<?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-9887846</id><updated>2011-08-03T05:49:06.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the scribbles.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-6687806859296323826</id><published>2009-12-17T03:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T03:07:44.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rawr ! i'm stressed out. thinking a lot. i'm tired. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming. but somehow i have no idea what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bangs head on bed-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. iphone&lt;br /&gt;2. vest&lt;br /&gt;3. nice casual shoes&lt;br /&gt;4. smart jacket&lt;br /&gt;5. most imptly, her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either way. i also don't feel like i really want what i've listed. -.-" so sian. but the last item stands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6687806859296323826?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6687806859296323826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6687806859296323826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6687806859296323826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6687806859296323826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/12/rawr-im-stressed-out.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3734317000403811313</id><published>2009-10-11T01:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T01:25:18.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate biasness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when 2 situation with different subjects are progressing the same way. however, the same person's perception of one instance is way different from the other instance. despite them having the same meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really pisses the shit out of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fug.&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-9887846.post-6812311165729486007</id><published>2009-10-03T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T23:57:18.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sometimes, life's a bitch. but who bothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the ppl around you who makes you feel that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they don't bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more if the person has a certain value.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why has it got to be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, all i ask for it just a bit of something. maybe some form of expression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a mind reader. neither am i good at understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i need conversion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6812311165729486007?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6812311165729486007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6812311165729486007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6812311165729486007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6812311165729486007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/10/sometimes-lifes-bitch.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7149261674904863279</id><published>2009-09-24T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:54:32.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my life is like a corrupted analyser. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you prepare a sample, ready for analysis, hoping to get yr desired results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time you put in, barcode error.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fix it. put in. reagent lot empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a new one. put it in. buffer empty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get a new one. put it in. waste container full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear the crap. put it in. priming tube has a hole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fix it. put it in. rotatory belt malfunction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replace it. probe spoil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just never fall into place. none the sort you hope for. just unexpected scenarios, slamming yr face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happen? hurhur?! no.1 soccer rule...always expect the unexpected !!! epic fail uh wess !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bi- is the way to go. it gets boring when everything's uni. RAH !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7149261674904863279?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7149261674904863279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7149261674904863279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7149261674904863279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7149261674904863279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-life-is-like-corrupted-analyser.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-348916878101394802</id><published>2009-08-12T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T20:44:02.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i feel so sian...=((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like dying. so can rest in peace. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is mundane and repetitive. i want more new things in life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so...norm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-348916878101394802?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/348916878101394802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=348916878101394802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/348916878101394802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/348916878101394802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-feel-so-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5400840820295503709</id><published>2009-07-24T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:26:56.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear upon my life today was the most fcuk-strating, pissing, no-link day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheesed. pissed. ticked. everything you name it, i have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so mad, i don't even know what i want to do now. shaken. screwed. fcuked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so fazed, i want to scream so loud my lungs burst. but i can't. it's 1124pm. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one will understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my mom says i'm stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl say woman have a higher threshold of pain as compared to men. but i swear men have so much more mental endurance as compared to a woman. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom says life is short. enjoy it. make things to its fullest. so what ? i drop my feelings and go party ? should i? will i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KNNCCBPCBFCUKLA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to slp and forget this fcuked up day ever happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5400840820295503709?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5400840820295503709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5400840820295503709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5400840820295503709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5400840820295503709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-upon-my-life-today-was-most.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3330278576406505054</id><published>2009-07-16T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T19:06:59.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i swear today is the worst day ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the tine, while i'm slping. until the time i sit at the comp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is so fcuked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuk !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been holding my tongue. frustrations. argghhh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna have fun ! i don't want responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like talking anymore. i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3330278576406505054?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3330278576406505054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3330278576406505054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3330278576406505054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3330278576406505054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-swear-today-is-worst-day-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-334859726662428713</id><published>2009-06-28T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T20:21:48.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want my bumble bee...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumble bee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bumble bee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where is my bumble bee ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tommorrow is another day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-334859726662428713?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/334859726662428713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=334859726662428713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/334859726662428713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/334859726662428713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-my-bumble-bee.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1758712440742005176</id><published>2009-06-09T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T01:07:44.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol ! so many things this week ! feels like i need time management !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday coming. annivesary coming. many projects due. courses to attend. talks to attend. outings to be in. WOW !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saddist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a few stressful and dreadful and sianned days back. maybe guys do have pms. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND OMGWTFWREOIUDSNSKJLUFSNDKJSK !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really saddist !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the fcuk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGNORANCE IS BLISS LA !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1758712440742005176?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1758712440742005176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1758712440742005176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1758712440742005176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1758712440742005176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol-so-many-things-this-week-feels-like.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6844782232756283762</id><published>2009-05-25T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:18:57.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life doesn't get any more relieving. but i've decided not to push my limits to wits ends. take things as they come. make right choices. smart moves. slow and steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, soccer is such a cruel game. or would i say league games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such tragedy is to some who face relegation. a massive reduction in sponsorship. so hard it is to swallow the pill of shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but who cares. manchester united are the champions. my sincere affection for newcastle,m'boro and west brom. may you gain top flight football in 2 years. =D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so today marks the end of the 38-game each run for the barclay's premier league. what a season it has been. so many things has happened. oh why must it end ? now i have to wait til august for it to start again. my oh my. will life be boring again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister was asking me if i was excited if my birthday was coming? or my one year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i slapped her in the face with a reply which sound so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me get through this week of intense projects. and then next week filled with term tests. and then the week after next of the one day fcuked up course. and then ltr to enjoy myself. i hope. even during term break we have 2 projects to be submitted. gosh ! life of a student on his way to professorship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6844782232756283762?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6844782232756283762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6844782232756283762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6844782232756283762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6844782232756283762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8035925543634075636</id><published>2009-05-13T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:53:22.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the suckiest month-iversary ever! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8035925543634075636?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8035925543634075636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8035925543634075636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8035925543634075636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8035925543634075636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-suckiest-month-iversary-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2613589603497258100</id><published>2009-05-05T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:18:38.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate the work. i wish i was king. lol !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL PROMISE TO STOP ANTICIPATING, BUT APPRECIATE IF IT COMES. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will not put myself in a predicament. or rather in the shits. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2613589603497258100?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2613589603497258100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2613589603497258100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2613589603497258100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2613589603497258100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/05/what.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1248824849274582156</id><published>2009-04-26T02:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T03:00:42.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wheee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so look forward to weekends. because i shall say and must emphasize, SCHOOL SUCKS NOW. everything sucks. its up to all to think what i mean, but whatever it is. everything sucks. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so...therefore i hope the 5 days pass fast and saturday lasts longer. sunday depends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today...i would say is the best day ever. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to be with my love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and watched manutd come from 0-2 to win 5-2 !!! wahahahaha. saddist team ! totally UTF with a DTW display of team work and skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a manutd jersey !!! be it home, away or confed. i want all colours !!! MOMMY...!!! =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1248824849274582156?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1248824849274582156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1248824849274582156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1248824849274582156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1248824849274582156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/wheee-i-so-look-forward-to-weekends.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5155061616910969690</id><published>2009-04-22T14:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T14:57:57.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my day was made spectacular with a wonderful surpise by my dear girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you darling ! MUACKS ! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5155061616910969690?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5155061616910969690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5155061616910969690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5155061616910969690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5155061616910969690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-day-was-made-spectacular-with.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1678120414913146281</id><published>2009-04-18T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:03:16.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my heart hurts so fcuking bad now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it normal heartache or am i facing severe hypertension leading to a heart attack ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jesus. just kill me. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1678120414913146281?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1678120414913146281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1678120414913146281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1678120414913146281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1678120414913146281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-heart-hurts-so-fcuking-bad-now.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5654411800284590193</id><published>2009-04-17T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T23:21:03.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if a girl is a virgin, get her consent before fcuking her. don't rape her. it's rude and impolite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you need my stuff, ask and thou shall receive. it's rude and impolite to take my things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5654411800284590193?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5654411800284590193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5654411800284590193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5654411800284590193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5654411800284590193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-girl-is-virgin-get-her-consent.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3753891452603290883</id><published>2009-04-15T22:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T22:04:54.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm upset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel fcuked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;words are undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm careless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm worthless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've let you down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3753891452603290883?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3753891452603290883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3753891452603290883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3753891452603290883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3753891452603290883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4312455959052281714</id><published>2009-04-12T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T00:10:14.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>she's mine !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest can kiss my @$$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4312455959052281714?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4312455959052281714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4312455959052281714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4312455959052281714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4312455959052281714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/shes-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6356951522052275375</id><published>2009-04-07T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T02:18:01.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wess lee wess lee wess lee !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you smart ? or just acting smart ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel i do the stupidest things ever. or do i ? or at tt point of time, i think it's the smartest thing. oh what the fcuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sacrifices one should call them. a smart one or a dumb one ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do one differentiate the righteous from the diabolic ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for instance, does one score a goal but break a leg in the process or miss the goal and save yr leg ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe, in a team game, die so yr teammate can kill or don't die and don't allow yr team to kill ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so confusing !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i to do ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;decisiosn decisions decisions. it's all part of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know what i do for sure. is at tt very point in time, i think i do what's best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6356951522052275375?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6356951522052275375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6356951522052275375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6356951522052275375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6356951522052275375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/wess-lee-wess-lee-wess-lee-are-you.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-264362870589042072</id><published>2009-04-06T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:06:57.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK YEAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a match !!! one of the most exciting ever ! can you imagine ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geess...all the manutd fans must be screaming their voices hoarse ! but who cares...we go back 1st. LIVERPOOL CAN GO SUCK BALLS and taste 2nd for another week !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO........VIVA RONALDO !!! 7 !!! but wait...we must not forget the newcomer. someone i never heard off. fought his place to get first team. a teenager. i thought manutd gave up hope. but in the end, he was the 'hero' ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first we lead with a ronaldo freekick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then 2 aston villa goals came in, and we lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ronaldo a quiet hero struck and put us back to a 2-2 tie. with the fans behind our backs...we played anxiously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the refs board to put a big no. for added time. FIVE MINUTES !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly out of nowhere in the 92nd minute, MACHEDA !!! who are you ? SCORED !!! WAH PIANG EH !!! i swear i scream as loud as my sore throat could allow me ! woke my family up, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANUTD WON AND ARE BACK ON TOP !!! GLORY MANUTD !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohooo~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-264362870589042072?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/264362870589042072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=264362870589042072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/264362870589042072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/264362870589042072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/fuck-yeah-what-match-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7726016858178644472</id><published>2009-04-05T02:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T03:59:41.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello dear blog who i have abandoned for ages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as many might have known, I'VE GOT MY DRIVER'S LICENSE !!! wooohooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've been driving everyday...wheee~! just tt, my parking sucks...shitface killjoy. nevertheless, wheee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now where do i begin ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot has happened between then and now, tt i've no time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...but i shall just talk about talking points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i should start to watch my diet. am getting rounder by the day. my mom and darling are worried for me. hahahaha. the other day, i had a rather late lunch. followed by some soba and fried rice for dinner. haha. then at night, went to have 1 egg prata with roti bom. and at 2am. went to SAKUNTALA to have some paper thosai and naan with mutton curry. superb !!! wheee~! wahahaha. fat man. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to play soccer. no chance or no time. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. it's late. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i yearn for more !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least, i love her ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7726016858178644472?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7726016858178644472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7726016858178644472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7726016858178644472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7726016858178644472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/04/hello-dear-blog-who-i-have-abandoned.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4697694210702378601</id><published>2009-03-26T23:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T23:40:00.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i now know what love is. sometimes people get dumbfounded and tongue tied when people ask what's love. but i know my answer. and i also see the utmost importance of staying truthful, loyal, faithful and sincere with respect to your loving partner. a wrong move can deal a tragic blow. so ya. hahaha. random thoughts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have not been sleeping or thinking well these past few days. first it was the fear of what my results would be for my semestral examinations. but now, it'll be how i fair for my driving test. i sure hope i do pass. so many have said i'm confident. i hope i don't screw up, or the tester who thinks i'm too young. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i've made up my mind. i'm not going to dress up to make him think i'm older. i'm just going to be comfortable. so yeah. all righty then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man is my heart exhilarating like mad now. =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4697694210702378601?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4697694210702378601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4697694210702378601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4697694210702378601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4697694210702378601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-now-know-what-love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6728891672992379484</id><published>2009-03-21T15:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T15:16:25.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saddist !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really have no comments,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just feels so real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK ! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6728891672992379484?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6728891672992379484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6728891672992379484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6728891672992379484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6728891672992379484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/saddist-really-have-no-comments-it-just.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1364570480003234147</id><published>2009-03-11T19:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:14:57.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exam results are out. neutral. neither here nor there. no more nightmares. only have to look forward to driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my first ever hard earn pay. not easy. oh well. aching all over. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling. why do you not want me ? please don't be like this. =(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1364570480003234147?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1364570480003234147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1364570480003234147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1364570480003234147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1364570480003234147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/emo.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5318058176679865290</id><published>2009-03-08T02:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T02:19:01.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i suddenly yearn for it now ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT I WANT I WANT. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5318058176679865290?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5318058176679865290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5318058176679865290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5318058176679865290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5318058176679865290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-suddenly-yearn-for-it-now-i-want-more.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6082351287896212068</id><published>2009-03-08T00:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T00:36:16.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i'm a happy boy ! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6082351287896212068?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6082351287896212068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6082351287896212068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6082351287896212068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6082351287896212068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-im-happy-boy-d.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3125563431586607188</id><published>2009-03-02T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T02:20:20.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i would say the first weekend of my hols have been great thus far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i went out with my dear gf for lunch. which was awesome ! =D apart from being totally shagged for no reason. maybe didn't have a proper meal. (well indeed. cause i didn't eat anything before heading to her place)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a bbq. which well wasn't very hop and happening. but the process with the bros of creating the fire. (i got burned) was fun ! and there was rain ! or rather a heavy downpour ! lol. which totally drenched us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went drinking ltr after seeing my dear off. i frigging can't wear slippers. i'd say i drag them or clip them tightly. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked home on the high at 4am plus only to find myself locked out of the house. woke the maid up to let me in and fell right into the depths of dreamland only to find myself awake the next day totally shagged out. spent my day watching movies. and eating. and eating and eating. and then watch soccer. and WAH LA ! i'm here. 217am. please with the fact that manchester united achieved their 2nd title of the season with the BPL looming and the thought of FA with UEFA. it seriously is exciting the fans but we cannot hope so much for they are humans who may succumb to pressure and mistakes. so let's support and not pressure them ! go manutd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to driving this week and yumcha? wahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want More of yoU Around me. Cuddles and KisseS !&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lame and bummed out. ok! bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3125563431586607188?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3125563431586607188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3125563431586607188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3125563431586607188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3125563431586607188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-would-say-first-weekend-of-my-hols.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7981967724877596056</id><published>2009-02-22T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T19:30:33.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>if i could, i would and will if i can. in hope to work and study neurology alongside psychology and be a doctor. saving money to input into a research study, what the fcuk goes on in a girl's mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't they just live by the mindset of the simplicity of a man's way of thinking in which has not changed over the past few generations. and understand that dictatorship belongs to us. gees !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying for equality is something so stupid ! because the way you all think is stupid ! my god ! phfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just fuck off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you you you and you. can just fuck the hell off ! _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7981967724877596056?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7981967724877596056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7981967724877596056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7981967724877596056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7981967724877596056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/if-i-could-i-would-and-will-if-i-can.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2234988580219798226</id><published>2009-02-16T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T02:57:23.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to talk to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only half of you, or maybe even lesser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i lost you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel...so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2234988580219798226?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2234988580219798226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2234988580219798226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2234988580219798226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2234988580219798226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-missed-you-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5522644098842983567</id><published>2009-02-12T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T21:34:18.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's the 2nd last day of school today. indeed this semester has been a exhilarating one. no doubt. a tireless and stressful long run it has been. with on the ball syllabus and loads of memory work to be done. i'm glad it's coming to a close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER, nothing ends with like a girl's kinda love fantasy story. this is the real life. and it bites. lol. the GRAND FINALE ! - SEMESTRAL EXAMINATIONS. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh god. what a chore and torture. relentless hours shall be put it for practice. brain cells lost. time perishes like it was even there 4 minutes ago. adrenaline forces its way around the vasculature of one's body. sacrifices to be made. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe somehow the education system, has teh capability to sent one crumbling, down the path of...no idea? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a midst the thought of committment to studies, there is my second commitment. the one to my love. tml will be our 8th month. and i never intend to spend it with her. well, not tt i don't want to but...time is ticking. things need to be done. and and sometimes the saying goes ' absences makes the heart grow fonder". so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i did bake her a HUGE tub of cookies. with an extra large heart shaped one. =D swwets for my sweet like they say. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SZQlSLIccqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gbIoZoHwI9E/s1600-h/P1030578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SZQlSLIccqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gbIoZoHwI9E/s200/P1030578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301903655477998242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, saturday is valentines day. what's the big deal with Vday ? why so much love in the air ? a reason for timid beings to arise from the hermit shell and express balls of steel ? hmmm...whatever the case, i know i will shower my girlfriend with lots of love, be it Vday or any other day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am anticipating V-day though. looking very much forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i think to myself, Eddy mentioned something like any girl who are attached to any of the guys in my group is lucky. cause we're sincere guys looking just for our partner with no other hanging wants. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and with much sincerity and originality, we plan to do something special ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm off to study now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5522644098842983567?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5522644098842983567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5522644098842983567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5522644098842983567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5522644098842983567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-2nd-last-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SZQlSLIccqI/AAAAAAAAAA8/gbIoZoHwI9E/s72-c/P1030578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-4895569462256456968</id><published>2009-02-10T02:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T02:12:41.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lots going through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i really don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to go about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how to even begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i do more ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or do i do less ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't i lie it down like clockwork ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disrupted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4895569462256456968?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4895569462256456968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4895569462256456968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4895569462256456968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4895569462256456968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/lots-going-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-793132546381568259</id><published>2009-02-09T02:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T02:20:09.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did a lot since the time i woke up today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a rather fulfilling day. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, and was feeling hungry. so decided to cook fried rice on my own. whooo~! -CLAPS- i cooked fried rice on my own...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously that wasn't all. i cooked while in my boxers. well, there's a first for everything. and boy did i learn to dress appropriately while cooking. wtf ! oil splattered all over my hot bod...well, i guess the oil had a hotter time on my bod than on the pan. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows...my mom was like. the fried rice doesn't taste like it was done by a first timer ! well, cooking is in my genes perhaps. bwahahaha. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to fulfill my day. learn to cook more. decided to baked for my darling dearest for our 8th month. well it wasn't the most magnificent thing done. but it was truely sincere. and i hope. no wait. she'll definitely like it. i did it in advance though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, can't blame. this upcoming week is filled with tests. whatcha expect ? oh bother. either way, she's happy with the cookies i baked ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's a pic of one tt she edited. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SY8hxK-WuOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TBgavPT4xBs/s1600-h/P1030578.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SY8hxK-WuOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TBgavPT4xBs/s200/P1030578.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300492415081560290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. i'm so proud of myself. furthermore, i rollerpinned the dough for the family's chicken pie. and i cooked omelette for dinner ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm becoming a matured man. or i think i am. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things i should learn before getting married. LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. more planning to be done for V-day ! banzai wess !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-793132546381568259?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/793132546381568259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=793132546381568259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/793132546381568259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/793132546381568259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/did-lot-since-time-i-woke-up-today.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SY8hxK-WuOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/TBgavPT4xBs/s72-c/P1030578.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-1830233796574059878</id><published>2009-02-08T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T01:41:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>there are asswipes everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dumb people everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid perople everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fcuked up ones too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irritants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuisance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a pain in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so love this song when you're mad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NL4dfGIISs0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NL4dfGIISs0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL !!! and this is live. awesome man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder how they can tahan head banging. wooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFVjTrxCcz4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vFVjTrxCcz4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1830233796574059878?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1830233796574059878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1830233796574059878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1830233796574059878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1830233796574059878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-are-asswipes-everywhere.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1140828378266418083</id><published>2009-02-01T01:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T01:09:33.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was an absolute bummer day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel super bummed !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling bummed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;behaved like a biatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hated every min of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all, it's a bummed day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feb 1 , 09 can kiss my bum ! _|_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1140828378266418083?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1140828378266418083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1140828378266418083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1140828378266418083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1140828378266418083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-was-absolute-bummer-day.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6046605081810929743</id><published>2009-01-24T22:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:06:34.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i must say, has been one of the most fruitful days of 2009. normally i'll be studying my time off, or gaming my time off. but today has been different. i've decided to be a grown up and do things on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 9 plus. and went down to get my hair done. wooo ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a great long chat with my brudders. and then went to the docs with jerm. jerm had his blood test done while i had my Hep B vaccination. i swearit didn't hurt, but the funny thing was when he pulled out the needle, my muscle twitched so hard, it frightened the doc. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home, only to craft 2 wonderful trademark peranakan dishes with a numb arm, with my beloved mom's and sis' help. woo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AYAN BUA KELUAK and BAKWAN KEPITING ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simply heavenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally the sex ! wooo~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tts about the day. oh ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to church today. and listen to the reading for the day. and i realised every successful man has god in his life, family and his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obama, does things the god way. LOL ! which is like totally. lol. cool ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my gf terribly ! =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6046605081810929743?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6046605081810929743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6046605081810929743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6046605081810929743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6046605081810929743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-must-say-has-been-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3427316802807820845</id><published>2009-01-06T21:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T21:43:17.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today has got to be one of the most disappointing, upsetting and boring days of my life. not forgetting pissing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope all will be well for my darling dog. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3427316802807820845?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3427316802807820845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3427316802807820845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3427316802807820845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3427316802807820845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-has-got-to-be-one-of-most.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6777506479405582199</id><published>2009-01-06T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:55:00.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i woke up feeling completely exhausted. had to go early tom print some poster. finding myself pissing the aunty off with rather slipshot instructions given. had a darn boring lab. and had to rush for presentation in the midst of severe stress. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even after all this hassle. i'm smiling like a cheshire cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i totally feel loved today. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ppl say to take is good. to give is great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now. to give is good. and to take is ABSOLUTELY SHIOK ! rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my girlfriend. muacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6777506479405582199?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6777506479405582199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6777506479405582199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6777506479405582199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6777506479405582199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/01/today-i-woke-up-feeling-completely.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2533252703380528104</id><published>2009-01-04T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T03:35:25.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i needa let it out. or i will explode in laughter. wahahahahhaha. i cannot stop thinking about it. it's so funny. wahahhaa. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched ip man today. fabulous film. so proud of ipman. guess who taught him those moves? i did. wahahaha. it wasn't easy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, frustrated i am at the fact tt my planning can't be carried out as i hope it would. so many obstacles and unfinished things hindering me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first of all i don't have my license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i can have enough money by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how my SIP will span out. sighs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my girlfriend. muacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2533252703380528104?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2533252703380528104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2533252703380528104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2533252703380528104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2533252703380528104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-needa-let-it-out.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3769348462830070191</id><published>2009-01-01T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:06:27.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm bored. i'm frustrated. i'm angry. i'm in pain. i'm upset. i'm disgruntled. i'm wess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year ! &gt;=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3769348462830070191?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3769348462830070191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3769348462830070191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3769348462830070191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3769348462830070191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-9100640323648806067</id><published>2008-12-28T23:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T23:02:43.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg ! life is so effing boring ! boring boring boring !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-drops to the ground, playing dead-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need new games. i need new thrills in life ! shit sty life ! B-O-R-I-N-G !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only thing giving me a bit entertainment is a person sending me emails which makes me laugh at his english. attempting to use profound and mannered tones in which it makes it look like a complete JOKE ! rofl. oh well. the retardedness of people. wooohooo !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-9100640323648806067?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/9100640323648806067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=9100640323648806067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/9100640323648806067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/9100640323648806067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-life-is-so-effing-boring-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8236098817880033204</id><published>2008-12-28T16:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T16:26:48.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fucking csas ! fucking bpharm !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks he life form outta me ! what in the mother nature !!!! argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to wake up to some cheena aunties screaming and laughing. -.- " !!! uber KNN !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't have to go to sch tml, but stupid csas presents me with a test ! whoopie ! not !!! fcuked up ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed off !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8236098817880033204?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8236098817880033204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8236098817880033204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8236098817880033204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8236098817880033204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/fucking-csas-fucking-bpharm-sucks-he.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6664040682184214750</id><published>2008-12-28T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T01:40:26.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's tt time of the month again ! and i hate it. loath it. despice it. *pui*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-walks away, leaving a trail of spit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uber sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6664040682184214750?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6664040682184214750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6664040682184214750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6664040682184214750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6664040682184214750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-tt-time-of-month-again-and-i-hate.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6801784524197435387</id><published>2008-12-21T04:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T04:35:35.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i like the way she dressed today. a whole new thing. a first to me. and i totally love it ! she looked, well in simple terms, BEAUTIFUL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am indeed. totally head over heels for her. for she is the one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6801784524197435387?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6801784524197435387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6801784524197435387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6801784524197435387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6801784524197435387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-like-way-she-dressed-today.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6906784454069223721</id><published>2008-12-16T14:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T14:34:48.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up with an absolujte blank mind. seriously don't know what to do. and so i sit in my chair watching 'hardcore' videos. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qtk9c6ZGcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3qtk9c6ZGcM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6906784454069223721?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6906784454069223721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6906784454069223721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6906784454069223721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6906784454069223721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/woke-up-with-absolujte-blank-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7208890620713850458</id><published>2008-12-16T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T00:48:21.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today i shall be truthful and expose my ego. however, only because i want to talk about the disgusting side of singaporeans. well, i am rather lost at how i should begin. but i will try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, after a seminar in school, i took a bus to tamp inter excitedly to meet my darling. but as i past tamp safra, a logo caught my eyes. manchester united. an academy ? wtf ? in singapore ? now ? so i was rather riled up at the moment and upset. the next day, i read the papers and 2 kids were sent to england for try-outs at the manutd academy. oh what the fcuk ! i got rly pissed off by tt time ! what went thru my mind was, why not 5 years back ? or even 13 years back ? i was a child prodigy man ! give me the chance and i might be even better than cristiano ronaldo himself. gees...assluck !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, consolation for me is, since i'm not a star in england. i lead a norm life in s'pore. sharing my life with an absolutely great girlfriend whom i simply adore. she's the centre of my attraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, a few mins ago, after a long ass-hurting bus-ride from across country. i finally reached my house bus stop. and then i saw 3 asswipes. and i don't know if they're legal or not? drinking a bottle of beer ? stole it from yr dad? maybe yr grandma perhaps ? so anyway, they dashed across a road which was empty? a rather funny sight, because why run when there's no cars ? it doesn't make you look cool !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, directly across teh bus stop i alighted was another bus stop. and there was a huge group of chinks. or rather a large dumb group of the AH family. a mixture of teenage boys and girls. the girls were skimpily dressed while the boys, just look gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i walked past them. and next thing i hear shouting loudly then my MP3 can blast is " &lt;em&gt;bo lam pa. bo lam pa.&lt;/em&gt; " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes yes. i understand. no balls. ok now here what i've got to say. you all are teenagers. i myself am one too ! now...what makes us different, is the maturity of behaving in front of a lady. well, in yr class, yr ladies aren't a bit attractive from the way they're dressed. oh bother. but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know and you know that girls love and cannot resist testosterone boys. i mean masculine guys not horny guys. they love to see guys at their ends, with their defensive art and all. i don't deny. BUT...a woman loves a testosterone filled guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a testosterone filled guy means is maturity with a pack of muscles. not some dimwit mutha fcuker, bag of bones shouting " &lt;em&gt;bo lam pa.&lt;/em&gt; " take me for instance, i've got high testosterone levels. look at my body. it has mass. not tt i'm fat. i even have a lab report to back it up. now, tts what i call testosterone filled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not some little punk trying to act big. gosh ! grow up ! phfft. guys...sheesh. may be taller than me. but i sure act more mature than them. =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7208890620713850458?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7208890620713850458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7208890620713850458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7208890620713850458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7208890620713850458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/today-i-shall-be-truthful-and-expose-my.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6436899097096786718</id><published>2008-12-13T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T00:51:36.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>186 days and encounting. HAPPY 6th month my dear!  and still hopeful for more! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much ! =D muacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and singapore is really a small country. knowing i had friends living in yishun. little did i expect to bump into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few weeks ago, i bumped into my national goalkeeper at the interchange after sending my gf off. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight whilst walking her home, i bumped into 2 of my national friends who live in yishun. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rahim and hafiz. there were the right and left backs. haha. and they could remember me. uber cool ! great to see national players around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man... do i miss playing in the national team. we were the best ! of our age group and even a year older than us. lol. sighs. oh well. teams could break us down. we were a mean team. rofl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had to leave. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school duty called. phfft. oh well. to strive for a better living.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6436899097096786718?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6436899097096786718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6436899097096786718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6436899097096786718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6436899097096786718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/186-days-and-encounting.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5585163950777290856</id><published>2008-12-10T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:59:39.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-curses and swears like there's no tml-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fcuked the papers on tuesday and so on on wednesday. how will thursday and friday turn out to be ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geez !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mental block for papers. had to reside in using my own prior knowledge and analysis. makes me feel so fcuk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today seems to be a happy day everywhere. so ya. i don't want to spoil the mood !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is my jie jie's birthday. happy 23rd birthday !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today raz POP. congrats to him for finishing BMT ! now look forward to ORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for myself...i look forward to "&lt;em&gt;christmas and hopefully fail MCT&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5585163950777290856?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5585163950777290856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5585163950777290856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5585163950777290856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5585163950777290856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/curses-and-swears-like-theres-no-tml-i.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4178714536843075757</id><published>2008-12-08T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:33:47.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, here i am. long time since i last blogged. and i just don't feel like it more often than not. but sometimes, when you feel really bored or uptight. you just come online to blog and let everything spew out. it sure makes you feel a whole lot better. doesn't it ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i sit here. 8 Dec 08 1027pm. thinking so much. my god. 18 years of living already. subtract presch and primary sch. and what have i achieved ? bwahahahaha. ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml's the term test. boy did i dread this coming week. the next week i'll dread is sem exam. but oh well. life's a biatch. no one said it would be easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but hell am i looking forward to christmas. no wait. christmas eve. christmas day. and boxing day. well, x'mas eve is just going to be the night event at church. wonder how is it going to be ? after going for cat classes, i finally learnt to appreciate masses. and not sleep in masses. jolly good wessy boy ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after celebrations, boy will i look forward to the post-church celebrations when i reach home. PRESENTS !!! =D and then i think most probably this year might have a family gathering. means MORE PRESENTS !!! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this year's christmas is gonna be SO DIFFERENT ! something i had always wished for. to spend a christmas with m girlfriend. w00tz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply am in love with her. which reminds me. 5 more days. the day after our term test would spell half a year with her. fantastic. I LOVE YOU DARLING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhoos...enough of dreaming. mind's focus. once i clear my term test. my driving. my projectSSSSS. then i can enjoy ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;game set. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LET'S GET IT ON !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4178714536843075757?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4178714536843075757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4178714536843075757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4178714536843075757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4178714536843075757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-here-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5764374637990966514</id><published>2008-11-29T00:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T01:01:16.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am so fcuking pissed now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who says the world is fair ? it's totally unfair. or shall i say it was made to be balanced ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i believe god made me small in stature. to prevent harm to idiots. like serious. if i was just taller, i think i'd be one of the scariest guys. muscle-wise i think i own ppl who are bigger than i am. and for one i have to agree, maybe i was made small, because my ego might just go beyond me. so ya. either way not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait to fcuking get my driver's license. so i can send my darling home. fcuking to incidents in a month already. and i seriously don't think it's funny or safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first an erectile dysfuntion old ah pek. from don't know fcuking what kampong. sit one corner. whistle whistle. i volley yr fcuking face then you know ! make sure yr whistling mouth ends up at yr butt hole, ya limp dick mutha fcuker !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, one pervertic middle age, dome-cone bastard. i guess his cock was itching. "hey dude. heard of using yr hands? masturbate ? no? go to pubs and find loose ones ? or maybe just go commit suicide ya donkey raping shit eater! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU PERVERTIC SHITHEADS ! GET A LIFE YA FCUKTARDS !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5764374637990966514?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5764374637990966514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5764374637990966514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5764374637990966514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5764374637990966514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-am-so-fcuking-pissed-now.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5469550956015189966</id><published>2008-11-24T23:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T23:50:46.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hate excuses  !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you're fcuked up, or when you fcuk up, you don't make excuses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have not seen the wrath of a joker ! don't mess with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, seeing my friends becoming so fit. i've decided to eat less, and start exercising. i want my body back !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also...i totally love my gf !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she brightens up my day when it's so fcuked up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh darling. i totally love you !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TINGXUAN !!! =D hope you like the wallet !!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5469550956015189966?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5469550956015189966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5469550956015189966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5469550956015189966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5469550956015189966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hate-excuses-when-youre-fcuked-up-or.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-462375313139174106</id><published>2008-11-17T17:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T17:35:36.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so sweet !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love her !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmuacks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-462375313139174106?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/462375313139174106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=462375313139174106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/462375313139174106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/462375313139174106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-my-girlfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2643366368791860143</id><published>2008-11-17T00:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:10:16.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so happy today !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though it wasn't long. i'm still happy ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was long, but it didn't really feel special. but today was short and sweet. hhhhaaarrrrhhh !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you so much !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2643366368791860143?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2643366368791860143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2643366368791860143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2643366368791860143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2643366368791860143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-so-happy-today-even-though-it-wasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4945162155664577199</id><published>2008-11-16T02:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T02:33:30.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a rather fine day ! woke up too early for my liking. but i wasn't feeling tired. dreamt tt my mom took out her cast. and when i saw her in the morning, indeed it was gone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when to pick my bao bei up. walked with spot without a leash to the bus stop. she's such a guai dog. follow me and listen to my command. she must be damn happy, being stuck at home without being bale to play with her fave ball for 2 weeks due to a back injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent my time with my bao bei. not a very long while. then went to ECP to meet sylvia and co. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a real fun time. walking, "peng-ing", and playing with sparklers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a cab home cause i felt really shagged out !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched manutd win 5-0 !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4945162155664577199?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4945162155664577199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4945162155664577199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4945162155664577199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4945162155664577199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-was-rather-fine-day-woke-up-too.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4457843091484042729</id><published>2008-11-12T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T23:55:14.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm a terrible boyfriend. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am sad !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4457843091484042729?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4457843091484042729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4457843091484042729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4457843091484042729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4457843091484042729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-terrible-boyfriend.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4554616811827286962</id><published>2008-11-10T22:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T22:59:51.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nh2vPCRRRNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nh2vPCRRRNA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like breaking something. i feel like moshing. ARRRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4554616811827286962?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4554616811827286962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4554616811827286962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4554616811827286962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4554616811827286962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-98914480192229424</id><published>2008-11-10T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:44:44.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this week's gonna be a hectic week !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok let's see. since i'm done with today. i shall jot down the next 6 days activity !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mct quiz&lt;br /&gt;-meet group for ddct pbl discussion regarding interview&lt;br /&gt;-driving at 4pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-prepare for interview&lt;br /&gt;-do resume and cover letter&lt;br /&gt;-prepare for mbio tut quiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-happy 5th month&lt;br /&gt;-prepare for interview&lt;br /&gt;-change medium for culture&lt;br /&gt;-prepare board for CCN day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-interview day ! dead shit !&lt;br /&gt;-enjoy my life after ccn day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-do bpharm project&lt;br /&gt;-prepare a bit for interview 2&lt;br /&gt;-go out with my bao bei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-complete whatever outstanding reports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather hectic week ! wheee~! i'm preoccupied ! but she'll be priority on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss her. and i love her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and tonight i cna munch on my cookies ! whooo ~~~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-98914480192229424?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/98914480192229424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=98914480192229424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/98914480192229424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/98914480192229424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-weeks-gonna-be-hectic-week-ok-lets.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1118490562763968117</id><published>2008-11-09T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T00:40:46.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>time is running short and i find myself "&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;lepaking&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how do i go about life man ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll take things in my stride with her by my side. wow ! it rhymes ! i'm a born poet. not !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i figured i kinda wasted my saturday night. watching manutd succumb to such a disgraceful lost ! instead, i could have spent a nice evening walk with her. but...the air outside for the night was still. humid. shitty for a night's walk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for term test to be over ! like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna spend more time with her. i wanna surprise her. i wanna see her smile. even more would i wanna see her laugh. i wanna hug her. i wanna plant kisses on her,awake or asleep. i wanna show her i love her. i wanna..so many things. lol. and i wanna do it for the sake of doing it. -winks-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am absolutely in love ! with her !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1118490562763968117?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1118490562763968117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1118490562763968117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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only to find myself, having no mood at all to do anything. approaching the gate, they were barking, i swung the gate open only to scare them. fearful of me they fleed. as i approached the staircase at the patio, they were scared of me, but yet had the courtesy to try adn greet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was so fcuking fcuked up and *gerum* i raised my leg and all ran away. as pulled myself across the living room to the staircase, the 3 dogs followed quietly behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went to my room, spot followed me in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was doing my research, she slept next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i felt really angry and frustrated and stressed and bitter and whatever, i started screaming and singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she climbed on my chair and jumped onto me. and like sayang me. despite what i do to her, she comes back to me. and even bother to ask me to chill. i love my dog !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( i miss her.&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3435653055579093582</id><published>2008-11-05T17:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:25:10.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh my...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many projects to be done. and deadlines to be met. and now i have no mood to do. think i shall do them some other time. oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need the drive. can't any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got to do a lot of stuff...wth !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. boredom !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, the first thing i did, was to check internet for US next president ! woohoo !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARRACK OBAMA...this means alot to black people, and other coloured people,LIKE ME !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always hated people who think white were supreme ! but now barrack has done it, and you could see the tears in the peoples eyes, what this means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look...ASIAN SHARES ESCALATE 3 FOLDS. fcuk ! should have invested. sighs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BARRACK !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OLE OLE !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3435653055579093582?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3435653055579093582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3435653055579093582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3435653055579093582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3435653055579093582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/oh-my.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7079297390578224954</id><published>2008-11-02T18:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T18:43:42.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a lot has been happening...and i'm getting more exhausted by the days. i'm finding it rather hard to adapt to the hectic schedule. it's kinda driving me nuts. i suddenly don't feel like studying all of a sudden. =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. i've gotta find my feet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking a lot and trying to prioritise my time and cash ! i'm dead broke...T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...how how ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cna' think on an empty stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER TIME !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i love her so much ! -hugs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7079297390578224954?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7079297390578224954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7079297390578224954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7079297390578224954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7079297390578224954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/11/lot-has-been-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8530807373777211822</id><published>2008-10-26T01:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:25:13.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up to the horror of the ability of the insane mind. able to craft thoughts into dreams which strikes fear a mile away. making it seem ever so real. went to bed feeling rather upset. well, not tt i've not recovered from tt moment. but still...i feel to damage done. because of the damn dream, my sleep time was cut short and i couldn't go back to bed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to play soccer ! haven't really lost my touch. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i need a new pair of shoes. my rubber is burning out ! keep slipping ! i might break my ankle one day. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left eddy's house after soccer, to meet chrise. was still feeling the hurt from the dream. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, went with chrise to godma's place to play with curly and judy. chrise was shock to hear i bought chicken rice which cost $8. so she say she treat me to her house downstairs chicken rice. bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home to play with spot. but had a rather uninvited guest. oh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day cooked dinner. tried to make a replica of jian dao jian ga li fan. lol. not too bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to finally watch soccer with chrise ! BUT...sad they drew. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i would sya i enjoyed my day ! but i frigging exhausted and pumped out. so ya. i'm off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'M SO IN LOVE WITH HER !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8530807373777211822?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8530807373777211822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8530807373777211822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8530807373777211822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8530807373777211822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/woke-up-to-horror-of-ability-of-insane.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-398525492641034402</id><published>2008-10-25T01:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:14:12.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dsglfkhcibuwerdt4874eryfoewjroiuchwe8rd4sj3us39ry7f89ewyws3je4123897e3s0kjse749sehp89rse8urjxd9wesr23[9m-85drj0y4mro;ud&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-398525492641034402?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/398525492641034402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=398525492641034402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/398525492641034402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/398525492641034402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/dsglfkhcibuwerdt4874eryfoewjroiuchwe8rd.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4823935629238681416</id><published>2008-10-24T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:25:02.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JErVP6xLZwg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JErVP6xLZwg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;captivated by love's grip. mesmerised by her amazing beauty. whilst with her on the bus, all on my mind was her. and then i thought of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first time i ever saw her, i never imagined i'd ever hold her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on our first date, how very afraid i was to grab her hand, only to know she was waiting for me the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now often if not always i'd try to run my fingers in between hers, to clasp her hand so tighly, and promising her i'd never let go.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. -feeling faint- i'm in love with her ! wahahahaha. whoooo~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4823935629238681416?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4823935629238681416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4823935629238681416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4823935629238681416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4823935629238681416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/captivated-by-loves-grip.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4053077224097492530</id><published>2008-10-24T15:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T15:26:47.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>jace is sucha  nice friend. she help me print my notes which are like uber thick and in the way in which i like. 3 slides per page. i will leave this post til i give her a treat. this is a part memo. bwahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no effing idea why i'm in school ! stupid shit. so many hours of break. woohoo ! at least there's something which can kill my time ! wahaha. -heart melts- until she go do project. then SIANZZZ...LOL ! -smacks forehead-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cna't wait for tml ! eventful day. i hope everything goes smoothly. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4053077224097492530?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4053077224097492530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4053077224097492530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4053077224097492530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4053077224097492530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/jace-is-sucha-nice-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8820434526040423192</id><published>2008-10-23T23:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:28:08.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. wanted to wake up to go to school today. but just couldn't. my body didn't allow me to just get out of bed. guess i was too lethargic. then when i woke up in the afternoon, my flu was rather gone ! wheee~! at least i could smell a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch with my mom, godma and sis at Cafe Oliv. haha. memories with my ever so special someone. but wah lao ! the girls couldn't eat, so i ate everything for them. omg ! becoming fat ! but i don't care ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to katong park with Judy and the new dog, Curly? what the hell a name is tt ? but curly is a lucky dog i must say. so yeah. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna bring my fat dog, spot to play there ! damn cool la ! and big dogs salivate alot ! what the hell !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and now i needa go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw..i'm so in love with this song at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L is for the way you LOOK at me.&lt;br /&gt;O is for the ONLY one i see.&lt;br /&gt;V is Very very extraordinary&lt;br /&gt;E is Even more than anyone tt you adore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is all tt i can give to you&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is more than just a game for 2&lt;br /&gt;2 in LOVE can make it&lt;br /&gt;take my heart and please don't break it&lt;br /&gt;LOVE is meant for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha. 'HIGH'! crazily in love. OK. shower time !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8820434526040423192?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8820434526040423192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8820434526040423192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8820434526040423192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8820434526040423192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4038143368704380838</id><published>2008-10-20T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T17:34:13.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is the start of sch. however, no lab. so it's like another holiday. lol. i hope i get a gradual build up to sch. i still don't feel like studying. haha. but i've got to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i come to ponder and only to conclude that i have wasted my hols. lol. but oh well. had so fun here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my FTT. did it in less than 15 mins. 2nd to leave. damn ! wanted to be the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dog is the cutest ever ! i love my dog ! woohoo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i miss my gf ! watched this show which rather gave me an idea or rather an inspiration to do something. hmmm...i wonder?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4038143368704380838?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4038143368704380838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4038143368704380838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4038143368704380838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4038143368704380838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/today-is-start-of-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6514534207674206559</id><published>2008-10-17T07:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T08:04:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's coming to an end. the 7 weeks of hols gone in a jiffy ! and again, like a normal slacker teen, has wasted it. oh well. part of growing up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ending part of the hols, i would say would be one the rather happening period. well, had a few sessions of driving. 4th month with my ever so wonderful gf. class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during chalet, fareed brought a few friends over. rather cool dudes ! well, could say we were singing familiar punk rock songs. and would say they made me emo ! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. short spell. a teen with many thoughts trapped in his mind. oh bother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the way they play and harmonise together with the acoustic guitars were damn nice la ! -applauds-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the song they played. " Remembering Sunday". tts my ringtone for her ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the night, we drank. however, some didn't want to drink. so we decided to play 2-10s, and drag one mug of pepsi if to lose. wow. fizz dragged 3 times in a row. puked ! lol. then fareed cannot take it and puked too ! bwahahha. i had to drag twice in a row. same went for faiz. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, didn't sleep at all. but laid on the floor, and now my fcuking back and shoulder is hurting like mutha fcuk crazy shit ! i packed up and left the chalet around 7am. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to carry my "BUNGALOW" nike bag, PS2, soccer ball and meiyee's blades. so i was so occupied. like preparing to go for NS ! lol. and the best part is, i walked out to the mainroad all alone. fcuked up ! oh well. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i talked to myself and emo. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was like fcuk ! god, please taxi ! and one turned in ! wahahaha. but fcuk. traffic jam in tpe. end up, $15. oh well. when turned into my street,i saw spotty gallivanting my street. lol. cute !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. and now i wanna go shower !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the song we sang, and is the song on my phone. i love the tune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"remembering sunday"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBAVeceasx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wBAVeceasx0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6514534207674206559?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6514534207674206559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6514534207674206559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6514534207674206559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6514534207674206559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-coming-to-end.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7671169449596605726</id><published>2008-09-14T18:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T18:39:57.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hell i'm a bored to my wits. better if i get more involved at home. maybe i shall do house chores? see how...teach me to be independent. haha...and lighten the heavy burden of my maid. hats off to my maid. respect !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my gf ! -bites tongue- well, i don't know how to put it. but i just miss her so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yesterday was a great day ! it was our 3rd month together. a special thing cause we both love the no. 3 ! everything was done with 3s if you know what i mean. the THIRteen on 9`08 [3X3].   =D    so ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything was great yesterday. though a little bump when manutd lost to liverpool. i swear i'd lose my top if she wasn't with me... stupid things done by manu. but oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thinking back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i awaited for yesterday for SO LONG ! and then when spending time with ehr yesterday, the day ended in a jiffy ! like what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least it happened and i'm happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i absolutely love her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she even took the trouble to make roses. she said it was super hard. aww...-hugs-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SMzp10lK0EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJKu-Y5_JnI/s1600-h/13-09-08_0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SMzp10lK0EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJKu-Y5_JnI/s200/13-09-08_0022.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245824776836665410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is such a boring day !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7671169449596605726?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7671169449596605726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7671169449596605726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7671169449596605726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7671169449596605726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/hell-im-bored-to-my-wits.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SMzp10lK0EI/AAAAAAAAAAc/CJKu-Y5_JnI/s72-c/13-09-08_0022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-7826164494836172263</id><published>2008-09-11T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T23:29:11.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today started off rather rough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had to go for drp which dragged uber long. had to carry out 42 different conc. of 2 metals. and see whther they disperse well in water. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was a lonely road in the lab. my fren left halfway. sighs. i don't know. i seem kinda blur because no one really explained to me what's here and there. and they think i'm blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like i give them a soccer ball. put them in a field, and say, come on, play a full time match. and i suppose you know the rules !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-" and yet =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no chance. given no chance. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess...the lab ain't my place of living. yes i love to do lab work. [ps: i love you more. LOL! ] but i love doing lab work of my interest, with prior relations to the human body. hell no am i not interested in chemicals. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the human body chemicals are called HORMONES ! i don't deal with hormones. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i came home feeling rather down and out ! like a total strike out in a baseball match. but nevertheless, life goes on. and i ran an errand. but soso. tml i pia my errands after driving i guess. after tt, my brudders were so nice. they knew i was kinda down adn out. they didn't go for their french open. cause Nadal [me] was missing. so ya. we checked the internet for directory ! realised where bus 25 terminates. then we took a bus to bishan to prawn fish. we roughly know the technique now. and it's super ! we ate fresh prawns. after catching a few, we took a cab home. steamed those damn bastards [ i'm sry but you pinched me! ] and it was so fresh and shiok with soy sauce ! WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heavenly ! totally orgasmic ! so ya. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok and now, i miss my gf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7826164494836172263?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7826164494836172263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7826164494836172263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7826164494836172263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7826164494836172263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-started-off-rather-rough.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2462581023263115830</id><published>2008-09-11T00:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:55:28.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>like they say, bad luck is often followed afterwards by good fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and rly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's fcuked up day in turn became a great day for me today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off with driving lessons. even though, i didn't learn much. but i managed to get the hang of the basics. which is good to me ! nothing beats the fundamentals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, on my way home. i msged her. and all of a sudden i got a msg. i thought wow. tts fast ! suddenly it read on the first line: Exam Results for 0702570C, and on the bus i was like omfg ! after reading it, i became eractically ecstatic ! i wanted to burst ! i wanted to scream. well, rather pleased and upset. it's a neither here nor there kinda thing. but more of happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. after alighting the bus, i ran home. and upon reaching home, i couldn't help myself but SCREAM ! wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out with my mom for lunch. had a great chat session with her ! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to meet my gf and spent the entire day with her !  which boosted my happiness by 20-fold. and i'm not exaggerating ! rofl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and somehow i wish life could be like a game. save. and replay it. or sometimes, you know what things to do. so you are prepared. or soemtimes, if you want certain things to happen, you can manipulate the game to make it happen. but not life. but tt makes it a whole lot exciting. anticipating the final outcome of yr decision ! and i thought to myself what the best decision i've ever made in my life. and i thought hard ! and the answer was... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANTICLIMAX uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, on my way home in the whee hours of the morning, my MP3 played this song and i rly like it so here it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3R88RstCwqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3R88RstCwqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2462581023263115830?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2462581023263115830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2462581023263115830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2462581023263115830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2462581023263115830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/like-they-say-bad-luck-is-often.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7426791228659854243</id><published>2008-09-09T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:53:51.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2 words to describe my day today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the word is...fcuked up !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no amount of negative emotions can describe how i feel now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i could frown to express my emotions, my jaw would drop off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since morning, my day's bad. until the day ends, it is also bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3289477823c4y23yhe2u3xyet327re32b96trgb7xeb3827erdx2e2bicru&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7426791228659854243?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7426791228659854243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7426791228659854243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7426791228659854243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7426791228659854243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/2-words-to-describe-my-day-today.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1029835259769208835</id><published>2008-09-09T00:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:59:11.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today was a day filled with mixed feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;started off rather sluggishly. dragging myself to freshen up before leaving for DRP. did my research alone in the lab which was bloody boring. and to add on sleepy. then went downstairs to concourse to call mr wallace only to meet my classmate, joanna who scared the living day lights outta me because she said the sem exam results were coming out today. -.-" NOT !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was my driving lesson ! which uber rawked ! too much details. the instructor was good ! he had confidence in me, to try certain *erhem* fun stuff ! then he said i wasn't a bad driver for a first timer ! bwahaha. maybe he was lying. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then uber happy cause i got to meet up with my gf. whom i missed so much. mmmuacks !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then after sending her home, my day started so early i slept in the bus. the fcuking driver park the bus and only realised i was slping inside. WTF !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...what a day ! and now i'm off. good night !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1029835259769208835?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1029835259769208835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1029835259769208835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1029835259769208835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1029835259769208835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-was-day-filled-with-mixed.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4456919415635432056</id><published>2008-09-07T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T17:16:04.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am bored. so bored. so fcuking bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snores !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no mood for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone get me a life !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOREDOM kills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won't be surprise if i die all of a sudden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;betcha the autopsy will claim is boredom. cause my brain shrink.&lt;br /&gt;bored bored bored...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4456919415635432056?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4456919415635432056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4456919415635432056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4456919415635432056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4456919415635432056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-am-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-4118654997278666462</id><published>2008-09-03T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T00:45:05.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today, i must say it's a complete day of rest for me. however, my body is tired. but i cannot deny, that this is one of the most happiest day of my life. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up to find one article journal for my research. no one was home. and i spent the entire day with my gf at home. i even attempted to cook for her. which was reasonably passable with the aid from my maid. i can say tts an achievement cause i never cook for myself before. or rarely unless urgent and no one can do it for me. =X wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the end of the day, on a bus ride back, i reflected the recent happenings. and all i can say is i'm madly in love with her ! no doubt about tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love her !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-4118654997278666462?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/4118654997278666462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=4118654997278666462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4118654997278666462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/4118654997278666462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-i-must-say-its-complete-day-of.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8955324200820555568</id><published>2008-09-01T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:24:16.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow ! the start of the holidays have been fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days of outing over the weekend with the brudders and 2 days of good food !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday started off with ViVo. ate at carnivore ! we are but carnivores ! woohoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, darr's dad treated us to dinner at changi airport. ate alot and crapped alot. we had beer too ! 3 jugs ! wahahahaa. shiok ! but damn filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i've gotta get started on exercising or i will become Mr. Potato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SLt8Sut2AoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i6rGUO8sve4/s1600-h/mr+potato.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240919252595507842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SLt8Sut2AoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i6rGUO8sve4/s200/mr+potato.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8955324200820555568?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8955324200820555568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8955324200820555568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8955324200820555568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8955324200820555568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-start-of-holidays-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SLt8Sut2AoI/AAAAAAAAAAU/i6rGUO8sve4/s72-c/mr+potato.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-8108365501499033022</id><published>2008-08-30T02:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T02:46:13.195+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is a rather good day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to see darr in my room. came to collect his documents which i printed for him. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then decided to dota a bit. wow. had like 3-4 straight games...i guess i don't have the gamers stamina no more. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tt, went to sch to pick chrise. ended up having a little class gathering outside the sch library. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for carl's jr ! wooohooo ! simply orgasmic shit ! i love it ! then went prawning with the family...wahahahahaha. i caught NO PRAWNS and got pinched by the prawn. imagine it hurts from a little small shit. can';t imagine what a crab will feel like. lol. chrise caught more than what both my sisters caught. owned ! rofl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i slpt on my gf somehow. wth ?! i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i love her so much ! wheee...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8108365501499033022?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8108365501499033022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8108365501499033022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8108365501499033022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8108365501499033022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/today-is-rather-good-day-woke-up-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-941845291895187352</id><published>2008-08-29T01:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:17:38.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can gleefully say the freaking sem 2.1 exams are over !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done. finish. fin. liao. habis. wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a great load of my shoulder. wheee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i would like to give great thanks to fareed for introducing ComeBack Kid to me. their positive shouting. [mind you people, it's not emo screamo, it's positive straight age shouting] their shouts make me more confident. giving me the motivation the push ! i would greatly recommend anyone who needs motivation to study to listen to Comeback Kid. however, if you do not appreciate loud music,then don't listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcANQK1Z5u8&amp;amp;hl=" fs="1" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ok this video is nonsensical. but the song...listen to it ! damn motivating !!! =D ]&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least my gf who is ze best ! wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i can't wait for the hols. alot of things to do. so excited, but no idea where to start ! WAHAHAHAHA ! wheee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-941845291895187352?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/941845291895187352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=941845291895187352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/941845291895187352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/941845291895187352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-gleefully-say-freaking-sem-2.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-937787820640216000</id><published>2008-08-25T12:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T13:05:36.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shitty pie ! so much for studying MGEN. sighs. i do hope i get a pass. and clear it. sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking emo bus ride home ! i had such high hopes. everything was in my mind. but examination stress and eagerness got the better of me. like people say ''cat got your tongue." mine was more like "hungry ghost toggled my hand.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up ! well, if the way i feel isn't fcuked up after the exam. i jolly well can say i felt fcuked fcuked up up ! and what's more screwed up is tt, it rained last night. and the best part. i always have a stationary fan blowing at me. i think i've got rheumatism ! like fcuk yeah ! throughout my paper, my bone was aching ! what's the odds of tt ? and the stupid aircon room was so darn cold ! i had to go peepee ! shites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. and then on my bus ride home, all the songs which were playing on my MP3 were like you loser,  etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when walking home, ComeBack Kid played. damn positive shouting ! so yeah. think positive !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work for FPATH now. life's a bore !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-937787820640216000?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/937787820640216000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=937787820640216000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/937787820640216000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/937787820640216000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/shitty-pie-so-much-for-studying-mgen.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1758091867635727073</id><published>2008-08-23T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T22:26:48.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boring boring boring !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither studied nor play. neither do this nor that. i don't even know what i'm doing. where the fcuk is my sense of urgency...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone seems to be mugging and all. and what am i doing ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing...sianing...stoning...what other lame words are there ? hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i can only come to one conclusion...i'm wasting my life away ! GOOD GAME WESS !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1758091867635727073?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1758091867635727073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1758091867635727073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1758091867635727073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1758091867635727073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/boring-boring-boring-neither-studied.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6674949847272177434</id><published>2008-08-23T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T16:16:19.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i heaved such a heavy sigh on the bus ! betcha the uncle sitting next to me got shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really can't be bothered anymore !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kill joy dumb fcuk !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cna't wait for thursday to be over !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FCUK OFF !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6674949847272177434?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6674949847272177434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6674949847272177434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6674949847272177434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6674949847272177434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-heaved-such-heavy-sigh-on-bus-betcha.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-6072737740416690005</id><published>2008-08-17T01:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T01:25:11.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's been a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how do i put things. yes. things are going as how i hope. and some are just moving too fast !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell...it hasn't been enough for me to settle in and say, "hey! i'm ready to start studying" and *poof!* here comes the exam in 2 weeks. woah ! and what have i got for my hols? boy am i looking forward to my class chalet. and boy am i interested in learning to steer that car and get me license ! but i don't know about my DRP. my teacher said he knows i joined out of obligation. but hopes he can bring the passion to me and seek the happy wess. oh bother...we'll see how things go !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now what i need, is drive ! the motivation ... the push ! to even look at my notes. no i don't mean open and look. i mean look as in FIND my notes. heck. i don't even know where they are. =X shites. i'll have to start soon. i promised ! and i shall abide by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new addiction. CHEBATA !!! argh....i need chebata now ! omg...please...someone...i cannot take it...i need chebata ! today was a fabulous day. spent it with the 2 most important people in my life. my mom and gf. hahahaha. i sound so terrible. well, they are the few of the most impt people, but have the highest  priority. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandwich making session was shiok lurhs...i so love CHEBATA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i love my girl friend more ! mmmuacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;singapore table tennis finals tml. family meeting up to watch together in unison and cheer. after which manutd will kick off their season. w00tz. can't wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick now. therefore i shall retire to bed. i bet it must have got something to do with the cucumbers i ate !!! sheesh... oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: the ''missing'' feeling lingers terribly. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-6072737740416690005?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/6072737740416690005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=6072737740416690005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6072737740416690005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/6072737740416690005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-been-while.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3770940877752402586</id><published>2008-08-06T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T23:31:51.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5 days of insufficient sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today is finally the day of rest ! like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my gf's uber sweet ! cheered me the day after i screwed up my fpath quiz. and i absolutely love her !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3770940877752402586?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3770940877752402586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3770940877752402586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3770940877752402586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3770940877752402586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/5-days-of-insufficient-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-7808161089382959122</id><published>2008-08-02T23:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T23:14:00.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the day was filled with many emotions. a wide variety !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloatedness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exhaustion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excruciation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happyness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sadness. [ i miss her ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giddiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being ignored-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poorer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh bother !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a day it has been.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-7808161089382959122?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/7808161089382959122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=7808161089382959122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7808161089382959122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/7808161089382959122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/08/day-was-filled-with-many-emotions.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-8916966478616790261</id><published>2008-07-30T14:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T14:10:43.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lol. i'm making paper bullets to shoot the bird tt sits on my window and irrtate my doggies ! so yeah. wahahaha. this is gonna be fun ! stop mynahs ! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get some rest before i start studying for aim ltr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love my gf ! she's the greatest ! i'd always make her happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SJAFIGINE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dZqlJ4v_dKk/s1600-h/flowers&amp;amp;bears.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228684804019262418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SJAFIGINE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dZqlJ4v_dKk/s320/flowers%26bears.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i manage to make her smile ! =D keep smiling !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-8916966478616790261?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/8916966478616790261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=8916966478616790261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8916966478616790261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/8916966478616790261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_IJrruXnmcsI/SJAFIGINE9I/AAAAAAAAAAM/dZqlJ4v_dKk/s72-c/flowers%26bears.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9887846.post-1338270449543722145</id><published>2008-07-28T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T18:27:15.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fcuk lurhs !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime i think next weeks gonna be better. it gets worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm frustrated. and i'm stress. my immune system is going berserk and i'm suffering. what the fish in the deep blue sea ! it's pissing me off !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on wess. just  a few more weeks to go ! stay strong !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays also another problem. fcuk la !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything is like moving too quickly. faster than i can sprint ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fcuk it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too much on my mind ... -claps hand- oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my gf ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1338270449543722145?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1338270449543722145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1338270449543722145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1338270449543722145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1338270449543722145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/fcuk-lurhs-everytime-i-think-next-weeks.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-683812805990357689</id><published>2008-07-27T01:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:06:32.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow. today was an extremely good day ! didn't feel like studying. so i didn't. so i shall pia tml ! but yeah ! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off with breakfast with parents. which was fabulous ! cause i love tt wanton mee ! wooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home to meet raz. see him in his smart 4 ! i can't wait to go to the army and be uber fit !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my gf came over and watch me bathe the dog ! she was like so taken back by this and that. then played ball with spot. my gf knows my dark secret ! i take a long time to change ! rofl !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right...i like to do things slowly. when i have the time ! who doesn't ? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my gf learnt to play mahjong with my family. w00tz ! and she won overall. -applauds- wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, it's a damn uber great day !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i think to myself. where will i find the initiative ? hurhur? wess ! where ? when ? how ? LOL !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always shout at people " when i pass you the ball, you run to it, you don't let it roll to you. " so...hmm...idk ? LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nights !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-683812805990357689?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/683812805990357689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=683812805990357689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/683812805990357689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/683812805990357689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/wow.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-2785357306370151022</id><published>2008-07-26T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-26T02:00:23.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>passion and awe ! what is this ? how much extent can people go with this ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a dance concert with chrise last evening. it was fabulous. -stands and applauds- and then i wonder. this people really have passion for dance don't they ! they definitely do have the flair ! seriously. and then i qns myself. where has my passion for my interest gone ? vanished into lost space ? what has happened ? to see their commitment to the dance crew, i rly do take off my hats and bow humbly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why did i stop playing soccer intensively ? lazy ? no time ? lack of experience ? lack of quality players to mingle with ? what is it ? i remember people thinking i was a child prodigy. playing since young. imagine a 4YO kid playing with 20YO ppl. how cute ! but yeah...suddenly all the avid feelings for personal soccer has diminished or even worse, disappear ! MY GOD ! i think i will start training again. i miss playing soccer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then...when you are awed by the pure mastery of someone fantastic. there's no harm in getting excited or aroused ! a fwe cheers maybe. maybe a SHOUT ! and applause. but sometimes...when people go overboard, they start doing irritating stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i, a mediocre soccer player, watch ronaldo's quick footwork. mr twinkle toes stuns the crowd with his magic. i will stand and cheer and applaud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fren of mine. who i think can be singapore's best guitarist gets "orgasmic" hearing superb guitar notes or something like tt. tts it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the concert, people, who are NO WHERE, doubt they can dance. see people dance. they don't SHOUT. they SCREAM ! HELLO ! THIS IS A CONCERT. YOU ARE CALLED AUDIENCE ! (be high class please) NOT CALLED FANS ! (even fans have proper etiquettes). MY GOD ! freaking bitches were screaming so freaking loud. it's a concert not a horror film ! sheesh ! made me deaf. NOT EVEN MY SUPER BLASTERS OF MY COMPUTER MAKE MY EAR DRUMS ACHE ! stupid freaking loser girls. -.-" FUCK OFF !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows...today was a good day nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i love my gf. i never want to see her feeling down. and i'll always try my best to make her smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and indeed i have ! -dances around my room-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna slp !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-2785357306370151022?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/2785357306370151022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=2785357306370151022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2785357306370151022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/2785357306370151022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/passion-and-awe-what-is-this-how-much.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-1751131385572768764</id><published>2008-07-21T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T23:06:59.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my gf ! she makes me uber happy no matter what !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the things she do. the way she speaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's just ... great ! beyond description. and i'm so happy and lucky to have her as my gf !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee...=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-1751131385572768764?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/1751131385572768764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=1751131385572768764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1751131385572768764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/1751131385572768764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-gf-she-makes-me-uber-happy-no.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-5930313396641393744</id><published>2008-07-15T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T23:04:11.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my gf ! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-5930313396641393744?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/5930313396641393744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=5930313396641393744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5930313396641393744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/5930313396641393744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-love-my-gf-d.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</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-9887846.post-3639567008238210557</id><published>2008-06-14T03:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T03:25:04.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE 13th June 2008 ! it may be friday the 13th. but i love it ! people may think it's a jixn day ! but not me...i absolutely love it !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day was tiring ! but i still could stand at the balcony's edge and shout "YES ARH!" and hear the echo ricocheting the air waves of my estate ! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny as it may be. i love friday the 13th ! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9887846-3639567008238210557?l=teenagearrival.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/feeds/3639567008238210557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9887846&amp;postID=3639567008238210557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3639567008238210557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9887846/posts/default/3639567008238210557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://teenagearrival.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-love-13th-june-2008-it-may-be-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>wess</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08489108438727887178</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
