<?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-5538923866703275355</id><updated>2011-07-08T03:23:49.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geek In The Pink</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-4092019828198979792</id><published>2009-10-03T04:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T04:28:47.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzz, fucking shit. tons of things happened everyday. forget le. but now very very pissed. coz of 2 things. 1, my father is mad over unknown effing things. 2, i'm trying to do what my bro said, but i dun get what i gave them back. effing pissed. cant i even go to find my frens on my own?! whatever. everytime i post, its nothing happy. they only give me sadness. effing shit. i wanna scold them de, but what for? later he will only come and scold me and say lots of things. got scolded for 3 hours, and nobody cares. yeah, nobody cares. coz i own too much money in sch, pissed everyone by provoking them, sabo them. they only very bored then come and fucking read. zzz. fucking angry. and i seriously dun understand cindy siewmun and yunting. whats the fucking problem between them? everytime quarrel so loudly and over the net, want everyone to know. attention seeker lohs. zzz. i shld calm down and lax. breath in, breath out. breath in, breath out. zzz. cant sm cindy and yt just be frens and dun so bad? fucking pissed. GRRRS. &gt;.&lt; nvm. i better go and find things to let me earn $$ at FFS. i wanna buy alot of things for somebody =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-4092019828198979792?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4092019828198979792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/10/zzz-fucking-shit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4092019828198979792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4092019828198979792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/10/zzz-fucking-shit.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-7645151355909652598</id><published>2009-09-05T02:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T02:44:04.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols, lots of things happen. just fastforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i got another gan jie liao. but its hard to find her at msn or facebook ley, coz she saay im stupid. ):&lt;br /&gt;butthen , viona jiejie hor, more guaixin wo liao lol. i sented her home last thursday i think.&lt;br /&gt;thenthen, hols liao. at teachers day, went jp with that new gan jie luh. in the end, everyone ask :" WHERE IS BAI JUNXIANG!!! WHY HE NEVER COME AND FIND MRS LEE!!!!" hahha. soooo many ex student remember me ley, and ask about me hahahah. andand, mrs lee say my hair grow alot , not like last time, keep botak! hahahahaha. hope her student not so bad lah, make her angry until vessel burst, hahahhaha! but hor, her stupid say she veh fierce ley. then then , my new jie hor, got PMS de. when i first heard it from her hor, i thought is PreMature Sex O___O then i know is MOODSWING! HAHAHAHAH. all my jie hav lah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;then then, i got back my performance task. gt 48/60. then then, i also get back chi test lah. make me uber happy, coz got first in my own class lol. butbut, with stella lam lo. i think hor, she copy my answer ley! hahahah. i can score better de, but write wrong at one qns, then lower marks ):&lt;br /&gt;now hor, cant sms my jiejies le. coz my prepaid used up. my real korkor hor, say wanna help me top up, but then horr, havent see the money or the card ley. i think tonight lo. sad sad ley, cannot sms them. andand, i calculate le. if i want to keep it up til end of the month, i need to only sent 66.66666666666666666 msg per day. sad ley T_T now hor, my real jiejie wanna go chalet tonight. she veh funny de loh, say do exchange. she help me ask korkor hor, then i help say to papa. lol, and i went army open house ley. i tried the laser shooting using SAR 21. UBER SEXY GUN!!!!!! all got hit. weichen and i hor, want compare. but i win him, coz i shoot at longer range de. thenthen, i go try the machine, with the weird weird bag. with SAR 21 without ammos lah. then i use for 10mins, had a little chat with the commando beside me. actually wanna do longer de, butbut, need to fall in le. i gib him back the things, and say buaibye. but before that, was uber hungry. coz never eat anything, only drink lemon tea and something else. dunnoe how to say ley. then then i go food testing. that mdm hor, keep giving me the dessert. i eat more then 20 i think lahhh. tasty! all of us say hor, FASTER LEY! I WANT GO ARMY DE LEY!!!! hahahaha. me and kevin hor, take and take, take and take. with rahul. weichen go paint his face like that old guy who comes thru ur chimney, and clarence go paint like red indian. but not even. sam, he go try the whole face. make him like watermelon ley. i wanna try de, but cant. coz got something on my face bleeding. hahaha, sian ley. aiya, i go le lah. hope my top up card come faster, so i can sms my new jiejie hor. and my old one de. hahaha. btw siewmun de hair hor, now like sabertooth le. tell her go trim, she dun want. hahahah. ok lah, byebye. wait, havent tell u who is my new jie jie right?? she is stephanie ! from 3e5 of budget view lah. andand , few months later, i will be taller then her. hahhahaha!!!!!!! BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-7645151355909652598?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7645151355909652598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/09/lols-lots-of-things-happen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7645151355909652598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7645151355909652598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/09/lols-lots-of-things-happen.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-5258958852437065981</id><published>2009-08-12T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T03:53:41.473-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOREDOM</title><content type='html'>WOAH. FINALLY BACK FROM SCH FROM TRAINING. lol. sian. i came back. gonna sleep early. tired sia. learnt new commands =D . bored. shes ignoring me D= sad. nvm bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-5258958852437065981?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5258958852437065981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/08/boredom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5258958852437065981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5258958852437065981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/08/boredom.html' title='BOREDOM'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-8108629080826687491</id><published>2009-08-09T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T09:09:43.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad,Disappointed</title><content type='html'>Well, other then sad and disappointed, no more words can describle my damned feeling. well, tired. now transferring things into my bro's laptop so that my sis could transfer to her phone. And i just settled my phone problem. Turns out that is my charger that is damaged , not the phone. Cool, its charging my phone while transferring. It might just take some more time. Well, i wanna watch starship troopers. its kinda cool. but im tired of every damned thing in the world. Its not all my fault. I din want that to happen. Whatever. haix... Cant find that photo in my phone. Stupid me. I wanna transfer that picture into my phone, but later i get scolded again. Well, its all my fault. haix. TIRED. Well , Venice kept me occupied with my phone by keep saying sian sian sian. And i said the same thing back. IM TIRED! BUT NOT TIRED. haix. LOL. Losing my mind. Long time since i typed onto a keyboard. I feel so like at home. Well, rotting is what i have been doing this few days. Other then having food poisoning, i ran around and got scolded and shouted at a bird for been irritating. Well, brb. Searching for that picture. DONE. Cant find it. IM GONNA DIE. BORED. AHHHH. Im going to be emo soon. Reason is becoz of someone or something. Well its a living thing for sure. SHE KNOWS IT! DAMN IT! AHHHHHH! Alright, gtg. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-8108629080826687491?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8108629080826687491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/08/saddisappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/8108629080826687491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/8108629080826687491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/08/saddisappointed.html' title='Sad,Disappointed'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-2639480406672990828</id><published>2009-07-15T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T15:21:33.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so sian sia. must faster post or not father wake up =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i started my wednesday badly, my comp broke down! dunnoe why, also never ask. but i know i need to use nia lol. then i asked my bro if the comp is spoilt. he say ya, den? then i say asking only. then he say no money to fix. wait for money to drop from sky first. lol. then i get ready to sch lo. the sky is verry very dark even if it is 6.45 already. so i go sch early. then i saw teetiong mother. she lend me a umbrella which helped alot. thanks =D then i reach sch le slack here slack there. forgot bring thermometer. but i think i losted it. G. Office tell us to buy new one. nabei,2.5 sia. ex &gt;.&lt; then i take temp le i go back. then gt lesson lo. i think is science ? i help to carry teh hot air balloon. saw them about 3 times? then i help to do the thingy. then nth flys anyway. then the hair dryer spolit. 2 times. then continue next lesson lo. i forgot what lesson liao. after science is recess. i then go to library. someone took san guo 1 2 3 and 4 sia. i hav to read 5678. i read finish le. ending is everyone die and new generation ==" lame sia. then is eng . the comp spoilt so we did basically nth. then is math. i tell yt jie 2 answer sia. then i told cindy 1 or 2 i think. then i complete very fast. if wrong i die le lah. then is geog. kena scolded for not doing the work. then i do quickly. then ms tan explain on the geog science project. 1 week 10 lessons of geog and science sia ==" wtf lo. then its for CA marks only. i buey tahan liao so i skipped science remedial. i went wm with cindy and sm jie. then they want to stalk xianshu sia. baddie. in the end is sm jie want buy bread then xianshu was at mos burger. what do u call this? lol. lucky or unlucky??? O.O oh well, i then eat that soup at staircase with sm and cindy jie. then we go comics collection to see what to buy for yt lo. i want that set of sword T_T from one piece. zoro's sword lo... they say my birdday they buy for me lol. but need IC and 18 and above ==" w/e hahahaha. then i sent those 2 piggies home. then i take bus go home. saw alot of ppl sia. huixuan,yimin,eugene,mervin and strangers. i walked home fast. comp suddenly ONed !!! OMG! i went to check a person's blog and i go bath le. in the end it still broke down. my bro reformatted the comp. i also dunnoe is reformat or edit things nia. but at least can use le. better then before. i changed the resolution for my comp screen coz it was ugly before i changed. then nth le. the rest let him do bah. i afraid spoilt again. i was so sad when my papa abused the comp by smashing the top of the cpu, the side of cpu, and he tried to play with the wires. soooo damn dangerous. i afraid comp spoilt nia, nt him. oh well, i slept well last night thinking about 3 ppl. the first one is what that person said to another guy. the second one was how late that person slept. and lastly was the last person, fren of my student care fren. lol. sian. i want my maths test result asap ley. sad... ==" alright, i go liao. cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-2639480406672990828?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/2639480406672990828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-imma-test-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/2639480406672990828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/2639480406672990828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/07/lol-imma-test-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-9070999714366451128</id><published>2009-06-16T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:10:37.482-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chaotic World</title><content type='html'>Hello guys/girls. Imma so bored that i came to post &gt;:O I wanna tell u guys, i learnt ALOT of things from other ppl in private server and my real life O.O one example is : Please go into ur room while adults are quarelling &gt;:O and another is : Never put anything real onto the net, coz u dunnoe who might be Nexon's spy! @##%$% Talking about Nexon piss me off. Coz i made a forum. A forum for a private server. The next moment after i created the forum, the forum got banned &gt;:O and the private server got shutted down ==" f*** up ==" But i am pissed off this few weeks. First week is goood~~~ coz i get to use my comp PEACEFULLY. Have you ever tried sitting in the middle of World War while using comp ==" i tried that. Thank god its stimulation not really use guns and bullets. But as a result of damaged, most of the bowls and innocent ingredient like meat, veg are wasted &gt;:O I wonder why does ad tells us not to waste food, when our parents are wasting food &gt;:O! And i am boredddd. First i went to AMK, my father phoned me about 30 over times ==" becoz i never answer the first call due to i am on train HOME! and one trip to AMK takes about 30 mins ==" Back and forth, took me about 1 hour plus! and i went at bout 2pm. so when i reach BB station, its 3 PLUS! i took a bus home, and about 3.40 then reach home &gt;:O in the end he confiscated my phone and said. Whoever call ur phone i am gonna scold that person. Ends up Rachel, Sam and a unknown called me &gt;:O i din care about it anyway. Then i got back my phone at 15 June,11 plus plus plus. Then i sms Kimberlyn. She havent sleep, then say she is a owl &gt;:O but not really luh, so early sleep. She say okay luhhs , sleep at the same time &gt;:O the end is after that message, i still watched my tv until 3. and ends up waking at 9 ==" i am some strange living thing &gt;:O  then world war, i very afraid hit me O.O So i went to dogde at the following places : My room, where another country base is at . ==" My room has turn into a refugee camp. Bro's room, which cant even find a soul inside for the whole day &gt;:O its normal, when i say everyday no one inside the room in the morning to afternoon, i get scolded. They would say, Of coz lah, they need to work what. Not like u, no need work at all. ==" Nowadays when i say, do or act, i must think what is their respones. Its normal that i can predict everytime what they will say. Haiss. Btw , i completed my homework &gt;:OOO miracle man! i told weiru, he say if u will do work sun rise from west &gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT NEWS!! World War is about to end XDDD US has sented a command to the innocent citizens, (me ==") to Japen that they would like to sign a contract for peace &gt;:O i guess all the innocent citizens would like that to happen =DD okay i shall sent the contract later =DD Okay guys. Cya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-9070999714366451128?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/9070999714366451128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/06/chaotic-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/9070999714366451128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/9070999714366451128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/06/chaotic-world.html' title='Chaotic World'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-5568920109242947417</id><published>2009-05-31T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:16:21.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Links, completed</title><content type='html'>Great news for those who told me to link u, i have linked for the first time! Its more rare then a millienium yo! and i linked also those who never told me to linked =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-5568920109242947417?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5568920109242947417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/links-completed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5568920109242947417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5568920109242947417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/links-completed.html' title='Links, completed'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-1376144419009373766</id><published>2009-05-30T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:30:44.208-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>below, is the letter from me to aishah (i promised ley, and i did it ;DD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my belly belly belly urgent to see this letter de mei, Aishaaah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;althought .... we never talk alot hur, but i belly happy to know u during my sch years in this Budget View Secondary. Because of u hur, i now got more then alot of mei liao =="" okay back to main point. u are one of my belly belly belly belly good mei. okay hur, i write for u le. dun say belly short luh, but i tried (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-1376144419009373766?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1376144419009373766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/below-is-letter-from-me-to-aishah-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1376144419009373766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1376144419009373766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/below-is-letter-from-me-to-aishah-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-7899833963658923668</id><published>2009-05-29T01:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:19:10.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit luh, got ignored, thrashed, stomped over and now i am a piece of ... rubbish... idk why she want avoid me luh... dun want reply my msg or anything... hais... i continue waiting for her to reply me message bahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, i am the lowest in my class, and 157/160. any one very happy to know that? now i am gonna buck up and stay alive. if i dun, i am gonna go to NA le. k bye bye, coz Jie say i write compo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait, so early meh, just came leh.. got scalded in the INE programme caused by weichen luh. he point the gun at me , ends up i touching it. want cry le, not because of getting scalded. is because i havent receive her reply... arhhh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-7899833963658923668?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7899833963658923668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-luh-got-ignored-thrashed-stomped.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7899833963658923668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7899833963658923668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/shit-luh-got-ignored-thrashed-stomped.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-4396219251557659807</id><published>2009-05-26T01:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T02:03:50.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh yeah, back home blogging again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is kinda bored. but am happy due to the fact that i was slacking whole day? this few days , slack til dun want slack.. coz mdm lee de laogong de laopa pass away... so no VE and ART!!!!! dun be jealous luh, when ur teacher's laogong/laopo die u can celebrate le ((: can u imagine? 2 hours of slaacking with Vionnaa , Cindddy , Rachel (XiuWen's Eng nick?) and Jaslynn. I took a risk and gave them a piece of huge paper ( Mrs Lim de =X) let them design their SFL banner ( they draw draw draw then say is banner O.O) then we talk like crazy. damn happy luh. at least i not rude to Mr Lu le. i guess he still have bad impression of me, but he seen me changed (for thatt dayyy). hmmm, todae was kinda bored... Rachel is telling me to buy ACASH for her, yet i wont. and i am blackmailed .___. lets talk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning,WARMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! like hell luh. i never dry my hair properly, end up in sch getting laughed at. Alot ppl ask me what happen to my hair(kao luh, on top of my eye how i see .__.) even Mdm lee. i gave them a fake reason , never dry hair properly. haix, bored luh. that venice finally dun hate me le (dun xiang waiii le). finally peace within e2 and e3. if i dun, i am a idiot due to some reason. i reach sch le then i go in put bag and slack. and talk talk talk. then we go to parade square for assembly. saw 2 ppl that changed my life. dun name them luh, later shy (whos say?? O.o) then went back. saw MDM LEEE (in my heart i was crying, coz no more freedom. how i wish her family member die after one funeral is over ( baddieee) luh, then no art and ve) then it was history( Ms Pavarthi, we will miss u althought u scolded me thousand over time (: ) we watched akeelah the bee. actually seen before, coz mrs lee ( p5,6 form teacher) show us after psle sch about end le... regret never go to sch at the last day, coz i lazy. arh, dun mention the past le. but Jaslynn Rachel and Cinddddy din watch, they were busy drawing on each other's student handbook. then after it end everyone clapped O_O for what? just a movie ( after the movie when sch about to end after psle in 6Jade, everyone hugged each other in class O___O ). then english. was punished due to not bring file ._. sian luh, kena punish. but talk to weichen and haiyang. coz we play sf that time and 2 vs 1, i won. they tackteam on me luh T_T but i still win (: and then recess, saw her* luh. with alot of her frens. they walk walk walk. go bookshop, then go canteen. was scolded for going out of class. then went down. watch my fren eat the chicken rice i want cry le, coz i never bring money to buy things to eat. end up drinking one cup of water using money from narinpal. he got lend me at least. those bastard busy eating chicken rice din even lend me 50 cent buy. hate them. they so bad. haix... who tell me dun want bring. tmr got 10 dollar as pocket money, coz monday never use. tuesday i use one dollar buy lays. left with 7 dollar. want sppend one more dollar then got 10 dollar. then after recess, i go back class. then it was... music? then we went to mdm toh class. i got A1 for music! coz she giv simple test. and i remembered the clue that sm giv me. 3 black teeth de first white teeth is F, while 2 black teeth de first white teeth is C. thanks Rachel Jieee ;) then come back is science. thank god mrs lim never come, a very good relief teacher come take over. her name is ms tham. oh yeah chinese class Mdm Yeo got something on, so a relief teacher come. her name also Ms Tham, but much older. she say our class very good, how she wish she teach our class. hmph, i bet 100 dollar give u teach one day u run. so i said, dun jugde a book by its cover. the class was quiet for 20 mins, then yiliang suddenly scold very loud, in case udk , yi liang is 1e1 de. then all get distracted. haha. lets continue about science. ms tham vid clip is unable to load due to techical problem which i can fix that i dun want, so we party the whole 2 lesson. she played with us a game. miraclely, e2 is more guai when noone force us. haix, why adult like to force us everytime... if they talk to us nicely, and treat us to candy, we will listen to them de.... but instead of candy, they give homework. instead of talking, they scold. they say we dun listen, but did they?? aiyo say so much no use de, coz they never listen. then after lesson over, i go find minghui. tell her gimme her number. so i took it. i hide behind the door. i suddenly go knock the door, xianshu turn her head. i hide lah, ofcoz. then i saw minghui and clarissa run away from mr ngiam due to file check. whatever, i hate file. tomorrow got INE programme... sian luh... then after sch i go to wm theere find cindy rachel. then they talk to me about somethings. then hon kuan come suddenly. shocked, din know who is hon kuan until that moment. it was ernest fren luh. he very shuai of coz. i tell him stead her, and told her stead him. eh Cindddy jie, marry must invite me hur, gimme big big angbao to let me buy something for someone (: not acash luh. then i reach wm kfc le, i saw someone with sauwa. she want me not to write about her in my blog, okay luh. idc her le. only care about *** *** in her heart. and she tried to hide from me. well if she tried earlier , i might not know she is here. saw Johnny , eating the set meal in kfc. i took his french fried, he say nabei u take my french fried. i tell him, wakao, so long havent change ur stupid habit. he say, kaobei, i want scold cannt izzit? i say can, no one say no. then i give him my number. then me and rachel thinks its been dian deng pao in kfc, tried to run. but i want giv hon kuan chances, so we stay bit longer. eh Cinddddddy jie, must grab ur chance this time hur, he is a good guy (dk why, i think he very good guy ). then i went home and bathe le... my pa sleeping, shissss..... then i went to take kor kor lappy and use... bleh, dc he will scold or not le. want blog mah, to support u all with my storys from daily life. oh yeah, i wont change link le. this is good link, except too longgggggggggggggggggggggggggg. kk, cyas guys. i go read ppl's blog and go ppl's cboxs le (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-4396219251557659807?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4396219251557659807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah-back-home-blogging-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4396219251557659807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4396219251557659807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-yeah-back-home-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-9182117221051653511</id><published>2009-05-22T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T21:30:26.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian... boring... lets talk about this week. i know its kinda not like me to post on saturday as i would normally post on friday. bleh, what the hell am i talking about... lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday i no sch, end up whole day play game !!!!!!!~~ song arrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday like shit lo. have to go school for checking of scripts... i went (miracle) hahhaa... then i know all the marks le. erm lets see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English- erm... forgot =X but i know is C5 for the grade. and i PASSED! no need go NA!!!!!! woooo! and sobb... one of my brothers have to... he failed english with narinpal.. dun mention his name mah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese- erm... shit i forgot too. but i remember is boarderline pass... but at least pass... i get so low coz never do work lah.. zzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths- urh no SA for math.. Phew... coz before exam i was thinking , omg got math SA, sure fail le... but then one day i was playing at PG with my frens, i then remember no SA for maths... WOOHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History- shit lah, i fail. overall 40.9. the paper i get 44.5. shit lo, marks get pull down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HomeEconomics- erm i get 75.. damn stupid reason why i get 75. coz mdm lau she knows alot of us never do coursework for HE... then the setter for the paper set untill beri hardcore... she tell the setter to reset to easy easy for us. in the end i get very high for guessing the answer. and MS SAUWA, WE WILL MISS UUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science-urh i know i din fail, but not very good also. shld be c5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art- url i get 60.9 if i not work. coz its theory with drawing. by right i will fail de... but then that time i go art room chiong my coursework... Mdm Lee say if complete reference and biography can pass for sure. i go type out lo. 30 mins all done. but she help me correct... then take few hours coz i done it badly. but i passed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well thats all i remember.... i think i must try to chiong le....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday got training... i folded my S4 on monday, coz i worried if i nvr fold then need alot of time. in the end i now use the method of 2 fold for sleeve. i used that for many of my frens(to be frank, not alot of ppl in my platoon is my fren. only some.), and saved them. i and Jialei after sch go forth floor toilet change. we change le then wear boots. i saw Jialei de boots, dull dull de. i guess he never polished. lol lo. then i tell him how. but he not listening. then we saw Benjamin at his classroom. we go call him. he do a hand signal of 230.... we run down to put our bag. then we walk about. i spend alot of money that is for celebration. but thank god already postpone. so i got another week to prepare the money. oh shurks. i thought my fathers home. so i close. need rewrite. argggggg, nvm. so i went for training. we had fun, coz it was the ex-sgt and staff... next week is sec 3 take over T_T ... i will miss benjamin,faris,Ibrahim, Jone,Waikit,BinChuan,afi and the others sgt and staff that once trained us. hope the new sgt is as good as the old one. then after training, i went to bubbletea shop. i eat alot, lol. fries,onionring,bubbletea. end up all in toiletbowl. then i made a bet with JunKang. (cant say, but i will get 50 dollar from the bet). then i went home, father cook noodle for me. i then go sleep at 830. tired luh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday was okok, until mrs lim appear. explain later. carry on first. at morninig i cook noodle and no time to eat. put in container.chopstick still in my bag O___O... then we got alot of things. but the best is during SPS. she let us play play play. and she say ghost story. MRS CHAN, WE LOVE YOU ;DD then we all cheer for her. then got talk. we go to hall and left with bit of time for PE. Mr Lam, our best pe coach. he brought us to gym luh. i try that machine and chose the weight 170. can worh. me and jerrold try using the machine of 100kg. we both can carry ;DD then recess, go cafe. buy things to eat. then i go slack. then we saw 1e1 watching shiek 3. we thought that Mrs lim would show us movies. yes she did. but its a freaky show. we all angry until want to cry. mrs lim is now hated by most of us....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday rules. last day of sch. we watched akeelah the bee. everyone was laughing and smiling and joking during the show. coz aqilah = akeelah, same prononciation. MS PAVATHI, E2 WILL MISS UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! then after sch i wait for cindy to come back to sch. i call her and chat. then suddenly wenzhong come out. scare me. diao luh. he like want die cant die after climbing stairs. bleh. then cindy lend me 2 dollar buy sluppy. i go buy le she disappear.then its GB's rollcall. i saw herluh. they stand for 10 mins nia, say leg pain. we stand there under sun 30 mins with heavy boots and eq leh. i sit under the damn big and hot sun for 30mins. i climb the bench then the GB teacher scold me. Nabei, scold me. never see what CCA i from and scold me. fuck u lah bitch.  (better now) then i go home and sleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep. wala, u see this week's activity. cya guys. btw i finally know that gurls name le. bleh, bb guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-9182117221051653511?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/9182117221051653511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/sian.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/9182117221051653511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/9182117221051653511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/sian.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-7295880934560848353</id><published>2009-05-16T17:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T17:57:46.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring....</title><content type='html'>my links are in green!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-7295880934560848353?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7295880934560848353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7295880934560848353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7295880934560848353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html' title='boring....'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-6927621469052338394</id><published>2009-05-14T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:12:02.118-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>hey everybody hello! urh busy week with exam i guess.... i remember monday i slack after exam. tuesday i slack at canteen with Yu jie, WeiShan, CheeFong and Eloise if i not wrong, coz WeiShan they all call her da jie O.O then hor YuJie say lent him my fone luh. he say he want play game. in the end he went to my inbox. muahahhaa, not so stupid. i deleted all my inbox msg before lend him... but forgot to delete outbox! i sent a message to Jobie luh... Weishan go read and was laughing all the way. then he ask who is that gurl where is that gurl. Jobie was just sitting about 3 table away from us. And they call Jobie to see who is she luh.... and Jobie really go hear. if i not wrong... she shld have heard me shouting (bleh, i was telling them to stop that and dun bully their junior). then WeiShan was there kpkb about me calling Jobie ChioBu O.o and he say u shld never ever call the gurl u like chio bu!!! urh whats wrong with that??? hard to understand logic. then he got new gf le luh. kaobei, more chio then Viona(bleh). then he was like very serious sometime and very lax sometime. we go slack slack slack. then suddenly i saw someone very familiar. bin chuan if i not wrong. the guy who is the in charge of NCC annual camp for 09 (this year). i told him i remember him coz he is the guy who tested me for PBT( in case u dunnoe, its Proficioncy Batch Test i guess, forgot how to spell that word =X) and he was the IC for NCC AC09. then they clap for him and he was smilling like very shy liddat. then they go Fitness corner. they like going there luh, do pull up. they keep doing and chit chat. then they go macdonald. i folow them til the junction then go home le. then it was 2. my father say wah why today soooooooooooooooo early huh? i surely strike 4D tomorrow le loh! diao... he added another sentence, if u early back 3 day, i surely strike 1st prize (it was after the result was out). diao luh. then i go sleep le. then wednesday i wanna find them and talk de... but then no have the sight of them. they have exam i think. then i saw mingzhen ( sorry lah, i mistook u for another guy) talking and doing revision with another gurl luh. and i saw Jobie! she was with the gurl i saw from the previous day. she suddenly take bag and go le... i was emo-ing... then i thought... if i run, maybe i can catch up. i suddenly pick up my bag and start running ( i think my speed is increasing =DD). then i use shortcut luh. saw her and that gurl. then i reach bball court and nvr run le. i walk. then i thought, why am i stalking her?? i shld not right... so i turn my head and walk back to sch. i saw kiat poh, kheng kin (idk lah, coz its shortform is KK. PS ar =DD) kai qin, larrisa,Jimmmy. then Jim make KQ that retard angry. well i say he is a retard coz he dk what is 47 chromesomes =X i guess he wont be studing that subject till his next life in singapore. then Jim was running for his life and say bye bye bye bye bye bye bye bye dk how many time luh. then he run le.KQ was still bullying KP and Larrissa. urh he like larrissa worhhhhhh! then idk what i do make that KP so angry at me O_O idk leh, anyone can help ask? she got slapped by KQ coz that KQ is retard (bleh) then KQ go home le. then left with larrissa KK and KP. they talk talk talk. then larrissa gtg, coz father outside. she walked outside with KP. me and KK thought they both gtg worh. then suddenly KP walk back. she look at me like want me life like that. then i was listenin to what they were talking about. they were talkin about KK like a gurl and the gurl like him. then the gurl dk that KK like her luh. then the gurl's gang( its usual, just like a group of retard walking together) hate KP coz KP always play with KK . then when KP was about to explain to that gurl, that gurl dun want listen( thats what u call, never put 2 tigeress together, coz they will fight). then KP suddenly gone. i was catching red ant to throw at her leh, but she suddenly go home. then KK appear behind me. scare me luh. me and KK talk about them and about red ant. i catch the red ant and put inside apple tea bottle ( with apple tea). about 30second then die le. then i go caught some more and put with water. then KK go home le, i go playground. then i saw the guy from YISS, my fren luh. and my junior from KMPS. they was playing the swing. then i join them luh. they go open my bottle luh. i drown the ant le ( sorry ar, dun come after me. go after apple tea ). then we play swing lah. then isman father found a chinesse prayer. i go rip open and then realise is chinese prayer coz it is in a cloth in red lah. then i go borrow lighter and burn it ( i learn from my father de, smart bo???). but din burn properly coz i go open water source( i afraid the fire cant be control, as those prayers are in cloth) accidentally luh. i wrapped a tissue around it and burn. scald my hand DD: and then the YISS guy gone. only left with me and junior. we chat and play luh. the gurl keep want me swing her. but my hand pain coz the swing is rusty(see lah, play till rust le. few months ago then build de leh!!!). then she gtg and like very sad and went home. sorry luh. then i go home and bath. at night ar, my father say open the teletext check 4D. i open then he say HO SAY LIAO ARRRRR! (diao...) he won 60 dollar. he say wahlau u arh cause my 4D run away( run away translate into chinese please =X) ! i say hey u cant blame me right, not like i am god O.O he then say if u early come back today i surely strike 300 dollar (there add another sentence zzz) then he say yesterday i ask u wud time come back u say 1.30pm, then into 4 pm. wahlau eh u! (problem is i din say T_T) then watch tv and sleep.. next morning i woke up due to 2 phone call from mother and mother. in the end, also woke father up. zzz, then kena scolded for some reason( super private de, cant say. or u want know? tag my tagbox =D) then i get ready go sch. i walk walk walk. i suddenly saw a guy that is tall, quite fit and have a goatee. OMG IS SIR!!!!!!! i immediately salute ( jkjk actually bow only ). and walk to school. bleh, tire luh. i wanna sleep T_T. then i realise something worh. dun have math for MYE! YAY! i afraid math for MYE, hard core luh. then i go playground play swing. then i saw another bunch of banana splits( my juniors) that like to lisiao me. i then kena lisiao lah. then suddenly i saw 3 BBSSian walking about the playground looking at me. i stare at them. then one of them ask me wanna play catching or not. then i say dun want lah. then the guy that look like americian say like this 3 person play not fun already. go ask those ppl over there( pointing to the swing there). then i decided to help. i asked those juniors want play or not. we convince them... but we run too fast le...( i know my standard is lousy, but againest primary school kids, i will still win de...) then got one crazy de, scream while chasing me. i run until carpark then she go back playground. the guy (look like leader, the one who say not fun when 3 ppl only) was been harass by them. those kids keep following him. and then they damn rude de luh. scold us alot of things. that michelle. i asked them before if they know who is Mrs Lee mah, then they say she very fierce( in my memery, shes the best teacher ) . i was like how come ar, now i know why. they scold vurglar words, act like p1 kids, throw popcorn at that guys cock, throw metal can at me, use sharp can point at me, throw kikapo at us, and sweets at us. total got 3 guys, one slacker. he sit there see us get hit by those kids. he was laughing all the way!!!!!then the leader introduce himself as sharon(dk how to spell, it sound like his name luh) and the second guy as ken. i tell them Hi i am Junxiang.  then we go to void deck second storey. i saw pro stunt. that leader, he climb to second storey. the slacker also climb. only me and ken din. coz like very dangerous and hard. then they ask me to join their free running team. okay luh. but its hard. eg volt i still dk how to do. and just now i saw a team of free running team at the playground jumping about like monkey. i din went to find them today coz my father at home. okay thats the end of my whole week! i now know why normally i cant remember days like monday or tuesday. coz its boringgggggggggg.... OH YEAH, my topup card is on the way. finally i get to sms Jobie le T_T 1 week never sms her le (crying) kk i go le, cya loyal supporter(are u one?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-6927621469052338394?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6927621469052338394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6927621469052338394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6927621469052338394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-3368411427851495852</id><published>2009-05-02T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T07:04:51.798-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay everyone.. really sorry for this technical glitch of my blog... please bear with it for few days til mid years are over and my repair man (my very good gan mei,JieYuuuu!) can help me repair it !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-3368411427851495852?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3368411427851495852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-everyone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3368411427851495852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3368411427851495852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/okay-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-6089353529085851499</id><published>2009-05-01T16:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:54:35.085-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WHAT THE FUCK? MY BLOGSKIN IS GONE. SOMEONE MESSED MY BLOG! IF U KNOW WHO, TELL ME. AND HELP ME FIND A WAY TO RECOVER MY BLOG!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-6089353529085851499?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6089353529085851499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck-my-blogskin-is-gone.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6089353529085851499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6089353529085851499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-fuck-my-blogskin-is-gone.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-3075798508813275017</id><published>2009-04-30T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T20:48:22.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WEDNESDAY;BLANKSHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the remembered days in this week. i remember after sch, i went mac. with aishah mei, weichen, haiyang and glenna mei. then saw her... with waimarn, zoei. then siwei, dhiri, narinpal join us. suddenly lynn, stella and billie popped out. went to take tissul and saw sammie standing outside with lynn suddenly running into mac. i pull sam into mac. we then chit chat chit chat. oh yeah i remember my very very weird fren that looks similiar to me, that is weird. he dun want go mac, then run home. he say very bored and want to sleep. he just kept saying he live at random places, even to classmate. haix... then i slack slack slack. take 189 home from interchange lah, then the next stop i think, got 2 girls board the bus. one from BTVSS, another HGSS. then these 2 girls like sot de. they kept looking at me like i am stalking them or something. then when its near 291e le, shld alight mah. i waited for other ppl to alight first, coz its manners mah. those 2 girls like wait very long dk for what when they can alight le. then they alight. i alight le i start reading the newspaper i brought for my father while slacking in the streets. then i saw them, at the road walking. me saw oak siew pie and chat with him mah. thn those 2 girls went fitness corner dk for what. and stare at me. i then walked away with oak siew pie. they followed me... they walked a longer way and reached the carpark there. oak saw them and told me that they are there ==" fuck man. then oak have to go le. i went home lah, of coz. then those 2 under my block walk walk walk like finding someone. i shouted at them then they look up. i stare at them. they walked away. at about 5, i went to buy dinner. they under my void deck still! kao luh. i walked another long way to avoid them, but dk why they still can see where i am... ==" then when i come back, about 6 le. they still there. i very peychey, want see is who. i walked towards them from another direction hor, the girl from BTVSS also walked towards me like finding someone again. ==" i peychey then turn my head and walked away coz she scare the heck out of me luh. then i went home le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-3075798508813275017?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3075798508813275017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesdayblankshit-one-of-remembered.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3075798508813275017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3075798508813275017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/wednesdayblankshit-one-of-remembered.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-1970286175860757475</id><published>2009-04-24T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T03:21:04.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yeah, i am back. The week is kinda bz, but i still got time to play with ppl. Eg. Branden, Waimarn,&lt;strong&gt;Jobie&lt;/strong&gt;,Zoei,Victor,Jialei,Narinpal and alot more. Bold her name =X coz she chio mahhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mondayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy. Forgot what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i forgot what happened. Remember i brought pepsi, and drank it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, HE Rulz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, got practical for Home Econ. Long time no do practical le.... I remember i brought 2 cans of pepsi, and i forgot the whereabouts of the first can. i remember i brought it to Home Econ for the second can. then i drank it while listening to Ms Sauwa. I went to team up with Siwei and Sam. then that Sam only kb, nvr help. Siwei became the commandant. He command me how to cook, and then how to wash for Sam =X poor Sam, wash everything. And he told me he like to wash =="&lt;br /&gt;Then Jobie not in sch... coz got SYF. and she skipped her common test. Waimarn and Zoei came and lisiao me and Zhengyi. me and him was slacking in my classroom LOL! then i went to their classroom luh. exchange programme between 1E2 and 1E4 haha. then ken say i say he like Jobie. Siao arh, i why not say i love her, pian yi ni le. then recess over, blah blah. Jerrold said i and some other ppl have to go to MPH... i was wandering where the heck is MPH... then they say its hall for short term. nabei, waste my time thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, got training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo, got training. cb sia, everytime my left sleeve got prob. zzz. i spent 1.3 hrs this morning to fold. til PERFECT! my bro suddenly woke up and pull my sleeve. and it didnt drop!!!! i went to slack around luh. then the 4 sisters quarrell luh. idc them lah, so confusing =S i went to slack slack with melissa and aqilah. suddenly got one guy call Jun ze tell melissa this. "Melissa, i like you." me and aqilah stunned there like stone luh. then hor aqilah want climb the fences. then the hero appear, afi. he talk to aqilah then she nvr climb. then blah blah blah. all those crap stuff. then got chinese, i help do this do that, turn into very like happy. coz of jobie luh, without her i would be shouting SIANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN out of the corridoor.&lt;br /&gt;then recess ar, i went to 1E4 there slack. then i was there lah. Jobie went to hid from me, thinking that i would walk away i guess. I hid behind the wall and she walked past me. i said booya and they kept laughing and play around. poor zoei, got poked by Jobie. then i slack luh. i was in the cafe, Jobie was outside. i went out and talk to sam, she went in. and i din know that even when i was looking at the front door and back door. then after sch they took my envelop opener and hide inside the toilet. they dun want come out luh, i wait lah. they finally gimme back le. to be exact, i took from them.then i slack slack slack. all i know is slack luh =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 2.4km -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooya! i managed to survive thru training althought my leg were hurting. we own staff 5 and we knocked it down. only that sai dun want do. we asked 4 permission for 5 to 6 times, all no coz of him. he dun wnt do even one. he obequak, drop his barret, do 10. then i went to get chewing gum from SM. she gave me (: i went to loiter around, hoping to see anyone name Jobie. I was so lucky that i saw Ibrahim and her!!! i gave Ibrahim one pack i guess, then he walked back to school. i was like... how is it possible... is it fate playing on me luh!!! then i saw her lah. i smashed my penknife coz i was emo-ing suddenly. then i kept asking her to chat with me, she tell me shutup. i remember senting her 10 smses of sorry 5 times! during pe, we got retest for 2.4km. i passed with the help of branden and narinpal!!! they supported me and ran with me. i finally passed. 15.38 min. at least i improve, last time 18.7x ==" Mr lam was shocked when he saw me entering the sch. i saw senior. he shout to me, are you gonna lose to girls?!!!!  then i dashed with all my strength i have. i passed. thank god. but need retest for 5 station. muahaha, i am ready again. it was finally 1E2 favourite lesson, becoz we got lots and lots of laughter in it. ENGLISH! Ms Ang change my perspective of english. we was laughing all the time during her lesson. weichen was saying jokes and she kept calling us children. we called her Mother. she say children, we say YES MOTHER? we was laughting and joking. then it is time for seriousness. we started doing our vocab test. i must say, she is our favourite teacher!!! she rulz!!! haha. In science, our maths common test result came as we requested from Mr ONG! he gave us a slip, whether we passed or not. i was punished for not buying the book. then i stand beside victor. we was playing stick ships, fighting each other with sticks ships. he was quite blur of the fact that becoz the starter wins first. when 3 of his ships were down, he said wait... if is like this then the starter would win! haha. then when we was about to play another round, mrs lim came and scolded me and victor. i realise i am getting more familiar with branden and victor and NARINPAL!!!!!!!! haha. they are my quite good fren (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, TODAE LUH ==''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CL mid years ==" so fast man... arhhh.... i went to slack all around the place after school. void deck, carpark. i went back to sch to slack. i saw JOBIE!!!!!!!!!!!! SO YEAH I LOVE HER ! she went to buy bubble tea i guess, and her fren say its her b'day. her fren showed me her student pass. i readed it. it wrote. 24/04/1996. icic... HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOBIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;i saw wayne, like waiting for ppl. he stand there awhile then run away. sia lah. i went back to sch luh, and then i saw jobie. i slack around sch. then cindy dun want go training ==" sian luh, slack until i happy then go home. Jobie went home about 50mins later? i guess, coz sam saw her boarding her father's car sam say. oh well, had a lit chat with tinqq and cindy. called cindy to chat after i reach my hse void deck. i slack luh. then i chat about 10 mins? i hanged up. and went home. there i am, posting le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, I LUV JOBIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! TIL THE DAY I DIE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-1970286175860757475?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1970286175860757475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-yeah-i-am-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1970286175860757475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1970286175860757475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/oh-yeah-i-am-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake 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BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-3024062938668224775</id><published>2009-04-16T21:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T21:58:10.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz</title><content type='html'>haix. sian sia. the short post in the morning is quite short luh. but i dun mind writing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see what i remember. i only remember since wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Training!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw sam and keep say him very kb things. coz i know something that irratated me off luh. but idk shld care or not.&lt;br /&gt;and it suddenly rained during Home Econ period... express student hav lots of stress... i went and stand in the rain. then i went to canteen. they all asked me why u so wet... even the upper sec luh... then i went back to class when recess over... saw her luh. then her fren kept kpkb me saying hey is jobie leh. how i wish that i nvr told them i like jobie. regret luh. coz i now then realise who i like ==". then ms ang tell me go get new shirt... but my shirt too big luh, no size =X&lt;br /&gt;they say go hairdryer dry it, but boys toilet handdryer all cant use de.. so they say iron it. i let them iron luh. they gave me the super duper small shirt to wear while waiting ==" then the auntie help me iron. got the sa sa sound during ironing...&lt;br /&gt;then it was english. it was oral presentation. din remember much, only remember i kept staring at lynn and stella for a reason luh.&lt;br /&gt;then history. got test sia. but kinda easy. but Ms Pavarthi say got 6 failure on thursday luh. mostly boys. so there is a possibility rate of 4 to 5 boys. not exceeding 5 coz she say got girls got boys. this 5 or 4 boys are dead. i afraid i am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;then that time i wear my smart 4, sleave not very good. i want refold, but the standard i want too high for my platoon mate. so i stay inside my class and fold w/o my cloths on. ==".&lt;br /&gt;hard luh! who tell me fold so lan tat time...&lt;br /&gt;then training is show and tell. i took a 2 dollar note and show them, kumar in my platoon he also talk about economy luh. CopyCat! then after that i went home luh. then bath then eat then watch awhile tv and slp. i wan ask my bro for the k810i de luh. but then my mom dun want lent me her fone sms him. coz i dun dare ask him through voice or face to face. coz everytime i ask them, they say trade in oredi... but then that time i saw him using the new fone and the old fone.. so i want ask luh. but too scare luh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, SIAN ARRRGHHHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lesson before PE. i thought that there would be PE sia, coz i kinda like mr lam's training.&lt;br /&gt;then he say he go course so PE cancelled. got relief teacher luh, Mr Tham. he saw us talking while it was Mr Ong's lesson and scolded us for not respecting Mr Ong (see luh, tell u all dun talk u still want talk). then me and brandan shoot paper bullet at curry bao. he go tell mr tham then got punished. punishment, stand outside classroom. yet me and brandan still hav lots of fun. i told him the direction of teacher using time =X and then i tried to shoot him but missed! then mr tham release us for recess luh. he tell us dun do it next time and blah blah. then i was waiting for raining luh. dun hav sia. then oral presentation. that siewmun hor, so baddie luh ==" she go write her BFF list. then she act like she writing my name... and she keep smiling coz no talking or making noise mahh... then i also smile smile. in the end i got said as flirting with her. she super duper angry coz it was a joke and they din get it. that weichen want to revenge on me for not handing CR on time luh, keep say say say. whole class laugh at me and siewmun, so dumb luh. then i was about to faint faint and that haiyang still say things. i slam the table once he say anything. Ms Ang know if i angry, things can get out of hand. she told me to go wash me face. i go slap weichen while taking the pass and run away. then i went back luh. it was fauzia turn to present. the dhiri keep saying 'banana split'. i go ask him why u call her banana split and then Ms Ang thought we talking, and tell dhiri to stand. i told her no is becoz... and she ask what. i say cant tell leh. then she say if u dun tell dhiri minus one mark. i quickly say out luh, then fauzia keep looking at dhiri. dhiri say becoz in her primary sch she did a split before, then other ppl call her banana split. lol luh. then he say he gonna sabo me whenever he gets a chance. i mere want to save him and got scolded, not fair T_T *throw egg* omg why got eggy ==" *throw rubbishbin* stop luh. continue lah. then awhile later i continue staring at stella, i think they realise it. lynn started staring at me for 3 mins. and after the presentation was over, she stopped. then soon sch ends, i go help at art room. my papa say that he wrote a letter to moe ask why i so late go home *spank pigu* OUCH! stop that ==" i went to bath, eat and slp again. i realise getting fatter ==" ended my dae liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, Todae, Unlucky Day....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. i not gonna care if whoever is reading anymore. but if my family member are looking, please dun tell anyone i beg u T_T.&lt;br /&gt;i went to sch at 630. drank pepsi again (: then i walk to sch. but no ppl in class room ! the building lock luh, idk and blur blur with afi and aqilah go back to class... they talk talk talk inside class and dk do wad luh, not gonna care. i waited awhile and then auntie came and say cannot go in. but she also very blur, walk to the locked stairs. when she realise that, all of us run liao.&lt;br /&gt;then got alot of things. SUSO, then fashion show. then rubbish bin thingy. our class won. and then suddenly we read the thing wrote on the envelope for prize. it wrote, THIRD PRIZE. big big luh. weichen read and pass then realise. he tell clar pass him the envelope and then we hav a big motion luh. teacher realise and changed. 10 dollar turn 20 ==" but only in sch bookshop. make lynn and clar peychey until jump up and down. stella did nth but laugh. then i slack slack walk about the neighbourhood. then i saw tengwei ( critical part coming soon) finding boonkarng (dk how to spell luh !! ) then i walk walk walk see him again. i ask him can follow him, he say sure. then we walk walk walk, cant find that guy. then he say show him stella house coz sian sian mahh.. then hor i went there, they not there. then we come down. saw lynn and stella at lift -.- scare the hell out of me( its coming !!! ) lynn go make that sound dk is what. then the stella say dun disturb them, so i walked away. then tengwei ask me is ther any place that can see stella flat, i say yes, coz i saw place from farrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr up at stella flat. then i brought him. i forgot it was a no trespassing place... i went in and came out. in th end, police come and ask me question. he ask why are u here, and i explained to him...&lt;br /&gt;he wrote down me and tengwei's name, ic number. then he release us. me and him was scare to hell lah... afraid got record. then we slack at playground awhile, and walked towards home. i ask him he want go home ornt, he say ok luh. then when reach my block he walked away le. then i am back home bathing. now posting. kk bye guys, got things to do le.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-3024062938668224775?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3024062938668224775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/zzz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3024062938668224775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3024062938668224775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/zzz.html' title='zzz'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-7198146578835732298</id><published>2009-04-16T15:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:27:45.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short post</title><content type='html'>LOL! i am not jealous of Clar now... i am pitying him. coz he turned into a slave.... u know ar... yesterday i went to find clar lynn and stella, me and sam saw clar painting... where is stella and lynn if u ever ask, they were sitting on the exercising thingy! and they look liek very short and cant go up =X and in the end clar's group were the most nice de. then the e3 vernice say:" see their group's soo nice..." that was the first time i ever saw her praising anyone =="...&lt;br /&gt;short post are meant to be short. i will come back for a long post (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-7198146578835732298?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7198146578835732298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/short-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7198146578835732298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7198146578835732298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/short-post.html' title='Short post'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-8529165850874929503</id><published>2009-04-09T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T18:52:17.962-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haix...</title><content type='html'>diao lo. i MIA too long liao. finally i am back again posting..&lt;br /&gt;And yeah.. who knows how to make those font turn black? tell me thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;lets see... i will tell u any interesting things i remember...&lt;br /&gt;I remember... during training... me and Fendy was in the same batch for PBT (also known as Profiency Batch Test).&lt;br /&gt;I peek into the piece of paper Staff was holding. i hav lesser cross then Fendy!&lt;br /&gt;Its a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;Then after we finish th test, we went to sit down.&lt;br /&gt;The place i sat... hav alot of ants. but not scare. coz NCC's uniform very good security measure de. Ant cannot go in. then i was looking at the floor... I saw one catarpillar's offspring but it looks alot liek bread worm lo except that it is green not brown. then suddenly one ant go bite the wormy... and the worm disappear...&lt;br /&gt;Then ar... alot of ants appear there...&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... i realise i joined the wrong sch... coz ... those fucker in my platoon they scold me chee bai. gannina... povoke me somemore lah. see u got cheebye or not. everytime there kpkb in malay. and want beat me&lt;br /&gt;come lah. i stand here waiting for u&lt;br /&gt;____________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;ok... end of NCC post. Start of new post.&lt;br /&gt;i really jealous of Clarence lo. tmd. make me vomit blood. flirt here flirt there. keep flirting. nabei... zzz... too proud, too bossy, too gayish. what i remember was alot of ppl call him UGG... =="&lt;br /&gt;i hate that fking nick. coz they use it on me too. zzz.... fuck lah&lt;br /&gt;i really hav alot of stress lo. i am isolated by myself from my so called frens becoz i hate them for some reason that i dunnoe. just purely hate them from their look.&lt;br /&gt;and i am feeling bored everyday after sch. even if i try to do homework... i finish the work already i would be walking about in my house. my life is ruined throught mapling. so i stopped playing private server. and what i can do now is to blog blog blog. i love wednesday. but no more. coz no more benjamin, faris and the rest of Part D. without them i feel bored. and with my platoon mate with me, i feel liek jumping down the building. they Part A only, yet so zai. nabei. They all changed. I only remember one fat ass in Part A tried to command the platoon when he is not IC or anything. he keep telling them to fall in properly. but he himself are not. and the way they perform the commands, i dun even think they can get the rank when Sec 2. i not saying i very pro. but its the little thing they do make me feel irratated. NCC is not for fun or anything. and yet they can sit there and play around with the commands. i think is becoz they see Staff, Seargent they all command the platoon very song they want to try. why not wait till Part  D... chiong lah, see if u get pumped by Part C in next training..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-8529165850874929503?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/8529165850874929503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/haix.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/8529165850874929503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/8529165850874929503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/04/haix.html' title='haix...'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-4978919663972947941</id><published>2009-03-13T16:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T05:39:42.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'>diao...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;seriously i am tired... dead beat ==" i like want die cannot die lehh... lets say what happened this 5 days!&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;Monday... &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;WOOO! NCC CAMP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I reach sch at about 7. then fall in... then i saw perlyn walk past me ==" she saw me and say eh?! diao lo.... then she walk away....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after then is anthem... shld bang right? our seargent thought we would bang and brought us to parade square... and lose face infront of Sir and some coopearal =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I really want to say this to Seargent Benjamin, sorry T_T... Our platoon always make trouble for you lo... i always see u with that frowning face and like damn angry... that time when giving out the creste ... i saw u like damm disappointed and angry and sad lo... like want to cry but cannot cry.... REALLY SORRY T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so after the anthem... i lent siva(ps, dk how to spell his name) th lighter i brought to burn the beret's string... he took it and i never see it again... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then Sir chose me as IC in bus... but no use... coz......... when we reach there.... they split us into Echo 1,2,3 and FoxRot 4,5,6... zzzz.... then i assemble at the carpark infront of our bunk... we put our things on temperary bunk then assemble again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then they giv us alot of briefing and talks until it rain and my leg hurts T_T the pain is unbearable... u walk and u will realise is damm pain lo... then when i came back i got 2 big big blue black on my leg =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;they do the briefing until rain lo.. in the end we wasted whole day..... and we played alot of strange game in MPH.... Our Sir was looking .... =="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then went back to bunk after the 'dessert' it was a bun with kaya and one marble cake... with 1 220ml of mineral water.... what i did after returning to bunk was.... take off my top and pants of smart 4... then change into normal cloth... but then... when i was about to sleep, they say hav to assemble at carpark AGAIN!..... change into my smart 4 pants ... then tuck in shirt... and went down with my heavy boots....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then after everything ends... i went to sleep straight away with bathing =) i know i very smelly~~~haha that time when i say chio i pronoun wrongly into chou LOL! then vionnna jie she say ya i very CHOU~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diao lo.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tuesday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we played everything! Flying fox, high element, paintball and ARCHERY!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Flying fox first.... i grabbed a safety equipment and wear it... then wait for my turn... then it was my turn with my fren in the platoon... we hav a little chit chat with the sirs on top...&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;Sir: hey cadets u know this thing can only support 40kg?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cadets: HUH?! Sir dun lie lah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sir: really.. if u dun believe ask that sir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: But that guy he surely more then 90 how come he can go?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sir: coz if he die not our problem mahh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cadets: WHAT THE????!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sir: (giggling away)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: but sir that guy also over 40kg mah... how come he can go?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sir: see him surely can de lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Me: okay lo...&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;that sir was like joking with us... then it was my turn... he tell me hold on to this hold on to that.. in th end i tell him push me down better and faster... he really go push! and its the very very hard push... i was like drop down then suddenly fly 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;then its was high element. nearly dropped down lehh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then paintball... i keep headshot coz i got practice before lehh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then... go home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diao lo...&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;diaoo... i forgot what happened this few days. only remember on friday one auntie ask me in chinese do i live near westmall... i said no and she scold :" blooodyy bassstarrd..." i was like ... WTF? then i walked away... i saw that guy with that leg that is like broken or something... his leg was moving!!! diao lo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;okay... ending here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-4978919663972947941?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/4978919663972947941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/diao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4978919663972947941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/4978919663972947941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/diao.html' title='diao...'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-1091856368483105622</id><published>2009-03-07T16:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T17:23:57.555-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tight Shedule =="</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;diaooooo! i dun care lah... piss me off =="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i am running out of time -.- coz of this =&lt;br /&gt;Monday = from morning go to NCC HQ for CAMP FEAST&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday = I am still there =="&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday = NCC training&lt;br /&gt;Thursday = DC!&lt;br /&gt;Friday = FREEDOM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously... NCC is taking over my LIFE! and in holiday... i think we hav to go back for training =="&lt;br /&gt;tough life,but i am addicted to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-1091856368483105622?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1091856368483105622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/tight-shedule.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1091856368483105622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1091856368483105622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/tight-shedule.html' title='Tight Shedule ==&quot;'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-7401013030244861880</id><published>2009-03-06T19:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:37:28.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i emo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.xatech.com/web_gear/poll/poll.swf" quality="high" bgcolor="#000000" width="420" height="315" name="poll" FlashVars="id=2329170" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.xat.com/update_flash.shtml" &gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a target="_BLANK" href="http://www.xat.com/web_gear/?p"&gt;Get your own Poll!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNjM5Njg5NTE1NiZwdD*xMjM2Mzk3MDIzMzU5JnA9NTMxNTEmZD*mbj1ibG9nZ2VyJmc9MSZ*PSZvPWRkZTk5ZDAyZTZjMDRiYzA5MmM1YWJjN2JlOTVjZGRl.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-7401013030244861880?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/7401013030244861880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/am-i-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7401013030244861880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/7401013030244861880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/am-i-emo.html' title='am i emo?'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-1119325699632212062</id><published>2009-03-06T19:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T19:29:06.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; padding: 6px; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; color: black; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: black; font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;You are 100% Emo.  Ha Ha!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 100%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;EeeeeeeeeeeeMMMMMMMMMOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get some effin help, seriously dude. You are WAY TOO EMO!! So emo it hurts! Wow man. You gotta make some changes in your life. Definitely...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/hoe_emo_are_you" style="color: blue;"&gt;How Emo Are You&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gotoquiz.com/" style="color: blue;"&gt;Take More Quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-1119325699632212062?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1119325699632212062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-100-emo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1119325699632212062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1119325699632212062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-are-100-emo.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-5751667115233303484</id><published>2009-03-06T04:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T04:32:37.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weee... back to earth to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8. reach sch at 8. late.&lt;br /&gt;zzz.&lt;br /&gt;reach class.&lt;br /&gt;emo.&lt;br /&gt;watch vid&lt;br /&gt;talk to dhiri.&lt;br /&gt;then go canteen.&lt;br /&gt;jie and my very very good mei's came to help me for brochure.&lt;br /&gt;go back class.&lt;br /&gt;put pencil box(dhiri's) and things.&lt;br /&gt;then come out.&lt;br /&gt;chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;then one of the gurls say what shamika trapped inside =="&lt;br /&gt;they thought i like shamika?! nevermind lo. i dun care.&lt;br /&gt;then she go chase that gurl until dunnoe where.&lt;br /&gt;then... talk to clarence.&lt;br /&gt;then go down buy chips.&lt;br /&gt;then... go up again.&lt;br /&gt;then chit chat.&lt;br /&gt;then recess over.&lt;br /&gt;kena scolded.&lt;br /&gt;first time do spelling.&lt;br /&gt;then... ... forgot =="&lt;br /&gt;then math lesson.&lt;br /&gt;then chinese got letter format test.&lt;br /&gt;fail. hav to retest and ... go back to sch in holiday.&lt;br /&gt;then... cheer practice.&lt;br /&gt;then... walk around.&lt;br /&gt;then ... help carry chair.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... dun want then liao lah!&lt;br /&gt;zzz&lt;br /&gt;bye bye =) gtg and ending here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-5751667115233303484?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/5751667115233303484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/weee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5751667115233303484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/5751667115233303484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/weee.html' title=''/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-6647481809154012862</id><published>2009-03-04T13:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T13:39:01.023-08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haix... just came back from troubleland and wonderland. let me tell u a story....&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 happen on 4/o3/09 in 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;It was about 4am in the morning... This boy call Junxiang woke up. By his own alarm he set last night. So he woke up and prepare for the day, not knowing what might happen later in the afternoon...&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 reached school. Saw his few friends. It was Siwei,Glenna,Lynn and Bernita. Junxiang wasn't expecting to see anyone except Siwei, because he always come early in the morning...&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;When Junxiang cant find the expected people that should be in school at that time, he started chatting with his friends. Alot of things which he thinks he forgot. Junxiang knows he is messed up... And he is still telling a story! Then the day continues... Then they all was talking and walking about... Until someone call dhiri came in! He walked towards Junxiang and asked him if anyone came to look for him yesterday... Yes indeed... Someone came... But that person's identity is not clarified. So ...He walked away...Nothing interesting happen until the middle of the day... When his form teacher said she wanted to resign as a form teacher... Then nothing interesting happen again... Few of the student went to do extra CIP, Junxiang was one of them... (fastforward ==") &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;In the afternoon, Sam came to ask Junxiang a question... That question crashed Junxiang and Sam's emotion... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;They knew this might happen... Because its quite obvious... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was about her... Sam afraid that Junxiang might fall for her... But Junxiang thought it was an silly question and ended the conversation... But the matter didnt end here...Its continue-ing... They have to settle it out ... Its either her or Sam... Both are what Junxiang have only... Its either the brotherhood or for the love.... &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 End =)&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;the story is just an description of what happened yesterday... and what i said in the end... is true... Just revealing some at this point of time... Coz if she knows... Junxiang is in deeeeeeeeeeeep trouble...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-6647481809154012862?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/6647481809154012862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6647481809154012862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/6647481809154012862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-1354797950620234362</id><published>2009-03-03T23:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T23:57:15.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What the fuck are u doing!</title><content type='html'>what the fuck... haix.. bye bye ... short post =) cya fucker =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-1354797950620234362?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/1354797950620234362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-fuck-are-u-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1354797950620234362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/1354797950620234362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/03/what-fuck-are-u-doing.html' title='What the fuck are u doing!'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5538923866703275355.post-3917067291237486825</id><published>2009-02-28T22:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T22:31:21.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha</title><content type='html'>WOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5538923866703275355-3917067291237486825?l=the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/feeds/3917067291237486825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahaha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3917067291237486825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5538923866703275355/posts/default/3917067291237486825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://the-one-to-take-u-home.blogspot.com/2009/02/hahaha.html' title='hahaha'/><author><name>Jake BoiiBoii</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08175234525999354395</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
