<?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-7262671023545815435</id><updated>2011-07-31T08:11:57.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JH (",)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-6965923610111432060</id><published>2009-06-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:10:09.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;The letter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sat down on the armchair and swivelled around on the seat for a few rounds. Facing the table, she glanced at the photograph displaying a picture of her and a man playing at the beach. Picking up the letter with delicate care, she looked at it, and tears started to well. Opening the letter, her eyes swept over the text once, and she started to read:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dear Lynn,&lt;br /&gt;I am a friend of this person, who you know too. I will not name him, but after you read the whole letter, you will realise who he is. In the meantime, allow me to continue. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things in life that cannot be ignored. I am spending time to write this because this friend of mine is going through a period in life, which he is feeling down. He is getting ignored by the girl that he loves deeply. And you guessed it – the girl is you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever hear of all these quotes: “Guys are good flatterers when courting but they usually stammer when they talk to a girl they really like.”, ““Hey, are you busy?” or “Are you doing something” are two phrases that guys open a conversation with to stop from stammering on the phone.” or “If you are going to reject a guy, just do it. Don't say they are like a brother or just good friends, it just hurts even more.”? I am sure you have. But don’t they sound a bit too familiar?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do realize that these quotes are, in one way or another, linked to both of you? That when you wanted to stop your relationship with him, you told him that he was more of a brother than a boyfriend?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do realize that he always tries to call you, but the conversations always end awkwardly? This is happening right now. He tried to call you many times, and planned everything, yet he forgot everything and tried to remember when you picked up the call. But most of the time, this is not the case. He had a whole stack of paper showing all the planning, yet when he called, he only got to the mail box after a few moments of ringing. You ignored his calls, and never bothered to call back, or to leave a message behind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&amp;shy;ou do realize that &amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;&amp;shy;he frequently sends you short messages with his phone, most of them asking, “What are you doing now?” He wants to talk to you, but he always fails to do so. Doesn’t he always stammer on the phone when he talks to you? And what do all these prove?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It proves that you mean a lot to him. All these minor events that you dismissed had great impact on him, and all of these were down, black and white, in his diary, from the very moment you told him that he was more of a brother than a boyfriend. Don’t you realize that he is always trying to find topics to talk about with you? But what do you do? You ignore his messages and carry on with your own lonely life that rejects the person that, probably, is the one that cares the most about you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m saying this as a good and best friend of him – try to accept him as a friend. Try to accept, not to reject, for this will do both parties good. If you do accept him, he will be happy, and ultimately, he will try his best to make you happy. He has only one wish, I know, which is to become good friends with you once more, for it is stated in his diary.  I’m spending my time writing this to you with only one wish – to see my best friend live this period of time happily. He told me once that life is so meaningless. There is no excitement in his life, only sadness, and the only, and true happiness that he feels is seeing you enjoy your life. Here, he is sinking slowly into his abyss of melancholy, and there, you are ignoring him, letting the bottomless-pit become deeper, and letting the distance between you and him grow further and further. The only thing I wish to see now is to see you accepting him as a good friend once again. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I sincerely hope for, and I hope you would not throw this message away.  This is an action done by us, a group of best friends of his, in a bid to see the heavy burden in his heart lifted, and also, a wish to see you attain your true happiness.  We leave you with one sentence – One must not reject love, but to accept, for only then can one savor the true taste of being loved. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Best friends of the person mentioned&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 15th June, 2008.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn took of her glasses and sat there, and grief crashed onto her once more. She had been reading this letter everyday for the past thirty years of her life without fail.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-6965923610111432060?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/6965923610111432060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=6965923610111432060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/6965923610111432060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/6965923610111432060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/06/letter-she-sat-down-on-armchair-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2711973415246350452</id><published>2009-06-11T01:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T01:08:03.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forget&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked out at the sky. The sky, blue and dotted with pure, white clouds, were are contradiction to his feelings. He felt dark inside. Black. Thunder. Lightning. And it was not only today that he felt that way. Everyday, he would sit on the chair and his feelings would become down and melancholic. The feelings suffocate him, stuff him, engulf him like what he is feeling right now. At every moment, he would feel like crying. A few times he did, but most of the time he would never let the tears flow down. He knows that it is over. Nothing can be changed. From the day that she started to ignore him, he was thrown into his own world of darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew he had to give up. He knew he could not go on like this, trying to win her back. But he knew he tried to forget her. He tried every kind of method to kill her off his memory, wipe her out. But nothing seemed to work. She just stayed, like a relentless pest, and nothing could drive her out. She literally was going to drive him crazy. He could not stand up from this defeat. In all his years of sprinting in his track and field team, this was the first time that he could not pick himself up from a fall. This was a fall that he could never recover from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered the times where they were still together. Third of February, he could still remember. His ex-classmates organized a birthday party at the East Coast Chalet for him. That day they played, ran, and laughed happily. He always glimpsed at her, searching for the smile which he always loved to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of February, that day was his birthday. He wanted to pop the question to her, the question that he already asked her several times. But he knew that this time was different. He knew that he was going to make it this time. He could still remember very clearly of what happened that day. He was sitting on the massage chair in his grandmother’s room. He slipped his phone out of his pocket, then he typed in, “Can I ask you a question?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She replied, “What?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was nervous. “Actually, you should already know what it is le.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was scared of a rejection, but the reply was, “I dunno how to say this, but just think yourself.. Who do I sms everytime?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart skipped a beat. “So.. it means that you agreed?”&lt;br /&gt;“Dunno. =P”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onwards, he was always optimistic. Anytime that he felt unhappy, he would tell her. And at the start it was okay. But he could never bring the courage to talk to her when they met again. Seemed that after he popped the question, they unwittingly created a invisble barrier between them. They started to float apart, letting the distance between them widen. He could not do anything to salvage the situation. Then it finally came. She told him that she wanted to stop it. He did not want to stop. But nothing he said could make her change her mind. He was depressed. He wanted to do something about it, but he could not rack his brains to think about anything. Then he realised something that he did not realise previously. She never once agreed to be with him. In the first place, she said she was not sure. He could not assume that it was a yes. No wonder she started to ignore his messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, he thought, she should have had made it clear. She should not have led him on blindly thinking that she was willing. She should have told him from the very start that she did not want it. This was the thing that made him sad, or angry, or both. It was the fact that she never made it clear to him, letting him live on believing that she had accepted him, giving him false hope.&lt;br /&gt;She told him that she dropped hints. But he never realised them. Maybe the hints were done too half-heartedly. But he did not care. What was important was that she hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, it was all over. It still came back to same point after so much time wasted. It was back to a square one, and it could not go back. He never blamed her, and he knew that it was for the good for the both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third of November, he told himself that he had to forget her. He tried, and whether he did succeed or not, its for you to guess.&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------EDIT: He did not. And he is trying to make things go back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2711973415246350452?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2711973415246350452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2711973415246350452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2711973415246350452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2711973415246350452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/06/forget-he-looked-out-at-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2485456683173685971</id><published>2009-02-25T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T16:59:55.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, im so very sorry that i haven posted for the last three weeks. But i was just too LAZY. Had to mug for tests, and my own personal time. So hadnt really wanted to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NO WORRIES! Here i am!(: Actually there's nothing much to talk about oso. No interesting events. But got not interesting one. My msg is so screwed this term. -.- Not very pleasing results. No fear, im gonna get msg 1 for next term. Watch out HONYP! Stupid chinese teacher failing almost half the class. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing le. Ohya, our beloved cute Kong has left and our original teacher came back! Ok quite sad but not that sad too, cos i finally understand abit of whats chem(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2485456683173685971?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2485456683173685971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2485456683173685971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2485456683173685971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2485456683173685971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoyoyod-ok-im-so-very-sorry-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-9203097013006359018</id><published>2009-02-04T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T21:49:02.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone wish me happy bday:D:D:D Yeah, im officially 15 now! Which is a good thing or a bad thing :O First, I am older, more mature(ahems), and wiser(AHEMS). BUT. I have to do chin-ups for my napfa, which aint a good thing):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, ohwell, super lot of angbaos for my bday. CNY angbaos plus bday angbaos = ALOT of angbaos:D Im going to get something i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that i actually done all the things i wanted to do previously that i dun dare to do(: One thing still not counted as accomplished, but it should be in a few days when i manage to obtain a letter:D AND I ACTUALLY MUGGED AT THE LIBRARY JUST NOW. CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? ULTIMATE SLACKER JH ACTUALLY MUGGED ON HIS BDAY! JUST HOW AMAZING CAN THAT BE?:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks all those ppl who wished me happy bday, namely:&lt;br /&gt;1. Samuel&lt;br /&gt;2. Wee han&lt;br /&gt;3. Javier&lt;br /&gt;4. Bryan(Happy bday to you too!:D)&lt;br /&gt;5. Raymond&lt;br /&gt;6. Sean Tan&lt;br /&gt;7. Jes&lt;br /&gt;8. Valesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankew those ppl!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-9203097013006359018?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/9203097013006359018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=9203097013006359018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9203097013006359018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9203097013006359018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoyoyod-ok-everyone-wish-me-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4670572458463047298</id><published>2009-01-29T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:35:41.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Cny is finally over): Nothing to be happy about that is. Ban lak was one of the MAIN THINGS in CNY. yay(: Won 11 bucks in 2 days of banlak-ing. Quite fun when you keep on winning ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum was pretty random this year, 400% of my previous year angbao:D But i would gladly accept it too hehe. Dunno what should i do with that moneh, maybe i should go buy a jacket or something. See how first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sad life. No excitement at all, nothing to do at home except to do homework, do until sian liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA my baby cousin is so CUTE:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father: Cha cham bo! (He was watching the tv ad and sang it to my baby cousin)&lt;br /&gt;Xiaomeimei(XMM): Mama?&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Cha cham bo!&lt;br /&gt;XMM: Mama?&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Cha cham bo!&lt;br /&gt;XMM: Mama?&lt;br /&gt;Papa: Cha cham bo!&lt;br /&gt;XMM: PAPA!&lt;br /&gt;LOL. And she started crying and ran to my uncle after that. AHHA. I really should take some photos and post them! But JH is just TOO LAZY :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, later still got tuition. At 7. My MUM de somemore leh. Sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYAH, REMINDER. 4TH FEB IS A VERY IMPORTANT DAY, COS IS BEN XIAO DI'S BDAY. *Quite obvious hinting* :D Wednesday dun forget(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gotta go prepare le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4670572458463047298?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4670572458463047298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4670572458463047298' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4670572458463047298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4670572458463047298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoyoyod-ok_29.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7560934995247682866</id><published>2009-01-20T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:50:12.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Seriously too lazy to post these few days. Mah life is simply too boring. Anyway, went LIBRARY to MUG with sam and wee today:D Yeah, LIBRARY. Dunno go there MUG what oso(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that i can actually get 16 for my ying yong wen. I thought i was going to fail. -.- That stupid wee, scam me and sam, make us think that he mark until so jialat, actually is ok. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths mock test was like shiat. So simple, i close mah eyes oso can do lah pls. Haiyo, this term sure A1 le lah, algebraic manipulation leh, last year topic, only got one is this year general formula nia. Lames oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kong our chem teacher is as CUTE as ever. No one ever seems to understand him LOL. And he loves to repeat. "An element is a substance that cannot be divided into simpler substances. So, an element is a substance that cannot be divided into simpler substances, so.." 6 times. LOL. He scared we dunno leh HAHA. And he was teaching that electronic config thing, then after he talk to himself for like 15 min, then he turn around and said, "So. Seeing stars?" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7560934995247682866?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7560934995247682866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7560934995247682866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7560934995247682866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7560934995247682866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoyoyod-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3827190826044633913</id><published>2009-01-14T20:35:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:03:24.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for MIA-ing the past week. But i was just too lazy to post anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to post about. I lead such a boring life.. School has been as usual, nothing much, just study, study, more study. What else can school be? Ohya, there was the pangseh-ing incident by wee and sam. Stupid assholes. But i forgot about it le(: I just cant bring myself to hate them, so i suan le:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training has been as usual, but the past few days i never go cos i have been having diarrheoa(i dunno how to spell ;x) and flu and cough. So it is like basically, im sick. And CNY is around the corner, dammit. Hopefully i can recover before CNY starts so i can enjoy the goodies as usual. But im gonna be damn fat after CNY ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much lah. I seriously have boring life. Sometimes i really wish that something could happen so that at least i have something external to do. Not homework. Homework. More homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super tired, just took my medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3827190826044633913?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3827190826044633913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3827190826044633913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3827190826044633913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3827190826044633913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoyoyod-sorry-for-mia-ing-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1341151781764547841</id><published>2009-01-03T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T10:50:09.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I slept super early yesterday cos i was damn tired. So i forgot to post ;x But thats not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was lame. As in, we did not do anything yesterday. AND IT WAS WEEK ZERO): So means it is a stupid wasted day. Anyway, samuel was highing yesterday. And we got a super funny and gay teacher. Guess what is his name? HAN LAO SHI! HAHA(: See, all han sucks:D Not Jing Han though(: He was like spending dunno how long explaining things to us like we did not know what was being late, or what the hell was the ers. And the funniest thing is, to explain the ers, he told us a lame example of what happens when the mrt explodes. -.- "WE MUST MAKE SURE OUR STUDENTS ARE SOUND AND SAFE" I thought it was supposed to be SAFE AND SOUND, but nevermind, it does not really matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traning was stupid yesterday, cos it was not even training. Sec one orientation, so we had to do trials for them. And it was from 2 to 6 plus WDF. Some super fast sia. i run 100m the timing also faster then theirs HAHA. And my freaking father forgot that i had training yesterday, so he forgot to pick me up and i had to go back myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much yesterday, only had to get a gay teacher.LOL. Okay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1341151781764547841?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1341151781764547841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1341151781764547841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1341151781764547841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1341151781764547841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/01/yoyoyod-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1068851541011324982</id><published>2009-01-01T01:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T01:50:13.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;LOL. Okay. BYEBYE 2008, and HELLO 2009! WOOTS! I have lots of resolutions, and im super happy. Stupid but FUNNY countdown with wee and sam LOL. First, watched bedtime stories. MY LAST MOVIE OF THE YEAR! Then 11 plus went to dhoby zone x watch ppl mmt. After that when i wanted to play, i realised i lost my card with 30 bucks value inside. Forget it, anyway i ate 10 bucks free value(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we walked out at 11.45 and kept on walking along the road. Finally we saw a empty space. Not very empty actually, got quite a number of ppl. Then we waited. We kept on checking our phone see time, then when finally all 3 of us time is 00:00, wee started to hug us like gays. -.- Nvm. After that we saw fireworks. De reflection. Cos we picked the wrong place. In the end we walked forward again, and finally when we went to the right spot, 10 sec later it stopped -.- Decided to eat supper since we realised we were very near Kopitiam. Record: First thing ate in 2009: Dimsum bought by wee. First thing drank in 2009: Slurpee(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after walked back to mrt, talked cock on the way. Ohya, we saw 4 super modded cars on the road before that. Then a few more again. WITH ALL THE POLICE AROUND LEH. LOL. The police caught a group of rowdy indians. From the time we saw them getting caught, then walked to the right spot, ate supper, bought slurpee, then walked back, the police were still doing dunno what with them. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the mrt, talked cock again, reached my stop, walked home, bathed, logged online, and here i am, sitting here blogging(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok! Anyway, HAPPY NEW YEAR 2009!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D 2008&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1068851541011324982?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1068851541011324982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1068851541011324982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1068851541011324982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1068851541011324982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-new-year-everyone-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2806868462722309716</id><published>2008-12-26T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T01:17:33.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Forget &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked out at the sky. The sky, blue and dotted with pure, white clouds, were are contradiction to his feelings. He felt dark inside. Black. Thunder. Lightning. And it was not only today that he felt that way. Everyday, he would sit on the chair and his feelings would become down and melancholic. The feelings suffocate him, stuff him, engulf him like what he is feeling right now. At every moment, he would feel like crying. A few times he did, but most of the time he would never let the tears flow down. He knows that it is over. Nothing can be changed. From the day that she started to ignore him, he was thrown into his own world of darkness. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knew he had to give up. He knew he could not go on like this, trying to win her back. But he knew he tried to forget her. He tried every kind of method to kill her off his memory, wipe her out. But nothing seemed to work. She just stayed, like a relentless pest, and nothing could drive her out. She literally was going to drive him crazy. He could not stand up from this defeat. In all his years of sprinting in his track and field team, this was the first time that he could not pick himself up from a fall. This was a fall that he could never recover from. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He remembered the times where they were still together. Third of February, he could still remember. His ex-classmates organized a birthday party at the East Coast Chalet for him. That day they played, ran, and laughed happily. He always glimpsed at her, searching for the smile which he always loved to see. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth of February, that day was his birthday. He wanted to pop the question to her, the question that he already asked her several times. But he knew that this time was different. He knew that he was going to make it this time. He could still remember very clearly of what happened that day. He was sitting on the massage chair in his grandmother’s room. He slipped his phone out of his pocket, then he typed in, “Can I ask you a question?”&lt;br /&gt;She replied, “What?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was nervous. “Actually, you should already know what it is le.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was scared of a rejection, but the reply was, “I dunno how to say this, but just think yourself.. Who do I sms everytime?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His heart skipped a beat. “So.. it means that you agreed?” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Dunno. =P” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that day onwards, he was always optimistic. Anytime that he felt unhappy, he would tell her. And at the start it was okay. But he could never bring the courage to talk to her when they met again. Seemed that after he popped the question, they unwittingly created a invisble barrier between them. They started to float apart, letting the distance between them widen. He could not do anything to salvage the situation. Then it finally came. She told him that she wanted to stop it. He did not want to stop. But nothing he said could make her change her mind. He was depressed. He wanted to do something about it, but he could not rack his brains to think about anything. Then he realised something that he did not realise previously. She never once agreed to be with him. In the first place, she said she was not sure. He could not assume that it was a yes. No wonder she started to ignore his messages. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, he thought, she should have had made it clear. She should not have led him on blindly thinking that she was willing. She should have told him from the very start that she did not want it. This was the thing that made him sad, or angry, or both. It was the fact that she never made it clear to him, letting him live on believing that she had accepted him, giving him false hope.&lt;br /&gt;She told him that she dropped hints. But he never realised them. Maybe the hints were done too half-heartedly. But he did not care. What was important was that she hurt him.&lt;br /&gt;But, alas, it was all over. It still came back to same point after so much time wasted. It was back to a square one, and it could not go back. He never blamed her, and he knew that it was for the good for the both parties. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third of November, he told himself that he had to forget her. He tried, and whether he did succeed or not, its for you to guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------EDIT: He did not. And he is trying to make things go back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------EDIT: He should stop this post right now:D Everything is resolved and alright. But the story. They arent in a relationship anymore. They are good friends like last time:D Okay, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2806868462722309716?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2806868462722309716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2806868462722309716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2806868462722309716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2806868462722309716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/forget-he-looked-out-at-sky.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-306138922869688700</id><published>2008-12-24T22:23:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T22:40:45.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So! Im back from another trip to genting. I dunno why, but i just felt super reluctant to go, and i did not even noe why the hell was i up there when i reached. -.- Of course, i enjoyed a little, but most of the time i was feeling super asshol-ish cos of my irritating cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The entire trip was NOT FUN AT ALL. Super boring, GOD, you never knew how happy was i to be know that i was going to go home. And my cousins could still say that she wished to stay for a few more days. OMG. NO WAY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First, they were super irritating, especially my male cousin. He was talking cock the whole trip making me super irritated. Just the day before, he even argued with me that not all things were made of ATOMS. I WAS LIKE __. Then in the end my sis got irritated too and told him that since he thinks that way, he should go be a researcher and come up with a new theory so everybody would believe him. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But on the last day he was okay lahh, cos we had fun in the freezing cold wind. 12midnight, 4 crazy decided to sit outside The Coffee Bean and drink ICE BLENDED CHOCOLATE with a CHEESECAKE, and brave the 16 degree Celcius wind. Super FUN man. 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And pardon me for the bad photos, but i was shivering, so my hand was shaking and i could not take a good photo. oO &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And today, when we were walking to the bus bay, we saw some monkeys! LOL, super cute. BUT. Im too lazy to upload anymore photos of the monkeys, so, next post:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-306138922869688700?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/306138922869688700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=306138922869688700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/306138922869688700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/306138922869688700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyod-so-im-back-from-another-trip-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8opRd0L5yOc/SVJINWIkYHI/AAAAAAAAADc/9GroKN85i4Q/s72-c/DSC00194.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7426806594448125564</id><published>2008-12-20T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T21:23:06.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;Valesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since you want to change, i dun think i have anything more to say. And yeah, so sorry for all those vulgarities i said to you earlier on. But i really hope that you would actually understand the meaning of those contents. So, sorry for what i said, cos maybe it was too harsh, but i really hoped you well, and yeah, hoped that the girl javier liked wouldn't be too bad:D Btw, do you think its possible between you and him? xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7426806594448125564?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7426806594448125564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7426806594448125564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7426806594448125564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7426806594448125564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyod-valesha-well-since-you-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1741825678789034430</id><published>2008-12-20T11:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T12:09:56.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is actually to the fking egoistic asshole who likes to spew vulagrities out of her mouth. So i shall talk here, instead of talking on the tagboard, which is a waste of time and space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In anycase, you said that i assumed your personality by you just saying some things on my blog. Believe it or not, its easy to see your attitude and your egoism just by that few sentences. And its not only here that i see you saying that you are COOL, although it is a total contrast of what you are. Put on a different personality, and then ask your friends whether valesha is cool or not. I am very, very sure that majority of them would say no. We have a common friend in ny although im not gonna say her name, and she said that from what she sees, only javier thinks you are cool. I am not sure what's wrong with him, but i think that is so true. YOU. ARE. NOT. COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that i was not giving you basic respect. Why the hell should i give you when you are NOT giving me basic respect? Do unto others what you want others to do unto you, they say, so if you want some respect, give it first. Don't end every tag saying that you are cool cos it irritates and makes people pissed. Which cool person would actually go around saying that they are cool. Dont tell me thats you, cos like i said, you are not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said that I am not cool. True, but i dont go around saying that im cool. I know my limits, i know that im not cool, therefore, i dont say that i AM cool although im not. It makes sense and it is perfectly normal to be not cool. But when you are not cool and still wan to act and announce that you ARE cool, thats a whole world of a difference cos like i said, it makes people pissed and irritated.  And i did not say that you said you were at the top of the world. It is just the thoughts of you. If you are egoistic and still dont feel as if you were the best, then sadly, you are a hell  weird kind of a egositic fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think im above you, im just trying to tell you that your attitude sucks and you should change. If you don't believe me, then forget it. I cant possibly change you when even you parents, who supposedly know and understand you the best, cant get this simple and downright truth that your attitude really sucks to the core. I am talking the way i am to you cos i just dun understand why should i show respect to someone who likes to spew vulgarities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You said i have a fucked up attitude, but hell fk, its way better then yours. At least i dont go scolding people without a reason. What's your reason for scolding me? ME SCOLDING YOU? Thats so childish, cos thats not a reason at all. Think about it yourself, who was the one not showing respect in the first place? Who was the one, who started scolding in the first place. And thus, crude female, dont go telling others to eat their dick just because you are feeling pissed. It is childish, and if you want to argue, argue in the proper and polite manner, not saying taboos as you like. In case you did not know, i AM saying all the vulagirities cos i said it, i dont see why should i show respect to someone like you:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1741825678789034430?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1741825678789034430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1741825678789034430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1741825678789034430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1741825678789034430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyod-this-post-is-actually-to-fking.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3578809453809139842</id><published>2008-12-19T18:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T18:36:33.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1.The person who tagged you is? Valesha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Your relationship with him/her? Javier's lover.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Your 5 impressions of them. No five, only one. EGO. Oo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.The most memorable thing he/she had done for you. Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.The most memorable thing they had said to u? IM COOL. Definitely this cos the contents are so absoultely untrue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.If he/she becomes your lover, thing he/she has to improve on will be? Wtf NO WAY. oO But if it is a 'if' question, so, PLEASE DO NOT BE SO EGO! The only thing she needs to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If they become your enemy, you will? Not sure, not as if i noe her very well. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. (Repeat Question) I just said i DONT NOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What is it you want to tell her now? Dont be too ego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Your overall impression of her is? Sadly, EGO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.How do u think ppl around you will feel around you? Dunno. I suck? True.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.The characters you love of yourself are? I can make good friends:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.On the contrary,the characters you hate yourself are? I have a freaking temper, will burst out at anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.The most ideal person you want to be is? Myself. I like me the way i am right now:D But maybe smarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.For people that care and likes you, say something to them. Xiexie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Pass this quiz to 10 people that you wish to know how they feel about you&lt;br /&gt;1. Weehan&lt;br /&gt;2. Javier&lt;br /&gt;3. David&lt;br /&gt;4. Samuel&lt;br /&gt;5. JIAXIAN&lt;br /&gt;6. ZHENTAO&lt;br /&gt;7. Wenbin&lt;br /&gt;8. JC3&lt;br /&gt;9. Sean Tan&lt;br /&gt;10. Raymond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Who is no. 6 having relationship with? No.6, ZHENTAO. One thing, OIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Is no. 9 a male or female? No.9, Sean Tan. Male obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. If no. 7 and 10 are together, will it be a good thing? OMG. No.7 and No.10, Wenbin and Raymond. Cant imagine, wenbin may like raymond, but raymond is a GUY. Wenbin is GAY. 'A' and 'U' alot of dif. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. What is no. 2 studying about? No.2, Javier. How to jio valesha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What was the last time you had a chat with no. 3? No3. David. Hmms, actually im not very sure. LONG ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music band does no. 8 like? No.8, JC3. Music band im not sure. But SONG i noe. "Who Let The Dogs Out"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Does no. 1 have any siblings? No.1, Weehan. Yeah, a fat younger sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Will you woo no. 3? No.3, David. Hell no, he has a gf. AND IM NOT GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. How about 7? No.7, WENBIN! That's worse. oO I hate gays :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is no. 4 single? No.4 Samuel. Hmms, i dunno what answer should i put. YES. Alina LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is the surname of no. 5? No.5, JIAXIAN. LU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What is a hobby of no. 10? No.10, RAYMOND. BBALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Does no. 5 and 9 get along well? JIAXIAN and SEAN. They don't noe each other. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Where is no. 2 studying at? No.2, Javier. HCI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Talk about something for no.1. No.1, Weehan. Stop being gay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Have you tried developing feelings for no. 8? No. 8, JC3. EFFING HELL NO. I hate dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Where does no. 9 live? No.9, Sean. Not sure, Simei i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour does no. 4 like? No.4, SAMUEL. LOL. PINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Are no. 1 and 5 best friends? No.1 and No.5, Weehan and Jiaxian. Of course, weehan LOVES jiaxian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Does no. 1 have any pets? No.1, WEEHAN. Wait long long, if he gets a pet, i wish the pet good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Is no. 7 the sexiest person in the world? No.7, Wenbin. The sexiest gay, maybe. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.What is no. 10 doing now? No.10, Raymond. BBALL-ing at the CC, maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka! So funny pls. oO All the questions. Found them from some blog. Sorry for not regularly posting, but just too lazy :x Anyway, im going genting again -.- Second time this hols, oso dunno for what, there so BORING. Aiya, just wish me good luck lorh! Hope i can meet some people i noe there, then i will not have to shou4 my younger cousins irritating actions. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3578809453809139842?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3578809453809139842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3578809453809139842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3578809453809139842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3578809453809139842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/1.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-8759955955476804839</id><published>2008-12-12T13:45:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T20:00:16.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day i was random-ing with my fone, then i found PHOTOS when we went genting! Here are some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam giving me some lame look. See the dog behind him? It is the toy he and wee won at the carnival thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH7SqENn8I/AAAAAAAAADM/b7jgRAeisi8/s1600-h/DSC00173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278776536203108290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH7SqENn8I/AAAAAAAAADM/b7jgRAeisi8/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH63uWm61I/AAAAAAAAADE/ydsN7485D10/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam putting his head on some kiddy thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH63uWm61I/AAAAAAAAADE/ydsN7485D10/s1600-h/DSC00171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278776073497537362" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH63uWm61I/AAAAAAAAADE/ydsN7485D10/s320/DSC00171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both about sam. LOLS. Ohya, that day when i was playing NFSC, i had the WORST police chase ever. Took a photo of it. Look at it. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH74kzQAWI/AAAAAAAAADU/HiAfmV8urJw/s1600-h/DSC00181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278777187624812898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH74kzQAWI/AAAAAAAAADU/HiAfmV8urJw/s320/DSC00181.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 115 on the left is the number of police cars deployed to chase small me. The 99 at the RIGHT is the number of police cars i DESTROYED. So scary can. You see the numbers at the right, is how long the police chase me for. 12MINS LEH. Siao lah pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAISEH, gotta prepare later go out with wee and sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-8759955955476804839?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/8759955955476804839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=8759955955476804839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8759955955476804839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8759955955476804839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyod-that-day-i-was-random-ing-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_8opRd0L5yOc/SUH7SqENn8I/AAAAAAAAADM/b7jgRAeisi8/s72-c/DSC00173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-9058182140126952924</id><published>2008-12-07T20:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:16:04.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long no post le:DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been busy with training. In a blink of an eye, *POP*, its december. Hais, hols is gonna be over soon. But somehow, i dun feel sad :X In fact, i feel happy that this boring hols is finally gonna be over. OVER. Really nothing to do at home, internet is down again once more. Last time is router spoil, buy new router le, now modem spoil. Im blogging at my aunt's house now, btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now training has stopped crazy WEIGHTS-ING, but its endurance now. Its crazy, and tiring. I have a crazy JIE, btw. Today tuition, the teacher was talking about how obama won the elections, cos im taking a GP CLASS NOW. Which is super DUMB, but nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, The teacher told us to go home and search for the nov 6 Straights Times, cos that day got this very good coverage of Obama stuff, or so she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH: What the heck, i think we sell to garang guni already la, so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIE: I have the 2006 one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH: HUH? What you talking about? I said so long ago, i think we sell to garang guni already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIE: I think triciaJIE oso have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH: What the heck you talking about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIE: Ten year series lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH: Hello! Teacher talking about newspaper nov 6 leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIE: OHOH! I thought you say '06!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the, proves she was not paying attention during classtime. -.- And yah, she wants to learn taekwando, cos she say i keep on BULLYING HER, she learn le next time can counter me. What the hell la, who bully who. SHE OLDER THAN ME LEH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a CRAZY JIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-9058182140126952924?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/9058182140126952924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=9058182140126952924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9058182140126952924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9058182140126952924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/12/yoyoyod-so-long-no-post-leddd-lifes.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1472787652014628050</id><published>2008-11-19T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T20:58:38.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally back from GENTING! So FUN and TIRED. Wee and sam were like talking cock all the time, make all of us laugh like siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee and sam came over to my house to sleep cos we had to reach DAMN EARLY. So we were supposed to sleep at 10, in the end talk cock, use com, then lie in the bed and talk cock again until 1plus-.- Next day, went to golden mile and took the coach there. When we reached it was about 3 already and we were feeling SICK cos of the bus ride=/ Then we went to get the pass for the theme park. All of us got annual passes that could let us play both OUTDOOR and INDOOR games. Took until 5PLUS to finish. So that day we ownself gao dim dinner, adults on their own, kids ON THEIR OWN. FUN. First ride: Spinner. Its a ride that, yalah, OBVIOUSLY SPINS. You just sit on it and it will fly around SUPER FAST. And me and wee were wearing SLIPPERS. Once the thing start only me and wee were like, "HEN3RE4! HEN3RE4!"-ing all the way. Super cold can. Then we dunno take what rides until it started RAINING. So we went in indoor. Played Euro Xpress, a super lame ride that is totally not scary but dunno why so many ppl will scream de. We all were like screaming to lame about. -.- Anyway, until 10 or 11 then went to arcade, played awhile, then went back to room. Six of us played LOTS of poker card games. Six meaning, me, wee, sam, my sis, jolin, and kenneth. Jolin and kenneth is my mum's friend's children, our friends. oO So yeah, we played ALL kinds of MURDERER. At first was the normal one, the one that you have to wink one. The second one we played was the squeeze hand one. LOL. That one super funny, first game was wee become murderer. Wee squeeze sam hand once, which means that sam will die, but sam LAGGED. -.- And in the end sam squeezed MY hand and i said i DIED. -.- Lames. After that when wee tell us we were like laughing like mad. Ok then the other NIGHTFALL murderer. That one we play the LONGEST and the most HIGH one. I give suggestion to play de leh, see i so smart. xD We play until so kee siao. Then jo and kenneth went back to their rooms, we went to wash up and sleep. I SLEPT ON THE SOFA. F5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND DAY: Woke up in the morning to eat noodles. Me and sam ate penang laksa, the rest of the kids had fishball noodle soup. Ok. Fun starts. Went outdoors, played rides, then it rained AGAIN. Then we went indoors, less then 10min, it STOPPED RAINING. So the rain just went on and off for the whole day. We were SPINNER-ING for a few times. Went indoors, ate, whatever, went back to room and bathed, DAIDI-ED when waiting for our turn to bathe, so on so forth. That day went to dinner at i forgot where. We played dunno what until super late, then went back and slept. This time i didnt sleep on the sofa, but it was worse, cos sam was kopp-ing 3/4 of the bed, leave me curl in a ball there, super kang kor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD DAY: Woke up in the morning to eat i forgot what. BREAKFAST:D Then usual activites, played outdoor and indoor theme park. Me, sam and jo took SPACESHOT. The one go up super high one then it drop de. Sam was like NO KICK LA, NO KICK. In the end go up liao he also scared. Who not scared la please. -.- Below we count the thing will stay there 10 sec then it will drop. So we go up there and jo started counting. But you noe la, you scared liao will count faster. -.- In the end she count until zero the thing still haven drop then me and sam were like, eh shit, got something wrong. We were up in the CLOUDS leh. Super scary. Then the thing just suddenly ZOOM. And down we go. Super fast. And super SCARY. Then the usual lorh, play all the rides, went shopping, and went to the PLAYGROUND to play catching and crocodile. -.- And spammed arcade in the night. Went back to hotel, All of them wanted not to sleep. I dong-ed until 2.30 then cant liao, cos of the bad sleep. So i went to sleep first, they played until 7 then sleep. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH DAY. Yea, finally morning, woke up, ate macs for breakfast, then went to sit the coach back to SG. So reached, and bathed, and here i am, blogging:D Ok, finished recounting GENTING TIMES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1472787652014628050?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1472787652014628050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1472787652014628050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1472787652014628050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1472787652014628050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-finally-back-from-genting-so.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3759385502329362720</id><published>2008-11-15T16:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T16:51:38.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to GENTING tmr:D Wee can come tmr! That's a miracle. Ok. So later wee and sam coming over to my house to STAY, cos tmr its gonna be DAMN EARLY=X 6a.m need reach Golden Mile. Siao, dunno need what time wake up sia. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So excited, later wee and sam coming my house, i dun even noe can sleep or not la. With wee, i dun think its possible but NEVERMIND:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NFSUC is going to be out soon! 18th nov, next tues! NFSUC GOGOGO! Im gonna get it. I scared they no stock la pls. -.- Gonna use my savings to get it. GAH NFSUC IM COMING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3759385502329362720?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3759385502329362720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3759385502329362720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3759385502329362720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3759385502329362720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-going-to-genting-tmrd-wee-can.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7499014227794996242</id><published>2008-11-13T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T20:34:49.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been emo-ing the whole day today. Reminded of some kind of stuff that i should not be reminded of, but nevermind, i dun blame the person who reminded me of it. In anycase, it was not his fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah GRATZ zh for successfully JIO-ING a girl from ny! *Claps* Next year you must hold hand with her liao hor, if not i tok ur lan let you see=x Javier so bad, got gf still wan see other girls. NAUGHTY. Later val come find you then you noe:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarrelled with my mum just now=x I din even say anything then she come and kpkb me. Plus i really feeling irritated cos of being reminded of that thing le, in the end i shouted back at her. Damn regretful now, wished i had controlled myself. Hais. Nothing more to say le la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just.. CONGRATZ ZH! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7499014227794996242?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7499014227794996242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7499014227794996242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7499014227794996242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7499014227794996242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-have-been-emo-ing-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2641548591018642688</id><published>2008-11-12T17:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T17:34:42.181+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not talk about training today. You can guess what it was today again. It was WEIGHTS-ING again. Nvm, dun talk about SAD stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry wee for suddenly bursting out at you. Didnt mean it, but i was really irritated at that time le. So sorry hehs, forgive me kays? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One good news: Sam managed to go to genting with me! Now i can finally sit all the rides! xDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok la, nothing much today lorh. Really sorry hehs wee=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2641548591018642688?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2641548591018642688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2641548591018642688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2641548591018642688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2641548591018642688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-i-shall-not-talk-about-training.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-100791976151123985</id><published>2008-11-11T21:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:08:49.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH is back from MMT3-ING! It was UBER FUN! :) I cant believe that i actually caught up with javier liao! That is a big improvement! Fought 3 races with him. won 1, lost 2. -.- I won on HAKONE leh! Cornering-spammage map leh! LOL. But i won only by a bit. BUT:D a WIN is WIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today training i think i injured my hamstring. It was freaking pain in my right thigh, and han told me it was zhen4chang2fan3ying4. Zzz. His fave phrase. Anytime you pain, he tell you zhen4chang2fan3ying4, then you will continue doing. Lucky my first few sets were done well, so he let me skip the last one and go FSHJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sians, nothing much to do at home now, so sick and tired of the sucky internet. I WISH A WIRELESS ROUTER WOULD DROP DOWN FROM THE SKY AND GIVE POOR JH HAPPINESS :DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-100791976151123985?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/100791976151123985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=100791976151123985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/100791976151123985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/100791976151123985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-jh-is-back-from-mmt3-ing-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4435324392352903296</id><published>2008-11-10T18:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T18:43:31.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRO JH MANAGED TO COME BACK AT 12.30PM FROM HCI CAMPUS ALIVE! He went training, and guess what, it was WEIGHTS-ING AGAIN! AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like WTF. We do finish warm-up. Then we went to find Han to tell him we finish. Then he was like, oh, zuo4wan2le4 ah, hao3. Then he stood up and walked to the track room. *BOOM* THUNDER. 1st symptom that it was gonna be WEIGHTS-ING. Then he walk in, point point point, 10 ci4, 5 zu3. Hais, i cant believe i can actually walk out alive. GOOD THING THERE WAS RAIN TODAY, if not i think after the weights still have run lorh. Cos the WEIGHTS-ING ended quite early=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai, i just remembered that javier is in genting now, so no one is gonna pei me in maple for now. I tried to play maple xD Keep on dc-ing though, quite sian. I found out the perfect way to train a noob now, if you can whack the monsters at haunted mansion that is. xD Those who want to find out, just tell me on msn or something ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today la, gonna watch the 10 Brothers later. Its quite nice, damn funny. Haha:D Ok la, nothing to say le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4435324392352903296?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4435324392352903296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4435324392352903296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4435324392352903296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4435324392352903296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-pro-jh-managed-to-come-back-at.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3379060111768187113</id><published>2008-11-09T12:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T12:58:29.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JH is BACK! Lols, getting high. Aiya, who cares la, anyway im studying in a school once known as the Chinese HIGH school. xD So its no problem to be HIGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY MUM LET ME PON YESTERDAY'S TRAINING! WOOTS! MUM YOU ROCK! She sms-ed han and say got JIA TING JU HU-.- Although it WAS a lame excuse, but i still managed to pon training, and better still, not to see the PIG'S FACE :) Isnt that good news?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was spamming NFSC the past few days, nothing to do at home. HOTSHOT EPISODE 16 STILL NOT UP D: Sad JH wait very long le, still no one upload. T_T Maple dunno why cant work, i cant even log in, sorrie Javier. Its not that i dun wan to play, is i cant play. -.- I wan to make a DK, looks cool. I go bunk watch all the pro DK super qiang can. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, nothing much to talk about la. this hols is cao BORING CAN. Hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3379060111768187113?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3379060111768187113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3379060111768187113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3379060111768187113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3379060111768187113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-jh-is-back-lols-getting-high.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-6731810031513040847</id><published>2008-11-07T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T13:55:49.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forgot to post yesterday, cos went out with wee for some MMT3-ing AGAIN:D Its nothing la, really. I got to 820hp now, but i dont go for it. i put 760hp. xD Yesterday i was waiting for wee at the arcade for 3 HOURS. That wee say about 2-3 meet, then in the end he told me he was playing pool and ended at 2-3. Hais, make me sit there dunno do what. We saw MANY pros playing there. They are like, goddamn fast? Got one zharbor sumore leh, got 2k+ stars. Javier you just got owned=x And i seriously think i can beat you le, i see my driving and your driving, i think my cornering is BETTER then yours. xD i THINK=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's training was not that bad, we DID NOT DO WEIGHTS! Thats an improvement! *Claps* Jiayou Han, i know you can do it! Played street soccer as warm-up:D Then went to stretching, after that do ZMLX on the slope, then run up the slope for 10 times. That was all. HENG AH NO WEIGHTS. My legs have been FAILING me terribly the last few days, could not even take a step that i cant feel pain. Now i oso feel pain la, but not so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, i feel like going out. It is so boring at home, nothing to do. I want go find friend, but apparently no one is free now. -.- Nevermind, after sam comes back from china, then i got one more friend le. JH is NOT going to be emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-6731810031513040847?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/6731810031513040847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=6731810031513040847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/6731810031513040847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/6731810031513040847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-forgot-to-post-yesterday-cos.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3731210305454636242</id><published>2008-11-05T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T13:38:38.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Han has a BIG PROBLEM. Guess what was training today. JUST GUESS. It was WEIGHTS AGAIN. WEIGHTS. At first warm up. Some sec ones did warm up faster than us, which is not unusual. Then suddenly we see them go in track room. Then Han go in track room. Then we knew it was going to be WEIGHTS. And guess what. 100kg half squat, 10 times, 8 sets. WHAT. THE. F***. Does he really know what he is doing? My back is aching like some gay fag, i cant walk properly now. Hais, so sian. After the weights still got somemore -.- 300m bian su, which means run 300m, walk 100m. 5 ROUNDS. Wtff. Hais, training is like that for Han. Dunno what is his problem. And whats worse, today CANT SLACK. He was like looking at us all the time, wan to slack oso cant. ARGH. Han sucks BIG TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing more to say le. Tomorrow have some SPECIAL ACTIVITIES with wee. Maybe david. Kkaes, seeya. And thx to all who are reading my blog, although i think its only javier. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3731210305454636242?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3731210305454636242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3731210305454636242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3731210305454636242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3731210305454636242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-i-swear-han-has-big-problem.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-633206173506199875</id><published>2008-11-04T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T18:34:52.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training was not that bad today, although my poor leg is still gonna break off sooner or later. We did not do WEIGHTS. HENG. I think Han sort of liang xin fa xian, realised that he should not torture us like that, thats y he stopped WEIGHTS-ing. But in the end, it was sprints training. If you think its easy, its not. Warm-up was standard, 3 laps. Then do ZMLX and JSP, standard too. Then here comes the BIG TROUBLE D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Han made us do 80M 10 TIMES. Freaking tiring. All 80%, but it was tiring. BUT. We are honed and professional slackers. Skipped 2 times:D and did 8 times only. But Han did not notice, as usual. Too busy thinking of his pigsty maybe =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway after that we rested for 10mins and started on 30m 6 TIMES. FULL SPRINT. It is KINDA tiring. Kinda=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much today, just the same old things happening over and over again. I slept for 2 hours xD and woke up, watched yulebaifenbai. Then came into my room, opened the lappy and blogged. Which is now, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kkaes, nothing more to say le. Just the same sentence. JH AND WEE JY FOR MMT3!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-633206173506199875?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/633206173506199875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=633206173506199875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/633206173506199875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/633206173506199875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-training-was-not-that-bad-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-8323508311723971982</id><published>2008-11-03T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T21:34:06.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Hate. Han. Training was a disaster for the last 3 times, and the first 3 times since hols started. Han seemed to go on a weights spree. Here is the outline of the training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1(Friday): Weights&lt;br /&gt;Day2(Saturday): Weights&lt;br /&gt;Day3(Monday): Weights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohmytians. My whole body is gonna break apart soon. And tmr is TUESDAY, which is a.k.a WEIGHTS DAY. Im seriously gonna die soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hols is boring. Never felt this way during hols before. But im feeling it now. Like zh said, it is REALLY hard not to stone. REALLY HARD. So, this is the basic summary of my hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone. Stone.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Something like this=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But today was different. Went out with wee for some secret MMT3 training. Not so secret now anyway. Got to 660hp now. And my driving improved QUITE alot. Javier, i think i can beat you now xD Wee oso quite zai now, 580hp or something if im not wrong. So fun. MMT3 is really a expensive addiction. And i tried to play Akagi on Initial D 4 today. I cant believe that i can actually do it! It looks very different, but actually the drving is about the same. Quite shuang watching my replay. Like watching movie. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hao la, nothing more to say le. Just one more. JH and wee JIAYOU for MMT3!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-8323508311723971982?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/8323508311723971982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=8323508311723971982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8323508311723971982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8323508311723971982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-i.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-9189599309836199242</id><published>2008-11-02T13:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T15:51:20.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor JH's internet connection sucks, so dun blame him when he feels irritated while watching HOTSHOT=x So please forgive him:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTSHOT-ing for the past few days. Feeling very sian, nothing much to do except yesterday. I went out with wee, the disgusting boy who tried(should be "is") to act like a gay. Anyways, went to Cafe Cartel to makan. I was zomg-ing at the price. Spent 20bucks there. Went to buy ticks for Painted Skin, then went to arcade for some MMT-ing. Was quite lame actually, wee lost on the same map for like 2 times -.- Won all my races( obviously AIs) and got to 400hp. YEAH. Javier watch out, catching up with you soon. After that went to watch Painted Skin. Only 4 words. It. Was. Eff-ing. Lame. I was expecting it to be much more scary, thought it was a horror movie or something like that. Turned out to be just some demon with mass of maggots for a body. I was like oO Yeah, you get the message. So basically it was just this demon wanting to eat hearts to stay as a human shape. Ended up with the cliche happy ending. Means that there will not be Painted Skin 2 anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais. HOTSHOT episode 15 please be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 我是 SUPERMAN, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 我是 SUPERMAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 我是 SUPERMAN,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah 你是 LOSER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOTSHOT OWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-9189599309836199242?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/9189599309836199242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=9189599309836199242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9189599309836199242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9189599309836199242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/11/yoyoyod-poor-jhs-internet-connection.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2253612293474141999</id><published>2008-10-26T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T23:56:56.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYOYO:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to join back real maple again. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, i did. Dunno why. Maybe PS too easy lvl, make me bored bah. Anyway, yea, im joining back. So maple-playing frens, pls add me back. And also try to sponsor me with some stuff. xD Im POOR now, only 9m=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin is wanting to sponsor me with some mesos, and I just found out something. Plus my this week's allowance, i have 105bucks in my small wallet. Wow. I dunno how to spend it. Maybe i put it in my savings, then spend some of it on cash. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to talk about la, this few days have nothing on. Ohya, tmr going out with my cousin, he's free tmr. Cos of deepavali:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still waiting for wee's answer to confirm whether he can go genting with us not. I need my mum to talk to his dad 1st. Stupid wee's dad, say cant. Go and die. I get my mum to talk to you and lets see you let wee go or not. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im evil. But not as evil as wee's father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH FINALLY knows what to do. He will spam go out with frens=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH NO LONGER emos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2253612293474141999?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2253612293474141999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2253612293474141999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2253612293474141999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2253612293474141999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/yoyoyod-i-decided-to-join-back-real.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4764444177896495708</id><published>2008-10-20T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T18:18:10.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Zzz. I was chased out of OBS. -.- Wasn't really expected actually. I thot of using my MC to be excused from vigorous activities, but in the end they say that it was the jungle and they scared my nose infection would get worse. Cos the jungle has alot of germs and viruses. Wow. Sam was in my group leh, i was looking forward to disturbing him in the night. I was not very enthu about OBS at first, but i see Sam in my group i song liao, in the end tio chase back. Sians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hais, this is a boring day. Now everyone go to OBS, im the only one back. No frens are online in DIMS or msn. These 5 days are gonna be boring. The only thing im looking forward to now is friday, where i will get back my results. If i dun get 2.5 and below, i can go screw myself and forget about going into SMTP. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH still has no ideas of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is going to be bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is still emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4764444177896495708?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4764444177896495708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4764444177896495708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4764444177896495708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4764444177896495708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/zzz.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7135388126715721058</id><published>2008-10-18T15:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:57:12.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im gonna watch Max Payne with wee and david later. Crazy wee, say he want to watch midnight movie. Actually I sui bian de, is see david can anot only. I dun think he can make it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, dunno whether i should go OBS not. I haven even got any of my stuff. -.- Thinking of rubbing my infected nose to make it bleed for the whole day tmr, so as to scare my parents dun let me go OBS. But im thinking otherwise, cos thinking of it, it sounds quite fun. At least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wearing my contacts now, feels kinda weird at 1st, but after that its quite normal. For quite a number of times im trying to push my specs up my nose ridge, although there is no specs there at all. -.- Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea of what to do now. Can someone tell me whether or not should i go to OBS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH still does not know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is still emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7135388126715721058?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7135388126715721058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7135388126715721058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7135388126715721058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7135388126715721058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-gonna-watch-max-payne-with-wee-and.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4888639850262341504</id><published>2008-10-17T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:00:29.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ponned first half of skl today. =x I lost my anti-biotics when eating with wee and ZX yesterday. Hahahahahahahaha. Lols, im getting high. Its not everyday that you get to pon skl. Anyway, i was looking for wee for about 20mins after i reach skl with ZX, only to find out from David that he was PSP-ing with eugene at the top of the gym =x wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to find Toh today to ask for recommendation for SMTP. He asked me for my Sci and Maths results. I said most likely both A1. Then he turned to Sam. Gone. Maths exempted. But Sci too pro le.&lt;br /&gt;Toh: Whats your Science results?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: *Stun* Err, i THINK A2 or B3.&lt;br /&gt;Toh: Huh, like that how?&lt;br /&gt;Sam: o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. puh-lease. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my room is finally painted. And i finally cut my hair. Now i can wear my contacts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH still has no ideas of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is going to emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4888639850262341504?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4888639850262341504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4888639850262341504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4888639850262341504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4888639850262341504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/ponned-first-half-of-skl-today.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-8612885839499436287</id><published>2008-10-15T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T18:26:13.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. I ponned training again today. Sians, had a serious nosebleed, later gonna see the doctor for MC so that pig cant scold me. I still have to ask my mum to sms him later. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school was boring today. Me and wee were like stoning there. They locked up the classrooms, banned us from library so as to let us get MORE involved in FOSH. Wow? Wee just sat there and played his PSP, i just sat there and watched. There was seriously nothing to do. Actually i wanna bring my laptop de, but in the end Toh said that any laptop or psp will be confiscated and need to get back from Dr. Mario -.- I kia tio dun dare bring le. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, Need For Speed Undercover is coming out in 18 nov. So sian, still got so long time. Looks really cool, the graphics are the best so far, and the best of all is the storyline. They got Maggie Q to act as someone in the game. Totally cool. This is the extent of how well they are planning to do this. This is different ProStreet i swear, ProStreet was done in 4 months, this took 2 years of planning. No way they gonna screw it up. At least not like ProStreet. ProStreet was kinda a failure, the graphics are there but no free roam. Free roam is one of the most important thing in NFS series in my opinion. Anyway, looking for Nov 18. Hols are gonna start now, and im already stoning in front of my lappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH STILL has no ideas of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is STILL emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-8612885839499436287?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/8612885839499436287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=8612885839499436287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8612885839499436287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8612885839499436287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1277044626479890444</id><published>2008-10-14T15:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T15:34:32.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. Just ponned training today. Im not really into training these days. Its like, you finally get to slack, then suddenly 4 days of trianing is crammed into every week. Waste my time, waste my energy. Stupid SAAA, move Nats to April for what. -.- Hols are gonna be worse, training schedule is&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow? 5 days per week, i may just go come and die. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH STILL does not noe what to do at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is STILL emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1277044626479890444?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1277044626479890444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1277044626479890444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1277044626479890444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1277044626479890444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7202407770143602391</id><published>2008-10-10T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T23:50:39.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>God dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From 1b, now i have 2bs. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths - A1&lt;br /&gt;English - A1&lt;br /&gt;Science - A2&lt;br /&gt;Lit - A2&lt;br /&gt;IH - B3&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid IH and chi. I was expecting for history to pull my IH up, but it only pull a little. Shit man. -.- Anyways, was quite sian today, Ortus Nite wasnt as fun as last year. The emcee cracked some lame jokes that seriously will leng dao... The best was the,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh, I think we can dance. We make a good team."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Whats our team?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our team is called "Forge Signature".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Its copy from Britain's Got Talent the show=x That show the team supposed to be called Signature. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ortus Nite was quite a failure to say. Quite boring. Worst is no dance item, me and david were sitting there waiting for it -.- Shit hell it, said it ended at 10.30, but ended 1hr before. Zzz. Waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH still has no ideas of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7202407770143602391?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7202407770143602391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7202407770143602391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7202407770143602391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7202407770143602391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/god-dammit.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3193991701117957063</id><published>2008-10-09T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:50:53.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Uhms. Paper checking was quite good this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, here are the results.&lt;br /&gt;Science - A2&lt;br /&gt;English - A1&lt;br /&gt;Maths - A1&lt;br /&gt;Lit - A2&lt;br /&gt;Geog - B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn geog, my only b. Go to hell teddy lau. Just go and eat shit=x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hoping that my chinese doesnt screw up too much tmr, and my history can pull IH to at least an A2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH is emo-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3193991701117957063?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3193991701117957063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3193991701117957063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3193991701117957063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3193991701117957063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/uhms.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2695985929499165282</id><published>2008-10-05T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T10:17:48.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dunno why, i dun seem to feel really happy that the exams are about to be over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling dims abit boring now. Dunno what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, after exams what should i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid JH has no ideas of what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone help me pls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU everyone for chinese EOY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2695985929499165282?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2695985929499165282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2695985929499165282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2695985929499165282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2695985929499165282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/dunno-why-i-dun-seem-to-feel-really.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7423036074774417225</id><published>2008-10-04T09:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T10:01:18.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eh. Really dun need learn chen yu and ci yu mehs. Don't scare me man. I mug chen yu until 1am yesterday. Please dun tell me that I wasted my time. &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really, i feel like going to the airport to mug, but no one go with me. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone go with me? Cos my chinese sucks, i cmi alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7423036074774417225?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7423036074774417225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7423036074774417225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7423036074774417225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7423036074774417225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/eh.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-1493201534164318367</id><published>2008-10-03T22:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T22:14:13.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mugging is so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody say dun need to mug chinese, i dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im here mugging crazily for the 92 chenyus, and here ppl are dota-ing, mapling and dims-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. TIAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i doing the wrong thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe yes, but 不怕一万，只怕万一.  Better mug den dun mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU for chi eoy everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-1493201534164318367?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/1493201534164318367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=1493201534164318367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1493201534164318367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/1493201534164318367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/10/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-840886481955086679</id><published>2008-09-30T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:09:33.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I suppose this is called the free time for me to have some blogging time =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress really caught up with me. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having regular headaches, nosebleeds, whatsoever, and my mum just got my some funny looking TCM medicine that i have to drink with a whole cup of water. Its some kind of powdery stuff. Yucks. Still have 2 of them to finish, cant stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i tried to pinch my nose while drinking it, but i couldnt hold my breath and had to let go. Tasted the thing. *Blehh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to cram physics, bio and chem into my poor brain =x Still got maths to go through with my mum. Dun think maths can make it, science got chance, but about 50%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History paper was quite easy, geog wasnt so much so, but everyone say its easier than history. Think i mug too little le bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, hafta study chem le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYE. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-840886481955086679?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/840886481955086679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=840886481955086679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/840886481955086679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/840886481955086679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-suppose-this-is-called-free-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3936564253320429421</id><published>2008-09-28T13:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T13:33:11.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lols:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my house library mugging with sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought my laptop there, only to find out that sam wants to find out the lame answers of the papers potato head gave us on essay only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waste my energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, he says he wants to go eat. When i just reached 10 mins ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the typical sam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should change his name to Sam the Pangseh-er and Distracter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He keep on come chao me den say me distract him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pot calling the kettle black, really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3936564253320429421?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3936564253320429421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3936564253320429421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3936564253320429421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3936564253320429421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/lolsd-at-my-house-library-mugging-with.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-5738565100824469939</id><published>2008-09-27T03:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T03:45:33.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to srleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging at the airport macs comp now. oO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wee telling me to go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cyas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-5738565100824469939?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/5738565100824469939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=5738565100824469939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/5738565100824469939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/5738565100824469939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-to-srleep.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3573846472392903924</id><published>2008-09-26T17:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:03:30.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. enough. Was mugging at kap for the last 5 days. Ohmytian, it WAS tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine sitting there in the same place, seeing the same people serving you, seeing the same bag, seeing the same file, seeing the same foolscap.&lt;br /&gt;With JH, its not that hard to imagine:P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugged geog, history, chem. Still left lit, bio, physics. WEE. YOU OWE ME BIO NOTES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, going to mug at airport today with sam and wee again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kena sore throat, was feeling kinda sick in school today. Emo-ing class, wasnt really listening. JH. YOU SHOULD BE LISTENING. LAST STUDYING LESSON OF SEC2. OHMYTIAN, WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ahems* Sorry for the random caps. Anyway, gonna mug lit bio and physics today. Maybe lit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, don't talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will feel the same way when you cant talk without hurting your throat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to talk to me at all cost, imagine me screwing you on mon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With JH, its not that hard to imagine:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3573846472392903924?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3573846472392903924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3573846472392903924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3573846472392903924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3573846472392903924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/mug.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-9074151241585793302</id><published>2008-09-21T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T12:03:07.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow.</title><content type='html'>Just spammed my tag to shoot SZT down. Lols. Think he got kinda pissed when he wanted to complain about me and huang cb just shook him off. See, SZT, even the teachers hate you. If you realise, Ms Soh actually talked to you about it. But, i think you dont bother. Nvm. Enough of that crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night me sam and wee went to airport to mug. YEA MUG, DONT GIVE ME THAT FACE. I know we 3 not known to be muggers la, but pls hor, ppl can change. xD Sam was like going to fall asleep any time la. ZZZ. Leave me and wee writing chem and bio notes. What the heck, wee and sam were like talking kok all the way, they thing i stupid, i listen music cannot hear, but i can guess. My guessing skills arent that bad dudes. =.= Even if i didnt guess correctly, i would know sooner or later. NICE NAME YOU PUT WHILE PLAYING PLAYMAN SUMMERGAMES. =.= Really, you 2 would die on monday. No wonder keep on laughing, den ask them time say JOULES worh. really JOULES arh. I believe it was something else. F3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, SAM JUST GOT HIS OWN BLOG. LOLS. Cant believe it xDD Lols whats the blog name again, samuel-is-in-town.blogspot.com. Eh sam, santa claus is in town too. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah lao, sam pangseh-er, suddenly call me say headache. Hai me and wee nothing to study, 1+ go home liao. =.= Still have to mafan my dad come pick me cos MRT off service liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All your fault.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And oh ya, linked you sam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-9074151241585793302?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/9074151241585793302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=9074151241585793302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9074151241585793302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/9074151241585793302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow.html' title='Wow.'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4616820806485495692</id><published>2008-09-18T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:04:05.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AZT</title><content type='html'>AZT. The drug to slow down the process of the course of AIDS  in your body. What does it stand for actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It i the abbreviation for "A Zhen Tao". How does it work?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, when IT is injected into the bloodstream, it will produce massive amounts of oil that the AIDS virus molecules have difficulty in passing. This will succesfully slow down the movement of AIDS virus molecules by up to 10 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing explanation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i wanted to write it on the class board, he wanted to take a picture of it to show the teacher. "it" i mean. stupid ass, think he can kan my balls. Wait long long dude. Correction. Dugong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4616820806485495692?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4616820806485495692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4616820806485495692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4616820806485495692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4616820806485495692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/09/azt.html' title='AZT'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2036136715621167844</id><published>2008-07-30T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T20:09:38.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today IS test rocked. Lols YongJS owns ass, owns MGFL's large one too. Or should i change to the dugong's large and flabby one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You see the first question? Try to use it. Ahh... I told you all that you don't need to memorize, can understand enough already."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Shiok 8 marks free at the back of the paper, did not spot the semi-colon thing. Shit it man. But anyway is most like A1 ba. About 70-80% change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to dugong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niao him right in the face and he will go (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is how irritating he is. The more he does that, the more pissed you become. But i learnt. Once he (",), you shall just (-_-) him back, or just dao him completely. F3 It works though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2036136715621167844?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2036136715621167844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2036136715621167844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2036136715621167844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2036136715621167844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/today-is-test-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-8974722260975318956</id><published>2008-07-29T21:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T21:52:44.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lols.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Are you smiling?Erm nope. oO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. When is the last time you met someone new?Yesterday. Those noisy china cbs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. What is irritating you now?Erm. Tmr's IS test. I think im gonna screw it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. When did you last pizza?Erm. Not sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;5. Do you drink beer?Oh man. Dont talk to me of that horrible concoction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;6. Do you have any friends who are famous?MGFL. HE rocks my ass, as much as he rocks his own large one. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Are you any good at poker?21points, of cos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. What do you want?A red psp.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. Are you tired?Yes, i tried mugging for IS but all that came into my mind was shit. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. Last spoken words you heard? Bye dog.(by sam)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. Have you ever kissed anyone named John?Im not gay, neither have i kissed anyone in my whole life, if you exclude parents.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. What is your favourite thing in your room?The com im using now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. Pepsi or Coke?Neither. I hate gassy drinks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. Did you ever throw up?Yes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Did you ever throw up kissing someone?Haven't i just said i never kissed someone before?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Do you enjoy piercings or tattoos?Neither. Im not beng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Taco Bell or Macs?Taco Bell? what the shit is that.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Are you restless?I just said i tried mugging IS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. Is your computer a laptop?No.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Are you allowed to stay up later than 11pm on a weeknight?No, but i dont give a shit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. How many friendster views do you have?None. I dont have a Friendster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;22. Want to be a princess?Erm, im a guy, if you notice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. Do you believe dreams come true?Erm yes, like how failing tmr's IS test is going to come true soon. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. Last song you heard?Bao Chi Wei Xiao(S.H.E) Maybe i should do that more often. Follow the dugong. Niao him right in the face and he will go (",) Urgghs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. Do you like batman?No, i like bad man. MGFL is fine too. xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;26. Who is in the room with you?No one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;27. What are you wearing on your feet?Nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;28. What is your favourite pair of shoes?My tattered sports shoes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;29. Who was the last person you told you loved them?Do i look as if the emotional kind of people?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;30. What was the last thing you ate?Some weird red bean pastry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;31. What were you doing before this?I just said i was mugging for the IS test. For the Third time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;32. What is the cloest item near to you?The keyboard, im touching it right now in fact.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. What messaging service do you use?My phone i guess?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;34. What is your favourite website?hci2j2008.blogspot.com lols.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;36. What do you wear more? Jeans or sweatpants?Jeans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;37. What is the last movie you watched?The Dark Knight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;38. What do you currently hear right now?Ni Zui Jin Hai Hao Ma(S.H.E) Im listening to the playlist.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;39. When did you last buy a new pair of pants?Forgot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;40. When did you last take a shower?5hrs ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;41. Where's your favourite place to be?Im am in my favourite place now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. Ever been to QuizPox.com?What the hell is QuizPox.com?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;43. Where is your mum?in her room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;44. Where do you sleep?my room duh. OH no on the streets.=.= &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;45. Where do you shop the most?Parkway, TM, M square... What else?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;46. Where did you get the shirt you're wearing?i got it from my promary school.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;47. Coach purse or NFL tickets?Dont recognise any of the items listed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;48. Where was your default picture takenMy room&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;49. Why did you pick your background?it was the default template.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;50. Are you happy with where you are?im mugging for the IS test. and im saying this for the last time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;51. Is cheating ever okay?Yes, if i can for IS tmr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;52. Would you ever take someone back if they cheated on you?Uh depends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;53. Have you ever talked about marriage with someone before?Do i look the age?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;54. Do you want someone you can't have?Currently i dont have anyone that i want to have, so yeah, you get the point.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;55.Do you believe love at first sight exists?Possible, like i fell in love with this com at 1st sight. oO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;56. Do you believe in celebrating anniversaries?Uhm i guess so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;57. Do you believe that you can change someone?I think i can. Change myself.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;58. Would you ever consider getting married or engaged right now?Why do you like to repeat questions? DO I LOOK THE AGE???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;59. Who did you have alchohol last? WIth my cousin. Tried some weird wine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;60. Where did you go today?oh, i went so space. Empty space in my mind waiting for the shit is IS to go in but it doesnt seem to.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;61. What do you miss?The holidays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;62. Have a hobby?Play DIMS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;63. When was the last time you saw your best friend?Everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Six lasts:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last beverage: Erm, cold milk.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last phone call: Erm, on friday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last e-mail: Dunno.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last annoyance:I STILL CANT UNDERSTAND IS.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last text message: Forgot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Five you evers:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dated someone twice:Never dated before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kissed someone and regretted it: i just said i have not kissed anyone yet.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lost someone special:My grandfather.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Been depressed: I HAVE NOT UNDERSTOOD IS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gone skinny dipping: Dun understand this phrase. Im too pure. &gt;&lt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Done. xD Happy reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-8974722260975318956?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/8974722260975318956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=8974722260975318956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8974722260975318956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8974722260975318956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/lols.html' title='Lols.'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3168725474003751356</id><published>2008-07-29T18:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T18:41:28.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Wow. Today had been amazing. Got alot of things to talk about today. Although those 2 things are about our class's most beloved Mr Grill Fish Lover(MGFL). And so the story goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i dont really noe wad happen, but the story goes something likethis. After school, i was staying in class when javier, MGFL, ivan a.k.a shortie, and cheng wai the old man were niao-ing each other like no one's business. THEN, then, our MGFL decided to act retarded and replied "WHAT?" with every comment made about him. He thought it was funny, we thought it was the typical MGFL way, then they continued saying about MGFL being a deaf retard. After they niaoed him i decided to go back to play wee wee's psp. This is when everything happen. MGFL seemed to have hit the old man's head, then the old man used a pen tip(or so MGFL says) to stab his family jewel. You can call that the michael jackson if you want to. And so, They started fighting, i tried to stop them, then for no FK REASON, JAVIER, YOU HAD TO HUO SHANG JIA YOU. Then in the end Javier started to fight, then typically, MGFL started to cry... oO Amazing that someone that has such a loud voice(not to mention a large ass), can have such fragile emotions. oO And so this was what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, commenting on our favourite MGFL again. Something seemed to have spoilt his brains, maybe is dota, maybe it just is typically MGFL. Anyway, he starts to like to imitate dota heroes, and funnily, a dragon. That day during maths remedial, he was like, "RAWR!" then turn around and "RAWR!". He did not seem to see mr toh looking at him incredulously though. then when he finally realised, the whole class was already laughing like mad. Mr Toh was like, "Jiaxian, CONCENTRATE." Lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder what are the amusing events that are associated with out MGFL to come up next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3168725474003751356?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3168725474003751356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3168725474003751356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3168725474003751356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3168725474003751356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3403906153243861299</id><published>2008-07-23T17:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T18:07:56.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cool</title><content type='html'>This is so fun. Din post for quite some time, tmr have tong yi, but i dunno why im still blogging. On monday we had quite some fun. Joel bought a pair of earmuffs and pui's children. You will see some of us posing with it. Here are the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcBEp7NqUI/AAAAAAAAACg/N_bwtdFog1g/s1600-h/DSC00085%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226147072072067394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcBEp7NqUI/AAAAAAAAACg/N_bwtdFog1g/s320/DSC00085%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David posing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAubcKQ1I/AAAAAAAAABw/_La8TKov5wQ/s1600-h/DSC00077%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226146690226602834" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAubcKQ1I/AAAAAAAAABw/_La8TKov5wQ/s320/DSC00077%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi hao the gay &gt;&lt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAutH-AhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/W5UUzlMm7R8/s1600-h/DSC00078%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226146694973751826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAutH-AhI/AAAAAAAAAB4/W5UUzlMm7R8/s320/DSC00078%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pui hanging his children around his&lt;br /&gt;neck. So cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAupq0zAI/AAAAAAAAACA/JB9W1FZ-xZU/s1600-h/DSC00079%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226146694046206978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAupq0zAI/AAAAAAAAACA/JB9W1FZ-xZU/s320/DSC00079%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute pigs. So artistic. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAuhrowwI/AAAAAAAAACI/xXZLjOGWpgw/s1600-h/DSC00080%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226146691902128898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAuhrowwI/AAAAAAAAACI/xXZLjOGWpgw/s320/DSC00080%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAuxEa9WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QBMhXDygds0/s1600-h/DSC00082%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226146696032613730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAuxEa9WI/AAAAAAAAACQ/QBMhXDygds0/s320/DSC00082%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan's unwanted shot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAEq-9tqI/AAAAAAAAABI/8qFrGUWL5kQ/s1600-h/DSC00071%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226145972844607138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAEq-9tqI/AAAAAAAAABI/8qFrGUWL5kQ/s320/DSC00071%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven's unwanted shot too. Sorry&lt;br /&gt;Steven, but this is what you get when&lt;br /&gt;the Trio are around. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAEvvGhqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gSjurIFHbEw/s1600-h/DSC00070%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226145974120253090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAEvvGhqI/AAAAAAAAABQ/gSjurIFHbEw/s320/DSC00070%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFDu6hkI/AAAAAAAAABY/lsI7Zp-IxmU/s1600-h/DSC00072%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226145979488175682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFDu6hkI/AAAAAAAAABY/lsI7Zp-IxmU/s320/DSC00072%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cute pigs again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFPs8T5I/AAAAAAAAABg/GNXNgDioG-k/s1600-h/DSC00073%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226145982701129618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFPs8T5I/AAAAAAAAABg/GNXNgDioG-k/s320/DSC00073%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFQuTNwI/AAAAAAAAABo/AuaCKcp958I/s1600-h/DSC00074%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226145982975260418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcAFQuTNwI/AAAAAAAAABo/AuaCKcp958I/s320/DSC00074%5B1%5D" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Joel posing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool. Nice photos we took. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3403906153243861299?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3403906153243861299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3403906153243861299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3403906153243861299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3403906153243861299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/cool.html' title='Cool'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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://bp0.blogger.com/_8opRd0L5yOc/SIcBEp7NqUI/AAAAAAAAACg/N_bwtdFog1g/s72-c/DSC00085%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-3179938953004667815</id><published>2008-07-18T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T21:24:39.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit</title><content type='html'>Shit it. Stop it, mozzie. I SAID STOP IT. Sorry. Talking to the mosquito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super irritating. Keeps flying around, and it bit me. One nice bite in my elbow, and it got smacked, but it did not die and continued flying around. God dammit, it flew up my pants. YES, MY PANTS. Now i got another mosquito bite in my dick. Just kidding. My thighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to say. Did not want to post today actually, but i dunno why i still did it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bb. Emo-ing. ~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-3179938953004667815?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/3179938953004667815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=3179938953004667815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3179938953004667815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/3179938953004667815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/dammit.html' title='Dammit'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2422921442252840995</id><published>2008-07-17T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T17:30:56.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saded .</title><content type='html'>Didnt post yesterday cos too busy trying to complete math hw. In the end is hand in tmr. =.= Anyway, got alot of things to talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday could be the day that i will possibly go deaf, but fortunately i didnt, so dun be too happy. xD The cedar girls beside were screaming their lungs out and cheering so loudly like there was no tmr. Me, wee, and sam where like - oO - and they still continued cheering like mad. There was this particular cheer where there aftercheer is the ****ING loud. Sorry. xD anyway i learnt my lesson - everytime they started there cheer i was smart enough to cover my ears. I tried shouting ***K to shut them up, but sorry to say, i could not even here my own voice.  =.= Sad, but i have to say this. THEY TOTALLY OWNED HC. AND I MEAN TOTALLY. Ahem, sorry for the caps. Anyway, yesterday was quite a good day for the TnF. C boys did quite a good job in owning the 1st runner up - ACS(I) - with a 66 point lead. =.= B boys almost lost, cos from what i saw ytd, not one of the B boys sprints events had one HC in it. The A girls did exceptionally well, not to forgot unexpectedly, as they owned with 183 points, higher then us C boys with 174 points. oO Dunno why. A boys sad, got 3rd. Dunno wads the reason, but dun care. F3  I ate quite alot of ice creams, and the last mass run for track was the most fun. All of us aim Sam's butt to whack, lols, den some senior suddenly give me the flag ask me to run, i was like wtf, den i just heck care la, take den take lorh, and i ran with it. quite dua pai la, but for fk care? lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today the only thing that happened was getting the maths results lorh. Not very good results, 30/40, barely A1, i expected better. All of them was careless mistakes, only one i could not quite understand the question. I knew the concept, but i did not know wad the question talking about. nbm. den got one more question, careless at the beginning, lost 4 marks like that. Nbm. Cyas. Emo-ing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2422921442252840995?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2422921442252840995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2422921442252840995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2422921442252840995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2422921442252840995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/saded.html' title='Saded .'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-7431413160488436175</id><published>2008-07-15T16:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T16:05:50.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you Joel</title><content type='html'>uhms ty joel now i guess the post is posted with the right time. Today skl nothing special, 'cept for last period when so many people stand up. lols. quite a funny sight. huang cb niao javier, jc3 and liao kai even more, and made them stand for the whole period. after that went for the mass thingy. got the tickets for tmr, and then went home with sam. that lamer kept trying to throw his rubbish into my mouth, and niaoed him back. xD Nothing special today, got not much to talk about. Cyas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-7431413160488436175?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/7431413160488436175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=7431413160488436175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7431413160488436175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/7431413160488436175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/thank-you-joel.html' title='Thank you Joel'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-8497989126551182656</id><published>2008-07-14T17:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T17:25:55.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>Help. I cant seem to solve the time problem, all my posts come out at with the wrong time. Someout tag at my board to me how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thx a bunch. oO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-8497989126551182656?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/8497989126551182656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=8497989126551182656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8497989126551182656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/8497989126551182656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/help_14.html' title='Help'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-4993938747794675785</id><published>2008-07-14T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T15:37:52.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uh oh</title><content type='html'>Shit. Did not check the training schedule and now i am dead shit cos i have training today. Han that pig is going to kill me on wed. How? Slacking about, decided to post on my blog after i decided to start my sci ACE. Today write ying yong wen, so super sian la, lucky i can finish. Wee Han tat fker go lan with sam. Tats all for today. lols&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-4993938747794675785?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/4993938747794675785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=4993938747794675785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4993938747794675785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/4993938747794675785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/uh-oh.html' title='Uh oh'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7262671023545815435.post-2467672730598023755</id><published>2008-07-09T17:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T17:15:55.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Post</title><content type='html'>Ahems . 1st post ever. Uhms, dunno wat to say. oO shud be posting more in the next few days. Sorry but no pics cos i rarely become zi lian and take pics of myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7262671023545815435-2467672730598023755?l=ty-ignite.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/feeds/2467672730598023755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7262671023545815435&amp;postID=2467672730598023755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2467672730598023755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7262671023545815435/posts/default/2467672730598023755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ty-ignite.blogspot.com/2008/07/first-post.html' title='First Post'/><author><name>JH</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07746225398007592158</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
