<?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-6753548740377502982</id><updated>2011-07-08T20:46:08.243+08:00</updated><category term='idoits in class'/><category term='mood swings'/><category term='Emo'/><category term='dun piss me off'/><category term='life and it&quot;s miserys and happiness'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='the jerk i am'/><category term='fights'/><category term='school fun'/><category term='home on weekend'/><category term='what the hell'/><category term='the playground'/><category term='school misery'/><category term='kid'/><category term='zzz so sleepy'/><category term='school'/><category term='holiday misery'/><category term='nothing to say'/><category term='life'/><category term='school goin&apos; home'/><category term='Hockey practice'/><category term='home'/><category term='the 5/3 era'/><category term='home kid'/><category term='school holiday boredom'/><category term='why am i stuck with so many losers?'/><category term='DEALS with mum;hockey;others'/><category term='just me :)'/><category term='school kid'/><category term='mummy&apos;s friends houses'/><category term='sick'/><category term='school happiness( for me)'/><category term='car crashing'/><category term='school exams'/><title type='text'>People and the world</title><subtitle type='html'>CANCER-Moody, emotional. May be shy. Very loving and caring. Pretty/handsome. Excellent partners for life. Protective. Inventive and imaginative. Cautious. Touchy-feely kind of person. Needs love from others. Easily hurt, but sympathetic.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>92</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-9023222330504271238</id><published>2010-05-25T20:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T20:50:20.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;5 more days and I'm outta here. I promised my friends I'd continue to blog and face book . I'm not sure bout blogger in china but in china face book is BANNED. Who gives a damn. There's a website that allows face book. I'm sure ill cry. Cos of 2 things. 1. I'm gonna miss her. 2. I'm gonna miss the food here. Ha has. So sian. Today went to celebrate Nigel and Sherlene's in-advance birthday. It was kinda cool. Cos The people I don't like weren't there to piss me or her off. Getting irritated by them is worse than Changi Prison canning. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till here........ for now...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-9023222330504271238?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/9023222330504271238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-more-days-and-im-outta-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/9023222330504271238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/9023222330504271238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/05/5-more-days-and-im-outta-here.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5976080514123752152</id><published>2010-05-22T10:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:31:47.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>welcome to sadness, misery and anger. or in short, life</title><content type='html'>On thursday night i got mum to sign my maths paper. I failed and got 41/100. Before she signed it i got scolded by dad. And then it was mums turn to scold me. She said that if rachel was affecting my studies then she would get ms fadillah to get her parents number and what ever shit. I wasnt really listening bcos mum cant stop me from liking her. Noone can. The next day mum said she was sorry about what she said that day. I didnt really get angry that day. just a little pissed off thats all. Mum said that we were still only P6 and that our relationship may not last forever. I was thinking at that time. If it may last forever, why stop it from becoming more of a reality? You keep restricting me. Why???&lt;br /&gt;  What's the most common word used in singapore? I'll tell you. Its the F word. Everyday i hear it. Whether it comes from my angry classmates or a pissed off guy at the interchange. The word f*** has been used so many times it has lost its meaning. Which is what Andrew said. He said singaporeans should have higher class. And he used the word : sneeveling piece of plato- whatever. I'm not surprised he learned it from his speech and drama teacher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5976080514123752152?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5976080514123752152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-to-sadness-misery-and-anger-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5976080514123752152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5976080514123752152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-to-sadness-misery-and-anger-or.html' title='welcome to sadness, misery and anger. or in short, life'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6996146760807417273</id><published>2010-04-28T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T18:39:15.375+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzz so sleepy'/><title type='text'>-_-</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Yesterday the famous (or not) John Coutis came to our school. The thing that makes him famous(or not) is 1. he is a famous motivational speaker and 2. he has only his torso. But what i am happy when he came is that he gave us a very touching speak and he also gave me a thing to call Kenny(remember the reeeeeeeeally irritating guy?). When Mr. Coutis was young he had this best friend called Kenny. And Kenny was disabled too. He was stuck in a electric wheelchair and could'nt talk. So he used an electric wheelchair with its joystick at his chin since he could'nt move his arms. And whenever he sneezed he would go straight into the brick wall. The thing we can tease Kenny with was that Mr Coutis's friend needed someone to help him go to the toilet. And today Kenny didn't come and i don't think he's sick......&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Today had spicy chips on the way home and spaghetti for lunch. Had to stay back during recess to finish corrections for Mrs Soon and was so tired i could'nt open my eyes during Chinese lesson. So I slept for 5 mins. Then after school went to get the chips and a big gulp at 7 eleven. But gonna stop getting big gulp cos i always have stomach ache when i get it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till here.........for now....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6996146760807417273?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6996146760807417273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6996146760807417273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6996146760807417273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='-_-'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2044706926126253285</id><published>2010-04-26T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T20:31:45.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='just me :)'/><title type='text'>hey people</title><content type='html'>Some times i feel a little too ignored. Like when Nic got his Lego. And some times i feel just a little too pampered. &lt;br /&gt;  Just doing my work on the problemsums.com. Don't really know why the school has to keep changing the homework website. I was ok with the first one. Sorry, can't remember the name.&lt;br /&gt;  Have a crush on someone. Sorry people. Can't tell. Lot's of people in my class already guessed it though. Feel so bored when i'm not sitting in front of her. Can't joke with her or any thing when Ms Fadillah says something sarcastic. Not gonna tell you anything else though. Unless you bribe me........ I'm just kidding&lt;br /&gt;  Today had chinese spelling. And i don't really study. Yeah, I remember what i said in the last post. But I need to focus on Math first. Bcos i can go to Europe or America. Just kidding. America is full of ............ and i don't really fancy living in Europe cos the money there cost alot of Singapore dollars. Where I wanna live is in New Zealand. Heard there's alot of sheep and not many people. Plus they're asking for people to live there too. And I think its cool to live in a house which is eco friendly, runs on solar power, has a lake where people can go fishing nearby and has its own farm. Yeah, my dream house. Away from the dirty city where theres pollution everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;  But of course that could be just a dream. Unless i work hard now and save enough money to get one of those, that will just be a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;  Till here people, and forget about the bribing.........   :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2044706926126253285?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2044706926126253285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2044706926126253285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2044706926126253285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/hey-people.html' title='hey people'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8880536511825323064</id><published>2010-04-21T19:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T20:46:26.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the jerk i am'/><title type='text'>The JERK i am</title><content type='html'>Today i stayed in during recess because i had to take a retest for my science test. Not because i failed badly but because Mrs Soon wanted all students who had not gotten full marks to take a retest. And I had forgotten to bring my paper. So i ended up being scolded by her.&lt;br /&gt;  She asked me if anything was bothering me and i said that mum was going to shanghai tomorrow night and i suddenly felt like i was gonna miss her. I don't know how to explain though but i feel like I'm gonna miss her when she goes. So she said the more i miss her the more i should work hard and when PSLE is over i can proudly show her my results and prove myself that i could do it and i did it because i love mum. I said OK.&lt;br /&gt;  I thought about what she said when i ran down the stairs. I really felt like a jerk. i had been making all my past teachers angry by not handing in my work on time. And what makes things worse is that the teachers didn't give up on me but focused on me more. And i didn't even give a damn. Even Clarence handed in his work on time.&lt;br /&gt;  When mum came home i told her i was gonna wake up. Not get out of bed you brainless ninny. But start studying and revising my work diligently, not for the sake of reading but because i wanted to. I did my late homework and tomorrow I'm gonna hand in my work.&lt;br /&gt;  Today during social studies Ms Fadillah said my hair looked like a fork. Just because my hair sticks together in parts when wet. And today Darryl Lim came back to class from his suspension for cutting a girl with a rusty nail. That girl wasn't really injured or infected and she still comes to school.&lt;br /&gt;  I don't think i mentioned it, but we got 5th for the floor ball tournament. While we were out of the hockey tournament in the first quarter. I think Ms Lim was disappointed, and maybe Mrs Chua too. Because this is the first time Casuarina was kicked out of the tournament in the first quarter. When i the umpire blew the full time whistle i knew my hope of getting at least top 4 in the tournament was over. Everyone was disappointed. Especially me. I took one ball from my team mate and started whacking it against the wall. While the others went to have a friendly match with the other team. All i can say is that i don't really have that much sportsmanship. But eventually i went to play with them. Then we went to the Mcdonalds next door and i fortunately had enough money to buy a large coke. And then we boarded the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Until here.........for now.... :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8880536511825323064?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8880536511825323064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/jerk-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8880536511825323064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8880536511825323064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/jerk-i-am.html' title='The JERK i am'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1748582463471855485</id><published>2010-04-07T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T15:27:33.773+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what the hell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel so damn sleepy......just woken up frm nap. sorry for bad typing. brain not fully operational. A few days ago a girl told me she liked me. I told her i wasn't interested in relationships cos with the stories told about people and how horrid they feel...... But she didn't really say anything like how nice love can be or whatever crap. maybe she thinks she can change my thinking or something.&lt;br /&gt;today played soccer with my buddies and enemies. and we won( of course haha :) ). the other team were sore losers and messed the field with the basketballs left there for the next PE lesson.&lt;br /&gt;trying to get new blogskin..... bye for now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1748582463471855485?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1748582463471855485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/feel-so-damn-sleepy.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1748582463471855485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1748582463471855485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/04/feel-so-damn-sleepy.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4845817055322825193</id><published>2010-03-11T13:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T13:12:50.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So bored in school. Now in com lab. Doing chinese work. I think its pointless cos you also dont save it in the com and even if you do you probably come back to the com lab after a few months. Woo Hoo Mrs Soon moved me back to sit with Dog(rachel) so i canannoy her again. Azri so cold i dont want to joke with her. She so big sized im  scared she'll punch me if i say something wrong haha. But one thing im not happy is that im still sitting with prawn(sheryl)cos she annoy me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4845817055322825193?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4845817055322825193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-bored-in-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4845817055322825193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4845817055322825193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-bored-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3399525191560290631</id><published>2010-02-10T17:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T17:52:58.594+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='why am i stuck with so many losers?'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we had a small test on maths angles and it wasn't that hard that i freaked out.  Everything was fine until Mother Tongue when the substitute teacher came. When subs come you're supposed to celebrate the illness of your cruel teacher and hope that illness lasts very long. But then this sub likes to take videos with the crappy phone of his and show it to the principal. When we were reading he asked us to stop and he scolded two guys, Xuan Rui and Darryl Tan, because they were not reading and then later on when he asked Darryl to come to the front and answer a question, Xuan Rui told him to go when he didn't want to. So he started crying and the sub accused him of bullying Darryl. Me and some other people laughed because 1. I hate Darryl because whenever he cries he just disturbs everyone and prevents them with carrying on with their business and 2. His crying is the funniest thing I have ever heard. Call me a bully, I don't care because the last time he cried was during P.E. and we only have 2 periods a week and he wasted a quarter of it because he cried when we were playing captains ball he moved while carrying the ball. Then he cried and said he hated being accused and blah blah blah who cares. We weren't even accusing him.&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway i hate anybody that cries because it makes me think that person is still soooooooo childish and should be in primary one, or better yet in nursery. So if Darryl needs any help from me I'll refuse because if hes still crying like a baby he could jolly well go to another school where everyone cries. Call me evil and cold hearted but I'm just saying this in my view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3399525191560290631?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3399525191560290631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-we-had-small-test-on-maths-angles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3399525191560290631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3399525191560290631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-we-had-small-test-on-maths-angles.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8754950166393099640</id><published>2010-02-08T17:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T18:06:50.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Saturday we celebrated nic's birthday and we gave him a surprise birthday party. We closed the sliding door and pulled the curtains, then we popped the party poppers just when he opened the door. He didn't really look so surprised because he saw Ge Ge. Then we went on to fight a G-rank Daimyo Hermitaur in our game Monster Hunter Freedom 2. Then our cousins came and Nic didn't get any presents like last year when he received a remote control car, a remote control helicopter and a Lego police set. All except the Lego was thrashed. Nic ascended the helicopter so fast it smashed on the ceiling and smashed again on the floor. A piece of the rotors flew off. The car was just those types where they say its reliable on the cover and make the car's body so shiny and nice looking and they put the price sky high(for me). If I had the receipt I would have took it back to toys R us and exchange it for the money then I could go and buy a PSP game.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway there is a birds nest growing at grandpa's recliner chair and grandma says it could be grandpa.&lt;br /&gt;I have cough and runny nose and an ulcer growing in my throat and it hurts whenever I swallow including my saliva&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8754950166393099640?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8754950166393099640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-saturday-we-celebrated-nics-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8754950166393099640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8754950166393099640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/02/on-saturday-we-celebrated-nics-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7502327294044395865</id><published>2010-01-27T14:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T15:10:14.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today in school my tooth came out during mother tongue period. I spent 5 minutes washing the blood off my gums. And then got scolded for not completing my work. Anyway today is Wednesday and i hate Wednesdays because i have no sport or anything what-so-ever except for taekwondo and i hate taekwondo cos all i do there is run, run and let me think what was that again.... oh yeah.......... RUN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But I'm ending taekwondo after this term.&lt;br /&gt;  Last week and on tuesday we went to play at the tournament and we scored 11-0 against Yuhwa primary, 10-2 against Keming primary and 9-0 against Park View primary. Tomorrow we're probably going against Pasir ris primary and they have been training everyday for two weeks during the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7502327294044395865?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7502327294044395865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-in-school-my-tooth-came-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7502327294044395865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7502327294044395865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/today-in-school-my-tooth-came-out.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4542784778324600020</id><published>2010-01-13T16:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:01:35.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday during floorball i received my jersey. I chose number 19 since i was born on July 19th. And I was happy it fitted me. So i quikly grabbed it along with a short and socks then we continued training. After training i got myself a drink at the 7-eleven and did my homework. Then I waited til mum came. At 4 :35 it started raining. At 5:20 mum came.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4542784778324600020?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4542784778324600020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/yesterday-during-floorball-i-received.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4542784778324600020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4542784778324600020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/yesterday-during-floorball-i-received.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8983873877231805625</id><published>2010-01-08T18:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:31:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/S0gb7ziqDjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wuOqX9QZkzM/s1600-h/family.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424616465429564978" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/S0gb7ziqDjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wuOqX9QZkzM/s200/family.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had a lecture from mum and then I got EMO again. I was telling mum I wanted to quit Xiu's tuition but she said that my Math was too poor just Cos I failed p5 SA2 maths. I don't think she understands what it feels like having a tutor who embarrasses you. Like when I was trying to sweep an ant of my book she scolded me and dismantled my correction tape to keep the ant in there and made me find another ant in the kitchen to "accompany" that ant. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But at least at the end of every fight, quarrel, etc. etc. We're still family&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8983873877231805625?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8983873877231805625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-had-lecture-from-mum-and-then-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8983873877231805625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8983873877231805625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-just-had-lecture-from-mum-and-then-i.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_oAfR9gsdkOE/S0gb7ziqDjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/wuOqX9QZkzM/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1530015532252594290</id><published>2010-01-05T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T15:52:35.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new year</title><content type='html'>Its a new year and it started of kind of lousy. Nigel came on 31 dec 2009 and he stayed over cos he wanted to accompany us to jurong bird park the next day.  We had quite alot of fun there with all the birds flying around us at the Lory Loft. When we stopped to have a snack at snack bar me and Nigel saw a gigantic cage with a sign that said : World's Most Dangerous Animal: Homo Sapien . So I took a picture of Nigel in the cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Yesterday I was happy and sad cos Mrs Soon will be teaching us Science and Maths. But the form teacher, Miss Fadillah, fancies the word 'Shut up'. Great, I end up with a lousy teacher but luckily its only for English and I'm quite good at it. Even though she is a crappy teacher I'm still gonna work hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1530015532252594290?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1530015532252594290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1530015532252594290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1530015532252594290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-year.html' title='a new year'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4812718582540052123</id><published>2009-11-02T19:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T19:33:56.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today was English paper and i guess i did ok. But the only thing on my mind is grandpa. I still miss him and its hard to forget him. I keep telling myself that hes on a long holiday but I can't bring myself to beleiving it. Before I sat down to have dinner I said "wai gong chi" or "grandpa please eat"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Tomorrow is maths and Im not confident. My life just crumbled after he went but I still keep pretending Im OK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4812718582540052123?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4812718582540052123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-english-paper-and-i-guess-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4812718582540052123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4812718582540052123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/11/today-was-english-paper-and-i-guess-i.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6301809267179287019</id><published>2009-09-16T17:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T17:53:05.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; Today we changed to the science lab 1 because Mdm Norsham is pregnant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; But i think Mrs Soon is waaaaaaaaaaaaaay better. Too bad she went to take some test or whatever. Axels been sick for quite long. And he has not come back since the thursday before the holidays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6301809267179287019?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6301809267179287019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-we-changed-to-science-lab-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6301809267179287019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6301809267179287019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-we-changed-to-science-lab-1.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5035845487961628855</id><published>2009-09-08T18:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T18:52:23.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days Auntie Wati has gone back to Java. But yesterday we heard the worst news of all. Her daughter who went missing a few days before she went back was found dead. I feel so sorry for her. She lost her father when she was young, her husband and now her daughter. Mummy said that some people's lives are very 'poor thing' and that theres nothing that can help it. Auntie is coming back on sunday and I will try to do something to cheer her up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5035845487961628855?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5035845487961628855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/past-few-days-auntie-wati-has-gone-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5035845487961628855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5035845487961628855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/past-few-days-auntie-wati-has-gone-back.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3909936324450332629</id><published>2009-09-02T16:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T17:13:10.217+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dun piss me off'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On monday my CL teacher gave me my chinese results and I passed. But I'm not happy cos I didn't get B and get a PSP daddy promised me. So next SA2 I'm gonna aim for B. I'm also kinda happy that I passed and don't have to be a vegetarian. Today me and Axel fought cos he called me fat. And I called him his mothers slave. And then fists started flying and he saw stars. Clarence promised me that he'd give me his extra fighting fish but he lied and I so damned angry with him. So after school Mummy brought me to tampines street 21 to buy me a fierce red guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3909936324450332629?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3909936324450332629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-monday-my-cl-teacher-gave-me-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3909936324450332629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3909936324450332629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/09/on-monday-my-cl-teacher-gave-me-my.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-470309891702128989</id><published>2009-08-25T18:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T19:03:26.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the 5/3 era'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was English CA2 and I was kinda nervous at first but the paper turned out to be quite easy. After school I ate Nasi Lemak with Kelvin, Clarence and Nasrul. Then Nasrul said he didn't want the chicken wing. But I too did not want it, neither did the rest of the guys. So the next thing Nasrul did was unbelievable because he threw the chicken wing like a boomerang. Then Clarence used the plastic cover of the nasi lemak to carry it and kick on to the tree. And then Clarence held up his hands in "victory". That's what he called it. But Kelvin did something more unbelievable...... He drank Red Bull. He said it was an energy drink and sure enough on the can was two words:Energy Drink. When we came home I did tuition work. After finishing I made paper helicopters and put blue-tack on the bottom. It spun well and I'm gonna sell them to my DUMB classmates. Because if Nigel made quite a tidy sum of money selling ice cream stick guns that shoot limited rubber bands. But for my Helli's they can be used as torpedoes too. And I want money to buy a new soccer ball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-470309891702128989?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/470309891702128989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-english-ca2-and-i-was-kinda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/470309891702128989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/470309891702128989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-english-ca2-and-i-was-kinda.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5560628308409184193</id><published>2009-08-17T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T16:10:25.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idoits in class'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today at school the stupid Daryl Lim called me some stupid "bad words" which are so kiddy man! He likes to call people names and hes very kaypoh if you know what I mean. So I called him Daryl Lim Kay Kiang. That did it. He started chasing me around. But he did'nt catch me cos at that time Kelvin came. And Daryl doesn't mess with me when Kelvins around cos Kelvin likes hitting people for no reason. But one thing I notice is that Daryl doesn't mess with me( when Kelvin is not around) when I have my hockey stick. And tomorrow I'm bringing the hockey stick tomorrow. So Daryl better watch out. Haha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5560628308409184193?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5560628308409184193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-at-school-stupid-daryl-lim-called.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5560628308409184193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5560628308409184193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-at-school-stupid-daryl-lim-called.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3217406747240291018</id><published>2009-08-14T21:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:44:24.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school happiness( for me)'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today at school we were seperated into our groups and then started our drills. Since Syahid did'nt come, I was the leader of the group. Then I went to get a 100 plus from the drink stall before going to the classroom. When I arrived Mrs Soon was already in the class so we all remained silent. After MT, Kelvin was fooling around with my hockey stick and hit Rachel on the head and then she started crying. Since we all know Darren likes Rachel, we all teased Darren that he would cry too. Then I started this minor thing that Darren would go outside the girl's toilet and 'console' Rachel. And I gotta admit that was kinda mean. Cos the words I said were a little "colourful". So everyone, except Darren, Rachel and her friends, all had a little laugh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  After school Mummy fetched me and I ate chicken rice. Then I went to do Xiu(tuition teacher)'s homework for me which was to copy multiplications of 3(48 times) 4(64 times) and 6(72 times). So to me(no offence but....) Xiu is kinda crazy. If you know what I mean.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3217406747240291018?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3217406747240291018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-at-school-we-were-seperated-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3217406747240291018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3217406747240291018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-at-school-we-were-seperated-into.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8112810116003354462</id><published>2009-08-12T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T16:56:28.636+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was Nazri's birthday and I was kinda angry with me cos I knew it since yesterday and I said I would get him something but i forgot to. We celebrated by playing soccer with the usual guys and girls. Almost all the girls are tomboys. The girly girls all play games by themselves so its borrrrrring. Actually not all the guys came. Only Syahid, Azri, Azmina, Batrisha, Nazri and me. Nazri's father is getting him a new soccer ball which should be bigger than the current one cos its kiddy size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8112810116003354462?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8112810116003354462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-nazris-birthday-and-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8112810116003354462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8112810116003354462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-was-nazris-birthday-and-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3726186290256256713</id><published>2009-08-06T20:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T20:28:23.049+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey practice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we went to school and like usual the same damn thing happened again. After school I went to the E-con Mini Mart and had a Iceberg cola for lunch and I know Mummy will say that I should buy proper food and stuff instead of buying sugared drinks but the amount of food in my normal meal is more than 330ml of sugared drinks. Then I went to buy the BB gun at the Mini Mart near East Vale. Then went back to school for Hockey. Then Coach scolded us for not doing  more control drills than the P2. Control drill is passing the ball left and right. But on my second attempt I beat the record of 135 by 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3726186290256256713?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3726186290256256713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-we-went-to-school-and-like-usual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3726186290256256713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3726186290256256713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-we-went-to-school-and-like-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-910964993316963475</id><published>2009-08-05T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:04:47.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SnlKWMSXcoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_CZ1DD2DRJ8/s1600-h/Image0799.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366402176104493698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SnlKWMSXcoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_CZ1DD2DRJ8/s200/Image0799.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today the stupid Lao Shi let the fatso(Axel) off first for no reason at all. So i asked him, 老师，为什么你让他走先？？？？ and he said he just let him go. I then said what????? and muttered the F word under my breath. But I don't care if he scolds me or what cos he is an idiot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After school we went to Botak Jones to eat and I had Black Pepper Chicken with Cheese Potato and spicy fries(right) and their food is so AWESOME!!!!!!!! It's better than Astons man!!!!!! So we got a membership card for free and then we got $5 off from my NDP 09 booklet from the goodie bag and the bag is really a bag. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-910964993316963475?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/910964993316963475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-stupid-lao-shi-let-fatsoaxel-off.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/910964993316963475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/910964993316963475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-stupid-lao-shi-let-fatsoaxel-off.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SnlKWMSXcoI/AAAAAAAAAKU/_CZ1DD2DRJ8/s72-c/Image0799.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7696692153404704347</id><published>2009-08-02T15:47:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:36:39.504+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home on weekend'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today I woke up and it was snowing!(just kidding) Since we switched our air-con with the studies it's been freezing every single night! and I had to cover my blanket to my neck. We went to eat at Elias Mall and then went to see the plastic models of planes, ships, tanks and dinosaurs. It was cool man. They had models of the Navy ships that failed to "protect" us during WWII. Then we went back home and Mummy and gege went to buy lunch while me and nic played tennis. After that we played with the new Transformer toys Daddy bought us yesterday. We have Desert Tracker Ratchet, Ironhide, Demolisher and Mixmaster. Mixmaster is so awesome cos he has a cannon on top of his head and his head is movable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Then I went to do homework from Xiu(tuition). Not so inspiring cos I had to copy three words 20 times.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7696692153404704347?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7696692153404704347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-woke-up-and-it-was-snowingjust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7696692153404704347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7696692153404704347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-woke-up-and-it-was-snowingjust.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8055472320760015847</id><published>2009-07-30T18:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:37:04.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hockey practice'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Today we went to the science lab to see specimen slides under our microscopes. But all everyone wanted to see was the human sperm smear so you can say their all sickos. So after school there was hockey practice and Coach selected me to be in the team so I was kinda happy. Now Daddy has something to be proud of and not be so happy about Ge Ge being a prefect.&lt;br /&gt;  When Mummy brought me home I told her and she said wow. Then when we came home Mummy showed the MP3 that she got me for my birthday.A Sony Walkman MP3. Red in colour and it is so cool man!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  I just went to eat Thai food for my dinner. And it was when I ate my stuffed chicken wing. I then knew why it was called stuffed. Inside was corn, lettuce,peas and other veges. Then I regretted not protesting against Daddy eating Thai food. I could have been eating Rib-eye steak but ate a chicken wing stuffed with veg. So from that moment I had the feeling that Thai people think chickens lay vegetables instead of eggs that's why they call that plant eggplant. Just joking! Don't take me seriously cos in school I'm a little bit of a joker.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;........................................................................................................................................................................ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just had a cramp. In my thigh. It was so damned painful!!!!!! Arrgh! But this isn't the first time I got a cramp. The muscle tightens and it hurts like crazy!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Well, Mummy doesn't want to get Realplayer anymore because it goes into the hard drive and takes all the videos and converts them into Realplayer's videos. So I can't get the songs I like and I really wanted them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  But I already gotten some songs from the Media Player. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8055472320760015847?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8055472320760015847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-went-to-science-lab-to-see.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8055472320760015847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8055472320760015847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-went-to-science-lab-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4481705787941811539</id><published>2009-07-29T16:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T17:04:24.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today at school I went to talk to Nigel like I always do. But me and Axel are still fighting and calling each other vulgarities. Axel's like 6kg heavier than me but he calls me fat. What a dope. He's a complete idiot man. His whole family is! His grandfather was a baboon!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Anyway Mummy's sad over Grandpa. She says she feels so helpless in the current situation. I too feel helpless. Cos the Chemotherapy is only to extend his time here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4481705787941811539?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4481705787941811539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-school-i-went-to-talk-to-nigel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4481705787941811539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4481705787941811539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-school-i-went-to-talk-to-nigel.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3547860300245968986</id><published>2009-07-28T16:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T17:22:56.659+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nothing to say'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today I woke up but I didn't feel tired at all. That's pretty much because I slept at about 8.30 something cos I had a damn headache. Yesterday Jiu Jiu changed our air-con with our study rooms cos that one is Way colder then ours cos its longer and more powerful. And me and Andrew started our new Chinese tuition and we do it in an air-con room! Woohoo!..... And the amount of homework is okay too! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Today Mrs Soon didn't come so we were all happy because we would have lesser homework and lesser scoldings from the teachers. Anyway I forgot if I told you guys but Axel's mum called me bad company. But today I told her that if Axel was good why was he seeing the principal in her office. I'm not scared of her, cos believe me I've fought with tons of people before. And I don't care if they get hurt or what because they ALWAYS start it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3547860300245968986?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3547860300245968986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-woke-up-but-i-didnt-feel-tired.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3547860300245968986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3547860300245968986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-i-woke-up-but-i-didnt-feel-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6665979743137541150</id><published>2009-07-26T18:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T19:53:49.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Yesterday I couldn't sleep so I just kept the light on and looked at the ceiling. At around 1:30am I fell asleep after offing the light. When I woke up the suns rays infiltrated my eyes and stung my eyeballs. I went to watch TV and then ate Oreo and drank Milo. Then we went to do work, after that Me and Mummy went to buy another hamster wheel cos Brownie's wheel had broke. But the shop was closed so instead of exchanging it we bought a new one. I like the fighting fish cos 1. it looks beautiful and 2. they are rough and tough. So i'll save my pocket money until it reaches $15. So I'll have to wait about three weeks before my savings are enough. Anyway today Xiao GuZang brought us to the Kid's Kampong to catch fish. We caught lots and they're in the old fish tank.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6665979743137541150?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6665979743137541150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-i-couldnt-sleep-so-i-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6665979743137541150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6665979743137541150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-i-couldnt-sleep-so-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1435487988366954916</id><published>2009-07-24T20:43:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:33:23.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEALS with mum;hockey;others'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today at school we had hockey and the boys and girls practised together because of the stupid rain. Then there was this crazy Indian idiot who kept on shouting and screaming. But don't think I hate Indians or WHAT because I had an Indian friend before OK? I just kept told him to bloody damn shut up. But that idiot of course didn't listen. So he got an earful from coach when he didn't do the drills properly. Serves him right. Tomorrow I'm going to N's house to play with him our PSPs. He wants to challenge me in Ace Combat X. Because Mummy doesn't allow me to play the PSP i had to strike a deal with her which is eating Veges everyday. So its kinda lame that I have to eat Veges cos' I HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE x10000 veg! They make me want to vomit. And I have to do Chinese work for her everyday too. AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! But Nigel calls me almost EVERY SINGLE DAY. Hes probably bored cos' his brother is like five years apart from him. But his mum doesn't keep his PSP on weekends or lock the com like MUMMY DOES. And when I told him hes so lucky, he said"so?its only an electronic device what! no biggy" Yeah right man. Every weekend he plays like crazy till like 11 pm and then goes to sleep. I know cos' one night he called and said he was bored. So i said go play your PSP and he said oh yeah and i hung up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1435487988366954916?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1435487988366954916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-school-we-had-hockey-and-boys.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1435487988366954916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1435487988366954916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-school-we-had-hockey-and-boys.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5257619469584216985</id><published>2009-07-23T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T18:08:00.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Today at recess I kinda pissed Clarence off just cos I punched him in the arm as a joke. I thought it was funny. He didn't. But the point is that Clarence punches me and kicks me EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!!!!!! And I don't retaliate at all. Cos' even if hes a little smaller than me, I can see he acts like a gangster. He even bullies Axel man!!!! So what can I do?!?!?!?! So when we all were waiting for Mdm Lee to come, he started attacking me. He threw this eraser which hit my leg. I threw it back. But it flew onto Batrisha instead. She then tossed it onto Clarence. So now it was war. After I threw some rubbish into the bin, when I turned to look at him again, I saw an eraser hurling towards me at about 11km per hour. I tell you man that guy has a real swing in that arm. I swear to god and everyone. But unfortunately it hit right on my right eye. At first, I was paralyzed. Then the pain begun. My bloody eye stung like HELL MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I covered it with my hand and covered my face. And then kicked the door open so hard, the teacher from 5/4 went to see what was happening. I washed my face for like twenty minutes and then went back to the class. Then Clarence apologised cos I was going to tell Mdm Lee. But I didn't care about him. I just told him"sorry, not interested". So I told Mdm Lee and she said that he was gonna have to stay back after class. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  After school me and Mummy went to IKEA to look for her stuff. I ate their pasta and meatballs. I tell you their Swedish meatballs are so damn good. Mummy ate Grilled Chicken which was also fantastic. Well, to me, that is. After that we went to look around and see the furniture. But the part we all look forward to is the "what you see, what you get" part were they sell things as cheap as 50% off. We bought a side cupboard which Mummy is gonna use for her computer scanner and printer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5257619469584216985?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5257619469584216985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-recess-i-kinda-pissed-clarence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5257619469584216985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5257619469584216985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-at-recess-i-kinda-pissed-clarence.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8290100553527126494</id><published>2009-07-16T17:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:20:05.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Yesterday when we went to Taekwondo, Coach Jeffrey told me that I had failed my Grading. I was angry. Not that I had failed, but because I had wasted Mummy's money. She said that on the grading day, which was two weeks ago, I had not been aggressive enough to pass. This is my first time failing though. But Coach Jeffrey said I could try out Poom belt first. But it was tough man.......... I even vomited out the chicken I had for dinner. Of course it was in the toilet. Then Ma'am told me to rest until class ended. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today at school me and the guys I usually hang out with(ie. Nigel, Kelvin, Clarence..etc etc) played with coins. Whoever managed to knock the other coins all off the table took all. Me and 999(Nigel) VS Clarence N Kelvin. We won easily but of course we only play with 10 cents. so twenty cents more pocket money for me cos 999 also dropped off the table. Haha. Sundays my birthday so people please say happy birthday to me. Haha &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8290100553527126494?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8290100553527126494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-when-we-went-to-taekwondo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8290100553527126494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8290100553527126494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/yesterday-when-we-went-to-taekwondo.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5814970065035041070</id><published>2009-07-13T17:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T17:44:01.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  On Sat. me and all the p5 pupils went to NDP full dress rehersal. If you look in the papers on TODAY, I'm not sure its todays or yesterdays but there was a short article about it. Coming to the end it started pouring and almost everyone got wet. Me and Nigel threw away our raincoats so you could say we deserved it. Anyway my friends picture is on &lt;a href="http://www.ndpeeps.com/external.html?url=http://www.flickr.com/groups/proud2besg/pool/"&gt;http://www.ndpeeps.com/external.html?url=http://www.flickr.com/groups/proud2besg/pool/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5814970065035041070?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5814970065035041070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-sat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5814970065035041070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5814970065035041070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-sat.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7729748473937576098</id><published>2009-07-01T16:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T17:23:13.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the same thing like the rest. What &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; know is that school totally sucks ever since they changed the teachers for almost every subject. It's getting kinda boring though. Today I ate a bowl of rice + 2 pieces of chicken from Rice Bowl. As I said, its getting boring. Cos' when I'm in school i wish I was at home, when in school i wish I was at home................. *****!!!SIGH!!!*****&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7729748473937576098?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7729748473937576098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-same-thing-like-rest.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7729748473937576098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7729748473937576098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-was-same-thing-like-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-41415027947179507</id><published>2009-06-30T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T18:56:44.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school fun'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we had PE. I didn't expect the teacher to change but we got Mr Lim. But it's kinda good though. Hes about a thousand times better than Mr Sharif. We get to play Captains Ball, Catching and Monkey In The Middle. Today Mrs Soon, our form teacher for term 3 piled us with work. And Mdm Lee gave us only 1 page. So if you're a kid about my age you'll understand what I mean by "Mdm Lee ROCKS!!!!!!!!!!!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-41415027947179507?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/41415027947179507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-had-pe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/41415027947179507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/41415027947179507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-we-had-pe.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3638772697233085409</id><published>2009-06-29T18:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T18:40:42.537+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school misery'/><title type='text'>1st day of school...........sucks</title><content type='html'>Today we got to meet our new form teacher, Mrs Soon. The school's HOD of Science. I don't really like her because she has so many rules about what we need to do when she's around. Good thing though Mdm Lee is teaching us English. At Chinese I did'nt have my textbook and Lao Shi did'nt bother cos' most of us did not bring it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3638772697233085409?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3638772697233085409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-day-of-schoolsucks.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3638772697233085409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3638772697233085409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/1st-day-of-schoolsucks.html' title='1st day of school...........sucks'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2283113436429319868</id><published>2009-06-28T10:46:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T11:01:03.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow we will be going to school again and I'm not happy about that. This holiday has been kinda short, if you know what I mean. Because like what people say, time flies when you are having fun. Although I didn't really have fun.  In total this month I watched 4 movies but could have watched 5. I didn't want to to watch Transformers 2. You can call me stupid for not going but believe me. I've had my share of nighttime trillers. Dad told me he'd bring me to watch it in the afternoon when he comes back from the US. I've got insomnia again though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2283113436429319868?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2283113436429319868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow-we-will-be-going-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2283113436429319868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2283113436429319868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/tomorrow-we-will-be-going-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1173911058284811018</id><published>2009-06-25T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T21:27:54.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday misery'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Next week school is gonna start and They aren't gonna suspend it for H1N1. Anyway allot of things happened at the beginning of the holidays. Before it started, on 20 something may, Daddy found out I had failed Chinese again. He was SO furious  he threw me out. I sat outside the gate sobbing. Things started going through my mind...... like why was I born into this family and why I was so unlucky and why I failed Chinese. I wiped away my tears, I wanted to run away and never go back. But just then Grandpa came and asked me what the heck I was doing sitting on the dirty pavement. On hearing his voice, I burst into tears. How could I leave? He was in a bad state with cancer and if I ran away what would happen? Total misery in the whole extended family. They'd be so shocked. I told him that dad wanted me out of the house. He asked me to come in but I said no. Dad went out for awhile and came back and talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;  But let's put the past behind us. Now I do a 50-word journal in chinese and a summary of 我报 My Paper in written chinese.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1173911058284811018?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1173911058284811018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-week-school-is-gonna-start-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1173911058284811018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1173911058284811018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/next-week-school-is-gonna-start-and.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5348502998705629264</id><published>2009-06-10T15:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T16:06:43.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school holiday boredom'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Today was just average....... Yesterday Me and Dad went to watch Angels And Demons.  I actually thought there were supposed to be angels flying around fighting demons but nope, I was wrong. We watched it from 9:15 to 11:45pm. So I woke up at coming 10am. At around 9 nic came and disturbed me for awhile but I pushed him aside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5348502998705629264?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5348502998705629264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5348502998705629264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5348502998705629264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/06/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4242925376489129673</id><published>2009-05-18T17:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T18:09:48.534+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and it&quot;s miserys and happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was the chinese exam. It was quite hard. After exam Kelvin told me he didn't want to be friends with me just because I talked to the dog. So in my mind I said ok lor and then kept quiet about it. After school me and Kelvin and Clarence took the bus to the Interchange. When crossing the road, Kelvin dashed across the road. And left me and Clarence in the rain while I was trying the stupid foldable umbrella. So we got half soaked up. When I came home, I had chicken rice for lunch. Then I went to shower. I then went up to revise for my science paper tomorrow. Mummy says I smell like Daddy's perfume. Then she asked me if I showered in her room. I said no. But I wanted to say that if there was shampoo in the first level why the hell would I shower in her room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4242925376489129673?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4242925376489129673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-chinese-exam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4242925376489129673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4242925376489129673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-was-chinese-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5680472548235367058</id><published>2009-05-17T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T15:26:17.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday we stayed at home and nothing interesting happened. The only good thing that happened to me was that I could sleep peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;  Today we went to eat Tim Sum breakfast with Xiao Gu Gu, Xiao Gu Zang and Ethan. Abby didn't come because she had to go to church.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5680472548235367058?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5680472548235367058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-we-stayed-at-home-and-nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5680472548235367058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5680472548235367058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-we-stayed-at-home-and-nothing.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6129911771483081002</id><published>2009-05-14T17:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:12:27.824+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and it&quot;s miserys and happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Remember how I said I couldn't sleep in my December post? Well last night it got me again. Mummy told Daddy that I have Insomnia. It's really not that I'm nervous about today's exam. Anyway today we had SA1 english but I'm a little confident.&lt;br /&gt;  Mummy finally bought Diary of a Wimpy Kid 2. But only after exams then will I be able to read it........DARN...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6129911771483081002?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6129911771483081002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-how-i-said-i-couldnt-sleep-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6129911771483081002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6129911771483081002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-how-i-said-i-couldnt-sleep-in.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6221895210886299287</id><published>2009-05-11T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T17:26:33.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Yesterday Daddy brought us to watch X-Men Origins:Wolverine. Some parts were funny and some were dead serious. We came back near midnight and went to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Today when I woke up I wanted to slack till afternoon but I couldn't . I was just too energetic. I ate breakfast of cake and went to the 3rd floor to do revision. Mummy asked me to do a test paper and revise on science. It was just sooooooooooooooooooooooo BORING!!! I'd blast my brains out if I had a gun!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6221895210886299287?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6221895210886299287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-daddy-brought-us-to-watch-x.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6221895210886299287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6221895210886299287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-daddy-brought-us-to-watch-x.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6096954506349519124</id><published>2009-05-08T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:25:05.851+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life and it&quot;s miserys and happiness'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;  Yesterday a few people didn't come and some went home in the middle of class.  At recess, Darren pissed me and Kelvin off. So we set a trap to get our revenge. I chased Kelvin in the direction of Darren and he would push Darren. But Darren found out and ran. But too bad for him. Kelvin used a soccer trick and stuck out his leg to trip Darren. He didn't really do a good job in hiding his trip though.... Darren fell but he didn't cut or bruise himself at all man! He went to a corner and sobbed for a while but we went to cheer him up. But when we went away I couldn't help but laugh behind the wall. You might say I'm cruel and shouldn't have planned this whole thing but he pissed me off first right?! Hes an IDIOT. He acts so tough but hes the shortest and second youngest in class. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  Today at Floor ball we played Hockey instead. This year they combined the two sports together. I still prefer Floor ball since its easier to control. At class Clarence told me that if I wanted to be on the team then I had to be serious when playing the game. He also teached me how to shoot and dribble the ball. Recently I haven't been talking to Axel. Hes been talking to the dog(Darryl Lim). Why I call Darryl that? Because he always does stupid stuff to humiliate or get us into trouble. So I sang the most popular song between Clarence, Axel, Darryl, Kelvin and me. You know the song on TV that says:Yesterday.... All my friends went out to play......... You know that one?? We have our own version....:Yesterday......Axel's LJ fly away. Hee Hee....... You don't need to know what is LJ......Hee.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6096954506349519124?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6096954506349519124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-few-people-didnt-come-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6096954506349519124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6096954506349519124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-few-people-didnt-come-and.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8602445805273062920</id><published>2009-05-05T20:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:48:23.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday we did filing in school. I hate filing. Your table will be in a mess and you will be in a hurry when the teacher is barking out orders on how to file the worksheets. At night when I was showering, I spotted a baby lizard on the ceiling. I was afraid it would fall so I placed the sponge directly below it. And I was right. I slipped and fell onto the sponge and crawled near the drain. But luckily it was too big for it to slip down. I grabbed it gently and placed it in the empty shampoo bottle for a while. I put on my clothes and picked it out again. I released it in the garden outside and hoped it would survive to live to a ripe old age.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had the jabs. It was on both arms. It was pain when the needle pierced the skin at first but it subsided after a while. We also had to take 2 very bitter droplets of medicine for Polio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8602445805273062920?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8602445805273062920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-we-did-filing-in-school.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8602445805273062920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8602445805273062920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-we-did-filing-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-774950197076751566</id><published>2009-05-03T16:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T16:56:51.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='car crashing'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/Sf1b5g5bT7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PDl5VxU-RpY/s1600-h/car+in+drain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331518577518006194" style="WIDTH: 285px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/Sf1b5g5bT7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PDl5VxU-RpY/s200/car+in+drain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/Sf1b5XuWXnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k77RmNOsbBw/s1600-h/car+bonnet+crashed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331518575055625842" style="WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/Sf1b5XuWXnI/AAAAAAAAAI8/k77RmNOsbBw/s200/car+bonnet+crashed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 30th April 2009...... A BMW sped down the road. When he reached the turn, he swerved right... but it was too late. He smashed into the wall of the bungalow 511 and 511A. His car was stuck in the drain but he was fortunate to be able to climb out. Soon, a crowd had gathered to look. A bus even slowed down to let the passengers see the wreck. Soon an ambulance arrived. I heard him ask the paramedics,"do I have to lie on a stretcher?""yes you do" she answered. Bits of the cement and rock were scattered on the porch of 511A. The windscreen wiper was flung onto the road. Mummy wipped out her phone to snap pictures. We later went back home to sleep.&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/6753548740377502982-774950197076751566?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/774950197076751566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-30th-april-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/774950197076751566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/774950197076751566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-30th-april-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/Sf1b5g5bT7I/AAAAAAAAAJE/PDl5VxU-RpY/s72-c/car+in+drain.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2760931605833512772</id><published>2009-04-30T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:36:19.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today Mdm Norsham was mad at us because some of us did'nt do our work. She created this rule that everyday we must revise at home and we need parent's signature on our handbook. And then today we were piled with homework. So later I'm gonna do some more before I go to eat dinner. Daddy has finally got his BMW convertable but I'm not soo goo goo ga ga over it. Hes collecting it tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2760931605833512772?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2760931605833512772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-mdm-norsham-was-mad-at-us-because.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2760931605833512772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2760931605833512772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-mdm-norsham-was-mad-at-us-because.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5330826910432736126</id><published>2009-04-28T18:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T18:16:33.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I had my chinese compo. It's hard since I forgot to bring a dictionary along. After that the stupid Mdm Norsham kept us in 10 mins for recess for nothing. So after eating I just sat around watching people running around. Tomorrow is listenning compre but I'm confident about it. Later I'll have my piano and Uncle Sune and Auntie Mai are going back to Sweden.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5330826910432736126?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5330826910432736126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-had-my-chinese-compo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5330826910432736126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5330826910432736126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-had-my-chinese-compo.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5007042409720937549</id><published>2009-04-27T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T18:19:58.552+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mummy&apos;s friends houses'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;  Yesterday we went to auntie Jen's house since it was raining cats and dogs at East Coast Park and we had planed to have a picnic there. We had spaghetti with tomato sauce. After the rain stopped, we we went down to the void deck to play outdoor activities. I rode on the bike for awile. I saw a lizard with it's head chopped off. I also saw a black cat with patches of brown on its fur. It was a stray cat and it was hungry. Then a guy whose cat was also at the void deck, looked at it for a awile too. When we went back to auntie Jen's house, I picked jairus' Dairy Of A Wimpy Kid #3. I read until page 170 and then we had to go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5007042409720937549?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5007042409720937549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-we-went-to-auntie-jens-house.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5007042409720937549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5007042409720937549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-we-went-to-auntie-jens-house.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8432916304142425859</id><published>2009-04-21T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:33:02.802+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;    A few weeks ago I had my P5 camp. On the first day we did some ice-breaking activities. And then we went to General Stations. The next day we did Zipline or Flying Fox like what ge ge calls it. It was kinda scary cos' the ground just comes to you. I had some close calls when some scared team mates came up and were asked to go first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  This afternoon we had ICAS computer skills which is compulsary for all P5 students. I'm not a computer geek so it was quite hard for me. Yesterday we had english oral. The passage was easy but the picture had so little things to say. My examiner was Ms Lim, ge ge's P6 form teacher and my floorball asst coach. And there was another examiner though.... Mummy just gave us a scolding about us doing stupid stuff when we were supposed to do our homework. It started when ge ge drew a picture of a naked woman (sick right?) and changed it into a dog's face. Kinda dumb so I called him a sicko. And then mummy was at it. My homework is some Maths (Ratio) and compo correction. But at least I &lt;strong&gt;WAS&lt;/strong&gt; doing my corrections! Anyway I'm gonna go on a diet.Soon....................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8432916304142425859?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8432916304142425859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-weeks-ago-i-had-my-p5-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8432916304142425859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8432916304142425859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/04/few-weeks-ago-i-had-my-p5-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7750787618689980879</id><published>2009-03-31T17:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T17:49:20.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Today I took bus to school. Actually it's been a few days but today I beat Kelvin and Darren. So I sat in front. But that annoying Kenny and Nasrul always go in front even if their late. Nasrul is damn annoying. He's a low life and thinks he's supposed to be treated with royalty. What a loser. Tomorrow is the day the computer worm/virus is sent out to infect Microsoft Windows computers(not that I'm stating that Microsoft computers are weak against viruses). So mummy said no computer for the next few days. Anyway their going to Melbourne tonight at 7:30. So I'll be alone at home and bored for the next few days. Mummy's getting me a new bag and a display boomerang there. A boomerang to play with might return and smack me right in the head and.....Ouch. Next we're having NAFA. Mummy is packing her bag now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7750787618689980879?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7750787618689980879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7750787618689980879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7750787618689980879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today_31.html' title='today'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8599442226840403989</id><published>2009-03-28T15:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T15:41:25.102+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>On wednesday we went for taekwondo and instuctor Jeffrey said we were going for our grading. I never was so happy in my life! I'm finally going to my brown belt gradings! Yesterday Mdm Norsham gave us maths homework to do and it was alot! So after this I'm gonna do it. Daddys trying to book the tennis court at seletar so we can play tennis tomorrow. I don't really understand the questions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8599442226840403989?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8599442226840403989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today_28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8599442226840403989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8599442226840403989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today_28.html' title='today'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8946418005625937537</id><published>2009-03-25T16:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:47:39.309+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Emo'/><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>Today at chinese lesson, we did a graph on how different we are from eskimos. My group currently has the most points(not that I'm bragging). This is probably the 4th day since Rachel was kicked from Higher Mother Tongue into our class. At the last lesson in the Science Lab, Clarence took some baby powder and threw it on my pants. They turned white and I had difficulties sweeping them of my pants. I was so damn pissed off. I did'nt care if some P1's passed the lab, I did'nt care if I got scalded by the hot water from the experiment, because it was'nt Matthew that was in the class, it was Emo. After school I went to eat at Central. So sad Grand Chase expires April.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8946418005625937537?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8946418005625937537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8946418005625937537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8946418005625937537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-896593691814416818</id><published>2009-03-06T16:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:12:23.521+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school exams'/><title type='text'>chinese results</title><content type='html'>Today our mother tongue results for CA1 were revealed. I had failed by 14 marks. I wasn't surprised that I had failed. I didn't study hard enough. Anyway I wasn't the last in class, Justin had gotten 11/90. I've told mummy and she didn't scold or cane me. My chinese teacher has changed and she asked for both signatures of both parents. Darn. I hate it when I tell daddy that I've failed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-896593691814416818?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/896593691814416818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/chinese-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/896593691814416818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/896593691814416818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/chinese-results.html' title='chinese results'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1564665729433479177</id><published>2009-03-05T17:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T18:15:11.032+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school exams'/><title type='text'>english results</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we got our English results.I had scored 78/100.Not so good for mummy.When I told Clarence that mummy wouldn't be too pleased about my results, he told me" you don't want your paper then exchange with me La!Anyway you also got the best marks what".Even if mummy wasn't pleased with my results,I still had my com time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1564665729433479177?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1564665729433479177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1564665729433479177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1564665729433479177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/03/english-results.html' title='english results'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5796988559748221844</id><published>2009-02-27T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:58:17.419+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school exams'/><title type='text'>english paper</title><content type='html'>Today was English paper. I'd range it 7 on 10. Quite easy but allot of errors. Then went to recess. I gobbled up my rice and fried fish then went to play soccer at the field. The field quite weird cos' the grass one day is yellow one day is green. I got stuck with keeper role and just waited there. I could sleep the whole recess. Cos' kelvin always scores and even the P6 cannot beat him. He is a pro in soccer. Today went to tuition by bus. Saw a guy on bus 39 with a t-shirt that said: Support MAN U. HATE ARSENAL AND LIVERPOOL FC. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5796988559748221844?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5796988559748221844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-paper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5796988559748221844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5796988559748221844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/english-paper.html' title='english paper'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-29923290777942132</id><published>2009-02-25T17:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T17:33:41.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today at recess I played soccer as usual but Nazri's mother forbade to bring his ball. So me and Hadi ran to borrow a ball from the school. Then he went of to play with those 5/5, 5/4 and some 5/3 pupils. So there was only Ernest, Nazri, Patricia, Kelvin and Me left plus a few more. When it was close to the end of recess, Kelvin kicked the winning goal.... but it struck a P6 guy in his abdomen. When I mentioned Kelvin, he isn't from Singapore or a p5 pupil. He told us that he was a secondary 3+ pupil in Vietnam. So imagine the force on the guy's abdomen. He was sprawled on the roasted yellowish grass groaning in pain. But Kelvin didn't give a heck, he continued and kicked the ball into the goal post. After recess we did some filling of English, maths and science. It was a total mess on the table, worksheets, pencils, erasers and pens everywhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-29923290777942132?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/29923290777942132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-at-recess-i-played-soccer-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/29923290777942132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/29923290777942132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/today-at-recess-i-played-soccer-as.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2014613004763103306</id><published>2009-02-17T16:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T17:08:47.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few days ago I was appointed health monitor in the class which is a good thing. But Rachel is the health monitress which is a bad thing. So to make things easier(for me), she collected small fruity veggie cards while I collected big ones(you can get a big one if you exchange it for 10 small ones). And she agreed! Wonder why shes so dumb to accept that deal. At recess I couldn't find Darren again. . Maybe its because hes too short so I couldn't see him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2014613004763103306?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2014613004763103306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-days-ago-i-was-appointed-health.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2014613004763103306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2014613004763103306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/few-days-ago-i-was-appointed-health.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1997847440393731543</id><published>2009-02-12T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T18:43:49.301+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the playground'/><title type='text'>little boy 3</title><content type='html'>Today I saw the little boy again and he was on his little bike. Tirell didn't go for his remedial lesson. I didn't know why. Tomorrow I'm going to Nazri's house to do our art project. We thought of doing a battle carrier in the sea but it was too troublesome to make a fighter jet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1997847440393731543?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1997847440393731543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-boy-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1997847440393731543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1997847440393731543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-boy-3.html' title='little boy 3'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5484129712696892120</id><published>2009-02-10T18:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T18:18:37.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..............................</title><content type='html'>Today was any other day.At MT, I borrowed an E-dictionary from Axel, when he &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;claimed&lt;/span&gt; it, he stepped on my water bottle(my bottle is a NIKE bottle)and it splattered water all over my table. Those who saw it said "orrrrrrrrrrr" then when my stupid lao shi saw he said"wah!ni wu nian ji hai tou niao?" or "wah! you P5 still piss on the floor?" I stuttered that it was Axel that stepped on my bottle but my words where drowned by their laughter. Only Melvin satyed by my side and told Axel to go away. That moment was when I knew who my real friends were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5484129712696892120?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5484129712696892120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5484129712696892120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5484129712696892120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post.html' title='..............................'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5884750681490641698</id><published>2009-02-09T18:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T18:51:20.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the playground'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After eating lunch, i went to the hall to play catching. At recess when we played in the group,most of them would chase me,but at the hall noone would chase me.Then we went to class for literacy plus.After class I thought I would have time to look for the little boy but mummy was already waiting for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5884750681490641698?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5884750681490641698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-eating-lunch-i-went-to-hall-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5884750681490641698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5884750681490641698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/after-eating-lunch-i-went-to-hall-to.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7766711494054421461</id><published>2009-02-05T18:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:56:03.916+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the playground'/><title type='text'>little boy 2</title><content type='html'>Today I saw the little boy again at the playground. He was accompanied by his maid and his pet dog,Muffin. He probably didn't recognise me cos' when I said hi he didn't reply. He only recognised Tirell cos' that was the fourth time Tirell saw him. When I saw him before I took the bus home I said to him"OK, gor gor need to go home now, OK? bye bye!" He replied "bye bye gor gor"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7766711494054421461?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7766711494054421461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7766711494054421461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7766711494054421461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/little-boy.html' title='little boy 2'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-3403830580094477285</id><published>2009-02-02T17:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T18:56:43.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the playground'/><title type='text'>little boy 1</title><content type='html'>Today was my first day of literacy plus. Didn't enjoy cos' the teacher wouldn't allow us to go to the toilet for one and a half hour. After class I went to the playground with Tirell. We saw a toddler there and even though he was a stranger, we played with him. Then Tirell's mother came, she offered me to use her handphone to call mummy. After that she offered me some cod fish sticks. I liked that little boy, his mum didn't seem to mind me playing with him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-3403830580094477285?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/3403830580094477285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3403830580094477285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/3403830580094477285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-another-day.html' title='little boy 1'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8372736903587448679</id><published>2009-01-28T16:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T17:20:47.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fights'/><title type='text'>another day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday celebrated CNY and played FIFA 09 on WII. Could'nt sleep cos' too much activity in brain. Today at chinese lesson XL teased me and said i liked someone. So at recess I teased him back. Then when I was talking to Xavier, he came from behind and pushed me. Our heads collided. It felt as if my skull cracked. When I came back to reality, Xavier, Clarence and I hit him in the stomach. I'm now playing Smiley Wars. My bruise still hurts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8372736903587448679?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8372736903587448679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8372736903587448679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8372736903587448679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/01/another-day.html' title='another day'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7964830753652857256</id><published>2009-01-05T15:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:05:11.360+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mood swings'/><title type='text'>going back to school</title><content type='html'>Today is the second day of school. I'm gaining confidence in finding friends. Although daddy and mummy keep telling me that at primary school you don't find friends that understand you truly. I've got a teacher who says she's been teaching for coming to 17 years and that she's taught a psycho child who uses the sharp edge of a pencil to poke other children's neck. Mrs Cheong is teaching 5/5 and I see her often. I'm playing my usual soccer with my previous class mates and having a little fun. Daddy says when I'm in secondary years I'll find a true friend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7964830753652857256?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7964830753652857256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-back-to-school.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7964830753652857256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7964830753652857256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2009/01/going-back-to-school.html' title='going back to school'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5015533457546025532</id><published>2008-12-20T16:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:15:06.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last night, I couldn't sleep. I didn't know why. So I sat up on my bed. Staring at open space. Thinking of what happens tomorrow and if soon I'll lose something precious. I'm not angry that I don't have friends at all. Cos' I never had one. And I didn't lose any friendship. I just play the DS or PSP. Don't think about it and it won't creep up and get me. If it doesn't get me I don't lose my confidence and hide in my bedroom and think that why don't I have friends. On the outside I try to be strong. I'd try to withstand what people say about me. But in the end, I'll break down and lose it all. Cos' they're so crude, they're words pierce through me. And that wound stays there. and just when I recover my confidence I'd get pierced again. And it goes on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5015533457546025532?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5015533457546025532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night-i-couldnt-sleep.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5015533457546025532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5015533457546025532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night-i-couldnt-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5468171148525484892</id><published>2008-11-22T16:27:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:19:14.448+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick'/><title type='text'>The world is unfair</title><content type='html'>Today is anything but a normal day. I'm throwing up by a slight stomach flu, everytime the vomit comes out, some stomach acid comes out with it. And it burns my tongue and skin in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;I miss going to school to learn. Mummy says that if I miss school then the third floor of my house is my school.But my other half does'nt want to go. It says that I don't have friends. Maybe thats true. They all have me as a secondary friend, when their buddy is gone they talk to me. When their buddy's back they leave me, shun me, and I'm left alone at my table. I busy myself by drawing or writing angry words on scrap paper. Then force a smile ask for permission to go to the toilet, and hurl the piece of paper into the rubbish bin and spit on it.&lt;br /&gt;I'd then wish I could punch the walls till my knuckles bled. When I'm at home I'd ask myself over and over again, why was I treated like that. What had I done wrong that made them dislike me? Then my devil self would say"yea man,you don't deserve to be treated like this you know, you can show then that you don't need them! you can live in a world of your own you know!"but I'd of course shun him. I could'nt listen to anyone at all, let alone some side of me. Maybe the world was meant to be like this. Maybe, just maybe, everyone is as selfish as them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5468171148525484892?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5468171148525484892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/world-is-unfair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5468171148525484892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5468171148525484892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/world-is-unfair.html' title='The world is unfair'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5709741473128454897</id><published>2008-11-07T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T16:53:33.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>The day before yesterday: I felt something blocking my throat. I rushed through wearing my uniform and went to drink my water. It quickly cleared and I sighed. Yesterday: My nose is blocked from mucus. I'm going to see a doctor to check me. Doctor says I need to go to KKH on 12 November. Today: Sian, why must I go to school if I'm sick? Went to E!HUB @ Downtown East and ate Nasi Lemak for lunch. Thoroughly showered, cleaning off dirt from school playing soccer. Mummy says I have a cold and sore throat. Now blogging and gonna play Rewujie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5709741473128454897?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5709741473128454897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5709741473128454897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5709741473128454897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6535030559427724115</id><published>2008-11-01T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T16:41:06.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>YAHOO!!!!! I'm going crazy!!!!!!the exams are finally over and i can play till I drop!!!WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, to celebrate, we went to Tampines Mall to eat lunch. As i was the only one who wanted to eat MOS burger, I had to be alone queuing up. When next line was ready for the next customer, the cashier asked 2 ladies to go there. A Malay man(actually he was quite tall so maybe he is an American)told the cashier off for asking the 2 ladies to go there instead of me. "He's been waiting so long, you should call him instead...."At first I thought the cashier ignored but after a few times she asked me to come. In case that man is reading my blog now, I would like to thank him for helping me.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the last HAN language lesson. Lao Shi read a passage which was touching:&lt;br /&gt;One father had came back from work. His son came to him and asked him how much he earned in an hour and if it was $20. As the father was angry with his boss, he asked angrily why he needed to ask and that it was $20. The son calmly replied that he needed $10. The father said that he worked very hard and that he knew that the son wanted to buy some more toys to play with. The son was sad and went to his room.(maybe I'm being a bit wordy)The father later thought that he was being too fierce with his son, so he went to his son's room and gave him the $10 dollars. The son, from under his pillow, took out another $10. The father got angry again and asked why he needed the money when he already had it.(And.......the touching part!!!)the son said that he now had $20 dollars and he wanted to buy one hour of his father's work time so that they could eat dinner together. The father stood there, dumbfounded.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6535030559427724115?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6535030559427724115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-are-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6535030559427724115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6535030559427724115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/11/exams-are-over.html' title='EXAMS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4268229188532221495</id><published>2008-10-11T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:11:16.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>good bye Theodore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SPCtlA7NUFI/AAAAAAAAADE/mbNYkDk9yfY/s1600-h/Image009(3).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255891616556470354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SPCtlA7NUFI/AAAAAAAAADE/mbNYkDk9yfY/s200/Image009(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was well and running around in the morning. Then when the sun came out, his life faded into total darkness in his sleep. When I was feeding the group, and when I saw him, I started shouting his name. I did not believe he was dead. Fighting the truth, I broke down in tears. I finally decided to face the truth, he was dead.We placed him in a box carved in a (sort of) coffin shape and I cut some flowers for him to smell better in heaven. Tonight mummy will bury him near sungei api api.Daddy also will be flying off to Barcelano, Spain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4268229188532221495?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4268229188532221495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bye-theodore.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4268229188532221495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4268229188532221495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-bye-theodore.html' title='good bye Theodore'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SPCtlA7NUFI/AAAAAAAAADE/mbNYkDk9yfY/s72-c/Image009(3).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-100125302776486854</id><published>2008-10-06T17:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T18:18:05.150+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>Ghost or technical problem</title><content type='html'>Today was a normal day. We went to school and did work which was handed out. At recess I rushed to eat my food and then went to go and play.Then after that we went back to class and did corrections for mock papers. Then I went to the toilet and the tap was running on its own.I usually saw it often but it kept running and running and running on and on.I was spooked out of my wits.But when I entered,the sensor detected me and the lights went on.As soon as the lights went on, the tap switched off.Maybe it was just my imagination.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-100125302776486854?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/100125302776486854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/10/ghost-or-technical-problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/100125302776486854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/100125302776486854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/10/ghost-or-technical-problem.html' title='Ghost or technical problem'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7095250971075980257</id><published>2008-09-20T18:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T20:57:58.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNeV2KHWEFI/AAAAAAAAACs/tLZEed9rZbY/s1600-h/Image011(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248828648384237650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNeV2KHWEFI/AAAAAAAAACs/tLZEed9rZbY/s200/Image011(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yesterday, when I was back from school, mummy said:"I think we should bring Theodore to the vet, his back is always wet when we play with him""OK"I replied(remember Theodore?). &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNTUOkmO2ZI/AAAAAAAAACc/ILLtdUqBX5Q/s1600-h/Image011(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;When we went to fetch gege, we put him in Snowy's cage and went of. After that, we went to Pet Safari of East Point(somewhere near Hui Qing Ge Ge's school). There,the Doctor inspected him for awhile and told us he could have infection and something was taking away the nutrients in the food he ate, causing him to stop gaining weight and lose it. Doc gave him and injection(with a seriously sharp end). Now we have to inject Theodore ourselves every 4 something.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNeWKP09HiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/b65FGQ3idzc/s1600-h/lotus+upgraded+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248828993515101730" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 273px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px" height="158" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNeWKP09HiI/AAAAAAAAAC0/b65FGQ3idzc/s200/lotus+upgraded+2.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then when we went down to the carpark, we saw a Lotus Upgraded(ps. I used Ge Ge's modified picture cos' I'm too lazy to modify mine heehee......). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7095250971075980257?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7095250971075980257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/09/infection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7095250971075980257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7095250971075980257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/09/infection.html' title='Infection'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SNeV2KHWEFI/AAAAAAAAACs/tLZEed9rZbY/s72-c/Image011(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8120974714877310272</id><published>2008-09-12T10:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T10:59:02.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school goin&apos; home'/><title type='text'>on 403 bus going home.</title><content type='html'>When i was going home yesterday, I took bus 403 as usual. When I queued up and behind me was a little girl. With bronze hair and  blue eyes, she looked and smiled at me. I guess she was about nic nics age. So being kind, I smiled back. When we got into the bus, I sat behind them then i heard the maid say" oh no, we forgot the bag". And she said "oh no. But if we tell the truth mummy is not going to scold us". The maid said "mummy is going to scold us""oh no,what am i going to tell my mamma mia??"(LOL!!!!). When we were getting nearer to riverina, she turned around and asked"whats your name?"I replied"Matthew""my name's Alice"she said. When I got of, I said "bye alice"and her reply was simply"bye!!".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8120974714877310272?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8120974714877310272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-403-bus-going-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8120974714877310272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8120974714877310272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-403-bus-going-home.html' title='on 403 bus going home.'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5646826245176003993</id><published>2008-07-08T18:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:04:08.255+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>Are you gay??</title><content type='html'>Today, I saw Ernest and Harsh holding hands and skipping around happily as if they were married. Then later, Haikal joined in too. I asked Harsh whether he was a boy or a girl, he didn't reply.&lt;br /&gt;  At floor ball, the first half of the lesson was without coach, then when he came, we showed him what we did before. When I did what I was supposed to do, he commented I did it quite well.&lt;br /&gt;  Tommorow I'm gonna make a "Roti-pizza".  We don't have the base so we used the roti prata in the freezer as it. And to Ethan and Kyle, I wish them healthy growing up! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5646826245176003993?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5646826245176003993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-gay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5646826245176003993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5646826245176003993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/07/are-you-gay.html' title='Are you gay??'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2571575265889376648</id><published>2008-07-02T17:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T17:06:31.652+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home kid'/><title type='text'>SO CUTE!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SGtI50gReAI/AAAAAAAAABI/NSmQug9-Zlo/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218344751422601218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SGtI50gReAI/AAAAAAAAABI/NSmQug9-Zlo/s320/Image005.jpg" width="319" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is brownie's baby and it is just 3 days old! Mummy found a small 'thing' near the food bowl. We hurriedly got the others out into the old cage. Brownie has been a good mum and had even bitten a small part of the old towel for  privacy for making a nest/bed for the baby. I hope the baby will grow and become as healthy as it's mum. :)&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/6753548740377502982-2571575265889376648?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2571575265889376648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-cute.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2571575265889376648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/2571575265889376648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-cute.html' title='SO CUTE!!!!'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_oAfR9gsdkOE/SGtI50gReAI/AAAAAAAAABI/NSmQug9-Zlo/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6543885715614174489</id><published>2008-06-19T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:49:58.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YAHOO!!!!!!!!!! We are gonna watch Kung Fu Panda!!!</title><content type='html'>Yay!!! Today Pa Pa NG is gonna bring us to&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;watch Kung Fu Panda!!!!YAY!!!!!!! But nic nic isn't coming along cos' he needs to go to school. Ge ge is coming as his school ends before we go to the cinema. I've always thought we'd go to watch a movie only once in a blue moon as prices for tickets are very expensive. $10+ per person!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6543885715614174489?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6543885715614174489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/yahoo-we-are-gonna-watch-kung-fu-panda.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6543885715614174489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6543885715614174489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/yahoo-we-are-gonna-watch-kung-fu-panda.html' title='YAHOO!!!!!!!!!! We are gonna watch Kung Fu Panda!!!'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-1425533535788884339</id><published>2008-06-16T11:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:51:07.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>1 night awake</title><content type='html'>On Saturday, me and my cousins celebrated  an early father's day. I drank 1 and a half can of coke. When it was time for bed, I tried sleeping but couldn't so that whole night I stayed awake. I waited till 5 am in the morning and nic nic woke up. I told him that we would go down and stay there. When we were downstairs, we played with the hamsters and then went to play. I decided to wake auntie up because she usually woke up at 5. Wrong!!! She asked us to go back to sleep and we did. There I dozed off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-1425533535788884339?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/1425533535788884339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-night-awake.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1425533535788884339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/1425533535788884339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-night-awake.html' title='1 night awake'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4491932917148681944</id><published>2008-06-10T12:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:02:16.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>rib eye steak for 2 nights.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday we had home-made steak. It was Delicious and taste good. We had it the day before yesterday for nic nic's bonding. Daddy sugested having it again as my uncles and aunties were coming over.&lt;br /&gt;I got to try carrying my cousin, Ethan, for a second try. He sat still and not like when we went to the church to praise him. His cheeks are chubby and his head is round with a little hair. Abby also wanted to play Spongebob Monopoly. After setting everything up, she said she did'nt want to play anymore. I told her if she did'nt want to play then she should keep up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4491932917148681944?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4491932917148681944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/rib-eye-steak-for-2-nights.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4491932917148681944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4491932917148681944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/rib-eye-steak-for-2-nights.html' title='rib eye steak for 2 nights.'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-8397666635568980090</id><published>2008-06-06T18:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T18:25:17.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home kid'/><title type='text'>&lt;&lt; No Title &gt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;  I'm so depressed. grandpa coughs so badly and I have to resist. Mummy is starting to give him information and I just act normal.                                                                                                         Sad thing is yesterday night we forgot to off the tv and got banned from playing ps2 for 1 week. My dumb brothers quarelled and said it was one anothers fault. I'm typing now at 6:19pm and nic nic and ge ge just wasted my mp4s battery when I waited one WHOLE day for it to charge!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;   I also played with my hamsters just now. Theodore tried to bite but I pulled my hand away just in time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8397666635568980090?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8397666635568980090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8397666635568980090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/8397666635568980090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt; No Title &gt;&gt;'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5185052316673436715</id><published>2008-05-28T13:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T14:20:55.427+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>grandfather.......2</title><content type='html'>Before I was on the computer, I notice grandfather's feet had one side perfectly normal and the other had skin peeling off. a few days ago, mummy went to see a medical social worker. He said that we should slowly feed grandfather with information and then let him find out what he has. My cousin, Seth, is trying to help by selling his scooter and it's even published in The New Paper. I feel useless not able to help but I'm one of his grandchildren and not his child. I hope when he finds out and takes medication, he'll be able to do things normally. His coughing also makes us hurt deep down inside.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5185052316673436715?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5185052316673436715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/grandfather2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5185052316673436715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5185052316673436715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/grandfather2.html' title='grandfather.......2'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7310595847874182043</id><published>2008-05-20T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T17:11:57.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grandfather.......</title><content type='html'>One night when we were playing with our toys,mummy told us not to tell nic nic about this: our granfather had cancerous cells in him. He was the only grandfather I ever saw and I was losing him already. I cried apon hearing that. Daddy's father had gone when he was only 10 years old. Even if I beg god to let him live longer, he would'nt. Nature has it's ways of living. Now I regret treating him like a stranger when I was younger. We all try not to cry in front of him as we try not to break the news to him now. Then a few days later, ge ge told me that grandfather terminal cancer. I cried. Will we all see him happy after telling him and getting him through the treatment? Or will we all miss him? If I don't have enough time to say this I'll say it now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;           I LOVE YOU GRANDFATHER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;GET WELL SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7310595847874182043?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7310595847874182043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/grandfather.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7310595847874182043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7310595847874182043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/grandfather.html' title='grandfather.......'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4837245920183096718</id><published>2008-05-03T17:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T11:55:26.940+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home kid'/><title type='text'>Goodbye,forever,my dear friend.....</title><content type='html'>I woke up today lazing in bed, I changed up into my usual clothes and went down. After ge ge went of to his tuition, I went to play with my hamsters. First, to check if they were healthy, I blew at them. Theodore instantly got up and went to dig at the wood shavings. Simon was a different story, he lay on the ground of their toilet, stiff and not moving. I picked him up, then the thought of death went to my head. Nic Nic cried and I responded too. "Don't leave me Simon!!!!!!! If you want to go, go after my exams!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! PLEASE!!!!! DON'T LEAVE ME!!!!!!" after sobbing and snapping to ourselves. we placed him in a shoebox. After my tuition, I came back and composed a song for him:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wherever you go, I will follow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wherever you are, I will remember.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Whatever you say, I will listen,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;till nightfall you depart and leave forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When sun comes out,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and announces a new day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you leave us to the netherworld,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and leaving us in dismay.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now when I remember,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tears trickle down my face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;making me a fool,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a fool of disgrace.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you leave with peace&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my friend,I will be fine without you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that you are gone,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;our friendship line is torn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;May you find my grandparents,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and leave with a happy life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the netherworld you will &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;find them,along with your dear brother.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now that this is ending,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all I want to hear from you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the last thing I want to hear from you &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;is your beautiful &lt;strong&gt;squeak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The last thing I want to say to him is the simple word &lt;strong&gt;goodbye.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4837245920183096718?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4837245920183096718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbyeforevermy-dear-friend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4837245920183096718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/4837245920183096718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/05/goodbyeforevermy-dear-friend.html' title='Goodbye,forever,my dear friend.....'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7109190156491342482</id><published>2008-04-24T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T11:39:52.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>stress!!!!My little BAD brother</title><content type='html'>Today, when I returned home, I did my usual routine of showering and went up stairs to revise my work as tomorrow is my &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;zuo wen. &lt;/em&gt;I then did what mummy wanted until she went to daddy's study room to talk to gege about.............&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Then, nic nic did the thing Nobody in the family would EVER EVER do. He typed F*** (uncensored)on mummy's MSN chat with one of her friends. Mummy scolded him and made him write the sentence 'I will never use vulgarity again' for fifty times. However, he only wrote six times of it in the book and he also drew a smiley face on the front cover at the 'Name' place. Hope he will learn his lesson not to use vulgarities again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7109190156491342482?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7109190156491342482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/stressmy-little-bad-brother.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7109190156491342482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7109190156491342482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/stressmy-little-bad-brother.html' title='stress!!!!My little BAD brother'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-7073040988495095183</id><published>2008-04-18T17:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T17:14:00.229+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>CATERPILLAR 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Today,Axel and I  caught 2 caterpillars in a container Axel brought from home.we fed it lots and lots of leaves before storing them in my pitch black(when door is closed)locker with rock hunting and insect hunting equipment.Then Ms Tan brought us to the computer lab cos the other  class' have oral.I played restauraunt empire for the first half an hour,and zoo empire for the other.Monday is gonna be great!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-7073040988495095183?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/7073040988495095183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/caterpillar-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7073040988495095183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/7073040988495095183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/caterpillar-2.html' title='CATERPILLAR 2'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6578684238432668671</id><published>2008-04-17T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:10:08.855+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>CATERPILLAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Axel and I now catch bugs on days that rained before recess and get our shoes all muddy and filthy.Anyway,Axel caught a caterpillar and we gave it lots of leaves before the weekend last week.Instead of getting a half decomposed caterpillar,it got bigger!But the sad part is that we left it at the pond in school and it got&lt;strong&gt; fried&lt;/strong&gt;.And when I mean&lt;strong&gt; fried&lt;/strong&gt;,I mean &lt;strong&gt;fried.&lt;/strong&gt;Well,I won't be so mean,ok?Lets just say it turned black colour.Up till now,we hav'nt found a replacement&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6578684238432668671?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6578684238432668671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/caterpillar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6578684238432668671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/6578684238432668671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/caterpillar.html' title='CATERPILLAR'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-5660540195865583509</id><published>2008-04-14T18:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:12:44.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>I am stressed out!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>The exam s for SA1 are coming and I still am not so good at my chinese. so mummy said we had to do a comprehension every day till exams are over. I am nervous because my oral and chinese oral is this very week!!!!!! arrrrgh!!!!!!!!!!!!!I just read chinese books out loud to mummy just now before I wrote this.And next week(i think)will be my exams already!!!!!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-5660540195865583509?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/5660540195865583509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-stressed-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5660540195865583509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/5660540195865583509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-am-stressed-out.html' title='I am stressed out!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-2342559826269050125</id><published>2008-03-28T16:48:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:13:28.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>I hate axel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today,after music lessen,Xavier,my classmate,while picking his bag up,he saw a small cute baby lizard.Then that idiot Zacheryused his young scientist book and attempted to smack it.I stopped him by punching him in the stomach lightly.He shouted at me and ran away because it was the end of school.Coward,Hahahahahhahahahahaha.But then that axel walked over and stomped on it.Then stomped on his foot.Served him right.Then i looked closer at the poor reptile.It had a scratch on itss forehead and its hand.It was twitching a little and then.It left to the netherworld.Me being an emotional baby(as what my mum wrote in "RIP")wept a little and then bit my lip to prevent crying out loud.I'll never give him another gift again(until i forgive him of course).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2342559826269050125?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2342559826269050125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-6026245317853266906</id><published>2008-03-25T19:17:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T16:17:34.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>Axel had an operation.I found a crystal and i did'nt get into junior school team!</title><content type='html'>Axel had a hole in his stomach tissue and had gone for an operation.He'll be coming back tomorrow.Mrs Cheong assigned Clarence and me to help him up the stairs and carry his bag.&lt;br /&gt;And the best thing about it is that we don't need to sing the national anthem!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(not that I hate singapore)&lt;br /&gt;But we had to keep very quiet and not jump around the classroom.I'm happy that Axel's back so we can go rock hunting again.&lt;br /&gt;And i forgot to mention,today while practising floor ball at the hall,I found a crystal on the floor.I showed Josh(my other friend)and he said"wow cool,invisible man!"and i said"of course la!Its a crystal,what do you expect?green colour?blue colour?red colour????"when Axel is back I'm gonna give it to him as a welcome back surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about floor ball,I didn't get into school team.AAAAARRRRGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I HATE IT!HATE IT!!Maybe Ill get in next year.when i'm P5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-6026245317853266906?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/6026245317853266906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/03/axel-had-operationi-found-crystal-and-i.html#comment-form' title='0 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school kid'/><title type='text'>CA1 IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!rock hunting with my best pal</title><content type='html'>YAHOO!!!!!CA1 is over!!!!!yippee I'm happy!(and if you don't know whats CA its continual assessment, a ten percent exam)and i can listen to my MP3!After studying English,then Maths then Mother Tongue and last Science.Me and my friend Axel,were jumping for joy at recess time we bought our food and gobbled them up.As usual we went rock hunting.When i found a n interesting rock i took it,placed them in water in my empty green tea bottle and kept looking.When recess was over,we compared them with our rival team.We often stole rocks from each other and lied that we were in a different place at that time.The rivals expert was named Clarence.We have our own "territory" which we only find rocks in our own territory.Their area is quite boring cos' they can only find chalk there,or maybe white rocks?????I wish they would stay at their own area and not keep stealing our rocks............................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-848486279447801431?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/848486279447801431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/02/ca1-is-overrock-hunting-with-my-best.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/848486279447801431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/848486279447801431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/02/ca1-is-overrock-hunting-with-my-best.html' title='CA1 IS OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!rock hunting with my best pal'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-373497934782507707</id><published>2008-02-18T18:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:14:56.758+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home kid'/><title type='text'>3 drawf hamsters on the internet for free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday,mummy was logged on on M4M as ussual and suddenly she saw a topic on 3 baby drawf hamsters for free.Then,we SMS daddy whether we could have them and he said yes!gege and I jumped up and down shouting YIPEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Then we drew a chart on who is responsible for bathing and feeding them for each meal time.I also went to dig out the hamster book mummy bought a long time ago when I liked animals.I can't wait for them to come!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-373497934782507707?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/373497934782507707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-drawf-hamsters-on-internet-for-free.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/373497934782507707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6753548740377502982/posts/default/373497934782507707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/02/3-drawf-hamsters-on-internet-for-free.html' title='3 drawf hamsters on the internet for free!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>just me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14536661023056844267</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6753548740377502982.post-4905880526607266596</id><published>2008-02-17T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T18:17:57.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home kid'/><title type='text'>my terrapin</title><content type='html'>On tuesday,at midnight,my terrapin,shadow,left me and my family.He was not afraid to see us humans unlike other terrapins.when i was bored, i usually played with him in the pond.Until he fell ill.......His shell had softened and he couldent swin well,when mummy was feeding him with my family's other two terrapins,Griffindor and Sonic,she said shadow could'nt swim very well.Mummy bought a piece of calcium in the shape of a terrapin and placed it in the water.The night before his death,mummy told me that Griffindor and Sonic had swam to him and placed their front legs on his shell,as if giving him courage and saying"come on Shadow you can fight the desease".While I was in our car,my mummy said"I think Shadows gone".When we arived at our house,I ran to the pond,and there he was,motionless.I took out one of my boxes and placed him in the box.Gege(elder brother)went to pick flowers for him.I wrote on the cover,"RIP SHADOW"&lt;br /&gt;and mummy took two pictures of him.Then when nic nic(nicholas,my little brother)came home,&lt;br /&gt;we walked out to sungai api api(may be wrong spelling)and buried him.Then we said some prayers and went back home.Gege did'nt even care about him.But i dont care for gege.Hes like so nerdy and only cares about our LCD T.V.,Computer, PS2 and GameBoy.A few days later,I told him he did'nt care for him.Then we arguid,"you know why i laugh at you?because you cry so funny!HAHAHA!"Then i could'nt control myself,"SHUT UP nerd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"He fell silent,pulled his blanket over him and then slept.Uptil now i still cry about Shadow...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-4905880526607266596?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/4905880526607266596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>School life</title><content type='html'>Hi!&lt;br /&gt;I just had my password changed(again for the fourth time.I had forgotten to bring my&lt;br /&gt;teachers production work and had a lecture from my teacher.She made me stand infront of class&lt;br /&gt;until we had to go for assembly.That was 30 minutes!Without water too!Sigh.......&lt;br /&gt;School life is tough but everyone goes trough it when they are 7-12 years old,then another&lt;br /&gt;4 years in secondery school.aww man.anyway i need to go to eat my dinner now so BYE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-2529428767338268980?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/2529428767338268980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello!&lt;br /&gt;todays saturday and im happy that its the weekends.Tomorrow im going to have my&lt;br /&gt;taekwondo gradings for my blue belt and my younger brother is having it for his&lt;br /&gt;yellow belt.my terapins getting quite fat.its so picky it only takes the green coloured&lt;br /&gt;pet food.Why does it like it's greens???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6753548740377502982-8868047921357255441?l=zx290z.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/feeds/8868047921357255441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://zx290z.blogspot.com/2008/01/hello-todays-saturday-and-im-happy-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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