<?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-4876255441656704403</id><updated>2011-08-03T11:03:12.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so it ends like this.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4452581966796309426</id><published>2011-03-03T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-03T21:36:46.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Spring always comes after winter right...no matter how harsh or cold the winter may be, spring will always come," someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Someone recently told me that. Well, i have to say its true. But how many of us..do really appreciate and listen to that kind of advice? How many of us actually really take that positive attitude into the harsh battle that's upon us? Answer is...i dont know. Its up to you isn't it? Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anyways. Been almost a year. Haha. Had a nice time u guess. Don't have much to say, compares to last March. Haha. Byes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We all have courage to fight, to try our best in everything. But how many of us have the courage to admit defeat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4452581966796309426?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4452581966796309426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-always-comes-after-winter-right.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4452581966796309426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4452581966796309426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2011/03/spring-always-comes-after-winter-right.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1561666330567862774</id><published>2010-03-16T14:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T14:28:18.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's been...a term. more or less haha. =) got tons of homework to do. )=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's okay i guess. a week's break maybe can help a little. hopefully..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, doing chem proj now haha...need set up some solubility table blog -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just done that but it's empty.erm.ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much nothing else to say. have a nice holiday! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;dreams last a night, realities last a lifetime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1561666330567862774?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1561666330567862774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1561666330567862774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1561666330567862774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7034559515661967389</id><published>2010-01-29T16:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T16:41:14.839+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thought i'd find time today haha-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hi!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite.im kinda bored and dont want to start homework ya...&lt;br /&gt;been busy haha.&lt;br /&gt;hm...hope everyone's been well-.-&lt;br /&gt;oh well.ya.that's all i really have to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;marcus tong zhi jie&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7034559515661967389?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7034559515661967389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/01/thought-id-find-time-today-haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7034559515661967389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7034559515661967389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/01/thought-id-find-time-today-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7965391859723323441</id><published>2010-01-08T19:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:25:05.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a week? or so.hope everyone's doing fine with the start of sch =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been pretty worn out myself ya...the whole wekk was like a snail-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but,got through it. =) but no co tmr...leaves me nth much to do. oh ya, had a xiao zu with the others,they played so fast!even songs i was familiar with...well,cant catch up with them.hopefully i will one day =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept a lot today.see,tired.-.-&lt;br /&gt;okay,hm.nth much for me to say le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;turn around?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7965391859723323441?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7965391859723323441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-week-or-so.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7965391859723323441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7965391859723323441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-week-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-928143042775741350</id><published>2009-12-31T09:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T09:36:54.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey...haha long time haven't said much alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday just came back from co camp ya. bathed,ate,and then slept from 2 plus to eight thirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;co camp was okay.had water bombs and station games...such stuff.and our grp won the overall champion=) and i got some best camper award haha and they gave me chilli sauce lol. still got tons of sweets in bag.want to help me clear? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry chirstmas! a bit late but cause i didnt manage to post(haha i so busy rite.-.-)&lt;br /&gt;and happy new year!=) also means the end of holidays and start of sch term...zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm...new yr resolution: i would like to stay happy &amp;amp; healthy?=/ i would like to be able to play bball at a certain standard hahas(imagine cj here and i just a bit below him. -.- maybe i too ambitious.) do well in studies and...of course CO! will be like jordan. -.- so pro that guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room warming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;don't cheat during exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-928143042775741350?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/928143042775741350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/928143042775741350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/928143042775741350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6983789144244009075</id><published>2009-12-21T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T19:04:30.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hm. ah. just came back from co to find the house empty....-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dinner. is. terrible. let me tell you what's on the plate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. soup. i have no idea what soup it is. at all.&lt;br /&gt;2. mushrooms...lots of them. best of all the dishes on the table haha.&lt;br /&gt;3. otah..which had been hiding in the fridge for as long as i can remember...disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;4. potatoes. from...dunno where. they are horribly hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got co shirt today ahaha. =) today tiring...&lt;br /&gt;should i go for camp? hm. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;forgivable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6983789144244009075?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6983789144244009075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hm_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6983789144244009075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6983789144244009075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hm_21.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8225094568887983272</id><published>2009-12-18T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T08:10:57.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hm. later going to marine parade lib to study? haha. with cj. a bit dont feel like going...haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj yesterday nite every hour sms me once.-.- 1am, 2am,...crazy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm bored. at home...oh well. co will resume on mon ya,hahaha =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sch starting soon too...sian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;knowledge exists because you know something that i don't,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i know something that you don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8225094568887983272?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8225094568887983272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hm.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8225094568887983272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8225094568887983272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4546738628311150726</id><published>2009-12-16T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:26:16.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"But there's so much time, to figure out the best in my life."~&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Two Is Better Than One, &lt;/span&gt;Boys Like Girls feat. Taylor Swift&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyhey =) been a while ya haha. still got homework to finish, thinking if can go brian's house do homework..because i lost eng and maths hmk-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hols ending soon...too fast le. still remembered how happy i was to welcome the holiday ya...like 1 and a half mths ago...now it's almost over. 2 weeks more i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think msn is useless right now..nth to do there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on this blog will not be as often alr, com just boring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you soon  haha.  (go fb harvest crops =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when it's all over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4546738628311150726?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4546738628311150726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-theres-so-much-time-to-figure-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4546738628311150726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4546738628311150726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/but-theres-so-much-time-to-figure-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3932703411254819930</id><published>2009-12-11T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T20:16:44.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Another sun soaked season fades away."~&lt;em&gt;Stolen,&lt;/em&gt; Dashboard Confessional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hm. went yz's house ya. watched some movies. maybe elab next time ya? sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;protected heart and uncovered feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3932703411254819930?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3932703411254819930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-sun-soaked-season-fades-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3932703411254819930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3932703411254819930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/another-sun-soaked-season-fades-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1297492573563373838</id><published>2009-12-09T07:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T07:50:48.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Our worst disaster would be waking up alone."~&lt;em&gt;Waiting Game, &lt;/em&gt;Yellowcard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today looks promising, and hopefully doesnt go wrong like monday...=/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully can play bball ah. or else i would be stuck at home...then maybe have to help aunt do hsework.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then have dinner at grandparents' house ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im starting to think that maybe with CO it would be more fun...now got some 2wk break! T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant help but not start hmk. im screwed. someone help me start my engine -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;superstitions, they're stars way above you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1297492573563373838?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1297492573563373838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-worst-disaster-would-be-waking-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1297492573563373838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1297492573563373838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/our-worst-disaster-would-be-waking-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7762570155249988416</id><published>2009-12-07T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T08:47:21.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"5th Decoember is important for two things. First thing is high school musical. Second, it's the expiry date of our ham in the fridge."~Edmil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been a while haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hm. later going pan's house to play. =) and run 10k -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dunno if i should welcome the break for co...cause now what should i do? (someone shouts homework) lazy. BETTER START ALR!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;christmas coming alr...means holidays ending! argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ah. the chalet. -.- fun haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;byes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;memories of the forgotten angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7762570155249988416?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7762570155249988416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/5th-decoember-is-important-for-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7762570155249988416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7762570155249988416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/12/5th-decoember-is-important-for-two.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7161236838838532556</id><published>2009-11-30T08:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:25:55.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"All the right friends in all the right places."~&lt;em&gt;All The Right Moves, &lt;/em&gt;One Republic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still haven't really got down to any packing yet...haha. &lt;--- class chalet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still haven't finished much homework i'm supposed to do &lt;--- homework-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still am not following any study plan or sth. &lt;--- hm. study plan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will be gone for a while for the 6c chalet ya. and cj have fun haha. your bbq thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm going to buy co shirt haha. =) soon. 18 dollars...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shld get down to packing... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;doubts and uncertainties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shadows and under the bed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7161236838838532556?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7161236838838532556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-right-friends-in-all-right-places.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7161236838838532556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7161236838838532556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/all-right-friends-in-all-right-places.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5800790564643749873</id><published>2009-11-27T23:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T23:24:07.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Tell me I'm less worth than your phone."~Edmil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's what he asked me. i kindly said yes. -.-&lt;br /&gt;he got 267 for psle...oh well. how come got ppl want to reward him...last time i dont have haha. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do have pics. but not today. maybe soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a nice week i suppose for me...ya. cant believe co is cancelled tmr. i'm not happy really. very bad for me...especially when co will clash with class chalet on mon. argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to feel towards class chalet...maybe it'll turn out okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;creases on the neatest cloth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5800790564643749873?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5800790564643749873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-im-less-worth-than-your-phone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5800790564643749873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5800790564643749873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/tell-me-im-less-worth-than-your-phone.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4387749851706969843</id><published>2009-11-24T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:02:43.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want"~&lt;em&gt;Your Love Is A Lie, &lt;/em&gt;Simple Plan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hm. i cant be more bored. now i know how it feels like really to be bored to tears...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today woke up with slight cough with got worse...accompanied with headache, flu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slept for a while...but now still have headache.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well. tmr looking forward to 4.30 frisbee. that's all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2 years 2 days ago i was very happy...because i got 253 for psle! miracle. i still remember how happy i was. =) and now...two years and two days later...im so bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shall stop crapping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes we don't need answers to the questions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what really matters is that...it's here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4387749851706969843?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4387749851706969843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-look-into-my-eyes-and-pretend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4387749851706969843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4387749851706969843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-can-look-into-my-eyes-and-pretend.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6318144142819132025</id><published>2009-11-21T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T21:09:31.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"To watch you, to guide you, through the darkest of your days."~&lt;em&gt;Wherever You Will Go, &lt;/em&gt;The Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;only me and cj came for bball. -.- but he taught me haha and then i learn =) next time can train again. after that went home to shower before heading with cj to xiao pan pan's hse...we got there...but we were freaking drenched. had to borrow a shirt for a while...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;played wii, i lost everything..-.- well, almost everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to harbour front to meet mum &amp;amp; her fren and my bro. we then took taxi to great world city where we met my aunt and uncle for dinner at ichiban. went to tiong bahru for a while before dad came and went home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woke up before the alarm rang minutes later at 4.55 a.m &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to sch and took buses to hwa chong institution for a some interaction prog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the IGLs? some leaders keep asking me to drink coffee -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ya...then they started calling me coffee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but they were nice haha...nice ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hwa chong very big! i await the day i get lost in my sch campus. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and it's the first time, i actually felt so dizzy that i fell. di ming crashed into the chairs on the side lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had fun and no fun...i think. idk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shant elab on what happened...can fill prob 10 blog posts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i shld get rest. BRIAN COME FOR FRISBEE TMR. if it doesnt screw up. CO on MON! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a second to know, a memory to remember.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6318144142819132025?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6318144142819132025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-watch-you-to-guide-you-through.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6318144142819132025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6318144142819132025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/to-watch-you-to-guide-you-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8458917369393181296</id><published>2009-11-20T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T09:32:21.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Maybe it's time for miracles."~&lt;em&gt;Time For Miracles, &lt;/em&gt;Adam Lambert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this song's nice. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been busy? didnt go CO yesterday...i went to MOE hq for some dnt seminar...and had to give the graduation party a miss =( guess some things are more impt than others...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anw, we were supposed to showcase our dioramas and explain our projects when teachers pass by. me and rayson so pro! -.- haha we had some lame marble for entertainment. and that alarm clock that ms choo eventually took back home...it was mine haha. hao ran and rayson damn lame...haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;altho i'm not taking dnt next year...i have to say that out of all the subject teachers...i like the dnt teachers as a whole the most..because they have possess friendliness that not many other subj teachers have..and they are funny and warm. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll definitely miss them haha. great teachers.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rayson is going to treat me ice cream! yay. where you going to take me? swensens? lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you always wanted to know how i felt...maybe it's time...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to know how you felt all this while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8458917369393181296?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8458917369393181296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-its-time-for-miracles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8458917369393181296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8458917369393181296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/maybe-its-time-for-miracles.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1771529979209009734</id><published>2009-11-17T19:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T19:50:22.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Everything should be made as simple as possible, but not one bit simpler."~Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went out with jx,rayson,fy and cj to watch 2012. quite nice...epic disaster. cant believe after the whole mess...still got ppl survive-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had lunch first tho. i forgot what i ate alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we wanted to buy fy mushroom toy. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think im falling sick...soon? my head's just so hot! idk...forget it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need to find something fun to do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;up there and down here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1771529979209009734?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1771529979209009734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/everything-should-be-made-as-simple-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1771529979209009734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1771529979209009734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/everything-should-be-made-as-simple-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6641410796405323499</id><published>2009-11-16T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T11:15:51.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cause if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me, and your hearts starts to wonder where on this earth I could be."~&lt;em&gt;The Man Who Can't Be Moved, &lt;/em&gt;The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later got co...ya.&lt;br /&gt;brian cant go with me. =(&lt;br /&gt;i very bored.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go out without spending money...&lt;br /&gt;next thing to look forward to is prob...p6 graduation party i think...&lt;br /&gt;haiz.&lt;br /&gt;someone entertain me. =)&lt;br /&gt;RAYSON! he too busy preparing for vj to hear me alr...&lt;br /&gt;maybe one day all of us can play hide and seek ah...&lt;br /&gt;around s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;sounds fun.&lt;br /&gt;then we must give clues. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope co entertains me...haha. as if it's funny. &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404534351218838002" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SwDDW6TLifI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0WmnAgvPUqI/s320/class+6c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6compassionate! not all. some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404532628843502114" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SwDByp85miI/AAAAAAAAAFI/gUFH7I5ixGI/s320/Class.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and...2D! not all. most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can be stupid and compare these two photos. -.- took them off from fb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;zzz.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;broken souls of unspirited winters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6641410796405323499?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6641410796405323499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/cause-if-one-day-you-wake-up-and-find.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6641410796405323499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6641410796405323499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/cause-if-one-day-you-wake-up-and-find.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SwDDW6TLifI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/0WmnAgvPUqI/s72-c/class+6c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7720813127993066303</id><published>2009-11-15T22:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T22:38:35.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I can't be perfect."~&lt;em&gt;Perfect,&lt;/em&gt; Simple Plan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CO FOREVER! -.- tmr got co.. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im hoping co might work out for me. been such a week for me. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frisbee was okay...quite fun? =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cyas. dont feel like talking much. wait till i talkative...-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we live in a world blanketed in doubts and uncertainties...the world's under a mask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7720813127993066303?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7720813127993066303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-be-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7720813127993066303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7720813127993066303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-cant-be-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8431446971336895410</id><published>2009-11-13T08:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T09:20:01.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"And through it all she offers me protection a lot of love and affection, whether I'm right or wrong ."~&lt;em&gt;Angels, &lt;/em&gt;David Archuleta &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I LOVE CO! AHAHAHAHA. for now. it's fun. =) i think. hope i'm not wrong...i dont need to be wrong. hahahahahahaha. YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN THE SHOCKED LOOK ON CJ'S FACE WHEN HE SAW ME PLAYING THE YANGQIN. hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;my instrument-----&gt; yangqin and percussion hopefully...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;yangqin quite interesting. i never played any musical instrument besides the recorder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;and darrel's with me. makes my life so much better hahahahaha. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;credits to brian for letting me even have this opportunity in the first place...and credit for the ppl who encouraged me to try for it. =) what about track now...haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;later going to play bad with brian,cj,cliff,fy,shawn,&lt;strike&gt;isaac&lt;/strike&gt;( if he does show up...haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;next mon CO. im going to master the yangqin! -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;great walls have great supports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;great friends have great friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8431446971336895410?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8431446971336895410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-through-it-all-she-offers-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8431446971336895410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8431446971336895410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/and-through-it-all-she-offers-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8527284705192529591</id><published>2009-11-10T19:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:48:58.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I wanna run, only far enough to make you miss me."~&lt;em&gt;Broken Man, &lt;/em&gt;Boys Like Girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great thanks to brian and his family and the maid for being so hospitable? and brian for accompanying me on this boring day. =) and prob...making me another chance...another chance to start fresh. MAYBE. but i appreciate it. thanks lots. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ran with brian today...tmr we gonna do better! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played chess. played twice.lost twice. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...idk if im ready or not...i just dont know... but maybe i am. maybe...i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a dead pulse for more than long enough...to be jolted back to life by a single heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8527284705192529591?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8527284705192529591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna-run-only-far-enough-to-make-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8527284705192529591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8527284705192529591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-wanna-run-only-far-enough-to-make-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3319005742405371257</id><published>2009-11-09T09:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:48:35.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Cause all that's left has gone away."~&lt;em&gt;Look What You've Done, &lt;/em&gt;Jet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm going to have to quit french...bye moelc.. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess later this week...im going to go back and hand in that form which i nvr thought of handing in... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am supposed to be happy...but im dreading to hand in the form...looks like the end. i'm going to miss that place...all the things that had happened there. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i won pin twice in predicting soccer scores. so now he owes me ice cream. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and brian when you want to start running around your condo? we run together haha. then our 2.4 timing next yr ultra pro! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this week looks pretty boring. hope things will turn for the better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wandering souls and lonely streets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3319005742405371257?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3319005742405371257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/cause-all-thats-left-has-gone-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3319005742405371257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3319005742405371257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/cause-all-thats-left-has-gone-away.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1330857529478541770</id><published>2009-11-08T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:50:54.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Before too late, before too long, let's try and take it back before it all went wrong."~&lt;em&gt;Before The Worst, &lt;/em&gt;The Script&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let's see...im very tired now. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRIDAY: went cycling with cj,rayson,jx,cliff at pasir ris pk. fun haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SATURDAY: lay in bed. wait for right moments to get out of bed. -.- went to macs at loyang pt with pin for a while. he help me do chem stuff ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUNDAY: frisbee was..okay?idk. then went to sch for class outing. least there was pizza. I SO KIND NEVER HIT CJ WITH THE WATER BALLOON. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TMR: follow cj's fail proof plan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TUES: i think it's p5 interclass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WED:idk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THURS: dont know either&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FRI: watch hippos bit their tails off each other. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bye. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;true people sit on top of the tree,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;others can't seem to get up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1330857529478541770?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1330857529478541770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-too-late-before-too-long-lets.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1330857529478541770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1330857529478541770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/before-too-late-before-too-long-lets.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2567372345470096485</id><published>2009-11-05T22:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T22:26:26.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's like arguing over what flavor the jam is...when it's peanut butter."~Lim Pin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was feeling so happy i tell you...i was shouting in the lift and i couldnt help laughing to myself. (someone call the mental hospital) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but now..different. idk...maybe this is how a mood swing feels like? one moment so happy and another moment the other extreme...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tmr is going to be okay, but i see it as screwed. for no reason. im crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was fun...went to wsps to help count votes for teacher awards...cant tell you who won. ate 2 plates of nasi ayam, and 10 fishballs. it was jas,des,cyrus and me who were helping...we ate so much haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then went to ehub and then ws for a while...ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623530590864930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SvLefMJ8BiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/b_cRAhBvYzk/s320/Picture+121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;beautiful rainbow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623522567327410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SvLeeuQ-jrI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Re6Gb-se3JY/s320/Picture+120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400623515051123666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SvLeeSQ-Y9I/AAAAAAAAAEw/32xObPafLOk/s320/Picture+119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;beautiful rainbows swirl around me, signalling the end of rain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2567372345470096485?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2567372345470096485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-like-arguing-over-what-flavor-jam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2567372345470096485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2567372345470096485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/its-like-arguing-over-what-flavor-jam.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SvLefMJ8BiI/AAAAAAAAAFA/b_cRAhBvYzk/s72-c/Picture+121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2596636058383412918</id><published>2009-11-04T07:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T07:14:00.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If something has a great impact on you...will you forget and act as though nothing had happened?"~ Someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO RAYSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!( it was yesterday..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;AND MUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!(today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm so sorry for forgetting rayson's b'day...we'll make it up to you XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ysterday i was out for...10 hours. went to white sands pri to help out in their interclass, and then headed for brian's house after that. I WON, HIM IN CHINESE CHESS!!!!!!!!!! CAN YOU BELIEVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!=))) i cant. lol. maybe a stroke of luck saw me through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i should really end this here...before cyrus calls me and realises i'm not ready to go to wsps. cyas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dashed hopes and diminished flames.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2596636058383412918?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2596636058383412918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-something-has-great-impact-on-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2596636058383412918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2596636058383412918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/if-something-has-great-impact-on-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3109263263212442882</id><published>2009-11-02T09:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:23:02.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I need a little more luck than a little bit cause every time I get stuck the words won't fit."~&lt;em&gt;Tongue Tied, &lt;/em&gt;Faber Drive &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am liking this song and this band now lol. still waiting for pin to send me the album =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. im going to sch soon... &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yesterday i was so tired idk why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frisbee was er. okay? no. it wasnt really okay. never mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JING MIN! =) have a great day today haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;byeeeeeeee. gtg bathe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enjoy ur hols ppl =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we live in a constant world of change...we change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slowly, but surely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3109263263212442882?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3109263263212442882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-little-more-luck-than-little-bit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3109263263212442882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3109263263212442882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-need-little-more-luck-than-little-bit.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7049878982296740181</id><published>2009-10-31T21:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T12:43:44.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"There is no end to better results."~Mr Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYEEEEEEEEEEEE GUYS!!!!!!!! will miss you guys. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;WHAT I WILL REMEMBER YOU AS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rayson: a great friend. but lame. very lame. very, very LAME. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chen Jie: oily and fun guy. should go wash your hair. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Feng Yuan: one word: MUSHROOM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Isaac: Pie Kia. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sheng Wei: FRENCH MASTER FOREVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shawn: Soccer SUPER STAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicholas Lee: Pork Der Sar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shabab: B.A.B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jin Kai: FAIL prefect. but a good prefect lol.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yorisan: My very first friend, i will always rmb. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Dominic: KING DOMINIC. DOMINATOR DOMINIC DOMINATION.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bryan: Cross-country pro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bryan Francis: DONT EMO. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Amrit: erm...too many vulgarities dont make a good person for IP. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kiran: tennis captain, soccer pro, studies good. wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darren Gan: funny person. and i used to piss him off. very fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darren Tan : White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kai Hui: Beancurd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mustaqim: Gang leader. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jing Xiang: Mafia war bastard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Clifford: Dog? jkjk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hao Ran: good fren who had lots of things in common. last time that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Song Qing: SQHI! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Shaun: dont talk to yourself. talk to others too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zhaf: monitor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Zhafir: singer ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Keith: funny guy. really. amuses me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jonathan: J.T.R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Billy: Billy Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Aloysius: Alloy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Charley: the guy who breaks up fights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Jun Xuan: Xiao Pan Pan ( omg i forget to say goodbye to him) NOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Khairul: Kailuuuuuuuuuu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nicholas Yuan: Hong Kong Chinese expert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kwan Meng: Ah Meng. monkey.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reuben: Moey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Marcus: Ting Tong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tyler: he used to try to teach me maths. and he's super hyper...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yash: Yashi Doshi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BYE GUYS! it's been 2 years, some will see each other, others wont. 42 minds, 1 spirit; WE WILL OWN YOU. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;cya next year haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it takes one to lead, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but a million will follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7049878982296740181?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7049878982296740181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-end-to-better-results.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7049878982296740181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7049878982296740181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-is-no-end-to-better-results.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1886050167771507042</id><published>2009-10-28T19:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T19:58:56.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Nothing is flawless."~Rayson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WRONG---&gt; everything is except you ah.. and the bear. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Today, we can talk about friendship!!!!!!!!!!! lol. IMPORTANT LESSON AH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;how to show your friendship :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;1. when your fren forget to bring his badge...sacrifice your badge ah! give it to him. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;2. play uno. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;3. hide together in a make-shift bush.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;4. make him pay for the food. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;5. make lame jokes just to make him laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;two more days to the end of sch...how am i feeling? fine, just fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;BYE RAYSON!!!!! lol. too early. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;years to build, seconds to topple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1886050167771507042?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1886050167771507042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-is-flawless.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1886050167771507042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1886050167771507042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-is-flawless.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1392788322422989536</id><published>2009-10-27T18:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T18:45:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Look at what you've yet to achieve, forget the things you've missed."~Feng Yuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i think this can really relate to me and the exams? i think i shld look ahead, and forget the things i never really achieved. so ya. thanks fy? haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so im going to die, get scolded for all the bad results. especially sci. pull me down. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on the other hand... im fine with my hist, hmt and english. esp my languages ( except french) i didnt expect such an easy way to my desired grade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today was probably the day i spent the most money. THIRTY DOLLARS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wont do a break down of how it was spent... but most of the money shld come back to me by the end of next wk? lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im thinking of making a post on VS 2D again soon...and it'll most likely be name as "WHAT I WILL REMEMBER YOU AS" so yup...hope you guys ( 2D ) will like it and not take things really srsly if i do offend you. haha. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stay when summer comes, move when winter comes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1392788322422989536?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1392788322422989536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-what-youve-yet-to-achieve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1392788322422989536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1392788322422989536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/look-at-what-youve-yet-to-achieve.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2571583011853665404</id><published>2009-10-26T14:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T14:43:55.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I see blackness in your heart."~ Sheng Wei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont really know if i should like today or hate today. but im happy im home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let's not get into my results, that's all i want to say. give me time to get over the bad sutff. haiz. =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;looking towards the end of this week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;framed victims and accused innocent.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2571583011853665404?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2571583011853665404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-see-blackness-in-your-heart.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2571583011853665404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2571583011853665404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-see-blackness-in-your-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-935229104274476318</id><published>2009-10-25T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:22:08.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I'm no food, but when you need me, I'll be there..."~ Someone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yes, someone. this one is soo cute, funny and touching at the same time. if you get what i mean. And you'll prob never find where i got this from haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today's frisbee was fun. but i slacked. =) VS GOT OWNED BY THE OTHERS. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;not really feeling well ah. aching, and a bit sick. and worried for tmr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;getting papers back! wish me luck. although it might all be already too late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i shall not be unhappy for tmr hopefully, what ever the result. what's done done rite? no use crying over spilt milk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we all twirl around our own mountains,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but come to meet at the peak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-935229104274476318?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/935229104274476318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-no-food-but-when-you-need-me-ill-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/935229104274476318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/935229104274476318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/im-no-food-but-when-you-need-me-ill-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6845207536515763484</id><published>2009-10-24T11:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:39:15.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You gotta love yourself if you can ever love me"~&lt;em&gt;What Ever It Takes, &lt;/em&gt;Lifehouse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i like this song soooo much. it's very nice. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this whole week im so tired! aching all over, especially since badminton on wed. i'm still recovering from yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WE WILL OWN YOU. AND WE DID. WE HAVE BROUGHT 2D TO VICTORY. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;we have won the inter-class frisbee competition! and i tell you, it wasnt easy. BUT WE'VE DONE IT. i cant be any happier. =)))))) grats guys. even for those who didnt play, you guys supported us so strongly that we had to win. and for those who played, we showed them. =) thanks to mr tan too. he was the one who taught us after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;haha won brian's class in the finals! tough fight ah. T.T they pro okay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;next mon will see some papers coming back, i guess it's abt time isnt it? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what i've said and done...it's all over. so as well face whatever is going to hit me on monday strongly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes i wake up in the morn and wonder if everything that happened was a dream. and it can be that real. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj crazy de. these days he sleep so late! =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe this isn't important at all; what is is that we're still here, alive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6845207536515763484?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6845207536515763484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-gotta-love-yourself-if-you-can-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6845207536515763484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6845207536515763484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-gotta-love-yourself-if-you-can-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7147365430113770678</id><published>2009-10-21T22:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:21:37.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Take me away, to a secret place."~&lt;em&gt;Pocket Full Of Sunshine, &lt;/em&gt;Natasha Bedingfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had fun today. sweat the whole day thru. ended my day feeling tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hope tmr will be the same; but different in a certain way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Even if it takes a million years, I would stand by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Till the day, you wake up from your dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7147365430113770678?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7147365430113770678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-me-away-to-secret-place.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7147365430113770678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7147365430113770678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/take-me-away-to-secret-place.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-604279330455131596</id><published>2009-10-18T14:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T14:34:23.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"No bubble is so iridescent or floats longer than that blown by the successful teacher."~Willaim Osler &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from kailu. again. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOR VS2d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok. i've been in 2D for 1 year plus already. and i guess, if it's the time to miss them and realise that they are there for a reason, it's probably now. and i realised that despite attempts to change my mind abt how i actually feel, i would not. but i would try. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i might have been blind, maybe i should not put the world so high up on the wall, for i fear i might be able to take it down. even if jonathan is TRYING to be irritating, isaac's being a bastard and racist all at the same time, benjamin's being a bloody bugger, it's still well, 2D. jonathan's nice, isaac's helpful in the end, and benjamin's nice to sit in front of -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to accept. we're not a class, we're MORE than that. in sec 1, we might be a class. but in sec 2, we're family. and we wont stay that way for long. all i want to say, maybe i'll miss you all. i'll miss rayson definitely XD and jonathan's voice XD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK. so maybe only 10% of the class will ever see this message, but i hope we all share the same feelings. coz i will. and i dont need to regret. Thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frisbee was fun. haha. and i hurt my leg. zzz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the gap proves to be impossible to chase up to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i could tie a string onto you and stay that way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-604279330455131596?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/604279330455131596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-bubble-is-so-iridescent-or-floats.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/604279330455131596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/604279330455131596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/no-bubble-is-so-iridescent-or-floats.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5999686242813793772</id><published>2009-10-16T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T13:46:55.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"1 and a half months is enough for you to forget everything."~Mr Christophe Rousseeuw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short one. went to moelc get french results. fail. as usual. english was okay today. weirdly i dont feel happy. like very sian. bored? maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im going to make a promise to myself that during the hols EVERYDAY will study french! and sheng wei won me in french = ice cream treat. i'll be waiting... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be blessed with a life is good enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to be blessed with a good life is another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5999686242813793772?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5999686242813793772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-and-half-months-is-enough-for-you-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5999686242813793772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5999686242813793772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-and-half-months-is-enough-for-you-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2704326328032671042</id><published>2009-10-15T19:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:01:47.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Beyond the world 'til the end of time where the rain won't hurt."~&lt;em&gt;Monsoon, &lt;/em&gt;Tokio Hotel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just came here to say science is a f***ing screw. and. to hell with english. gl ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;memories of childhood ; sweet bitter melon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2704326328032671042?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2704326328032671042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyond-world-til-end-of-time-where-rain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2704326328032671042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2704326328032671042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/beyond-world-til-end-of-time-where-rain.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4936051421612411464</id><published>2009-10-14T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T19:24:08.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Everyone feels like that sometimes."~&lt;strike&gt;Pin&lt;/strike&gt; LIM Pin ahahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short one.coz i really shld be studying rite...now. -.- for science. im scared i'll forget stuff. as usual. and jm! i got marking days! lol. just saw the email form teacher sent to us.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wanted to scold wx abt sth. but i forgot. -.- i felt so confident abt hist. but maybe i will still screw it. that's why i cant say the paper's too easy. neither can i say it's hard. or else i will be sad? -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had lunch with marcus at east point. saw mus at ws lib before cyrus and wx came. went to subway where jm came. then go home. ya. that's today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONETARY ISSUES: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i owe cj money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jm owe me money.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wx owe me money, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pin owes me money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL OF U AH. BETTER PAY UP. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and. got this girl omg her hair SO NICE!!!! she's prob idk. BUT HER HAIR SO NICE AH. GOT NICE SHADE OF BROWN. NOT ALL BROWN. BUT A NICE SHADE OF BROWN. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the way people were built; aim for goals and reach them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sometimes we dont need to aim really, all we gotta do is look up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and pay attention for the right moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4936051421612411464?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4936051421612411464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/everyone-feels-like-that-sometimes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4936051421612411464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4936051421612411464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/everyone-feels-like-that-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4480846930609066038</id><published>2009-10-11T18:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T19:23:44.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You got to reach out a little more."~&lt;em&gt;Careful,&lt;/em&gt; Paramore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today i felt so motivated to study..! =) i actually sat down for 3h plus with breaks of course to study maths. im proud of myself kay? -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frisbee saw 5 people and me getting it stuck up there. ya...my fault.of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but we managed to get it down. with this checklist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW TO GET FRISBEE DOWN IN CASE OF EMERGENCY MUST HAVE: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. stones for a start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. get pissed and throw bottles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. attempts on the pipe and swing by the bars to whack it down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. sacrifice money to buy bottle to only get it stuck up there 5 min later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. go get bamboo pole and stool. and a tall guy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6. if all fails, throw wx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. if she does fail, throw pin. no choice le. you're out of options arent you. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;being bored. sy's fb note prob gave me the final laughs for the day. cant wait, for fri. then i can do anyth i want? lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meanwhile, jy for exams. again. for those who still hav that is. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;false assumptions and clever moves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4480846930609066038?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4480846930609066038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-got-to-reach-out-little-more.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4480846930609066038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4480846930609066038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-got-to-reach-out-little-more.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1373537570320545176</id><published>2009-10-09T23:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T00:13:59.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Some people have to keep on trying, double, triple, their effort. But you'll make it through."~Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to my surprise, she was not very angry, at least not how she sounded on the phone. i went out today and yesterday to study! lol. i soo hardworking rite? haha. played at brian's hse after eng before heading to ws lib to study with jm,wx and brian. cyrus didnt come. T.T the food overpriced. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND DAMN YOU WX. DAMN YOU. -.- but i say that er. i cant describe how fun it was, coz a lot of things happened. damn ridiculous. =) i studied hist with great focus! learnt better i think. got a better grasp. got to do such things more often. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pics today. oh ya, yesterday's study session was at expo haha. weird. (i spelt correctly)&lt;br /&gt;think today's one was more fruitful. mindy's laughter is somewhat similar to jeaneve. both laugh like crazy. like crazy. as in, really like crazy. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i enjoyed these days..haha. studying could never be &lt;strike&gt;more fun&lt;/strike&gt;funner. today reached home around 10.20. wow. i guess on brian's com it'll be 11.20. super late huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng paper was screw up? not sure. i really wasnt in the mood, but had to write. it was so sian. sth like that. i got 24 for newspaper report thing! YOU KNOW I SO HAPPY. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it has always been said that life isnt a straight road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but if you could go as fast as the speed of light, even the worst turns could be for the better.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1373537570320545176?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1373537570320545176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-people-have-to-keep-on-trying.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1373537570320545176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1373537570320545176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/some-people-have-to-keep-on-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8207272898312354009</id><published>2009-10-06T20:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:24:21.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Everything begins when everything ends."~Chen Jie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;exams in...3 days. weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;spent the day studying history. im hardworking! haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-ac322c0d1cf70a9f" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac322c0d1cf70a9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492861%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AE5C46C153EE5D1F8DF952CCF6FA32B0DD9725B.844874A270C64046B0E9DD2A0D385742DFF50061%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac322c0d1cf70a9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUKdoA5gk5gt5Ci6zL5VA_zfF6NA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v10.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dac322c0d1cf70a9f%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492861%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4AE5C46C153EE5D1F8DF952CCF6FA32B0DD9725B.844874A270C64046B0E9DD2A0D385742DFF50061%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dac322c0d1cf70a9f%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUKdoA5gk5gt5Ci6zL5VA_zfF6NA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;This one's the first one, not edited yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2e93614569581a0d" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e93614569581a0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492861%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11415CC1CA890EEABE99DEBE082B7EBBE45D2541.1B3C984FF18CE520CA9F702E2C7E59CB2AABD594%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e93614569581a0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeiVlj1pUbgCWx2_ow-j4vyx88Es&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v12.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2e93614569581a0d%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331492861%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D11415CC1CA890EEABE99DEBE082B7EBBE45D2541.1B3C984FF18CE520CA9F702E2C7E59CB2AABD594%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2e93614569581a0d%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DeiVlj1pUbgCWx2_ow-j4vyx88Es&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edited one. we (chen jie and me) worked hard on this...even if dont like also say like ah. -.- chen jie did most of the animation, let's just say i took care of other stuff. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the mosque on fire! brian did u miss it? lol. i never been soooo close to a fire before. had to take 12 in the end. actually 12 quite fast i think. alternative route next time. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, back to studying and watching mentalist later lol. and i think got typo in previous post. next time then edit. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OH!!!!!!!!!!!one LAST THING ------&gt; chen jie's password! his password is ********. i noe very anti-climax. cant say. think he'll change it anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we came from the same seed; but grew to become a different flower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8207272898312354009?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8207272898312354009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/everything-begins-when-everything-ends.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8207272898312354009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8207272898312354009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/everything-begins-when-everything-ends.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-9201887569848585763</id><published>2009-10-04T17:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T18:23:59.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I hope to lose myself for good. I hope to find it in the end."~&lt;em&gt;You, &lt;/em&gt;Switchfoot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today frisbee we invented a new game lol. not really working out, but gotta see how we can improve it, or else it might as well be deemed as FAIL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388681653270092514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SshxacbUGuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vgtav-ou6rs/s320/Picture+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bear. i noe it's not good ah. lol. give me thumbs up for effort? i worked it till 3 in the morning just to finish this! (blue furry idiot)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388682876842580770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SshyhqlumyI/AAAAAAAAAEY/tk49ISApheM/s320/Picture+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, not to mention his blind too. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388684031382594482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/Sshzk3lhI7I/AAAAAAAAAEg/wVZwYXDl06U/s320/Picture+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haiz. he looks so stiff and grumpy...like no eyes, no nose. wtf. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388685932041986130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/Ssh1TgGB4FI/AAAAAAAAAEo/T2ha3fDiH1g/s320/Picture+118.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nice shot of him lol. eh, i think i can be a photographer next time!!!!!!! ( nods head in the fullest support for my distant ambition ) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;prob the next thing i'll show would be the art animation vid cj and i made. so cool! it's the best but, i appreciate cj for his super effort! of course if you ask me i'd say ours is the best. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fine. i wont. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jy for ur exams. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in hardship we shall never falter, in pain we shall suffer, all but never alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-9201887569848585763?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/9201887569848585763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hope-to-lose-myself-for-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9201887569848585763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9201887569848585763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-hope-to-lose-myself-for-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SshxacbUGuI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/vgtav-ou6rs/s72-c/Picture+115.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-486656154724086326</id><published>2009-10-01T15:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T15:31:13.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You're the closest to heaven that I'll ever be and I don't want to go home right now."~&lt;em&gt;Iris,&lt;/em&gt; Goo Goo Dolls &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this song is nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;going to grandparents' hse for dinner later =) anw. i love that bell! the bell that sounds on the first of every month. it's so nice to hear, to hear that another month has gone by. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and. i never rebond my hair wtf? maybe the track ppl miss me too much haha -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so long nvr see me alr. dunno how i look like le. o.o but maybe it's too late u noe, to go back. too much has been done to amend all the wrong. i do hope im wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387526693133806066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsRW-6os6fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xwlNguVlpVw/s320/IMG_1149%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;looks very nice riteeeeee???????? XD want? i make for you lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387528942050577890" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsRZB0gPjeI/AAAAAAAAAEI/WFxGnQIERcQ/s320/IMG_1152%5B1%5D" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i got hit in the face by the soccer ball. today soccer challenging? haha. more things to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll show u guys my bear next time. if i finish it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;even if your footsteps are buried away in the snow, you will leave traces of me behind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-486656154724086326?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/486656154724086326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-closest-to-heaven-that-ill-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/486656154724086326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/486656154724086326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-closest-to-heaven-that-ill-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsRW-6os6fI/AAAAAAAAAD4/xwlNguVlpVw/s72-c/IMG_1149%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5401890382246102697</id><published>2009-09-29T21:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:59:13.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Je suis vraiment seule."~&lt;em&gt;Je t'aime et tu me fais souffrir, &lt;/em&gt;Kenza Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tmr french exam ah. im feeling a tinge of nervousness. just a tinge; coz i noe i didnt prepare well, gonna faiiiil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bear is dead, how bout that. im alr thinking of what's going to happen on thurs when i hand that blue furry idiot in. she's going to say: "well, i extended the time for you but you still haven't complete? aiyo! i have no choice but to give u &lt;insert&gt;!" i...hav no comments on that then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i got a couple more things to cover for french before i end my "revision" . -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the EOY coming soon...less ppl online le, it's as if they all got banned from com or sth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and of course, i have to make some rules for myself too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. more revision than looking around for a drink in the fridge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. screw fifa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. wed will be known as: "stuck-in-the-middle-of-the-wk-moronic-absolute-dread-day" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. accustom myself to the ways of Professor Dom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. blog less often..so ya. less often. when im free. haiz. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy studying everyone =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back to square one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let me clear up the mess I made.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5401890382246102697?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5401890382246102697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/je-suis-vraiment-seule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5401890382246102697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5401890382246102697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/je-suis-vraiment-seule.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8516502902124714649</id><published>2009-09-28T18:40:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T22:59:51.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I can't explain what you can't explain."~&lt;em&gt;It Ends Tonight&lt;/em&gt;, All American Rejects&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i love this song so much lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like this stanza:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A falling star&lt;br /&gt;Least I fall alone&lt;br /&gt;I can't explain what you can't explain&lt;br /&gt;You're finding things you didn't know&lt;br /&gt;I look at you with such disdain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw. exams not very far away le. and my french exam on wed o.o not going to pass &gt;.&lt; me =")"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the woman who served me was soooo....idk. wierd?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: auntie, 是这种的.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she: 可以不要叫我auntie 吗,我有那么老吗?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept telling the rest how she was pissed at me...then she kept ignoring me lol. tried to talk to her 3 times but failed...she was on the phone -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i couldnt stop laughing when she talked to me. lol -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i have to get the hist tb in 3 days at tamp. guess no revision for hist today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is how this wk prob looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon: stupid 造句test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tue: Stay back for phy for abt..35 min? and then go collect hist tb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed: French Exam at 3 i think. till 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Home Econs Test on ONE chapter. screw them. and my bear! f***!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri: think im free. for the last fri...before exams. next fri got english le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386467211405797234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsCTY9ohp3I/AAAAAAAAADw/O3h5T5BlQmI/s320/Frame+25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386466526475648242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsCSxGEc_PI/AAAAAAAAADo/pZ_ixrlP4_g/s320/Frame+16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just in case you think im slacking...around 40 more of these to go. for animation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the phone rings. but no one answers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all the wires are cut; we're dead, inside and out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8516502902124714649?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8516502902124714649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-explain-what-you-cant-explain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8516502902124714649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8516502902124714649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-cant-explain-what-you-cant-explain.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SsCTY9ohp3I/AAAAAAAAADw/O3h5T5BlQmI/s72-c/Frame+25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4820164553776108360</id><published>2009-09-26T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:44:03.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Time flies- another few more weeks to holiday...another few months to sec 3..."~Jonathan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lol. there u go. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;woke up at 11.30 today. too tired i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had dinner at the sizzler! so nice! i had some mushroom cheese steak. nice! then got free flow of salads and soups. also got icecream but only three flavors.had 3 bowls of mushroom soup and someother tomato soup? im not sure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to j8 from ang mo kio and walked around there. then waited for 57 but coz of F1, it took super long so we decided to take 59 at the last minute. we were heading for some market or sth like that. my mum, bro, mum's fren and i ran from one side of bishan interchange to the other ( well almost one side to one side). so fun! like no one there alr! =) took taxi home later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i could cry naming my flaws, but your smile made me perfect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4820164553776108360?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4820164553776108360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-flies-another-few-more-weeks-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4820164553776108360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4820164553776108360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-flies-another-few-more-weeks-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6476329121829077506</id><published>2009-09-25T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:43:45.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"And now all I can see are the planets in a row suggesting it's best to slow down&lt;em&gt;."~Dark Blue&lt;/em&gt;, Jack's Mannequin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im worn out. feeling happy inside. but im sleepy alr. im supposed to pack my table but the whole day just drained me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PE( basketball) + Mr Koh's jokes -.- + a bit of screwed up soccer during recess + cha cha music lesson lol + maths boredom + curry pie + trying to study for french oral on bus + screwed up je ne comprend pas french oral + having fun with calculator to see who can reach 1000 first and 100( damn fun! like we were all spamming the equal button) + walking from one end of the train to the other trying to ignore communters' stares + alone after tanah merah station + frisbee + no appetite for dinner + craving for hotdog = my day? -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the calculator thing. we spammed the equal sign on the calculator to see who can reach hundred first. initially it was supposed to be 1000 but we died trying to do so. sheng wei recorded the vid down for the 1-100 spam. me and joshua looked like crazy fools spoiling their calculators. the vid funny haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nites. i can see the end of this art proj.. I WILL complete the bear. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;million miles to go; destination: nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6476329121829077506?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6476329121829077506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-now-all-i-can-see-are-planets-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6476329121829077506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6476329121829077506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/and-now-all-i-can-see-are-planets-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6441665161236590401</id><published>2009-09-24T19:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:37:00.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Because of love, the yearn for love, the emptiness in your heart that can only be filled by love."~Feng Yuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ur compo rocks! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chi ca4 hard. first compre i didnt understand it enough, and i left blanks in the paper till the last fifteen minutes or so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384999349355027826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 213px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrtcYJYEHXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y96LsIqMkNo/s320/Sydney+Dust+Storm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Taken from: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/slideshow/photo//090923/photos_/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://news.yahoo.com/nphotos/slideshow/photo//090923/photos_/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;us_rank_afp/c985c62fa1435e459dae6bd38d3641fd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; the sydney dust storm =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today sch was okay, but the fun really started after sch. brian and i met wx at bedok mrt station before heading to ws subway. pin came and then we all took turns playing her ipod touch haha. wx was soo irritating. come to think of it, i forget what was the reason we tore the paper up in the end -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;played frisbee till seven plus. cyrus, wx, pin, jm, jean and me. fun while it lasted. guys got owned. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;joshua gave me some links to study for french. need to study l8r. at least get a bit of it. dont want to be so dumb? =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;perfection is defined by defection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6441665161236590401?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6441665161236590401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-of-love-yearn-for-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6441665161236590401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6441665161236590401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-of-love-yearn-for-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrtcYJYEHXI/AAAAAAAAADQ/y96LsIqMkNo/s72-c/Sydney+Dust+Storm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7723500929433831954</id><published>2009-09-22T18:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:00:38.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fate rarely calls upon us at the moment of choosing."~&lt;em&gt;Optimus Prime, &lt;/em&gt;Transformers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got this from kailuuuuuuuuu. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anw. sci practical pratically a screw. it's so retarded in many ways. they asked us to balance a ruler that cant be balanced. jing xiang, YOU, nvr wash the test tubes properly, had to wash them for you. again. with different results. nice one. i almost forgot to draw the filtration diagram, until i was doing physics, suddenly rmb abt the diagram. i could have lost so much more marks but i didnt! =) lol. but i could have gained so much more marks, but i didnt. need to wear goggles? i didnt. dumb enough to noe goggles werent place on the table for no apparent reason. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384240638609834130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SriqVXmPwJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UN-t8sOseNw/s320/Background1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384241279537387826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/Sriq6rPSGTI/AAAAAAAAADA/P-yu1anZoZ0/s320/Background2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me and cj are masters of google sketch up hahaha =))))&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384244305421963986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 145px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SritqziYktI/AAAAAAAAADI/9zuN1n0UYmM/s320/Background3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fish. out of water. not very clear. it's actually half fish, half bone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i found inspiration for my eng compo le! mushrooms will surround me topic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;time blossomed but left me alone to rot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7723500929433831954?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7723500929433831954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/fate-rarely-calls-upon-us-at-moment-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7723500929433831954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7723500929433831954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/fate-rarely-calls-upon-us-at-moment-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SriqVXmPwJI/AAAAAAAAAC4/UN-t8sOseNw/s72-c/Background1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-775119884939700302</id><published>2009-09-21T22:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:32:37.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We were not given the ability to dream without the strength to realise it."~ Our Dreams For Singapore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a book. from ndp. ya. i realised it would be stupid, to not say sth today. so i want to say sth. happy hari raya aidilfitri to all! =) tmr there'd be no monday blues i guess. there'd be tuesday turmoil? -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have to say sth here. i admit im scared. im scared. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im scared. im really scared. i feel cold. extremely cold. i could start shivering. idk. because.idk.i just dontknow. im scared. im scared sth will happen. and i noe it will. it's a matter of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all mirrors can be shattered, no one is made of diamond.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we are all those papers beneath that briefcase.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-775119884939700302?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/775119884939700302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-were-not-given-ability-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/775119884939700302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/775119884939700302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-were-not-given-ability-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3330667090518135285</id><published>2009-09-18T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T20:09:54.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A great man never cracks under pressure."~Afiq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i no mood to study, no mood to do art, no mood to do anything that requires much of my brain. tired of thinking; you can call it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i just came back from the burning of offerings for the (end?) of hungry ghost festival. i went down prob before the sept hols, not sure the exact date. i told myself in my head that if the spirits of my ancestors were really looking after me, something good will happen. but i guess nth came out from it. but then again, it all depends on ur definition of a good thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;OUR CHI TFU PROJ OWNS!!!!HAHA. rayson draw the tree so nice. all of us write together so pro!! haha. great job. a stimulation of the previous rushed sci proj. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;idk what to say abt art. no one's telling me what to do anymore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i'm sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;let the world halt, but not the passion that burns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3330667090518135285?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3330667090518135285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-man-never-cracks-under-pressure.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3330667090518135285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3330667090518135285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/great-man-never-cracks-under-pressure.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-9222994838964850129</id><published>2009-09-16T20:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T22:20:07.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDWE8dz5DI/AAAAAAAAACw/IhHmXROw8gQ/s1600-h/perfect.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382036935146726450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDWE8dz5DI/AAAAAAAAACw/IhHmXROw8gQ/s320/perfect.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No one is perfect. The moment you think you are, you're in trouble."~Mr Koh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've been busy. with art? ya. cj and me arent planning to sleep tonite. so imagine seeing me like a mindless zombie trying to find my mind tmr morn. -.- CJ TMR MORNING WILL BE AN OIL TANK OUT OF OIL. :O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDV7KTLaDI/AAAAAAAAACo/gjCP--9ZkVw/s1600-h/Yellowe-ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382036767061534770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDV7KTLaDI/AAAAAAAAACo/gjCP--9ZkVw/s320/Yellowe-ed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;was testing out the tablet thingy. i made jm believe that i could really write so neat on the com. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDVxdqU0TI/AAAAAAAAACg/Xeq19w4jzxs/s1600-h/1.4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382036600460202290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDVxdqU0TI/AAAAAAAAACg/Xeq19w4jzxs/s320/1.4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SUN. it's part of the GREAT ENVIRONMETAL CRISIS SAVE THE PENGUINS; SAVE THE WORLD VIDEO. it is inspiring and will touch a million hearts. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually had e advertisement made to advertise it but i accidentally clicked the erase all button. and so no advert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the film will be released on 12 oct. tho trailers will be seen everywhere!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;directed by chen jie and edwin, well known for the movie, &lt;em&gt;Art Epic-ally Screwed Up My Life.&lt;/em&gt; stay tuned for more sneak peaks into what's set up to be this year's greatest and most anticipated animated film after Disney's &lt;em&gt;Up. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I got rayson's phone!!! i sms vanessa for you ah. damn fun lol. nice to talk to her.-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okok. i gtg to do work le. maybe tmr (after midnight ill post again) sounds stupid but i just want to make myself a promise, so that i can post on my hopefully accomplished art proj progress. hehehe. now that was just retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Happy birthday Fy!it was on mon. prob felt bad for u...sch reopen and ur b'day same day. -.- dont evovle into EMOshroom or ANGRYshroom. stay that dormant shroom. jkjk. Happy b'day again. -.- oh how i can be so longwinded. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i crossed my last fingers, i knew it wont keep for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDVjsF_2KI/AAAAAAAAACY/RMloCJSDc5E/s1600-h/Yellowe-ed.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDVc-pqILI/AAAAAAAAACQ/dZ0917FMDz4/s1600-h/perfect.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDVNWJ5k8I/AAAAAAAAACI/ndQjU6f53YI/s1600-h/perfect.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-9222994838964850129?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/9222994838964850129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-one-is-perfect.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9222994838964850129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9222994838964850129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/no-one-is-perfect.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SrDWE8dz5DI/AAAAAAAAACw/IhHmXROw8gQ/s72-c/perfect.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5701819345565049133</id><published>2009-09-13T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T01:19:06.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"We might kiss when we are alone, when nobody's watching. We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared. It's just that it's delicate."~&lt;em&gt;Delicate, &lt;/em&gt;Damien Rice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;from litong. whoever she is. so i broke the "post chain". think it was 9 days of continuous posts. yesterday( like 1/2 hour ago) broke it. Awwwwwwwwwwwwww. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy b'day to Siying Jie Jie! wheee! had chestnut cake lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture101.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture101.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;top view..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture102.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture102.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;er. top view too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture103.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture103.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;brighter version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture104.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture104.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;dont know what to call this view -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture111.jpg" border="0" width="440" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eric koko and siying jiejie.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture110.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture110.jpg" border="0" width="440" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;self-explanatory i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;later got frisbee. im tired but dont feel like sleeping. im always like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;retarded&lt;br /&gt;YA&lt;br /&gt;waste of time&lt;br /&gt;chio oral killed my wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;wow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;make me feel so horrible&lt;br /&gt;o.o&lt;br /&gt;typo&lt;br /&gt;*chi&lt;br /&gt;lol chio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;chio oral..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;wonder how it is like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;it cant exist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;can&lt;br /&gt;why not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;the oral&lt;br /&gt;was super pretty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;that doesnt make sense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;edwin says:&lt;br /&gt;pretty oral&lt;br /&gt;the oral was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;second chance is damn nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pin says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;we were singing it in sentosa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lol. sch gonna start le!!!! sian. The school is ready for me; BUT IM NOT READY FOR THE SCHOOL!!!! i sense term 4 is closest to death i'll ever be. all the more we will get over it. jy guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;empty house with an open roof; let it rain forever, shower us in our mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5701819345565049133?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5701819345565049133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-might-kiss-when-we-are-alone-when.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5701819345565049133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5701819345565049133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/we-might-kiss-when-we-are-alone-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8750445410143039846</id><published>2009-09-11T12:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T12:29:53.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"If you listen to your intuitive soul, you walk with a gentle heart, a joyous heart, the heart of a child!"~Third Aunt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm officially sick. yesterday i slept well lol. so you can asssume that for the past few days i have been UN-officially sick. my aunt ( the one who came to visit yesterday while trying to get frisbee down with rock.) insists i should go see the doctor. and i pretty much have no choice but to listen to her &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im at my grandparents' hse. i didnt really dao cj. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he smsed me: The point is that all material is with you. So you go white sands and buy the material so we can start doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i replied: I'M AT MY GRANDPARENTS HSE. I'm freaking not feeling well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj: Y (no reply) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj: Y are you at your grandparents house so early and what are you suffering from? ( no reply) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my comments: i was sleeping. need to rest. so i woke up around 11, to find 4 smses, and 6 missed calls. cj makes it sound like im dying from a terrible disease. O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj: Don't dao me la. Hen ( he meant when) girl sms you, you reply. When i sms you, you dao me. You are a sexist! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my comments: I really laughed at this one. LOL. sexist? wtf. this sms makes me more want to dao him haha. how u noe got girl sms me? -.-  anw, phone buttons hard to press.hard to reply. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;brian, where'd did you go for ur hols? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i asked some guru application? on fb. "Am I stupid?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it replied: Of course you are!" T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any chance of failing SA? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today's 911. let's have one min of silence. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;facing four walls, trapped. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you look up to see the skies waiting for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8750445410143039846?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8750445410143039846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-listen-to-your-intuitive-soul.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8750445410143039846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8750445410143039846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/if-you-listen-to-your-intuitive-soul.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5635491910860580887</id><published>2009-09-10T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T21:39:40.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TRY HARDER TO BRING ME DOWN WITH THOSE WORDS OF YOURS HA HA HA HA HA."~Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o renda ur gf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(frisbee) sy didnt come today. so it went dull. but it was still okay later on. not as tired this time. we got two frisbees down! yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for dinner now. and ulcers seem to get worse in the night. coz i have less to do and just seem soooo concerned abt it. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the lamp post shines for the lonely road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the warmth promised no loneliness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5635491910860580887?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5635491910860580887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/try-harder-to-bring-me-down-with-those.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5635491910860580887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5635491910860580887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/try-harder-to-bring-me-down-with-those.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7430763552474874633</id><published>2009-09-09T20:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T14:05:56.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You must know what you have and others don't."~Ken, &lt;em&gt;Singapore Idol &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im watching singapore idol as i am typing this. the ulcer is just irritating. ARGH. feel like cutting it off. but i dont want to be in pain. but im alr in pain. my ulcer comes around every 2-4 months. repetitive. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fy,cliff and cj came to my hse today. fy, You're ADDICTED TO FIFA. cliff, You're ADDICTED TO BOMB IT AND AVATAR. cj, You're ADDICTED TO er. AH. YES. SEEING WX. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frisbee again! =) first time for a long time i'd played so many times in a week. A good thing. haha. fun uh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ulcer forces me to rest. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they were like lemon and lime, pen and paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was probably the apple and the typewriter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7430763552474874633?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7430763552474874633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-must-know-what-you-have-and-others.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7430763552474874633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7430763552474874633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-must-know-what-you-have-and-others.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-9141716026904818086</id><published>2009-09-08T20:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:58:32.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You can stab a person and withdraw the knife but it doesn’t matter how many times you say ‘I’m sorry,’ because the wound will remain."~Phang Shijing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;she's from..er. coral sec. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today morn was soooo slow. like super slow. alone, no one in the hse. woke up early to play fb and see google sketch-up crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I now hate, google-sketch up. ITS BLOODY LAG!!!! DAMN YOU/IT/WHATEVER/PROGRAM/WORK  ITS SO LAG; THAT I CANT EVEN MOVE THE CURSOR. I SO PISSED THAT I SLAMMED THE BLOODY DOOR AND BANGED THE BLOODY TABLE ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back, to better things. jm despo. want to play frisbee. and badminton. &lt;strike&gt;but it was pretty much a screw up&lt;/strike&gt; i er.change my mind. here's why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me &amp;amp; jm play badminton for like 5 min? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wait for pin to finish chinese compo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then sy came =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;play for a while be4 pin had to go to down town east. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then wenxi came. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then play till 7 plus. damn tiring. but fun haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i want to do well for oral, and I WILL. i shall harness the MR WANG JUN+ CHEN JIE power = MR WANG JIE power!!!!!!!!!!! powerpuff girls will get owned!!!!!!!-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i bit myself. bled. and i hate my ulcer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a forced smile is a hidden lie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a true smile is the beautiful truth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-9141716026904818086?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/9141716026904818086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-can-stab-person-and-withdraw-knife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9141716026904818086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/9141716026904818086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-can-stab-person-and-withdraw-knife.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7021362822509044189</id><published>2009-09-07T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T13:43:34.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Wad is becoming of this world...a wild beast running amok in my house."~Feng Yuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;short one. at grandparents' hse now, sent two google sketch up drafts to cj alr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Iceiknowitisntthebest.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Iceiknowitisntthebest.jpg" border="0" width="440" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not the nicest; but give me some award for effort. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i slept at 7 yesterday...slept for 11h!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my cousin was busying playing dora. Not, dota. i didnt realise 'r' and 't' were so close. now i know. but now she's going. and i hav nth to do. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hide me amongst your shadows, protect me amongst your fellows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7021362822509044189?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7021362822509044189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/wad-is-becoming-of-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7021362822509044189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7021362822509044189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/wad-is-becoming-of-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8466484601998652390</id><published>2009-09-06T13:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T13:32:44.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep."~ &lt;em&gt;Fireflies, &lt;/em&gt;Owl City&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this song is nice. i heard it be4, but i was joshua that gave me the name ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5 days of continuous blogging. did i break record? -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today frisbee was damn fun! sy came haha. guessed he sacrificed doraemon. finally. silly blue thing it is. so there were pin,wx,jm,sy,yj &amp;amp; bro and me. Boys Vs Girls fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you probably think that i came here to post that today's frisbee was fun. and you're right..lol. sy should come more often. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the moment had been savoured and gone; but those memories linger on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8466484601998652390?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8466484601998652390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hard-to-say-that-id-rather-stay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8466484601998652390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8466484601998652390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-hard-to-say-that-id-rather-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4336648219041712290</id><published>2009-09-05T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:23:38.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Someone once told me that you can't expect too much of yourself, because it will only give others the impression to expect much more than you can actually give."~Debbie Tan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;blog-hopped, read posts on teachers' day. how different ppl celebrated it. 4 days after teachers' day and im still talking abt it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a small segment will be dedicated to my memory. see what things left the most deep impressions in my mind. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P1: 1.crying. definitely i rmb. 2. hit my head against debbie (you)'s head. to avoid confusion with debbie tan, whoever she is. 3. get second place throughout the entire yr! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P2: 1. relieved to get third place in EOY. 2. The Ian-runaway &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P3 &amp;amp; P4: 1. handwriting screwed, had to use recess to correct it. =/ 2. farah the point-face. XD always wanting to get extra points. she just added me on fb lol. 3. compared with deb to see who can write the smallest, it's lame, but ya. 4. grades dropped. 5. got questioned by Mrs. Poh on comparing her with Mr.Tan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P5: 1. learnt how to play frisbee. 2.third place in east zone frisbee competition. sian. lost to yori's sch if not wrong. 3. prefect duties very fun. 4. acted? i rmb tying shoelaces on stage...lol. 4. MUST. NOT. SHUFFLE. YOUR. FEET. 5. mdm/mrs chia (robotics) made me cry. T.T 6.lost njrc, and oh m. chia was pissed alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P6: 1. OMG! last children's day! 2. won the interclass frisbee competition! =) nicholas said, " we did it! we won!" 3.prelims epic fail. 4. spammed frisbee after PSLE. 5. 253! 6. Victoria School. wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what 6 years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i couldnt bring myself to wake up today. ri you suo si ye you suo meng = what you think in the day is what you dream at night. i thought that yesterday was a dream. i wanted it to be. so i could wake up peacefully. i dreamt the frisbee was still in my bag ( i stupidly checked wtf) and i was in VIP lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;no frisbee tmr..sianz.&lt;/strike&gt; i take back my words!!! =) yay lol.  at least there's  badminton in the evening. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant force you to believe; but i can force you to try to believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4336648219041712290?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4336648219041712290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-once-told-me-that-you-cant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4336648219041712290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4336648219041712290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/someone-once-told-me-that-you-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5086693463357968510</id><published>2009-09-04T19:50:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:55:55.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It's the feelings you can't buy."~Rayson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i. dont know what to say. imlosteverythingseemssorightbutitisnotanymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hey rayson looks like u'll be making ur journey on ur own; unless someone is gonna be there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;played frisbee for pe. fun. had a great time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;results were better than last time's. but im not gonna die. no one's road straight. i get it. we all fail. it's okay. we all think. all the time, dont we? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont want to sound so crazy. so. ill cheer up. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture001.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture002.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy face. fine. surprise face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture003.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture004.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waves. not sure if it is today's. or at ecp de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture005.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture010.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture011.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tree stump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture012.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture012.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tables?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture013.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who's. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture014.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture014.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ships. ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture015.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture015.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture016.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture016.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these waves damn nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture017.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture018.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture019.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAYSON + VANESSA = LOVE. awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture020.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture021.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture022.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.o.o.o.o.o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture023.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture023.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture024.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sight of the frisbee. i have half the mind to go back to tmr. but then again, let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture025.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture026.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture027.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture027.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fy evolved into emoshroom!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture028.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Picture028.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; feel better now. talked to joshua on phone now lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;let the past be washed away, drowned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you don't need evidence, the past will always be the present in your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thx guys. im refering to everyone. for everything.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5086693463357968510?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5086693463357968510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-feelings-you-cant-buy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5086693463357968510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5086693463357968510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-feelings-you-cant-buy.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2202172993042934160</id><published>2009-09-03T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:03:37.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A slip of the foot may be soon recovered; but that of the tongue perhaps never."~Thomas Fuller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had VIP interview today. i waited for pretty long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting Room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At start: Chen Jie + Me + Jin Kai&lt;br /&gt;Then it was: Jin Kai + Me + Chen Jie + Celine/Serene?idk some cedar girl. ( FRANCIS!!!UR CLASSMATE!!!! -.-) + some VS guy whom i dun noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: Chen Jie + Me + Celine/Serene + VS Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: Me + Celine/ Serene + VS Guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: Me + Celine/ Serene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: ...Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: Me + a 2A person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then: Go interview.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked the principal how old he was, but he refused to answer me. oh well. hope i do well, =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Melissa didnt mark my home econs. T.T rejected? maybe. but ,nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr going to pasir ris beach for chinese proj. what a way to ease into the hols. tmr got frisbeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! cant wait. pls dont rain haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;i would also like to wish jonathan a happy birthday! =) and in advance, HAPPY HOLS! tho its one wk, and not much of a break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;the body is a cage to your soul. We can never die.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2202172993042934160?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2202172993042934160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/slip-of-foot-may-be-soon-recovered-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2202172993042934160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2202172993042934160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/slip-of-foot-may-be-soon-recovered-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2478383128101122654</id><published>2009-09-02T16:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:40:19.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Not everyone can become a great artist, but a great artist can come from anywhere."~Anton Ego, &lt;em&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i liked the first half of sch, but didnt fancy the second part. did medians and modes and means for maths, and chinese for well, chinese. -.- AND, I SCORED A GOAL DURING RECESS! =) proud of myself haha. khairul trusted me with the ball. maybe it was meant for aloysius. idk. but i flipped a coin, and it was heads. meaning, i was meant to score goals. =.= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eng was stupid. before art ray dismantled stuff in my pencil case. pissed. art was arggggggh. i was idk. angry at nth, ya. wasnt pissed at cj, nor the art, nor the 3d crap. it was nth. hist lesson studied a little, watched Gundhi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i got told off by an old lady too. for blocking her way to tap her ezlink card (on the bus). we were like still a distance from the bus stop, and i was going to get off there too. but guess she was being stupid, so ya, let her be. and the wall was my only support, how did she expect me to stand w/o holding on to sth? haiz. so i had to hold a bar in an awkward position which was hard. wtv. forget this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so now im going to prepare for VIP interview. i know it's late. been delaying. i have myself to blame. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why do we live; to only die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why do we meet; to only say goodbye?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why do we remember; to only forget?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2478383128101122654?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2478383128101122654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-everyone-can-become-great-artist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2478383128101122654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2478383128101122654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/not-everyone-can-become-great-artist.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1608705032661558694</id><published>2009-09-01T20:30:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:18:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Nothing in the world is so superficial."~Yi Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;She's right. about everything she said. about everything. and. it's very, saddening. haiz. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;but put the sad things away coz...&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS' DAY! it has been a year. since i celebrated teachers' day in ws. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;played frisbee with zhi hao's class. ms low said cant play, but we got to thank yj for somehow managing. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;went to t3 with pin,brian,jas,da,des,gz,ven,cyrus. ate at food court.hung around for a while before heading home. got pics on the class blog..ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;rested for a while at home before going to suntec to have dinner at crystal jade restaurant. it was okay, you can call the portions oversized. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and...back to teachers' day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;teachers' day is just one of those days that we can go back to our ex-sch. i used to think teachers' day is just one of those days they go back to see their teachers. i didnt know how it felt, you know, to miss sth so much. that was when i was still in pri sch, watching as students dressed in other sch uniforms walk in, and talk with so much familiarity with our teachers, sometimes making me think more than our own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But now i know. now i know. now i know that teachers' day is not just one of those days. i took 8 yrs to find out.it is a day, where we go back to the foundation which serves as a reminder, a refresher of what we used to be. it is beautiful to remember. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;We can never be what you used to be; but we can be as close as what we used to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I LOVE 6COMPASSIONATE. I DONT CARE WHERE U GUYS ARE, (in myanmar counts too) WE ARE, TOGETHER. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;why are some people just remembered by their cracks and not what makes the ground blossom?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1608705032661558694?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1608705032661558694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-in-world-is-so-superficial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1608705032661558694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1608705032661558694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-in-world-is-so-superficial.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-8775217469867033550</id><published>2009-08-30T12:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T12:13:11.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Maybe the timing is beating our hearts."~&lt;em&gt;Empty, &lt;/em&gt;Click Five&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;weeeeeeeeee......just came back from frisbee. and just washed the balcony. and..just sent cj the hist reflection. im still deciding if i should help out tmr or not. i wan to meet at tanah merah mrt!! T.T if i helping out...i going to go there alone i think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont have much time left today, going to bathe soon then go eat lunch celebrate my mum's b'day. then go grandparents' hse. ya..but anw, i dun really care abt tmr, so im happy! and exams over. =))))) but i still worry abt art proj. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy b'day mummy! =)  lol . weeee .i think she's..39? or 40? doesnt really matter. ily. =) &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;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;the window's closed. but the rain still comes in. just like how you walk through my opaque door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-8775217469867033550?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/8775217469867033550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-timing-is-beating-our-hearts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8775217469867033550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/8775217469867033550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/maybe-timing-is-beating-our-hearts.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3367677344606733805</id><published>2009-08-29T18:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T19:04:21.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Whole day only noe how to bluff urself."~Sheng Wei aka the french master so pro that even loic cannot win him =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the smses sheng wei and i had. in fb it's wall-to-wall. here it's...hm. i think inbox-to-outbox. it's not edited btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheng Wei: U got into ip?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I haven't wen for e interview yet. U got in rite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Whens ur interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ans my qn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: dun mention it la. I very sad =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Damn u. Dont lie can? Please&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Wait. U answer mine first. Ur gf got in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I no gf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: U hav la. Tell me if she got in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: She's not my gf. She hasnt got e results yet So now ans truthfully&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: So she not ur good fren la .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: ANS MY QN! I noe u got in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: So she ur good fren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YA. Ok. Ans e qn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: So she ur gf la. ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: YAH. Can ans me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Ok u satisfy me that she ur gf. Not bad not bad. Shan't remark on ur taste. . . .Now to answer ur question. I got in la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So pro. Gratz. U going?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Not sure. If i can get in. . .U surely able to get in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I cant. I noe it alr...got a bad feeling. What grp were u in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm S. Y stands for: yes sure can get in. S stands for: sucker! Sure cannot de!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Dun be lame. Whole day only noe how to bluff urself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I can bluff myself abt everything, like i got into ip; but there's one thing i cant bluff:...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheng wei's proness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: And thats u being a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: It takes a genius to counter a genius- a better genius, like sheng wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Sigh. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Let's quit arguing. U sick again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: U **** me off. dunno Wads wrong w u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: So. U still sick? I'm asking as an act of concern...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Wow suprise suprise. I not sick liao .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: U skip sch so many times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sw: Its called medical leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im left with chem hmk. i dunno how to do. separation techniques. T.T &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope nth goes wrong tmr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and RI mon holiday!!! zzzz dammit. -.- but i treat mon like a hol anw...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;You told me you let all the words I said float off in a bottle, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but i knew, siempre estuvo en tu corazón &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3367677344606733805?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3367677344606733805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/whole-day-only-noe-how-to-bluff-urself.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3367677344606733805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3367677344606733805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/whole-day-only-noe-how-to-bluff-urself.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5645292075584251892</id><published>2009-08-28T20:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T12:14:42.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"A problem shared is a problem halved."~Red Thread&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Happy b'day Serene! lol, u dont noe me. -.- anw u dont sound like an outcast. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i had miserable meals today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Breakfast: 1 small roll of cake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Lunch: Instant noodles. the packet so small. T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dinner: less than half bowl of rice and luncheon meat fried with egg and tomato sauce.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;played actual frisbee today! =) last wk we practised throwing...spammed them. PE was so fun. cant wait for the next one. =) AND CJ, IM WAITING FOR U TO SHOW UP OK. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Well, almost two years have gone since the final teachers' day in pri sch. we have all changed, many ways all more than one. What have you become? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;To let the past drag and hinder you is destructive but at the same time, the most beautiful thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5645292075584251892?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5645292075584251892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/problem-shared-is-problem-halved.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5645292075584251892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5645292075584251892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/problem-shared-is-problem-halved.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6439780607409288211</id><published>2009-08-26T16:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:45:18.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Bored of this reality."~Mel Djiwatama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mr tan didnt come today. so no english paper returned=)&lt;br /&gt;i feel soo sad lol. crumbling. especially art. pissed. that we were gonna die if we dont complete the animation. even if there were like 4 weeks more. im hoping that we can complete it, using google sketchup that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i got 12/15 for hist. =( sian. i could have gotten 13! most ppl got 13. haiz. i think i'll start revising for hist alr. headstart -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also. i didnt know teachers' day is a full day off. thought it was half-day. so it's half-day on mon? and therefore tues is no sch. ya. and preparation for teachers' day &amp;amp; celebration all on mon! i didnt know until cyrus told me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met cyrus on the bus. he called me for stupid reasons...could have just called my name. i was talking to shi hao's bro on the bus. he's okay.. when cyrus and i got off the bus, we saw yj's mom. WOW. first time i met so many ppl =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;wish me luck for english. and, a good day tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY!!!! to pin. red head haha. JY! SHREE WILL ALWAYS BE WAITING FOR YOU!!!! =)))))))))))))) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~Shree-ish!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;fate's in a crystal ball. why do we choose to believe something trapped within glass;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;over yourself? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6439780607409288211?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6439780607409288211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored-of-this-reality.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6439780607409288211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6439780607409288211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/bored-of-this-reality.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6466308962486697513</id><published>2009-08-24T21:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T21:44:36.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Friends are like balloons. Once you let them go, you might not get them back."~Xenia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;took that from des' fren. anw. im worried sick abt tmr. im worried abt hist. im worried abt ccp. im worried abt sci pratical. im worried abt maths. someone HELP me. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;french was short today.had pepper lunch at j8. kicked couple of rocks to lang centre. and...there was some drumming band? sth like that. 8 boys and 8 girls, from japan. quite nice. damn loud lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cannot, cannot wait for tmr to end. im prepared to disappoint myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a blind corner, two bicycles and a perfect match.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6466308962486697513?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6466308962486697513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-are-like-balloons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6466308962486697513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6466308962486697513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/friends-are-like-balloons.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2723965692592003169</id><published>2009-08-23T00:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:42:54.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Like indecision to call you and hear your voice of treason."~&lt;em&gt;I Miss You, &lt;/em&gt;Blink 182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a late post. i can hear thunder and see lightning, hopefully no rain l8r or storm, frisbee wont be cancelled! and..i dont know how many ppl anw. mon will give me back science paper, and maybe more. i dont want to face it. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be trying to enjoy my weekend, before everything screws up on mon. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will remember to bring td tmr...8GB! =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;let the thunder sound, let the lightning strike, let the rain fall.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;but let me not lose control of everything else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2723965692592003169?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2723965692592003169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-indecision-to-call-you-and-hear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2723965692592003169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2723965692592003169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/like-indecision-to-call-you-and-hear.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5186798258693530098</id><published>2009-08-21T18:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:48:57.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Took a while, but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;100th post! =) lol. but not really anyth to celebrate abt here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Never EVER."~Chen Jie jy!!! i feel so bad. cant help u much. sry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;happy b'day brian! =) was wondering why ur parents fetched you. now i probably know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cj's rushing the sci proj now. along with marcus and fy. jy guys. =) i dont know what i can help with. so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;5 more days to serene's b'day. a wk more to pin's. lol&lt;/strike&gt;opposite. a wk's to serene's, and 5 day's to pin's lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8:44p.m. : they are almost done...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9:08p.m. : left fy le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hopefully by 9.20 they'll be done. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10:18 p.m.: so much for 9:20. done! after lots of calls and email lags. ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GRATZ PPL -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;always build your hut before it rains, and we, together, will rejoice in rain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we rain together.we shine together.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5186798258693530098?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5186798258693530098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/took-while-but.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5186798258693530098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5186798258693530098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/took-while-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1714995353957715964</id><published>2009-08-20T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:02:24.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"希望你会有希望."~Nelson &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams.are over.but my second fear is coming, results. maybe they are worse than exams. chi already came. im scared bad results would ruin my day tmr. GOT PE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hist exam was hard. i screwed it up. hist teacher said all points would b direct, i dont see them now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need some space to be happy. do something i really like. enjoy.&gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i go, i want to make a promise to myself.-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, EDWIN CHUE, WILL REMEMBER TO WEAR HIS BADGE TOMORROW, OR ELSE I WOULD BE PUNISHED BY GIVING GUY er..i think first. i'll ge to this tmr. and i have to keep the thought that today's a fri. PE's not done yet. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1 heart = loner. 2 hearts = perfection. 3 hearts = trouble. 4 hearts =...family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1714995353957715964?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1714995353957715964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1714995353957715964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1714995353957715964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6384268990500477780</id><published>2009-08-19T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T21:01:36.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Is this mankind's last chapter?"~Jun Xuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;his speech so good. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;LAST EXAM----History                     pineapple tart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was on 53 and saw my bro outside waving like a monkey. yes, he is a monkey. u'd agree with me totally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;french was...hard. and it was postponed to wed. coz got lots of exams.(4 exams i mean)  but it's not that im disregarding hist. nth to revise de. ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shawn's coming back on mon..wow. skip 3 exams. not bad. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;confidence is a medicine; we all need a doctor sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6384268990500477780?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6384268990500477780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-mankinds-last-chapterjun-xuan.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6384268990500477780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6384268990500477780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-this-mankinds-last-chapterjun-xuan.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2846032231168803980</id><published>2009-08-17T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T17:55:25.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Life is like a box of chocolates. But I don't know why."~Eric koko? korkor? lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had to dig this one from his achives..way back in when he was still not married. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i did that a long time ago. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;got ccp and chem to wrap up, like a present box -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and...i got confession to make!!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a bit more kay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe you can see all this in one page. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not all that surprising&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im making it seem like a huge thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CJJJ!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i take the pen refill de. saw isaac unscrew the pen and take out the refill, dumped it on cliff's table. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i took it from cliff's table and placed it on ben's table. sabo him. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so funny =) dun kill me if u see this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dun need to know why you're here to know you're already here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2846032231168803980?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2846032231168803980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-like-box-of-chocolates.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2846032231168803980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2846032231168803980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-is-like-box-of-chocolates.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1155904163427230125</id><published>2009-08-16T02:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:18:44.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Comparisons are easily done once you had a taste of perfection."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;Thinking Of You, &lt;/em&gt;Katy Perry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im up doing revision and ccp(which i plan to start after this.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my grandfather's awake haha. exam day is less than a day away!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still have: ccp, final revision for chem, french(maybe), maths(idk what to revise),hist, not forgetting chi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;maybe im going to fail all these...everything seems so rush. but im gonna fail trying-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bing zhu ye du!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll mem chi l8r? ask my mum for the pin yin. i will have the afternoon for that. so i got later all planned. hopefully. and revise chem on the BUS, damn. dad got some stupid course T.T cant fetch me from french. haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much for mugging session. epic fail haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the window's open for you to jump.but the door's not open for you to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1155904163427230125?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1155904163427230125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1155904163427230125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1155904163427230125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/comparisons-are-easily-done-once-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2351594590625962054</id><published>2009-08-15T00:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T20:30:52.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Don't let me go."~&lt;em&gt;Never Say Never,&lt;/em&gt; The Fray &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was &lt;em&gt;trying &lt;/em&gt;to post sth at 12am, but nth came to mind. im doing art now, trying to get this boulder off my shoulder, so i can be that little bit happier! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Around 8 or more scenes left!!! yay!!! so happy haha. now it's 8.22 pm. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;back to art, art, and more art. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cant wait to get to the end of next wk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;heart seeks for love; mind seeks for peace. let's seek for an ice blend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2351594590625962054?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2351594590625962054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-let-me-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2351594590625962054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2351594590625962054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/dont-let-me-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3079737671755665821</id><published>2009-08-14T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:07:22.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Perseverance is a virCHUE don't give up."~Chen Jie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;lolol. im working on art now.. and he's gonna call me every 3h.to check my progress.  wth. so it'll be: 3pm, 6pm,9pm(fast approaching),12am. he did call. but i was tired..and slacking. im gonna study hard past twelve..=) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exam schedule looks like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mon: English, HMT, French.&lt;-----bloody sucks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!bugger!!!!!!!lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tue: Chem, CCP(stupid, i hate this.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wed: Maths. im going to screw this one. so i'll lie to myself that i can do well.hope it works somehow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Thurs: Hist. that'll be...one SBQ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fri: FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i find chem very interesting and complicated. i like to learn it but not to study it. ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snow has become an acid. save the penguins. don't boil them as supper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3079737671755665821?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3079737671755665821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/perseverance-is-virchue-dont-give-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3079737671755665821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3079737671755665821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/perseverance-is-virchue-dont-give-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7363781798424829133</id><published>2009-08-13T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T17:18:51.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Sometimes we felt compelled to let go of life's cluster and a world lit by computer screens instead of the sun."~Breeks Cafe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was there on mon, the food was okay, was at the airport one; to send my godparents off and celebrate my bro's b'day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been a while since i've posted..lol. I WAS STUDYING! =) following a strict checklist of stuff i MUST DO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tue: Art, chinese zuo ye and ting xie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wed: ting xie, chi proverbs thing, read eng newspaper article wksht,chem eqn and solubility table,home econs. ( glad i didnt go for the hockey thing. or else cant get all this done. and I KNEW IT! VS would win haha) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Today reads: chi proverbs, eng, chem(full revision) and french.lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i met guan ze today, and cheng xi erm..yesterday? if im not wrong. water rise not bad.had it for lunch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;no pics. memory card crashed and died.awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww=(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but..i have poem! -.- reading prog de. Im proud of it. 11/12! the first time mr tan gave me that. my score was like 8,9,9,10,8,8,8,8,9.blah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;An old man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A young man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A life's greatest lesson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Morrie knew his purpose,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A bridge to link.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The missing connection between life and death,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To understand both.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mitch lost his way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In the cold tundras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The wings he grew,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Needed to be mended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mitch would travel seven hundred miles,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To find the star that would guide him back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Morrie would teach forteen times,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To share the lasting gift that will enlighten all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The untold tales of a dying man,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To be heard by a younger man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;One leaves his world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The other starts his world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;~Poem for &lt;em&gt;Tuesdays with Morrie                                    Special thanks to...Rayson! haha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;history. his story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7363781798424829133?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7363781798424829133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-we-felt-compelled-to-let-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7363781798424829133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7363781798424829133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/sometimes-we-felt-compelled-to-let-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5309363630660869640</id><published>2009-08-09T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:09:05.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Your faith walks on broken glass."~&lt;em&gt;21 Guns, &lt;/em&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i actually went to try fifa online 2. quite fun. and im watching singapore idol. stupid. i do have pics. of penguins.ya..i still have tmr to complete them. and tues. wtv &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dunno what to do now. oo! go fb ah. goodgoodgood. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i slept close to 4 yesterday, couldnt sleep. so i drew penguins, studied chi, drink lots of water, walk around the hse,read a book and do english. ya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;f***. idk why. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i dont think that everyone who runs away is a coward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;a medal should be given for their first achievement- doing the right thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5309363630660869640?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5309363630660869640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-faith-walks-on-broken-glass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5309363630660869640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5309363630660869640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-faith-walks-on-broken-glass.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7576627731346077293</id><published>2009-08-07T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T18:36:16.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Where  would you be at 8.22p.m.?"~Chen Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;12:34:56  7/8/09 the special moment. tho it lasted for like...1 sec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;i slept the afternoon away, did a bit of chem and went to rest. fell asleep in front of the lt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;national day celebration was ok. had some dont forget the lyrics on national themed songs. after that, stayed in classroom and watch ppl throw newspaper, ping-pong balls all over the place. followed by chem, quite nice. so here i am, abt to fall asleep once again, unless someone or something wakes me up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i actually went to check up on polarisation. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY B'DAY.... S'PORE!!! =) so where will u be at 8.22p.m.? and also to my bro. tmr his b'day. =) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;loves swirled around three hearts, but now, it's just the two of us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&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="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7576627731346077293?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7576627731346077293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-would-you-be-at-8.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7576627731346077293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7576627731346077293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-would-you-be-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5053697965531530918</id><published>2009-08-06T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T22:38:43.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"I won't think of you in the same light ever again." ~ Mr Tan CK. i understand. it's not that i dont. things change. so do ppl.                                                                                     &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366855104247333186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SnrmSFGngUI/AAAAAAAAABU/DjkxUozTXoU/s320/World.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SAVE THE EARTH! and love it too. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;im not good at this; late again. lol.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; HAPPY B'DAY to brandon. =) or the guy who saves me from debbie and farah.LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;met pin on the bus. lol. i thought he looked familiar when he got on. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and saw my bro in 7eleven with dingxuan. claims to be hiding from zhi hao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and...i lost the keys. and...found them. my parents found them. at the hse doorstep. got scolded. sian &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last thing. SERENE! WHY YOU DELETE YOUR BLOG. OR WHATEVER U DID TO IT, DAMN IT. PUT IT BACK!!!!! ALTHO I DONT KNOW YOU. IT'S NICE! =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sherlockliveson.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.sherlockliveson.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; help advertise sherlock holmes. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;one leaves the world, the other starts his world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5053697965531530918?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5053697965531530918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wont-think-of-you-in-same-light-ever.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5053697965531530918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5053697965531530918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-wont-think-of-you-in-same-light-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SnrmSFGngUI/AAAAAAAAABU/DjkxUozTXoU/s72-c/World.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4636318104923123735</id><published>2009-08-04T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T20:34:25.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Today I realised that actually no one really cares for you. They can try, but they will never fully succeed. This is why you have to care for yourself. Love yourself. Or no one will, because no one can." ~Serene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084060773574626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 497px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SngpBcVLZ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/B98luDXBT3w/s320/movemnt.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Got moved to the front of the class and..im not the least happy about it. i stayed at the back for soooooooo long!!! =( and mr tan got new record for wasting time: 45min. WORLD RECORD! OMG! -.- that's leaves him with 25 min. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the maths test. i screwed the linear graph. i thought i would make mistakes in the curved one. the crosses were way out of place. so i kinda gave up( 5 min left!) and drew a "best-fit" line.lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's time to take the wheel, drive your life.it's time to get your independance day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4636318104923123735?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4636318104923123735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-realised-that-actually-no-one.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4636318104923123735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4636318104923123735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/today-i-realised-that-actually-no-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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/_Ob4P_74OuKE/SngpBcVLZ-I/AAAAAAAAABM/B98luDXBT3w/s72-c/movemnt.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4499794796671024474</id><published>2009-08-03T22:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:50:37.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Traditon is the beauty of repetition." ~ Mr Low &lt;-----i like this haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;just spent an hour revising maths for tmr's test. =) hope i dont disappoint myself too much. i find myself pretty quiet today..idk why. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if i rmb correctly..my interview's on 28 aug. that'll be ...25 days to prepare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;o.o can make christmas song! &lt;strike&gt;on the first day of...er&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;it's kinda on 3rdsept...damn. just checked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for one of the few times i'd actually, paid attention in french! *WOW* and i learnt. =) we also played a game called connect-4. 3 ppl damn fun! and teacher showed us some clip abt this guy who got a girl's phone no by underlining words in his book. nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;main events tmr:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;waking up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;trying to get ovr the fact that it's gonna be boring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;maths test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;opw presentation *better find the script back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;icas maths quiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;i like the idea of having a secret blog to scream ur life out. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;recover soon cyrus, u have 3 days...-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;when all lights are off, you're still on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4499794796671024474?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4499794796671024474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/traditon-is-beauty-of-repetition.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4499794796671024474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4499794796671024474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/traditon-is-beauty-of-repetition.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-225219376805292070</id><published>2009-08-01T23:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T23:58:30.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Keep on running and never look back."~Brian Chee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you're right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still, feeling sick. lots of people are sick. it's almost sun...sianz. i slept quite a lot today. woke up at 8+ and then slept on sofa,leaving tv on. till the doorbell woke me up. slept at 12 plus to 3 plus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was supposed to organize my room..but abandoned the idea halfway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I cant find political cartoons! maybe one. If anyone got any ideas for an art animation on the environment and me, please do not hesitate to tag or tell me! =) if ur idea's good...not a swensen's treat k, but erm..ill think of sth. sweets anyone? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;And...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY MARCUS!!=)altho it's almost over...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;u fri nvr come sch go birthday celebration is it?-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;the mirror once had an equal reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-225219376805292070?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/225219376805292070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-on-running-and-never-look-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/225219376805292070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/225219376805292070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/08/keep-on-running-and-never-look-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6028603669771557841</id><published>2009-07-31T15:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T21:17:34.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i'm a perfect person in this world.Everyone wants to be friends with me." ~Rayson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna go see doctor l8r. hope everything turns out okay=) im feeling better alr, yesterday both cough and flu equally bad. today more of flu than cough. but still, see doctor better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today nth much happened. ya. im waiting for sth nice to happen. so ill keep waiting..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9.06pm: i just came back from the doctor. got normal flu. this is probably the worst flu i ever had &gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if some people could listen to themselves, they would realise how bitchy they sound.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im guilty of this. Aren't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6028603669771557841?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6028603669771557841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-perfect-person-in-this-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6028603669771557841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6028603669771557841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-perfect-person-in-this-world.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6216566297358272103</id><published>2009-07-30T22:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:27:22.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" 他不是人, 他是猪." ~Shawn Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i think&lt;/strike&gt; im sick. got cough and flu le. o.o gonna see how i feel tmr. today sucked. boring.i took temp 4 times today: 36.3,36.9,36.6,36.6. and cj dunno doing what. i ask him for ideas for art. he kept ultra quiet. he asked me to wait...so i wait. hopefully dont fall asleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i read francis's blog. lol. his vocab quite pro. i read le quite some words i dun understand. then i read a girl named serene's blog. im kinda attracted to her blog right now. it pulls me in, again and again. idk why. then there's rayson's fren, vanessa's not really public blog. i kinda read it. it made me go, &lt;em&gt;wow. &lt;/em&gt;-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it sets me thinking. what do we all live for? for who do we live for? why do we live? do we live because we are real, we feel, we understand. how would a loner live his life? what is our purpose? damn, the more i think, the more i think god&lt;em&gt; does exist. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SOS. u're right pin. tissue box. need bring it. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they say, how can god help you if you dont help yourself? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but what if you arent given the chance at all to help yourself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6216566297358272103?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6216566297358272103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6216566297358272103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6216566297358272103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-3354492328148971873</id><published>2009-07-29T20:16:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T20:46:37.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"i need an impact on my life." ~chen jie. impact's not the only sweet u noe...-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my father angry at my bro. they are arguing over...a mop.DAMN STUPID!! haiz. it got to a point where my dad said," one more word and i'll slap you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you know what i call this? abuse of power and authority. but my bro was also in the wrong. quarrel over a mop? oh comeon. we have better things to argue abt. like who ate the chocalate in the fridge. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PICS. let's see what i can re-find in my phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00540.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my cousin! that my bro doesnt really like. i like her. fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00544.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my uncle..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 440px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="347" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00547.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;my aunt. and all these photos were taken by my cousin. she very bored uh. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00549.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; my aunt. another aunt. who was here just now..help do hsewk lol. &lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00541.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px" height="316" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/DSC00543.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;grandmother! lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ok.still gota lot. got on my flipbook de, random shots, scrabble board, blah. tired today. i hate tuesdays. fine. i hate almost everyday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;blogger being horrible today. bugs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;some people think they always are right.they think they are the best.well, you're not.if you do, you dont deserve a life.to hell with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-3354492328148971873?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/3354492328148971873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-impact-on-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3354492328148971873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/3354492328148971873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-need-impact-on-my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6965238642339235342</id><published>2009-07-28T21:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T22:13:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" When i get a car, i'll drive it to india."~Amrit. lol. what's up with india. very far u noe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been er...occupied. monday nite i was editing and thinking, editing and thinking,abt chem pp. just finished flipbook. it sucks! and jy cj! dun stay till 3am ah! ^__^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;promise will post pics. as soon as i get enough time. maybe tmr? ya. maybe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;today mr tan gave me false happiness...he said swap chem for eng so no chem. thought no need present. so happy. turns out he was talking abt next wk. DAMN, cant he tell us properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I-OWE-YOU-LIST: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;I owe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1-Chen Jie 10cents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2-Isaac swensens icecream. lol. max cookie summit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;3.&lt;strike&gt;Pin icecream.&lt;/strike&gt; think this one's dealt with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;And now...YOU-OWE-ME LIST:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Jm owes me some money. owe money pay money! -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hm. short list huh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and damn you track person, whoever u are, for putting my name as Edwin Choo. and it wont be mr tan ck. coz i have no right to damn him. it's the opposite isnt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;it's weird coming home to an emtpy hse. but it's a nice feeling. at least the maid's back where she belonged. home. like i am right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;and ya, stay healthy. no point getting sick...i have cough. and recover soon yj, if u havent. and your bro too! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the seeds stand unprotected, but in the right conditions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;may it grow into the beautiful girl i see now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6965238642339235342?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6965238642339235342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-get-car-ill-drive-it-to-india.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6965238642339235342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6965238642339235342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/when-i-get-car-ill-drive-it-to-india.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6592011342652939149</id><published>2009-07-25T16:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T02:08:43.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!!! I made it for VIP interview! =) i think this is the first time i succeeded in anyth i try to do!!!! =)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;"I just saw Haley's comet she waved," ~ &lt;em&gt;Second Chance, &lt;/em&gt;Shinedown &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe im too happy, this is just interview only...lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw, my parents are out to watch the ndp thing...ya..so..idk.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i'm hoping nth screws up for tmr. last wk ended with 3 ppl.(and thus,cancelled)stupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;i think my mom might be quiting work; the maid's leaving tmr. oh well. she kinda gave me a hint, " i'm gonna start anew, a second life." lol. guess that's how her work is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and no one won swensens, to erase wrong ideas. i suffered the full deal of the chem test! -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe i should post pics soon, all these are getting too wordy. pictures are better at story-telling, arent they?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and oh ya, some rumor going around saying emma died in an accident AND my dad believes. he shouldnt believe rumors..no great amount of convincing was able to tell him it was bogus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;napfa 5 items was tiring...saw mr tan again.ok, he's my pe teacher,why wouldnt i see him. i dont know how to feel or what to say everytime i see him. there used to be things to say, but now...not really. i did what i had to do, back then, i thought it was the correct choice. but, what comes around, goes around. i nvr thought of the concequences, i was stupid not to. 1 month later, i think and reflect. was &lt;em&gt;it really&lt;/em&gt; the best thing to do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's always easier to break hearts then form hearts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6592011342652939149?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6592011342652939149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-i-made-it-for-vip-interview-i-think.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6592011342652939149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6592011342652939149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/yay-i-made-it-for-vip-interview-i-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-4268995928871153988</id><published>2009-07-23T19:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T20:00:30.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"It was a dream fueled by the remnants of empty hope and broken hearts." ~Serene Yew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the home-ec teachers are taking turns to get mc...alternate week. so today it was miss melissa's turn to get mc.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chi lesson need to write compo. so we all spammed questions at the teacher, to stall time. damn fun. and we got more and more irrelavant lol. there was 1 period left to complete zuowen but she said need to finish by today.so those who did not complete had to stay back. oh well. looks like the plan shot ourselves in the heads.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;working on chem proj. anyone wan help me? =) i can treat u ice-cream! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;CuO + 2HCl -&gt; CuCl2 + H2O&lt;/strike&gt; blah. this one wont be impt till mon. so anyone wan help me for chem test tmr? treat u swensens? -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if you do plan to leave,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;remember to leave your heart here, and your shadow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-4268995928871153988?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/4268995928871153988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-dream-fueled-by-remnants-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4268995928871153988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/4268995928871153988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/it-was-dream-fueled-by-remnants-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2349806358570959044</id><published>2009-07-21T21:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T19:38:10.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;" They say the grass is greener on the other side."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;last sun, i went to fairprice at erm..i cant rmb name of that place. -.- i was at the seafood section, when suddenly got black out! =) so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i fell asleep while doing chinese.fine. u cant really blame chinese for it. then i woke up at around 7. watch tv and do hist at the same time. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Let's make a list of....erm.ahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THINGS TO LOOK OUT FOR IF YOU SUSPECT YOUR FRIEND IS A SECRET SPY AGENT LEADING A DOUBLE LIFE. and...here we go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. you realise that his hse has many red buttons that say " dont push unless of emergency"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. you realise he talks to himself a lot, especially in the toilet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. you go out with him one day and there were these ppl walked past in black suits. and then your fren goes like "you want ice cre-OH F***! Not those bastards again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4. He cant remember who he was, and claims he works for some "company"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5. when sth goes wrong, his favourite swear words are: "son of a b****!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.he often disappears half-way thru a party at some random guy's hse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;7. at his hse, you often hit invisible objects. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8. at a sleepover, u are awoken by some noise. u wake up and see ur fren talking to his watch, and then go out of the window, climb down the pipes, like a ninja warrior. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9. he cant get past security checks at the airport, but after going into some room to get questioned, he comes out and says,"everything's under control." u cant help but notice a bodyless head rolling out of the door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;10. he &lt;em&gt;claims &lt;/em&gt;to have black belts but always get owned in dodgeball during PE. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;will link yj tmr. but i gtg for today. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if everything did not have a start and an end to it, life would have no meaning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2349806358570959044?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2349806358570959044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-grass-is-greener-on-other-side.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2349806358570959044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2349806358570959044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/they-say-grass-is-greener-on-other-side.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-563959637978882848</id><published>2009-07-18T21:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T22:01:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;" Blood and tears but yet no self-pity" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;today there was speech day. SO?-.- i only liked the concert part. all the rest were boring. oh well. i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;t is called speech day. it cant really be ndp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL VS2D ppl: GO AND VOTE IN THE "HOW MUCH YOU LIKE JTR" POLL!!! ALL MUST VOTE: I LOVE HIM!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Since all in red colour...elmo will be attracted.-.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we must welcome him ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sing this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's ElmoIt's Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Elmo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Elmo's has a goldfish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;His crayon,too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Big Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Big Bird&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've got a stuffed bear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Not Slimey too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's Big Bird's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;This is the place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Snuffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Snuffy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;It's Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;La la la laLa la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snuffy's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snuffy's a mammoth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's wooly too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's Snuffy's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's Big Bird's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That's Elmo's World&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, Yeah! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://www.amiright.com/parody/80s/sesamestreet5.shtml &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;aw...sesame street. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;TODAY'S NUMBER IS......: 18! *singsingsing* yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&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;br /&gt;hopes tmr's frisbee doesnt go wrong....think will only hav 4 ppl...or worse. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have I told you a story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;About the girl next door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With a slim tender body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And a pretty face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Have you seen her,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;She lives down your street.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Takes the bus 17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;With her girlfriends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;So one day when she was all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I decided to pay her a visit then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And she told me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Her name was Alice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'm fifteen this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And how are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when you have no one but yourself to blame for this matter, maybe it's not your fault. maybe you could try to not blame anyone, then to blame someone at all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-563959637978882848?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/563959637978882848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/blood-and-tears-but-yet-no-self-pity.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/563959637978882848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/563959637978882848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/blood-and-tears-but-yet-no-self-pity.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-5344014425363150009</id><published>2009-07-17T18:16:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T18:46:27.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today we commerate the 77th post! yay! *cheers* and also the day pin goes off to m'sia for the wkend. haha. leave a slice of the cake for me ah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i wont say i had the easiest of times easing into the weekend, with aches, tiredness, a bit of headache. maybe i hav h1n1 haha. RENDA's fault. 2.4 sucks. didnt bother to go c my timing. i slacked the first round. then mr tan said, " EDWIN CHUE! can you run faster?" so i ran like crazy haha. as if. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i think it was the first time i raised my hand for any reason...and it was in music lesson. im also makng progress in that french book! dedicated 1 page per day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i dont really know what to now..sian. oh tmr got speech day.&gt;.&lt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Escape, teared, lost. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm sure everyone had those times where you lose yourself, unable to do a thing right. Well, some if us are lucky. this kind of things happen once. but others, have to fight the day away, try to survive, from one ambush after another, in which it gets worse, and worse. it's just that maybe, everything goes wrong for them. nothing can be righted. every move on that chess board is a checkmate isnt it? there will be a time, when it just snaps, and they start fearing, the things they onced loved most. Imagine, fearing your parents, when they did nothing wrong, gave you everything, but you end up with that feeling inside, that wants to kill you. you want to live your life, but you want to end this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;let go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;let me go. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;english.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;simple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;let me go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;could you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;could you not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;would you have? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;why not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;what if?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;forget this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;don't remember this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;remember me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;but don't forget me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;remember?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;~77th post end~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;have you came acrosss familiar faces but with no distint recognition?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-5344014425363150009?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/5344014425363150009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-commerate-77th-post-yay-cheers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5344014425363150009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/5344014425363150009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-we-commerate-77th-post-yay-cheers.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6741355549621643694</id><published>2009-07-16T17:33:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T21:42:26.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;"Sitting on the fence."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;I talked to myself and we both agreed that we did better for home-ec this wk. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;think i'll ease in for a good wkend after 2.4 tmr. which i have no, no intentions of getting A. i asked myself," get A not reali much use rite?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Rules:Once you've been tagged, Fill this out IN YOUR OWN WORDS and repost as, "My Autobiography".And use your own answers, not anyone else's.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where did you take your profile pic? i dun hav.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What exactly are you wearing right now? white shirt, black pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What is your current problem? im feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What makes you happy most? friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What's the name of the song that you're listening to? nothing.but i wont mind candles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Any celeb you would marry? Hayley williams? no. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Name some one/persons with the same birthday as you. A girl called Sarah. used to be in same swimming class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Ever sang in front of a large audience? nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Has anyone ever said you looked like a celebrity? lol, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you still watch kiddy movies or kiddie TV shows? DORA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Do you speak any other languages than English? chinese. does french count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Has anyone you've been really close passed away? not. yet. but we're all eternal, so no worries. ^___^&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you ever watch MTV? no.&lt;br /&gt;14. What's something that really annoys you? sucked up ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------Chapter 1&lt;br /&gt;1. Middle name: hm..&lt;br /&gt;2. Nickname(s): chewy. mr yeo used to call me that.&lt;br /&gt;3. Current location: pasir ris..home..&lt;br /&gt;4. Eye color: black. damn, wish it was some other colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------Chapter 2&lt;br /&gt;1. Do you get along with your parent(s): okay.&lt;br /&gt;2.Are your parents married/separated/divorced?: Married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------Chapter 3: Favorites&lt;br /&gt;1. Ice Cream: cookies and cream!=)&lt;br /&gt;2. Season: winter. best.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shampoo/conditioner: good qn. should go check. idrk.&lt;br /&gt;4. Thing: *no ans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------Chapter 4: Do You..&lt;br /&gt;1. Dance in the shower? when i was young..ya.&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you write on your hand? ya. it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;3. Call people back? no caller id. cant. play guess &amp;amp; check.&lt;br /&gt;4. Believe in God? i want him to exist, damn. but no..i dont.&lt;br /&gt;5. Any bad habits? slacking, lazy to do a thing. give excuses to myself.&lt;br /&gt;6. Any mental health issues: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------Chapter 5: Have You..&lt;br /&gt;1. Sprained stuff: thumb and ankle.ya.&lt;br /&gt;2. Had physical therapy? what's that.&lt;br /&gt;3. Gotten stitches? nope.&lt;br /&gt;4. Taken painkillers: no.&lt;br /&gt;5. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling: no. &lt;br /&gt;6. Thrown up at the dentist: for what?&lt;br /&gt;7. Sworn in front of your parents? nope. =)&lt;br /&gt;8. Had detention? almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------Chapter 6: Who/What was the last&lt;br /&gt;1. Movie(s): Transformers 2&lt;br /&gt;2. Three people who text-ed you: jm,cj, pin.&lt;br /&gt;3. Person you called: brian? lol. didnt know i called you.&lt;br /&gt;4. Person you hugged: my godmother. like...2 yrs ago..&lt;br /&gt;6. Person you talked to on msn? pin.&lt;br /&gt;7. Thing you touched? mouse.&lt;br /&gt;8. Thing you ate? burger king!&lt;br /&gt;9. Thing you drank? water&lt;br /&gt;10. Thing you said: "what the hell!"&lt;br /&gt;11. Person you kissed: my baby cousin. long ago. she so cute. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;12. Place you went: cant rmb..&lt;br /&gt;13. Friend you saw: afiq, jx, a-loy-si-ou-s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;NOW TAG 20 PEOPLE! AND GET THEM TO DO THE SAME!&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;you cant make a decision without having people hating you. but there'll be people.who'd respect that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;i close my eyes every night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;wishing some things didnt happen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;but i wake myself up the next morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;to find my dreams floating away,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#66cccc;"&gt;towards the golden flower blooming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6741355549621643694?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6741355549621643694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/sitting-on-fence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6741355549621643694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6741355549621643694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/sitting-on-fence.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6913536584365579779</id><published>2009-07-14T18:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T18:45:24.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Today will be...paint day! not exactly paint. but the program paint. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i shall commemerate today by placing some(fine, 3.)paint art which i did. in less than 30 min. give a round of applause for my DECENT effort. =) please, haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=youand__.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/youand__.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;trying to do sth here. guess i got pissed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=missingpiece.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/missingpiece.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'll call this the missing piece. ya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;last one. has a title inside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Crayons.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Crayons.jpg" width="440" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;crayons...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;that's abt the 3 i did. -.- *claps*! =.=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Crayons-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i411.photobucket.com/albums/pp192/Edwinchue/Crayons-1.jpg" border="0" width="440" lt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enlarged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;oh ya.one last thing. saw a girl with damn nice red-golden hair!!! damndamndamn nice! =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;from your first words to your seventh birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;from your first guitar lesson to your fourteenth birthday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;from your first kiss to your twenty-one birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I'm glad it's worth living,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;because maybe God hates you but these special moments, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;missing them,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;is what truely makes this moments special.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6913536584365579779?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6913536584365579779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-will-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6913536584365579779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6913536584365579779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/today-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1014237876237892340</id><published>2009-07-13T22:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T22:53:26.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;" Insanity makes the world tri-angle."~ Pan Jun Xuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Today, we celebrate a most prestigious day, the XPP day.( otherwise known as xiao pan pan day)&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;fine.jkjk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;im thinking what happened today. oh. sheng wei and marcus presentation saved me from presenting. nick and i epic screw-up. in my opinion. maybe in nick's opinion, i screw up..he say i nvr check the pp..wtv. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;change&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;let's really have a xpp day. to celebrate pan. and his comics! so the whole class MUST treat pan good for the whole wk. let him read comic ah.=) and give him support for 2.4. with support, he'll do better. =) go pan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;while i think what tmr should celebrated for..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY B'DAY to jing xiang and audrey! if it's true..acc to fb it is. haha -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;" Manga is not hentai!"~Jun Xuan ( and i agree totally.) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;through the lies, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the hazel eyes i see before me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;the heart that once used to beat for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;could i ever had been so dumb to trust it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1014237876237892340?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1014237876237892340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanity-makes-world-tri-angle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1014237876237892340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1014237876237892340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/insanity-makes-world-tri-angle.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-6161790925532462447</id><published>2009-07-12T18:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T19:14:36.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;what a day.got stupid walk-a-jog, then play frisbee. then play badminton. then go cut hair. then wrap up art stuff. haha. &lt;strong&gt;i want to make this clear...TODAY'S COLOUR's ORANGE!-.-fine. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;im gonna take a good shot at how my smses and calls are distributed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;so..here it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SMS-es. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;80%: talking to pin and cj abt crap lol. for fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;7%:massing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5%: projs talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5%: homwk purposes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2%: tell my mum when i reach home. and for supper. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1%:hm..extra 1%. sms myself? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Call-log. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;70%: waking ppl up for frisbee. and calling ppl for such things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;10%: finding missing ppl who seem to be nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5%:projs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;5%:hmk problems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;6%:calling home and grandparents' hse =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;4%: calling brian...where the hell is he, after sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*END*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;would you cry if i said he died?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;would you cry if he said i died?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if you died, would he cry for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if you died, i know i will cry for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-6161790925532462447?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/6161790925532462447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6161790925532462447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/6161790925532462447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/what-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-7662929041578491323</id><published>2009-07-10T15:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:27:53.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Weekend! finally. after 4 days.=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;2.4 next wk...forget it lol. dont want to talk abt anyth, anyth related to running.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;still got script to write out for art presentation.must make sure i do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;think today music was the best. so fun. just keep watching vids and watching the ppl getting sabo-ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;shant drag on for no reason,so this post shall end here, unless i rmb sth impt or anyth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dare to dream?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dream to dare?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I dare to dream the dream that I dare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-7662929041578491323?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/7662929041578491323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-finally.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7662929041578491323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/7662929041578491323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-2304712437173587808</id><published>2009-07-09T16:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T17:04:36.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;My life..&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;is boring.and i when i try to do sth..i fail.again,again &amp;amp; again. so im trying to think when was the last time i'd succeeded in sth i reali wanted to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;today had the worst pe-t.ever. mr tan came! i didnt go for training the whole jun hols.so he said,"edwin, long time no see ah!" followed by *smile**smile**smile* once from him enough le...but when u sit around ppl like isaac and cj,they luv to repeat,repeat &amp;amp; repeat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;sian.damndamndamn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;let's talk abt happy things. i didnt let in a goal today! tmr got pe! it's not sunny now! no tests tmr!-.-.-.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;i repeated lots of things 3 times in this post. maybe if i try to die, i would live,live &amp;amp; live again.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strike&gt;maybe not. i might die, die &amp;amp; die again.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i speak to the wall sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i cry in the room sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i listen to the silence sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and, rarely, they speak to me. they cry to me. they listen to me.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-2304712437173587808?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/2304712437173587808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2304712437173587808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/2304712437173587808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/my-life.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-1663242862899266140</id><published>2009-07-07T17:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:54:17.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Shall not reali say much today. it was a fun day, i have to say.for one of the first times. i should, prob go link more ppl. but then again...maybe tmr? sounds better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;commercial&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're not a fairy tale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're not a dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you're the fairy tale in my dream come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4876255441656704403-1663242862899266140?l=forgottenpaths.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/feeds/1663242862899266140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/shall-not-reali-say-much-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1663242862899266140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4876255441656704403/posts/default/1663242862899266140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://forgottenpaths.blogspot.com/2009/07/shall-not-reali-say-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Edwin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08550158904906457300</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4876255441656704403.post-305002146739247088</id><published>2009-07-06T08:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T08:36:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im doing art proj now...stupid. trying to find a nice medical video to put in the powerpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this medical video looks nice. think i'll add it in pp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="302" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4089327&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4089327&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=0&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="302"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4089327"&gt;Mediafreaks Medical Animation Showreel&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/aldricchang"&gt;Aldric Chang&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! think im done with pp le. now need to sent to nick lee for his credits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking eng no hmk.i cant rmb. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;I hope one day you'll find yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;And I know it's not today,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;But maybe with me could you do it tomorrow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Today's a spoiler,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Tomorrow's a secret.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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