<?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-21748379</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:20:25.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The one...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2200215978698625302</id><published>2008-04-28T22:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T23:06:11.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay though i have closed down this blog, but out of  sudden, i feel a sudden urge to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last post was 4 months back, and in these 4 months so much has happened. the major one is whereby my 9 months of "chiong sua" comes to an end, marks the end of another phase of my army life as a cadet and a giant leap to officership. venturing into completely unfamiliar waters, a role that ecompassess a lot of responsibilites, a role that is difficult to play. so much for wanting to commission, now i just want to return to days when i was just a cadet. so much fun, and yes pain but together with all my great friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so much of infantry training and i got posted to PAYA LEBAR airbase as a field defence squadron PC, where i meet some of the most fuc*ed up people. some oblivious to the fact that there are units out there tougher than them, but instead they refuse to accept that fact and live in their own little fantasy world. some treat officership as nothing mere than a rank. ( coz they feel OCS is a holiday camp and theirs is boot camp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so to vent out. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i say "to hell all you fu**ing arrogant egoistic bastards"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt become an officer for you to call me "eh" even though i somehow distantly know you. i am not particular about this kind of suff coz all my friends there call me ck and i m cool with that but coz you have such a fucked up and cocky character, i am resorted to play rank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw all this people. i believe in welfare to my man, so jus let me do what i want. dun tell me they can only learn through "tekaning". i hate all thse people that think jus coz they think they have been through a lot and hence tekan the man. i say f**k you to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so far has been an angsty post but coz i m really pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, these few months had been lots of  fun too. all those clubbin sessions with my friends, it a great feeling jus to let loose in the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay french lessons next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;( i still think of you)&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/21748379-2200215978698625302?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2200215978698625302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2200215978698625302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2200215978698625302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2200215978698625302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2008/04/okay-though-i-have-closed-down-this.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1101262471049343163</id><published>2007-12-31T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T21:10:43.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post</title><content type='html'>okay it has been a really long time since i last blogged. not much time anyway. anyw i have decided that since it has been stagnant for so long, this post shall be my last post and shall close this blog for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time flies, a year jus whizzed by in a flash. it has been a year of everything and nothing. many ups and downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking back.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my first job, at people's association. met many great people, not exactly a job to die for but certainly had great company and got to know some good friends. learned not exactly much about working  and furthermore the pay was meagre. but in whole had a great time there. that was also where it all started. met a nice girl, fell in love, had somewhat a dream kind of relationship. one mintue it was so perfect, like a sweet dream, the next, it all fell into millions of bits and pieces . spent a horrid time survivng and coping with the new environmnet in army and nursing heart wounds. everything happened so fast. attempts to salvage the situation ended up in only more denial and greater hurt. so much so that i lost faith in love. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the next few months ahead, i slowly picked myself up and with the help of  my friends, i emerged a stronger person. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;army life was certainly hard to adapt, something new,something like a splinter, painful and hard to get out. but then, it is also in army, i found some of the greatest friends i believe i will ever have. and slowly i adapted to this regimental lifestyle. went through many hard and tough times. many in which giving up was a huge temptation, but in the end will power overcame everything. my character,my mental strength has been put to the toughest test yet in the past year.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it has been a long and eventful year, l have learned to cherish my family. coz family is ultimately the only place where you can truly seek comfort in. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;happy things in 2007: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;getting my first paying job, getting good results in A'levels, entering law faculty, entering ocs, coming back from brunei and feasting on delicious food( dun laugh, it really is and it is certainly worth a mention! :))&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sad things in 2007:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; the one major incident, entering freaking army, becoming more forgetful,become less funny, liverpool never win the champions league in 2006/2007.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could turn back time and change one thing in 2007 was to have never walked off.&lt;br /&gt;the one thing  i would not have changed in 2007 was the day at sentosa. the best day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008,a new year ahead, no better way to really start afresh. let all bad memories be buried together with this blog and happy ones to stay in the memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new year resolutions: commission&lt;br /&gt;                                       get a driving licence&lt;br /&gt;                                        party more&lt;br /&gt;                                       be less serious&lt;br /&gt;                                       save enough to get a car&lt;br /&gt;                                      play more soccer&lt;br /&gt;                                       and many many more......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will miss this blog, it has served me well these 3 years :) farewell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an early happy new year to all! happy 2008 :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There are many things in life that will catch your eye, but only a few will catch your heart... pursue those. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-1101262471049343163?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1101262471049343163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=1101262471049343163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1101262471049343163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1101262471049343163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-post.html' title='last post'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2893313859047318357</id><published>2007-12-11T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T19:51:11.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backkk!</title><content type='html'>17 gruelling days. its all over! :) those 9 days in the brunei jungle was really the true test of character. so many times, when you came face to face with adversities, you had to remain unwaivered, and kept telling yourself: "tml will be better". each night sitting in the freezing cold rain pouring down upon your shoulders, shivering,teeth chattering. suddenly i felt so small and helpless, seemingly engulfed by the huge brunei forest. seriously never in my life had i felt so hapless.sitting alone in darkness, killing a quail, walking the infamous knolls of brunei. but its all over!! i have passed the infamous jungle confidence course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R&amp;amp;r brunei was a disaster coz i couldnt enjoyed any of the buffet, had diarrahea. all the way till i came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this column is specially dedicated to all my fabulous friends. mark and mingzhou, thanks for walking along expressway from tanah merah to airport to receive me and wish me happy birthday at 2am in the morning. and also thanks for the cake! i m too touched to know how to express my gratitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to eunice,cp and shu. had a fabulous time at minds cafe yest! thanks for the super ultra duper big bear hug card which i was forced to hold in the middle of ps and take a picture with it!many thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all the other friends who took the effort to wish me through a simple sms or a testimonial. thanks a lot!! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m glad i have been blessed with many good friends in life. :)  at least i finally know who truely cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course to my dearest family. i found that army made me realise their importance in my life. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2893313859047318357?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2893313859047318357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2893313859047318357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2893313859047318357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2893313859047318357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/12/backkk.html' title='backkk!'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1633310217561747942</id><published>2007-11-20T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T18:13:56.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leaving on a jetplane......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye civilisation. going to brunei in a day's time, for the toughest 16 days of my life. or so i hear. sighhhhhhhhhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-1633310217561747942?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1633310217561747942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=1633310217561747942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1633310217561747942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1633310217561747942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/11/leaving-on-jetplane.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2206944552168354966</id><published>2007-11-01T18:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T19:25:17.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>looking at old posts really brings back lots of memories.time really flies. most were hilarious. i suddenly feel nostalgic after listening to " glasgow love theme". (the current song playing)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, time to book in for another long week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2206944552168354966?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2206944552168354966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2206944552168354966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2206944552168354966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2206944552168354966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/11/looking-at-old-posts-really-brings-back.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2343950441641571898</id><published>2007-11-01T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:11:19.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh. havent blogged for a long time. not much time really. it feels really weird to be home on a normal day. havent had that since ages, had to report sick yest for suspected chicken pox.( which btw i alrdy had when i was in primary school) so in the end, the medical officer which is a certified student for medicine decided to anyhow declare that i had chicken pox and for me to be sent home for 3 days on medical leave.( what a bliss for me) went to visit my family doctor today only to be declared that i had some skin viral infections caused by allergies to insect bites and swampy waters( which i had unfortunately fallen into during my navigation exercise). i feel fine, wait actually i feel great cause i get to enjoy some chill time at home which i havent really had for a long time. so in the end my family declared i wasnt fit for army duties for at least a week so i was given mc till sunday! how wonderful!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its time to just sit back and chill,watch a couple of dvd's. i m really starting ot enjoy this life.heee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to brunei in 2 more weeks! scary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i m kinda getting confusing signs from someone. but i tink i shouldn't get involved with this for a while now. i m quite afraid of getting hurt like i always do. shall just see how things go. somehow the past keeps getting back to me.&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/21748379-2343950441641571898?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2343950441641571898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2343950441641571898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2343950441641571898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2343950441641571898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2671625443465867926</id><published>2007-10-05T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T00:23:37.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>another week has passed. each day inching towards my brunei trip which is horrendous. i fear for that day to come, knowing that my mind is still not ready for it.&lt;br /&gt;had my wing cohesion at sentosa today, which was quite fun. after everything me and ivan and a couple of ppl swam over to the island, and i spent the whole lazy afternoon building dams with ivan and talking about life. jon's absence made us miss his company very much. had a nights out this week and he actually came all the way to jurong point to meet us before he left for brunei. i mean when you have such frens in life, no matter how tough the journey is, you will still make it through.&lt;br /&gt;went shopping at vivo and we bought lotsa stuff! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i hate things that brings back memories. i am apprehensive of many things. i am going to close this blog soon enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;once in life you thought love was beautiful, was movie perfect,but now you know it is never this case. there are people who find true love and stick together in times of thick and thin, find their real love through the ages of time. live each day together with no tommorow, where their world fuses together. their world is of course never always a bright and sunny day but somehow each time after a heavy downpour, there will always be rainbow at the end of the rain.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i admire these people.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i landed on the opposite end.  harsh reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2671625443465867926?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2671625443465867926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2671625443465867926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2671625443465867926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2671625443465867926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/10/another-week-has-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-4746938763837153900</id><published>2007-09-27T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T10:00:12.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>finally my much anticipated long block leave! had my 28 plus km route march yesterday night. walked through the whole night. it was one of the toughest things i have i ever done i swore, people were so tired that they walked into the drain, and people were walking in zig-zag fashion, quite a funny sight but not much to laugh about since we were all so tired. one got sent to hospital because he got heat exhaustion. quite a few fell out. but when we finally reached the top of rambutan hill and got presented our 3rd bar, there was a huge sense of accomplishment. we were so tired, so mentally and physically drained, but somehow knowing we have reached the senior stage of our ocs days, smiles filled our sweat filled faces. the hardest part of the day was probably not the march but seeing our best friend johnathan dragging his duffel bag, leaving bravo wingline. a few of us had tears in our eyes, from that i finally understood why army finds you the best friends in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after he left, we went into his room that me ,ivan,danny and rueben used to have nutella, cup noodles, lays potato chips parties, play station games, jumping onto each while the unsuspected victim is on the bed, the common area for the"inner circle" to bitch about some irritating fellows, listening and singing to chasing cars, way back into love, elephant loves medley, come what may and dancing to the song beautiful girls amusing the whole platoon, the room which we punk'd the whole platoon. suddenly all these became part of yesterday. the room suddenly felt empty, and the few of us jus stood there silently for a few minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what lies ahead of us is nothing but a blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish jon all the best in artillery :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;block leave here we come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's been quite some time, but somehow, each time when i wanna give up , i always draw strength from our happy timees. maybe my heart jus refuse to let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4746938763837153900?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4746938763837153900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh! a lil bit of free time! short week! had my most xiong exercise in service known as esercise spade, where i dug and dug non-stop for 48 hours. no sleep. tired but felt great after the whole thing ended! :) social night on friday, went to mount faber, perfectly romantic place. it was really awesome. i swear. never seen a better view of the whole of singapore from there! it was quite a fun night, could see the dates were all pretty bored though actually but our table was damn fun! we really entertained ourselves!(and i must say ivan and sam are the sweetest sweetest couple though ivan is like a lil boy!hahaha) well my table had the "best dressed couple" johnathan and his childhoood friend( they really look a pair of hollywood couple in their all white suit!), and i swear it was a conspiracy of some sort,plain sabotaging.me and my date won "the cutest couple" . it was so weird coz when we went up the stage, everyone was like staring, seems like scrutininzing and stuff! and the gift was even better, a photo frame! how rich is ocs! after that, some of the us went over to MOS to club. it was really fun, coz we went to 54, and danced to some mambo music!reached home at around 5 plus  then woke up at 8 plus to go play sooccer til 3! now i m sunburnt to the core! went with ivan and johnathan for lunch at siglap, such a nice chilling place. later going  brew works for drinks with some of my friends and watch a soccer match! supposed to be a long weekend bookout but its still too short! i jus love chilling out at bars,having drinks, crapping with frens. this is THE life! :) next week my service term ends, i feel really sad that one of my good fren,johnathan is leaving for artillery. :( nvm we will have more drinking session together during bookouts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-8190355586760343213?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2030187161983006059</id><published>2007-09-16T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T10:52:50.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had a long weekend break! booked out on friday afternoon at 12 plus. it was like super duper rare. was a really tiring week, barely slept more than 4 hours the past few nights. but it was sooo good to come out for so long. at least didnt feel so rush. could hang out with friends, chill!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after book out, went to holland village with some of my platoon mates, went to some of those ambience filled restaurants to have our lunch. seriously the people there all wore suits and had the "i m rich" words scribbled all over their faces. but it was really a nice little street with all those restaurants. it was a place that would certainly be best to bring dates! hahah. had pizza at da paulos ( think that is how u spell it). it was delightful! then we just sit down there, enjoying the afternoon sun, the quiet district with some background jazz music. ordered some desert wine and we jus sat there to chill and talked! it was really good. then went to gastronomia and bought back some cup cakes and other stuff, jus like 4 items cost like 20 bucks! but the food there is really delicious, plus the ambience and all. will go there more often! high life! hehe. thats why must earn more money now! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with another long lost fren today to town to shop for stuff! havent met her for ages! we roamed around the whole of town shopping! found this really nice shirt at giordanio concept then decided to wait and shop at other places first but who knew we both got lost and spent 1 hour plus tracing back our steps to find our shop. even resorted to asking pepper lunch staff! oh man hilarious. bought like 140 plus dollars worth of clothes! :) i really spend too much.hahah bought one from giordanio concept, another from calvin klein. yup two for 140 bucks. i m amazed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some intensive trench digging next week and social night. oh man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh so sad my thailand trip has been cancelled coz one of then going artillery. sigh sigh. nvm, looking forward to block leave! much to do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been living with a shadow overhead&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been sleeping with a cloud above my bed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been lonely for so long&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Trapped in the past, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I just can't seem to move on&lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding all my hopes and dreams away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just in case I ever need em again someday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been setting aside time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To clear a little space in the corners of my mind&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into loveOh oh oh&lt;br /&gt;I've been watching but the stars refuse to shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've been&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="clicksor_sp_searching" onmouseover="'return" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000fff 2px solid; FONT-FAMILY: inherit; TEXT-DECORATION: none; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit" onclick="'return" onmouseout="'ClxTMo(" href="javascript:void(0)" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;searching&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; but I just don't see the &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="clicksor_sp_signs" onmouseover="'return" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000fff 2px solid; FONT-FAMILY: inherit; TEXT-DECORATION: none; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit" onclick="'return" onmouseout="'ClxTMo(" href="javascript:void(0)" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;signs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know that it's out there&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's got to be something for my &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a id="clicksor_sp_soul" onmouseover="'return" style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000fff 2px solid; FONT-FAMILY: inherit; TEXT-DECORATION: none; font-size-adjust: inherit; font-stretch: inherit" onclick="'return" onmouseout="'ClxTMo(" href="javascript:void(0)" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; somewhere&lt;br /&gt;I've been looking for someone to shed some light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not somebody just to get me through the night&lt;br /&gt;I could use some direction&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I'm open to your suggestions&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I open my heart again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I guess I'm hoping you'll be there for me in the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I don't know if it's real&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Or if anybody feels the way I feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I need inspiration&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Not just another negotiation&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is find a way back into love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't make it through without a way back into love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if I open my heart to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm hoping you'll show me what to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if you help me to start again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You know that I'll be there for you in the end&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh, oh, oh, oh, oh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2030187161983006059?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2030187161983006059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2030187161983006059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2030187161983006059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2030187161983006059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/09/had-long-weekend-break-booked-out-on.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-142347512654000824</id><published>2007-09-08T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:55:30.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>m now slacking in my bunk waiting for the stupid commissioning parade to end so we can book out! have to wait till like 10 plus la. damn sian. listening to boston makes me feel emo! hahah. quite a nice music video. guess my acjc, yes acjc buddy influenced me to really like jay chou, esp this song btw him and fei yu qing(though i really dun like mr fei) called qian li yuan wai or sth. and i love qing tian. oh man! sth wrong is happening to me! nv tot i will like jay chou songs. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh i m really quite sian of ocs. i love my frens and the company though some ppl here are really hard core back stabbers and people who love to boot lick their way up to become a sword of merit. its people like these that make you feel so disgusted. people who were involved in something but chose not to admit afraid of tarnishing their perfect image in front of the officers! REALLY IRKS ME! so in the end since no one wanted to take blame, i took it! i really dun give a damn if i get out of course or get extras, i m jus so sick of tired people shirking their responsibilities and blame and push it to others. since they want to do that, i let them do it! the only thing that keeps me going are my frens like ivan and danny. nothing really matters to me now. m really quite sick of the life of an officer cadet. my fren who was my platoon mate went in army same time as me now has already become a close combat instructor and he is punishing us like some idiots. its true, officer cadets are really currently the lowest life forms, no wonder when officer cadets become officers they become bast**** because during the life of a cadet, no one treats us with any respect at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;all good things come to an end...lovers to friends, flames to dust&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-142347512654000824?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/142347512654000824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=142347512654000824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/142347512654000824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/142347512654000824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/09/m-now-slacking-in-my-bunk-waiting-for.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-7727590952955619167</id><published>2007-09-02T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:33:16.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i sleep lesser and lesser each day! haha. jus came back from kushinbo buffet with eunice, cp and shu. birthday celebration for cp and eunice! haha, i have went mad, and all of us were laughing like hell, spilling ribena, dropping chocolate eclair in shoba sauce, spilling shoba sauce! i love shoba!! okay cuppacino makes me high. walking for miles trying to hail a shit ass cab and calling for cab in which they asked me to hold forever. toe nail regenerating after walking. me having a tail. housefly in mouth when you yawn. ahhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay all are super random. anyw, come on my friends! uni is fun! dun fret. hahah. smu should be a school for people who wants to go on diet. and they keep scaring me of the amount of notes i will have to study when i go uni. is it REALLY so bad? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally found a french teacher!! and he is from france! :) france here i come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tink i m really high now. no idea why! anyw service term in ocs is ending soon! :) okay movie time for now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my whole mentality of life has changed, i am back to the happy go lucky person whom i used to be! :)   as i pass by kallang mrt today, i tot of pa, a feeling of nostalgia. i wanna go back there to work again after i ord. it once served happy memories.  i m thankful for all my friends that have been with me all these while. i feel blessed! :) thank you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;an inspiration:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt; good friends are like hot chocolate on a cold winter day. wonderful on first taste, and as it slowly flows down your throat, the feeling of warmth feels you inside. and it stays. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7727590952955619167?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7727590952955619167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=7727590952955619167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7727590952955619167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7727590952955619167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-sleep-lesser-and-lesser-each-day-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-862798999529327398</id><published>2007-08-26T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T14:21:32.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jus finished my the half marathon. today something made me understand how vulnerable our lives are. one of the ocs platoon commander collapsed and died after finishing his 21km today. we were right there, and it was the worst thing to ever witness.  jus like that, at such a young age. makes u really cherish ur life because you never know when could be your last goodbye. it was the first time i first hand see such a thing. the mood was solemn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, still hv hw to do. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treat my family and my grandfather to a meal at yum cha! quite nice! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay slept for only 3 hours yest. shall go take a nap first!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-862798999529327398?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/862798999529327398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=862798999529327398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/862798999529327398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/862798999529327398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/jus-finished-my-half-marathon.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-5344027015440679924</id><published>2007-08-25T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:11:23.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh!! back home frm watching lpool match! happy :) coz lpool won 2-nil! havent watched soccer for ages. hell i miss the sport. this week, something made me pretty demoralised. kinda hit me really hard. quite scared too :(  but nvm, whatever that doesnt kill only makes one stronger.  ocs is really too realistic.&lt;br /&gt;each week now pass by in a flash. went for drinks at indochine and acid bar last wk. quite fun and then went to play pool til 4 plus! tml got army half marathon :( must wake up at 3 plus! dunno why am i still awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid joke of the day: how did papaya come about!&lt;br /&gt;                                       &lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, a father asked his son whether he wanted to eat a fruit. son answered, ya papa ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tts how it came abt! haha. laugh. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-5344027015440679924?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5344027015440679924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=5344027015440679924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5344027015440679924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5344027015440679924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/ahhh-back-home-frm-watching-lpool-match.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-7262782755650461628</id><published>2007-08-12T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-12T19:16:32.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;clubbing was great fun yest! really went quite mad coz the crowd was really good! but smooze or if tt is wat u call it was so packed that i got squashed so bad!it was really quite funny when the few of us try to manouver our way through. clubbed til 4! maybe shall go again soon next wk or sth! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i dont want live in the shadows of my past anymore. all words have lost its meanings. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go with what your heart tells you to. that is where happiness will be. dun be trapped in its shadows. give him a chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7262782755650461628?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7262782755650461628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=7262782755650461628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7262782755650461628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7262782755650461628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/clubbing-was-great-fun-yest-really-went.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-9127128482353157215</id><published>2007-08-11T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T19:53:10.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;think i hv been updating too regularly! make up for the lost time which is soon. another short bookout today. had a rather boring national day but there was a huge achievement! :) going out soon to let what little hair i have down, going MOS with my platoon mates! think its going to be quite fun esp with danny around! something unfortunate happened this week :( got 3 extras for leaving my rifle unattended. sigh. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;and epl season has started! ohhh excited. :) next week most likely starting french lessons! occupied occupied! after lesons shall indulge in drinks at various bars with my french khakki! (dunno if tt is how u spell it) hehe. more crap talking session coming up! :)&lt;br /&gt;dunno if should go down cos clar keep asking me to go on 30th aug for some smu bash,sounds fun. shall see! and yes. hi eunice and hi cp,hahaha :) i know ur birthdays are coming up. shall get u two something nice before i leave for brunei alright :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to go!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-9127128482353157215?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/9127128482353157215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=9127128482353157215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/9127128482353157215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/9127128482353157215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/think-i-hv-been-updating-too-regularly.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2168648599430577376</id><published>2007-08-08T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T13:54:26.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;have a short bookout! jus reached home not long ago!!kinda tired considering having slept only like 6 hours for the past 2 nights. fatigue is setting in.&lt;br /&gt;anyw, this week some things some of my platoon mate did really touched me. danny initally opted to go for artillery vocation but after talking together with me and ivan, he chose to stay in infantry with both of us! and he said this" where in the world will i still find a shorty friend like you", and i was like awww( though the shorty was like arrgh.haha). but seriously i was really quite touched. frankly speaking, this 2 months in ocs has passed by in a flash, and as much as life there isnt easy but i must say i really quite enjoy it a lot,talking all the trash with ivan and danny, (danny is king of pranksters), like how we managed today to trick a blur toot who was asleep in a lecture to volunteer to go up and sing kindergarten songs. laughing at some really stupid qns some of my RJ (note the bold words) platoon mate asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;danny: eh ....(name must be kept secret to protect his identity :) ), what time is it?&lt;br /&gt;guy.. : u mean now?&lt;br /&gt;danny: no no, not now, i asking for the time in 2 hours time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swore me and ivan and a few of us around laughed till the lecturer was staring at us. i felt like i was back to my vs days which i too miss dearly. i miss many many things! i feel that somewhere at some point of time in recent times i have lost myself, so much so that i dun feel like i was the crappy me i used to be. but after some things that have happened to me, i feel rather lucky actually, i could hv been worse off but i have never been more sure of some things that i want in life now. sounds like serious talk but yea. talking to mark on msn now, and i just feel he is foolish to want to let go of his relationship just like that when he could do something about it. since i m not a good keeper of relationship, i guess the least thing i could i do as a friend is to help my friends not fall out of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;right now, i jus want to commission and finish serving army, learn french and save enough to buy my own car before i enter uni, after that move to france to work! :) may it happen!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;one picture! hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096623506714148610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hkzkQNzXXGA/RrrYE4eaPwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lEQaI8c2LLg/s320/547421001875_private_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2168648599430577376?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2168648599430577376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2168648599430577376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2168648599430577376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2168648599430577376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/have-short-bookout-jus-reached-home-not.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_hkzkQNzXXGA/RrrYE4eaPwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/lEQaI8c2LLg/s72-c/547421001875_private_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-7031782459015406838</id><published>2007-08-05T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T00:58:02.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;wahh! tired to the core. really packed day. but it was a fun day!! went out with clar for lunch at fish and co and it was really major catching up session, really crapped hell alot and laughed till my sides ached.found out tt i grew taller coz clar is jus like a hair width taler which wasnt e case in e past, talked about our future high-lives. hilarious, thinking about what was the main character's name of the guy  in prison break. michael scoffield, yes it is. took many brain cells. and we both plan to take french lessons during every weekend now, only problem is how to find the school. and after lessons we shall go some place to drink! sounds really exciting!! hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that met mingzhou and mark in the evening for a short dinner and coincidentally met sasi! had a good talk with mark coz he seriously needs to...sigh dunno how to say. really dun wish to see him break up with his gf over such stupid quarrels.  after dinner went to meet eunice ng jie qi for our usual coffee talks! hahaha..future floorball player and councillor! hahahaha. jus so funny. okay la. quite loony. can make it one! hahaha. and i found out that 4 months in army has made grown more"mature".  fine! more boring. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay shall go slleeeeeeeep now, hv to wake up tml at 6 plus to go back again :( looking forward to french lessons!! high life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7031782459015406838?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7031782459015406838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=7031782459015406838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7031782459015406838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7031782459015406838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/wahh-tired-to-core.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-5504749514929360572</id><published>2007-08-03T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T23:49:49.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back from field camp!!! soo happy :) :) i must say those four days have been the most gruelling training i had since i entered army. navigated 28km in total from afternoon to night for 2 days with a 30 kg load on my back which by the way seems to be oversized for me and the pain like tearing through every inch of your muscle coupled with body fatigue. bashing through jungles in tekong and nearly rolling down the knoll which one of my section mates did! it was hilarious. and with the pack on your back, i would say its rather impossible to get up once u fall down! had less than 4 hour sleep a day, came back with a twisted ankle, numerous thorn cuts and ant bites all over the body. quite a horrendous feeling. walking 28km was atrocious under the hot sun, times like these made me wonder whether i still wanted to stay on in infantry or go the easy way out and go artillery like evryone else. but i guess its all for the experience, so that a few yrs down the road you can look back and say"ahhh i have survived in a jungle or tell your grandchildren, ah gong once stayed in brunei jungle and all the stuff, sounds more interesting to me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i m really talking crap. anyw, my long weekend has been cut short by an extra duty on sunday :( have to book in at 8 in the morning! but nvm shall go out the whole of tml! meeting up with clar for lunch, havent seen her for ages besides during the law written test,was quite surprised when she asked to meet for lunch! maybe can ask her to teach me law in the future! hehe. and cp, i need ur help too!! u must teach me! hahaha. night shall go watch "the simpsons!" with mingzhou and mark! heard its really good!! then clubbing at night with sasi!! think i will die on sunday but i must cherish my bookout time! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 weeks down 31 more weeks to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-5504749514929360572?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5504749514929360572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=5504749514929360572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5504749514929360572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5504749514929360572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/08/back-from-field-camp-soo-happy-i-must.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-3038530781246958744</id><published>2007-07-29T00:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T15:55:05.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;short book out. feeling rather tired now. jus came back home from coffee and dinner. going to tekong next week for field camp, really dread it! there's just so many things to do! busy busy. and i have concluded something. something which will and change me and my life in someway. seeing everything that is happenening around me, my friends and all. live to enjoy. have much plans for next week! shall meet up with my long lost friend for coffee and meet up with sasi for either clubbing or pool! whoo! field camp sucks but long weekened ahead and humongous pay coming right up! "motivation, got a lot of motivation" and i m glad in a way that i am in ocs because i really made a lot lot of really good friends. friends that are willing to sacrifice for one another. thanks ivan for offering to take up the extra duty with me next week and deciding to stay together with me in infantry! really touched even when he has little time with his girlfriend. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i learned one important thing. its not always about yourself but more about the people around you and how you can help and influence their lives. that i believe is the dearest value that i will remember for as long as it will. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i finally understood the real reason, its clear enough i guess. kinda hurts to know but i really should let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-3038530781246958744?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3038530781246958744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=3038530781246958744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/3038530781246958744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/3038530781246958744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/short-book-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-735702290638142049</id><published>2007-07-21T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T00:13:12.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;2nd post of the day! anyw. jus went to watch harry potter which was REALLY REALLY good! okay but it was so sad to see sirius die. :( and the show had a really dark side to it! but i really enjoyed it. met a lot of ppl! first met my platoon mates, then met mercy, it was like the whole world was out there in town la. even met my sis with her boyfriend and we were in the same theatre but in the end couldnt "ka jiao" her. after the show, the impulse to buy the book was simply too strong, so headed over to borders, and i must say at 1045, the bookstore was still filled with ppl buying the book. i think they all also jus watched finish the show then decided they have to buy the book too! shall go read e book after this, the suspense is killing me! bought tons of things! more to buy! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;its just so weird. cant really understand. waited for the msg that night like some dumb ass, hoping jus to have a chat. maybe its too wishful of me to think it will happen, am i really that irritating? i guess i must be. oh wells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="2fff16f5"&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-735702290638142049?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/735702290638142049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=735702290638142049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/735702290638142049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/735702290638142049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/2nd-post-of-day-anyw.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-5712736133216299283</id><published>2007-07-21T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T14:21:18.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;tired!! so so tired! thought will be confined but guess not after all!  booked out yest night but before that had a whacking session. sometimes when u are down in that push up position, your mind jus switches off, because after doing like hundreds of continous push ups, your hand feels numb, pain seeps into the brain telling you to give up, telling you to let go and jus fall out. but i learned something, close your mind, close your eyes, let the pain breeze through, and everything becomes an ease. same goes for everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to brunei soon, plus having field camps from almost every week from the week after next.&lt;br /&gt;sounds so "fun"! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go watch transformers and harry potter now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-5712736133216299283?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/5712736133216299283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=5712736133216299283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5712736133216299283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/5712736133216299283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/tired-so-so-tired-thought-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-8094637249210772057</id><published>2007-07-14T19:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T19:48:24.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>home sweet home finally! after 3 weeks in hell hole, it just felt so good to be able to step out and see civilisation. see REAL people. felt in touch with reality finALLY. the feeling of getting out of that place is just so good! everyday in there was filled with endless boring lectures, and millions of physical training. sometimes you just get so tired and you really want to give up. there was a point of time i even asked myself, " why do i want to go through all these". but i guess i just moved on. the regimentation is atrocious but i shant write more in case i get sued for writing about army stuff. the com there is like redundant, coz i cant blog, cant access blogs. CANT PLAY GAMES, and many more. there are many things i wanna do!! i stil have transformers, harry potter and a lot more movies i wanna watch!! but no time :(  and after coming out, i seem to have this compulsive urge to splurge! hehe. jus feel like buying redundant stuff. but i shall control, shall first treat my family to a NICE meal tml with my first pay!! acid bar acid bar! okay i m going a bit mad!&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite lucky to have made a great friend in ocs, ivan tay! it is good if you know u have a friend that can chiong sua with u for 9 months in hell hole.life becomes a lot easier. these 3 weeks was quite fun because we really crapped together a lot! thinking of how to "tekan" recruits next time when we become officers! have tons of ideas! but we both know we wouldnt do that because we are NICE!  haha. In there, the people are really quite selfish and arrogant like they think that the whole world belongs to them. i miss times in bmtc where people were jus generally nice and would like have crap talking session everyday. now everyone is so serious and all, kinda bring all the fun out of whats left of army. shall cherish every single minute of civilian life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now that you are gone, somedays i just keep thinking back. i preserve this valuable piece of our happy memories together. somedays how i wished to see  your msg, howi  wished i could talk to you like old times. but i no longer have the courage anymore, i no longer dare to wish anymore.how i regretted having let u slipped by.  every morning i make a deal, i just wish you will be blessed with a great day. thats all i ask for.  i will move on. i promise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-8094637249210772057?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8094637249210772057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=8094637249210772057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8094637249210772057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8094637249210772057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/07/home-sweet-home-finally-after-3-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-4873836233852462565</id><published>2007-06-29T05:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:27:37.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feels kinda cool to be able to blog in ocs, life has been alright but things are just tough around here and there is really not much free time. guess maybe its a good thing. really miss some things but maybe the past is the past. but certainly it will be one of my best memories. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4873836233852462565?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-3157159566398834947</id><published>2007-06-24T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T12:36:56.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;going in for 3 weeks, and everything is going to be so much tougher. i m quite scared. maybe sometimes things have been taken for granted, and now that its gone, a feeling of emptiness pervades my every inch. i dunno what will keep me going now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to leave my house at 6 plus in the morning tml, i really dread every single hour that pass. pls jus let time fly. jus let it fly.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-3157159566398834947?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3157159566398834947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=3157159566398834947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/3157159566398834947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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was going to be as tough as commandos i kinda flipped out. but i must say he was really quite a good actor! i really believed him for a while till he started laughing! but all in all i must really thank him and sergeant samuel for telling me my posting results even though they r not supposed to! quite fortunate to have 2 sergeants that treat me like their own brother coz they are really nice to me. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;anyw, i really have mixed feelings right now. i have been posted to OCS. i mean its like momentary happiness but then when i think of what lies ahead, i feel unsure. 3 weeks confinement once again. i guess this time it will be harder to pass. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;life is just so ironic. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4065162380835152652?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-8213294186173152634</id><published>2007-06-17T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T22:40:47.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have to book in tml afternoon again. just feel so dead. have no mood whatsoever. anyw, had fun time catching up with mark and mingzhou today, went over to bugis and jus sat there and talked about all those carefree times we used to have. out of a sudden i wished i was back in VS and VJ. and mingzhou gave terrifying recounts of what will happen in ocs. anyw mark had to book in and had to meet his girlfriend and all for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;me and mingzhou jus hanged around and i decided to complete my quest, so walked from bugis to raffles place then to suntec, where i saw the really cool bear factory shop thingy, okay maybe i m a teeny weeny outdated, then all the way from hereen to wisma to shaw to opposite of far east. finally managed to accomplish it. then went to the kinokuniya bookshop and we just sat down to read. basically we just crapped all the way thru and headed to parkway for our dinner. intended to go some place along katong called dunno what, which served really good and economical western food but the queue was freaking long! shall go and try sometime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;another day has passed, guess there isnt much time left. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-8213294186173152634?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8213294186173152634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=8213294186173152634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8213294186173152634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8213294186173152634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/have-to-book-in-tml-afternoon-again.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-6685123881821129554</id><published>2007-06-17T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T10:45:02.622+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>real love,like real life&lt;br /&gt;is never perfect,&lt;br /&gt;somehow real problems always find us&lt;br /&gt;sometimes angry words are spoken&lt;br /&gt;sometimes we just get on each other's nerves&lt;br /&gt;bu the important thing to remember&lt;br /&gt;is &lt;em&gt;that our love is always there, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;full of forgivness and understanding,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;waiting for more happy times to share.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;real love is powerful stuff, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it doesnt need to be perfect to survive and grow&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can only be strong if it survive a few tough times&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we will get through this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                               Alarie Tennile&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-6685123881821129554?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6685123881821129554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=6685123881821129554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6685123881821129554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6685123881821129554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/real-lovelike-real-life-is-never.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1921997549947863105</id><published>2007-06-14T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T16:43:49.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a sleepless night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spend hours tossing around thinking of what has happened. i was really impulsive, too sensitive.and not just once but on many occassions. i m sorry for bringing so much unhappiness and i dun wish to do that anymore. i dun think there is a need to explain any of my actions because it was just wrong. i dun know how long you dun wish to talk to me, maybe a while maybe forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have become an integral part of my life.night phone calls, morning messages. just hearing your voice, your messages to me, become my sole source of strength to tide me through the toughest times.&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt have forced but hope you understand its really because i am very worried. its the kind of feeling you will only get when the significant other matters so much to you. maybe i came too strongly, maybe i just dunno how to show care and concern in the appropriate way, i dunno. if i did, i apologise for that.&lt;br /&gt;we are both still in the process of understanding each other better and maybe because we still dun fully understand each other thats why even the smallest things turn into a misunderstanding. and most of the of times its because i think too much, i promise i will change but its going to be a tough transition because it is not something i can change overnight. if you feel that this is probably too difficult to bear, i will understand and i wont blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these past 6 months have been the greatest time i have spent. we have gone through so much to get together and i just dun wish for such a beautiful relationship to end because of a rash and impulsive mistake that i made. i hope you could give me just one last chance for us to work things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an ardous journey lies ahead but i believe we can make it to be something wonderful, something extraordinary, would you take my hand and walk the rest of this journey with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never knew I could feel like this&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Like I've never seen the sky before&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Want to vanish inside your kiss&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Every day I love you more and more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Listen to my heart, can you hear it sings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come back to me, and forgive everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Seasons may change, winter to spring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly it moves with such a perfect grace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It all revolves around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And there's no mountain too high&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No river too wide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sing out this song and &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'll be there by your side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Storm clouds may gather&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And stars may collide&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But I love you until the end of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, come what may, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;come what may&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will love you, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Suddenly the world seems such a perfect place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-1921997549947863105?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1921997549947863105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=1921997549947863105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1921997549947863105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1921997549947863105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/sleepless-night.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1302774056228676972</id><published>2007-06-03T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T18:10:53.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>how apt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;We don't need Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Those three words I've said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace to remind me to find my own&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt; Would you lay with me and just forget the world?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-7460386717092777145</id><published>2007-06-03T10:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T10:47:09.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate myself for thinking so much but sometimes i really cant help it. i dun want to say it anymore. its the worse feeling i m having. all these misunderstanding is slowly killing me inside. maybe i am just not bf material at all. i hate to make someone upset and i know i have done so repeatedly. why must all these happen especially to the one i love so much. i really jus want to run away for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once tot i could give all the happiness but unknowingly i m actually a source of unhappiness....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7460386717092777145?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7460386717092777145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=7460386717092777145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7460386717092777145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7460386717092777145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-hate-myself-for-thinking-so-much-but.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-824183051740515093</id><published>2007-05-27T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T18:08:54.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it has been quite some time since i last blogged!! time is really getting lesser and lesser! or maybe it just seems to fly by faster. my life in bmt is finally coming to a close and i cant wait for that long 12 days block leave, there's just so much i want to do!&lt;br /&gt;had a great day out yest, tho the start was somewhat "sad", having failed something which i shant mention since it is pretty embarrasing. after the test, had a nice and long bus journey from one end of singapore to the other on the beloved bus 13, though the journey was long and ardous filled with numerous obstacles like geylang serai but we made it safely across. the delight on our faces was jus indescribable. okay i m crapping way too much, in simple english we jus took bus 13 from ang mo kio to siglap. there we went to eat at some coffee shop which sold nice beef noodles, and it was due to much unfortunate circumstances that we had to see the ugly side of siglapians! :P besides those guys, the east side ppl are generally nice, caring, understanding thoughtful, and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;then after lunch, we hanged out at hagaeen das( dunno if i spelt correctly), and it was really a fabulous place to chill out, jus sitting there, eating 2 pathetically small ice cream but i guess the ice cream didnt matter when i had such a great company. :)&lt;br /&gt;headed out for our main event of the day! flea market. first time meeting nikki and alfred was certainly quite a nervous experience for me, but then after a while found that they were really nice and friendly ppl! had a fun time at the flea market looking at maids trying to bargain, but i should say it was quite a success though our main object which was the highly anticipated, long awaited,"hi card cd pouch" failed to be sold. but still it was a huge success. :P&lt;br /&gt;due to time constraints i have to cut off my blog entry here. basically i had a great day, and i m once again going into the wild for 2 days. and i know its shorter than my field camp but i just want to say that i m going to miss u alot still. even more. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-824183051740515093?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/824183051740515093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=824183051740515093' title='0 Comments'/><link 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to me. had a fun time shopping yest and SOMEONE kept forcing me to walk through some section in the departmental stores but i must say her attempts failed TERRIBLY. hehe. went to some coffee shop to "test" their zhu chao. and the guideline dish includes "tian ban deer meat", "tian ban tofu  or ma po tofu( choice varies depending on that day's preference)" and of coz not forgetting the "kai lan". after 2 tasting expedition, i have thus concluded amk has LOUSY ZHU CHAO.hehehehe. on the next episode, we shall come over to the east side. that is where THE REAL zhu chao is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tot first 3 weeks confinement was hard, but seems that the 6 days in my field camp will be even tougher to pass by. just hope it goes by in a flash. because i will be missing you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7558386556606098855?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-3209824603718878062</id><published>2007-05-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T18:21:20.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just a few minutes before i m leaving home sweet home. feel so dead and i feel bad for being irritated with my mum for nagging at me non-stop. i have been feeling pretty moody the whole day because army is really getting on my nerves. arrgh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note, met up with sasi today. havent tok to him since i enlisted. hahha..he was talking about this thing called "the secret", seemed so inspirational. its just felt so good to catch up with him and all! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a fabulous day yest. it was just one of those days that i wished time could stop flowing and just stood right at that moment. the time was short but everything was worth it. every little thing. and i know i will miss u a lot. a lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-3209824603718878062?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/3209824603718878062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=3209824603718878062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/3209824603718878062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/3209824603718878062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-few-minutes-before-i-m-leaving.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1174653125776783258</id><published>2007-04-29T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T19:46:21.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>going for interviews that are for a lost cause  just feels so "good". especially today's written test, i was so tempted to just leave the whole piece of paper blank because seriously, i had not a single clue what were they talking about. oh wells, what done is done, at least i squeezed out some crap. but the chances of getting in is like 0.00000000000000000001%. oh wells again!&lt;br /&gt;long weekend break is ending. :(  just want my two yrs to end in a flash. i want my civilian life back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-1174653125776783258?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1174653125776783258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=1174653125776783258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1174653125776783258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1174653125776783258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/04/going-for-interviews-that-are-for-lost.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-4604741727063437927</id><published>2007-04-27T09:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T09:21:41.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it seems like eternity</title><content type='html'>its hard to imagine that 3 horrids weeks have passed alrdy. 3 horrendous,atrocious, disgusting, revolting weeks. i really kinda hate the life of army,not that i cant stand the training and all but the regimentation and all is crap. shant talk more about it because when u r in there, your whole life is alrdy talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;and i tink i am super unlucky because both my uni interviews fall on the long and rare weekend that i have. its just plain irritating. nvm.i shall find wat little time i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously i wouldnt have made it through these 3 weeks so easily without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the road ahead is long and tedious but i believe it will go the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be a busy weekend! hope time moves slowly now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4604741727063437927?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4604741727063437927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=4604741727063437927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/4604741727063437927'/><link 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east eating famous chicken rice,sitting under the hot sun looking at hoards of kids come running by. heading to tm for a somewhat short shopping trip. playing the "spot the dif" game in arcade, and of coz buying THE mugs. then going to ikea, walking one big round,following signs, looking for exits.eating hotdogs. heading to giant to walk another round. then returning to ikea to find seats(okay i really suck at finding seats) eating swedish meatballs and wings and the super nice cake, diam. heading back to yck, sitting at the bus stop outside your house and chatting . it was just great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw..jus wan mark this special day. april 7th. 10.32 pm. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7871651100545780941?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-4365365726819731538</id><published>2007-04-04T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T12:27:47.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'>army</title><content type='html'>enlisting soon. dont feel prepared at all. daily runs become more of daily jogs. soon, i will be robbed of my freedom for 2 years. havent really sunked in yet. i m not so scared of the physical training, but its the feeling of being away from home and everything else that makes it so hard. perhaps being in the april batch isnt as good as it seems because we enjoyed ourselves so much for the past few months then suddenly everything wil be taken away.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when everything just seems at odds, when everything just go against our way,  somehow this love never seems more perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when time is running out, when light turn to darkness, somehow moments of our times spent together, seems to hold there forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Everybody's looking for that something&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;One thing that makes it all complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You find it in the strangest places&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Places you never knew it could be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some find it in the face of their children&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some find it in their lover's eyes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Who can deny the joy it brings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you've found that special thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some find it sharing every morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Some in their solitary lives&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find it in the works of others&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A simple line can make you laugh or cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll find it in the deepest friendship&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The kind you cherish all your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And when you know how much that means&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've found that special thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, impossible as they may seem&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You've got to fight for every dream&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause who's to know which one you let go&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Would have made you complete&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well for Me, It's waking up beside you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To watch the sunrise on your face&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To know that I can say I love you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In any given time or place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's little things that only I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Those are the things that make you mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's like flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause you're my special thing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you're the place my life begins&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and you'll be where it ends&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And that's the joy you bring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm flying without wings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4365365726819731538?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4365365726819731538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=4365365726819731538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/4365365726819731538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/4365365726819731538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/04/army.html' title='army'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-4561139690203237667</id><published>2007-03-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T00:44:37.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 3</title><content type='html'>the last part. it also means that soon it is time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our card reading compatability :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love playing dai dee with you at our headquarters&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your very corny sms (:P tink u know which one but shant say out.hehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your cappuchino and original noughurt. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how good it felt just to meet you for a mere half an hour and just to sit down and chat in front of the fountain and get lost trying to find b&amp;j in raffles city (someone's sense of direction also nt that good la.hee :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how funny u look and were when u literally took off in an olympic 100m sprint upon reaching city hall interchange.( hence nv run when u dun wan be spotted! :p)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u added that secretly a national coach was hiding behind somewhere in e mrt station then asked you to join the national track team after seeing you impress him with your speed at runnning! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love "there's no place like home" :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the sound of the clicking of heels. (hmms..sounds familiar :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how much "mo qi" we have in taboo. (no! its not tt u r good,its me!heheh.:P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u try to save the trees by making ur drawing so puny! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how someone immediately after asking "are u impressed" then drop ur application form on the side walk of the road. srsly....i am impressed! :P (too bad when u see this u cant poke me.hehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how sharp and observant your eys are( i agree with much reluctance.hee)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our thai express lunch date when the restaurant was opened for jus the both of us. ;)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love snack shopping with you tho u r NOT supposed to eat any of them!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how BLUR u are when u actually called me carrot! dun change identity! i prefer corn! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love you for helping me change my blog template after 2 yrs of the ugly BUT cute monster.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love spending the afternoon with you watching "how to lose a guy in 10 days" and munching on snacks.(still got LAY'S left, but u CANNOT eat it! :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love snow patrol chasing cars lyrics..."if i could just lay here".( testing your so claimed "veri good inferential skills". hehehe)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u keep saying my grandfather is very cute! (really meh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the look on your face when you met my mum! :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your 3 dif kinds of facial expression. first one is the partially stick out tongue face which has since evolved after i mentioned in the first part into a puffed up face and moving your nose both simultaneously! lastly, your smile. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how slacking the day away is alws so enjoyable with you ard!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our "fine lo dun talk to you game" in which i alws tend to lose. :( unfair! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your "very fast response time" heheh. :P (tink i shld change this to 99 way to POKE fun of you :D)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we have travelled to 2 different sides of s'pore to eat our meals!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love "looking in your direction" to see what you are looking at.hehe :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your "somewhat look like adidas pants and rip curl shirt" :P hehe (the next few bet u confirm say "u're way too corny")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how beautiful i think you are :) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how to me, you are perfect.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how i have never felt happier when we are together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how much you mean to me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and this is the last one..........wat can better say how i feel than these 3 simple words. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-4561139690203237667?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/4561139690203237667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=4561139690203237667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/4561139690203237667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/4561139690203237667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/part-3.html' title='part 3'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-6843804635697078465</id><published>2007-03-23T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T00:27:10.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd part</title><content type='html'>another week has passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 2nd part.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love how u alws bully me and i cant bully back :( (hint hint)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u alws try to tickle my face&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we alws try to feed each other like babies &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u can link my friend supermodel story to become ivan life story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we can complement each other by adding ideas to ivan's life story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love my new grown 12 pacs that came from laughing at ur ivan's life story&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how SOMEONE keep denying that it is my shoulders that r comfy to lie on besides the nice chair, cold aircon and dark setting in the theatres.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that no matter how little things happen in a day we will alws have so much to talk about.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our exotic date to see ur relatives (mehhh...or baaaa u choose) :P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how i get to know u more through our late night phone conversations :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the way u  update me with daily office happenings with ur funny perodic injections of "a particular irritating person whom shall not be named to protect the identity in case this info gets leaked out"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love that u have become as clumsy or maybe worse than me! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how i will alws hear you and your brother bullying each other in the backgrd.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you look in your new specs( hint hint..dress is next :P)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your exasperated look&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our frequent air con shelter breaks because SOMEONE gets jiao suan veri easy! :) (fine! it was the most enjoyable part of the zoo)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our headquaters, except jus a bit sandy la.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your "oh no,oh no he is going to die, eh dun want him to die....(plus cover abt 3/4 of ur eyes)..5 mins later..."eh wait he is the king, chey wont die so fast one"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your funny way of eating your tom yam noodles, which involes drinking the really spicy tom yum soup 1st, then eat the noodles,then drink soup again. this particular step is repeated thrice before going to the next step of drinking a mouth of ice lemon tea.(correct?) :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;LOVE YOUR "DESIGNER" JEANS HOR! (arrgh!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; love sheep :P &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how u use my multi purpose jacket ;P to shield your eyes from watching the gory scenes in 300.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we just ALWAYS meet familiar ppl even in the most unlikeliest places like the zoo and our headquarters(tink confirm is one la)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our whole day dates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how each day seems more beautiful with you around.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how our date will alws bring us to somewhere new! (okay maybe jus me only)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how someone is also CHILDISH to add pepper into the pail of egg-infested hot water.pity the poor aunty.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how someone is equally gullible to get tricked into trying to scare me when you out from the toilet. sorry failed attempt. try again next time! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how much "chemistry" (static) we have with each other.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how as simple as sitting down and chatting can be so enjoyable.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how someone is alws sweet(with great reluctance :) ) enough to wait for me til i reach home b4 u slp.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love that in the midst of our contrasting characters, we have similarities!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how great it is jus to know i have found you. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-6843804635697078465?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6843804635697078465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=6843804635697078465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6843804635697078465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6843804635697078465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/2nd-part.html' title='2nd part'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-2704707164408386847</id><published>2007-03-20T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:38:04.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall post a short one! saturday went out with my classmates,in a way, was actually to send zirui off ! so me,eu, and zr decided to meet earlier to watch 300, but stupid czr came so late and actually fell aslp at home! then me and eu initally decided to jus go watch but in the end no tickets! then we hanged ard ps and i was introduced to a new shop called the 2 dollar shop or sth?! it was super duper cool, i mean pots for 2 bucks! who wouldnt buy, then after that went carl's junior to grab a bite and oky came and joined us.joined by shu who walked from bugis to dhoby (not bad!),zr and miss cp who came from work but from the way she wore you would have tot she jus came frm sentosa! :P. then stupid eu forced me to waste a dollar on a stupid game machine in the arcade! trying to pick up this ultra big soft toy! zr bot this really nice sweet, dunno wat it is but all i know is that we kept eating til none were left. oops..sorry we ate ur 5 bucks away.hee.&lt;br /&gt;had dinner and all then went to minds! it was a fun session with the usual games like taboo. then we tried this new game called telepaths. wah me and zr got telepathy man. hmmss..not bad... after an hour plus of intellectual games, we decided to indulge in some cheap thrill, like the game called ugly ugly. super fun can. and eunice ng jie qi,if know u will read this, i m not a fruit fanatic. jus coz i threathen to dethrone you, you wrote all that crap on your blog! hahahah...but playing the game sure wasnt a pleasant sight, coz cards were torn, and blood was shed!! ha.&lt;br /&gt;but all in all it was a fun day! :) felt good to go out with my class again tho our dearest chris is alws MIAing. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;late night phone calls are fun! :) lets see how long our record can hold! hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-2704707164408386847?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/2704707164408386847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=2704707164408386847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2704707164408386847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/2704707164408386847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/shall-post-short-one-saturday-went-out.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-1898350859573389824</id><published>2007-03-15T11:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T11:57:29.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;if time could freeze at that moment, i will hold it there forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday that i spend with you, i just find my life couldnt be more perfect,couldnt be more complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;i love the bickering in the delifrance,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact you cant distinguish purple from green and blue:), &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how funny you are when you inserted the atm card towards the flashing light slot :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the "supposed to see the sunset but in the end ALWS end up seeing more clouds",&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love ur "new action" that nearly made me spill the do it youself coffee in delifrance which is btw very nice! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the candle-lit lunch with you(though it was pretty bright)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your partially sticking out your tongue face, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your ic picture:),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love sitting down with you on the rocks at sentosa and staring out into the sea&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our dinner at amk hawker centre where we alws have a tendency to order too much food,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we go out and its alws an adventure like how U nearly walked into the mrt cabin that ivan was in,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how when we meet familiar faces and you will scurry, like a squirrel across the forest floor:),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you alws trick me and i am alws actually gullible to believe,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you alws look ard in those dreamy eyes of yours,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you look when you are asleep,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that the weather alws hold for us when we want to watch sunset,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we both are fast walkers(faster than the sentosa tram!),&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you try to scare off the ants by sacrificing one to scare the others away!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your hair shampoo smell,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your infectious laughter,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your curiosity,trying to peer out to see if its somone familiar when we would get caught if the person saw you!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you smile at me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your 324 stars you folded for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love your 117 songs you burned for me,&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that both of us love small kids and teaching the girl to stick out her tongue:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you hold my hand whenever we jaywalk across the road&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how you are carrot and i am corn&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that you can stand my corniness&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that you are also equally as corny!:)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love the fact that we "LOVE" smasui GINGER chicken from san zhong liang jian&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love our alternate day phone calls&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we alws do three things at the same time while on the phone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;love how we have met twice by fate in a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is part 1 of  99 reasons why i love u :)  each week i will write 33 till i enlist in 3 weeks time.hehe :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-1898350859573389824?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/1898350859573389824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=1898350859573389824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1898350859573389824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/1898350859573389824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-time-could-freeze-at-that-moment-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-8742456364300121689</id><published>2007-03-10T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T20:44:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE STORY OF MIXED VEGETABLES</title><content type='html'>once upon a time, there was a corn who fell in love with a carrot.they were grown in THIS BIG BIG farm(supply vegetables to all the ccs,rcs,srcs, aiya all the c's la) known as the PA farm. the corn and the carrot uprooted themselves and ran out of the field to go watch movie in the big big city called CITY HALL....there carrot and corn fell into the singapore(love) river. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya..i suck at story telling, think i m way too corny alr la. hahha..basically another great week has passed. dunno why time jus seems to fly by so fast when i m with u. i tried to stop time by pulling the puny thing besides ur watch but so difficult to pull. :( feeling cornier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went to university open house and i think basically wasted half of my day. went into the law talk and the professor was teaching us how to link everything to law. DID U KNOW u can link eating ice cream to law too!! WOW!! i was so engrossed and interested that  i left after sitting there for 10 minutes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then basically loitered around getting goodie bags and tons of papers stuffed at your face like there is a sign written I M A PAPER SHREDDER. GIVE ME MORE PAPER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today i really think that there is sth called fate. it happened twice alr! we really have fate!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml tink am going down to SMU.sian!! still havent choose which uni! oh no.thats all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-8742456364300121689?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/8742456364300121689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=8742456364300121689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8742456364300121689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/8742456364300121689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/story-of-mixed-vegetables.html' title='THE STORY OF MIXED VEGETABLES'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-224982274691944958</id><published>2007-03-07T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T10:26:46.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;i feel like crap now. i know you dun say it but i can sense that you are very upset with what i have said. the worse thing is that i actually asked it when after we have went through so much. words cannot express my regret and and my feelings right now. i know that it probably hurt you bad esp in a time like this and i know that no matter how much sorries i say will not help. all i can wish for right now is that it wont affect anything because you really mean a lot to me. if i could do anything.anything to take back those words, i will.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-224982274691944958?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/224982274691944958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=224982274691944958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/224982274691944958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/224982274691944958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-feel-like-crap-now.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-7101573346691274963</id><published>2007-03-05T09:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T09:30:58.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>t00 much things to do. too little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly feel so lost without work today. but then prob have to go down to work at PHS tommorow already coz the teacher called me up today at 745 and wants me down by 830!! and i have to wear formal clothes! oh man, its not as easy as i thought.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need to apply for uni! but dunno which one to go, oh man! so difficult to decide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-7101573346691274963?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/7101573346691274963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=7101573346691274963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7101573346691274963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/7101573346691274963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/t00-much-things-to-do.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-6199006620044352092</id><published>2007-03-03T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:23:51.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time flies. in the blink of an eye, 2 months has already passed. A'levels results are out. my last day of work at PA. before i know it, i will be enlisting and i dread that day to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was my last week at PA, and i know i will miss all of them. they are really the greatest bunch of colleagues i could ever get. and my work would have been dull and all without all of them.:D wish them all the best in everything!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out almost everyday this week til my mom thinks that i m out being probably involved in some secret society gathering or something.hahah..hilarious. monday night went to see someone get her haircut and i must say it was a pretty funny sight.:P wednesday went to the airport to have dinner. had a great time sitting at the viewing gallery looking at "buses":P and hearing small kids scream AEROOOTRAIN. hahah:)&lt;br /&gt;thursday night had dinner at NEW YORK NEW YORK with my PA colleagues and had a fun time besides the fact that i was grilled like a kebab by all of them because stupid francis saboed me. after dinner we jus hanged out and and chat and all. then we headed to starbucks for coffee and sat around the merlion to carry on talking about life and the release of A's the next day!then in the midst of our merlion conversation, my dear fren miss cp had a panic attack . if u see this i know u will kill me, haha..but in ur call u sounded really frantic and all, that u got me all jumpy too!!!heheh. to think about it, it was really funny! must purposely poke fun at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday morning, went to the unlikeliest places,guan yin miao to pray because the release of our results was in the afternoon! but i must say our prayers were really answered coz both of us did well!:) even when i received the msg frm my teacher saying i did well i didnt even felt half as happy as when u called me and told me ur results, then i really felt happy, knowing u did well.:) (yay! dun need shave botak alr! :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after collecting our results and endless time wasted hanging ard in sch, with ppl asking u how u did, our class finally left for town, but then it started pouring like hell(lucky only rain after i collect my results..heh)&lt;br /&gt;after that some of us went to food court and sat there to chit chat till dinner time, and after much consideration we headed to seoul garden for a hearty and unhealthy dinner to kill ourselves just after we get our results. prob we wont live any longer if we were to keep eating that.we prob wont even live to go uni. after that went out for a drink and for the first time in my life, i think i was really drunk coz i was disorientated and all and i couldnt balance!!stupid drink called boston beach, alcohol content so high.:( i slept in the cab and the taxi driver had to keep poking me before i woke up. oh man..embarrasing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great week really, and i feel that everything couldnt be more perfect. from simple late night phone calls to having dinner at pasta mania with disgusting creamy chicken, or just sitting at the viewing gallery staring out at the "buses" or even going down to go temple to pray, sitting inside bugis junction shopping centre before all shops open and chatting and staring at the white clouds that are moving ,playing bishi bashi,and the extremely cheeko-peh spot the difference machine game in the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all just feels so right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like a missing piece to a jig saw puzzle. u complete me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just heard jay chou ju hua tai and i thinks its super nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你的泪光 柔弱中带伤&lt;br /&gt;惨白的月儿弯弯&lt;br /&gt;固住过往 夜太漫长&lt;br /&gt;凝结成了霜&lt;br /&gt;是谁在阁楼上冰冷地绝望&lt;br /&gt;雨轻轻叹&lt;br /&gt;朱红色的窗&lt;br /&gt;我依身在纸上被风吹乱&lt;br /&gt;梦在远方&lt;br /&gt;化成一缕香&lt;br /&gt;随风飘散你的模样&lt;br /&gt;菊花灿烂地烧&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容已泛黄&lt;br /&gt;花落人断肠 我心事静静躺&lt;br /&gt;被风乱 也微摇&lt;br /&gt;你的影子剪不断 独留我孤单&lt;br /&gt;在湖面神伤 花已伤完&lt;br /&gt;飘落了灿烂 凋谢的市道上&lt;br /&gt;冥冥不堪 手摸独樵&lt;br /&gt;愁心拆两半&lt;br /&gt;怕你上不了岸 一辈子摇晃&lt;br /&gt;谁的江山&lt;br /&gt;马蹄声慌乱 我一身的戎装&lt;br /&gt;呼啸沧桑&lt;br /&gt;天微微亮&lt;br /&gt;你轻声的叹&lt;br /&gt;一夜惆怅如此委婉&lt;br /&gt;菊花灿烂地烧&lt;br /&gt;你的笑容已泛黄&lt;br /&gt;花落人断肠&lt;br /&gt;我心事静静躺&lt;br /&gt;被风乱 也微摇&lt;br /&gt;你的影子剪不断&lt;br /&gt;独留我孤单 在湖面神伤&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-6199006620044352092?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/6199006620044352092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=6199006620044352092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6199006620044352092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/6199006620044352092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/03/time-flies.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-812642986203681644</id><published>2007-02-24T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T19:17:25.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week passed by so quickly..everything has been like a whirlwind. sweeping me off my feet.&lt;br /&gt;work has been pretty boring but somehow it just feels good to go there every morning. to see the ever-young mdm pek with her funny antics, the scurrying footsteps of ah heok and her frequent face popping up from nowhere to ask to eat tidbits. the ultra lame poh lian who makes jokes so cold that u dunno wat hit you. and my partner in crime,john, playing the bunny game, surfing soccernet,and the joke websites.&lt;br /&gt;anyw next week is the release of A's, i dread the day to come but at the same time want it to be over as soon as possible. i dunno how i did but all i wish for is that i can enter the faculty i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and francis lent me his new xbox game!!! so cool. contemplating to be a couch potato for the day!!! but srsly i need to go run more, havent exercised for like ages and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i m sorry for thinking too much and all. i m not too good with words, i know that u r in a very difficult position. but all i want to say is that the most important thing to me at the end of the day is that u r happy,everything else dont matter. and i will be there standing beside u no matter what. you will never face anything alone and just knowing that we both love each other is more than all the words in the world that can express for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything will be alright. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-812642986203681644?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/812642986203681644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=812642986203681644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/812642986203681644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/812642986203681644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-week-passed-by-so-quickly.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-117185383858982714</id><published>2007-02-19T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T10:57:18.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh going out to visit more people! so super boring :(...but the only perk is coz the house is at sentosa i guess. ha. CNY this year so far has been kind of a bore, felt that reunion dinner has kinda lost its purpose,everyone arrives, eats and leaves. there is not much interaction, no nothing. even though my normally empty grandpa house is crowded, the atmosphere is just lacking. i guess people just dun view kinship as that important anymore.&lt;br /&gt;alright shall go now to another day of visiting. :( yawns!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-117185383858982714?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/117185383858982714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=117185383858982714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117185383858982714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117185383858982714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/sigh-going-out-to-visit-more-people-so.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-117162749907461987</id><published>2007-02-16T19:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T15:47:26.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow..i really dun even know where to start from. basically this wk is one hell of a roller coaster ride for me.&lt;br /&gt;this yr vday was a special one for me. shant go into the details but i just have to say it was a great night, coz its just something i have never really felt before. and inside, i know that i have met someone amazing.&lt;br /&gt;haha..and to think of it, i m super inexperienced when it comes to stuff like these..i mean my friends alws come to me and ask me what to do, and you know..its alws so easy to give advice but when it comes to doing the actual thing, it becomes all so hard. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;time is running out and i cant stop the flow of time. but memories i can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is not measured by the amount of breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is CNY eve. somehow its just doesnt feel like it. no festive mood,nothing! oh wells..and i think applying for debit card is the biggest mistake for me coz i really splurge! :( just wasted 70 bucks on a xbox game yesterday. haha...CONTROL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright shall go slp again coz i m really tired after playing soccer. yawn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&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/21748379-117162749907461987?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/117162749907461987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=117162749907461987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117162749907461987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117162749907461987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-117108687921881908</id><published>2007-02-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T14:04:35.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubbing at dxo</title><content type='html'>went clubbing yesterday at dxo..i think the whole place is freaking over-rated. (on a random note i MUST include this,hahaha...cp looks like her aunt!!!) anyw when we reached the interior at 10 plus, firstly the crowd was pathetic and then they had this live band playing which kinda sucked and after that the music was really bad with only perodic injections of nice r&amp;b. but yest, i think most of us were pretty tired or something, coz we didnt like dance a lot too.. by then my knees were already aching. the only one that danced a lot was sasi...hahaha..cant get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;okay hilarious thing...coz girls had free flow yest night. so shu decided to let sasi try her drink. but who knows the minute before he could touch her glass, the bouncer ushered him out of the club demanding that he pay 20 dollars fine for drinking frm a girls glass.haha..luckily shu went to get him out of the mess or else i swear he will nv go clubbing again.not too good start for a first time clubber.ha.it was super funny.&lt;br /&gt;after that we left the club at ard 3. girls went to stay over and me and sasi went on a walking expedition. we walked to clark quay, sat down and jus basically chatted till 5 plus. it was wonderful chatting with him and it felt good jus to catch up and all.shall meet up next wk and accompany him to find a job!!!  after that we walked to raffles place mrt station and catch the first train back home. had a few hours slp and then went to apply for my POSB debit card!!! yay  then went to ATM to take out my first 50 dollars!!! :D and gave my grandfather coz he has alws been giving me like a lot for hongbao money, time to do my part!! feels so good that i have earned my first salary!!&lt;br /&gt;and man i havent bought my CNY clothes still! no time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..it has been a great wk so far. happy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-117108687921881908?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/117108687921881908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=117108687921881908' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117108687921881908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117108687921881908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/clubbing-at-dxo.html' title='clubbing at dxo'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-117093667912005899</id><published>2007-02-08T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:11:19.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahhh..finally reached home. so tired!! anyw..work has been hectic of late,that i feel like i m back into my soccer season,in which i was like a living dead.maybe thats why i have been really feeling rather listless and not talking much these few days. the work i m given is nuts. basically staring at countless numbers and trying to key them into one simple puny spread sheet. the best part is the figures NEVER tally. yes never. and once, it missed jus by 40 cents and that took me the whole day to look for the 40 cents. haha..FUN! (note the sacarsm)&lt;br /&gt;tml going clubbing. i think should be very fun coz sasi dude is going for his first time!!! haha..i cant believe he is a virgin clubber. i want to see him dance man coz woah, i swear if anyone saw him on music fest, they would understand. but too bad la dude the dance floor quite small, cannot do much.wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;watched once in a summer yesterday and i think the funniest part is the kind of pants he wear. oh man, it was not jus retro, it was auntish and srsly do they even still exist now, man i think they must have spent millions of dollars on the movie not for the show but for looking for ancient artifacts like the pair of pants. and i swear the korean guys love wearing that pants coz when the actor was in jail, one of the cell mates also wore the same freaking pants. really hilarious. it was quite an okay show and i really couldnt understand why my sis cried when she watched it. probably her tear gland got irritated or sth.&lt;br /&gt;okay actually i m feeling rather sleepy now..shall slp earlier today coz tml i think most likely wont get any slp coz i m sure they are going to club till late.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-117093667912005899?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/117093667912005899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=117093667912005899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117093667912005899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/117093667912005899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/02/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116904123836403383</id><published>2007-01-17T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T21:40:38.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>work and all..draining. but got to know tons of ppl. too lazy to blog full. talking gibberish. basically had a busy week. tired. from everything. i need a break. away from everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life.full of little surprises. make fun of u when u least expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take it in your stride. learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forest. tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choices in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark chocolates. bitter sweet after feeling. leaves u craving for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goals. your call.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leave slowly. into the dark. and disappear forever into the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116904123836403383?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116904123836403383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116904123836403383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116904123836403383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116904123836403383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/work_17.html' title='work'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116852439276835070</id><published>2007-01-11T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:06:32.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after work syndrome</title><content type='html'>i came back from work feeling all sweaty,tired and dirty and of course before that i had to rush down to recruit express to sign a contract for my job at PAP at kallang.simply hilarious. well this was wat happened. i think i was too kiasu coz i went down to 2 recruit express, one banking and one corporate sector one. in the end both got me the same job and now here is the dilema. i went down to orchard branch first and the consultant there called debbie was actually first to arrange me the job but in the end coz i didnt know i agreed to sign with elisa at the branch at shenton way. and here comes the situation. debbie called and started saying(dun believe me ask shu, she is damn childish the way she act, when me and shu came out we were like wow!) so after a long long phone call with her, i think at least 40 minutes. i had to turn down elisa and went orchard instead. and okay here's  the surprise.i went down there, and i swear she gave me the cheekiest grin ever. then okay down to business, 5 minutes into talking the contract, and we were off course. as in it became a chat and all this time i was like wow, this girl is older than me and a consultant so i m like this small little boy listening intently to instructions. then biggest shock, she is 18, and she comes from jjc. then we were talking about jobs, no wonder she needed me to go down so badly coz they had these quota to reach  and she was sooo way off. needed like 17 more and i was one to cancel off the numbers. okay stayed inside the room for like 45 minutes, literally chatting like old friends. wow, i  m sociable.ha.&lt;br /&gt;okay then back to the worse thing that happened.i swore if i was any muscular i would punch this guy down. we had to work at joel's dad company and all, then he brought along this guy who was a drop out from ACS barker. rich ass snobbish, thick skinned, thick until arrow shoot already will bounce back. oh my gosh he is so so so....arrgh i cant stand him. i swore i havent hated anyone since eons of yrs ago but he is THE ultimate. give an example: his name is called frenchescho(aiya sth like that la)&lt;br /&gt;frenchescho: eh ck( in american accent..plus a bit ah-bengish..rojak style), do u have a girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;ck: eh nah, dun have one.&lt;br /&gt;frenchie:why dun have?&lt;br /&gt;ck: i dunno?&lt;br /&gt;ck:(normal response qns) so wat abt u ? do u have a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: i have a few.&lt;br /&gt;ck: (shows the mmm..wow...okay)&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: coz u know i m not the boyfriend kind of guy. i very bad one, get into fights, drink smoke. but my girlfriends some are models one.&lt;br /&gt;ck:( smiles and nods his head in awe!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 2( in recruit express, he forced to tag along to look for job)&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: eh ck how ah, which address should i fill up, i have a few houses.&lt;br /&gt;ck: jus fill up the one you live in la.&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: aiya..nvm i tink i jus fill up my cousin's place&lt;br /&gt;ck: give the hur hur hur laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situation 3&lt;br /&gt;frenchie:eh ck..should i buy psp&lt;br /&gt;ck: eh anything lo..up to you&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: do u have xbox, ps/&lt;br /&gt;ck: ya have an xbox 360 which i barely touched.&lt;br /&gt;frenchie: oh u know i have xbox360 limited edition, xbox limited edition, the clear casing one, blah blah..yada yada...and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;ck: hahaha..okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay too much and i got no energy to carry on. so ya..basically sums up my day.shall have an early night. tml start work at 830. so yea..first day at work...go PAP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116852439276835070?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116852439276835070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116852439276835070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116852439276835070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116852439276835070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/after-work-syndrome.html' title='after work syndrome'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116847107390429526</id><published>2007-01-11T07:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T07:17:53.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK</title><content type='html'>yay! i m finally employed. thats all.  and though i know oky cant possibly see this post till 2 weeks later, but all the best for army!! :D&lt;br /&gt;the time is 7.10. and i m stoning in front of the computer waiting for work to start. on a seperate note, i saw a funny joke.&lt;br /&gt;whats the difference btw a coconut and a peanut?&lt;br /&gt;one nut is bigger than the other.&lt;br /&gt;okay it is actually lame. but i m in a semi conscious state now and basically i m jus typing gibberish now. yay!&lt;br /&gt;okay, thats all folks. time to bath!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116847107390429526?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116847107390429526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116847107390429526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116847107390429526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116847107390429526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/work.html' title='WORK'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116832338514135900</id><published>2007-01-09T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:19:04.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>da best show</title><content type='html'>lost is really so damn good. man!i need to watch wat happened next after episode 6. and kate is like super lucky to have 2 guys willing to sacrifice everything to save her. its like wow.&lt;br /&gt;okay leaving in 15 minutes to go for my interview. wish myself all the best.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;if one day u feel like crying,call me. I dont promise that i will make u laugh, but i can cry with u. If one day u want to run away-- dont be afraid to call me. I dont promise to ask u to stop.but i can run with u. If one day u dont want to listen to anyone;call me. I promise to be there for u but also promise to remain quiet. But one day if u call.and there is no answer;come fast to see me. Perhaps i need u.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116832338514135900?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116832338514135900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116832338514135900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116832338514135900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116832338514135900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/da-best-show.html' title='da best show'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116821507739258719</id><published>2007-01-08T08:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T08:11:17.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;At the Beginning-Ron &amp; Hermione&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/nj79noB9e8M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/nj79noB9e8M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was watching sexy back by justin timberlake, dunno where is the link btw this and sexyback. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116821507739258719?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116821507739258719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116821507739258719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116821507739258719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116821507739258719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/at-beginning-ron-hermione-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116818145970818458</id><published>2007-01-07T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T22:50:59.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goals</title><content type='html'>recently i have been constantly asking myself, what have i actually completed and achieved in my 18 years of life. and as much as i want to say many things, deep down i know i have done nothing. i told myself before, that when my A's ended, i swear i find a good job in a bank and pays well and work hard towards my goal of earning my first million by 28. and look what i  have achieved, a stupid job at toys'rus doing stock taking with a bunch of O'level students who cant make it to jc. sorry if i have insulted any of them but yea,thats how irritated i m with myself.&lt;br /&gt;things that i constantly try to get it right i never ever get it.and hell right,it finally made me start thinking. i have been chasing the wrong things in life all this time, esp the 2 years in jc. things that i know i can never ever get, maybe not in my whole life. i have grown accustomed to the fact, and my sis tells me, dun think this way but come to think of it, i think its the most important factor. so i gave it some thought. maybe its just what my life is gonna be. and i sort of straightened out my thoughts. why go for something so superficial, so unreal. something that changes 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;from now on, that shall be removed from my dictionary...forever maybe. i shall focus all my energy on work and army and university. i shall start by going down tommorow to look for a job at shenton way even if it means going down to many offices. i shall first start with recruit express,banking and legal sevices. i shall work towards my real goal. my ultimate goal. thats where my life will lead me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116818145970818458?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116818145970818458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116818145970818458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116818145970818458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116818145970818458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/goals.html' title='goals'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116798730998258614</id><published>2007-01-05T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:55:10.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Brian Mcfadden &amp; Delta Goodrem - Almost Here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/6YkKbOmmGkY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/6YkKbOmmGkY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116778721691363510</id><published>2007-01-03T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T09:25:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lala</title><content type='html'>.......wake up to a beautiful sunny morning, and a brand new day awaits.&lt;br /&gt;Dream away everyday&lt;br /&gt;Try so hard to disregard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with chris,cp,eu and oky yest. havent seen the "arsehole", chris, for eons. hahha..had a whale of a time at minds, walking to marina square jus to play daytona,bishi bashi and crazy taxi. a pathetic dinner that cost 48 bucks, sotong so small that u needed a magnifying glass, oyster egg so salty that it seemed like it was soaked in the dead sea before serving. stingray dry like constipated shit. and kangkong in such minute amounts that we would probably be better off ordering small to see how much smaller it can get? maybe one stalk. chicken wings in minds cafe that took so long to serve that prompted chris to say, maybe they are waiting for eggs to be laid and maybe they are killing the chicken now. hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the end of the school holidays, school reopens( not that i have any), suddenly feel so much at a loss, because for once,life is really aimless, there is no purpose. nothing to dread every morning when i wake up. taking my nice hot bath at 645 when i m freezing from my damn cold aircon(even now the air con is not cold anymore). making a 50m dash to the bus stop at exactly 710 so that i will catch my bus. boarding 13 and hoping mr chow dun see me so that i dun get another relentless nagging from him regarding house com. reaching school when everyone is going for assembly. standing in the confusing assembly lines which have seemed to erode with every single day. listening to the boring announcements, yet inside hoping that assembly will still drag longer coz u didnt want lessons to come. dragging ur heavy feet to the classrooms. making urself sit as far as possible away from the teacher so that u might be able to catch some sleep or talk to the person beside u when things get so dry and boring. sound of the bell( supposed to have) which is alws welcomed because at least u get to move ur arse. then our favourite breaks, in which we would rush down to grab noodles preferrably(our staple diet)and smiling at the noodle shop aunty who is super nice and she compliments by calling u xiao cute cute.( not that its worth a mention) gossiping during breaks, doing pull ups. bell rings again. once again drag ur heavy feet and now stomach to lecture halls, making a rest stop at the bookshop to grab newpaper and sweets so that u would be attentive in lectures.along the way wave to some ppl u know. in the lecture hall, ur sweets get passed around till u are left with one strand of sour power but its more of funny than anything else.( in primary school u would fight till they puke out everything and get ur semi liquid sweets back) bell rings again. u come out of the lecture hall feeling so fulfilled. not that u have learned anything from the lecturer but from ur frens who have updated u about all the newest gossips in school. u feel enriched. then now asking around from those ppl who have copied the lecture notes. normally from the girls coz their handwriting are more eligible. lunch break. going to weekly 7-11 outings on monday. buying cup noodles, milk, orange-SACS,talking at the top of our voice whether we wanted sacs, and lotsa little tidbits like cuttlefish, to spill on the floor upon opening to feed the ants. its the best day of the week for those little micro-organisms living on the 7-11 floor. but sometimes, not willing to lose all of it, the occasional urge to pick all of it up and leaving the ants dangling with anticipation that maybe some crumbs might drop. the long walk back to school under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;the friday outings to pizza hut, eating to our hearts content and playing truth or dare in which i alws happen to lose and do stupid dares like asking for a random girl's name. then the short journey home, looking out of the bus window, dazed in thoughts, listening to the mp3 player playing the same song over and over.&lt;br /&gt;thats life in jc. well for my class. and yes, a little part of me inside miss school even though on somedays, the stress can prove to be unbearable, with cca's and stuff. but i think it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are days in life when you look back and savour moments, but waste no time cause memories alws remain as a part of you but time doesnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where you are seems to be&lt;br /&gt;As far as an eternity&lt;br /&gt;Outstretched arms open hearts&lt;br /&gt;And if it never ends then when do we start?&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;Or treat you unkind&lt;br /&gt;I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;And with a tear in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Give me the sweetest goodbye&lt;br /&gt;That I ever did receive&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward and arching back&lt;br /&gt;Bring me closer to heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye and just fly away&lt;br /&gt;When you comeback&lt;br /&gt;I have some things to say&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel to know you never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;When you get home&lt;br /&gt;There must be someplace here that only you and I could go&lt;br /&gt;So I can show you how i&lt;br /&gt;Dream away everyday&lt;br /&gt;Try so hard to disregard&lt;br /&gt;The rhythm of the rain that drops&lt;br /&gt;And coincides with the beating of my heart&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never leave you behind&lt;br /&gt;Or treat you unkind&lt;br /&gt;I know you understand&lt;br /&gt;And with a tear in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Give me the sweetest goodbye&lt;br /&gt;That I ever did receive&lt;br /&gt;Pushing forward and arching back&lt;br /&gt;Bring me closer to heart attack&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye and just fly away&lt;br /&gt;When you comebackI have some things to say&lt;br /&gt;How does it feel to know you never have to be alone&lt;br /&gt;When you get home&lt;br /&gt;There must be someplace here that only you and I could go&lt;br /&gt;So I can show you how I feel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116778721691363510?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116778721691363510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116778721691363510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116778721691363510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116778721691363510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/lala.html' title='lala'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116761902056351152</id><published>2007-01-01T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:37:00.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007</title><content type='html'>fireworks can light up one's heart..but once its over..the sense of darkness and emptiness fills the air...gone is that beautiful glow..gone is that moment of smile on everyone's face...in our desperate attempt to relieve the experience, we always overlook the simplest things around us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116761902056351152?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116761902056351152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116761902056351152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116761902056351152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116761902056351152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116755580418341078</id><published>2006-12-31T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T10:38:27.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>funny</title><content type='html'>i swear i laughed off my chair when i saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what a guy said to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Ros, it has been scientifically proven that sugar dissolves in water, so please dun go out in the rain too much coz i cant lose such a sweet person like you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahahhahahahah. oh my gosh, i have never never ever seen anything like that before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 hours till the end of 2006. it has been a good year i say, many moments that i will forever cherish, never forget. soccer finals is one of them.stay overs in school with house comm.looking back at my past entries, i relieved the experience of my yr 2 life all over again.&lt;br /&gt;got to know many great people in my jc life. glad i got to know more people in the class better. i miss many many things. and i know some which i will never get it back.never.maybe thats my only regret. bye 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi 2007. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the year ahead be a joyous,fulfilling one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116755580418341078?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116755580418341078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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clubbing for the first time since i turned 18, and i must seriously say it was quite fun, it was like unleashing this ck i never knew existed.haha. well, had like 4 drinks, dance like mad till my knees hurt big time. tho when i first went in, i was completely overwhelmed by the smoke, the flashing lights, the ground pounding music. but once i grew accustomed to it, it was like whoa, realli cool. well out of the 6 of us that went, it was instantaneous and realli obvious who were the going to be clubbers and who werent. ash and cp really knew how to dance well, shu as an experienced clubber were obviously way better than the rest of us( i mean we 4 noobs), while the rest of us were lets just say, noob. eunice as she said herself, danced like mumble. seriously. haha. and we have the unmovable zr. oky didnt really danced until the later part. well me, i was jus moving. but i think i would prefer going to pubs then clubs, coz my whole idea is jus to drink and chill, clubbing can be rather taxing at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbed till 2 plus, came out of the place, feeling i have went partially deaf. then went back to eu place, in which we talked a while , and i STILL havent finish watching prison break episode 13, i m at the 18th minute. then all the girls fell aslp so we were not allowed to stay in the rm. went to the living room where oky played with the com,  and i caught like 300 plus winks. left at 645. and now today when i went home, whole body was aching slightly particularly kness, and the alcohol like gotten into me coz i m really grumpy and cant think properly.ha. okay shall stone somemore. and new year's coming. oh man, time flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't here you leave&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how am I still here&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to move a thing&lt;br /&gt;It might change my memory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to call my friends&lt;br /&gt;they might wake me from this dream&lt;br /&gt;and I can't leave this 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title='clubbing'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116704454175397649</id><published>2006-12-25T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:36:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love actually</title><content type='html'>oh man, i swear love actually is like THE BEST ROMANTIC COMEDY i have ever watched. its like this compilation of love stories, of people falling in love, people falling out of love. i thought the sweetest one was the one with the writer and his house keeper. they didnt understand each other's language, and the part when they said they loved each other but both didnt understand, that was like oh man. haha. watching this show and listening to the sound track really evoked back certain memories...sad memories of the christmas 2 years ago. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the writer and the housekeeeper( an excerpt from love actually)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AURELIA: and maybe later you will take me home&lt;br /&gt;( she points to 6'o clock on the watch and mimes driving. he nods yes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAMIE: my favourite time of the day, driving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AURELIA( in portuguese) :the saddest part of my day, leaving you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its true, the trouble with love is.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry xmas to all out there, and may all find your true love this christmas!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with love is&lt;br /&gt;It can tear you up inside&lt;br /&gt;Make your heart believe a lie&lt;br /&gt;It's stronger than your pride&lt;br /&gt;The trouble with love is&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't care how fast you fall&lt;br /&gt;And you can't refuse the call&lt;br /&gt;See, you got no say at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I was once a fool, it's true&lt;br /&gt;I played the game by all the rules&lt;br /&gt;But now my world's a deeper blue&lt;br /&gt;I'm sadder, but I'm wiser too&lt;br /&gt;I sworeI'd never love again&lt;br /&gt;I swore my heart would never mend&lt;br /&gt;Said love wasn't worth the pain&lt;br /&gt;But then I hear it call my name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time I turn around&lt;br /&gt;I think I've got it all figured out&lt;br /&gt;My heart keeps callin'&lt;br /&gt;and I keep on fallin'&lt;br /&gt;Over and over again&lt;br /&gt;This sad story always ends the same&lt;br /&gt;Me standin' in the pourin' rain&lt;br /&gt;It seems no matter what I do&lt;br /&gt;It tears my heart in two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116704454175397649?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116693987313315011</id><published>2006-12-24T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T13:57:53.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for goodness sake stop forcing me</title><content type='html'>i  m sick and TIRED of hearing my mom relentless nagging of asking me to eat more, how much does she want me to eat, like 3 bowls of rice or sth. for goodness sake i tink she should jus give up the idea that  iwould grow anymore, cos i already have and i m jus sick and tired of her saying its because i dun eat enough. arrgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116693987313315011?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116677761188949055</id><published>2006-12-22T16:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:56:15.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22nd dec</title><content type='html'>yest, food gang went out for the first time since A's ended. haha..and actually we arent that much of a foodie but i aint got any idea why we call ourselves food gang.&lt;br /&gt;went to play bowling, arcade, and dai dee in the food court in those small tiny weeny cards zr bought from the states for eu. and of coz who can forget the mind sapping, energy absorbing love life reading from guru chiu, which of course is me myself. when i first did it in sec 4, we were young and gullible, and duh, of course to us, at that time, these stuff seemed real to us. but now i guess we aint that foolish anymore.&lt;br /&gt;after which we went for a movie, "the holiday", which i would say it was sweet but somewhat predictable. and seriously i hate to watch these shows during christmas season, cause all i can think of in my mind after these shows is a snowy romantic christmas which obviously aint the case, coz for a start singapore doesnt snow.&lt;br /&gt;and dun think i m some weird ass freak, but i think that oldies romance are the sweetest love stories cause, when you are old, looks becomes secondary, what really exists is true deep meaningful love, and that love is pure. truely pure. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, on a seperate note, i suppose fishing tml is gonna be a hell of a task,firstly, we all are noobs. okay, there aint a secondly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming, not that i even celebrate it but yea, its coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clubbing next week, which i tink would be a complete hazard cause none of us are experienced clubbers, so i suppose we wld jus be blind sheeps drinking orange juice and milk and knocking into ppl while they are dancing, and totally feeling out of place. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i swear, prison break is the best best show ever. its so intense, that i can barely catch a breather, i have like watched finish 12 episodes of season 2 in 3 days, and man, i want MORE!!!!! man, its jus getting so exciting and frankly speaking, i think i will never ever dare step into US after watching the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty back to playing football manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is like a whirlwind, simply sweeps me off my feet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116677761188949055?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116677761188949055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>okay, for a start i m slightly irritated because of what some ppl do. not because of anything but because i believe friendship takes precedence over many things in life. well that is so for me but prehaps not for others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was bored this morning so i was flipping through my 16pf report, (it has gotten all dusty), and seriously, i think the report is like my best friend, truthfully and accurately depicting who i am. i hate to agree on certain points but well hell yea, thats me. i dunno this few days maybe coz of the rain, i have been feeling realli moody, or is cause of my lack of exercise which is supposed to produce serotinin, and blah blah blah. anyw, i tink most prob i would be going for a short trip to m'sia with either my family or maybe house com. well, shall see abt that. december is gonna end soon and i will soon be working i hope. before you know it, a'level results are out and before you know it, its time for army. mixed feelings about it really, both scared and excited after yestday relentless horror stories of oky and eu( both of whom come frm uniform groups). haha...but i tink i will survive. at least, maybe barely. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i shall be a happy man, yes man, coz i can drink legally, club legally and okay i dunno wat else can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life after A's can be a bore cos its so unfulfilling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lately, I've been wonderin&lt;br /&gt;Who will be there to take my place&lt;br /&gt;When I'm gone, you'll need love&lt;br /&gt;To light the shadows on your face&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fallIt would fall upon us all&lt;br /&gt;And between the sand and stone&lt;br /&gt;Could you make it on your own&lt;br /&gt;If I could, then&lt;br /&gt;I would&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;Way up high or down low&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;And maybe,&lt;br /&gt;I'll find outThe way to make it back someday&lt;br /&gt;To watch you, to guide you&lt;br /&gt;Through the darkest of your days&lt;br /&gt;If a great wave shall fall&lt;br /&gt;It would fall upon us all&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope there's someone out there&lt;br /&gt;Who can bring me back to you&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my heart&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my hope&lt;br /&gt;Runaway with my loveI know now, just quite how&lt;br /&gt;My life and love might still go on&lt;br /&gt;In your heart and your mind&lt;br /&gt;I'll stay with you for all of time&lt;br /&gt;If I could turn back time&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;br /&gt;If I could make you mine&lt;br /&gt;I'll go wherever you will go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116659043331498809?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>i m sunburnt, feeling disorientated, having a bad headache, slight fever and feeling moody. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;wat a start to the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116632644926286895?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116632644926286895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116632644926286895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116632644926286895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116632644926286895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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place just sucks. strewn all over the field are kite strings which u will, yes, U WILL ,trip over if u are not careful. a muddy field in which at certain point in time, i thought i was swimming in a swamp. maybe just no crocodiles. potholes everywhere, and stupid brainless ppl that jus run into our field to fly kite. YES LITERALLY, we should ask them go fly kite. anyw. they are like heeadless bunnies...run run run...oops come into ur field, all thats needed is a damn tree for those headless bunnies to crash into. sorry, that i sound harsh but when u are in the hot sun playing for 40 plus minutes and some idiot just run and block u from getting the ball a couple of times.hmms..it will take a miracle for u not to hang the bunny and dry it in the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw..i had a rather good game for most of the period but one stupid fatal mistake of mine lead to the build up of a penalty. oh my gosh, my fren gave me the wah lau, wat the heck is that for look. man, i was realli low on confidence at that point. i knew if the guy scored the penalty, i would be like hated for my whole life and i will jus hide in a burrow and stay with the bunnies. (hmms whats is with bunnies) but still i felt ike shit the remaining of the match coz he still gave the look and i hated that look. man, luckily some of them encouraged me. and i m very thankful for tat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as i thought the whole match was peaceful, no fights, after the match fight again. wah lau, we should jus be called the fight club la, wat bumblebees. every match confirm fight one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i reached home,  iwas so tired that i completely forgotten i  had to go for the 3G, house com thingy in school. some gathering and dinner, until my house juniors and called me..hahaha, then i quickly changed and rushed down at 8 plus, by then they had finished dinner but still we had some games and stuff. then some of us were watching this video of our handover, man, i seriously missed those days. i m not so close to some of them which i used to be in the past coz of my soccer commitments but i will certainly not forget all those fun i had. it was like another chapter of my life, closed....forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well...i am still deciding if  should go for the house com malaysia trip on the 28, 29 and 30th. sounds fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year is gonna end soon..real soon. someday we will all look back to this two years and say to ourselves. i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the doors are closing I'm tryin' to move ahead&lt;br /&gt;And deep inside I wish it's me instead&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are empty from the day, the day you slipped away&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that&lt;br /&gt;I've been fighting to let you go&lt;br /&gt;Some days I make it through and then there's nights that never end&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could believe that there's a day you'll come back to me&lt;br /&gt;But still I have to say&lt;br /&gt;I would do it all againJust want you to know&lt;br /&gt;That since I lost you, I lost myself&lt;br /&gt;No I can't fake it, there's no one else&lt;div 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match----3G'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116606205848017956</id><published>2006-12-14T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:07:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyday is playing day</title><content type='html'>well i havent been able to blog for the past week coz, one, i have been rather lazy and secondly, i always come back so late that  i am too tired to blog. anyw these past 2 weeks have been fun, going out almost everyday till my wallet is really virtually empty now. left with left 70 bucks as of today for the rest of the month. man, this is sad. so much for eating good food and nice ambience. billy bombers(really nice food), seoul garden, some chinese restaurant, fish and co. okay i m really becoming a spenthrift. yesterday luckily i spent only 7 bucks eating lunch and paying for the match referee.  in the morning went out with sasi to watch deja vu, it was one heck of a confusing, out of this world show, nice but makes no sense. half the time i was trying to figure out what the heck happened. a dead woman can become alive. okay bascially its a confusing show, and i was thinking if eunice didnt understand james bond, she shld never watch this show. hahahaahah. after the movie, had lunch then went for our soccer match. it was one hell of a whopping. i have never loss so terribly in my entire freaking life. it was so humiliating. firstly i believe it was contributed to the fact that our team kept scolding f#$$ at each other. scold and scold and scold. wah lau, like that how to play, no team unity at all. and actually i m seriously quite sian i have to keep playing left back, when i know i will contribute more as a left winger. well i alws have to accomodate to others and sometimes i am just sick of it. arrgh. okay, nvm, we have a match again this sat and hope it will be better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw, the past week events include, going for prom in which the food wasnt worth 98 bucks at all. wasting 400 plus bucks on clothes that i will most prob wear once in my life. my sister buying me an xbox 360, which i have not touched since last week coz i m bored of the games. my mom buying me a new computer which is really really good and pretty cheap. going out to play bowling, watch happy feet,which by the way is not just some kiddy film for kids to watch. it has a hidden meaning. playing arcade. explains the rapid loss of money, killing 2 bear cubs accidentally cost me a dollar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, guess i have to work soon so that income will start flowing in. man, times pass by really quickly. it has been 3 weeks since a levels were over. this year is going to end soon and a new chapter of my life is gonna begin. army life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay!!! i am 18, i can go clubbing, i can drink and i can watch m18 movies. woohooo!!! so what if the world sees me as a small kid, i have my ic to prove!! ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, this quote which i saw somewhere but i cant remb where is realli nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"life will end, but love doesnt"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116606205848017956?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116606205848017956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116606205848017956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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in the end stupid rain...match got cancelled. sigh sigh. no extra pocket money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;past two days went out till 10 plus and reached back ard 12 plus...online till 3....expecting this kind of life all the way baby!!! haha...well, had fun at minds cafe on thur, played the usual same old game but it jus seemed that there is alws this funny stuff that will come out no matter even if we played the same game. well surprises. then night time went to vivo city...didnt realli see wat the big impact it was supposed to create..jus like any other shopping centres..exactly like the one at marina square and suntec. night time talking under the stars and "meteor" cable cars. well i supposed the highlight of the day was when shu shouted out o**y or s** so loudly. and then we had a group of ppl walking past us looking at us. well i certainly had a sex education talk yest...all kinds of funny stuff came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and i feel bad, realli bad about sth...wont further elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zr, i wont tease u anymore!!! haha...jus as long u stop calling me fat! and have a nice long econs s on mon!!!! hahah :p when oky and hongyi is out...u will still be in sch writing 3 essays!! i "feel" for you. rwealli i do. hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy...and i hate typing resumes! and my sis is gonna buy me an xbox for bday!!! yeeha!!&lt;br /&gt;next wk parents overseas i suppose i wld most prob go mad.&lt;br /&gt;still need buy prom suit!!! oh no oh no!!! a lot of things to do..but who cares!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A'S OVER OVER OVER OVER!!!!! yea yea yea!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you take a life do you know what you'll give?&lt;br /&gt;Odds are, you won't like what it is&lt;br /&gt;When the storm arrives, would you be seen with me?&lt;br /&gt;By the merciless eyes of deceit?&lt;br /&gt;I've seen angels fall from blinding heights&lt;br /&gt;But you yourself are nothing so divine&lt;br /&gt;Just next in line&lt;br /&gt;Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you&lt;br /&gt;The odds will betray you&lt;br /&gt;And I will replace yo&lt;br /&gt;uYou can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you&lt;br /&gt;It longs to kill you&lt;br /&gt;Are you willing to die?&lt;br /&gt;The coldest blood runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;You know my name&lt;br /&gt;If you come inside things will not be the same&lt;br /&gt;When you return to the night&lt;br /&gt;And if you think you've won&lt;br /&gt;You never saw me change&lt;br /&gt;The game that we all been playing&lt;br /&gt;I've seen diamonds cut through harder men&lt;br /&gt;Than you yourself&lt;br /&gt;But if you must pretend&lt;br /&gt;You may meet your end&lt;br /&gt;Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you&lt;br /&gt;The odds will betray you&lt;br /&gt;And I will replace you&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you&lt;br /&gt;It longs to kill youAre you willing to die?&lt;br /&gt;The coldest blood runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;Try to hide your hand&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to feel&lt;br /&gt;Forget how to feel&lt;br /&gt;Life is gone with just a spin of the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Spin of the wheel&lt;br /&gt;Arm yourself because no-one else here will save you&lt;br /&gt;The odds will betray you&lt;br /&gt;And I will replace you&lt;br /&gt;You can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you&lt;br /&gt;It longs to kill youAre you willing to die?&lt;br /&gt;The coldest blood runs through my veins&lt;br /&gt;You know my nameYou know my name&lt;br /&gt;You know my nameYou know my name&lt;br /&gt;You know my name&lt;br /&gt;You know my nameYou know my name&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116446600809161672?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116446600809161672/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116430135291902192</id><published>2006-11-24T00:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T01:02:33.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A LEVELS OVER</title><content type='html'>i havent been updating coz of stupid a levels...now that its over!!!! neeed i say more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome to 2 years and eight months of no studies!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116430135291902192?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116430135291902192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116430135291902192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116430135291902192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116430135291902192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/11/levels-over.html' title='A LEVELS OVER'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116081414604958483</id><published>2006-10-14T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T16:22:26.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3753.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, there lived a couple. zirui and eunice. to cut it short. they exchanged vows, kissed and gave each other rings...(in the picture). we are the ring bearers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3753.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3753.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chris is a punk. and why does everyone want to stunt my growth???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/da25scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/da25scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see...again one more person who is stunting my growth. what's wrong with the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3759.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3759.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;easily...time magazine picture of the yea&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3762.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3762.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;r. title..." Fencing lindy"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls pls pls...3AS...grow taller...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i46.photobucket.com/albums/f146/e_unice/IMG_3767.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my papa and mama mog( the second mom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;due to time constraints i shall continue later. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116081414604958483?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116081414604958483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116081414604958483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116081414604958483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116081414604958483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/part-2.html' title='part 2'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116080967359324246</id><published>2006-10-14T15:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T15:17:33.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/CIMG5119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2f63scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/2f63scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2f63scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broad daylight bullying!!! happy pw family. with AUNTY HO.( LEFT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/CIMG5146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2f63scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2f63scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/CIMG5121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2f63scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/CIMG5145.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5146.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG BULLIES!! BOY GIRL BULLIES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/CIMG5145.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116080967359324246?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116080967359324246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116080967359324246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116080967359324246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116080967359324246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/farewell.html' title='farewell'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-116003049813438233</id><published>2006-10-05T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T16:53:49.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Snow Patrol- Chasing Cars music video&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/mWkDzPGUjwE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/mWkDzPGUjwE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;man..this song is nice, then this guy video like in movies. quite sweet man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-116003049813438233?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/116003049813438233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=116003049813438233' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116003049813438233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/116003049813438233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/10/snow-patrol-chasing-cars-music-video.html' title=''/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115943772611371439</id><published>2006-09-28T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T18:02:06.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>i'm so damn freaking depressed. i really dun noe how to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115943772611371439?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115943772611371439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=115943772611371439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115943772611371439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115943772611371439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/09/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115923489216349956</id><published>2006-09-26T09:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:41:32.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i still think this looks like a beetle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/Picture%207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/Picture%207.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this looks like a beetle. it does. dots, with legs a pair of feelers. in what way it doesnt looks like one.!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning blogging. afternoon going for soccer match with a half not yet recovered ankle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to chasing cars for i think 10th time since last half an hour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115923489216349956?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115923489216349956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=115923489216349956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115923489216349956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115923489216349956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-i-still-think-this-looks-like.html' title='and i still think this looks like a beetle'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115923452743303853</id><published>2006-09-26T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T09:35:27.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing cars</title><content type='html'>man, this song is really good. chasing cars by snow patrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;We don't need Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say&lt;br /&gt;How I feel Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;All that I am All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes,&lt;br /&gt;They're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world&lt;div 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cars'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115901406208256451</id><published>2006-09-23T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T20:21:02.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>man oh man</title><content type='html'>okay...so i went to play soccer today and it completely sucked big time. man, a few months without playing soccer and really, all touches are gone. i couldnt even execute any tricks properly without, 1.) falling on the ball 2.) giving away the possesion of the ball 3.) scoring an own goal 4.)blasting the ball over fence. worst still, i couldnt even string basic passes, all i could do is lose the ball lose the ball and lose it again. :) worst still, we are having a match next tue against some other team and man, i think i am gonna flop.  even worst still, i twisted my ankle today really bad. can barely even walk now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past two days had been board games more board games and oh ya, toilets trips during board game sessions. and of coz who can forget the EXTREMELY "good show" called john tucker must die. i tell u, its "SOOO" GOOD that if u happen to have nothing better to do with your life, then go ahead, watch it. man, paid 8 freaking dollars when we could have watched other shows and i wont name names. :) hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay and now i have band of brothers to watch..its sooo good. prelims is over, quite happy but the tot of having to start mugging for A's is so....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells, shall enjoy myself for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115901406208256451?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115866795012778258</id><published>2006-09-19T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T11:32:44.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am almost there</title><content type='html'>haokay...i havent blog for close to a whole whole whole whole month. and since my dear FREN eunice keeps asking me to write sth coz i presume she has nothing to read so i shall comply, and for goodness sake stop making fun of my blog name. its not like i had any other choices to make.&lt;br /&gt;okay...left one more bio mcq paper and i am done for prelims...yes so close yet so far. but its not like i care, coz i m already blogging and playing now.&lt;br /&gt;well lets see, prelim so far has been not tooooooo good. especially for my econs which is what i HAVE to depend on. and i swear cp and eunice if dun stop calling me econs machine, and also stupid christopher, i will drown them at sentosa on thursday if we realli do go. of coz drowning chris would be a slight problem coz it is difficult to imagine him going down to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;thursday is goona be fun, i tink. but for some its not the case, if mr chong zr ,mr ong kheng yong happens to read this, this is my sinister smiley face to you both. :D. not so sinister tho.&lt;br /&gt;and zr stop deceiving yourself that u enjoy to study on a hot thur afternoon for your econs s. your wife, Eu, IS WAITING FOR YOU. haha. also your husband who take econs s with u....very sweet.&lt;br /&gt;okay, now...tuesday i have a friendly match against dunman high boys and it was a coninuation from the previous match which we got kicked out of the school compund and a guy broke his hand, nearly fight, i got a bruised leg coz some stupid ass hole kick my leg and it bled. i still don't know who did it, but i suspect is the right winger who seems to want to wallop me up. must win those bunch of people the next time, coz we drew the previous time.&lt;br /&gt;and then and then, our A's is in a months times. die!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for now..let me enjoy some time. listen to some jazz..like michael bubu...drink some red wine...and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115866795012778258?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115866795012778258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=115866795012778258' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115866795012778258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sth. talked about the last days of hitler and his socialist regime. really entertaining as it goes into the darkest days of the regime, inside his bunker in the city. shant go into detail though, but it was a good show. left me very intrigued about the second world war. those darn movies like saving private ryan or band of brothers are all some stupid hollywood production which lacked the true intensity of a war, and it does not explore the real human nature, only barely potraying some vivid descriptions. and all the 2nd world war movies we have watched is from an american point of view and never from the German's perspective. haha...social studies should come to use...therefore it is a biased source. the movie truly uncovered the reluctance of the soldiers and how some were into fervent idolism of hitler which robbed them of all rational sense. however it also went deeper into the story, of how hitler was in private and not in the public, he was a warm and gentle person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this phrase by hitler " if the war is lost, then it is of no concern to me, if the people perish in it, i still would not shed a single tear for them; because they did not deserve any better".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i m getting all historical..but its good entertainment...and some funny pictures i found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/untitled%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 375px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px" height="284" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/400/untitled%202.jpg" width="396" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/untitled.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/400/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115390821259074728</id><published>2006-07-26T17:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T18:03:32.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whats left of me</title><content type='html'>okay..its been long since i last blog coz well, i just dun tink there is so much stuff i can blog abt anyw. lets start with 2 wks ago? got my test results back...well there is a significant improvement for my econs...from an O in ct1 to a B this time...probably coz i love econs way toooo much..hahah...yea ppl say it sucks but i find it...nice. :) and then comes the other 2 subjects...maths...still a freaking O, its like a curse or sth.... and bio still a E. pretty upset bout it esp prelims is like 1 mth plus away..but u noe...life goes on...and u carry on mugging ur ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got a BOE...sucks...but yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...i dun noe if sthing is bugging me real bad but it jus seems that in recent times i realli enjoy times in vs...those realli realli realli happy and mad laughters...those wacky days with sasi,kwong yuan and jfoo. crapping times with zirui and yuan jian. i realli miss those guy times...sad thing is that in my 2 yrs in jc life...i found myself losing my character. i've changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i feel that stimes things just do not happen for me...one probably coz i am sooo timid and then coz i seem realli childish which i probably am but m not realli. anyw..i think that i m just not suitable for anything like that. and today when jfoo told me abt sth...its that kind of feeling that makes me think...so wat in the world am i doing to myself. perhaps i m  not capable of anything like that..i am daunted by that worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, now i guess all that matters is my A'levels isnt it...time to hide myself in a burrow and disappear from the world..haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i like this song by nick lachey...the lyrics are nice and so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch my life, pass me by in the rearview mirror&lt;br /&gt; Pictures frozen in time, are becoming clearer&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another day stuck in the shadow of my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... 'Cause I want you, and I feel you, driving underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;Like a hunger,&lt;br /&gt; like a burning,&lt;br /&gt;to find a place I've never been&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm broken, and I'm faded I'm half the man I thought I would be-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; But you can have what's left of me&lt;br /&gt;I've been dying inside, little by little&lt;br /&gt;No where to go, but going out of my mind, in endless circles&lt;br /&gt;Running from my self until you give me a reason for standing still&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want you, and I feel you, driving underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;Like a hunger, like a burning, to find a place&lt;br /&gt;I've never been&lt;br /&gt; Now I'm broken, and I'm faded I'm half the man I thought I would be-&lt;br /&gt; But you can have what's left of me&lt;br /&gt; It's falling faster, barely breathing&lt;br /&gt; Give me something to believe in&lt;br /&gt;Tell me it's all in my head&lt;br /&gt; Take what's left of this man&lt;br /&gt;Make me whole- once again&lt;br /&gt; 'Cause I want you, and I feel you, driving underneath my skin&lt;br /&gt;Like a hunger, like a burning, to find a place&lt;br /&gt;I've never been Now I'm broken, and I'm faded I'm half the man I thought I would be&lt;br /&gt;- But you can have what's left of me&lt;br /&gt; I've been dying inside, you see&lt;br /&gt; I'm going out of my mind, out of my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm just running in circles all the time&lt;br /&gt;Will you take what's left,&lt;br /&gt;will you take what's left will you take what's left of me?&lt;br /&gt;Running in circles all the time-&lt;br /&gt;will you take what's left,&lt;br /&gt;will you take what's left,&lt;br /&gt;will you take what's left of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115390821259074728?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115278975574254657</id><published>2006-07-13T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:22:35.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Zidane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/9b7Yk7tpY64"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/9b7Yk7tpY64" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;the magic lives on man...he is truly the best in the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115278975574254657?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115278889216640114</id><published>2006-07-13T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:08:12.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;ZIDANE a new way to solve problems.. make it like zidane&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/js0vOgjBfD8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/js0vOgjBfD8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;problem solver&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115278889216640114?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115278873667334841</id><published>2006-07-13T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T19:05:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i did a zizou</title><content type='html'>cant freaking believe the italians won...one, they play boring footballl unlike germany, two,they look all so greasy like they came out from saudi arabia mining for oil then poof!!... they become soccer players. i bet if u try to squeeze them dry u can have enough oil supplies to power s'pore electric board for a least a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha...nvm the italians won but the headlines wasnt them winning the world cup but that infamous zidane headbutt on marty-razzi. he should have known not to offend zidane..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;based on that incident a new vocab has been added to the dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zizou: in italian it simply means headbutt as a retaliation to whoever who call me names. like wish my family die or, aiya anyone die or call me a terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;usage:&lt;br /&gt;he insulted my mama so i gave him a zizou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in french it means pure stupidity knowing that its the last match of your career and still go head butt others....get red card still nvm...wat if concussion coz the italians all look so muscular...then his head would not just be bald but squashed also. i tink he miss heading the ball after his career ends so he decide to once and for all crack his head on the chest of materrazi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zidane will still leave a legacy tho...for both good AND bad reasons.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115278873667334841?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115202320069147368</id><published>2006-07-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T22:26:40.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>small kids</title><content type='html'>oh man...i nv knew small kids were actually sooo adorable until i went to the childcare center to help out....oh man...they would come and hug u and stuff and then show their cute little innocent faces. well i have learnt the perfect language to talk to small kids...no words involved..jus say "yish bish jeesh" and they laugh non stop and the next thing u know a hoard of them come rushing to you and chase u ard the center. man...i miss those small kids..it was realli a fun experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay...saw this article on life....realli hilarious.here goes.." i know there has been a lot of talk to speak good english and since english like Rooney's littany of curses, is an evolving language. i will make it a fun learning experience for you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remb there are only 26 letters in the alphabet, last letterZ. rarely u would use it so if it pops up twice..it is realli sth impt and truly special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) zidane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "Zidane" means an object that is old and yet shows so much sign of lifeit becomes new again. its like the 5 day old bread u are supposed to throw away but, mixed with strawberry jam. its delicious. the origin of this word is french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usage: "this Zidane is so useful i cannot flush it down the toilet yet"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now my inspiration stroke me so i came out with a few new words myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) cisse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "cisse" refers to an action. like breaking of a leg twice in a year. and both legs to be precise. and at important times of the year..maybe like before world cup for a soccer player. also like the above..the word is of french origin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usage: i can believe i have cissed during the car accident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) ronaldo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a "ronaldo" has many meanings...in brazilian's language it simply either means soccer prodigy or big flab of fat doodling. in portuguese, it means a bloody traitor or a cry baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brazilian usage: i have a ronaldo on my stomach..man..how the hell do i get it off!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portugese usage: stupid guy, he is a freaking ronaldo...sold me out to alex ferguson./ dun be such a ronaldo...cry cry cry and cry...all u know is to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till then...i can only think of 2 words..shall try to expand some more....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115202320069147368?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115184996232567402</id><published>2006-07-02T21:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:19:22.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ct</title><content type='html'>oh man...well cts is over...i reali have no idea how well i did this time except that kinda screwed up my maths...hmms...oh wells... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had quite a bit of fun after the cts, went out with my class, had some okay dinner at fish and co and who can forget the absolutely laughable time at the settlers cafe..(if i m not wrong). well for a start i can certainly recommend a highly entertaining game...called green and red apples( TRY IT OUT!! u will get the fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day, on thursday went out with chris,zr,cp and eunice to this game place at cinelesuire, the one at the top, it was a complete waste of money..initally i tot it was quite worth it. we booked a whole rm down with an xbox and two coms.&lt;br /&gt; here goes...com, no games....only stupid online crap. xbox...u can only pick a game a time into the room..that costs us 20 bucks!!&lt;br /&gt;but had quite a hilarious time watching "she's the man", where eunice and cp were watching it the 2nd time. but it was not jus some crappy chick flick...it was realli pretty good. then again when i saw amanda bynes play soccer..oh man, how i missed soccer. i kill to play soccer again..on the field...man the passion for the sport is just overbearing.  yea..i  missed it.&lt;br /&gt;well at last there's some hope...probably i can play for my cc and get paid 10 bucks for it. not bad...a good deal...money and soccer....ah...good things can come in pairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had medical checkup for ns on friday....it was total crap...i had a freaking pes b...why?!!! coz the guy said i had a slight flat foot!!! my gosh!! since when in the world did i have flat foot..its not like i had flippers or sthing...its jus less of an arc thats all...and for that he wrote off my pes a and gave me a pes b. whoa&gt;....great!! and that day tons of vj ppl came for the checkup..mostly sports ppl and they all had pes b too...haha...such irony..the freaking IQ test was like to bore u out or make u slp or sth. i stayed in the computer rm doing those qns for almost an hour and a half. the most irritating part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after each segment of qns..pops out this stupid sentence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U MAY TAKE A REST OF 1 MINUTE BEFORE U TAKE THE NEXT TEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see this like 10 times and u swear u would take the computer and throw it out the window. it was tons of qns after qns. the only fun one was where u had to press the num pad quickly...thats all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the soldiers on duty there were like "so friendly"..there barely gave u a look when u give them stuff, when u say thanks and be polite and nice, they give u a snort like they think u are some stupid inferior beings. then again, me, jevon, ivan and ben were saying, a bunch of people who are deferred from army to be a bunch of clerks sitting behind the counters to hide their pretty face from the gruel training and the tough life shouldnt be too proud much less snort at people like us. we guess its jus fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing some community work tml...helping some cute little kids at a childcare centre...hehe...should be fun and meaningful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to engage in long hours of movies....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brazil lost.....shocking!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but germany won!!!......exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;england lost.....should be around time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;portugal through.....works of wonders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isnt it a beautiful game!!!!....ah the wonders of soccer :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-115068590763810186</id><published>2006-06-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T10:58:27.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cool pics...</title><content type='html'>in the midst of all the mugging...some pictures jus nv fail to entertain.... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115068590763810186?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115068590763810186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=115068590763810186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115068590763810186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115068590763810186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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time. i noe...sad life. but have to make up all the time lost when i was happily training in soccer.&lt;br /&gt;haha..so many movies i have watched...but only a few realli left me a deep impression..here are the following......&lt;br /&gt;1) jersey girl---by ben affleck and liv tyler...if u wanna count j.lo,coz she died after 15 minutes in the movie...(okay it is supposed to be sad) anyw..great show..reflects how a successful Ben Affleck is willing to give up his career for his small kid( very cute girl...who wouldnt...for her age..she likes "Dirty Dancing"!!) and of coz for liv tyler. the shows also tells me why BENNIFER did not happpen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) the constant gardener....by ralph fiennes and rachel weisz?&lt;br /&gt;sad show....lots of politics...uncovers the the truth behind those big b*#*tard American Conglomerates and their conspiracy. in the end the show ended with Ralph Fiennes being killed by the hired assasins who also happened to kill his wife. the only difference..he sat there waiting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)the interpreter...by nicole kidman and sean penn.....&lt;br /&gt;again another diplomatic show set in the heart of the United Nations...again assasins from Africa.... i tink i will never go to Africa in my life....after watching all these brain-washing shows.(seems to me that they like to use Africa as a problematic country)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How to lose a guy in 10 days...by kate hudson and matthew something....&lt;br /&gt;i swear i put up a strong resistance before being dragged down by my sis to watch this what i tot would a cliched, brainless love story again. but to my utmost surprise...i enjoyed it pretty much. like all...okay most...love stories...girl ends up with guy in the end after endless obstacles and barriers...cliched part. what was enjoyable was the plot...of how one guy wanted to win a bet by dating her and the girl wanted to lose the guy by doing all the wrong stuff girls do in relationships and then write a report in some girl magazine. lots of funny and light hearted moments. laughter is endless...seriously!! after watching all those killing ,diplomatic shows...a change in taste is GOOd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVIES are the best source of entertainment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i jus found out sth recently that is pretty shocking.!!! oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw...i found this COUNTRY song by keith urban rather nice...surprising...its supposed to be the theme song of "How to lose a guy in 10 days"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new wind blowing like I've never known.&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathing deeper then I've ever done.&lt;br /&gt;And it sure feels good to finally feel the way I do.&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm letting go of all my lonely yesterdays.&lt;br /&gt;I've forgivin' myself for the mistakes I've made.&lt;br /&gt;Now there's just one thing, the only thing I wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhhh! I wanna feel the sun shine, shining down on me and you.&lt;br /&gt;When you put your arms around me, you let me know there's nothing in this world I can't doooo...I used to run in circles going nowhere fast.&lt;br /&gt;I'd take one step forward end up two steps back.&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't walk a straight line, even if I wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;mmmmhmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you...&lt;br /&gt;.Woah here we go now!... WOOO! ... Yeah!!...&lt;br /&gt;Hey wanna love ya baby. uh huh... ooh no...Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna feel the sun shine, shining down on me and you.&lt;br /&gt;OOOh.When you put your arms around me, well baby there ain't nothing in this world I can't dooo....Sometimes its hard for me to understand, but your teaching me to be a better man.&lt;br /&gt;I dont wanna take this life for granted like I used to do.&lt;br /&gt;no no...I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you&lt;br /&gt;.I'm ready to love somebody, love somebody like you. mmmm..&lt;br /&gt;.I wanna love somebody, love somebody like you... yeah.ha ha!&lt;br /&gt;Hey ..I wanna love ya baby! WOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;uh huh.. yeah....Oh yeah. WOO! Oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night,&lt;br /&gt;Shinin' like it's true.I wanna be the man that you run to whenever I call on you&lt;br /&gt;When everything that loved someone finally found it's wayWanna be a better man&lt;br /&gt;I see it in you yeah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-115042668581672630?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/115042668581672630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=115042668581672630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115042668581672630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/115042668581672630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/06/mugging-sucks.html' title='mugging sucks!!!!!'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114879917814276393</id><published>2006-05-28T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:52:58.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are the champs!!!</title><content type='html'>esctatic...emotional...that was how the win against mj was during the soccer finals. trailing behind for almost the entire match..we scored 3 goals in the last 4 minutes of extra time to overcome the 2-1 scoreline.&lt;br /&gt;we could not control our emotions afterwhich..tears fell. i would realli nv forget this match in my whole life. we realli had a taste of a blend of feelings all in 84 minutes of the soccer finals.&lt;br /&gt;the stupid damn 4th official did not allow us to stand up in the dugout area...when we equalised, the minute we ran out onto the pitch..mr tan literally flung us back into the dug-out area.&lt;br /&gt;please note the word used. flung... yes flung. we were helpless against his strong and muscular arms as we found ourselves flying back into the dugout.&lt;br /&gt;stupid 4th official.&lt;br /&gt;when we won..mr tan's metal character virtually melted..his raw emotions exposed...he broke down..into tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/tan%20crying.jpg" width="346" border="0" /&gt; tears of joy, disbelief, and happiness to the max. &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/153033297_6500bde48e_t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 88px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" height="161" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/153033297_6500bde48e_t.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;need i say more.&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/team%20photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/team%20photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the champions. vjc soccer team 06.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was certainly a night all victorians will never forget.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/153487043_ced3a6d4b3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/153487043_ced3a6d4b3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the cup that we all yearn so much. all our hard work, training, sweat, blood and sacrificies we made. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;it was all worth every single minute.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/153487118_96677d852e.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i will miss soccer. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;to the vjc soccer team 06. memories lasts forever. thank u all. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114879917814276393?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114879917814276393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114879917814276393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114879917814276393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114879917814276393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/05/we-are-champs.html' title='we are the champs!!!'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114810809636553292</id><published>2006-05-20T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T14:56:54.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer finals</title><content type='html'>the long wait is over....we have marched straight into the finals...winning 8 games straight and only 1 more will seperate us from the must desired championship cup. we must take our sweet bitter revenge on mjc who stole that cup away from our grasp last year. vjc we will bring it back home this year.!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh man...the adrenalin rush and the strong desire to hold the cup is simply insaitiable. we shall for now stay focused.&lt;br /&gt;hai...handover for house com is over...jus wanna say..thank u for all the wonderful memories u have gave me during these 1 and a half eventful year... my life would have been a bore if not for house com&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/DSCN0782.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 365px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/DSCN0782.jpg" width="296" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yea. i m so gonna miss the days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house com 05.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/1600/DSCN0787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 368px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/8151/2202/320/DSCN0787.jpg" width="368" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;house com 06&lt;br /&gt;now we are handing over to a bunch of nose diggers?!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw...wish them all the best!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;support vjc soccer next thursday..jalan besar stadium. see u there!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114810809636553292?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114810809636553292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114810809636553292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114810809636553292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114810809636553292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/05/soccer-finals.html' title='soccer finals'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114757183521333051</id><published>2006-05-14T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T09:57:15.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last house com stay over.i tink</title><content type='html'>well..my 1 and a half yrs in house com has been filled with lots of memories...certainly most that cant be erased. thursday night was our last official stay over as house com 05 before the hand over on mon. well a lot of ppl turned up. and i must say it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;after like everybody came, we went to play floorball in the hall...woah..okay there were moments of violence exhibited by some people. haha..but in the end because our team seemed to be trashing the other team...they had to resort to 3 people standing in front of the goal post to block our shots..haha..hilarious. after that, took like a small break beforeplaying captain's ball and they seem to marvel at the fact that me being realli small can jump realli high.hmms...&lt;br /&gt;after playing for a while we all got pretty tired coz it was alr like 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;had a bath and headed to watch movies in t11. in the process, we had a mad bunch of girls who were singing "the song that never ends" continuosly for 1 hour..veri noisy!!!haha..&lt;br /&gt;in the end we watched the stupid show "bring it on", wah lau..watched it like million of times and it was a stupid bimbotic show...haha..&lt;br /&gt;after the stupid show most of them fell asleep except me, weishan, ruth and alan. so ruth and alan decided to watch ice age..stupid show again...haha..so weishan  and i decided to go check out the slide we saw the other time when we were roaming ard the sch. in the end we found out the slide was too damn steep and thus too dangerous to slide down..haha..so in the end we headed back to classrm to watch ice age. bored. we resorted to playing scissors paper stone, pepsi cola and even checking out the ppl who were snoring. my analysis of the different kinds of snore left weishan and ruth laughing non-stop. well disturbing the peace..ruth threathened to throw my hp..veri violent person..haha. after that..coz it was realli boring, me and weishan headed out onto the swing to rest. we sat and talk and swing until we finally fell asleep...for 15 minutes. the sun was then out slightly. so we headed back in to slp on the cold hard floor. froze to death literally. again we slept for only 45 minutes coz realli it was too freaking cold. so both of us decided to head out to walk ard.had a nice 400m walk on the track talking and crapping. it was realli enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;after that headed back to concourse to hear lim hong and weishan play the piano while some of us played cards.&lt;br /&gt;after that went out for breakfast at macs. yeps that was the end i guess...&lt;br /&gt;i m so gonna miss the fun in house com.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114757183521333051?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114757183521333051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114757183521333051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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yesterday..haha...well at least i broke my own record..i talked on the phone from 830 to 230 to someone who said she didnt know anything. so we both broke our own record for talking on the phone for the most number of hours. 6 whole hours of non-stop crapping. i had to hid frm some corner in the room to the store room downstairs to avoid being seen by my mom. in the end i stayed in the toilet. okay i have to say it was hilarious especially when we got disconnected 3 times.one was because she accidentally pressed the cancel button. one was because my phone bill was going to explode and the other was because while using my sister phone to talk, the batt ran out. that was how long we realli talked..oh my gosh. haha...i should be proud of myself for achieving a new record.haha..now i m realli sleepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114699825553824421?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114682809872995812</id><published>2006-05-05T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T19:21:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a fun and hilarious day!!!</title><content type='html'>okay shall start off with the wonderful soccer match! we won srjc 7-0. wonderful game and even though i didnt start because of my lacklustre performance before, i came on as a sub right in the second half and i tot i played pretty well except i was flying virtually everywhere when the sr players shoved me. still i had fun in that game.. and the 1st team players were saying that at the rate we were playing, they might be benched instead..haha..so fantastic thursday!&lt;br /&gt; today started off pretty sad..had to announce e house com results and i was realli sad to put hongsheng out. of cozi tried my best but faced severe opposition. everything ended all sad and teary eyed for some houses. it was sad indeed. but all is over...we have handed over.&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed out for lunch and i initially tot i could join my class for a movie but how i know they got the 1 o clock show. so in the end it was useless. so i hanged out with the house com ppl. after lunch..apparently it seems that they tink i m involved in some scandal with 2 noms and purposely made fun of me. fine! but i was merely mixing ard with everybody. and they say that understand coz i was undergoing puberty. haha..funny!&lt;br /&gt;in the end most left and so it was only me, daryl, stella,ruth and eunice. we initally wanted to go suntec but on flipping a coin, we decided to head to siglap. then eunice decided to read book in lib..so she left. now me and daryl and ruth and stella. on our way to sigalp daryl said he wanted to go home and take a nap first and cycle there. so ended up jus me with ruth and stella. oh my gosh..this 2 are the craziest ppl i have ever seen. we laughed thru out the journey until we could feel our stomach muscles.haha...and then we missed our stop and had to walk there...hhaaha. ruth had a bruised knee so we laughed at how if she were to walk there she would end up on crutches on monday. and stella was absolutely slow balancing and walking on the narrow pathway.&lt;br /&gt;anyw in the end we ended up in cafe cartel coz thet had cosier seats as compared to hagaen daas.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed inside there for virtually like haf hour b4 decidind wat to buy.seriously we laughed at every single crap we could tink of. it was the laugh till u fall off the chair. so in the ended up buying this ice cream known as tropicana BOMB. oh gosh.. they dared me to say and so when the ice cream came..i said wow...what a big BOMB in front of the waiter...we laughed and laughed and laughed. forgot when we even stopped lauging. oh... i remb..to eat the ice cream. in the end we left as some dance girls came in and ruth felt a bit awkward for not going out with them. so we headed back to parkway.&lt;br /&gt;then we carried on laughing until our cheek muscles were well toned. :-)&lt;br /&gt;then we headed to mph to buy some stuff and hanged ard laughing again. left abt 6..but oh gosh..it was realli a damn good time together with these 2 mad girls. haha...might be going out soon again to watch some moive!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea..it was fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114682809872995812?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114682809872995812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114682809872995812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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frens and stuff. had tuition in the morning..afterwhich headed off to meet hong shen and lydia...came to fetch me on a cab..on our journey we had pretty interesting conversation and of coz not forgetting how lydia keep slapping my cheeks from her back seat. lydia is indeed violent..haha..and the two of them are realli like small kids..tickling each other, pinching each others cheeks. well...ursa noms..wat can i say.&lt;br /&gt;reached the beach and it was quite a good turn out realli..abt 20 ppl went i tink..first we played beach soccer...of which only girls can score. then wat followed was hilarious...we made fun of ruth's ability to score. so in the end we set a new rule that if ruth scored it would be equivalent to 8 goals..if i scored it would be 1/8th of a goal. haha...ruth proved us wrong after that new rule and she scored 4 times to beat MY team with weishan in it somemore... we were left wondering....&lt;br /&gt;after that she fell in love with soccer.&lt;br /&gt;then we played volleyball..actually i mean looking at the ball and see ppl hitting it..that was wat  i did the whole time. so i got bored and sat aside with hong shen, lydia, stella, lim hong,debbie and clayton. we decided to bury lydia and bloody hell she kept laughing non- stop until the sand keep falling apart..but it was certainly fun..haha&lt;br /&gt;after that we headed to burger king for lunch..me, lydia and lim hong shared a coconut which cost 4 BUCKS!!!! then initially i was counting stella's love life and then so all of them come to watch..but stella was so blur that she made me flopped 3 times b4 getting it right( now it seems she have learnt how to do and is my disciple =)) and then she told me she wasnt tinking of anybody...waste my time!! haha.. next on the line was ruth! this one was complicated..apparently she had a whole list of them.haha...wont name names...well apparently scandals can start off veri fast in vj. well after one not enough..not convinced she asked me to do a few more times..i was freaking exhausted shuffling the cards la...then i deciphered ashvin's love life..hehe...apparently he thinks some girl frm his house com is "hot" and pretty.. hmm...wont name names again!! after that deciphered hong shen's one...wah lau this guy is a freaking flirt as seen frm his cards. hai...wat can i say.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously had tons of fun deciphering theier love life..it was a hilarious experience.after that a few of them left but we continued our journey to the beach..&lt;br /&gt;initially we played touch ruby..but in the end most of us got bored and then we just sat ard in a circle..a few of us..me and weishan were desperately thinking of this moulin rouge song..well we have a common liking for this song called "elephant loves medley" . attempts to sing it, we failed badly.&lt;br /&gt;so we just sat ard.&lt;br /&gt;then me and stella joked ard non-stop and we did absolutely stupid stuff...one, threw sand at each other..two..attempted to see wat is the difference betweeen a guy's and girls leg. operation code name..sand attack!..we put sand on each others leg and found out that since guys had more hair on legs..sand tend to trap there..while for girls..it just slips off.haha...three...tried to build a sandcastle with our bare hands..in the end it looked like a big ice kachang with a moat ard it..haha...we laughed non- stop ..it was seriously damn dumb..then we added windows to it by poking our fingers into it...after which we decided to see if we put our hands through could we reach other's hand since the sand was so compact.dumb also because we destroyed our "Castle".&lt;br /&gt;four..we raced to see who could bury brian's hand the fastest until the sleeve...we kept cancelling each other out coz we kept stealing each other's sand..well apparently sentosa has not much sand u see. five...carried on irritating each other by throwing sand at each other...i threw at her leg and she threw in to my body...i was so sandy at the end of the day..i tink i could form a small playgrd with the sand on me.haha..=)&lt;br /&gt;after that we changed out and headed for dinner. and i must say kaixiang and andy..i m soo impressed with them for completing a biathlon.&lt;br /&gt;we went to the hawker centre at harbour front..where most of us ordered char kway teow, an extremely oily pile of stuff. after eating, i socialised with the few juniors left. most frm my house of coz..besides stella, jason, brian. the talking was soo fun..we looked at each others ezy link card and yes of coz laughters. laugh at my card..nvm.. most of them nv change that much besides one person...stella..woah!!! i nearly fell of my chair when i saw her p5 picture..it was just....wordless...we all laughed till our sides ached..no wonder she dun wan to let us see it. haha...of coz she whined..the next one was jason..it was not new to me coz he was frm my og so i have seen the pic b4. haha..but still..he was realli BIG..HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then we entertained ourselves and realli laughed non stop..it was sooo fun. then we classified ppl into categories..of coz only those there would understand wat i m saying. i am a loner, mugger, scandal king, couch potato. jing yi is normal. stella is blur queen.&lt;br /&gt;after that we went home and on the way to mrt station this african guy kept looking at me and stella coz we kept laughing when we looked back...i tink he wass ready to pounce on me anytime..haha&lt;br /&gt;i really had a fantastic time..and hmm...it wont be the last of it.. i think we are going out next wk again...yea!!!! really looking forward to it. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114645978193200581?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114645978193200581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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bored!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>okay..i m realli bored...havent gone out with any of my frens for i tink like 2 to 3 mths. i m bored to shit. my whole damn life is now going to school and training.i m BORED. i should realli take a break and just sit back and relax!!! fine sports day was a whole lot of mess...i screwed up my 100m race completelt coz i was realli tired from the training i had the day before. finished a disappointing 6th when the 3rd place timing was my heats timing. the feeling sucked when i was so far behind the 3rd guy. at least i was compensated when we got 2nd for the 4 by 100. it wasnt too bad! i guess sports day is officially my last big project for house com. its time for me to step back and the yr 1's will be in charge. my time has ended. sad but certainly welcomed. i m realliquite exhausted. but thanks to the house com ppl, life has never been more exciting and fun.&lt;br /&gt;and shuld i say..i m sick and tired of waiting...i should realli ought to do sthing. we shall just see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;tml match against cjc..hope to play!!!! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114515946251424846?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114515946251424846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114515946251424846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114515946251424846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114515946251424846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-bored.html' title='i&apos;m bored!!!!!!'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114333788671581488</id><published>2006-03-26T09:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T09:51:28.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>head of emptiness</title><content type='html'>well wat i can say...no hair on my head is certainly cooling..and of coz plus all the stares u will get frm people on the streets like as if u came out of detention camp or some prison camp or something. not forgetting the 2nd look frm the people in your own school. one look when they walk past u and the 2nd to take a closer look at u..its like they have never seen a botak before in their life. i got quite a bit of persuasion to do when i told my mom i was gonna go botak..well u see she is a woman of objections.&lt;br /&gt;the whole soccer team went to a barber at marine terrace to have our hair shaved off and it was certainly a funny sight.&lt;br /&gt;well i had a week of lots of downs and it was certainly not lifting my moods any up. but lets face it..life is just gonna get tougher along the way. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..on the other note i also learned something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i found out on the 3rd floor of the p.t there was a long slide down to the t.s.d block..hehe..found out when i was wasting my time walking around the school looking for fun places to go coz someone wanted to waste time before her training and i had become her personal entertainer. ya i m sure..but i tot we had great fun exploring the places in vj i would have rarely gone. and i didnt know that the school sold hot horlicks until she told me...see that is the how much i know of vj. we spent like an hour and a half exploring and crapping before i had to go for my trg first when her trg was supposed to start first. had my nafa that day!! well it was realli nt bad considering i had trashed my previous records for shuttle run with a timing i m still quite shocked..8.9s. whoa...haha.&lt;br /&gt;after trg jus nice when i was on the phone..she was gonna talk to me and i was persuading my mom to let me cut botak, my gosh i tink she stood there near the loft for at least 10 awkward minutes before she went down to the canteen. after that went down to talk to her..haha..she was hoping to see me go botak alr then but i didnt dare let farhan help me cut so..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realli hope everything would fall into place soon..my studies, soccer and otherwise. i cant afford to flop again this yr..and i hope to peak soon in my soccer coz i realli wanna play for the team in the upcoming tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have tons of tuition coming up..ah~!!! oh wells it for the best!!&lt;div 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emptiness'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21748379.post-114259374919691640</id><published>2006-03-17T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T19:09:09.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>house comm camp</title><content type='html'>just finished my house comm camp...i came home freaking exhausted...realli exhausted...nearly fell asleep while i was bathing. lets just say i spent only 3 hours slping for the past 2 days. but the camp was realli fun!!! on the first night known as our pre camp, me, daryl, ashvin went out for dinner after that went to lug 11 big boxes back frm giant to sch for our house store. at 1 plus, we went for night cycling and joyce, lydia and hong shen( my noms) joined us. sat at the bedok jetty and chatted under the stars!! next day morning had to wake up at 630 for trg. after trg back to house comm camp again!!&lt;br /&gt;got to know quite a lot of ppl!! during lunch sat with lynx(house bonding u see...but actually it is to cover up the small no. that turned up for my house initally) got to know a few lynx noms..wei shan, daniel, felicia and of coz my og kid jason. while other houses were engaging furiously in discussion abt house stuff..ursa and lynx were there playing cards!!! hahah...&lt;br /&gt;after that went to play some beach games..quite okay..wasnt realli that fun.. well i must say i m realli gullible..the whole grp of noms asked me over and i tot they were going to like throw water bomb or sth so i initially looked at their hands...empty! so i let down my guard and went forward a bit..so i tot they were realli asking bout dinner. then next thing i knew i was carried and dunked into the sea!!! gullible?&lt;br /&gt;went back to sch to clean up coz i had like peanut butter, flour and sea water all on me!!&lt;br /&gt;after that we went out for dinner, and on the bus trip, ppl like ruth, cheryl an all kept making fun of me...then as a defense mechanism..i called them chindians!! haha...i said their family origins must have been from somewhere near bangladesh!! then just as i was abt to get off the bus..i knocked against the top of the bus as i got off my chair...fine..more laughters....they said it must be a major acievement to have knocked that...mock my height again!!!!&lt;br /&gt;night time..we planned for them a scary movie first then off for night walk.. wei shan and ruth seemed realli frightened so i convinced the other comm members let them not walk. but the thing i jus cant understand is that why some comm members insist on asking them to stay in the classrm with ppl watching the movie when they were freaking terrified esp wei shan.. when we few were happily in the canteen playing cards. so in the end lent wei shan my mp3 to distract her frm all the scary sounds of the movie...so in the end me, cheryl,lydia,ruth,wei shan and hong shen( slping in his comfy slping bag) sat at the back of the class on the floor crapping thru out the moive..haha..major fun!!! after night walk..went back to t16 for some icomp videos..weishan decided to have the thrill of climbing out of the gate so asked me if i wanted to go to 7 eleven( and erm getting the oat milk) so both of us left t16 and went to the front sch gate...jus as we were abt to climb out...guess who came!!! mr robert yeo...came in a cab to the front gate of the sch...at freakinfg 3 plus!!! siao ah..so early come sch..so we ran towards the canteen and then we decide to hide in the tree house..only to find tons of ppl slping.then as we got down the slope wei shan slipped and fell! haha...then she was saying how bad things alws happen to her when she was going to do bad things!..haha..hilarious. finally we got out of sch..she climbed the gate..as we were walking we figured out it was quite far the 7 eleven so we decided to go to cheers at marine terrace..then in the end we got so sian so we walked in the middle of the road...haha..coz no cars.. then in the end we decided to scale the side gate and go and scare the ppl in y16 by tapping the doors...only to find everyone was leaving alr...hahah...&lt;br /&gt;then not feeling slpy..some of us went to the swing and talk crap once again..then in the end..sat on the swing until gong alr so we went to the concourse.cheryl and wei shan played the paino and me and ruth sat down to listen to their "music". initally we wanted to go to the sea to watch sunrise but in the end coz of our laziness again we decided to catch some slp. everywhere was occupied so i brought them to the loft to slp...it was freaking cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day played some games and cleaned up the house store...was half way falling aslp alr!!&lt;br /&gt;and i had a match later in the afternoon..so we broke camp at abt 1 plus..had lunch in the canteen and some of them were laughing at how i would fall aslp during the match and run off the pitch... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyw i  had the most fun in the camp...after that my match went quite well even tho i had mr tan screaming at me the first 10 mins of my match when  i got in. after that i tot i played my best match since i was in soccer..i had some good passes and had a few crosses and of coz the last minute penalty which i earned after a run in the box. =) in the end we beat vs 7-1...wheee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeps had a great wk so far! m happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114259374919691640?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114259374919691640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>house com interview 06/07</title><content type='html'>had the house com interviews on fri and sat...it was kinda funny coz there were realli some tense moments in the room. well all i can say that this yr, the applicants are seriously not bad...realli waiting to see who will make it thru to the next round!! oh and that me, in the holding room was a big mistake coz i tink i revealed too much stuff..haha and the ppl there loved to squeeze stuff out frm me. haha..&lt;br /&gt; fri night, me, both joyce's, daryl and ashvin stayed over in sch..it was realli fun...we had night cycling at east coast then we cycled ard the sch...oops i mean in the sch compund itself and then we had a night screening of the movie "cinderella man" in t16. it was like we were in the theatres..oh man and the show was good. i had a realli enjoyable stay. cant wait for the house com camp on the march hols and i realli hope it wont clash with my soccer camp. coz i wanna meet the yr 1's we are going to pass our posts to!! for my house havent realli decided yet coz there werent too much applicants and that most of them didnt come for the interviews..&lt;br /&gt;but still at least i got to know 2 applicants quite well...hong shen and lydia frm choir. they came to explain to me why they couldnt come and well can see they are potential candidates but still have to wait for after the interview on tue. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep..common test was quite a killer so cross my fingers and hope for the best!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114152168412835858?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114152168412835858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114152168412835858' 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frm my fren and here..i decided to share..in the middle of hard muggnig for my common test!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEW ELEMENT IN THE PERIODIC TABLE  &gt;Element : WOMEN&lt;br /&gt;  &gt;Symbol : WO+  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atomic mass : Accepted as 53.6 Kg; isotopes may vary from 40-200 kg. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Occurrence : Copious quantities in all urban areas. &lt;br /&gt;                             *PHYSICAL PROPERTIES* &gt;1. Boils at room temperature&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. Freezes without any known reason.  &gt;3. Melts if given special treatment.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4. Bitter, if incorrectly used.  &gt;5. Sweet as Honey if given a proper treatment.                             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*CHEMICAL PROPERTIES*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. Have great affinity for Gold, Silver and a range of precious stones and absorbs great quantities of expensive substances. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. May explode spontaneously without prior warning and for no known reason.  &lt;br /&gt;&gt;3. Insoluble in liquids, but activity greatly increases by that.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;4. Most powerful money reducing agent known to man.&lt;br /&gt;                            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*COMMON USES*&lt;br /&gt;&gt;1. Highly ornamental, especially in sports cars.&lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. Can be great aid to relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;*TESTS* &gt;1. Pure specimen turns rosy pink when happy. &lt;br /&gt;&gt;2. Turns green when placed behind a better specimen.                         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   *POTENTIAL HAZARD* &lt;br /&gt;&gt;Illegal to possess more than one, although several can be maintained at different locations as long as specimens do not come in direct contact with each other.                             *!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WARNING !!*   PROLONGED EXPOSURE TO THIS ELEMENT CAN CAUSE SEVERE FINANCIAL HEMORRHAGING AND MENTAL DISTRESS. BE CAUTIOUS. ABOVE PROPERTIES ARE SHOWN BY ALL THE WOMEN OF THE WORLD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21748379-114068576803528462?l=theworldknowsme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/feeds/114068576803528462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21748379&amp;postID=114068576803528462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114068576803528462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21748379/posts/default/114068576803528462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theworldknowsme.blogspot.com/2006/02/new-element-found.html' title='new element found???'/><author><name>ck</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03247641209436663949</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
