<?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-3605099840791947140</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:47:17.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Worry. Be Happy.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-97687361614001656</id><published>2008-11-08T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T11:56:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too caught in the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes when im too caught up in the moment. I tend to forget about everything around me.  Sometimes my emotions just take over and i lose myself. Yearning for the. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life is a waste of time. Time is a waste of life. Why not waste our life and have a time of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-97687361614001656?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/97687361614001656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=97687361614001656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/97687361614001656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/97687361614001656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/11/too-caught-in-moment.html' title='Too caught in the moment.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-202659696204977501</id><published>2008-10-24T01:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T01:32:58.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-iLt1U7A2-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-iLt1U7A2-s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-202659696204977501?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/202659696204977501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=202659696204977501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/202659696204977501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/202659696204977501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-6484619505802502657</id><published>2008-08-17T00:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:52:32.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Prelims is like in less than a months time and i need to get a new hairstyle. My current one is a little too long to go undetected. Been contemplating how short i should cut it. But since there is prelims. Why not go all the way? hahaha. Bald?! Nahh. At least short enough to get me by for about a month. School is boring and homework is piling. No matter how much i do, it keeps on coming. It's so mundane. Its really getting to me. Congrats to Singapore btw, cfm silver for table tennis.  Just a little post to fill my blog, it's been a little empty lately. haHa. Till the next time. Ciaoz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-6484619505802502657?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6484619505802502657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=6484619505802502657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6484619505802502657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6484619505802502657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/08/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2875037539034721176</id><published>2008-07-20T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T13:48:24.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a little music video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="269"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/2Fx3lV8H8V/pv=2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/2Fx3lV8H8V/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="269" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/koopmusic/video/u0hLgwhx/koop_koop_island_blues_music_video/"&gt;Koop Island Blues - Koop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2875037539034721176?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2875037539034721176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2875037539034721176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2875037539034721176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2875037539034721176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/07/heres-little-music-video.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5448217113600731944</id><published>2008-07-16T16:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:22.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/SH2ztdxjkWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_KjncT5upLM/s1600-h/society.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/SH2ztdxjkWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_KjncT5upLM/s320/society.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223528736487608674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that hard? Does it take that much? Has the fight to be the best and to survive made us forget the true meaning of life? Or is this all to life? I don't know. The more I age, the more complex things get. Society isn't going to wait for you no. Time isn't going to wait for you no. School isn't going to wait for you no. In this time and age, only the best survives. And to be the best, are we to put aside our dreams? Maybe till the day when you earn enough money to house yourself and feed your hunger. Which would probably take a lifetime. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The norm for teenagers alike is to study hard. Good grades. Good job. Lotsa money. Marriage. Kids. Death. Do we do all this for the sake of our parents and society? Or do we do this because we want to? I don't know. Maybe due to the fear of poverty and the addiction to money. Maybe the satisfaction of earning lotsa money. I dont know.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Until the day i fully understand the real meaning for life, I'd just make myself useful and do my best not to disappoint the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Give time time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let it go. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let her breathe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It will be fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5448217113600731944?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5448217113600731944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5448217113600731944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5448217113600731944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5448217113600731944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/07/back-again.html' title='Back again.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/SH2ztdxjkWI/AAAAAAAAAH8/_KjncT5upLM/s72-c/society.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8072856900939290497</id><published>2008-06-11T01:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T01:36:02.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;First movie after so many months. Watched Definitely,maybe. One of the best love movie I've ever seen. Well maybe it reflects my love life. Or perhaps because the lead actresses are just dang hawt~ Specially April and Emily. If i were to pick one. I'd pick April. She is like this funny little petite girl who hasn't really got a clue of what she wants to do in life. And of cause, is a music fanatic and loves to travel. What more do you want~ lol. Weird how when feelings come, the person just goes. Maybe it's true. That you can pick who you love. Love will pick them for you. Okay nvm i'm just talking crap now. Moral of the story. WATCH THE MOVIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. Visit &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;www.pauseandbuy.blogspot.com &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;and check out the tees and shoes and bags. They are as cheap as ever and its a mistake not to check it out. Thats about it for now. Gtg. Ciaoz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8072856900939290497?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8072856900939290497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8072856900939290497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8072856900939290497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8072856900939290497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/06/just-about.html' title='just about.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4791408567679650360</id><published>2008-05-27T01:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:58:50.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back ones again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's been a while since i've blog so here i go. Short one though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;First of all i've gotta wish DJ and PengHong and Russell happy 18, 16 and 18 birthday respectively lol. It's time to grow up and have a little fun with life ehh? lolz~ Unfortunately, that's not the case for us 18 teens. More time is spent on mugging. Why? simply for a certificate that will last us a lifetime. Is it really that worth the while? Well principal ones said. Why not invest 6 months of your life studying for 60 years of good pay? Lol, i guess there is a point to it. If not, why do you think I'm still awake right now?! Thats cause I'm investing my time on studies. HaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Speaking of studies, i think id better hit the books right now or ill not be able to finish by tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. Hope you guys enjoy the Judo Camp regardless of the time constrain. Oh and. Welcome to Hawaiii~~ Haha Ciao ppl~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4791408567679650360?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4791408567679650360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4791408567679650360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4791408567679650360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4791408567679650360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/05/back-ones-again.html' title='Back ones again.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8433518632853700329</id><published>2008-04-25T01:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:28:16.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I see. It's me. Not we. Not he. Not she. But me. All the mistakes. All the heartaches. Not he. Not she. But me. Lost a part of me. I cannot live without. Not she. But me. What has become d of me? Was i blinded by fantasy?  Or maybe im just ignorant. Dammit. Time for a change.&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Song of the day: First love by the Maccabees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8433518632853700329?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8433518632853700329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8433518632853700329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8433518632853700329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8433518632853700329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7948444320568204888</id><published>2008-04-15T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:48:39.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song of the day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James blunt: Give me some love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Me and my guitar play my way. It makes them frown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; But little pieces by the highway bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Mine is not a heart of stone, I am only skin and bone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And those little pieces are little pieces of my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Why don't you give me some love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I've taken ship-load of drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'm so tired of never fixing the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Valium said to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'll take you seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And we'll come back as someone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Who's better than yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Many faces at the doorway all hang round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Watch me fighting in the hallway but make no sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; So I'm standing all alone, and I'm only skin and bone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; So many faces but they all look out for their own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Why don't you give me some love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I've taken ship-load of drugs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'm so tired of never fixing the pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Valium said to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I'll take you seriously,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And we'll come back as someone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Who's better than yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And some day soon they'll drop the bomb and let it all out. Someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; I know that someday soon we'll all be gone so let it all out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Let it all out today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; And give me some love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Yeah, give me some love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt; Come on, give me some love today.&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/3605099840791947140-7948444320568204888?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7948444320568204888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7948444320568204888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7948444320568204888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7948444320568204888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/04/little-song.html' title='A little song.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7291059690367158984</id><published>2008-04-12T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T00:21:33.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hah.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bring me to where i want to be. Bring me to where i should be. Bring me to where I'm needed. Take me back and shelter me from the storm. Keep me warm. Keep me saint. Keep me from the paint, that has stained, my ones fulfilling life. The end seems near for the peace I've enjoyed ever since. The truth, I can't take. The reality, I won't face. The lies that I've conjured from all my memories. That's what i live for, anticipating, expecting, waiting, for the very moment, when you bring me to where i want to be. When you bring me to where i should be. When you bring me to where I'm needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Contender Asia rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and happy birthday to Nadiah and Leonard!&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired, time to go. That's all for now i guess. Ciaoz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7291059690367158984?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7291059690367158984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7291059690367158984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7291059690367158984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7291059690367158984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/04/hah.html' title='Hah.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4320039931444946694</id><published>2008-03-30T22:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:22.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R--mmr0J6OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9ZE-sL-x02k/s1600-h/flower01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R--mmr0J6OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9ZE-sL-x02k/s320/flower01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183544879653447906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hey all, I'm back! It's been a while since anything was added to this blog, guess it's time for me to update. Quick one though, feeling lazy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Block test ended on Wednesday, most certainly getting back my results by next week. Doubt i'll do good this time, but pray hard! Haven't really been doing much this weekend besides participating in the Sports Carnival yesterday. The organization was kinda screwed up, attendance were not taken and people left whenever they wanted to. Oh wait, it was a carnival so i guess it was not compulsory? hah. But i attended it anyway, since i only live like a few minutes walk away. BAD BAD BAD karma this week. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;(Those who stole my things, shame on you. It's not the cost that matters, it's the actions you made. It shows how desperate you are to get what you want, going down to such low methods of obtaining stuff you don't already have. You'll learn your lesson one day.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, 0715 won in both the Rugby matches. Unfortunately, we didn't win the Frisbee match, what a bummer, we were on a role! Went off after our matches and headed home with me friends. Had KFC for lunch. It was their first time at my house and their reaction was hilarious! I guess i can call myself fortunate, but i don't take things for granted. I still work for what i want. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;(Unlike them low life thieves!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially i wanted to head down to Zouk flea and easy today to do a little shopping and also help my sister out, but no one had the time to accompany me. Besides, i was a lazy Sunday for me. Took a little time out to create a new group on friendster and before you know it, i was snooping around looking at other peoples profiles. KPO! What the hey. haHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently addicted to judo, just can't wait to get back on the mat. Dam competition, didn't bring back any medals this year ( For A div. Boys) I guess it was my off day, went on the mat feeling tired. Grabbed the person's GI and i just stoned, lol, i was in a daze. Thinking about the quarrel i had with my girlfriend? nahh. Most probably thinking about sleep. And im single! FYI! haha. At times it can be lonely, but you'll get use to it. Comes when it comes, goes when it goes. Comes when you don't need it. Goes when you need it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R--lYr0J6NI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lKXMEtSCxbc/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R--lYr0J6NI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lKXMEtSCxbc/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5183543539623651538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;My second family.  (And yeah i did say picture.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;That's about it for now. Ciao people~&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since someone made my head turn. Congrats. You just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4320039931444946694?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4320039931444946694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4320039931444946694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4320039931444946694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4320039931444946694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/its-been-while-1.html' title='It&apos;s been a while 1'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R--mmr0J6OI/AAAAAAAAAH0/9ZE-sL-x02k/s72-c/flower01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1899927079107301937</id><published>2008-03-12T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T20:26:19.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1899927079107301937?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1899927079107301937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1899927079107301937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1899927079107301937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1899927079107301937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5140799391355470683</id><published>2008-02-13T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T20:33:33.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;HELL-O!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Dang it's been a while since I've blogged. Well here goes a short and sweet post. Don't really have the time to write a long one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;First things first, Happy Chinese New Year to all! It was a rather stale Lunar New Year for me. ( A part from the awesome day i had on Sunday. More on that later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Collected quite a fair amount of red packet i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;How much you might ask? Confidential. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;The first few days  was as usual, went over to granny place on the eve and on the day itself for celebration. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Finally got to see and play with all my little cousins! They are so adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A part from celebrating with my family, Russell Nadine Claris and I went house visiting on Sunday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;It was really fun, especially the last stop, which was at my place. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Went over to Russell's house, than claris's than Nadine's and finally my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Finally got an excuse to dig out my scooter and skates from the storeroom so we could ride em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;We wheeled around on the scooter and skates outside my place before ending the day with with some sparkles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Had a great time yoll! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Back to reality on Monday and i was utterly sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Had Chemistry test on Tuesday but i didn't perform well for it because i had a bad stomach ache and i went to the toilet in the midst of the test. Couldn't finish it on time. Dammit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Besides that, I failed my other Chemistry test because i didn't label my diagram. Haiz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I guess shit happens ehh. Too bad it happened to me. Fcuk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Competition on Sunday for Judo, hopefully I've got the strength to fight, been really sick lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;That's all for now. Pictures~~ hmm, I'll upload them ones i have it. That's all for now. Back to my mundane life. Chow people! &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/3605099840791947140-5140799391355470683?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5140799391355470683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5140799391355470683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5140799391355470683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5140799391355470683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-been-while.html' title='It&apos;s been a while.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2937060309858741991</id><published>2008-02-02T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T23:03:04.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a little sneak preview of my mundane life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woke up at 7.30 this morning because i had to go to school for a GC (Graphic Calculator) Workshop. Apparently they have allowed several functions to be used in our A level maths paper and we  have to  sit through 2 hours  of workshop to learn them. What a bummer, but i guess it's worth it, since its beneficial, it makes things easy! Went straight home after that as the plan was to sleep for an hour before my tuition at 1. Too bad i spend the time lazing infront of the computer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuition as usual, went through math and economics. Had lunch after that and off i went to complete my overdue d homework. Initially i wanted to go out to get some clothes and shoes for the upcoming Chinese New Year celebration. Unfortunately, no one could accompany me. Besides, a part of me wanted to stay home so that i could be closer to my books. ( Is that a symptom of being a nerd?  Oh well.)  Watched a little tv, saw this really cool guitarist on youtube, tried to play the guitar the way he did, it was unsuccessful.  Lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I guess that's about it for now. Nothing else to report except, I'm in love with a friend. A friend in deed. And her name is........Nahh, just kidding. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm really bored now. So yeah, entertain me little monkeys!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's all for now. Chow people~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S Cows are Coooooll~~&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/3605099840791947140-2937060309858741991?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2937060309858741991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2937060309858741991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2937060309858741991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2937060309858741991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/02/saturday.html' title='Saturday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7708958672957776495</id><published>2008-02-01T18:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-01T18:47:54.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;A change of song for my blog. Take your time and listen to it. Trust me, you will like it. Best piece i've heard so far.&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/3605099840791947140-7708958672957776495?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7708958672957776495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7708958672957776495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7708958672957776495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7708958672957776495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/02/change-of-song-for-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3518422845599105989</id><published>2008-01-29T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:22.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Oh yeah! Finally got the pictures i took on my birthday. There are plenty of awesome pictures thanks to the camerawomen, Nadine. Haha! Some pictures are rather vulgar, so i shall not upload them. =X. More about today first, nothing much happened. Had school as usual till 4.30, came home to sleep because i was rather exhausted for whatever reason. Thats about it, picture time! lolz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59QvZJ3ExI/AAAAAAAAAF8/s-rxUcLn_X4/s1600-h/DSC01235+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59QvZJ3ExI/AAAAAAAAAF8/s-rxUcLn_X4/s320/DSC01235+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932473126195986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q2ZJ3EyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OGnfKa1Mkwc/s1600-h/DSC01237+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q6ZJ3EzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bUOO7sj_jXM/s1600-h/DSC01239+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q6ZJ3EzI/AAAAAAAAAGM/bUOO7sj_jXM/s320/DSC01239+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932662104757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q2ZJ3EyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OGnfKa1Mkwc/s1600-h/DSC01237+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q2ZJ3EyI/AAAAAAAAAGE/OGnfKa1Mkwc/s320/DSC01237+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932593385280290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q-5J3E0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/x4Ixa3mijC0/s1600-h/DSC01311+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59Q-5J3E0I/AAAAAAAAAGU/x4Ixa3mijC0/s320/DSC01311+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932739414168386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;FFFFffff!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59ToZJ3E-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/N5W_UR28Ksg/s1600-h/DSC01312+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59ToZJ3E-I/AAAAAAAAAHk/N5W_UR28Ksg/s320/DSC01312+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160935651401995234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;YYYooouuu!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RF5J3E1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/gu5DfqkPxJQ/s1600-h/DSC01337+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RF5J3E1I/AAAAAAAAAGc/gu5DfqkPxJQ/s320/DSC01337+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160932859673252690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Stoned~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RUpJ3E3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ha7OQ_iTzXg/s1600-h/DSC01363+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RUpJ3E3I/AAAAAAAAAGs/ha7OQ_iTzXg/s320/DSC01363+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933113076323186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RaZJ3E4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/yta6t0A5HVE/s1600-h/DSC01367+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RaZJ3E4I/AAAAAAAAAG0/yta6t0A5HVE/s320/DSC01367+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933211860571010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RlZJ3E5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/YYMEmCnl2AY/s1600-h/DSC01376+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RlZJ3E5I/AAAAAAAAAG8/YYMEmCnl2AY/s320/DSC01376+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933400839132050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Got milk?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RwpJ3E6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EgraW0pebYg/s1600-h/DSC01394+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59RwpJ3E6I/AAAAAAAAAHE/EgraW0pebYg/s320/DSC01394+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933594112660386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59R4JJ3E7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y26ImAsPBT8/s1600-h/DSC01408+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59R4JJ3E7I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Y26ImAsPBT8/s320/DSC01408+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933722961679282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;I...Couldn't help it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59SAZJ3E8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/u3TxbXeVp4s/s1600-h/DSC01423+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59SAZJ3E8I/AAAAAAAAAHU/u3TxbXeVp4s/s320/DSC01423+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933864695600066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Hmm..=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59SFJJ3E9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EKZcJXjRX1A/s1600-h/DSC01432+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59SFJJ3E9I/AAAAAAAAAHc/EKZcJXjRX1A/s320/DSC01432+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160933946299978706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wazzup?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't mind em rude pictures, I was just having a little fun. I'm a nice person. Hahahahaha!!! No really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks! Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Am I fleneig waht I'm fleneig?&lt;br /&gt;Is tihs rlelay a fleneig?&lt;br /&gt;Or is tihs not the fleneig I'm fleneig?&lt;br /&gt;Bsucaee if tihs is the fleneig I'm fleneig.&lt;br /&gt;I dnot wnat it to end.&lt;br /&gt;Uecrahtnd&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;trortirey.&lt;br /&gt;Slady&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3518422845599105989?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3518422845599105989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3518422845599105989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3518422845599105989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3518422845599105989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/picture-time.html' title='Picture time!'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R59QvZJ3ExI/AAAAAAAAAF8/s-rxUcLn_X4/s72-c/DSC01235+%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1608116578270798325</id><published>2008-01-28T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:22.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired seh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dang, what a tiring day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Lessons as usual, but i had judo in the afternoon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Still had to continue training despite my flu and cough. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Taught the J1s Osoto gari. (Or how you spell it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It was fun la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Had Randori before the class ended. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Dang i was so giddy after that. Anyhow, time to get my stamina up! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;That's all for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Really exhausted and sleepy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;But before i go, heres a some random pictures of got off my camera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53om5J3ErI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kLqpPztgVxU/s1600-h/Cher231+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53om5J3ErI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kLqpPztgVxU/s320/Cher231+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536502911308466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Delish!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53o1JJ3EsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Etr-pq7Ioks/s1600-h/Cher238+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53o1JJ3EsI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Etr-pq7Ioks/s320/Cher238+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160536747724444354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mocca!! Check out my banana!! It's right over here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53pOpJ3EuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5pXJuccWknQ/s1600-h/Cher252+%28Medium%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53pOpJ3EuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/5pXJuccWknQ/s320/Cher252+%28Medium%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160537185811108578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We had nothing else to do~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53p4ZJ3EvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RbSGbXHVCws/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53p4ZJ3EvI/AAAAAAAAAFs/RbSGbXHVCws/s320/Picture+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160537903070647026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nice shoes!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53qSZJ3EwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cETwzjN5GH8/s1600-h/P1010122+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53qSZJ3EwI/AAAAAAAAAF0/cETwzjN5GH8/s320/P1010122+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160538349747245826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My perfect family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Yet again, your still my EC. HaHa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1608116578270798325?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1608116578270798325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1608116578270798325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1608116578270798325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1608116578270798325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/tired-seh.html' title='Tired seh.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R53om5J3ErI/AAAAAAAAAFM/kLqpPztgVxU/s72-c/Cher231+%28Medium%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2248897521238315698</id><published>2008-01-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:22.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5ysCZJ3EqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/huU-GDkEeZc/s1600-h/P1010042+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5ysCZJ3EqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/huU-GDkEeZc/s320/P1010042+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160188430171706018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Hokay! This is going to be a short post because I've got to get back to my revision. What did i do today? hmmm. Lazed around at home trying to complete whatever homework i could. Took lots of naps today because my body is failing me! (Currently down with cough and flu) To think about it, nothing exciting actually happened today. Unless integration is fun for you! lol~ Here i am, trying to do a little last minute revision for my chemistry, test tomorrow.(What a bummer!)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;Finally! A day of judo tomorrow, can't wait to practice on them juniors. Haha! I know i know, I'm cruel! Lolz~ But i guess through all the throwing and grappling, they will learn something.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I'm currently addicted to this flash game called Swords and Sandals. Should try it! It's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! I'm quite lost in my emotions. But anyhow, shall not dwell too much into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the same old happy me! That's all for now! It's 00:00 and I'm still blogging. Gtg peepz. Chow~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2248897521238315698?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2248897521238315698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2248897521238315698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2248897521238315698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2248897521238315698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/sunday.html' title='Sunday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5ysCZJ3EqI/AAAAAAAAAFE/huU-GDkEeZc/s72-c/P1010042+%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5109533889773483376</id><published>2008-01-26T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-26T18:59:32.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heppy Birthday,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hah! Seems like I've not celebrated enough for my birthday. Anyway heres how my week went. Wednesday i had school till 2.30, rushed home after that to do a little homework before heading down to newton MRT to meet up with Russell and Nadine. We headed over to Orchard because i had to exchange my slippers to a smaller size, walked around Heeren before meeting up with Claris at Cineleisure. Had dinner at some sushi place in Heeren and we took like two long hours to finish our dinner. It was a buffet, so we had to take our time, no point forcing. Haha. Took a cab down to Dempsey road for desserts at Bens and Jerrys! Camwhored after that before i took a cab home. REALLY had fun so thanks yeah guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On friday, met up with Russell and Aloy for a little late night lanning. Played from like 11 to 1 before walking to Cineleisure to catch the show 27 dresses. It was an alright movie, unfortunately I dozed off half way through cause i was so tired (probably due to my sickness.) Ate at the 24 hour Kopitiam before heading over to Russell's place to wait for the first bus and first non-midnight charge taxi. Cabbed right home and straight to bed i went. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gonna have tuition later. Most probably going to slack at home today. That's about it folks. Chow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I guess when it comes to such things, you can never know who you'd be with. There will definitely be countless numbers of questions left unanswered. There will definitely be tears, there will definitely be scars. It is what we all will go through at a point of time in our life. It is not how painful the situation is, but rather how able you are to get back on your own two feet and carry on with your life. Because the world will never stop and wait for you.  (Just some random thinking. Decided to pen it down. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your still my EC! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5109533889773483376?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5109533889773483376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5109533889773483376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5109533889773483376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5109533889773483376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/heppy-birthday.html' title='Heppy Birthday,'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1643958984051268857</id><published>2008-01-22T23:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:59:09.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hell yeah! I'm 18!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;Hell yeah! I'm finally 18 ballz! Like after so long~ First off i'd like to thank those who wished me happy birthday,  I appreciate it. HaHa. Going to be a short blog today though, I'm currently down with a flu.  Anyway, time to party! Oh gonna meet Nadine, Russell and Claris after school tomorrow for a dinner at some special place? HaHa. Can't wait to meet up with you guys, been a while! That's about it for now. Gotta rest now, I'm sick! Chow kidz~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I wish i wish i wish! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1643958984051268857?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1643958984051268857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1643958984051268857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1643958984051268857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1643958984051268857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/hell-yeah-im-18.html' title='Hell yeah! I&apos;m 18!'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-6182800706956698142</id><published>2008-01-22T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:46:23.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-6182800706956698142?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6182800706956698142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=6182800706956698142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6182800706956698142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6182800706956698142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2581042762434996277</id><published>2008-01-20T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T23:59:24.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th jan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spend my morning and afternoon in bed trying to get back my energy. Had dinner at the triple 3 as a celebration of my 18th birthday. It was nice to have the whole family down for dinner together. Had buffet and the food was alright. Thanks mum and dad for the dinner and present. Thanks sis and Zach for the slipper, it was about time i got a new slipper. lol~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Took a short walk over to Heeren, sat my sisters car home, and back to reality. I was in the midst of enjoying my moment, being so close to 18. Which doesn't happen everyday. There she goes again, nagging about how crowded the storeroom is. About how all our shoes are taking up too many space.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I don't know what happened but it just ticked me off, and i got really pissed off. Packed my shoes into a plastic bag and walked off without any regards to the words that landed on my ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;An uneventful day for me. I'm filled with emotions now. And i think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a drink or two will get me back on track. No, i can't. Sleep is better. I shall sleep now. Good night people. Chow~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Whatever makes you happy. Whatever you want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2581042762434996277?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2581042762434996277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2581042762434996277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2581042762434996277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2581042762434996277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/20th-jan.html' title='20th jan.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8085455984837344184</id><published>2008-01-20T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:23.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th. Dec.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LhI_6NrvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVqe4gXeyWo/s1600-h/car.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LhI_6NrvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVqe4gXeyWo/s320/car.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157432068003442418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dang! It's been a while since i've blogged. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Regardless of how boring my week may be, I'll try my best to entertain you as best as i can. Haha.So, here i go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;: Spend practically the whole day in school attending lessons and completing homework. Had Judo training at the end of the day. It was fun, getting to see all the juniors falling on the floor at the same time. Haha! Also, i was able to practice my grappling with them. It's been a while since I've fought new faces in judo. Headed back home after that in a cab, showered, ate, then off to my homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: Lessons as usual till 2.30. Had Physical training at 3. This was like the first time after so long I've really exercised. Didn't really know i was that unfit till now. =/ Jogged a little around the track, did push ups, sit ups, more jogging. Went over to the gym to do some pull ups, I did 60 push ups instead of pull ups because of my bloody shoulder. Unfortunately! I vomited because i drank too much water. Dang! Played around with the machines in the gym before heading home. Spent the rest of my nights mugging for Chemistry test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;: Todays time table is like so F%#5435ed up. Normal lesson ends at 12.30, but i have to wait 4 hours for my CLb lesson and judo! In addition, it's permanent! Their not going to change it! Argh. Anyways, spend the whole 4 hours in the library mugging for Chemistry test which is on Friday. Had to write a letter during my CLb lesson. I was suppose to inform my friend about the difficulties I'm facing now, and how he might be of help to me. Think my points are screwed up. Lol~ Had judo after that, it ended with a randori. Hands down to you Noel, being able to withstand over 10 randoris at one go. Still, my time will come and I'll win the thrown! HaHa! Headed back home after that for my last revision of Chemistry. Test tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: Started of the day with a sucky Chemistry test. Managed to complete most of the the question, but I'm quite doubtful of whether they are correct. Anyhow, I did try. HaHa. Long day for me today. Ended school at 4.30 today. Oh, had PE for the last period and i got hit in the chin by a hockey ball. -_-. Luckily my chin didn't start bleeding. After school i took 156 home. Chilled for practically the rest of the day because i was too tired to do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;: Finally! Had tuition in the morning. I wasn't really paying attention because i was too eager to go out. Took a nap after tuition and guess what, Russell and Aloysius came over to my place with a birthday surprise, And that stupid Russell told me he was playing TD lol~ Thanks guys, didn't really expect you guys to come all the way. HaHa~ Anyway headed over to Orchard after that, walked around a little before meeting up with Patrina and PH. =D Headed over the Modesto for dinner. Had like 4 regular pizza. Filling. Liling came to join in before Thaijin came over to hand me my present, Which was marshmallows as promised! lol~ Took a few pictures. Will upload later. Sent PH home before heading down to PS to watch the movie Cloverfield. It was a stupid show seriously, ended so abruptly. Headed over to Speedy to lan our nights away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it i guess? Kinda lazy to blog now a days. Chow people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5Lf7P6NrrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cIDX_I26pOQ/s1600-h/P1020019+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5Lf7P6NrrI/AAAAAAAAAEU/cIDX_I26pOQ/s320/P1020019+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157430732268613298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LgJv6NrsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QeKxvix5YP0/s1600-h/P1020024+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LgJv6NrsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/QeKxvix5YP0/s320/P1020024+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157430981376716482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LgUv6NrtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ElsugPMe3m0/s1600-h/P1020025+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LgUv6NrtI/AAAAAAAAAEk/ElsugPMe3m0/s320/P1020025+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157431170355277522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;That's about all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;It was an addiction not to be taken. Cause now i might be broken. In heart. In soul. In mind. I knew i should have distant. But i didn't listen. The addiction. The affection. Of that moment. In my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8085455984837344184?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8085455984837344184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8085455984837344184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8085455984837344184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8085455984837344184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/19th-dec.html' title='19th. Dec.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R5LhI_6NrvI/AAAAAAAAAE0/bVqe4gXeyWo/s72-c/car.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7099274679434594088</id><published>2008-01-14T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T01:28:33.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change of song.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Finally, a change of blog song. Doubt most of you don't know this band, but wth, I like it. Just realised I've not blogged for quite a while, so here i go. Had tuition on Saturday, my tutor commented on the way i wrote on my blog and how it would affect my writing for GP. So, I'm going to make a change and start using commas where necessary.  After tuition i went over to Toa Payoh to meet up with Aloy, Rus and Thai. Did my work there while Aloy thought Thaijin math. Went off around 10 plus? Headed down to town with Aloy and Rus to do a little lanning. Took a cab home from there.  That's about it for Saturday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sunday, I woke up at about 12 pm. Got dressed and headed down to my Grandma's house for lunch. She was not feeling well so we decided to drop by. It's quite worrying because she is going through a lot of discomfort lately. Hope she will be better soon. On to happier things, I finally saw my cousin! He has definitely grown! He loves to play with balls, kicking and throwing them. Hopefully one day he would be old enough to play the drum set.  I'd be more than happy to be his free tutor. Haha! Went home after that and started with my revision for chemistry test. Here i am! Blogging. Got to go sleep soon, need my rest. That's about it for now. Chow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;P.S. I want a new phone! Any recommendations? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's nice to end the day by having a conversation with you. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7099274679434594088?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7099274679434594088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7099274679434594088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7099274679434594088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7099274679434594088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/change-of-song.html' title='Change of song.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-141985694908405555</id><published>2008-01-11T21:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:23.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second friday of the month.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4eBRf6NrqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yvw6-qboyic/s1600-h/bust.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 365px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4eBRf6NrqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yvw6-qboyic/s320/bust.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154230436172246690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;There is a price to pay for happiness. But if actions are not taken to obtain your happiness. Than all you get it sadness. No one can shoulder your problems and help you out every time you need it. Never depend on someone too much. Excess shelter from reality will only weaken you.  Please. Do something for yourself. Regardless of gender. Either parties can initiate a solution for the problem. It doesn't always have to be the "guy" who does it. If opinions are not taken and choices are not made. The problem will only linger on. And the more you will have to suffer. Talk. Speak your mind. Find a common agreement that both of you can live with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;It's been more than a year and the same old problems keep surfacing. It isn't stable. It isn't healthy. No doubt tears are unlimited. But there's a limit to how much one can take. If this goes on. I think it might kill you. SO PLEASE. PAL! DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;I'm sorry to say this but I've got my own issues to settle as well. I need a little distant. I've got my own life too. I've got other friends too. Neither do i wanna cause misunderstandings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;" &gt;Now. On to my day. Morning assembly as usual. Than Chemistry lecture. Forgot to bring my notes again. Dammit. Still. I managed to digest what Mrs Lim said.  The second lesson of the day was GP. Had our essay CT. Freaks it was utterly difficult! First test of the year and I'm bound to fail. Hai~ I'll just try my best for the upcoming test. Had an hour break before maths. Than chemistry practical. It was fun. Did the same thing as we did previously. Went up to the library and tried to finish up my News paper article but to no avail. 156 home and here i am. That's about it for today i guess. Nothing exciting to report. Chow people~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Imma drink my sorrows away tonight. I won't put up a fight. Let the alcohol run through my veins. Hopefully it'll calm my pain. It's a curse i've to live with. No you wouldn't understand.&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/3605099840791947140-141985694908405555?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/141985694908405555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=141985694908405555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/141985694908405555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/141985694908405555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/second-friday-of-month.html' title='Second friday of the month.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4eBRf6NrqI/AAAAAAAAAEM/Yvw6-qboyic/s72-c/bust.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5823449390549042133</id><published>2008-01-10T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T23:52:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another day in school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Didn't blog yesterday cause i was so exhausted. Anyways. I had CCA bazaar yesterday. It was fun training infront of so many people. AhAha. Unfortunately, I injured my shoulder joint. It hurts even if you don't move it. And it hurts more if you do. Lol. Learned a new way of arm locking people during training. Something i've yet to really try on someone. AhAhah. Stayed in school till like 6 plus before heading back to catch up on my work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;It's quite unexpected but. I actually look forward to doing my homework. Maybe because that's what i was lacking during the super long holidays? Well, as long as it helps. HahaHa. Slept early after that cause the juniors are coming in tomorrow(In other words, Today) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Had a really fun time during training today. Finally i see new faces in judo. AhAha. Having to see the usual faces kinda bores you after sometime. Always training with the same partner. Was able to do a little groundwork with the juniors. AhAhAha. Maybe i was a little rough ? I don't know. Lolz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;156 home after that and it's homework time. Lolz. Oh yeah i was playing with this celebrity look a like thing. And it rated me as 63% match with Alec Baldwin. Maybe cause i had the same expression lol! Did the same for Ph and hers came out even more hilarious results. haha. Cuba~ That's so funny!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;That's about it for today. Apologize if my writing's a little point formy cause i'm really really tired now. Still. I've got econs essay to finish. Dang~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;That's all folks. Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;You see. It's not easy. Cause it's Ec. Neither is it sleazy.  As it is Ec. Yes Ec. My EC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5823449390549042133?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5823449390549042133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5823449390549042133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5823449390549042133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5823449390549042133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/yet-another-day-in-school.html' title='Yet another day in school.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2748294705409479141</id><published>2008-01-08T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:23.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4Orb_6NrpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4BOP2Ugao0o/s1600-h/hunters.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 356px; height: 258px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4Orb_6NrpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4BOP2Ugao0o/s320/hunters.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153150896142397074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Hey All. Went to school as usual in the morning. Assembly as usual and lecture all the way. 5 hours of lectures in one day can really kill you. I kept dozing off in class today. I'm just so so so tired lately. Haven't really had enough sleep. Went for PE and guess what. I have Health Education for both of my PE lessons. Cause I've failed Napfa. Dammit~. 156 home and here i am. Lols. Usual day for me i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Monday: After school i went to the canteen to finish up economics work. HaHa. Saw someone whom my friend likes. AhAhaa. I kept disturbing them. Suddenly! One of his guy friend fell and the whole bench went flat on the floor with a loud bang. He tried carrying it up but it fell again. Hilarious! Haha. My friend was so shy she hid herself away from him by using me as a shield. Like I'm that big. Right~ haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Note to friend: It's just a crush. So don't do anything stupid ehh. Won't always be there to help you. HaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That's about it from me today. Too tired to think what went on. Going off to revise my maths before hitting the hay. Chow~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;U c wat i c. u c wat u c. We c wat we c. But if u c wat i c. And we c wat i c. Than u c EC. Cus EC is wat i c.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2748294705409479141?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2748294705409479141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2748294705409479141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2748294705409479141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2748294705409479141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R4Orb_6NrpI/AAAAAAAAAEE/4BOP2Ugao0o/s72-c/hunters.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-345644816903541144</id><published>2008-01-07T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T21:17:53.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday blues~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;F&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;irst up. Shall talk about yesterday. Woke up kinda early in the morning due to some drilling. Dammit. Took a shower and off i went to do my homework. Met pat aloy and rus at around 5. Head down to Dempsey road for the Flea Market at HOUSE. Nice place. But not much people though. Bought myself a watch! 24 bucks a piece. Got it at a discounted price. Square faced with lime green and yellow colour. Not a bad watch for a cheap price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Said Bye to my sister than headed down to PS to watch AvP2. Not really that nice. It's kinda irritating actually. Constantly switching from scene to scene. Took a cab from newton home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TODAY. Woke up at 6.15 in the morning. Reached school at about 7nish. Went straight to the canteen to finish up my work. Assembly next and off to my first lesson. Initially i was up and awake. But as the afternoon nears. I started dozing off. Managed to survive till after chinese. Which ended like 4.30. Stayed in the library to complete my long overdue d work before heading down for Judo practice at about 6. Chill lesson today. Ground work and lockings. Head home after that and here i am! Really exhausted. But i have this feeling i need to do something. =/. No idea whats that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyway that's all for today. Oh. Pat and Aloy. STOP TEASING ME! It was one of the most awkward moments of my life. Asking so many questions. Bleah! Chow people~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-345644816903541144?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/345644816903541144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=345644816903541144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/345644816903541144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/345644816903541144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/monday-blues.html' title='Monday blues~'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3246971551511199539</id><published>2008-01-06T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T01:57:37.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally. After so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Dammit! I've finally cut my hair! It's short. SHORT! Too short. Argh! Gotta wait for another month or so to get it back to the length i want it. Anyways. Didn't do much today. Stayed home to finish up my homework before the weekdays come. Hopefully i can get a good nights sleep later. And not be awakened by the bloody hammering again in the morning. That's about it for now i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chow people~. Oh yeah. Flee Market. Place at HOUSE. At demsey road tml. Be there or be square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;It's like candy to the eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3246971551511199539?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3246971551511199539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3246971551511199539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3246971551511199539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3246971551511199539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/finally-after-so-long.html' title='Finally. After so long.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5332414383892483871</id><published>2008-01-05T10:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T10:25:42.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First weekend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Its the first weekend of the year and i'm so freaking annoyed!! Been sleeping late during the weekdays because of school and work and all. Decided to slumber a little longer during the weekend so at least i can survive another week. Unfortunately. I didn't. It's 9 plus in the morning and the construction workers downstairs are hammering away on the bloody wall it woke up me up. The noise is seriously irritating. It travels through the walls of the house so it sounds as though someone is hammering right beside you. Freaks! I'm so tired now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Anyways. More about yesterday. Went to school as usual. Had to go for morning assembly. Guess what? Got caught for my hair again. =/. I seriously don't want to cut it. Dammit. After that had lessons as usual. Last period was Chem practical. It was kinda fun. Finding the enthalpy change of hydration. Or something like that. After that went home straight to chill a little before heading down to FTPSS to check out the band and councilors. People say my looked a little AB that night. Really?! Dammit. I think it's cause of my shirt. =/. I was so shock la when they made that comment. But what the hey! I'm NOT an AB. OhOh! I saw my EC today. HeHeHe. Too bad i didn't take much pictures of the band cause i was kinda afraid to walk up close. =x.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Chilled over at the CCA block with friends before heading home. Went online for a while and something happened. I don't know what led to it but it made me freaking shy. So much so i kept laughing to myself la. Wth. Like some crazy guy. haha. But it's okay~ At least now you know. AhAhaha! But don't say please. Thank you very much. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Finally, went to bed. Only to be awakened by the bloody hammering today. Dammit. HaHa. That's all for now! Chow people~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;EC. Dam farnie la!&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/3605099840791947140-5332414383892483871?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5332414383892483871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5332414383892483871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5332414383892483871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5332414383892483871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-weekend.html' title='First weekend.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3816259275066608825</id><published>2008-01-03T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:37:33.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My curse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It never fails to come back to slap me in the face real hard. Maybe it's a waking call that I've not answered for a long time? Or is it just my curse? I don't know. But it really sucks. Seriously. I hope that one day things wouldn't be as how it has always been. Just for ones. I'd like to be happy. Just for ones. I'd like things to go my way. Hopefully it does someday. Hopefully. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A part from what i've just said. Today was my 2nd day in school and i got caught by three of my teachers for having long hair. I don't think it's long. Is it? I've waited for like more than a month to get this exact length. Think it's nice. But wth. Teachers say. Student do. =/. Will cut it asap. Most probably this Saturday. Had Judo training today after like so long. 2 plus months? Kinda rusty at throwing people. HaHa. I was out of shape too. My leg cramped up so easily. So much so my friend had to drag me out of the mats lol. Tiring day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Really exhausted. Nothing much to write about for now. Oh yeah i'm going back to my sec school tml to check out band and the sec ones. HaHa. Get to see someone. Huahuahua. EC. Most of you may know her as. Lol~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That's about it for today. Chow people~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EC =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3816259275066608825?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3816259275066608825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3816259275066608825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3816259275066608825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3816259275066608825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-curse.html' title='My curse.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8735059442725727380</id><published>2008-01-02T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:24.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of School. 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3umfP6NroI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-7dRfgR057k/s1600-h/balloongirl_alwayshope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3umfP6NroI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-7dRfgR057k/s320/balloongirl_alwayshope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150893654605147778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Like every other students. It is the first day of school. Surprisingly i was quite awake in the morning. Unfortunately i started dozing off as the afternoon approaches. Went to school rather early today. Reached at about 7? Yeah. Why? So that i can finish up my homework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Assembly as usual and we were off to our CT classes for some admin stuff. Had principal talk after that. Lol. Told us to write down 3 wishes of ours and 3 wishes for the school. So that he could read it and figure out a way to satisfy us. Irony is. There was an increase in the price of food at the canteen. lol. About 10% ? Haha. Everyone was grumbling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;After that went for classes as usual and nothing interesting happened actually. Oh i went down to the hall after school to check out the J1s. Sadly i didn't see any from my school. So miserable. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Took a cab to coronation to get em contact lotion before heading back home to get some well deserved sleep. Woke up and about 7 plus and off to my homework. 2 questions left before my night is free. (I hope).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;School ending at 5.30 for me tml. Hope there isn't any CCA. If not i'd most probably end around 8?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;That's about it for now! Chow~ ZzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;I'm so shagged now. But still. EC's a motivation. =P haha~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8735059442725727380?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8735059442725727380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8735059442725727380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8735059442725727380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8735059442725727380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/first-day-of-school-2008.html' title='First day of School. 2008'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3umfP6NroI/AAAAAAAAAD8/-7dRfgR057k/s72-c/balloongirl_alwayshope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-6970787803019547810</id><published>2008-01-01T13:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T14:13:58.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;First of all. Happy 2008 to everyone. 2008. Nice number. HaHa. Basically spend most of my time on new years eve staying at home rushing to finish my holiday assignments. However i went out at night though. Went Clarke Quay to sushi with Rus Aloy and Ris. Head over to Vivo for the celebration. Met up with Mei Wei Jasmine Nad and Alfred there. Headed up to the roof top and waited for the big moment. When confetti s  fly and fireworks ignite. When the SMS SYSTEM JAMS! And when party really began.  The fireworks wasn't really that amazing. It was like little squirts of light here and there. Barely noticeable if you do not pay attention. Plus they should have put up surround sound around the whole roof of vivo. So at least those who are sitting far from the stage could dance a little lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sent Ris home at TP before heading down to Speedy lan. (Yet again) To waste our night away in front of the computer playing TD's. Dota. Battlefield. And Footmen. Lolz~ Oh and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;EC&lt;/span&gt; replied! Woot~ Took 171 home and it was already 7 in the morning when i reached home. Spend a short time on the com before heading to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny. I i'm not really looking forward to the new year. Maybe cause school is starting in like 16hrs~ and i've still got loads of work to complete. But yet. I'm quite excited because my birthday is coming in like 23 more days. Still i'm quite let down cause i'll have to shave bold in a years time. Hmm. I think i'll just go on and on. Anyways. Wishing all my friends the best for the new year ahead. Chow!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-6970787803019547810?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6970787803019547810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=6970787803019547810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6970787803019547810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6970787803019547810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-2008.html' title='Happy 2008.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8984569211437409995</id><published>2007-12-31T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-31T01:33:28.125+08:00</updated><title type='text'>None? I don't know what to write</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Hey all. Didn't really do much today. Accept my homework. Went granny's house to have BBQ with my relatives. Saw her new renovated house. NICE! Especially the tv! HaHa. There was an over flow of satays. But managed to finish it. =D. Tried something new. I BBQed squid with honey. Shiok! haha! Went back sorta early. Washed up and back to my homework. =/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to report now! Except Final Momentum = Initial Momentum. Conservation of Momentum. Lol! Chow~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Song of the day: Toothpaste kisses. By maccabees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Cradle me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I’ll cradle you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I’ll win your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; with a whoop-a-woo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; pulling shapes just for your eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; so with toothpaste kisses and lines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; I’ll be yours and you’ll be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; Lay with me, I’ll lay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; we’ll do the things that lovers do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; put the stars in our eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and with heart shaped bruises&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt; and late night kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; divine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt this way for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8984569211437409995?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8984569211437409995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8984569211437409995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8984569211437409995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8984569211437409995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/none-i-dont-know-what-to-write.html' title='None? I don&apos;t know what to write'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5795754107985194331</id><published>2007-12-30T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:31:39.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiz.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Finally. Went out with Rus and Aloy in search for clothings for the new year. Dropped by PS before heading down to Vivo. Than back to Wisma than Taka. Saw lotsa stuff. Don't know why i didn't try them. Maybe i was just lazy. Or it wasn't really what i was looking for. Tried to find the CD for Deep house but to no avail. Kinda addicted to house music now. :P Head down to our usual Speedy lan shop to do a little lanning before heading home. That's about it! Most probably lazing at home tomorrow. Gotta get mentally prepared for the new year. =/ Tough year next year. That's about it for now! Off to my shower. Ciaoz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;I c u c we c u c EC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5795754107985194331?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5795754107985194331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5795754107985194331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5795754107985194331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5795754107985194331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/haiz.html' title='Haiz.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-467723452584747634</id><published>2007-12-29T09:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T09:55:04.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>But why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;If you want to * someone than * them for who they are. Yeah, even their flaws. Do not change them to someone you want them to be. Sometimes it's best to accept the fact and * him for who he is. Than to * who you want him to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Here i am 6 months after. Thinking everything would turn out a disaster. Not having you by me. Caring me. Loving me. But i was wrong. I've stopped singing the song. The song that runs to the beat of your heart. The heart i loved. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-467723452584747634?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/467723452584747634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=467723452584747634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/467723452584747634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/467723452584747634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/but-why.html' title='But why?'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5070764444348844214</id><published>2007-12-29T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-29T01:27:33.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What should i do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Didn't really do much today. Just lazed at home doing my homework and listening to music. Started to think about things. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really difficult for me to know what is really going on. But from what i heard. It isn't really going well. It's been a while since i've really talked to you. I hope you do the right thing. Your friend. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5070764444348844214?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5070764444348844214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5070764444348844214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5070764444348844214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5070764444348844214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/what-should-i-do_29.html' title='What should i do?'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2801964434944673426</id><published>2007-12-27T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T20:50:47.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Took the SBS to ECP. Than took SBS to home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Finally back from a tiring day. Went ECP with Aloy. Rus. Pat and the twins. (Seha and Zirah) Skated for two hours. Didn't really go far because Russell was still learning how to blade lol. He fell and he pulled me along with him! Got a cut on my leg. I must say it was hilarious seeing him learn how to blade. Because this is the one thing that he seems to be scared of. HaHa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Went over to some mall to do a little shopping before heading over to the hawker center to try their apollo fried kway teow. Not bad i must say. Took a long 31 bus ride back to Toa Payoh before heading home on 157.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Oh. Lol. Sorry Zirah for teasing you. HaHa i couldn't help myself. It was just so funny to see you and Rus lol. Huahuahuahua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;That's about it from me for now. Got to rest my legs. Tired! Ciaoz~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;I wish i could&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2801964434944673426?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2801964434944673426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2801964434944673426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2801964434944673426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2801964434944673426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/took-sbs-to-ecp-than-took-sbs-to-home.html' title='Took the SBS to ECP. Than took SBS to home.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8715764289078480168</id><published>2007-12-27T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:17:13.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Finally changed my blogskin. Screwed up my previous one thats why. Hope you guys enjoy it! Feel free to tag me. That's all folks. TaTa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8715764289078480168?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8715764289078480168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8715764289078480168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8715764289078480168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8715764289078480168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/finally.html' title='Finally.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4814060498710478414</id><published>2007-12-26T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T16:10:21.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;My tuition just ended. Decided to blog. Most probably not going to go anywhere today. Staying at home to complete the pile of homework. Haiz~ Anywayz. Went to meet up with sista dine yesterday for supper. So farnie la. Was supposed to exchange presents but in the end she forgot to bring mine! What the hell. Still scolded me for not reminding her. Bleah! Walked her to her BF's place before heading home. PRESENTLESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully later can have dinner with Aloy and Rus. Too bad Rus has a date with his mum. Lol~. So bored so bored so bored~ I think thats about it. Oh! Someones birthday is coming! 27 more days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all peepz. Ciaoz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty EC lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4814060498710478414?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4814060498710478414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4814060498710478414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4814060498710478414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4814060498710478414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-wednesday.html' title='Lazy wednesday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-829530656687382557</id><published>2007-12-25T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:24.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Christmas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3CahP6NrnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/C1A1Uwd6R2Q/s1600-h/happychopper2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3CahP6NrnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/C1A1Uwd6R2Q/s320/happychopper2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147784270081535602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;This years Christmas Celebration was a little stale. Went out with Aloy rus and friends yesterday for the count down. We thought there would at least be a decent celebration at Esplanade. Unfortunately, there was none. A part from some random party poppers going off every ones in a while. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Finally decided to head down to Orchard to have supper at Hong Kong cafe in Cine. Sat there till about 2 plus? After which i fetched Ris home before heading back myself. Took a short walk from Adam's Hawker Center up to my place.  Nothing much after that. Used the com for a little while before heading to Wunderland. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Oh yeah! Saw PengHong like twice today. So qiao. HaHa. A part from the boring description of my Christmas Eve. I'd like to wish all who know me a very MERRY CHRISTMAS! May santa visit you and provide you with plentiful gifts to spoil you. HuaHuaHua.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;That's about it for today. Ciao~&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;P.S Someones BIRTHDAY is coming soon. =D&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/3605099840791947140-829530656687382557?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/829530656687382557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=829530656687382557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/829530656687382557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/829530656687382557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/lazy-christmas.html' title='Lazy Christmas.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R3CahP6NrnI/AAAAAAAAAD0/C1A1Uwd6R2Q/s72-c/happychopper2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5810525152024217496</id><published>2007-12-24T05:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-24T06:10:07.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I guess you just gotta accept the fact that things do not always go the way as expected. Or the way you want it to be. Reality has a way to crush you or save you. All you can do is just try your best and hope for things to go well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do not expect returns from favors you've done for others. It'll only disappoint you. Do not blame others for not returning your favors. It'll only ruin your friendship. Do what you feel is right and do it for yourself. If it benefits others. So be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises are meant to be made. Promises are meant to be broken. Never lay your hopes on promises. It's like walking on thin ice. Not knowing when will it crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You decide what you wanna do. You act on your decision. You take the full responsibility of your actions. No one owes you. Remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I thought i knew all along. But i was wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5810525152024217496?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5810525152024217496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5810525152024217496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5810525152024217496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5810525152024217496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-guess-you-just-gotta-accept-fact-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5714625443804661318</id><published>2007-12-22T00:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T00:32:59.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to settle down.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Time to settle down. One more week till school starts. Gotta get prepared for the new year. What a bummer! Been quite sleepy lately. Nothing much happened lately. Just went out with aloy and pat yesterday. Watched The Warlord. Nice film. But sadly everyone died lol. Too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and finally a new song for my playlist. It's an oldies. But the lyrics are wonderful. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Kenny Rogers:Through the years. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cant remember when you werent there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I didnt care for anyone but you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear weve been through everything there is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cant imagine anything weve missed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cant imagine anything the two of us cant do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the year, youve never let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You turned my life around, the sweetest days Ive found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive found with you ... through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive never been afraid, Ive loved the life weve made&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And Im so glad Ive stayed, right here with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I cant remember what I used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Who I trusted whom, I listened to before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I swear youve taught me everything I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cant imagine needing someone so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But through the years it seems to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I need you more and more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years, through all the good and bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I knew how much we had, Ive always been so glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To be with you ... through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its better everyday, youve kissed my tears away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as its okay, Ill stay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years, when everything went wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Together we were strong, I know that I belonged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Right here with you ... through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never had a doubt, wed always work things out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive learned what loves about, by loving you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years, youve never let me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Youve turned my life around, the sweetest days Ive found&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ive found with you ... through the years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Its better everyday, youve kissed my tears away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;As long as its okay, Ill stay with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through the years!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5714625443804661318?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5714625443804661318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5714625443804661318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5714625443804661318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5714625443804661318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-to-settle-down_22.html' title='Time to settle down.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-218451108896077090</id><published>2007-12-20T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T03:32:33.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dil Seh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;I'm back! The concert yesterday was excellent despite certain comments that were unnecessary. Still.  I had fun. Finally got the chance to talk in front of a crowd that i don't know! It was an experience. Something that don't come so often i guess. Managed to utilize my suit. Lol. Found new friends along the way. Strengthened some friendship that were left untouched for quite some time. The urge to play the trombone is unbearable! Eek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully the band did make a profit from the concert. Not only that. I'm sure having the concert gave the band the opportunity to interact closely with each other. Create bonds that were unexpected and strengthen the band as a whole. If you guys are able to survive months of Practices. Conflicts. Torn lips. Fatigue. And finally giving all your best for that few hours on stage. It clearly shows that nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I'd say this. But you guys made my proud. To know that I am an alumni from FTPSS concert band. Whenever possible. I'd try my best to aid you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much appreciation to the teachers from FTPSS and PSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S FTPSS band rocks. HaH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-218451108896077090?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/218451108896077090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=218451108896077090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/218451108896077090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/218451108896077090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/dil-seh.html' title='Dil Seh'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-192794587890582282</id><published>2007-12-06T05:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:24.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping disorder.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R1cemrf35_I/AAAAAAAAADo/f2h0Y-MW2Gw/s1600-h/mostthings2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R1cemrf35_I/AAAAAAAAADo/f2h0Y-MW2Gw/s320/mostthings2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140611149526984690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Its 5.44 in the morning and here i am blogging. Been having sleeping disorders lately. My mornings and afternoons are alright. But when the night comes. I just can't sleep. Or perhaps i don't want to. I guess maybe there is this void that i cant fill. OH it really gets to me. Still. I'm surviving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed NY post prom last night with Cher. Initially it was supposed to be 17 and above? But it turned out to be 18 and above. What a bummer. Anyways i managed to get in. Woot. Had fun over there. Didn't drink much. Felt a little weird partying with familiar faces from school. But what the hell. I didn't think much and started dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and happy birthday  Sylvia. Lol. Mission accomplished. Surprise successful. Ehh Ehh. If your reading this. OUR birthday is coming soon ah. HaHa. A big H I N T. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't really do much the next day. Tried to start my homework going but it just isn't working. Gotta get it going soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for today. The birds are chirping and it's 6 minutes to 6. Hopefully a warm shower will put me in the mood for sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song Of The Day: Don't worry, be happy. By Bob Macfarrin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-192794587890582282?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/192794587890582282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=192794587890582282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/192794587890582282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/192794587890582282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/sleeping-disorder.html' title='Sleeping disorder.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R1cemrf35_I/AAAAAAAAADo/f2h0Y-MW2Gw/s72-c/mostthings2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1249154452209721028</id><published>2007-12-05T05:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T05:54:37.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One thing im missing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;First things first. HAppy birthday sylvia! Sure did enjoy the surprise ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. No words can describe my current emotion and neither will you understand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song Of The Day: NONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1249154452209721028?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1249154452209721028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1249154452209721028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1249154452209721028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1249154452209721028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/one-thing-im-missing.html' title='One thing im missing.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-579218710041547076</id><published>2007-12-02T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T02:47:14.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzZZz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aei! Went to Pasir Ris for BBQ today with my classmates. Dammit. Traveled to Tanjong Pagar. Than Pasir Ris MRT. Than Pasir Ris Park. Than Costa Sand. Should have just gone home ehh? But didn't. I still want my marshmallows! Didn't eat much. But cooked quite a lot. Specially love the crispy marshmallows with soft sticky core. Shiok! Oh and i spend like 140 bucks on the spot. Getting the utensils and paying for the delivery. Still. Got it back at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man can't wait to get my polaroid films. Hai. Anywayz. Can't wait for Tuesday. Too bad Cher's overseas. Would have been fun if she was here. Well. Guess i'll just celebrate your BIRTHDAY (Sylvia's) some other time. I can be the Jie Mei again. Lol. Cook me a meal!! HaHa. The ingredients are ready to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all folks. Gtg. Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Song of the Day: WORD UP! By Cameo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-579218710041547076?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/579218710041547076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=579218710041547076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/579218710041547076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/579218710041547076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/12/zzzzz.html' title='ZzZZz'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7408544281461611138</id><published>2007-11-29T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nights out.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02vT_9AbiI/AAAAAAAAADg/NzzDA6VhA8Q/s1600-h/haveaniceday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 259px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02vT_9AbiI/AAAAAAAAADg/NzzDA6VhA8Q/s320/haveaniceday.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137955508019293730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It's early Thursday. But this post's for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wednesday's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; morning and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Monday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Long lost friend.( Finally found after a long battle before and during &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A lvls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cherie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sylvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(Not so long lost friend) came over to my place to do a little baking. Took us a while to get a hang of things but we finally came through and we made a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; batch of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;walnut chocolate banana cupcakes with white icing on top&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. It was considered really good since it was our first time. (I guess?) HaHa. We admired our creations before we started munching down on em. Took a few pictures.  Yet to get from Cher.  Oh and we made &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Green Tea Ice Cream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked over to Adam to have dinner. Ate Nasi Lemak and Mutton soup. Tried &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cheestos with Mutton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; soup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;=/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;It was. Nice. In a totally weird way. Talked. Shot Ice at each other. Before heading down to Serene Center to do a little prank calling. Huahuahua. Fooled &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Russell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and two of Cher's friend. Hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Syl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Be careful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; when your taking &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hot stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; out of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;oven &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna try to cook a proper meal next time round. Of cause, with the help of the trusty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Jamie Oliver's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; cook book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. (Like after soooo long) Promised her i'd bring her to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thieves market&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. So thats the first place we went to. After a short worthed while walk, we  reached the market. Initially i thought she wouldn't like it. But my guess was wrong. She liked it. At least it brought back &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;memories &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;of her first time there. (I think.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Bought a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;polaroid camera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; that cost a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;cheap 12 bucks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. What a deal. Too bad i couldn't test it. Hopefully it works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Pat,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Aloy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; after that. You two really got me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;fooled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; this time. It didn't just l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ook real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; felt real&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Too bad it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;wasn't true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Bummer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Ate at some &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Malay restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Food was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;tasty and cheap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Walked around town before chilling at some cafe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the train with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Clarke Quay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; to meet up with his &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;god sis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;bunch of people. Went to a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;KTV lounge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; for drinks before heading over to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Chijmes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; for more drinks and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt; satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. Had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"  &gt;good nights sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Till the next post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Can't wait for: Saturday. Ice skating with old friends. BBQ with class mates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                     Sunday. Car boot flea market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;                     Tuesday. Crashing NY post prom party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Song of the day: Agur De Beber. By ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pictures for the pass few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02pqv9AbfI/AAAAAAAAADI/dyRBHWV5qKM/s1600-h/Picture+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02pqv9AbfI/AAAAAAAAADI/dyRBHWV5qKM/s320/Picture+018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137949301791550962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02qX_9AbgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0P2A7lwWIoY/s1600-h/Picture+054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02qX_9AbgI/AAAAAAAAADQ/0P2A7lwWIoY/s320/Picture+054.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137950079180631554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02qqP9AbhI/AAAAAAAAADY/T4xkLxzXQPA/s1600-h/Picture+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02qqP9AbhI/AAAAAAAAADY/T4xkLxzXQPA/s320/Picture+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137950392713244178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Note: I do not smoke. I was pretending to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;More will be uploaded when i get my computer fixed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7408544281461611138?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7408544281461611138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7408544281461611138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7408544281461611138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7408544281461611138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/nights-out.html' title='Nights out.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R02vT_9AbiI/AAAAAAAAADg/NzzDA6VhA8Q/s72-c/haveaniceday.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7720245707389968694</id><published>2007-11-28T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>addiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R00dO_9AbeI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ab3_CHKX1g/s1600-h/kissingcoppers3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R00dO_9AbeI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ab3_CHKX1g/s320/kissingcoppers3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137794893422292450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bent. Craving. Dependence. Enslavement. Fixation. Hooked. Inclination. Kick. Obsession. Addiction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amore. Ardor. Attachment. Care. Closeness. Concern. Crush. Desire. Devotion. Emotion. Endearment. Feelings. Heart. Itch. Liking. LOVE. Sentiment. Soft Spot. Tenderness. Warmth. Weakness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;There is nothing to prove. There is nothing to show. There is nothing to say. There is nothing to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever makes you happy. Whatever makes you go forth. Whatever makes you succeed. Whatever makes you love. Whatever makes you feel loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(234, 234, 174);font-family:tahoma;" &gt;&lt;strong style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lost love is still love. it takes a different form that's all. you can't see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor, but when those senses weaken, another heightens; &lt;u&gt;memory.&lt;/u&gt; memory becomes your partner. you nurture it. you hold it. you dance with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks pal.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Song of the day: When did your heart go missing. By Rooney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7720245707389968694?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7720245707389968694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7720245707389968694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7720245707389968694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7720245707389968694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/addiction.html' title='addiction.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R00dO_9AbeI/AAAAAAAAADA/8ab3_CHKX1g/s72-c/kissingcoppers3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4089484743975377691</id><published>2007-11-26T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Suuunnndaayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R0mzPv9AbdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qzppJHLGbok/s1600-h/ohmygod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 362px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/R0mzPv9AbdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qzppJHLGbok/s320/ohmygod.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136833933144518098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Feedback taken. There. I've changed the font colour and enlarged it so you short sighted people can read. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such an exciting day! (not) First time after so long did i wake up at 11am. Been sleeping late and waking up in the afternoon. Ahh! Finally got to enjoy the morning sun.  Planned to go out with Aloy and Pat. Too bad Patrina was busy completing her project which is like to be submitted tml?! (If im not wrong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;To Pat: Gotta scuk ehh?! But hey! It'll be over soon! Projects. Exams. White hair. All gone! Before you know it, you me and aloy will be on the cruise enjoying a little sun while sipping on our Martini. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend the whole day watching tv. Trying to get inspiration to write a song. (Not quite there yet. But trying.) Bleah. What else ? Oh went down to Adam to get a drink with my brother. Don't try Beck. EEK! Don't quite like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, i edited my profile on friendster. Go check it out! Name's NIRVANA. Added a playlist. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look at the time!! 2am. Gtg study chem. Tml got test. Sian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye All!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Song of the day: Sparks. By Coldplay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4089484743975377691?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4089484743975377691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4089484743975377691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4089484743975377691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4089484743975377691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/suuunnndaayyy.html' title='Suuunnndaayyy'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/R0mzPv9AbdI/AAAAAAAAAC4/qzppJHLGbok/s72-c/ohmygod.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2244548309489353769</id><published>2007-11-24T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T18:02:20.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart broken. But yet liberated.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Got up at 12.30 this morning. Seriously i'm dam tired. Slept at around 6.30 last night. Or should i say this morning. Spend the night watching some dvd's i borrowed from my sis and bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took scrambled eggs and sausages for breakfast. What everybody needs. Had tuition at 1pm. Ai! Mr lim didn't seem at all fit to teach. But still, the tuition had to go on. Did physics for two hours. I must say. I've never felt so happy doing my homework till now. (Maybe that's what im lacking this holiday. Lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that. Had a lazy saturday. Stayed home to chill on my bed that sees no action. (Duh. I'm innocent! ) Finally linked some people to my blog. Did a lil snooping around on friendster. Ai ai Ai! My itchy hands. I had to go look. Lol.! But. Wat the hey. As long as your doing fine. Yep Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much news today i guess. Just gonna chill at home and maybe head out at night to drink or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aI! Can't wait for Monday. Cher and Syl coming over to do a lil baking. Gotta find some recipe ehh. (This is what people do when they are low on cash to go out.) Two new found activity partner. They finished their A levels. I'm sure they have the time to spare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would love to upload pictures. Unfortunately my computer is down and i dont know how to shrink my pics on my brother's com. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it for now ! GtGz . bYez .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2244548309489353769?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2244548309489353769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2244548309489353769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2244548309489353769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2244548309489353769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/heart-broken-but-yet-liberated.html' title='Heart broken. But yet liberated.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1822806739332683494</id><published>2007-11-24T05:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T17:06:21.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After all that was said and done. Your still my number 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;People tell me that things would be better after exams. They were wrong. With so much time on my hands. I can't help but to think what is happening in your life. Are you doing okay? Are you having trouble with your studies? Whether you miss me ?(Tsk. Like that will ever happen. Well, this is the part i hope someone tells me you do miss me. BUT. Guess not.) All this questions I'll have to put aside since no one can answer them but yourself. Problem is, doubt I'll ever talk to you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's weird how sometimes when you try so hard to do something. Your bound to find mistakes. But when you least expects it. It comes to you naturally. All this while i've been trying to fight my emotions to keep everything under control. It isn't working. Maybe i'll try to let things happen as it should. (Maybe that's why i'm writing this now? lol. ) Problem is. If i do trust my emotions again. I'll most probably be hurting myself more than i would if it was under control. Friends close to me tell me i should move on and enjoy the sweet tender juicy fruits of life. (Delicious. And healthy. =])  AI!! But how can i enjoy em fruits if my tree uprooted itself and walked away? In other words, you were the tree in my life who produces sweet tender juicy fruits for me to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET A NEW TREE! That's the most common sensed thing to do. However, trees take time to grow and requires attention so that when they mature, they can produce em juicy sweet fruits. You were my first and it took me a hell lot of time to grow what we had. You mean more to me than just any other tree. You have sentimental values that no one can compare to. If i had a choice, I would have chained you down so you wouldn't leave because the soil was bad. I would have gone to the ends of the world to find a perfect fertilizer for you. Hell, i'll even scoop cow poo . Just so the soil would be perfect again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah. A part from the lousy description and humor. After all that is said and done. You are still my number 1. Oh and i admit. I still love you. And i miss you. Two thousand Five Hundred and six. 25 smooches was enough to make my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Don't mind the mushiness. I'm emotional now!&lt;br /&gt;Those with comment, feel free to drop one by clicking the button at the top right hand corner. X marks the spot. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A picture paints a thousand words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;But why can't i paint you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The words will never show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The you i've come to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1822806739332683494?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1822806739332683494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1822806739332683494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1822806739332683494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1822806739332683494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-all-that-was-said-and-done-your.html' title='After all that was said and done. Your still my number 1.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8542963624073706858</id><published>2007-11-19T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T03:08:18.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Man. Think im kinda out of touch with my revision. Gotta start soon. Don't want to be rushing when the new year commence. Chem test on energetics tml. Scuks. Nevertheless, can't wait for tml. I've been invited back to my secondary school prom night! Definitely gonna have a hell lot of fun. Still, doubt it will be better than last year. Yeah. I remember. Anywayz. I CAN"T WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else is there to talk about ? hmmm. Well. I kinda feel lonely nowadays. NAhh. Forget about it. Don't want to bore you with my emotions and fcuk up your day. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah. Had a movie marathon at my place sometime back. Aloy pat and russell came my house to watch some movies. Managed to squeeze in at least 4 movies from 11pm to 7 in the morning? Around there. Lol. Stuffed ourselves with drinks and snacks. It was fun. But tiring. Be sure guys, I'm gonna have another coming up soon. Well at least before the new year starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon. Wanna go sleep. Shave off a few more hours before tml night. Bye All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss me when i'm away?&lt;br /&gt;Do you think of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you turn on your bed, wishing i'd be there to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;If not. I'd rather die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8542963624073706858?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8542963624073706858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8542963624073706858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8542963624073706858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8542963624073706858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/sunday.html' title='Sunday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2658537094202667986</id><published>2007-11-16T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T02:16:47.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's been awhile.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Woo..It's been a while since i last updated my blog..close to three months? Don't really remember..Where to begin..OH yeah..Councilor camp..HaHa! The last day was the best! Huahuahuahua..Waited for Nadine to sleep so that i could play a prank on her..At first i was afraid she might wake up since she kept emphasizing she is a light sleeper..Fortunately, she isn't..Ones she fell asleep i poured powder on her hair and hands..HeHe. Than, i placed facial cream on her hands and face..Its than that the fun begins..HeHehE..I waited by her bed the whole night..Waiting for her to move..Technically, she was the one who made her own mess...she kept moving lol..HaHaHa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT!! So sorry nadine.. though it was fun, i felt kinda guilty. HeHe. But this happens only ones in a while!! hope your not mad..And yeah ill treat you ..Bleah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon..Just remembered i've got new dvd's to watch..Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I find myself standing where i was 4 months before.&lt;br /&gt;The day i begged with my knees on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing you with your bright little brown eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Staring so coldly as if they were ice.&lt;br /&gt;The sea filled my eyes and flooded my face.&lt;br /&gt;No, I ain't embarrassed, I felt no disgrace.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;But you shrugged me away.&lt;br /&gt;That's the day.&lt;br /&gt;My &lt;3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2658537094202667986?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2658537094202667986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2658537094202667986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2658537094202667986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2658537094202667986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-been-awhile.html' title='It&apos;s been awhile.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7645618234453182739</id><published>2007-10-22T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Dang. Been a while since i've blog. Where to begin. Hmmm. Oh yeah. Went out yesterday to catch balls of fury with din. Freaking lame show. But it was hilarious! Lol. Had like 3 donuts in the theatre! Okay well technically 2 and a half. Couldn't finish the last one so just ate the toppings. I was so freaking full man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around orchard for a little while after. And guess what? We went back to Taka to get more donuts lol. OMG. But the chocolate donut was nice. We stumbled upon this interesting corner where they sold Halloween stuff. Decided to put on some of their mask and play with their ghostly toys. Lol. Hilarious! And fun. Took a little picture. Haven't gotten all of them yet cause din had to go offline in a hurry just now. Bleah.  Anyways. Check em pics out yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a bus to TP after that and went home in a cab. Was rather shagged from all the eating and crapping around lol. Still. It was fun! Been a while since i've went out with my lil sister din. Yeah sister. close friends. So no wrong ideas. She's attached to a nice guy. Just try to your complications straighten out yeah din. Huahuahua. Oh and congrats for your EOY. PROMOTED! YEah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that what did i do ehh. Hmmm. Oh yeah. PW PW PW OP OP OP I and R. Went to Dhoby Ghaut with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kaya&lt;/span&gt; after school because she wanted to buy donuts for her boyfriend. Ran in the rain! From PS to some dodgy small shop at a corner of some building. Donuts seemed delicious though. Buy a dozen for $12, good deal. But not what i'm looking for currently. Quite sick of donuts already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. Just realized i hardly went out. Must have been a good boy lately. NOT! Actually, i spent most of my time chilling at home and attending school to get our OP done. Doing on development of musical devices. Fun topic to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remembered. Went out with Ivan and Gerald. Watched Chuck and Larry. We didn't realize it was M18 until we were about to enter the theatre lol. But they let us in anywayz. Sat between Ivan and Gerald. Man. Sitting between to guys while watching a gay movie. =/. BUT I'M TOTALLY STRAIGHT. haha. The show was funny. Really like Adam Sandler. One of my favourite actors. Apart from Maggie Q. Oh. Pretty Pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats. About. IT! To rap things up. I'll leave you with some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuK_0vuOBI/AAAAAAAAACo/JrFdHC1GF74/s1600-h/Picture+830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuK_0vuOBI/AAAAAAAAACo/JrFdHC1GF74/s320/Picture+830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123841830159267858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuKnkvuN_I/AAAAAAAAACY/kjUzkgZl58M/s1600-h/Picture+808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuKnkvuN_I/AAAAAAAAACY/kjUzkgZl58M/s320/Picture+808.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123841413547440114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuLMUvuOCI/AAAAAAAAACw/25RnrzB_ixs/s1600-h/Picture+811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuLMUvuOCI/AAAAAAAAACw/25RnrzB_ixs/s320/Picture+811.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123842044907632674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7645618234453182739?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7645618234453182739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7645618234453182739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7645618234453182739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7645618234453182739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/10/been-while.html' title='Been a while.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/RxuK_0vuOBI/AAAAAAAAACo/JrFdHC1GF74/s72-c/Picture+830.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5787391166762910356</id><published>2007-10-04T14:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T19:38:06.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh. Finally!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; OMG ! Like OMG! Freaking OMG! Fugly Hell! It's finally over! Yes! Two Weeks of hell is finally over! I'm starting to see the light. Yes i am. I'm so freaking happy now. YEAH! Shiat it's really over ehh?! HaHa. Don't mind my overly expressive introduction. I'm just freaking excited now because my promos are finally OVER! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm free as a bird. Nothing to worry about! Feels good man. OmG. HOWEVER. Too bad my best friends are either having EOY or mugging hard for O lvls. =/ Than again. I shouldn't be that excited. Since I've got no one to celebrate with. Hai! Hopefully there'd be steamboat tonight. Gonna bring my cam to snap some pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say now. Hmm. I guess studying like fug for my Promo examination has finally paid off. It feels good because i know i did my utterly best for it. However. If i still fail. Sad case. I guess i'll have to learn from my mistake. Refine my studying methods and try again! But for now! No time for worries! More time for parties! yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time. I'm off to my solitude life of mugging. YEAH right! Tata.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5787391166762910356?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5787391166762910356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5787391166762910356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5787391166762910356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5787391166762910356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-finally.html' title='Oh. Finally!'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7294503033923047619</id><published>2007-10-02T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 more papers!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Took a little break from my exams last Saturday night. Went to Clarke Quay to have dinner and picture taking. First time for me at Central. Don't want to bore you with my emotions and cause misunderstanding. Enjoy the pictures. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6YkvuN9I/AAAAAAAAACE/X5ItBSg9Ru8/s1600-h/P1010613+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6YkvuN9I/AAAAAAAAACE/X5ItBSg9Ru8/s320/P1010613+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116434845524703186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6TkvuN8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/c0LaQ7sRWEU/s1600-h/P1010591+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6TkvuN8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/c0LaQ7sRWEU/s320/P1010591+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116434759625357250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6OEvuN7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/2maPVP7miSM/s1600-h/P1010558+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6OEvuN7I/AAAAAAAAAB0/2maPVP7miSM/s320/P1010558+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116434665136076722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6C0vuN6I/AAAAAAAAABs/EtIPO8gub1M/s1600-h/P1010557+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6C0vuN6I/AAAAAAAAABs/EtIPO8gub1M/s320/P1010557+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116434471862548386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE57EvuN5I/AAAAAAAAABk/Ui8OFHZkxFA/s1600-h/P1010534+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE57EvuN5I/AAAAAAAAABk/Ui8OFHZkxFA/s320/P1010534+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116434338718562194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE5CkvuN2I/AAAAAAAAABM/kw9BL2N_HSE/s1600-h/P1010465+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE5CkvuN2I/AAAAAAAAABM/kw9BL2N_HSE/s320/P1010465+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116433368055953250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Till the next time. I'm off to my solitude life of mugging. TaTa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7294503033923047619?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7294503033923047619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7294503033923047619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7294503033923047619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7294503033923047619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/10/2-more-papers.html' title='2 more papers!'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/RwE6YkvuN9I/AAAAAAAAACE/X5ItBSg9Ru8/s72-c/P1010613+%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4212274125929122347</id><published>2007-09-29T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T16:30:01.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First saturday of the examination week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been like ages since I've last gone out with my friends for the night. Finally! I'm going out tonight! Unfortunately I've got to mug hard for now. Been quite blank lately. Must be due to all the last minute revisions. Lol. Gotta learn how to start revision earlier. Dammit. Haiz. But thats just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully there's flee market next Saturday. At least i can use that as an excuse to call my friends out. HaHaHa! And also do a little shopping. Been awhile since I've flatter myself with stuff. I have been saving up my money lately. (Not that i wanted to. Just did since I'm having exams and i couldn't go out.) But tonight I'm heading to Clarke Quay to chill and have dinner with me friends. Aloy rus pat. Hopefully i can take a few pictures. It be cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Gotta get back to my physics! Ah! Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to my solitude life of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;You amplify my happiness.&lt;br /&gt;You curtail my sadness.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4212274125929122347?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4212274125929122347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4212274125929122347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4212274125929122347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4212274125929122347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-saturday-of-examination-week.html' title='First saturday of the examination week.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7575431814234887600</id><published>2007-09-28T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T19:58:23.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;Apologies for my previous post. Think it was unwise of me to post it. For those who read it. That was me being stupid and really pissed off. So sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story cut short. I just want to be able to let go of my past. I don't want to care and love someone who is totally ignorant of my presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it has to be this way. Than so be it. Lessons learned. Time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next time. Good bye.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7575431814234887600?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7575431814234887600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7575431814234887600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7575431814234887600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7575431814234887600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/apologies-for-my-previous-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3657356796140928121</id><published>2007-09-27T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T22:53:43.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weeks nearly over! Four more paper!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Finally! Economics over! The paper was alright. I knew how to do the questions. Just forgot to add in certain points. Dammit. At least! At least! A pass please! HaHa. Feeling a little bit perky now. Because the major papers for this week are finally over! Got the chance to chill a little and replenish my energy with 6 hours of sleep! Tomorrow's CLB. Don't really have much to study. Mostly MCQ. HaHa. Going to start revising on my physics! Hopefully I'd do well for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kaya &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Toasted Bread &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;are perfect combinations. They work well for Breakfast. Lunch. Or dinner. They can satisfy you when your feeling a little greedy. They make your tummy feel happy. Nothing beats this combination. So PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE! Don't fret! Nothing can pull a part &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kaya &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Toasted Bread&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;! Because they are perfect for each other. HaHa. Worry not yeah? Enjoy the sweet lovely sticky feeling of lovey love love (Okay. I'm getting a little mushy. Totally not me but wth. It's for the benefit of a friend! HaHa!) Cheer Up yeah! When your feeling lonely or down. Don't hesitate to give me a message. All the best to yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today! Back to my solitude life of mugging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hey pal.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;Dream of the clouds high above.&lt;br /&gt;Thats where you'll find love.&lt;br /&gt;Forget your past.&lt;br /&gt;This is a must.&lt;br /&gt;To find new love.&lt;br /&gt;It's waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep tight!&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the bed bugs bite!&lt;br /&gt;Good night. Sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3657356796140928121?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3657356796140928121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3657356796140928121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3657356796140928121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3657356796140928121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/weeks-nearly-over-four-more-paper.html' title='Weeks nearly over! Four more paper!'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2747751644215703550</id><published>2007-09-26T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T01:36:22.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been ages since I've last studied till late for a paper. Well, the blames on me. Didn't really focused much on my chemistry lately. Most probably going to spend the whole night. Or should i say morning. Revising whatever i can. Math today was average. 50/50 i guess. Hopefully a pass at least. Looking forward to the last paper for the week. At least I'll have the weekends to revise my physics ( the subject I'm trying my very best to do extremely well in) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say my life is rather screwed up now. Haven't really gotten over the incident. But what the hell. I was reminded of my past today. Great memories. But yet it hurts to remember. So many "what if" on my mind. I feel sad but. I can't really do anything about my emotions now. I guess I'll just try to take it with ease. Feel it. Learn it. Conquer it. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what i really want. I'm just really confuse with my emotions. It feels like I'm being pulled a part. I guess with time. My confusions will be sorted out and I'll be able to pursue what i really want. But for now. I've got a bigger problem at hand. My promotional exams. Hopefully I'll get promoted. Knowing i do will definitely take a load off my shoulder. Then finally I'll get to party! Final paper next Wednesday. Russel. Aloy. Ivan. KT. Pat. Nad. Hu. Whoever. Feel free to book me on that day if you wanna go out. First come first serve. (Priorities set.) Timing after noon. Breaks over. 01.30 now. Time to get back to my solitude life of mugging. Till the next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Now that you've finally spoken.&lt;br /&gt;My heart's broken.&lt;br /&gt;All the promises you've made.&lt;br /&gt;Were nothing but lies.&lt;br /&gt;I've wasted all my tears.&lt;br /&gt;In all those years.&lt;br /&gt;To be brought high in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;And dropped back down from so high.&lt;br /&gt;I fell to my knees.&lt;br /&gt;As it was nothing for you but a breeze.&lt;br /&gt;To be the one.&lt;br /&gt;The one i loved so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;Break me.&lt;br /&gt;Into pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2747751644215703550?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2747751644215703550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2747751644215703550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2747751644215703550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2747751644215703550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/yet-again.html' title='Yet again.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5634018579511393705</id><published>2007-09-24T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T00:39:03.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You were always on my mind.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sitting in this dull room alone. Trying to revise the never ending chapters. I can't help but to listen to my collection of love songs. This song caught my attention while i was doing AP GP. Lol. Hope you enjoy it. It has a lot of meaning to it. Always on my mind. By Michael Buble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Always On My Mind"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't treat you&lt;br /&gt;Quite as good as I should have&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't love you&lt;br /&gt;Quite as often as I could have&lt;br /&gt;Little things I should have said &amp;amp; done&lt;br /&gt;I just never took the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I didn't hold you&lt;br /&gt;All those lonely, lonely times&lt;br /&gt;And I guess I never told you&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy that you're mine&lt;br /&gt;If I made you feel second best&lt;br /&gt;Girl, I'm sorry I was blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, tell me that your&lt;br /&gt;Sweet love hasn't died&lt;br /&gt;Give me, give me one more chance&lt;br /&gt;To keep you satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little things I should have said &amp;amp; done&lt;br /&gt;I just never took the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You were always on my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I hope you will find meaning in this song as i did.&lt;br /&gt;Bye stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5634018579511393705?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5634018579511393705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5634018579511393705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5634018579511393705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5634018579511393705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-were-always-on-my-mind.html' title='You were always on my mind.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8199085096943188204</id><published>2007-09-23T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:15:10.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promos.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;D-day tomorrow. Best of luck and God speed hands for those taking their promos. It's quite inevitable that I'll fail. But, at least I'll try my best. Don't want going on to J2 with half the syllabus unrevised. That be worst than retaking J1 again. Till the next time i come online. Bye bye~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Is this your making? Because my hearts for the taking.&lt;br /&gt;To see your smile. Oh it brings me miles.&lt;br /&gt;To see your eyes. Oh it shows no disguise.&lt;br /&gt;Pure and true. That is you.&lt;br /&gt;Oh it's you.&lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you.&lt;br /&gt;Not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8199085096943188204?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8199085096943188204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8199085096943188204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8199085096943188204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8199085096943188204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/promos.html' title='Promos.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-9116082332972179065</id><published>2007-09-22T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T23:02:39.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I couldn't agree with you more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It is really an eye opener to read a parents view on how a child should be raised.  A totally new experience. Every parent has their own ways of raising their child. Some may shower them with care and protection. Some may even let their child fall so that they can learn from the pain. It is also amazing to know how much a parent is willing to give their child and not expect any gratitude. All in all. I couldn't agree with you more. Lesson learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dang girl. You got me missing you again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-9116082332972179065?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9116082332972179065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=9116082332972179065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/9116082332972179065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/9116082332972179065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-couldnt-agree-with-you-more.html' title='I couldn&apos;t agree with you more.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4829288392099200514</id><published>2007-09-21T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:25.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPkEUvuNzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sy2LvsK-Ew8/s1600-h/P1010071+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPkEUvuNzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sy2LvsK-Ew8/s320/P1010071+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112680764935124786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Short on time. Decided to just post some pictures. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Pro Keds. Never failed to make my feet happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPjn0vuNyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sSMhUdVPvp8/s1600-h/IMG_0974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPjn0vuNyI/AAAAAAAAAAs/sSMhUdVPvp8/s320/IMG_0974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112680275308853026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Nothing beats the smell of money in the morning. Rightz. Lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPjPkvuNxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iHyytdjkO1w/s1600-h/P1010251+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPjPkvuNxI/AAAAAAAAAAk/iHyytdjkO1w/s320/P1010251+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112679858697025298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to be cool! But. It was a failure. =/ Dang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4829288392099200514?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4829288392099200514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4829288392099200514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4829288392099200514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4829288392099200514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/short-on-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/RvPkEUvuNzI/AAAAAAAAAA0/sy2LvsK-Ew8/s72-c/P1010071+%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-2552084909956376399</id><published>2007-09-21T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T02:25:00.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You wouldn't know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I do not really know what did i do wrong. I do not really know why i did the things i did before. I do not really know how i felt. I was confused. I still am now.  I was given the opportunity to care, love and to simply live the life many have dream t of. I believe there are many imperfections in me that has caused many mistakes in our relationship. These mistakes were the reason why i lost you. No amount of apologies or gifts can offset the things that i have done. I know that i am not in a position to win back your love because you have already found someone else. I just want you to know this. My feelings for you weren't a mistake. My emotions than were true and no one else can ever feel the way i felt. I went through thick and thin with you. From the times when i talked you through your problems with your pass relationships. The times when we discuss about our assignments till late. To the period when you were depressed. I have build myself a life time of memories and emotions with you. I fought my way from being strangers, to acquaintance, to friend, to best friend,to boyfriend. I have suffered much disappointments, jealousy and heart breaks to be where i stood just 2 months ago. You didn't know this. But i was proud to be with you. I was proud not by the fact that many looked up to us for being the perfect couple. But i was proud because i knew i fought hard to be with you. That meant a lot to me and it has definitely proven my love for you. However, blinded by my work and exhaustion, i have failed to cherish the things that you have done for me. With us being distant due to inappreciable circumstances, I begin to feel insecure d. My actions that night has proven how blind i can be. It was rather unfair to you and i know it. If was i given an opportunity to rewrite my pass, I would have just said i love you and let you go to bed. Things would have been fine. I know it is already too late to do anything about it. I have tried my best to forget about the things that has happened. It seemed easy for you. But it proves difficult for me. Till this very day. I still have emotions for you. If only i could completely pull myself away from you. I was given the opportunity to love someone else. I didn't expect it but it happened. I pray that i could get my heart back from you. So that i can be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hands shaking, my minds failing. Trying to keep a calm face, i tried to speak in a steady pace. My heart was frantically beating and i wasn't kidding. I can't believe how much emotions i'm holding. Because my heart was exploding. I was pushed back into a corner, and i couldn't hold it in any longer. You ask me to speak. And that was what i did. I told you how i felt. And started to melt. Yes you my friend.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-2552084909956376399?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/2552084909956376399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=2552084909956376399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2552084909956376399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/2552084909956376399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/you-wouldnt-know.html' title='You wouldn&apos;t know'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4904839817998366731</id><published>2007-09-19T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T23:19:12.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't know what i'm doing. But i know how i'm feeling.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Ah! Having stomach ache now. Really bad. Must be the dam seaweed chips. Anyway i went to school today. Had Econs and Maths. After that my friends and i skipped school so that we can go home to study. Somehow i followed my friend to Serangoon Central. I didn't expect it but. I saw her mum driving by and waving at me. I was so stunned i didn't do anything else but stare. Kinda mean of me yeah? haha. But wth. They are good parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways! For &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;K &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;B&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;. No worries yeah. Insecurities are always there. Try to let go a little and give him a little more trust. ACJC isn't like the end of your relationship. HaHa. Take it as a big test on the love for each other. Pass this and your relationship will be much stronger. I'm sure at the end of the day the one person he will always go back to is YOU. So don't fret. I'm sure no matter how much a girl tries to woo him. You'd always be in his heart. =D Just don't expect so much yeah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for night studies today. Did quite a bit of maths and physics. Crapped around with Russel. Think he was missing a screw and his funny bone wasn't under control. He kept crapping around and calling people names. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Today the sun shined brightly in the afternoon. I was reminded of the warmth it brings me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;So close to my heart and soul. But yet so far from my body and hugs.&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;With that I'm off to my solitude life of mugging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4904839817998366731?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4904839817998366731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4904839817998366731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4904839817998366731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4904839817998366731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-know-what-im-doing-but-i-know.html' title='I don&apos;t know what i&apos;m doing. But i know how i&apos;m feeling.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7739272142722417222</id><published>2007-09-18T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T22:04:15.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just a little something.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Don't really have much to say. I'll leave you with the lyrics of a song i wrote. NOT! Haha. It's a song written by Muse.  It's cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You could be my unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Choice to live my life extended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You could be the one who listens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; To my deepest inquisitions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You could be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; But I'm busy mending broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; First there was the one who challenged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; All my dreams and all my balance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; She could never be as good as you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You could be my unintended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Choice to live my life extended&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; You should be the one I'll always love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; But I'm busy mending broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; I'll be there as soon as I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; But I'm busy mending broken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Pieces of the life I had before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; Before you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Nice lyrics ehh. Till the next time. I'm off to my solitude life of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've never had a sunshine greater than this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7739272142722417222?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7739272142722417222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7739272142722417222' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7739272142722417222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7739272142722417222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-little-something.html' title='Just a little something.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-272176221750479164</id><published>2007-09-16T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:26.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel. Bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RuwXCJb_MdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aDFDAzkWUZs/s1600-h/mugger.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RuwXCJb_MdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aDFDAzkWUZs/s320/mugger.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110485002819154386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sister just went overseas for some business trip for one week. Gonna miss her. Hope you have the time to shop and get me some cool t-shirt or something. =D. Lazy day today. Spent my mornings and afternoons in the study room trying to revise as much as i can. Had tuition at around 12.50. Went to see my sister off at the airport at night. Had dinner at some Chinese restaurant at the airport. The food was. Ughs! Worst than home cooked food. Brother had this noodles that looked like maggi mee but tasted nothing like it. To say the truth, it was tasteless! I had fried rice. It was rather dull. Hardly had any taste in it too. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;While waiting for my sister to see the doctor. (most probably got the sickness from me. Oops) I went into this perfume shop to do a little sniffing. Stumbled upon Ralph Laurent (don't mind the spelling. Can't really remember) blue bottle. Ah! The smell of reminisce. Perfect. Reminds me of my ex girlfriend. (Cheers to you and your lover.) But wth. Thats just part of the memory. Guess it's the only perfume that makes my head turn. HeHeHe. Not because i wish to see my ex girlfriend! But because it just smells great. So girls have a bottle. Guys too. That's if your gay. Its worth it! But id be sniffing all day if you wear it out with me. HaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Hmmm. Thats about it for today. Till the next post. Back to my solitude life of mugging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;To you. I wish you well. Stay happy. Stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Missing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-272176221750479164?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/272176221750479164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=272176221750479164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/272176221750479164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/272176221750479164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-feel-bored.html' title='I feel. Bored.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/RuwXCJb_MdI/AAAAAAAAAAc/aDFDAzkWUZs/s72-c/mugger.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7071169266628986709</id><published>2007-09-12T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T01:09:20.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little something from the pass.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's been awhile since I've talked about it. But what the hell. I think this is the last time I'll do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Here's a little something I've cooked up from my sea of phrases i got from places. It isn't great. But at least it's something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I don't know if I'm wrong. Cause she's only just gone.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to another relationship. With a guy she worship.&lt;br /&gt;I said my good byes and you wished me well. But you couldn't tell. I was unwell.&lt;br /&gt;By the very fact. That i fell through the crack.&lt;br /&gt;When i saw you with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left some love for you. Thinking you'd come back.&lt;br /&gt;For your the one person I'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;The summer's never warm when your not there.&lt;br /&gt;To hold me. To kiss me. And just be fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times almost up.&lt;br /&gt;I've nearly given up.&lt;br /&gt;You no longer love me so why be with me?&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid to see you. But i wanted to.&lt;br /&gt;No. Not that way. Not with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late. I've given up.&lt;br /&gt;Two years was long. And my love was strong.&lt;br /&gt;But it was time to move on. And all is gone.&lt;br /&gt;I've finally forgot. Thanks a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Cheers to you girl. 2506. Marche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;With that. I'm off to my solitude life of mugging. Bye stranger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7071169266628986709?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7071169266628986709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7071169266628986709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7071169266628986709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7071169266628986709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-something-from-pass.html' title='A little something from the pass.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-6813847131485199850</id><published>2007-09-11T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:50:44.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day of my week. First day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;UNFORTUNATELY. I didn't go to school on Monday. I was tired and my body was killing me! Ended up staying home revising my work. Before welcoming friend to me house! Head on to island creamery for some ice cream before sending me friend to the bus stop. Man it was a tiring day. Anyways! Tuesday. I never knew I'd say this but. The first day of school was great! Get to see my friends and all. Basically tried my best to stay on form for the whole day. Anyways. Good to hear &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kaya&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Bread   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;are back together. At least he did apologize yeah. However! Ill be keeping track on the things he do. So update me yeah. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Kaya's&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; HIGH! HaHaHa. Thats about it for today! Bye stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn't guess it. But i admit.&lt;br /&gt;I miss you. Friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-6813847131485199850?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6813847131485199850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=6813847131485199850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6813847131485199850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6813847131485199850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/second-day-of-my-week-first-day-of.html' title='Second day of my week. First day of school'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-6554290272536637230</id><published>2007-09-10T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T23:14:47.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A little side order for my main dish.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Apart from my outings. I'd like to say a little more.&lt;br /&gt;I've never cared for someone more than i do now.&lt;br /&gt;I've never felt so much for someone more than i do now.&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen things the way i do now.&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how you blew my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I do not care who you love.&lt;br /&gt;I do not care who your with.&lt;br /&gt;I only care about us.&lt;br /&gt;I only care about you being you.&lt;br /&gt;I only care about you and me being happy.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever we go and wherever we are.&lt;br /&gt;All i want is for you to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Your the best dam thing that happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;And you will always be.&lt;br /&gt;I'll pray for the day your free of your troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Your the one person I'll never let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;And its true! You know who you are. Oh and all the best to you and Ahem. HaHa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still figuring out who my friend is?! You really wanna know?! Do you?! Well. Fine ill just tell you. She is.....Drum roll please....Announcing my friend....She is..........Like I'll say. HaHaHa! If you figure out who she is. Give me a tag. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm off to my solitude life of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-6554290272536637230?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/6554290272536637230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=6554290272536637230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6554290272536637230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/6554290272536637230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/little-side-order-for-my-main-dish.html' title='A little side order for my main dish.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-1234102217352255696</id><published>2007-09-10T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:14:34.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The final day of my week. Practically mugged the whole morning and afternoon away. Went to Tiong Bahru to meet my friend supposedly at 5.30. But &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;tuition lasted for more than 3 hours so ended up meeting at around 6.30. The waiting was a little lonely. ='( But wth. Shyt Happens. (Need Not feel guilty yeah) My friend looked so shagged after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; tuition!! Made me kinda worried. But anyhow. Went to city hall to have some dessert before running off for some shopping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; bought some sweets before we headed into Coffee Bean to chill. I had some warm tea while  had a Cheese braid. Sat at some dodgy corner and started camwhoring! Lol. It was fun. Since &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;had to go home early, we rushed off to some place near peninsula hotel and started taking more pictures.  A total of 131 pictures and 1 video was taken . Lol thats a record in my book.  Took the train home. My friend went off two stops after mine because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;wanted to meet someone. ( Yet again i ain't tellin.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Basically took the train to Newton and went to take a bus home. It was a long journey. Took my time to think. Don't want to go into details. It'll just bore you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Words to describe the outing. Record breaking. Words to describe my Sunday. Something new. Words to describe my friend. A whole lot of love and care in a little person called ******. LIKE I'LL TELL YOU WHO MY FRIEND IS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Plenty of pictures. However. Like i said. I wont upload them. haHaHa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-1234102217352255696?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/1234102217352255696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=1234102217352255696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1234102217352255696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/1234102217352255696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/sunday.html' title='Sunday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5675448687337221426</id><published>2007-09-10T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:13:26.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Another day well spent with my new found friend. (Actually, I knew &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; for years. Just didn't really talk. Till now) Met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;at around 2.30 after my tuition. Went off to Cine to get watch Hairspray. But ended up watching Evan Almighty. Funny show. But no logic? I think. Spent most of our time and cash at the flee market just behind Cineleisure. Well, actually spent most of my friends money. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;We spent hours moving from one side of the flee market to another side of a flee market to another side of the flee market we didn't really walk to another side of the flee market. Amazing how many sides a flee market can have. LOL. Left my friend at one side of the flee market and i went off to buy something for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;her. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Didn't want my friend to know because i wanted it to be a surprise! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought shades, badges. Yeah thats about it for me. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;on the other hand bought a whole lot of things. How many? Go check out my friendster. See the picture with me holding a paper bag. Wearing a blue t shirt with jeans and blue shoes looking spastic. Thats how much &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt; bought. Not much you might say. But its A LOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the flee market, we headed back to cine to watch Evan almighty. Oh before we did i surprised &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; with the gift i bought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;liked it. Why? Because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;She &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;chose it without knowing ill buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Tips to guys. LISTEN to girls when your out with them. Firstly, It's fun to know a little more about them. And its only right to give a listening ear. Secondly, they'll always give hints to what they like and dislike. =D Most importantly. Do give PLEASANT comments on the way they look or just how perfect their hair sets on their head that particular day.) Not saying that i know everything. But. Thats what I'll do. =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the remaining time we had, we went down to REVOLTAGE to take a look. My friend chose me this really nice t-shirt. Gave it a try. And it really did turn out nice. Decided to buy it and guess what! I got a free Badge to go along with the  t-shirt! Cool ehh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;It was already 7 plus?! Yeah. Walked my friend to Orchard MRT because &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; had to meet someone. Haha. Like I'll tell you who it is. On the way there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; had some last minute touch up. Put on some perfume. Ruffled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; hair. Told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; her sh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; looked  great and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;she &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;went off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Took a train home and mugged my night away. HaHa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Words to describe my outing. A little short but worth a lot. Words to describe my Saturday. The best dam Saturday i ever had! And its true! Words to describe my friend. The best dam thing that happened in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have pictures of the outing. But. Like i'll show you! It's only for me and my friend. Hah! (Any guesses on who my friend is? Heh. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5675448687337221426?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5675448687337221426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5675448687337221426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5675448687337221426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5675448687337221426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/saturday.html' title='Saturday'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7039940596365865808</id><published>2007-09-10T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:52:17.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;An unexpected outing with my secondary school friends. And with my friend i went out with on Tuesday. Went to Marina to have a little steamboat. Wasn't really on my best form because the meeting started off rather rough. Jac cried. EEEK! Nel got a little emo (Because he didn't wore black too?) i think. ANYWAYS. It all went well because my friend was there. Hah. Ate CHICKEN all the way. Had one or two man tao. Can't really remember what else did i eat. The dinner was great. The picture taking after that was greater. Went around marina to take pictures. Took the MRT all the way to Braddell. Dropped off together with a couple of my friends. Helped my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;mail some cash for her clothing. But the dam mail didn't get through. Hopefully it wasn't the mail man who took the cash! Dammit. Went home after that to mug. Words to describe my outing. Reminiscence. Words to describe my Wednesday. Fair. Words to describe my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;friend. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;The best i ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have pictures. But i'm not uploading them. Wouldn't you like to know WHO is MY MYSTERY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;friend&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;?! Like i'll tell you. Lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7039940596365865808?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7039940596365865808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7039940596365865808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7039940596365865808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7039940596365865808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/wednesday.html' title='Wednesday.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3352202121307530676</id><published>2007-09-10T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T21:39:35.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Week one.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Just noticed i haven't really blogged lately. Just left a little words here and there. But. Here is goes.  Tuesday. Went out with one of my long lost friend. Went to Bishan To catch a movie and had dinner.(More details of it from my previous post)  Never had i expected it to go so well. Like. Whenever i go out with someone. There are always certain areas that i cant really clique with them. Different frequency.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, with this particular friend, everything went so smoothly i didn't even have to try. I was so comfortable i felt no tension between us. It was like watching your favorite movie where every single bit of it just grabs your attention because you love it so much. And before you know it. The movie ends. Like how my outing on Tuesday ended. With the climax, at the doorstep when i surprised my friend with a little gift i got. Haha. Cost of gift, $xx (Like ill say) Cost of the expression on her&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;face,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;! I got to hand it to my friend. Really know how to make my day. Really know how to get me on the right side. Usually it takes time for people to get to really know me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Words to describe the outing. NONE. Words to describe my Tuesday. Couldn't been better even if you try! Words to describe my friend. One of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't got pictures because i don't remember taking any! (Wouldn't you like to know who this mystery friend is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3352202121307530676?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3352202121307530676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3352202121307530676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3352202121307530676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3352202121307530676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/week-one.html' title='Week one.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4660481031736928308</id><published>2007-09-09T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:28:46.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish i could.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255); font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;I wish i could reveal. However. Should i. Should i not. Maybe not just yet. Maybe now. Bleah! No idea. Would you. Thats the thing. I don't know! Nightz.&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/3605099840791947140-4660481031736928308?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4660481031736928308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4660481031736928308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4660481031736928308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4660481031736928308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-wish-i-could.html' title='I wish i could.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5973498297994053698</id><published>2007-09-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:48:38.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-family: courier new;"&gt;If i had magical powers. I'd wish you free of the memories that's holding you back. If i had magical powers. I'd wish myself a new cool cap. If i had magical powers. I'd wish for what is on my mind now. If i had magical powers. I'd wish to constantly surprise you somehow. IF. I had magical powers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5973498297994053698?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5973498297994053698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5973498297994053698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5973498297994053698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5973498297994053698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/if.html' title='IF.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7004793091920475565</id><published>2007-09-07T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T20:16:28.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wouldnt you like to know?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: courier new; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Under the mask. I couldn't see. But through your eyes i saw me. We are one. In phase. In sync. Complete. Nothing can pull us apart. We are one. In phase. In sync. Complete. A new state of mind. A lot like love. We are one. In phase. In sync. Complete.I see happiness. I see closeness. I feel something. More than love. We are one. Complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7004793091920475565?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7004793091920475565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7004793091920475565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7004793091920475565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7004793091920475565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/wouldnt-you-like-to-know.html' title='Wouldnt you like to know?'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-560958325271213440</id><published>2007-09-06T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T01:19:29.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Change.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Passwords. Names. Dates. Time for a change. Realized it isn't what i was looking for. I was confused before, but its clear now. All i ever needed was someone who could relate to me and talk to me. You weren't the one. It was fun to have you around. It just didn't work. I'm not cut out for that kind of lifestyle. Fell back on my friends. Gotta thank them all. Really. Meng Liang. Patrina. Russel. And NADINE! WE ROCK! All that i ever needed was in front of me. Tuesday was fun. Seriously. Had the BEST outing ever. And i mean the BEST! I simply cant portray my emotions on a canvas with words or colours. You wouldn't feel the best of it. For once i felt satisfied to have brought happiness to someone again. With your presence, i just want to make everyone happy. So thanks yeah friend. Love you loads as a friend man. A little detail on the outing. Went bishan to watch Ratatooiiee. Second seat from the front! The sound system kinda suck but it didn't matter. Had fun anyways. Went down to shop. Got my friend a nice shirt. Went to the bus stop and waited for 15 minutes for a bus that would only arrive like in 9 hours time. LOL. Decided to walk back. Talked and crapped all the way back. Saw rats on the way back home. Than! Surprise surprise!! I couldn't wait so i just gave her the gift! Haha! So funny to see her reaction la! Can't wait for Saturday! Be there or ill kill you! Huahuahua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Apologies for my monotonic way of typing. I'm exhausted! TaTa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-560958325271213440?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/560958325271213440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=560958325271213440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/560958325271213440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/560958325271213440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/09/change.html' title='Change.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5727091401847233649</id><published>2007-08-28T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T23:23:23.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel. Strangely Fine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Olle! 26 more days till promos. Cant wait to get it over with. Definitely with good grades. Wouldnt want to be failing! Than will i have the chance to PARTY!! Yeah. Counting my days till i go out again! Today was interesting. Had a rather long day. Managed to get by rather productively. Found out some interesting facts. Woo. Man i gotta watch this. Anyway! Off to the showers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dang you look lush! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5727091401847233649?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5727091401847233649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5727091401847233649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5727091401847233649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5727091401847233649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-feel-strangely-fine.html' title='I feel. Strangely Fine.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7160963759188246144</id><published>2007-08-26T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T06:52:26.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RtGZbmdNJWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0_RZDOwKBEc/s1600-h/P1010143+%28Medium%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kMxigxt1BrY/RtGZbmdNJWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0_RZDOwKBEc/s320/P1010143+%28Medium%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103028552246044002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7160963759188246144?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7160963759188246144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7160963759188246144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7160963759188246144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7160963759188246144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_kMxigxt1BrY/RtGZbmdNJWI/AAAAAAAAAAU/0_RZDOwKBEc/s72-c/P1010143+%28Medium%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8244389854123642396</id><published>2007-08-26T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T20:58:37.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25 Aug. 07.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Happy Birthday Meng Liang. I expect the same for my birthday! Hope you can surprise me with someone too yeah. Huahuahuahua! It was the best to see your reaction. Too bad my hand wasnt quick enough, failed to capture that scene..HUAHUAHUHAUAHAU! Your chance was there! but you didnt grasp it! Ah! Anyway it was fun though. Despite me not being in tip top shape.  But  whatever.  If my care doesnt deserve appreciation. Than i wont give it. She needs the security i guess. So i cant stop her. Neither is anyone stopping me ! Too bad we didnt get Chiong Sam gal no. for Russel ehh! ahaha! First time that i actually see him so happy and turned on. huahuahuahuahua! you too man! Anyways, the pictures are with me. Best just pass me a thumbdrive and ill upload it for you. Too many to send through msn.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;I officially declare independence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Chapter Ended&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Everything we had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8244389854123642396?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8244389854123642396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=8244389854123642396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8244389854123642396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/8244389854123642396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/25-aug-07.html' title='25 Aug. 07.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-9122961145082649040</id><published>2007-08-25T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T03:37:07.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah. Whatever.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I have cried, i have died, i have revived. Sadness overwhelmed me. But enlightenment revived me. I have finally found a reason not to wait for you. Ive finally found a reason not to care. Our time together was magnificent, but if they do not deserve being in your heart. Than i will not too. With all my energy and attention, i have been trying my utter best to let go of my pass. It has been two months and that was what i saw. Time may not be the factor to prove how much one love another. However, it definitely helped in forgetting you. Jealousy does not work with me now because my emotions are numbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk it. My life will be much better off without you. I'm too young and i was a fool to commit myself to you. It takes two hands to clap. I guess in our relationship it did not work out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With every hurt i get, i'm a step closer to my way to success. Thanks for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish you happiness in your next relationship and luck for your dude. I think you'll need it. ^^ Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, fcuk it, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chapter ended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-9122961145082649040?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/9122961145082649040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=9122961145082649040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/9122961145082649040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/9122961145082649040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/ah-whatever.html' title='Ah. Whatever.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4876470438306323314</id><published>2007-08-20T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T22:51:24.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Post Post.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Updating now..Happy?! Lol. Exams are around the corner. 35 more days till D day. Having maths test and Chem SPA tomorrow. Wish me luck. Things are as usual. Quite happy i made it till today. I still think of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; though. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You still dance to the beat of my heart&lt;/span&gt;. And of cause i do &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;miss you&lt;/span&gt;. Wish &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; all the best for Chem tomorrow. If&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; your&lt;/span&gt; reading this. Remember! Reactant -&gt; Product. Left -&gt; Right. Increase in left, equil. line move right. Increase in Right, equil. line move left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Off to continue with my maths. Wish me luck! really need it. Think ill most probably skip PE tomorrow to spend time with my dear maths book. Nerd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TaTa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You still dance to the beat of my heart.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4876470438306323314?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4876470438306323314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4876470438306323314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4876470438306323314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4876470438306323314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/post-post-post.html' title='Post Post Post.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4175985047804672183</id><published>2007-08-09T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T01:28:53.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night of content.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;New place. New environment. Enjoyed it. Sort of went all out. Thanks to Aloy and Rus for the accompaniment. haha! im sure you guys did enjoy tonight too.  Feels good to finally feel this way again. Feels good to be back on my own two feet. (Close to it. )  To nad. Hope your dad gets well and hope you rock the stage the next time you dance! hah. To Aloy and Rus. Thanks for today and all the best for your results on monday! Gotta suck ehh. Haha. Finally, to PIG! Enjoyed emoing, sianing and laming with you. Rofl. Gotta try my best not to be an Owl. Haiz. Exams are close. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To all who is reading my blog. BYE BYE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butcher Out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4175985047804672183?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4175985047804672183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=4175985047804672183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4175985047804672183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/4175985047804672183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/night-of-content.html' title='Night of content.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3631339324170815690</id><published>2007-08-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T23:43:17.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Does it really matter if i cared?? does it really matter if i bothered ? does is really matter if i tried? does it really matter if i succeed? does it really matter to you.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3631339324170815690?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3631339324170815690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3631339324170815690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3631339324170815690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3631339324170815690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/08/confused.html' title='Confused.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7371118698522522241</id><published>2007-07-29T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T10:15:43.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"That's Life"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Don't let it get you, don't let it get you down&lt;br /&gt;For this world keeps on spinning 'round)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life&lt;br /&gt;That's what all the people say&lt;br /&gt;You're riding high in April&lt;br /&gt;You're shot down in May&lt;br /&gt;I know I'm gonna change that tune&lt;br /&gt;When I'm back on top in June&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I say that's life&lt;br /&gt;&amp; as funny as it may seem&lt;br /&gt;Some people get their kicks&lt;br /&gt;Stompin' on your dreams&lt;br /&gt;But I don't let it, let it get me down&lt;br /&gt;'Cause this fine ol' world keeps spinning 'round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,&lt;br /&gt;A poet, a pawn &amp;amp; a king&lt;br /&gt;I've been up &amp; down &amp;amp; over &amp; out&lt;br /&gt;But I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;Each time I find myself, flat on this face&lt;br /&gt;I pick myself up &amp;amp; get back in the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life&lt;br /&gt;I can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;I thought of quitting, baby&lt;br /&gt;This heart wasn't gonna buy it&lt;br /&gt;And if I didn't think it was worth one single try&lt;br /&gt;I'd jump right on a big bird &amp; then I'd fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a puppet, a pauper, a pirate,&lt;br /&gt;A poet, a pawn &amp;amp; a king&lt;br /&gt;I've been up &amp; down &amp;amp; over &amp; out&lt;br /&gt;And I know one thing&lt;br /&gt;Each time I find myself flat on my face&lt;br /&gt;I pick myself up &amp;amp; get back in the race&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's life&lt;br /&gt;That's life &amp; I can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Many times I thought of cutting out&lt;br /&gt;But my heart won't buy it&lt;br /&gt;But if there's nothing shakin' come this here July&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna roll&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna roll&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna roll myself up in a big ball &amp;amp; die&lt;br /&gt;Can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;That's life&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/3605099840791947140-7371118698522522241?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7371118698522522241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7371118698522522241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7371118698522522241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7371118698522522241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/07/thats-life-dont-let-it-get-you-dont-let.html' title=''/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7013688180332253259</id><published>2007-07-18T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T22:51:18.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointment, Expectations, Emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;CRYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;I was alright for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I could smile for a while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; But when I saw you last night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; you held my hand so tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; when you stopped to say 'hello'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; And though you wished to me well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; you couldn't tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; That I was crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Said to so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Left me standing all alone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Alone and crying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Its hard to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; That the touch of your hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; can start me crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I thought that I was over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; But its true, so true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I love you even more than I did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; But, darling, what can I do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; while you don't love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; And I'll always be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Yes, now your gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; And from this moment on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; I'll be crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; (crying)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Crying over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Over you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7013688180332253259?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/7013688180332253259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=7013688180332253259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7013688180332253259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/7013688180332253259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/07/disappointment-expectations-emotions.html' title='Disappointment, Expectations, Emotions.'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-5944929467585219880</id><published>2007-07-17T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T23:40:16.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>exhausted by this endless fight to stay the way i should be..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Quite tired of pretending im fine..After all the things said and done..im still the way i am now..emotionally drained..physically pretending..im tired and im sick..&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;please dont write me off just yet..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-5944929467585219880?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/5944929467585219880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=5944929467585219880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5944929467585219880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/5944929467585219880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/07/exhausted-by-this-endless-fight-to-stay.html' title='exhausted by this endless fight to stay the way i should be..'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-3380304593020701552</id><published>2007-07-16T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T19:07:41.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 steps front..1 step back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Its not the soar..its the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; emotion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..every two steps forward usually requires a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;step back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..productivity is out of the question..whats more important now is hanging on..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'd be very happy if i am able to hang on for as long as a year..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);font-size:100%;" &gt;Hard as a rock on the outside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;but soft as a feather on the inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Words cannot explain how i feel now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;..Overtime my emotions might change..but this is what i am feeling now and what i am going through..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Our brain requires hardship in life..if not it just becomes dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;With every passing day,with every passing hour,with every passing minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-3380304593020701552?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/3380304593020701552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3605099840791947140&amp;postID=3380304593020701552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3380304593020701552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3605099840791947140/posts/default/3380304593020701552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/2007/07/2-steps-front1-step-back.html' title='2 steps front..1 step back'/><author><name>Minus</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09043059561941333996</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-8486818049353770814</id><published>2007-07-14T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:04:57.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 cups to fill...one is empty and another is broken..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This few days hasnt been good for me..no new news from school..friends are perfect..(thanks aloy and pat for accompanying me whenever). My family's THE family. But me..im not..im down..im sad...im depressed..im weak..im drained from my emotions and my work..words of encouragement and love doesnt really make a difference to me now..there are plenty of frens and best frens around me cheering me up and pushing me ahead..i can never show my emotions with word alone..but ill just say i really really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU GUYS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..Especially you two..you know who you are..one is empty and another is broken..i cannot repair my broken cup unless &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; are here..8 other cups are balanced but yours isnt..many have told me to throw you away..but your cup has much sentimental value to me and it isnt easy to throw it away..every single day i just wish i could fill it up again so my life can be the way it should be..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Does my emotions play a part in the decision?? do i play apart in your emotions?? Questions i really wanna know but answers im really scared to hear..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Living in my world of irony..i cant really decide what i want to do..i cant really decide how i am feeling..i dont know what is to come and what has gone..im living my past in my present..and my future seems blick and scary..i hope one day things will work out and however impossible..maybe we can happen again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to you Fiona...ahaha...And sorry to say that we will not be able to make it to your house to pass you a cake and sing you a song..haha..:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;meaning more to me than you will ever understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-8486818049353770814?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/8486818049353770814/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-7344178073226948854</id><published>2007-07-09T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T18:49:47.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Start of project week..Rushed my project Written Report Outline last night..man..in the end i found out i over did it..had to cut a little down..lol..my friends said my Outline was more of like the actual Written Report...so decided to edit it..managed to print it in school and hand in on time..First Judo training of the month for me today..didnt really have much motivation to attend practice previously..fortunately i managed to pull myself together and attend Judo since the competition is like on..wednesday!! lol...fought quite a bit and i can say it was one of the most tiring practice to date..rushed down to TP mac to meet up with Aloy..Pat ..Wen Ting...Yi Zhen and some other guy for some studies..did and still doing Kinematics..haha..well at least read it before i attend the lecture tml...hmm...things dont seem to be the same as the past.. i never felt like this for so long..and it really sucks..you can say im kinda miserable now..yeah..righz..anyways...cant wait to go out on saturday..man..going to be a long week this week..might be a slack week but its still a school week..=P..Over and OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-7344178073226948854?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3605099840791947140.post-4776010774608366559</id><published>2007-07-08T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T23:14:16.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Bishan Library.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Yawnz..Lol..Went to Bishan library with Pat and Aloy this morning for some studies..managed to go through my Chemistry mid year paper ones..Its kinda fun going out with them..like..they have so many lingos and personal joke which i've yet to break!! haha..Laughed pretty much the whole time with them..Had drastic emotional changes today again..as usual..the soar isnt there but the feeling is still..so like..i try to keep myself occupied and stuff..but somehow it always finds a way to eat into my mind..which very often screw up my day..But anyhow..enough said and enough done for today..have sorta long day tml..PW from 9 to 1 and Judo in the afternoon..dang..gotta carry two labtops to school tml..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Wanna say THANK YOU to ALOY and PAT for helping me find this awesome blog skin and teaching me the basics of getting my blog done. :D Much Appreciation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;New life..New story.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3605099840791947140-4776010774608366559?l=imasimplekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imasimplekid.blogspot.com/feeds/4776010774608366559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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