<?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-23104811</id><updated>2011-04-21T15:48:33.212-07:00</updated><title type='text'>And moving on just isn't working.</title><subtitle type='html'>hoping and wishing that you would love me too...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link 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slept the morning away.Aww so noble right.YEAH.And i watched this LIVE movie and boy was it hilarious.But still,congrats for getting everything that you wanted to say out.And went for lunch with the royalties and the commoner and fate was really teasing me man.Everywhere i go i see them.So since lunch took so long,i was late for tuition!Half an hour late.But the teacher doesn't mind so why should i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today has been a boring day.And at least i go things cleared up and i don't feel so bad anymore.In fact,i feel Great!Sorry guys,had to pang seh you all and the netball match for smth else,but still,go SINGAPORE!And see la,now i can't even shoot to try for that nice shirt.Imee,you better get it,then we SHARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im looking forward to tomorrow's ESCAPE outing.We're gonna go wild.WOoooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You're my everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-23104811.post-116514133211196169</id><published>2006-12-03T02:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:22:12.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woo.Finally the 50 Anniversary is over.All the rehearsals day after day just for that BIG day.And there were media and camera crew la.Great big event.Plus there was SM goh too!And we were supposed to wave at him but we couldn't coz his driver drove so fast. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,the school looked really extravagant.With all the bright lights and the banners,it was real cool.And the VIP seats had ribbons la.Compare that to the ordinary plastic chairs that the normal folks sat on.Well,i guess that's why they're VIPS.And there's such thing as V.V.I.Ps too.I really didnt know la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,finally it's all over.Everyone can rest now.So i'm off to watch HARRY POTTER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/206/2361/320/88651/30112006891.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And this is some random pic we took in the audi while slacking.We were waiting to see the full dress rehearsal and this two extras came down and we started laughing our asses off.Black and white!LOVE YOU GUYS.=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You came and destroyed everything.&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/23104811-116514133211196169?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-116455416721328326</id><published>2006-11-26T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T07:16:07.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The weekends are boring.Really really boring.But at least,it gives me time to rest.Look at what i have next week man.Mon-go out.Tues-Rehearsal.Wed-Tuition.Thurs-Rehearsal.Friday-tuition.Saturday-50th anniversary dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me a break.Never mind.Two more weeks and i'll be off to enjoy myself in Australia.Oh and i think i'm gonna screw A maths next year.I went for tution and i took 2 hours to do 8 logarithm sums.So yeah,that's practically what i did the whole of tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,i guess maths just isn't my forte.Who cares anyway.Now i shall go wait for the BIG match to start.It's gonna be a sight to behold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;These things i'll never say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116455416721328326?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116455416721328326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116455416721328326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116455416721328326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116455416721328326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/weekends-are-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116428679607638805</id><published>2006-11-23T04:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T05:10:55.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So just came back from training and seriously you can die doing shuttles when only 9 people turn up for training.Yes 9.Not even enough to play full court.And we were lucky today,there's a great big difference when you run 10 runs and 15 rounds.Half court was super tiring,i don't know why.Almost died cause i couldn't breathe halfway,and i was close to just lying on the floor.I was plain tired.It happens all the time.I'm a weak GA man.=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol and look at this wonderful conversation i had with Imee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:You know imee,my knee hurts alot nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Imee:Yeah! Mine too.It hurts over here.*points at knee*&lt;br /&gt;Me:DUH!That's your knee right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,i'm gonna bath and watch Amazing Race Asia.Frankly,it's not as nice as the Western one.Their challenges are so non-challenging la.Abseiling down inside a shopping centre from 8 floor isn't really that scary.But still,it's not bad considering the fact they got to ride in a go-kart.I want to ride in it too!I'm an aspiring Alonso.Lol.Nah,kidding.I'd ram the kart if i ever sat in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh,tuition tomorrow.Sucky Sucky Sucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for my long awaited tag replies.Sorry people.Guess i was super lazy.Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Cheryl&lt;/span&gt;:Yes i know.What an honour to have you tag my blog.You better come 3B i tell you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Aman&lt;/span&gt;:Lol you're right,i should be spastic.I'm the original spastic one.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Imee:&lt;/span&gt;Hello imeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.How's your kneee?MUAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Boonmay&lt;/span&gt;:ok done!=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Yiguan:&lt;/span&gt;Yes guan mama,i'm definitely going to your house one day!Stop BRAGGING about it.=)And yes it's nice to have a dad who's wayyy cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Jamie:&lt;/span&gt;hello!Done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Soonhao&lt;/span&gt;:hey soonhao!congrats on getting into 3a arh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Wumingwuxing:&lt;/span&gt;LOl shut up lar.Anybody will forget you lor.You don't give people a GOOD impression.Remember the deal arh,leave us and i'll slap you.=)&lt;br /&gt;tinghui:Yeah,but they got their own class people and i dun have!=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Arina:&lt;/span&gt;Lol we escaped.haha there won't be a next time,i PROMISE you.It's good to be independent you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Suddenly my life doesn't seem such a waste.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116428679607638805?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116428679607638805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116428679607638805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116428679607638805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116428679607638805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/so-just-came-back-from-training-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116412103807074058</id><published>2006-11-21T06:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T06:57:18.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So the posting results came out and i'm not one bit happy about it.Went to somewhere where no girls from my class went into.So as usual,i'm gonna be the odd one out next year.I really don't expect to make friends with that anti-social character of mine.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watched two movies in two days.Casino Royale and Step up.Both were considerably long movies and they were nice!The only thing bad while watching Casino Royale was that i had to pee badly at the end of the movie and i waited and waited for the movie to end but it took SOOO long to lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Step Up was nice too.But Channing Tatum looks kinda awkward in that movie.He looks better in She's the Man.Much better.And thank you  for skipping your OH so important training.Lol.I enjoyed the day.Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and can i appeal for no reason?Seriously,i want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,need to have an early night.I'm feeling sick.Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What if.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116412103807074058?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-116365495982594928</id><published>2006-11-15T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T21:29:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday was simply great.Woo!So the nine of them came over to my house and we had loads of fun!But really,i think i have a SUPER small house.So pai seh lar.Since there was nothing to do,we played carrom!Whereby some SUPER tyco people won it.Crap.And really when you ask the whole group a question,even though there's so many people there,no one seems to answer you at all.Trust me,NO ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you need to pass time,play carrom.It can go on and on and on.....So we just abruptly stopped the game and went to watch tv!Nice movie and all.Oh plus we really get bored easily.After watching just 1 movie,and seeing that the rain had stopped,we went to play badminton!and soccer!AND THE BOYS LOST.xD MUAHAHAH.or maybe it was a draw,but still,boys shouldnt draw with &lt;u&gt;girls&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that got ready for the bbq.Manly ying cong took an hour setting up the fire,which went out 2 hours later coz there was not enough charcoal.=)So obviously,the bbq was a total failure.Almost half of the food was raw so we kept it in my fridge.For me!And everyone went home on half-empty stomachs.It really seems like every gathering we have not everything can be a success.The previous time,it was the chalet,now,it's the bbq.Ha.Moral of story:Get better charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and now,not forgetting,all thanks to yc,russel and ryan,everyone is trying to make the toothpick fly.Concentration.Blea.Like what yc said,seriously you guys can get so fascinated over a pair of hands and two toothpicks.Well,that's my friends.They indulge themselves in cheap thrills.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,gotta go get ready for dreadful training.Sigh.Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For a moment,everything seemed right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116365495982594928?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116365495982594928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116365495982594928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116365495982594928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116365495982594928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/yesterday-was-simply-great.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116347217651477497</id><published>2006-11-13T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-13T18:42:56.526-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The days have been so tiring and boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training,tuition,piano,tuition,training.Gosh.This sucks.Holidays are meant to be holidays you know.But at least i still have the time to go online.&lt;u&gt;At least&lt;/u&gt;.And the A maths im starting to learn at tuition is killing me.The teacher goes too fast and im just so lost.Urgh Oh don't remind me of how i hate maths so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe B will slaughter me coz i missed two trainings last week.=)How absolutely wonderful.And yeah i guess people are right,i shouldn't be emo,i should be spastic!I'm the originally spastic one.xDEmo isn't good,it's just like putting a knife in front of you,waiting for you to kill yourself.So we should all be spastic.Spastic-ness is a virtueee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,i'm talking crap.What do you expect from me.It's 10 in the morning and im still half dead.Oh well,back to sleep.Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I will love you until my dying day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116347217651477497?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116347217651477497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116347217651477497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116347217651477497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116347217651477497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/days-have-been-so-tiring-and-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116306574306906479</id><published>2006-11-09T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T03:01:26.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh,the day just started out wrong.And i made a wasted trip half and hour and back all because i didnt know training was cancelled.What the hell.And this isn't the first time it has happened.But ah,i couldn't be bothered anymore.Nothing really matters much nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,i really enjoyed the chalet.It was way cooll.It turned out better than i expected!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/fire%20sparkers1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was tons of fun.Seriously.And it was the first time i went to Macs at 1am in the morning lar.Oh and i got brain freezed by my ice mocha.=)Had fun playing soccer and cards.Imagine,we could stay up for three hours just playing cards.Amazing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/cards.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But alas we were all dead beat the second night.See,really lar 24 hours without sleep can die.Maybe some people won't,but we did.=)But still,the chalet was a total success. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/sleepingxz7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,thank you everyone.For making this chalet such a wonderful and meaningful experience.LOVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/group.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Toodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Love is like a war,easy to begin,difficult to end.&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/23104811-116306574306906479?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116306574306906479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116306574306906479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116306574306906479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116306574306906479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-goshthe-day-just-started-out-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116306448341620514</id><published>2006-11-08T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T01:28:03.433-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was simply awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine,how much i was looking forward to it.And when the time came,i felt like someone trampled over me,every hope i had in me was so crushed.There was something missing today,the jokes,the laughter,and now everywhere i go i see the word vivocity,i get so infuriated.It was supposed to be a perfect day,but nothing went as planned,nothing at all.Everything turned out to be so frustrating,it was the worst day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after bidding goodbye,we went for coffee.And seriously it wasnt our day.I can bet my life on that.Everywhere people were smoking,and it just stank.No offence lar,but you don't know how others feel.And it was amazing cause we could just  sit there drinking coffee for like 2 hours.All of us were so depressed,i kept thinking to myself why it happened.Would history repeat itself if we did this again?I just felt so lost.Damn,i felt like numbing myself to death yesterday lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,enough emo-ness.I'm off to dreamland where everything goes as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My undying devotion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116306448341620514?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116306448341620514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116306448341620514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116306448341620514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116306448341620514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-was-simply-awful.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116256943420168023</id><published>2006-11-03T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T07:57:14.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well well, it's been quite a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had troubles sleeping yesterday.Maybe i'm suffering from insomnia.I mean how can be after training i sleep at night and i wake up and take so so long to fall asleep again. Sigh, it was torturous. And maybe tonight i will have troubles sleeping again, i don't seem to feel tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So woke up, got dressed and met them at orchard. Then we were like debating whether to watch death note, prestige or the guardian. Found out that death note was in jap so decided to watch the prestige since they thought that the guardian would be boring coz it would be about water again. Look at the UNSUPPORTIVE FRIENDS i have. Tsk tsk. So the movie was not bad, except that the scenes kept jumping here and there. It was quite long, like two hours, after which went walking around, and since i was rich today,well, sort of, i drank coffee bean! Yeah, it isnt everday i get such a luxury. And as usual, when people come asking for donations, my stupid friends started pretending to be busy women and started helloing on the phone. What the hell. adeline was the only brave one.Lol.Then after that, since we had nothing to do, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm sitting here, listening to my father rattle on and on about how my neighbours are so glued to the tv, and he's boasting that he doesnt watch tv.That's a lie i tell you.But yeah, it's fun to have a dad full of nonsense. Sometimes it just makes me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S FIVE MORE DAYS! XD i can hardly wait.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why do i even try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116256943420168023?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116256943420168023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116256943420168023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116256943420168023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116256943420168023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/well-well-its-been-quite-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116244220308069750</id><published>2006-11-01T20:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:36:43.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now for tag replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tinghui&lt;/strong&gt;: Tinggy pee, can't you say something else to make me feel BETTER?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tiffany&lt;/strong&gt;: Yeah i sure miss you and your curiousness..haha...without everybody, life won't be the same anymore.   Especially without you!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah&lt;/strong&gt;: Lol will miss you too!! The Mrt train sound..hahah...2b is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yiguan&lt;/strong&gt;: You're most welcome...Dearest Mama, i'll miss you...wah without you, life will be so glum man. No happy go lucky Mama around.haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ken&lt;/strong&gt;: SUPER BO LIAO. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheryl:&lt;/strong&gt; Royal princess sister...im gonna miss you...but never mind..no matter what happens,we royalties will still rule over the commoners.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alcina&lt;/strong&gt;: OF COURSE we will!!Let's make a date..no MANY DATES!! YAYAYAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Huilin&lt;/strong&gt;:Lol you always cannot come...YOUR FAULT LOR..haha yep...like wad i said..MANY DATES!=)&lt;br /&gt;me: who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;arina&lt;/strong&gt;: hey..i myself also dunno..im scared too..haha...well...i really dunno..maybe wait till she's less busy? But when will that be?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116244220308069750?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116244220308069750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116244220308069750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116244220308069750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116244220308069750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/now-for-tag-replies.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116244072877093721</id><published>2006-11-01T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T20:25:21.200-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, well, havent been blogging lately coz i've been so so busy. Holidays boring? My foot lar, i cant even take a break lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had lunch yesterday ALONE. Couldn't find anyone to go out with me. So so pathetic.Urgh. It was like everyone die die also must stay at home.So lonely me had my burger as my only friend. How sad. And yesterday supposed to go Vivo, but we mixed up the dates. Sigh. I was so looking forward to that outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/1600/Image035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now im wasting my time away at home, hoping that time will pass as slowly as possible. Because there's gonna be training later and i so simply detest it. Now, training is unusual WITHOUT scoldings. Every little thing also scold. What's more that was the FIRST training of the holidays. I can't imagine what will happen in the weeks to come. East Zone, it's all your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, off to dreadful training. Now, even god can't help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It was just wishful thinking on my part.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/1600/Image018(1).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/Image018%281%29.0.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/23104811-116244072877093721?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116244072877093721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116244072877093721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116244072877093721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116244072877093721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-well-havent-been-blogging-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116185213175573480</id><published>2006-10-26T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T01:42:11.763-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Love is like a violin.The music may stop now and then, but the strings remain forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dearest 2b,thank you for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You would be surprised at the things you never knew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116185213175573480?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116185213175573480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116185213175573480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116185213175573480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116185213175573480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/love-is-like-violin.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116177231404247280</id><published>2006-10-25T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T03:33:58.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Now let's see,we returned our option forms today.Hopefully i get into the class and want.And after that we watched this chinese movie and it was so touching till i teared.Seriously lar,i seldom tear.So you can imagine how touching it was.But as i said,those teachers are only 1 in a million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was the farewell for Mrs Chan.Her speech was well,nice.And although i spent half the time laughing coz of spastic people in front of me,i still heard a little of the speech.Touching?Maybe.But yeah,i guess lots of people are gonna miss her.There were tears of sorrow from both her and the teachers.Well,i guess everyone just has to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,went to BK.And we ate lunch for about an hour,and through that time,we counted 103 people who used BK as an UNDERPASS.Wad the hell lar.Haha they come in through one door,go out the other.Imagine if all these people ate at BK,BK would be rich man!But sadly,they used it as and underpass.So urgh.Never mind.Then after that since we were broke,and had time constraint,we went to the library!SO GUAI RIGHT.Nah.Rachel borrowed book but she read one page,look here look there.So damn long lar.I tell you one year also cannot finish reading.And since four of us were bored to tears,we took pictures,yeah in a LIBRARY.And i look horrible in all of time.But at least it helped us past time.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tomorrow will be the very last day i have with my wonderful class.I guess it's really hard to part.But life is so surreal,we just have to get on.But whatever happens,thank you to everyone of you in 2b.You've given me wonderful memories that i'll never forget.Special love and thanks to rachel,wan yin,adeline,yi guan,cheryl,tiffany,yan siang,azmi,hafiz and the list goes on.You guys have made my life so much more interesting.Without you,i wouldnt be so mad.No laughter,no joy.Thank you so very much and i wish you guys all the best!I know all of you sure score one.Coz 2b is the BEST and all of you are smart people.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The memories are forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116177231404247280?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116177231404247280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116177231404247280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116177231404247280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116177231404247280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/now-lets-seewe-returned-our-option.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116142858538572263</id><published>2006-10-21T03:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T04:20:20.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bold the statements that are true to you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Italise the statements that you WISH are true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Leave the Fibs alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then, ask 5 people to do the same test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss somebody right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do not watch tv these days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wear glasses or contact lenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love to play video games.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have tried marijuana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been in a threesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe honesty is usually the best policy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have changed mentally over the last year.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I carry my knife/razor everywhere with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm totally smart. HAHAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've broken someone's bones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm paranoid sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free of cost, and scar-free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I need money right now.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love sushi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk really, really fast.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have long hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have lost money in Las Vegas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have at least one sibling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have worn fake hair/fingernails/eyelashes in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I couldn't survive without Caller ID.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I like the way I look.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am usually pessimistic.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot of mood swings.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I have a hidden talent.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm always hyper no matter how much sugar I have.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a lot of friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have pecked someone of the same sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I practically live in sweatpants or PJ pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love to shop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enjoy window shopping.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I would rather shop than eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't hate anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm a pretty good dancer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm completely embarrassed to be seen with my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a cell phone.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I believe in God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watch MTV on a daily basis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have passed out drunk in the past 6 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I want to have children in the future.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have changed a diaper before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've called the cops on a friend before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not allergic to anything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have a lot to learn.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm shy around members of the opposite sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have made a move on a friend's significant other or crush in the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have tried alcohol before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I own the South Park movie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would die for my best friend.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think that Pizza Hut has the best pizza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have used my sexuality to advance my career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love Michael Jackson, scandals and all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Halloween is awesome because you get free candy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I watch Spongebob Squarepants and I like it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am happy at this moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I tie my shoelaces differently from anyone I've ever met.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I study for tests most of the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am comfortable with who I am right now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have more than just my ears pierced.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I walk barefoot wherever I can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have jumped off a bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I love sea turtles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I spend ridiculous money on makeup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Plan on achieving a major goal/dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm proficient in a musical instrument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I worked at McDonald's restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate office jobs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love sci-fi movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think water rules.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I went college out of state.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I like sausages.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I adore bright colours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't live without black eyeliner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know why the hell I just did this stupid thing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I usually like covers better than originals.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can pick up things with my toes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't whistle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can move my tongue in waves, much like a snake's slither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have ridden/owned a horse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I still have every journal I've written in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I can't stick to a diet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I talk in my sleep.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I try to forget things by drowning them out with loads of distractions.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have jazz in my blood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Climbing trees is a brilliant past-time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wear a toe ring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't stand at LEAST one person that I work with.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am a caffeine junkie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have been to over 15 conventions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will collect anything, and the more nonsensical the better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm an artist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I only clean my room when necessary.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I like a person of the same sex.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being happy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am an adrenaline junkie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Five people to do this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Rachel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Richny&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And all those who have nothing better to do.Like me.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yiguan,be happy that i wasted time doing this.=)Well,it's coz i was BORED TO TEARS.haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;So,there's one more week till school closes.Then the class seperates.And we move on to another phase of life.Well,i just want to thank everyone in 2b for those precious memories.These two years have been unforgettable, all the jokes,the laughter,and all the unique characters of all the different people.And to all the teachers to,thank you.2b'06,I will miss you.Lots of love to everyone in there.=)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,it's been somewhat a boring day.Sleep sleep sleep.Im trying to make up for the exam period where i didn't have enough sleep.Life is so boring now.There is absolutely nothing to do at all.Eat sleep.Eat sleep.There's also not much people online to talk to.Sigh sigh sigh.And it's so stupid.I haven't gotten my overall.They &lt;s&gt;lied&lt;/s&gt;bluffed us about giving it back to us on friday.Now we have to wait till monday and it's a torture.And i'm off to sleep again.So much for trying to stay awake.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make up your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116142858538572263?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116142858538572263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116142858538572263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116142858538572263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116142858538572263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/bold-statements-that-are-true-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116125330911333665</id><published>2006-10-19T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T03:21:49.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I simply love school.xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days,if it's not sleeping,it's talking away.So cool right.Everyday just yak yak yak and slack the day away.Sometimes i feel so bored cause there's simply nothing to do in school.Slacking can get boring too you know.And im pretty satisfied with my results.Well,at least i got what i wanted.And now everyday when i get home,i get so restless coz there's simply nothing to do.I either end up sleeping or lazing around.It's gonna make me fat.=)And Dnt was so cool.I slept through with my music.Zzzzzzzzz.In the aircon.It was pure bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was NO training this WHOLE WEEK.YAY!I love you haze.You don't know how great the feeling is to NOT have training.But then,the haze seems to be getting better.And we're so screwed during the hols.He's gonna work us like slaves,under the hot brutal sun.(ok i was exaggerating,but it's something along that line.)At least i get to miss the last few trainings,and i can gloat at my fellow teamates while i enjoy myself someplace else.Good luck to you people.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Make up your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116125330911333665?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116125330911333665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Woo.Results and stuff came back today.Quite satisfactory,well,at least i got a decent passing grade.Tomorrow will be the start of dooomsday.Lit is like sure flunk lar.And the haze is so damn irritating.I can't even see the clouds.What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,been going out the past few days,at least it helped me to get my mind off things.Went to watch stay alive and there i was closing my eyes throughout 1/4 of the movie.Ok fine,maybe it was half.I'm a timid person lar.And also been going to east coast to cycle and all,and playing in the water reminded me of the old days.Relieve the memories.xDFun fun fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's training tomorrow.I dun want to go.So long then finally can break for awhile only to have training resume again.Why why why.I really feel like quitting lar,i've been humiliated enough already.Com club would be such a better option.I have my best friend the com in front of me plus the aircon,what could be better!It's tempting,maybe i shall consider.Ok i'm gonna sleep the day away.I just love after exams.It's so cool to think that you can go home and just slack big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I hate art.I have absolutely no interest and talent in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm still waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116099480555745847?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116099480555745847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116099480555745847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116099480555745847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116099480555745847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/woo.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116057788098433612</id><published>2006-10-11T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T07:44:41.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay people.Let's all rejoice for the EOYS are finally officially O-V-E-R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT,someone had to spoil my darn blasted morning by minusing five marks from me.But who cares,since i screwed the WHOLE exams, i shant give a damn anymore.I'm a HOPELESS,STUPID,BUM.And i can't feel high knowing that i screwed the whole exams,and i have jian bao.URGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today,after school let out,we went cineleisure.See lar,now i smell of cathay cineleisure.Haha.Watched Robbhood,Not bad,extremely funny and people kept staring at me.xD How embarassing.I really should learn how to behave myself in public.Oh and no matter where you go,every place also SURE see someone from tk.So after movie,went Taka,then marina square.Had a fun bowling game,lol yi guan is GOOD man! Had a really cool day,despite that stupid thing that happened in the morning that spoiled my whole mood,but still,i love my class! And our class boys are FUNNY and LAME.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna slack slack slack and of course watch england!.Anyway i'm so SCREWED for everything in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If i can't let go,what am i supposed to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cause i know it can't come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116057788098433612?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116057788098433612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116057788098433612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116057788098433612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116057788098433612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-116019132697663047</id><published>2006-10-06T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T20:22:06.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello People of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;              Finally,i only have three more papers to go.Come on.But anyway,it won't make much of a difference.Since i screwed the whole exams up.And seriously,it's impossible to study with the computer in front of you.Oh and i hate the haze.It makes me feel so blind like im in a world of smoke,and it totally stinks.Literally.Stupid lar.Can't even see the sky.Here about geog we're learning about protecting the environment and in other places people are doing their best to destroy it.So contradicting.&lt;br /&gt;              Everyone's busy mugging and it stresses me out lar.It's like they're so hardworking.Wad the hell.Lol.Never mind.Maybe i'll flunk everything.I'm so screwed baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I wish you never existed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-116019132697663047?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/116019132697663047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=116019132697663047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116019132697663047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/116019132697663047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/10/hello-people-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115891391116477780</id><published>2006-09-22T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:31:51.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oooo look how long i haven't been blogging.Well, been slacking alot, doing alot of nonsense stuff, and rachel was being spastic again as usual lar.And we forever kana scold during pe,for i dunno what stupid reason.But who cares and i think i'm gonna flunk chinese man.Die.I'll stop blogging till after eoys,unless my hands cant be controlled lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,1 week to eoys.Everyone out there,mug hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm trying to forget that i'm addicted to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115891391116477780?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115891391116477780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115891391116477780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115891391116477780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115891391116477780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/oooo-look-how-long-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115807358494719867</id><published>2006-09-12T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-12T08:06:24.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly,thank you to everyone for their wishes.Namely rachel,imee,yiguan,ting hui,traxie,richny,wei rong,cheryl,tiffany,rachiee,trala.Yep, i hope i listed it all.Thank you guys,your wishes were much appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,second day of school and every teacher keeps on emphasizing that's there's only three weeks to exams.It's really getting on my nerves.They just have to keep repeating and repeating.And i don't understand maths.Sigh.Die die die.I think im like so dead for eoy lar.Oh but bonus,netball is suspended till after eoy! YES! Finally can take a break.After that carnival,i really need to focus and think it through properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah,the pressure's coming on and im barely coping.Well,can't do anything much but to work hard.Im gonna mug for dnt.Lol."mug"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I was over the moon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115807358494719867?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115807358494719867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115807358494719867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115807358494719867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115807358494719867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/hello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115788319525905923</id><published>2006-09-10T03:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T04:12:44.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The rain didn't ruin the carinval.I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up so damn early today to get to east coast park,only to continue slacking and eat breakfast.I really could do with the one hour of sleep lor.And i don't think there was traffic jam,human jam maybe.I think i'm jinxed.3rd carnival of the yr,3rd time we can't go to the second round cause of that little bit.And i contributed largely to the failure.Girls,i'm really sorry.Since it's over,it's no point regretting.But i really am sorry.Trust me.There won't be a second time.One fine day,we'll make it to the second round.Someday.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i think all my energy has been used up these past few days.I feel limp now,and my eyes are ready to close.Oh gosh,to add to the pile of troubles,school starts tomorrow.Got to see the fat ass again.Really never fails to spoil my day early in the morning.Oh well,i'm going to bed.I need rest,lots of it.Once again,i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S WEIRONG,stop blaming yourself.OK so maybe you were at LITTLE a fault.But i was too.So now it's fair k?We'll work hard together.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And everything was all a lie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115788319525905923?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115788319525905923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115788319525905923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115788319525905923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115788319525905923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/rain-didnt-ruin-carinval.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115764153100573274</id><published>2006-09-07T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T08:05:31.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If I lie here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lie here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the lyrics are so sweet.=)So in a blink of any eye, the holidays are close to over.How time flies when you enjoying slacking.And i haven't even got anything done.I die die also must finish the chinese assesment, jian bao and art things tomorrow.God damn.Why do my weekends have to be full.This is so unfair.And why must i have my stupid art exam on monday.How perfectly infuriating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So had short training today,totally unprepared for the carnival.But i seriously hope we do well.Really.We keep missing the cut by that tweeny weeny bit.Sigh.So many things to do,so little time.Wy can't time just come to a standstill.And next week, the usual routine's gonna start again.Cca,studies,exam.Blah blah blah.How idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so undescribable.And i hate art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And will you ever tell me how you feel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115764153100573274?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115764153100573274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115764153100573274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115764153100573274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115764153100573274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/if-i-lie-here-if-i-just-lie-here-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115738148661795131</id><published>2006-09-04T07:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T07:51:27.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Woopiee!!Today was a great day, tiring but yep,great.Thank you girls,the outing was somewhat fun.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,woke up at 8.YEAH 8.Dunno why also,and i kept thinking that it was saturday,i think i miss school too much.Haha.Had tuition which sorta ruined my day,well, not really,but yeah,kinda distrupted my plans for the day,but they were kind enough to wait for me.I felt PAI SEH lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tuition,made my way to ECP..i think i went there in record time.Walked alot alot alot.=).And it appears that they were gaming in the arcade for a long long time.Stupid lor.WASTE MONEY.Oh and then we went to the beach and played like little children again.Childish but loads of fun.And it was so unfair,hmmph,i got myself wet.Double hmmph.Plus,playing catching in the sand is absolutely positively tiring.It's like you sink in the sand while running.Seriously,you should try it to improve your stamina.I was panting the whole way.Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went roller blading,my feet hurt like mad but yeah,quite satisfying cause me and nadiah had a new disciple.xDNot bad rachiee,good improvements going over the hump.LOL.And then went to pastamania for dinner.Sumptous and i ate super fast,i think i was like starving lar,didn't eat since 12.After that,getting late so rushed home...bus was super cold,but somehow abnormal jamie didn't think so..seriously i think she got big problem lor...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yep...here i am at home,shagged after a long day of exercising...but yeah..thank you for all the things girls...love you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training tomorrow.It's so gonna be doomsday.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitey nite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everybody's changing and i don't feel the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115738148661795131?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115738148661795131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115738148661795131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115738148661795131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115738148661795131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/woopieetoday-was-great-day-tiring-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115720836057301580</id><published>2006-09-02T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T07:55:17.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And i am officially broke.B-R-O-K-E.Damn.And i swear that the devil wears prada would be so much nicer than barnyard.Oh well,it's over anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another day,spent at home thinking about unecessary things and idling around.I didn't have the mood to do any hw or even read anything.Tsk tsk.How am i gonna cope.And there are like so many tests right when school reopens.And this holiday,is certainly not known as holidays.We have to study,and go for trainings.It's no different from a school day.Wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah.I overheard this cute conversation today while having breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;Man:Eh,what's the difference between your prata and the one down the lane?&lt;br /&gt;Worker:Of course got difference.Ours is No.1,theirs is No.2&lt;br /&gt;Man:*speechless*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as usual,recieved bad news from rachel,she never fails to SPOIL MY DAY.Haha no lar,kidding.So yeah,kinda dejected,but i won't really dwell on it much,it'll seriously affect me if i do.Sigh,i've got to stop being emo these days.Ok,i'm gonna slack and prepare for the england vs andorra match.Go england!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i wonder,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;What did i ever do to deserve this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115720836057301580?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115720836057301580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115720836057301580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115720836057301580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115720836057301580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/and-i-am-officially-broke.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115709841431713933</id><published>2006-09-01T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T01:13:34.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,it's been two cold long days.I practically froze throughout the whole day yesterday.Rain whole day+getting wet and go into the cinema,gosh,it was super cold and my hands went NUMB.Literally.But in some way,i have to thank the rain,they know why.Teacher's day concert was way better than last year's.Not bad,nice performances too especially by Pedofunk.They sang well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm slacking big time at home today.Can't really be bothered to do something constructive.I'd rather be outside than at home,but sadly,no one can go out.Sigh.One week holiday,holiday hw,and many many things.Carnival coming,and yeah,the usual jitters and doubts.So we'll continue wasting the day away.Seriously,it's darn boring just sitting at home.It makes me want to sleep even when i just wake up.And i'm off to do many many weeks of jian bao.If i had a choice,you know what i'd do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Happy Teacher's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i think i'm falling in love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115709841431713933?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115709841431713933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115709841431713933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115709841431713933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115709841431713933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/09/wellits-been-two-cold-long-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115685860095182388</id><published>2006-08-29T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T06:36:40.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I really think my life is boring.I don't even get to see the sun.I go out in the early morning and come back late at night,and all i see is the dark sky.Gosh.And when i come back, i fling myself onto bed and fall asleep.That's my life.Monotonous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i really should start sleeping early.Dozing off in class is not good.It makes me write rubbish and i have to waste correction tape to erase it off.And i can't wait for friday.Im gonna be free free free.Slack.Haha.Oh and the com lab is simply freezing.When you're in there for an hour or so, you start to feel the coldness and your hands turn icy just like mine did.Seriously,it's not such a fantastic feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became superman today,climbing on top of the lockers made me feel high and TALL.Lol.Like i was a giant maybe.And as usual,she was damn funny.And rachel made me laugh till i knelt down on the stupid floor,she was imitating penguins smiling and waving retardardly.Oh my god.But it was damn funny.Lwy makes my day babeh!Astonishlingly funny..maybe school isn't such a bad place after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to you, I think you suck and i hate you from the very bottom of my heart.Knowing you was the most unlucky thing that could happen to anyone and it is a surprise that anyone could stand you for three whole terms.But i feel happy when i see that pissed face of yours.It makes me feel a vindictive sense of truimph.Like i've won half the battle to letting you suffer from exploded vessels.And i promise you sincerely that your life's gonna be hell.With me and the others around,it definitely will be.Good luck to you.You're gonna need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115685860095182388?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115685860095182388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Hello.I'm feeling better today than i felt yesterday.At least it's a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day passed by quickly.And everything was so quick,and over in a flash.Oh i like the part about the library.It was oh so funny,i think that was enough to make my day.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was alright,except that i think i overstretched my muscles and now they hurt like crap.I didn't even warm up or cool down.Sure die.But at least i learnt a new skill today.It's sure to help me in the oncoming games.Oh and LWY is really really humourous.If you know her,she'll make you laugh your ass off.Serious,she is wayy cool,for a person her age,she really can joke,and not lame jokes,they're FUNNY jokes.haha.So after that,had a sumptous dinner and nice coffee.Totally made my night.It's been a long day.Goodnight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Please be alright.&lt;/span&gt;&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-23104811.post-115641713555492070</id><published>2006-08-24T03:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-24T03:58:55.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel so out of place.It's like i don't belong here at all.I'm an outcast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And this just keeps going on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115641713555492070?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115641713555492070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>And because of my results, i have become more depressed than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just isn't fair why some people mug like hell and they get results like crap.I simply screwed this common test.IM SO ASHAMED OF MYSELF.Godddd.How can this be happening.Today was a bad bad bad day.Don't feel like talking about it.I think about it and i get so fed up all over again.Me, wan yin and adeline are in the same boat.That's cool.&lt;br /&gt;So i slacked in school.And i really wonder how i can still laugh after seeing my oh so wonderful marks.Especially during geog.Stupid rachel.She didn't let me concentrate.Never mind.I still have the end of years.We'll see what happens then.How i wish i could just stop all this now.It's ruining my life.I simply hate it.It's robbing me of my happiness you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And everything i lived for was taken away from me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Just like you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115625231404045530?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115625231404045530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115625231404045530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115625231404045530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115625231404045530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-because-of-my-results-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115608362326387152</id><published>2006-08-20T07:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T07:20:23.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok let's see.I didnt blog yesterday coz i fell asleep upon reaching home.I was dead tired.And now my knee has been hurting like crazy the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;The carnival was fantastic.Again,we missed the cut by that point but it was the best carnival ever played.Who says we don't hunger for the ball.The last game, we were so motivated till we made the impossible possible.We were great.And you were speechless.I know it.It was a stupid mistake which caused us to lose that game.So we'll all work hard for the next carnival.We can do it.&lt;br /&gt;So slacked around today,read some books and i keep fretting about my marks tomorrow.Fail.Only word in my mind.Sigh.Well,nothing can be done.So just cross my fingers and hope for the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the EPL has started!Go teams!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115608362326387152?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115608362326387152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115608362326387152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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And the common tests are over.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week of gruelling studies and finally i can breathe again.But i'm still pretty disappointed about history, i studied so hard for it, and yet.Never mind,i still have EOY,come on.And there's one failure for chinese.I'm so so scared that it's me.Damn. But i also can't do anything about. So let's just forget it.&lt;br /&gt;So today was a really rush day, take taxi here, take taxi there. And the course was so boring.Goodness.Oh and i was in the middle of funny jokes that they made.Really lame but yeah, funny.Thank you for making me laugh guys.Plus the free ride.&lt;br /&gt;So there's self training but i didn't go,lol...i think i'm gonna be super dead tomorrow lor.Haven't shot for a long time,haven't trained,so tomorrow is sure die.Sure kana scold.Carnival.Not much confidence but yeah, i'm glad that there's improvement.Anyway, i know all of us will do our best.GO TK GO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S We seriously need a team cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Deep inside you,there's a part of you which cares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And i'm glad that i saw it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115590529071148308?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115537918232473448</id><published>2006-08-12T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T03:40:33.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm proud of myself.And you don't need to know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there are so many things going on next week.Test,Ipw,Test,Carnival.Die die die.And i was such a good friend to wait for them yesterday.I studied while waiting lor mind you.And i'm sorry for making you wait.I couldn't do anything about it.If i could,I would have.So yeah,waiting makes one patient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i must say,i make a wonderful stalker and pisser.Hate me and i make your life hell.You'll regret ever knowing me.And to rachel,stop going mad.It makes me go mad too.But yeah,i enjoy it.And to Yi guan,Relax,and dun think so much..oh and if you have skill,then i can shoot with my eyes closed.And yeah let's DEFINITELY do that again.And next time,we take the bus.Learn from the mistakes and don't repeat it.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Cheryl,stop denying that you're a pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Good things don't happen twice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115537918232473448?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115537918232473448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115537918232473448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115537918232473448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115537918232473448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-proud-of-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115514095291178332</id><published>2006-08-09T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T09:29:13.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a day off today,in fact two days off.So cool right.But must mug for CTs.Sigh.But at least i finished history.=).Still got dunno how many subjects to go.AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad that arina's all right.Rest well girl,many people need you.And i skipped tuition today..yay..but i got demanded to go home just when i was about to go bowling.Damn.So unlucky.And i got called home to do some dumb thing.-.-And i wanna watch click,i think i'll laugh my ass off if i watch it.Oh and i realised that i can't study without dozing off.I seriously need to focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm off to read.Or maybe sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because of you,i feel happy all over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115514095291178332?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115514095291178332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was an awesome day.If you were there,it'd be perfect.But nevermind,at least it was better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was half day,the 3-in-1 celebration.Had fun,we lost mural by two points.Haha not bad for last minute work.And lwy was extremely funny.She really should be a comedian.Oh my god.She made me laugh till i think i had a hole in my stomach.Oh and rachel should join her too,she was blabbering nonsense,making me fall to the ground in laughter.Muahaha.Queen Puda.Lameness lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that we waited for her highness before setting off for PP.I think we walked till we dropped.I never realised that walking could be THAT tiring.Seriously.And yeah we had huge surprises.We were talking about how so many people looked like T.A and then suddenly we talking talking about this lady infront only to find out she was T.L.God.And we stunned there for 10 seconds not reacting.Yes,like retards.And subsequently saw N&amp;N,C.H and H.So hilarious.We were like thinking how the world could be so small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end,did my shopping and we headed home.The whole journey home i slept like a log.=)&lt;br /&gt;Ok time to get cracking.History here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Thank you for making my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115502793238975199?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115502793238975199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115502793238975199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115502793238975199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115502793238975199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-awesome-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115478731526858550</id><published>2006-08-05T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T07:15:15.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got deprived of my sleep this morning when i could have slept for two more hours.Why me.But never mind.I still had a fun time playing monopoly with them.Oh and i'm so damn unlucky today.Everything i did also turned out wrongly.So screwed.And i wasted the whole saturday slacking again when i wanted to actually do my homework.In the end,i only finished theory workbook.And i didn't even bring back history textbk.Pathetic right.I just can't seem to focus.Spent the night watching tv which gave me a bad headache.Now i can't think STRAIGHT.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:Die die must finish hw tomorrow.OH GOD.got ART.Sure die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get my beauty sleep.Do not disturb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The more i yearn for you,the more  i can't have you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115478731526858550?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115469710751692753</id><published>2006-08-04T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T06:11:47.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh,i've been coming back so so late these few days but it's been worth it.It's really amazing how fast time flies without you noticing.But that won't change the way i think about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was really a tiring day for my HAND.We wrote two compos,english and chinese somemore.I think i did it really badly,i just simply couldnt think of what to write.And the topics for geog are super confusing.I don't even think we were taught.Plus the case study thing?Darn i really don't know.OH and i think im gonna drop to normal chinese next year.Higher chinese is difficult ok.Maths was alright and i think im getting the hang of it and pe,was pure laughter and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my hopes of being a writer are dashed coz i can't even write a story that includes suspense.Sigh.Ray diagrams are easy to draw but the lines can get real confusing sometimes.But yeah,it's alright to do.And you really are funny.The way you PRETENDED to be scared after i boo-ed you really made me laugh my ass off.Thank you for being so kind and humourous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i spent like half the day running a marathon trying to avoid you.Maybe i should just have told you the real reason in the first place.Because the more you avoid a person,the more you will see that person.And we actually wanted to do flash but in the end we didnt do anything at all.Yeah we're slackers,i know.And why can't there be no school on monday?Sigh.I'll get the monday blues again.And maybe i'll have to present my oh so boring topic about spoilt brats.Why Why Why.So stayed back and loitered around,and i was THAT close to seeing you again.And wan yin had the chance of seeing your car.Dammit.Why couldnt that be me.I'm so sick and tired of this fate thing.It just sucks.Never mind.There's always ANOTHER time.Although the another will take like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And im off to start mugging for CT.Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why don't our paths ever cross?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115469710751692753?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115469710751692753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115469710751692753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115469710751692753'/><link 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again.Lol.I can't infer stuff from the picture.And she says that the least we should get is 9.Aiyo.I learnt about RAY DIAGRAMS.HAHA.So boring,i havent been talking to lwy for two days.Not fun at all.Geog presentation.All the comments were the same.But well,we should have done case study.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendly matches now scare the life out of me.Play four quarters and every quarter without fail sure kana.And i did something WONDERFUL.MUAHAHA.Mess with me and i give you hell.Blea.Rough like anything.No sportsmanship at all.And im not gonna let you bring me down.I'll prove you wrong.See,i can SHOOT.And she still can say 'sure won't go in one lar!'.I almost laughed my ass off when the last shot went in.SUCKER.When the going gets tough,the tough gets going.I love the girls.They are simply the best.So supportive.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised i cant stick to my timetable.I wanted to do math.But then,i think i'll leave it to tomorrow morning.For now,sleep is my topmost priority.Im deadbeat.Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And will i ever see you again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115444053723545505?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115444053723545505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115444053723545505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115444053723545505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115444053723545505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115434883340575887</id><published>2006-07-31T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T05:27:13.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Let's see.Mondays are not fine.No wonder there's such a thing as monday blues.&lt;br /&gt;1)I have reasons for going to school that early.&lt;br /&gt;2)Your greetings simply give me the creeps.&lt;br /&gt;3)I'm a good imitator.&lt;br /&gt;4)I suffer from short term memory loss.&lt;br /&gt;5)I don't have flare for art at all.&lt;br /&gt;6)Rachel simply hates Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;7)I saw people who suffered from deprived childhood of excitement and friends.&lt;br /&gt;8)Wan Yin should rebel.Since she was somehow told to.&lt;br /&gt;9)Seeing you makes me whole again.&lt;br /&gt;10)Tomorrow will be a BETTER DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm off to study Sets and Venn Diagrams.I can't have rotten results.Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why can't i get you off my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115434883340575887?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115434883340575887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115434883340575887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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same feeling.Just that it doesn't hurt as much.The projects are like a never ending stream.They just keep coming and coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired,and exhausted.And everyone thinks that we are a bunch of weirdos who have nothing better to do other then loitering around in school.No,we're not so free.And we're more mature than you think we are.We weren't born without brains you know.And lwy is so crappy.I just love being around here.And i thought she said that i was nice when she was actually referring to the flowers.Gosh.I actually wanted to do chinese while waiting for them today and i ended up brushing up my shooting skills and painting planks of wood in the art room,enjoying air con and getting CIP hours for lazing around,taking a brush and painting wood a very nice lime green,according to val.And i must say,she really has a flare for art.I painted three planks and i was telling wan yin how bored i was.I'd rather be shooting than painting.See how much i love netball.Art means NOTHING to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could this happen to me.What did i do to deserve this.Why does fate hate me so much.Why i am just so plain dumb unlucky.I feel so downright miserable and you're not helping in any way either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'll wait for you till the end of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115409355822985530?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115409355822985530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115409355822985530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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must buck up for common test.I don't care.Without you,my geog results suck too.Sigh.But there's nothing i can do to help it.Let's see,i rushed through dnt yesterday only to find out that there was still another week.Dammit.i should have decided to get my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like LAB.She insulted my name.What the hell.You so smart then go get a better name for yourself lar.Dun come insulting mine and my parents.It's not like yours is any better either.In fact,it's so much worse.History wasn't any better.It only made me feel worse.I failed structured question-5.5/15.Super pro.I know.Dnt was boring.But at least i can get a hang of the othographic projection  thing now.AMC was plain boring.The questions can be so simple and yet so difficult.I just anyhow do the last few.Anyway it's not included in CA.So NEVER MIND.Had a great time laughing bout the leg shaking thing.Oh and zhuo mu niao is so extra.Last time mm, now her.Tsk tsk.And she thinks we're a bunch of psychos.Actually,we are.But that's what makes us unique.=)Off to do zuo ye,oh yeah,and i got 30/100 for zuo wen.Congratulate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everday i'm waiting for a miracle to happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115400332855607352?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115400332855607352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115400332855607352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115400332855607352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115400332855607352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-so-freaking-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115383298951672930</id><published>2006-07-25T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T06:09:49.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day started out like crap.But with the help of math results and V.T,the day didnt seem so bad after all.Maths is boring but V.T is SUPER LAME and that wakes me up from my dreams during math.LOL.Then there was english,which was PLAIN DUMB.Copy answers and the teacher like doing mime like that.Say some things then BLANK.Continue then BLANK.Funny.Geog was stupid.Results were disappointing like anything and the new teacher can't control us AT ALL.Act big only,scream scream also nobody want to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i just realised the pccg rm is INTERESTING.We innovative people played wonderful games with MARBLES.Yeah and only marbles.Had loads of fun before some ppl pang sehed me.How could they.Irresponsible like Kenneth Jerome Rozario.HA.Netball was alright.I pump until i leg pain.But yeah.My shooting really needs improving.Maybe i'll shoot 50 shots everyday?MAYBE.And i'm really glad the team's improving.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm gonna flunk lit.Tomorrow lit test and i left the book in school.-.-Bye bye book.Bye bye lit.My condolences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is this just a lie?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or is it for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115383298951672930?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115383298951672930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115383298951672930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115383298951672930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115383298951672930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-people-of-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115356172505583160</id><published>2006-07-22T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T02:48:45.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did my best.I just kept running.I wanted to forget everything.The hard work paid off,but i didn't forget anything at all.We had second place.But i'm not happy.Because you weren't there.Because i didn't get a chance to talk to you.I missed it by that mere few minutes.TK golden run.It was fun.At least i won that girl.And now she can't say anything about us netballers.You started first and you lost to me.HAHA.EAT MY DUST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Should i just wait and not do anything ,pretending that nothing is wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Or should i send you that one message and have your reply make my day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115356172505583160?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115356172505583160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115356172505583160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115356172505583160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115356172505583160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-did-my-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115348619803700524</id><published>2006-07-21T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T05:49:58.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And you wouldn't ever know how much i was looking forward to talking to you again.Fate just didn't let me have the chance too.I just can't understand it.I feel so deprived of the right i should have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all that you have done rachel.You tried your best.I know you did.And i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;1)I waited for teacher to prompt me.Oral is a sure fail.&lt;br /&gt;2)The teacher was nice enough to smile at me.&lt;br /&gt;3)I let the whole team wait for me.I'm sorry guys.&lt;br /&gt;4)I missed the chance of a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;5)I hate fridays.&lt;br /&gt;6)When i talk to you,I feel like i've known you forever.&lt;br /&gt;7)Thank you for at least wanting to talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;8)I feel like hitting someone.Or get hit.To take away the misery.&lt;br /&gt;9)My shooting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;10)I didn't get scolded.Training was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these happened today.And i'm not happy at all.I cry thinking about the great time i could have had with you.I feel touched thinking about how you showed me that someone cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why did you come back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115348619803700524?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115348619803700524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115348619803700524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115348619803700524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115348619803700524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/and-you-wouldnt-ever-know-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115339419616111429</id><published>2006-07-20T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T04:16:36.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was full of frolic and fun.Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel's timing is simply horrible while ours is perfect.Two minutes rachel.It's always two minutes.School was alright.At least i didnt have maths to put me to sleep.Our presentation was messy messy messy.What with the cockroaches and all.And there's oral tomorrow.I'm like so prepared to fail.Why do they always give us the HOD?It's so unfair.Then again,when did they ever treat us fairly.And i have poor understanding skills.I can't even understand a simple question.Maybe because it was in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lwy is so hilarious.She has such a wonderful sense of humour and talks so much nonsense like me.I think people find me mad when i start to laugh.Mainly because i laugh for reasons that no one can understand.She doesnt appreciate modern music.Then again,she isnt that young so it's normal.I'm so gonna extra during the auditions.Muahah.I'm evil.=)And too bad rachel.YOU MISSED IT ALL.CHINESE oral tomorrow followed by a friendly with damai.What could ever be worse.I think im gonna get scolded like the other time.It simply gets on my nerves.And stop looking at me with those pissed look.I can piss you off further.And if you didnt know,i don't have the least respect for pigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I feel so helpless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115339419616111429?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115339361878324796</id><published>2006-07-20T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T04:06:58.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Backstreet Boys-I still&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who are you now&lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;Or did you change somehow&lt;br /&gt;What do you do&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;br /&gt;How we were young and stupid&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at me&lt;br /&gt;Instead of moving on I refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I'm stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't meant to last (to last)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{Chorus}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;br /&gt;Just like you found me, then I&lt;br /&gt;Would never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Need you, care about you)&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;br /&gt;Like I'm right beside you (like I'm right here beside you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115339361878324796?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115339361878324796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115339361878324796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115339361878324796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115339361878324796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/backstreet-boys-i-still-who-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115330253588563017</id><published>2006-07-19T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T02:48:55.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Flunk history flunk history flunk history.That's all that is going through my mind now.I had a mental block.My god.And everthing just seemed so distant.I knew something was missing.But i didnt know what.Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So our presentation postponed to tomorrow.It makes no difference anyway.We did such a messy job out of it.And maths never fails to make me sleep.For some reason,my eyes automatically close during his lesson.Sigh.Now i'm beginning to hate infotech more and more.But nevermind.At least rachel got her stuff done.All thanks to ME.And my COUGH.=)The english compos were so funny.But well,you guys can do better next time.My english standard is deproving.Why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the best night ever.It was the only time i actually felt happy.That sentence was short but significant.Just like you.Thank you for saying all those things.You don't know how much it means to me.Really.And i hope you cheer up.When you feel sad,it makes people around you sad too.Yeah.We really don't want to see you like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was alright.At least it didnt end in anger.You can joke somemore.Pesta Sukan.It's gonna be tough.But we can do it.And we're having friendly with damai,i really don't wish for it to be like the other time.It was horrible.And there's oral,i get tongue tied when i see the teacher.What's more,i'm one of the first few.Die Die Die.I begin term three with grades as terrrible as the garbage in the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It's comforting to know that you still care.&lt;/span&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-23104811.post-115312781014496230</id><published>2006-07-17T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T02:16:50.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It feels great to be back home early for once.And i'm gonna spend the rest of the day mugging for maths,history and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor rachel.You were just two minutes late.Never mind,there's always tomorrow.Edison looks so cute with the way she ties her hair,and they gave lame excuses as to why it looked to weird.Today was great.There was like 5 free periods which included 1 hr+ of V.T's grandmother stories.They're long but nice.=)Being in the school for 28 years really gives you alot of things to talk about.And we went out of the classroom for like 4 times?!?!Without permission somemore.Tsk tsk.Lab's a liar.She say she can go without mc for 365 days.But she was ABSENT today.So we slacked during chinese.NO TING XIE.YEAH.And if you wanna know whether lab comes anot,just look at her box,if there's a gigantic pile of books in it,then she's not here.I think she's gonna scold us for the way we stacked our assignments.It looked more like a pile of rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Die.Geog's tomorrow.And our research is so pathetic.We're extremely slow in IPW too.There's oral this friday.I think im gonna flunk it.I didnt know what was shou shi last year and i got low marks coz i didnt ask.-.-There's netball tomorrow.I simply dread it.Sigh.Well,it's back to the books i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Rachel,i made the most wonderful discovery ever.Well,at least to me it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fate seems to tear us further apart.&lt;/span&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-23104811.post-115286837117491849</id><published>2006-07-14T02:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T02:12:51.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,today was indeed rachel's unlucky day.The things that happened were incredible,and super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have a half day today and we don't know how to spend our time.Maths was pure boredom but at least i understood the concept.And rachel can run,with the motivation that she needs.So i've been eating the same meal two days in a row and i'm not sick of it yet,and yeah,you can bet that we're damn irritating.And once again,i've made a wonderful masterpiece.I think i have a real flare for cutting just waiting to be discovered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the days keep passing by.But the memories aren't fading away.They won't ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Some questions are best left unanswered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115286837117491849?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115286837117491849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115286837117491849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115286837117491849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115286837117491849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/welltoday-was-indeed-rachels-unlucky.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115279638477227587</id><published>2006-07-13T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T06:28:28.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The projects are piling on us and so are the tests.Sigh.They just keep coming and coming.I really find twy amusing,it makes me laugh,but yeah,she's nice if you really know her.Tomorrow's a half day and i worked my guts off just to get it from that ass.You can't retain me.BLEA.TRY HARDER.Training was alright,at least he wasnt there to blast my ears off and pull down my confidence like he always does.It's become a routine and i have a phobia of court play now.I have to say that rachel really has sharp eyes,but yeah they're only sharp when they need to see the important stuff.And we act like a bunch of crazy idiots when we're together,laughing so loudly for nonsensical reasons and spitting at each other.And rachel wasted mouthfuls of Nutri-soy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what i should do.It feels so wasted if i just give up like this all because of a word that you said.But yeah,i won't let this effort go to waste,i'll hold on to that smile,and remember the good memories.Thank you for being a part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S To:Cheryl's tuition teacher&lt;br /&gt;I'll make sure you get fired.You should be encouraging her.You failed as a teacher too.You shouldnt have become one.You affect students and yeah just wait,in time to come,you'll have to find another job,dun ruin the image of good caring teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I won't let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115279638477227587?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115279638477227587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115279638477227587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115279638477227587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115279638477227587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/ello.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115254203400697338</id><published>2006-07-10T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T07:33:54.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Italy won 5-3 on penalties.It was a cruel and tense match.Poor Zidane.At least he got second.And so the world cup is over,just like that,no more late nights of screaming and rooting.4 years later,i'll get the chance again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really hate you.You have to go make life so difficult for me.Well,i'll make yours bloody miserable.It's so fun to piss you off,look at that look on your face,i simply gloat in glee.I have too much money,so i go cruise,and you don't call that a valid reason?!?!If it werent for my friends,i would have died in school.I failed math,and im going to remedial.=).I scored 1.5/5,COOL HUH.That's what i get for not reading the question properly.It's gonna be a long day tomorrow.I hope i don't screw up.Lest i get scolded and kicked out for goodness knows how many times already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I need a miracle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/23104811-115254203400697338?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115254203400697338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115254203400697338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115254203400697338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115254203400697338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/italy-won-5-3-on-penalties.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115243942162440031</id><published>2006-07-09T02:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T04:11:51.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Germany won 3-1.Yeah!They so rock.And i'm apparently being hooked to High School Musical Songs.They are so awesomely nice.=)You should really listen to them.The lyrics are meaningful too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of stuff i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;1)Chang Wen Suo Duan&lt;br /&gt;2)Geog Test&lt;br /&gt;3)History project&lt;br /&gt;4)Dnt Project&lt;br /&gt;5)Maths level test&lt;br /&gt;6)Watch the finals&lt;br /&gt;7)Science Research&lt;br /&gt;8)Study for Ting Xie&lt;br /&gt;9)Kao Cha&lt;br /&gt;10)Geog project&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been thinking.About the way you abruptly left.About the way you walked out on us.Sorta.About the way you could make my day and the way i could totally hate you for doing the things you did.But then,you've looked forward to this and i respect your decision.Even if i didnt,i also wouldnt be able to get you to come back.So let's just continue thinking and getting through each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The days seem meaningless without you to guide me through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why can't i get over you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/1600/Nice.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/Nice.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;They look sweet.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115243942162440031?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115227680187227748</id><published>2006-07-07T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T05:53:21.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here i am looking up into the dark night sky,thinking about the times we shared together.How wonderful they were,but that was all a thing of the past,and i can only remember them,not relive them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was boring yet satisfying.School was miserable,since they changed the timetable.And im so gonna flunk the science test.I wrote rubbish,the aim was so illogical.Tchers are really funny creatures.They expect students to pass messages for them when they can just do that themselves and they get the students in trouble.They scold students without listening to their explanations,thinking that it must be some nonsensical or useless one.Get a life.Can you at least listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had the COPE thing.And lucky for us,we were the 1st batch so we didnt get blamed for everything.First timers have such a GREAT ADVANTAGE.The activity was alright,a little awkward at first but when you see the honest and true feelings and smiles on their faces,you'll feel that it's all worth it.I think rachel,i and wan yin are amplifiers.When you hear us talk,you'll see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have this feeling that you're never coming back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;If only you knew how i felt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115227680187227748?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115227680187227748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's another new day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i'm beginning to hate everything.I have ridiculous mood swings during geog lessons which i absoulutely do not look forward to.At least i have my friends for company during those dreadful times.Plus, I'm sick of trying.I know i'm not that perfect know-it-all girl you want me to be.I don't meet your expectations.I don't follow instructions.I have shitty attitude.Kick me out.Better still,i quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Germany lost.Rachel's down.Everyone's falling ill and detesting school as much as i do.The tests start coming like unstoppable waves and i keep wondering to myself if you'll ever be back.The mystery just doesnt unravel.I'm sick and tired of this routine.The scolding,the pushing,and the unreasonable explanations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams don't come true.They only make you look stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;There's just too much that time cannot erase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Will you ever come back?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115209374727399734?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115209374727399734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115209374727399734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115209374727399734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115209374727399734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-another-new-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115182358233573521</id><published>2006-07-01T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T23:59:42.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Extremely important note to self: Never go on a cruise again no matter how much people beg you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back.And Tk won.Go guys...you people deserve it..your hard work paid off.This trip brought me nothing but unhappiness and frustration.I go there no freedom to stay in the room and my phone cannot sms.Virus?Shit.And there's maths test two days later..and england lost.I hate this.And all the pictures from my phone are GONE.I look forward to school.I'm gonna take a million pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Sunrise was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115182358233573521?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115182358233573521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115182358233573521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115182358233573521'/><link 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And when i'm alone, the thoughts of you get more and more. School was bearable.Early in the morning, i spilled coffee all over me and i got burnt.How unlucky,i just can't seem to concentrate. Dnt was pure sleepiness and droopy eyes. We didnt manage to ask what we wanted to today but yeah, we'll try again next time. And it was so boring after she left, we just walked around like aimless souls. I feel really guilty coz i did something really really bad. I'm sorry. Anyways, tomorrow's friday, and i'm taking a break,hopefully it can get my mind of things although i really doubt it can. Plus, i wish for tomorrow to be exactly as i planned it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I'm stuck on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now i see you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now you're gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115157749155454499?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115157749155454499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115157749155454499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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school.haha.Maybe it's because i have them around.The sneaking and all.Lol.Today was a great day.I can't believe what she just did.And her voice gives me the creeps.But ah that's just my point of view.I think i look funny,coz ppl see me they will laugh.FUNNY EH.This afternoon i saw how funny lwy could actually be.When she's not angry that is.And her chinese is GOOD..the accent is nice but yours is the nicest.And oh.i saw valerie do the HOLKI POKI..you know that dance where you put your left hand in and out.I laughed till i falled.=).It's funny sometimes how people are so different from the way you expect them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only you were here,things would be perfect.She reminds me of you,and your sweet smile still stays etched in my mind.Oh well,at least i have them.They brighten up my day, seriously.And rachel mission accomplished today.Congrats my dear friend.Today was wonderful.I got to know the nicer side of those people.I'll hold on to all the memories forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Happy Birthday Cheryl.Sorry i couldn't celebrate.IPW took away the opportunity to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Till then i will wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Because you're one in a million.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115148696710993085?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115148696710993085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115148696710993085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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school starts.I tried so damn hard to bargain to watch first half today.School.I doubt anyone likes it.The only thing good about it is friends.And guess who i saw when i went out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Match's starting.Go England.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye freedom.Bye bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115124760785395539?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115124760785395539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115124760785395539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115124760785395539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115124760785395539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/dammit_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115090061987659337</id><published>2006-06-21T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T07:36:59.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Late nights of world cup and bad sleeping posture causes sleepy faces bad neck strains and headaches.And to top it off,netball makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit i'm sick.And i hate trainings.Really.You just don't seem to realise how tired we are and how much effort we put in.You think we're not trying at all.You can't see how much WE want top 8 as much as YOU do.And we're working for it,just as much as you are.We arent trying any lesser than you you noe.Freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people fall,you say they never focus.Why don't you ever think that they're plain tired.Or they just can't make it anymore.Do you noe i'm gonna snap.Soon.I'm really exhausted.You realise that i'm shaking too.I'm numb from all the freaking pain.I really hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.You destroyed that passion.You turned it into deep hatred.Why did you.But i tell myself it'll all be worth it one day.When we get that title.I'll make you eat your bloody words.Try me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115090061987659337?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115072513034010876</id><published>2006-06-19T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T06:52:10.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been tagged by dearest richny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;10 Random Things About Me&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)I'm obsessed with bubble tea.&lt;br /&gt;2)Netball is my passion.&lt;br /&gt;3)Life would be the dumps without friends.&lt;br /&gt;4)I hate life.&lt;br /&gt;5)I'm a wonderful liar.&lt;br /&gt;6)I am a victim of insanity.&lt;br /&gt;7)My appearances aren't everything.&lt;br /&gt;8)World Cup 2006.England.Brasil.Germany.&lt;br /&gt;9)I have reasons to laugh for.I don't laugh for nothing as everyone perceives.&lt;br /&gt;10)I have more enemies than friends due to my sacarcity.&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-23104811.post-115071577201309098</id><published>2006-06-19T04:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T04:16:12.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know one thing that i lack.Determination.Especially to do jian bao.Im still stuck.And there's only six days before school starts.I must chiong again.I hate ber.She's TOO demanding.She makes us do things against our will and no one dares to complain because she scolds us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.France drew.How could they.Never mind.Go spain.Perform like you did the other time.4-0.Was it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.Im gonna interview NS men.Someone give me advice on the magazine please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115071577201309098?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115071577201309098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115071577201309098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115071577201309098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115071577201309098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115071451798278825</id><published>2006-06-18T03:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T03:55:17.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day.I went to different parts of Singapore.Come to think of it,it's really cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So morning went to Woodlands and i went TIMEZONE.Im a good driver,really and DDR was funn.And Barbeque was pure frolic and joyy.Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as you can see i've also changed my skin.Maybe it doesnt suit me but i still like it all the same.It's nice.Has a unqiue touch and it's sentimental value.Shan't elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And cheryl's dogs are so damn cute.Nice breeds too.And we had great fun.I have been drinking bubble tea for three consecutive days.Tell me i'm gonna die of diabetes soon.I think i got filled up due to bubble tea so i didnt eat much.I was bloated and i kept going toilet.-_-.Dammit.Stupid rachel makes a wonderful actress.She can enact a scene all by herself.Plus the dog.Except that she makes it move.One Woman Show.Woah.Haha.She made me laugh in pain.And the two idiots styled my hair.Oh my god.If you saw it you'd freak.Seriously,they can NEVER be hair dressers.But yeah Cheryl ties nice plaits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank you friends for letting me have so much fun.Although not much people went,it was STILL fun.Rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit.I haven't do jian bao.DIE DIE DIE.And i dunno wad to do for history.Save me someone.Why wasnt there a fairy who did homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tata.The world cup is super cool.Go England,Germany,Brasil.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115071451798278825?l=spastic-angel.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-23104811.post-115029810633413874</id><published>2006-06-14T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T08:15:06.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i slacked today but at least i finished lit.Although it's a mess,but still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's netball tomorrow and i look forward to it but i dread it too.I can't wait to see what you'll do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not scared of you faggot.Bring it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S A wonderful decision not to leave.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115029810633413874?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115029810633413874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115029810633413874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115029810633413874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115029810633413874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-i-slacked-today-but-at-least-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-115011523238786555</id><published>2006-06-12T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T05:27:12.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could just slam the ball into your face.Keep staring at me.Scold lar.My fault.ALL MY FAULT.I run my fault,dun run my fault,ball blocked outside ALSO MY FAULT.What the hell lar..i dunno what you want.Every single thing i do is wrong wrong wrong.I wanna see what you're gonna do to me on thursday.And because of you i almost suffocated on court.Shit.I couldn't breathe,like asthma.Stupid fall,now my leg hurts too.Damn.Well,no pain no gain.And it's bullshit asking us to pump 10 when they score.They're so good,want us to pump until we're dead.Run lar,run the field.Who cares.We suck anyway.No.I suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asshole.I'll remember you for life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-115011523238786555?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/115011523238786555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=115011523238786555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115011523238786555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/115011523238786555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114977326775293822</id><published>2006-06-08T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T06:27:47.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gosh.Netball today was tiring but yeah i still made it through alive.And i think i kept changing the gears yesterday and now my wrist hurts like anything.Ouch.Yeah.The World Cup's starting TOMORROW.And there's still a ton of homework waiting for me.Jian bao Jian bao,you are always on my mind.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just seeing your nick makes me happy all over again.Contented i am and i shall be tonight.Thank you.You don't know how much your actions mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's training been cancelled.So i can rest.Actually,i dont think i will.Most probably i'll be up watching tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok im beat.Goodnight.=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114977326775293822?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114977326775293822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114977326775293822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114977326775293822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114977326775293822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114969071595632684</id><published>2006-06-07T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:38:58.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went hellriding today.Yes AGAIN.i know,i think by now the man at the bike shop would have recognized us.Yi Guan pang sehed us again today.Boo yi guan.How could you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind,session still carried on without her.So we did almost the same things as the other week.Those old fashioned people didnt want to experiment by going the other way.How timid.=).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so i don't remember who i rode with but i tried the single bike and it was wayy cooll.So comfy just a teeny bit high though but ahh im TALL.ok so im just comforting myself.So we went to the hawker centre and i did many things in the sand.I made 3-d images.So pretty but i didnt take photos,just let them get washed away by the sea,just like how my memories fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was cooling,or so it seemed.We stopped at the jetty and at safra..and we lazed in the sun on the rocks..it was great..i could just sleep there.And oh..the sea makes a wonderful sound.Close your eyes,you would forget all your troubles.Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we decided not to rush coz we THOUGHT no need to pay.So we were like half an hour late?!?!And during that journey there was this SOMEONE behind me who screamed for FUN according to her when we almost toppled at the curb,but my skills made it quite impossible.Lol.She indulged in self denial AGAIN.tsk tsk.And adeline fell and miraculously she wasnt hurt at all.So yeah obviously the bike was too TALL for her.You get what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, when we arrived we paid extra coz we waste time and yeah so that's the consequences of our pathetic actions.Next time we will definitely not be late.I promise.And you all had better do too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully this hellriding can get me a good night's sleep tonight.I don't wanna wake up AT ALL.I think i have insomnia.And i guess it's coz i having been using my brain much.Sigh.All my brain cells died centuries ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's training tomorrow.Please make it an enjoyable one.We are supposed to be A PART not APART.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you hellriders.I love you guys.You all make my life interesting with your dumb actions.Aww.So sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S I await your arrival.Plus,i hate time because it passes and all good things come to an end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114969071595632684?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114969071595632684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114969071595632684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114969071595632684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114969071595632684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114926424623571013</id><published>2006-06-02T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T07:46:28.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting beside them yet knowing you can't have them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,that kinda explains everything im going through now.And while im thinking of you,i wonder what you would be doing now.I really hope you enjoy yourself.X-men rocked.Storm totally rocks.I love the way she can control the weather.Strike the toad with lightning.Yeahh.Real cool.Ok.Im feeling drowsy.Goodnight.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in a good mood and i feel high tonight.Maybe i'll even consider taking supper.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114926424623571013?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114926424623571013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114926424623571013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114926424623571013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114926424623571013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/06/worst-way-to-miss-someone-is-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114908889038331185</id><published>2006-05-31T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-31T08:21:30.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was one heck of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started out with dreaded piano lessons after which i was supposed to meet adeline earlier.But then,the stupid driver had height phobia,and he drove at like 5km/h?!?!What the hell...and what's more when it was green light he slow down like hoping that the dammit light would turn to red so that he could slack more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i rushed to PP and arrived looking flustered and pale ACCORDING TO CHERYL.I dunno why i would ever look pale too.And they were like WYN!!! and i was oh my god.Here comes the embarrasment.So we went to starbucks where adeline was waiting for like an eternity.So we crapped there and made a fool of ourselves..and i tell you we are shy people.When people come advertise perfume,SOMEONE go HELLO MUMMY?? to avoid saying no to the advertising people.Why do i have this kind of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather didnt look too good so we went arcade and played driving where of course i won first.It was an expected outcome.We played photo hunter but we game over so fast coz all of us blind then we play bishi bashi and yeah all of us were coordination challenged so we lost.Wad the hell.We played the puc thing and then this person beside me kept screaming.Puc dun go in the goal SCREAM.Puc go in our goal ALSO SCREAM.Puc stuck in the middle SCREAM SOMEMORE.Alamak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with the arcade, we decided to proceed with our original plans as the sun was shining brightly.We as usual crapped the way there and then this tiffy couldnt tell the directions,if we had listened to her, we would have gone on a wild goose chase.So luckily,there was ME.And i directed the rest to the bike station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we rented the bikes and we started our wonderful hell ride.First me and cheryl and tiffy and rach and adeline on the single bike.We had coordination problem and cheryl keep on cycling too fast,and my feet kept on getting off the pedal.But nevertheless we made it to the hawker centre where we had our lunch.Then proceeded on with the journey.And i sat on the single bike all the way to the jetty.The sea was beautiful.It would be better if there was a little more shade.So we carried on all the way to SAFRA and from there,some stupid people realized that they only had 15 minutes to reach the bike station before time ran out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,we started riding and riding like mad.Tiffy wanted to ride on single biker so no one stopped her.I rode till my face went red because apparently there was a sadist behind me slacking and enjoying the fact that i was slogging my guts out.And she delayed the trip when her slipper dropped.Tiffany managed to overcome her fears and rode over two slopes.But at the last one,BANG.Me and cheryl heard a scream and turned around to find poor tiffy thrown out of the bike into the lamp post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First thought,OH MY GOD.and i started laughing.of all places,why the dammit lamp post.So tiffy was bruised up but she still managed to laugh it all upon looking at us clowns and listening to our lame lame jokes.And by now,we didnt give a damn whether the time exceeded,so we just rode our way back.But it was still fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now,my legs feel numb and im exhausted.But i thank all of you fellow hellriders for giving me such a wonderful time today.You all make up a part of me.We shall do this again.Let history repeat itself except the casualty.I love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hellrider.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114908889038331185?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114908889038331185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114908889038331185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114908889038331185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114908889038331185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/today-was-one-heck-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114898789659389873</id><published>2006-05-30T04:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T04:18:16.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You make me feel so pathetic.Like I was born to be your bloody slave.Can you be more mature??Grow up.You treat people like dogs and don't allow them to do the same to you.Under that smile are fits of anger.And one day,when it is unbearable,you better watch out.Childish asshole,you think people are emotionless?Like they dun feel anything and are just there for you to abuse and torture.Think of the things you've done and ask yourself if you would like to be treated that way.Bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Richny's left.Two weeks i heard.I'll be expecting you dear...gonna miss you loads.And you're leaving tomorrow.The only thing worth looking forward to is that you'll be coming back.And i'll be waiting.Holidays suck like anything.I would gladly give it up to go back to school,at least i have my friends.Trainings are gonna be so tough and there'll be so many people missing.Never mind.For the second round of carnival,I'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop abusing me or god knows what i'll do when i go mad.Those scars remind me of your childishness and imaturity and your insensitivity to people's feelings.I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Didn't i tell my tutor she was fired?She ruined another day for me again.Shit.All the plans go to waste.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114898789659389873?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114898789659389873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>My fellow Einsteinians rocked the court today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a hot day today imee.I could barely shoot partially thanks to the sun and of course to my sucky skills.It was a blazing day and i was dehydrated.Got water cooler no water.Wad the hell.Grass court,slippery..run only fall..stand up fall again.Alamak.Never mind.At least it was cooler and not as dangerous as the cement ground.It's not bad you know.So we lost two games and won three.We always lose the important ones.Pressure and speed robs us of our victory.But never mind.We played really well today.Jamie saved the day by scoring so many goals.Wan fong made a wonderful defender.Wei rong was a superb winger.Team Einstein was marvellous.A carnival to remember.We're so gonna go into second round for the next carnival.We will.Come on let's make Einstein proud.What a name.Gosh.Even the umpire thought it was lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im burnt out..my whole arms and legs are red.Not forgetting my face.Good experience today.Better results next time.I'd better leave now.Lest i doze off infront of the monitor.Toodle dooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114874191218384424?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114874191218384424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114874191218384424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114874191218384424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114874191218384424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/my-fellow-einsteinians-rocked-court.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114865385254172854</id><published>2006-05-26T07:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T07:30:52.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>For some reason i feel much better after tuition.It wasnt as bad as i imagined.And i learnt many things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy isan emotion that is able to make a great difference.It has the power to make even the weakest person become strong.But when it becomes overboard,those feelings turn into actions of stupidity.And that's bad.Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depressed people of the world cheer up.There are more things in life that are waiting for you to discover.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114865385254172854?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114865385254172854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114865385254172854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114865385254172854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114865385254172854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/for-some-reason-i-feel-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114863675813188536</id><published>2006-05-26T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T02:45:58.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel pathetic.Don't talk to me.I won't bother to reply.Take me on an endless journey.Leave this stupid life and never return.My senses are gone.Im a walking corpse.No response,no reaction.I just stare at the screeen,not taking in what people are telling me.I'm not going to care anymore.To hell with everything.I'm done with the threats.Turn on me for all i care.Get lost.Don't get on my nerves.It irks me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit tuition.You're fired you faggot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114863675813188536?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114863675813188536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114863675813188536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114863675813188536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114863675813188536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-pathetic.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114856364178267372</id><published>2006-05-25T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T06:27:43.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1)Life just sucks.No questions asked.&lt;br /&gt;2)Saw 5 &lt;em&gt;Vios&lt;/em&gt; today,not one of them was yours.&lt;br /&gt;3)Went to school for nothing.For a bloody science worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;4)Tomorrow's the day,I will faint and die.Red marks over the whole book.&lt;br /&gt;5)English bored me to death.Writing saved me.My feelings poured out.&lt;br /&gt;6)IT was stupid.I felt sucidal then.&lt;br /&gt;7)Chinese sucked.I said the wrong answer.&lt;br /&gt;8)There are tons of homework waiting for me.Holidays goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;9)Stayed back after school.Band was niceee.Cheryl was being naughty.She didnt concentrate.&lt;br /&gt;10)Rachel went mad.She fell to the ground rolling around in laughter.&lt;br /&gt;11)Rachel won't see her for a month.I won't see her for a year.&lt;br /&gt;12)I miss you.Come back.You shouldn't have left in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;13)You're so selfish.It's always about YOU.what about ME?&lt;br /&gt;14)Someone relieve me from all this pain.Save me.&lt;br /&gt;15)Life lost its meaning since you came into it and she walked out of it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114856364178267372?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114856364178267372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well,i come back feeling lethargic and depressed like i always do.School was fine,it started out as a rush when i woke up late,damn alarm clock.So we had many many free periods today..and i discovered that sitting at that spot was relaxing.It allowed me to  be free.so was going to the toilet..well sneaking actually.I got married to rachel four times and that was real fun.I had to miss the first part of talent search due to the dumb ipw,but ch was stupid and we were given the chance to get out and take photos and we took a peek at the performance.Well,many peeks.Second half of talent search after school,not bad and the last performance rocked.Strive hard guys,you have my support.Then training was useless,bok didnt even come.Carnival sure die.So i went out for dinner and went back home.And i told adeline and yan siang something i swore never to tell anyone.And here i am sitting and enjoying the tranquility of the night,listening to avril singing forgotten.It kinda describes the situation i am now,well somehow.I can't sleep.Im gonna think and think.Enjoy.Life doesnt matter as much as it used to before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114847666256878382?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114847666256878382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114847666256878382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114847666256878382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114847666256878382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;My Masterpiece.I know it's simply fabulous.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So that was what i did during dnt...and it rocked...i recycled wood..i care for the environment.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today was alright...it was a funny day though...Study Trip Study.Well..the excursion was educational but it could be boring at times..you get what i mean.And i slept during english..jgoh was out helping some injured guy..and apple was being a k-po.So after school,rachel had her day made and she went mad..but yeah..she's like that.If only you were here,my whole year would be made.You just had to leave.And for once..i can totally relax and not care about jian bao..and stupid interview..sigh.Well,i'm really glad i went golfing yesterday..i slacked and i slept and i did jian bao..pro rite..poor netballers had the worst trng yesterday..pity you guys..haha..well..im off to do science..slack slack slack.Just seeing you makes me smile.Toodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div 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Jian bao. Jian bao.And the most wonderful thing is that i can't even be bothered to go and do it.I hope my brain decides to later.Motivate me please.Or else LAB is gonna be a guilty of murder when she kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unfair.I can't miss school tomorrow coz im not in pulau ubin.What the hell.But nevermind.I get to miss chinese on Tuesday.That totally rocks.And there sure are SPECIAL contestants on singapore idol.Oh my god.Beijing hua yu.Can be friends with LAB.Ah.let's stop wasting time.Jian bao let's chiong tonight.Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114821657162906502?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114821657162906502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like my life.Rachel tells me not to feel jealous or envious but i still do.It's human nature lar rachel...im sure you feel it too...8 days ago..i had the time of my life and now they are just wonderful memories.I have this feeling that you talk to me for the sake of talking.You dislike me.And because of all this stupid stuff going on i cant rest in peace.My mind keeps on imagining so many things,i dream and have nightmares.I realised i have drastic mood swings.One minute i can be staring in space looking like the whole world owed me smth and the next i could be laughing like a hyena.You make my head wanna blow.I dunno why this addiction.I think im pathetic and desperate.Oh but im glad about one thing.I have a wonderful coded nick that she'll nv figure out.And you ppl better shut your trap.I can't go on anymore.Let's all die together.Otherwise im really gonna lose my head,you have such a great effect on me.Rachel,be happy.A likes B more than she likes C.Buzz off.Unless you can think something constructive to say,dun even bother to talk to me cause im not in the mood.Im a bloody depressionist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114808641043864146?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114808641043864146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114808641043864146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114808641043864146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114808641043864146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-dont-like-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114787551360017530</id><published>2006-05-17T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T07:18:33.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The memories will never be forgotten.I will remember them forever.Oh how i wish i could invent a time machine so that i could turn back time.Repeat over and over again.I think of you all the time.In my mind,your face keeps coming back.Haunt me?Nah.Makes me dream even more.I seriously dream too much.Daydreamer.xD&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...i dread friday.I dunno why but i just hate her.haha.Maths was dumb.Poor yan siang must do sail project on her own.Then take class photo..i hope i look nice?lol who doesnt haha..well..i like fun shot...and she said i talk to much.So wad,it's my mouth,anyway you not having lesson so i can yak all i want.So shut your trap.Then chinese sucked?My marks were wrong again.Lab arh lab,when can you ever get it right.Sigh.Get thicker lenses lar.Will help.English was so lame and i designed my file.Im proud of it.=) and i simply love CE.I hate art.Stupid marks pull my overall DOWN DOWN DOWN.and i  relieved my anger by tearing pieces of paper.Then we play counting game?and she keep looking.But i sit SO DAMN STRAIGHT.She simply had nothing to say.So bias.Wad the hell lar.Wear lipstick look like shit.Dun wear already look like shit so wear for wad.Pls lar.Class photo only.You think you very pretty meh.Stupid.Ipw was idiotic.We were the noisiest group and got scolded like thousand of times coz we ask for so many things.Stupid and we only got one recipe and she also so dumb go believe the dumb excuse about spoilt milk.Wad the hell lar use your brains lor.And rachel went to use the oven that mitten go clean tabletop,sink and plate?Oh my god.i laugh till my stomach ached.Netball was fine.Training was not so strenous.I suck at netball.Take me out of carnival.I totally ruin the team.Aiya.I dunno wad i gonna do now till 2.35.Read Agatha Christie lar.She rocks man.Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114787551360017530?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114787551360017530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114787551360017530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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important and i still could lost it.Such an important piece of my memory was being taken away.Fate REALLY hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today sucked.I screwed up for mid years.Look at my pathetic geog marks.They dun even deserve to be looked at.It was boderline.Im so ashamed.Blah.I think i suck.I failed mapwork bloody miserably.I dont know how to read maps.I didnt even study.Wad the hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im gonna get the others tomorrow.I just dont know how i'll leave through tomorrow.Its Monday and i still havent started on jian bao.Die.Ah.Just Shoot me.Damn Lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont look forward to tomorrow.Life is like a play.A play that only consists of bad adventures.Behind the mask there are sorrows untold and those eyes signify sadness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114769997737108990?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-23104811.post-114743964137002566</id><published>2006-05-12T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T06:14:01.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tired.But happy.Really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was simply perfect.Lol.haha..my day started early and we met at cine and they watch Tom and Jerry?!?lols..haha...i was like omg when she came..haha..she never tie her hair and her shirt was WOW.ok.fine.then yeah so went went cafe cartel haha rachel i know you loved it.Stop denying.Lunch was fine haha i share with rachel..it was messy and i think i was a pig.I ate everything including pizza?haha..but then she go pay the bill when we were supposed to treat her.haha.Funny rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we watched Poseidon.It was so nice.I love it...gosh..ahah..i and rachel were holding tightly to each other screaming?lols..lame lar..haha..but it was REALLY nice..MUST watch.Lol..haha..it's reall touching..the part where the guy sacrificed his life to save the others..=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie,we went everywhere looking for a place which could accomadate so many ppl..haha..then we came to this place called Breeks?Sat there and drank..it was delicious..haha...lol..but my money fly away..heart pain..haha..and we talked and talked....lol..but i just dont know why when i see her i get tongue-tied..haha..and i dunno wad to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we just walked and walked for hours tired but happy contented and satisfied.We went mac..and i think we ate like 3 meals?!?!haha..well...we harrased her in mac..haha..lol..and she kept covering her face..lol..i didnt get a nice pic of her..sighs..nvm...So we went home and im happy to say that she wore our necklace and she thinks its pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasnt as bad as i imagined.Time pasts fast when you are enjoying yourself.A day to remember.Thank you my friends and you.All of you made my day.Let's do this all over again.And hurt our feet but end up laughing it off in Mac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went right when you came.Your presence was important.Words were not spoken.Just seeing you again was enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114743964137002566?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114743964137002566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114743964137002566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114743964137002566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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passage.Blah.And she printed the dumb question wrongly,it didnt make cow sense at all.Oh damn.And she could still stroll in 1 min before the exam ended telling us the mistake of the paper when it made no differnce.Ah.She wastes time like its water.So i went Cine,lol,it was dumb.Haha.I just realized i have REALLY BAD table manners.I cant get up from the table clean from gravy or without shooting pearls on the table and have someone show me magic.Urgh.Then i watched M.I.3.It was cool but it was LOUD too.My poor eardrums you have suffered.And i had this inquisitive girl asking me questions.All the time.And i was craping to rachel?God damn.I didnt dare watch the 1-10 i'll shoot part.And it was pathetic.It wasnt the real girl.And Friday i'll be going back there.Smelling the same smell and i'll come home reeking of it AGAIN.But it'll be different this time.Coz you'll be there.Im contented just having the chance to see you.Well,although its over,i cant find a good enough reason to rejoice.Sigh.Maybe its because i havent done 3 weeks of jian bao.Ah.Who cares.Nobody ever does.Ok,Im gonna slack and slack.Tml im free,So yeah MORE SLACKING and STONING.Toodle doo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114727111932999506?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114727111932999506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114727111932999506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114727111932999506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114727111932999506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/game-is-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114714792282190724</id><published>2006-05-09T12:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T02:31:58.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was born guilty.To do guilty things.To say guilty stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the lit poem.It was nice.I wrote the word back-up copy in it.x.haha..well.i'm pissed.i guess everyone is.&lt;br /&gt;1)Lit was out of point&lt;br /&gt;2)I had a horrible lunch.Fried,cooked,steamed.you name it.I have it.&lt;br /&gt;3)My com hates me&lt;br /&gt;4)I sign out and sign in.She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;5)I bang my leg on the piano chair.&lt;br /&gt;6)Chinese tomorrow.Let's flunk and make it a memorable day and paper.&lt;em&gt;Wo du&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;i bu qi ni ah ber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;7)Stupid bee came into my room.I jumped around like a boxer in a boxing ring.&lt;br /&gt;8)No training tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;9)Heat is killing me.Heatstroke.&lt;br /&gt;10)5 boys in the bus laughed like bitches.I hate them.3rd time i see them.Childish bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world doesnt get bad.It gets worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114714792282190724?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114714792282190724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114714792282190724' 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today.But arina and tinghui made my night yesterday.LOl..I got freaky museum..Bok+Tmm+Ber=FREAK MUSEUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the comforting words..great minds do think alike.haha...i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me elaborate why today sucked.&lt;br /&gt;1)There was history test.&lt;br /&gt;2)I did all four questions coz i was blind.&lt;br /&gt;3)Tomorrow's lit.&lt;br /&gt;4)I wait for nothing AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;5)Little actions go unnoticed as usual.&lt;br /&gt;6)Im a loner.&lt;br /&gt;7)Im frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;8)I hate them.They make my life miserable.&lt;br /&gt;9)Library book due date coming and i cant lift myself off the chair to return it.Lazy.&lt;br /&gt;10)I go unnoticed as well.I dont make a difference.Im just a back-up copy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to read through lit ONCE only.Good luck lit and chinese.I wish you all the best.Be glad if you dont get red marks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114692258511389428</id><published>2006-05-06T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T01:17:09.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel better now.Thank you jia le.That helped alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs.I think i dream too much.And the worst thing is i keep dreaming that my dumb dreams will come true.Plus,I hallucinate.I think and see things that arent there,that remind me of you.I think too much,and i have too much emotions.And the more i think of it,the more i dont want it to come.As i said,i would be an extra.sighs.Fate is cruel and im crumbling at it's hands.The world likes to play tricks on me.Life is a nightmare.Count yourself lucky if you're dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History,Chap 9 and Chap 5.I can do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114692258511389428?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114692258511389428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114692258511389428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114692258511389428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114692258511389428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-better-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114681047149369638</id><published>2006-05-05T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T23:27:51.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;With this hand,I will lift your sorrows.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your cup will never empty,for I will be your wine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With this candle,I will light your way through darkness.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With this ring,I ask you to be mine.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114681047149369638?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114681047149369638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114681047149369638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114681047149369638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114681047149369638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/with-this-handi-will-lift-your-sorrows.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114680144862176967</id><published>2006-05-05T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T21:01:09.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel elated today.I will reap what i sow.I mugged yesterday and today i know how to do the maths paper.YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additional stuff that happened to make me ecstatic.&lt;br /&gt;1)Today's a Friday&lt;br /&gt;2)I remembered to bring my calculator.&lt;br /&gt;3)Im not gonna fail maths.&lt;br /&gt;4)I saw hilarious moo moo and gang on the way home&lt;br /&gt;5)She smiled at me.&lt;br /&gt;6)Chop stamp aka dictionary was sitting there too.&lt;br /&gt;7)I think Moo Moo's old.Age isnt everything.Appearance is.&lt;br /&gt;8)Its nearing the 12.&lt;br /&gt;9)3 more to go.Must endure.&lt;br /&gt;10)I'm happy to know that Moo Moo realises she's old.Thus she mixes with them.Although they are bad influence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S My hand shivers when i draw curves and my line turns wiggglllyy and sqquuiiggllyy.Sighs.Bad habit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114680144862176967?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114680144862176967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114680144862176967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114680144862176967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114680144862176967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-feel-elated-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114671707793469910</id><published>2006-05-04T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:38:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I screwed up for geog.Now im screwed.Im so gonna fail for mapwork.I didnt study world map and they went to give for exam.Stupid.Ugh.And i write so little,i dont even think i got all the points.Sigh.I feel miserable.But i saw you.And i cheered up.ok.Im not gonna fail maths,i have to pass even if its boderline.Toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S Studying in front of the com is a torture.Trust me.It really is.So dont follow in my footsteps.Dont do stupid things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114671707793469910?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114671707793469910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114671707793469910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114671707793469910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114671707793469910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-screwed-up-for-geog.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114663637411420568</id><published>2006-05-03T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T23:18:32.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Wonderful stuff happened today to spice up my dull depressing life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1)I officially announce that i will flunk Science,English,Chinese and Maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2)I hate the word Gel Electrophoresis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;3)I witnessed a cat fight which almost took place over a chop and a thick book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;4)I saw how LAB stood up for us today.Mainly because it wasnt our fault.It was hers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;5)I got deprived of my journey home and got left behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;6)I thought of a stupid song after finishing science.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;7)I saw two birds out the window and entertained myself by looking at them.Lovebirds.LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;8)I saw the new but complex calculator.Mine's still the best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;9)That long awaited call came again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;10)There's 5 more papers to go.Then it's GAME OVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im gonna mug for geog.And Score.Byebye.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114663637411420568?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114663637411420568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114663637411420568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114663637411420568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114663637411420568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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yeah..so now im mugging..sighs..cant wait for this to be over.Ok..im gonna resume my bonkers schedule..toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114655296391624576?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114655296391624576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114655296391624576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114655296391624576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114655296391624576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/05/i-had-this-sick-feeling-when-i-reached.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114636970740262011</id><published>2006-04-29T20:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T21:20:03.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Today,i woke up.I went to church and it made me think of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went past a nursery,and it said IRRIGATION and i thought of you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I read my notes and my thoughts shifted to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I saw this globe and i remembered you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I cant wait for exams to end coz thats when i'll get to see you again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And after that,you'll be gone.No red car,no smiles.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's over.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hate reality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ADELINE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha..happy birthday dear friend..i was merely just testing you just now..lols..ok..may all your wishes come truee..=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114636970740262011?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114636970740262011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114636970740262011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114636970740262011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114636970740262011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/todayi-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114630484596864078</id><published>2006-04-29T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T18:28:58.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/1600/cry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/206/2361/320/cry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;First time i saw you,we were strangers.But i could feel something unique about you.Something different from the rest.Initially,walking past each other,we would smile,and the smile represented everything.Then the days went by,and i grew bolder.The smiles turned into waves of retardedness and words that seemed ordinary but meant alot.Fridays were ruined because of art but i still looked forward to it because your lesson changed everything.You held your markers like wolverine and we observed the little things that you did.The way you said very good made us giggle and you would stare at us wondering what was the joke about.Then,the photocopy shop,i saw you.You smiled and asked me what the pictures were for and i told you.That was the first time i heard you speak madarin,and it sounded funny,but nice.Before you left,you said bye and you would have waved if you didnt have the laptop in your hands.In the canteen,you walked pass me and we would exchange words of hi,and you sat there and turned to face us and smiled and waved at us.Then,i heard that you were leaving.I was shattered.How could life be so unfair.Three things were taken from me in one go.I couldnt believe it but it was true.Everyone was talking about it.And thursday,then i knew that friday was your last day.And i broke down.I hated english.For if it wasnt for the paper,i could have my last lesson with you.Friday,we said goodbye,and it was a memorable one.You were leaving and not coming back.And after passing you the gift,i said goodbye and i walked,i didnt turn back,i couldnt.But that smile stayed etched in my mind.It had the power to change one's mood.It's terrible that you have to leave,but i admire you for your ambitiousness and your courage.You will be missed but you should leave gladly knowing that you have made a mark on our lives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Good luck and take care.Bon Voyage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114630484596864078?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114630484596864078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114630484596864078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114630484596864078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114630484596864078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114620773748420886</id><published>2006-04-28T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T03:11:10.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was a memorable day.And as i turned away,i didnt look back.I didnt want to.I couldnt.But nvm there are things i should be glad about too.Like going to shenyang or awaiting the arrival of the duck.lols.well...school was alright although art exam sucked..then english im so gonna fail..SIGHS...stupid picture so not clear..i cant even see lor..well..im gonna mug..byebye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S I realized that wad she said was wrong all along.And i have swore to be Anti-Tears.Only Smiles allowed.:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114620773748420886?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114620773748420886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114620773748420886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114613449129296042?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114613449129296042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114613449129296042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114613449129296042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114613449129296042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-dont-feel-like-blogging-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114603760820326879</id><published>2006-04-26T00:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T00:46:48.213-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Im sick.Mentally and physically.Im tired.I cant go on anymore..life sucks..today was ok..usual..wad can you expect?!yah..then chinese i do wrongly so i can be prepared to get scolded by lab.English was stupid..CH let like a 1000 ppl go toilet?Lols...then ipw was dumb...we slacked and listened to music..haha..stupid..yah..im dying..stupid stress is killing me.toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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-23104811.post-114595255656401482</id><published>2006-04-25T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T01:29:27.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think im such a freaking coward...im a worthless creature.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;ok....so i was unable to blog yesterday but nevermind...so im busy mugging for the exams..yeah..and well today was fine..vt didnt come..yay...haha..then we missed Lab's period coz got health screening..you rock nurses!!haha...then science was fine and blah blah..yeah..anyway..rachel..i'll give you two reasons why you should be jealous of me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;1)When i was photocopying art...after you left..i saw e.k...she also want the auntie to photocopy dunno wad...then yeah..she ask me why photocopy so many pictures and i told her..=)..and i heard her speak CHINESE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2)After you left..when i was sitting in the canteen watching planet's funniest animals...gpz walked right past me...yeah...RIGHT PAST ME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;jealous?i know you are..hehe..ok thats all i guess..tata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114595255656401482?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114595255656401482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114595255656401482' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114595255656401482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114595255656401482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-think-im-such-freaking-coward.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114587339682702501</id><published>2006-04-24T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T03:09:56.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry..i just cant bring myself to do it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm feeling down in the dumps,i want to dump reality and go live in a world of my own..where everything goes rite and nothing goes wrong...If only...sigh...why must this happen?and i get this dumb feeling that i dont mean anything to you when i really want to...school was ok..except that dnt was REALLY REALLY boring..yeah..nothing much..im gonna study..die die must..toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114587339682702501?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114587339682702501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114587339682702501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114587339682702501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yeah..i realised that while walking home..and it sorta made sense...welll..the days and passsing  by faster and faster and i want it to stop..so today was alright...except that there were tests and all..activities ROCKED today...shant say why...then science was ok..we did experiment and my hand smelled of  bleach..EWW..well then maths..i did it badly but sighs..never mind...after that english was spelling..LAME..then it...LAME....and yeah after school we rushed to photocopy then go take science test...haha.....after science test watched band...good luck you guys..=)..ok im disheartened and stressed...toodles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114552935169643231?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114552935169643231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114552935169643231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114552935169643231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114552935169643231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/its-not-words-that-matterits-one-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114535336322016081</id><published>2006-04-18T02:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T02:52:12.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they dont think...they dont bother..they dont care...they dont spare a thought for how people feel..they think that people are immune..robots..that they do not have emotions..that just a smile and every single thing will go away...they dont know that silence actually means something..they dont intepret anything..why?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;oh my god..im so sick and tired of this...it sucks like anything..maths was as usual freaking boring then history was alright..i lost to jamie in source base but nvm..who cares..i dun wanna think about anything now..im depressed..so then it was chinese..lucky im safe..zuo ye nv get caught..after that science....relief teacher and i slept for like 20 minutes..=)..then english was portfolio..haiz..i dun understand the passage at all..maths wkst..was so boring..at least i managed to do a page of the wkst..yep..and so i went home early today..and my mind is blank..im just staring into space..i wanna break down..its too tiring..i cant take it anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I wanna cry it all out,but will you listen?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114535336322016081?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114535336322016081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23104811&amp;postID=114535336322016081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114535336322016081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23104811/posts/default/114535336322016081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/2006/04/they-dont-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Spastic</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04003336693917507786</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23104811.post-114526756217691508</id><published>2006-04-17T02:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T03:52:18.723-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;well well....so it seems i havent updated for years..but nvm...so today...i had the monday blues..who doesnt?!?so i reached exceptionally early today as someone says..then i had a shock..and i wont bother elaborating..haha..ok so maths was totally zzzzzzz.....omg lar...when he turn to the board i close my eyes lor..haiz..so damn boring..but wad to do??then was pe..and we spent the whole time RUNNING LIKE FOOLS...play softball..in the end also nv play..haiz..then music..test was postponed..but so wad lar..like i spend so much time studying and then wad?POSTPONE.ok nvm..then after that english..didnt do well for portfolio..then dnt..go and cut the acrylic until hand so pain...sigh..the sacrifices i make..lol..then lit..was not too bad...i got quite ok..coz she mark damn lenient..haha..so lucky..ok..so i stayed back for nth..and at least i mug geog and history ok..yah..then went home..and here i am..so SIAN..ok..im gonna MUG again..guai me..haha..toodles...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;P.S OH MY GOD.i have been trying to go into msn for the past 1 hour and i cant..god dammit..forget it..i will stop trying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23104811-114526756217691508?l=spastic-angel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://spastic-angel.blogspot.com/feeds/114526756217691508/comments/default' title='Post 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