<?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-8016988</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:30:01.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tayliling's a retard.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>212</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116739842890053846</id><published>2006-12-29T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T21:20:28.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. this will be my last entry of this blog. but it will remain here for memories. =)&lt;br /&gt;i'll have another blog. but it'll only be for myself.&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116739842890053846?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116739842890053846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116739842890053846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116739842890053846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116739842890053846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116610686930515014</id><published>2006-12-14T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:34:29.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PENANG~&lt;br /&gt;i'm not exactly very extremely looking forward to it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;i'm miss my family, walter, ah yee etc.&lt;br /&gt;even if it's just for like 4 +, five days can.&lt;br /&gt;that's why i requested for auto roaming.&lt;br /&gt;which will result in my handphone bill EXPLODING!&lt;br /&gt;RAWR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. b4 i forget, today's the last day of CT's for me! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'll not worry, everything i commit into your hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116610686930515014?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116610686930515014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116610686930515014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116610686930515014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116610686930515014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/12/penang-im-not-exactly-very-extremely.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116498474024052688</id><published>2006-12-01T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T22:52:20.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still trying hard.&lt;br /&gt;i need strength.&lt;br /&gt;all that ill talk, temptation, doubts, fear, vulgarities etc.&lt;br /&gt;i need strength not to walk away from Him.&lt;br /&gt;a question i constantly need to ask myself: Am i ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you're captivating my soul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for my family.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i have Walter.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for those around me. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came to my house. had dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Acceptance is on its way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116498474024052688?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116498474024052688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116498474024052688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116498474024052688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116498474024052688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-still-trying-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got myself an ah lian hair cut and i'm already turning into an ah lian!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;deprivation of sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116299659798113618?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116299659798113618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116299659798113618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116299659798113618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116299659798113618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/11/mirror-mirror-on-wall.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116283156502837641</id><published>2006-11-07T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T00:46:05.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldn't slp.&lt;br /&gt;RACE IS COMING.&lt;br /&gt;all set and ready to go.&lt;br /&gt;to me, it's yet another race.&lt;br /&gt;to the yr 3's it's their last.&lt;br /&gt;i hope we'll not disappoint.&lt;br /&gt;we'll do our best.&lt;br /&gt;clock our best timing.&lt;br /&gt;to me, it doesn't matter if we win.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to perform to our best.&lt;br /&gt;out perform our training times,&lt;br /&gt;all the better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all we need is to give our 2 mins of focus to each other.&lt;br /&gt;no mind.&lt;br /&gt;don think.&lt;br /&gt;e word tired does not exist.&lt;br /&gt;100%&lt;br /&gt;just whack.&lt;br /&gt;i'll row,&lt;br /&gt;with love.&lt;br /&gt;for you,&lt;br /&gt;each and everyone&lt;br /&gt;regardless of who u are.&lt;br /&gt;pls be with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with the team,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for the team.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll put everything aside for this race.&lt;br /&gt;i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116283156502837641?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116283156502837641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116283156502837641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116283156502837641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116283156502837641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/11/couldnt-slp.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116282719325233740</id><published>2006-11-06T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-06T23:33:13.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised i'm nothing without him.&lt;br /&gt;absolutely NOTHING.&lt;br /&gt;i miss him.&lt;br /&gt;i felt him before.&lt;br /&gt;but he ain't in my life anymore.&lt;br /&gt;that's not the way i want it.&lt;br /&gt;i need him in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i love him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he's God.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116282719325233740?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116282719325233740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116282719325233740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116282719325233740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116282719325233740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-realised-im-nothing-without-him.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116272908083227023</id><published>2006-11-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:18:00.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we've concluded training today.&lt;br /&gt;all those sweat, tears and muscle aches.&lt;br /&gt;gonna let this week heal them,&lt;br /&gt;den, we're ready to go for the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that much anticipated battle.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's next week.&lt;br /&gt;we'll see where we stand.&lt;br /&gt;perform to our best,&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;remedy on the spot,&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;echo as one,&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;row as one,&lt;br /&gt;i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls let it happen this time.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116272908083227023?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116272908083227023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116272908083227023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116272908083227023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116272908083227023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/11/weve-concluded-training-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116254914264617536</id><published>2006-11-03T18:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-03T18:19:02.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the horn-ed one in me says 'fuck you for having a daughter like me.'&lt;br /&gt;the halo-ed one in me says 'i pity you for having a daughter like me.'&lt;br /&gt;I say, 'i couldn't care less.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that's what you can say to your daughter, i applaud you.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i know is children learn from their parents' example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the hatred brewing inside me.&lt;br /&gt;it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can neither forgive nor forget.&lt;br /&gt;it's not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really having a major problem.&lt;br /&gt;can't get my ass out of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;oh shucks man. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i really wished you didn't work so hard. race's coming. don let it take a toil on you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it sucks when i can't do anything to help you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;take care. if you happen to read this.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loves.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unsupported-&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116254914264617536?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116160972128044417</id><published>2006-10-23T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T21:22:01.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;finally,&lt;/strong&gt; we settled on something for events management.&lt;br /&gt;a bazaar at blk 83, yea, you read right. &lt;strong&gt;BLOCK 83.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;yeah. &lt;em&gt;how cool.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where minority of the school population hide up in the mountains, away from the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;so money's gonna drop from the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;right.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're in charge of Estate. which is like what, contacting the vendors, co-op.. BLAH BLAH.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyeballs till they drop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catching a movie on Wed,&lt;br /&gt;like the only time we have this week together. BOO!&lt;br /&gt;what shall i watch?&lt;br /&gt;The Black Dahlia,&lt;br /&gt;The Prestige&lt;br /&gt;or Death Note?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waiting for my frog porridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAWRRRR!&lt;br /&gt;yeas. LET THE SHOPPING SPREE BEGIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116160972128044417?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116160972128044417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116160972128044417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116160972128044417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116160972128044417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/finally-we-settled-on-something-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116150602727724553</id><published>2006-10-22T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T16:44:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;gold&lt;/span&gt; can stay.- The Outsiders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;all these i felt, who could i tell but you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; shit's cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116150602727724553?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116150602727724553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116150602727724553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116150602727724553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116150602727724553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/nothing-gold-can-stay.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116127585922018465</id><published>2006-10-20T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T00:37:39.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>couldn't hold it back.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry girls.&lt;br /&gt;i'll be stronger the next time.&lt;br /&gt;it was all too painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not as strong as i seem to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hero&lt;/strong&gt;, pls help me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116127585922018465?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116127585922018465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116127585922018465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116127585922018465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116127585922018465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/couldnt-hold-it-back.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116110163878998869</id><published>2006-10-18T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T00:13:58.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;YAYS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first official pull up! (did it ytd, but not during training so not counted lah.)&lt;br /&gt;after 10 fraking long months.&lt;br /&gt;=D really. that &lt;strong&gt;feeling&lt;/strong&gt; rocks.&lt;br /&gt;so now the aim is 3 by Regatta.&lt;br /&gt;this spurs me to work even harder.&lt;br /&gt;it proves that hard work pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so didn't believe that i could do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BELIEVE.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earn ur respect.&lt;br /&gt;simply by respecting others first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116110163878998869?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116110163878998869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116110163878998869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116110163878998869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116110163878998869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/yays-my-first-official-pull-up-did-it.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116106702823855795</id><published>2006-10-17T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:37:08.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;THE TIMETABLE IS FUCKED UP!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;training later.&lt;br /&gt;ytd day is one of the most significant day in my life for db. =D&lt;br /&gt;hope i can do it again. =)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116106702823855795?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116106702823855795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116106702823855795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116106702823855795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116106702823855795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/timetable-is-fucked-up-argh.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116076316038730884</id><published>2006-10-14T02:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T02:12:40.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i lost my pouch. all my toiletries gone.&lt;br /&gt;including that sunblock which rocks heaven and earth.&lt;br /&gt;the one that has menthol in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$12 plus lei.&lt;br /&gt;heartpain.&lt;br /&gt;BOOHOO.&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. i gained some manay. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to vivo city.&lt;br /&gt;had some fun at toys'r us with him.&lt;br /&gt;nice halloween stuff they have there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell lot of people. damn sian.&lt;br /&gt;all that noise.&lt;br /&gt;adults yakking,&lt;br /&gt;children getting so hyper.&lt;br /&gt;eeeewwww.&lt;br /&gt;but the interior's good.&lt;br /&gt;and there's Gap!&lt;br /&gt;=) should be going there soon for some major shopping as school's starting!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;EH. PASS ME THE MANAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dota player AUNT kisses my ass. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;i don wana wait 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;BOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116076316038730884?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116076316038730884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116076316038730884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116076316038730884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116076316038730884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-lost-my-pouch_116076316038730884.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116066673368834335</id><published>2006-10-12T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:25:33.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PISSED?!&lt;br /&gt;nvm.&lt;br /&gt;take a piss and relaxxx.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;milk on my hair la.&lt;br /&gt;coz had an &lt;em&gt;empty&lt;/em&gt; carton of milk thrown at us.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it wasn't empty.&lt;br /&gt;heard milk is nourishing for the hair eh?&lt;br /&gt;LIARS.&lt;br /&gt;part of my hair hardened went i got home.&lt;br /&gt;i only trust Pantene leave-in conditioner.&lt;br /&gt;rocks to the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gym rocks.&lt;br /&gt;addicted.&lt;br /&gt;more gym tml.&lt;br /&gt;savour each time u execute a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;feel good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting Haz tml.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;can't wait.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastard, i'll see you tml.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be a million years before i suffer from an overdose.&lt;br /&gt;not yet.&lt;br /&gt;for now, it's malnutritioned.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chui.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZzzzZZZZz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116066673368834335?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116066673368834335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116066673368834335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116066673368834335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116066673368834335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/pissed-nvm.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116059343831844745</id><published>2006-10-12T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:03:58.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>nice cheese cake hor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*beams* =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made my first cheese cake just for him.&lt;br /&gt;i think it was not bad for the first attempt given that i didnt have a trial run.&lt;br /&gt;portion was a tad too big only. =)&lt;br /&gt;still, he finished it as promised.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jealous not, jealous not?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalala!&lt;br /&gt;it was his birthday. nothing to buy for him due to the drought in my pocket.&lt;br /&gt;made him a card instead la. pai seh eh.&lt;br /&gt;-hope you don mind. make it up to you by going TAO'S again! pork ribs rock forever!!!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's starting soon and i'm totally dreading every bit of it.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. which mean we'll have less time to meet up and all. =(&lt;br /&gt;back to waking up early in the morning. F***.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training.&lt;br /&gt;SHAG TO THE MAX.&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to Sat's training. but not sunday's training.&lt;br /&gt;i may make it for school on monday, provided i survive mixed training on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish me luck. =X&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad tango-rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what ever will be, will be. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rarrrr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116059343831844745?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116059343831844745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116059343831844745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116059343831844745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116059343831844745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/nice-cheese-cake-hor-beams-ddd-made-my.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-116046378597394387</id><published>2006-10-10T15:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T15:03:05.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY 18 th BIRTHDAY BASTARD!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are legal already! i shall pull u along to club next time, and &lt;em&gt;grind the hell out of u&lt;/em&gt;. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day! You're KING today. =D loves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-116046378597394387?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/116046378597394387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=116046378597394387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116046378597394387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/116046378597394387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-18-th-birthday-bastard-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115997651218447827</id><published>2006-10-04T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T23:41:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>AYE!&lt;br /&gt;mooncake festival is coming. hmm. falls on the 6th. during training camp. went to buy ONE miserable mooncake to share with my group mates. HAHA! and also some lanterns and candles. ok sounds stupid. i know. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;relac la brother. not so fierce. i scared siallll. =D&lt;br /&gt;thank God  it was miscommunication.&lt;br /&gt;with bigger tides comes closer bonds.&lt;br /&gt;ok. cheesy, i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta sleep.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115997651218447827?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115997651218447827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115997651218447827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115997651218447827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115997651218447827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/aye-mooncake-festival-is-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115989200452687008</id><published>2006-10-04T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T00:13:24.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fitness test today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;BAD.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must run. more.&lt;br /&gt;though i did improve in my c and j. it can be more.&lt;br /&gt;just whack.&lt;br /&gt;training camp here.&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared. i need clothes,fbt, need some $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt some things.&lt;br /&gt;very disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;well, isn't it the same?&lt;br /&gt;it's the same everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;not too good if i spilled more.&lt;br /&gt;but it's apparent.&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't look like it's anywhere &lt;em&gt;good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll take a step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;no &lt;em&gt;forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just live each day to its fullest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastard. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115989200452687008?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115989200452687008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115989200452687008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115989200452687008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115989200452687008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/fitness-test-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115980877102040602</id><published>2006-10-03T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T01:06:11.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fitness test tml.&lt;br /&gt;i'll remember what walter told me.&lt;br /&gt;i'll not think. i'll just act.&lt;br /&gt;just go. just go.&lt;br /&gt;just whack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks so much. i really appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;you've made a difference in my life.&lt;br /&gt;coloured it too.&lt;br /&gt;nv regretted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love all my life.&lt;br /&gt;being together is another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;complacency kills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sherry, remember: humility.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115980877102040602?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115980877102040602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115980877102040602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115980877102040602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115980877102040602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/10/fitness-test-tml_03.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115953874898080762</id><published>2006-09-29T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T22:21:27.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH. haven't blogged in a long time. fungus growing everywhere. nth much to blog about. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes it's just difficult to forgive. not when you haven't said sorry. it seems juvenile. i know. he's human, i too, am human. guess i really not forgiving enough. i want to do my part. but sorry. the words you said were too hurting. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET A LIFE. life's not all about ur the other half. &lt;em&gt;it's supposed to be only HALF of ur life. tat's why it's called your other half.&lt;/em&gt; i'm sure some people will agree with what i have to say. it's a needy one if you can't get off each other's backs. so pls, not 24/7. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad to say i've aquired another &lt;em&gt;Co-Curricular Activity&lt;/em&gt;. so i'll be more busy from now on. i don wan to fail. coz not many people are fortunate to get a second chance. however, it's the what-ever-will-be-will-be attitude i'm taking. no point forcing. we'll just take one step at a time, live a day at a time. i love my CCA. HAHA.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;turning 18 soon. so what? big deal. nth that i haven' done b4. only with the exception of catching Crazy Horse, R21 movies and entering a casino. i dono what's the big hoo-ha of turning 18. clubbing? sorry, quit already. it's too harmful to the wallet and the body. HURHUR. -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k i'm off.&lt;br /&gt;REMEMBER: CO-CREATIONAL, NOT NEEDY.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115953874898080762?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115953874898080762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115953874898080762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115953874898080762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115953874898080762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/09/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115744391680208841</id><published>2006-09-05T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T16:11:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4 years ago ytd was the start of a beautiful story.&lt;br /&gt;i'm just glad it hasn't ended as yet.&lt;br /&gt;and i hope it would never end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115744391680208841?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115744391680208841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115744391680208841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115744391680208841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115744391680208841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/09/4-years-ago-ytd-was-start-of-beautiful.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115549295719515906</id><published>2006-08-14T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T02:15:57.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just changed my blogskin. not very outstanding. but to me, it just spells sophistication. coincidentally, listening to 'sometimes when we touch' by Rod Steward. woooots. if i could attach it to my blog... nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are like less than a week away. oh my. i started studying already. but i'm just worried i do not have enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched fireworks on friday with gerry and isabel. we literally squeezed ourselves to the first row despite reaching esplanade late. k. we're ugly Singaporeans, i admit. but we did say 'sorry' and 'excuse me'. the fireworks were &lt;em&gt;magnificent&lt;/em&gt;. co-ordinated with the music. and with a theme, it was really a work of art. the finale of the show was 'WAH!' Indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also caught the last fireworks display on saturday with qian hui, chun hao, yu leng and her 2 other friends. too bad, we arrived too late, couldn't get a view without the trees. should have brought my axe to clear the trees and provide free tree-falling to esplanade. (tree-falling? is there such a word? &lt;a href="http://www.dictionary.com"&gt;www.dictionary.com&lt;/a&gt; help me find out k?) met up with oxy and her yaya later. oh ya. and my enstranged husband, shaun tan who happened to be working at Suntec. (shaun tan, if u happen to be reading this, PLS GO TAN URSELF! u super white la. if not i'll file for divorce..*raises eyebrow with second thoughts* oh okok~ i can't live without u. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;fireworks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is nothing but a fire hazard without someone special by ur side, appreciating it.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s&lt;br /&gt;i'll be waiting like a fool.&lt;br /&gt;but.. AIYA. just wait la.&lt;br /&gt;*rolls eyes, slaps forehead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. gotta sleep.&lt;br /&gt;so i' m gonna end my entry..&lt;br /&gt;yup, *yawns*&lt;br /&gt;..now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115549295719515906?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115549295719515906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115549295719515906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115549295719515906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115549295719515906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-changed-my-blogskin.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115527899683783843</id><published>2006-08-11T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T14:49:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, i haven't been blogging for a long long time! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been skipping sch for like the past 2 weeks, doing nothing at home. i did the same thingy ytd, but for some more constructive reasons. i went to JB with cheryl and gladys. ate and shopped like mad! =) so cool going out of the country with my friends for the very first time. hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. i shall stop here. my hands are freezing. so s t i f f..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115527899683783843?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115527899683783843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115527899683783843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115527899683783843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115527899683783843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-i-havent-been-blogging-for-long.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115418165645922738</id><published>2006-07-29T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T22:00:56.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thank God i have huai hui and geraldine by my side. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had rowing today. it was quite slack. i absolutely love rowing. and i'll make sure no one's taking it away from me.&lt;br /&gt;promised wilson that i'll make an effort to study.&lt;br /&gt;and yes i'm gonna do it. do all my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;no more procastination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. off to do the bloody useless PDI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;knn.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115418165645922738?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115418165645922738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115418165645922738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115418165645922738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115418165645922738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/thank-god-i-have-huai-hui-and.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115410680773375611</id><published>2006-07-29T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T01:13:27.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY! Vincent Lee Keng Yang! i'm so happy for you! =D i simply love you!&lt;br /&gt;YOU'RE THE MAN!&lt;br /&gt;go for it boy! you know you can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with couple of friends and i realised that there are indeed many sides to a person.&lt;br /&gt;still waters run deep?&lt;br /&gt;or rather, &lt;em&gt;dirty laundry&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i've gained enlightenment. =)&lt;br /&gt;good person.&lt;br /&gt;deserved much better.&lt;br /&gt;no gas leakage.&lt;br /&gt;all the best.&lt;br /&gt;whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lakehouse-,&lt;br /&gt;the hope.&lt;br /&gt;another chance.&lt;br /&gt;another fight.&lt;br /&gt;smiles.&lt;br /&gt;no armour, no fake knife.&lt;br /&gt;only a true heart in sight. 2806 =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAYs! rowing tml! just the day i've been waiting for all week! =) LAI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta do some power point slides for IS. like wth. i hate it la.&lt;br /&gt;and shall start studying soon.&lt;br /&gt;real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;procastination kills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115410680773375611?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115410680773375611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115410680773375611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115410680773375611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115410680773375611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/oh-my-vincent-lee-keng-yang-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115402362711111018</id><published>2006-07-28T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-28T02:07:07.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shit. i'm left with not choice but to study. &lt;em&gt;bo bian.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes buay dong liao. zzzzzzZZZ. tried to do some maths. at least i tried. but i haven't completed an exercise yet. whatever la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one chance is all i get.&lt;br /&gt;it's how we perceive.&lt;br /&gt;so is it positive or negative?&lt;br /&gt;we'll have to see.&lt;br /&gt;but i know that if i don try,&lt;br /&gt;and i lose, i'll be a true &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; loser.&lt;br /&gt;if i try,&lt;br /&gt;at least i'll see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;the deserving party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;now who will it be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. shall continue to fight for what i want the moment my eyes open in the morning. for now, it's rest time.&lt;br /&gt;tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115402362711111018?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115402362711111018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115402362711111018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115402362711111018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115402362711111018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/shit.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115364609902064600</id><published>2006-07-23T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T17:14:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>utter disappoinment due to high hopes held.&lt;br /&gt;read too much into it.&lt;br /&gt;not good. hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have been farting all day. must be due to the late supper i had last night.&lt;br /&gt;2 plain pratas, 1/2 a &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;banana&lt;/span&gt; prata, mee goreng, indian rojak, &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;milo &lt;/span&gt;dinosaur and barley.&lt;br /&gt;long way home from thomson's, but luckily there was the legendary POLO DOE to keep me company on the bus. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently listening to Pirates of the Caribbean OST.&lt;br /&gt;the sounds are so magnificent.&lt;br /&gt;makes u wan to be a...&lt;br /&gt;erm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pirate.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yo-ho yo-ho a pirate's life for me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115364609902064600?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115364609902064600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115364609902064600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115364609902064600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115364609902064600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/utter-disappoinment-due-to-high-hopes.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115346043372764542</id><published>2006-07-21T13:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T13:40:33.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! Do make time to check out the link on the left of my blog.(Cheryl's livejournal). It's my cousin's and doing my bit to promote her webby. She has some really cute stuff. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115346043372764542?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115346043372764542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115346043372764542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115346043372764542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115346043372764542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/hey-people-do-make-time-to-check-out.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115310165637044174</id><published>2006-07-17T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T10:06:26.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks Giap. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;people don know the truth and yet they're there to judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always choose to listen to what they &lt;em&gt;want &lt;/em&gt;to know,&lt;br /&gt;never what they &lt;em&gt;need &lt;/em&gt;to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm turning into a cynic.&lt;br /&gt;into someone who doubts that there is true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;unselfish love.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;true love is impossible, unless you are perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only God has perfect love to give.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember the song from church when we were in sec 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're amazing.&lt;br /&gt;never changing.&lt;br /&gt;always with me.&lt;br /&gt;enthroned within my soul.&lt;br /&gt;overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;my heart offers.&lt;br /&gt;the deepest of honour and worship.&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115310165637044174?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115310165637044174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115310165637044174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115310165637044174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115310165637044174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/thanks-giap.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115271729269961548</id><published>2006-07-12T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T23:14:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>THAT was a factor of my outburst.&lt;br /&gt;The other was the trigger of my outburst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crying once is enough.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry. i know people think that you are strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uh-huh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i know, deep inside, no matter what, you're still a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*silence*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people think that being plus size means u're stronger inside too. but no. they all out there are wrong. you are in fact a girl. actually girly. but u don show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;o.O&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know how u feel. i can feel ur pain. ur anger. ur resentment.&lt;br /&gt;all because you aren't like those petite lil girls. ya but so what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;=)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember what Asri said? learn to love youself before you love others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's wake up to a better tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;throw those unhappiness to the wind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. anyone wants a companion to the pub? feel free to call me! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss that feeling to be yakking non-stop over dinner with __________.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST REALISED I'M REALLY PSYCHOTIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;LALALALALALALALALALALALALA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml will be a better day, i hope.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the concern!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115271729269961548?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115271729269961548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115271729269961548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115271729269961548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115271729269961548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/that-was-factor-of-my-outburst.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115251145699427814</id><published>2006-07-10T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T14:04:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CLASSIC QUESTION: IS YOUR MOTHER A GUY OR A GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC ANSWER BY RONDY: GUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASSIC RESPONSE: HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sherry!&lt;br /&gt;wake up your big f**king idea! what the hell are you thinking of??&lt;br /&gt;you said you were ready!&lt;br /&gt;why is it affecting you then?&lt;br /&gt;your actions and your words don match.&lt;br /&gt;do you think people care?&lt;br /&gt;u said, "Moved on."&lt;br /&gt;but your actions speak the word, "Stayed."&lt;br /&gt;it is good to know that you're feeling better after a night's rest.&lt;br /&gt;didn't waste any time to kill that &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;beastly monster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept in as its life ebbed away.&lt;br /&gt;it's dead.&lt;br /&gt;the feeling is good.&lt;br /&gt;savour each moment.&lt;br /&gt;don let it devour you.&lt;br /&gt;for you may be ruined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;be careful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ask me no questions,&lt;br /&gt;and i'll tell you no lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some thought, it's me doing it once more. everything to square one again. right? if this is the case, i'd rather stay a spinster forever and ever and ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really wonder who is the 'passer-by' who tags. itching to know.&lt;br /&gt;passer-by: if you happen to read this, you could contact me via friendster if you wan. like i said, i'm itching to know who u are. thanks. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HELL HATH NO FURY LIKE A WOMAN SCORNED.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bastards.&lt;br /&gt;who don keep to their word.&lt;br /&gt;to escape from the situation they are in.&lt;br /&gt;freaking lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does this sound familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;whispers*&lt;/span&gt; den maybe it's &lt;em&gt;you &lt;/em&gt;i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*crooked smile&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh! the way i blog looks and sounds like i have some split personality or sth. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the fact that all people have another side to them. (read deeper.. ?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;as much as part of me rebels,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;may we meet again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;soon.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chaosss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115251145699427814?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115251145699427814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115251145699427814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115251145699427814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115251145699427814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/classic-question-is-your-mother-guy-or.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115224637800971955</id><published>2006-07-07T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:26:18.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>many things have happened recently.&lt;br /&gt;throwing me onto an emotional rollercoaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did not get anything for ngee ann. sometimes, i just wonder. we are indeed training hard, but are we training smart?&lt;br /&gt;just what did we leave out?&lt;br /&gt;it just sucks to see people's stroke length shorter den ours but doing better den us.&lt;br /&gt;wilson is right. one only see what is on the surface, we can't see how much effort they put in the water.&lt;br /&gt;it has past.&lt;br /&gt;it'll keep my fire burning.&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to work doubly hard if others work hard.&lt;br /&gt;i'm willing to work 3 times if others work doubly hard.&lt;br /&gt;i want it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually felt sadder for others den my team. am i inhumane?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also realised that no matter how happy a person appears to be, there'll always be a sad side inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i have moved on from the past already. i'm ready. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was nervous. i was afraid that we had become strangers. but when i saw ur face, that sense of familarity overwhelmed me. =)&lt;br /&gt;we talked.&lt;br /&gt;we laughed.&lt;br /&gt;we ate.&lt;br /&gt;we drank.&lt;br /&gt;but most importantly,&lt;br /&gt;we connected.&lt;br /&gt;even for that short while.&lt;br /&gt;that moment i alighted from the bus.&lt;br /&gt;it set me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;where did the feelings for the other 2 come about?&lt;br /&gt;how could i even let it almost start?!&lt;br /&gt;i was totally grossed out with myself.&lt;br /&gt;made me feel guilty.&lt;br /&gt;undeserving of you, am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we once loved.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm holding on to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting ice^5 later. i think it's been a gazillion years since i've met them! =(&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115224637800971955?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115224637800971955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115224637800971955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115224637800971955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115224637800971955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/many-things-have-happened-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115208457050803852</id><published>2006-07-05T15:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T15:29:30.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ZOUK TONIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll not drink. i promise. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no time to blog. till the next time people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115208457050803852?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115208457050803852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115208457050803852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115208457050803852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115208457050803852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/zouk-tonight-ill-not-drink.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115189679498519034</id><published>2006-07-03T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T11:19:54.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry wilson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll do better next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) can't wait to eat!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115189679498519034?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115189679498519034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115189679498519034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115189679498519034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115189679498519034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/sorry-wilson.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115176133131638675</id><published>2006-07-01T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T21:42:25.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NGEE ANN PA BUAY DOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're such a beautiful disaster.&lt;br /&gt;i was sad because of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115176133131638675?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115176133131638675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115176133131638675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115176133131638675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115176133131638675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/07/ngee-ann-pa-buay-dou-youre-such.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-115003734654863204</id><published>2006-06-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T22:49:10.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had rowing today. it was really bad.&lt;br /&gt;the front kept asking for power.&lt;br /&gt;we gave.&lt;br /&gt;but they didn't feel it.&lt;br /&gt;it was a case of  'got heart no strength'.&lt;br /&gt;sighs. i tot it was bad enough yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect today to be even &lt;em&gt;worse.&lt;/em&gt; =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to town after training. went to topshop, zara, forever 21 etc. and i still can't find a top that i like for clubbing. i guess it's because my mood was quite affected by today's performance and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk about &lt;em&gt;retail therapy&lt;/em&gt;, it backfired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was even 'sian-er' when i couldn't find something i liked. &lt;em&gt;am i damn hard to please?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES? NO? ahhhh. whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to Zouk on wed! i really really really can't wait! shall drink during the one-for-one period. HAUHAU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i promise this will be the last time i'll be clubbing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;before race, that is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheeeeeeeesh. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CLUBBERMANIA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-115003734654863204?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/115003734654863204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=115003734654863204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115003734654863204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/115003734654863204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/06/had-rowing-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114995233998475309</id><published>2006-06-10T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T23:12:20.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maler wants me to blog. so i'll be a good girl and blog blog blog blog blog blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out some truths the past week. some made me go 'uh huh', some made me go '&lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt;', some made me &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;frown&lt;/span&gt;, some made me &lt;em&gt;cringe&lt;/em&gt;, some made me&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; smile&lt;/span&gt;, some gave me &lt;strong&gt;assurance&lt;/strong&gt; etc. but majority makes me wanna stay away from guys. i guess i'm really quite put off by them. except for the one i manage to get a glimpse of weekly if &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lucky stars&lt;/span&gt; happen to be shining on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe continuing from where we left off may turn out worse den last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if that's going to happen, i rather walk away from it and let it remain as good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to wait. i want to give it another shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but have i made the right choice?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114995233998475309?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114995233998475309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114995233998475309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114995233998475309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114995233998475309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/06/maler-wants-me-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114932090480810270</id><published>2006-06-03T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T15:48:25.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wished i could only feel one emotion at a time. sadness, happiness, love, hatred. life would be much simpler this way. it would be nothing like the complex emotions i'm feeling inside now. making me so confused and afraid to know what i am actually feeling inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono how to feel towards my parents. part of me keeps asking, "how are you going to support them 10 years down the road?" making me so insecure and uncertain of the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another part of me hates them, " why the fuck am i lugging my fucking heavy laptop to school just to use the school's internet connection just because i don have an internet connection at home? my dad has already agreed to get the connection a week ago. it is nothing but a fucking empty promise in bid to shut my fucking mouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while part of me loves them, " i don wish to be seperated with them one day by life and death." sometimes i have that sudden impulse to hug them and tell them i love them but sometimes the actions that they display never fail to put me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;so complex, so tiring.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt of him last night. it was a weird dream. dragon boat training and him. maybe that's what i'm living for. he was there, so real and so close. &lt;em&gt;i could almost smell him. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in a particular part of the dream, i had to crawl through this weird stair-like box. felt claustraphobic. &lt;em&gt;it was choking me, i could barely breathe.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this dream provoked me into deep thought after waking up. i may talk about him in the day and all. but it suddenly dawned on me that i had mentally blocked out the thought of messaging him. this really disturbed me a lot. the fact that the mind is such a powerful object, it inflicts&lt;em&gt; fear&lt;/em&gt; in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i restrain myself from getting into contact with him for fear he finds me irritating. theoretically, i know that if he's mine, he'll be mine no matter what. &lt;em&gt;but of what good is knowing it without putting it into action?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what will be, will be?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TP invitational race is in 2 weeks' time and June race is in 4 weeks' time. i wan to row in the race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i emphasize. &lt;strong&gt;WANT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've hit a plateau in training. i need some direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realised something- i'm living for dragonboat only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone, no matter how perfect he/she seems to be, has a lil dirty secret.&lt;br /&gt;a lesson learnt from last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe sometime later, i'll walk towards the &lt;em&gt;feminine side&lt;/em&gt;. (it's not what u think..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114932090480810270?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114932090480810270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114932090480810270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114932090480810270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114932090480810270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-wished-i-could-only-feel-one-emotion.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114844910370342035</id><published>2006-05-24T13:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-24T13:38:23.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>here i am in lecture 51 blogging. having TPFF lecture now. i must admit that i am really lost for TPFF. Simi Darcy Weisbach equation? Bernoulli's equation? i don even know the equations for them. I guess i'll be having a hard time studying for common test. either that or i'll be repeating my module. So many projects. -.- i really hate them. YICKY PROJECTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i some times question my exsistance on Earth. &lt;em&gt;What am i exactly living for? For my mom? my dad? myself? my future husband? dragonboat?&lt;/em&gt; i know i sound shallow for having bringing this up. i guess it's time to go back to church. back to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone. so long.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114844910370342035?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114844910370342035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114844910370342035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114844910370342035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114844910370342035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-i-am-in-lecture-51-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114826290693880774</id><published>2006-05-22T09:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T09:55:06.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YEEEEEEEEEEEE HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired. had rowing on sat and yesterday. =( so tiring. i asked wilson why he put me in the back pack. he said i had power. i hope that's true. *hopeful* i really hope to row for june race. was happy with the training we had ytd. =) NO WEIGHTS den we do better. so i propose to do away with weights! =)))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaes. gotta go. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114826290693880774?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114826290693880774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114826290693880774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114826290693880774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114826290693880774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/yeeeeeeeeeeee-haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-im-so.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114753104099651424</id><published>2006-05-13T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T22:37:21.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LALALALALALALA!</title><content type='html'>HELLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been about to tap sam's connection for the past 2 weeks or so. plus, i have been quite busy, so haven't updated for quite a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, 1. I GOT MY BIRKENSTOCK ALREADY!! ordered online with jess and all. got it for only &lt;em&gt;72 bucks.&lt;/em&gt; WHAT A STEAL! =)&lt;br /&gt;FLORIDA POP ENERGY is mineeeeeeee! mUAHAHAHAHAHAH! i actually wanted Tobora, but &lt;em&gt;too bad&lt;/em&gt;. don have. so settled for florida! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I GOT MY CRUMPLER!!!! hahahs bought it ytd at wheelock after Fish &amp; co. =) YAYS! COMPLETE SEED IN BLACK IS MINE! =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah. i miss clubbing man. but i doubt i can go clubbing anytime b4 race. =( booo  there's training on sundays now which means my only rest day is BURNT. &lt;em&gt;great.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;race is coming. i hope to get to row. and there is something i really really want to ask wilson. &lt;em&gt;why am i in back pack?&lt;/em&gt; i hope it's for the right reasons. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's mothers' day tml. what to do for my mom? i'm still thinking.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;TO ALL MOTHERS OUT THERE ( plus maler ): HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY! =DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114753104099651424?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114753104099651424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114753104099651424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114753104099651424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114753104099651424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/05/lalalalalalala.html' title='LALALALALALALA!'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114598025452115575</id><published>2006-04-25T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:50:54.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm back frm training. shag. quite jia lat today. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got my notes from mehlissa. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANKS AH!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ( if u happen to read it or what laaaaa.......)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super tired. Asri said i rarely update my blog. &lt;em&gt;Asri if you are reading this, just to let you know, i update this time to let u read ok!&lt;/em&gt; hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met Alvin at KAP. hmmm. he changed, erm better looking? LOL. actually to be honest, i already saw him at the CCA fiesta budden din dare to approach for fear getting the wrong person. LOL. heard that there'll be a gathering soon. not really looking forward to that. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'm dead beat. going to bathe and hit the sack! take care everyone! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114598025452115575?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114598025452115575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114598025452115575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114598025452115575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114598025452115575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-back-frm-training.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114589303581804175</id><published>2006-04-24T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-25T23:54:19.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WOOOOHOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has started. a tiring and booooring day. had SIMI-HOW-TO-START-A-BUSINESS at 8 in the morning. useless module, in my opinion. the &lt;em&gt;only&lt;/em&gt; business i know how to start is by taking off my pants and letting gravity pull what in my ass. heck.&lt;br /&gt;hate those freaking ang mo sai. you think you are that great? GREAT MY ASS. yea? can't you speak properly without poking ur nose in the air? do you wan me to help you pick your nose? call me cheeeeena sai also can, but that accent of theirs just irk me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched Take The Lead on sat. had free tix to cathay cineplex, so isabel, gerry and i went to kyo. HAHA. it's a nice show. kinda like Coach Carter. but i really like e dance moves. gets me groovin' man. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: drive a man to destruction, touch a lady with respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how true, how true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wake up early tml. plus, there's training. SHAGGGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Please God, let me have the love again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give an arm to be back in sec 2 to experience everything again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the soccer games, the broken arm, the innocence, in particular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s all about him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i'm enjoying my life man! &lt;strong&gt;WAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114589303581804175?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114589303581804175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114589303581804175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114589303581804175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114589303581804175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/woooohoooooo-school-has-started.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114533868708659373</id><published>2006-04-18T13:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T13:38:07.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi! My name is Wendong! and no, i did not go to Thailand for a sex operation. BAHAHAHA. i look like Wendong? NO WAY. i think i look like Miss Singapore Universe 2010 ok!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from training camp. found a long lost brother who look exactly like me. BLEAHX. same shoe some more (credit: HUANG HUAI HUI!). Oh my, GO CUT YOUR HAIR LA. F4 disbanded a long long long time ago! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training camp was ok. the tau pok-ing was fun!!! rocks to the max. LALALALALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw him after breaking camp. i even talked to him. hahahaha. but just couldn't maintain eye contact with him. -.- glad he turned up. LALALALALALALALALALA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school starting soon. *claps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114533868708659373?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114533868708659373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114533868708659373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114533868708659373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114533868708659373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-my-name-is-wendong-and-no-i-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114477384107443793</id><published>2006-04-12T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T00:44:01.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY! i'm back! haven't been able to tap sam's connection recently. &lt;em&gt;dono wassup with him man&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today. OMG. &lt;em&gt;almost died&lt;/em&gt;. was already dying during campus run. but managed to pull through with the help of my team mates, esp Elaine. THANKS! den ran the pyramid. ok. i died there. HAHAHA. i was the last la. STICHES ALL THE WAY. crap man. den went to do cling and jerks and all. my hand rotted man. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so afraid man. there's a cockroach outside my room. &lt;em&gt;and the worst thing??&lt;/em&gt;  IT USES ITS WINGS ACTIVELY!!! it flies like no one's business.&lt;em&gt; eeeewwwww. reminds me of cun lai.&lt;/em&gt; HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training camp starts on thursday. (check in) so i'll not be blogging until at least monday. HAHA. i know people who read my blog will miss me. &lt;strong&gt;DON DENY.&lt;/strong&gt; except that i don't know who. anyways if i keep sneezing during the camp means i'm missed by ppl. HURHUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to see you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just a glimpse. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;keeping my fingers crossed on sat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114477384107443793?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114477384107443793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114477384107443793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114477384107443793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114477384107443793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/hey-im-back-havent-been-able-to-tap.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114430264878193010</id><published>2006-04-06T13:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T15:46:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;*updated*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took a test on line to find out which type of guys is my type. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Forget Mr Average! You go for the artistic type!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creative. Sensitive. A bit offbeat. Your type is the Artiste, a unique man who knows how to express himself in many ways, whether it's through words, music, or attire. You're attracted to his unconventional ways and his remarkable talents. He doesn't feel compelled to abide by society's norms. He believes that individuality is the key to happiness, and everything he does is a reflection of his "inner self". You fall head-over-heels for such confidence and style. Whether he's playing a song he wrote for just you or writing you a love letter, this man knows how to make you feel special. He's in touch with his feminine side and doesn't need to assert his masculinity to feel manly. If we were to paint a picture of your future, the Artiste would definitely be part of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i don think it's true at all. HAHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's vandalised..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;HAHA. i vandalised Giap's paddle. but i'm not done yet. i think it's a &lt;strong&gt;big&lt;/strong&gt; mistake to have passed it to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm motivated by what he told me. i'm prepared to work hard. but i'm afraid of not being able to cope with my workload. not too sure how long this motivation will last. &lt;em&gt;we'll see...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training later. woke up with a stiff neck. it hurts when i turn my head. shitty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to rot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114430264878193010?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114430264878193010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114430264878193010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114430264878193010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114430264878193010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/updated-i-just-took-test-on-line-to.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114396363282011742</id><published>2006-04-02T15:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T15:40:32.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm rotting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalalalalalalalalala. waiting for time to past so i can go out and meet gladys and hh at clementi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised something. more people actually read my blog than i had expected. hmm. good thing or bad thing? i'm not sure. but the thing is that i enjoy writing (but i'm lazy to come online la..). maybe i should become a columnist? sure beats being in a lab coat in a lab using all those test tubes and simi fractionating column. or else i can go learn how to be a coxwain or drummer. and hang out at sdba every single day, bask in the sun, shout at people from the back of the boat. (machiam so easy...) WAH. &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt;. i'll never wan to sit in an office and get fat. i need exercise man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i msged him. hahahs. he told me to drink more water. so i'm downing water by the truckloads. hahahas even if i O.D on water i don mind. HAHAS. ok ok. i'm lying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i'm a waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get it. *winks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114396363282011742?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114396363282011742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114396363282011742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114396363282011742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114396363282011742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/04/im-rotting.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114373363154281775</id><published>2006-03-30T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T23:47:11.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>worked with geraldine today. &lt;em&gt;easy peasy&lt;/em&gt; man. hahahas.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training today. i was really tired. but somehow, the team's morale was high today. WHY?&lt;em&gt; i don't know.&lt;/em&gt; haas finished our routine pretty quickily. rocks. =) mehlisa showed isabel and i how to see our LATS. WOAHHHHHH!&lt;em&gt; i actually have them&lt;/em&gt;! but pretty useless i guess. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking tired now. still have to work tml. bleahs. can i pull people in? i'm apprehensive. but i'll give a shot at it i guess. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are fighting to keep themselves open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they are defeated.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114373363154281775?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114373363154281775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114373363154281775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114373363154281775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114373363154281775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/worked-with-geraldine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114364832355398031</id><published>2006-03-29T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T00:05:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went K-box with oxy and qian hui today. hahahs =)) sang lots and lots of songs. some song brought me back to the time i was in sec 4. some brought me back to the time we were with shen hua. not forgetting that some songs brought me back to the time when i was walter. quite a few i must say. maybe it's because of the time spent with him. HAAS. why am i talking about him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed my blogskin. purple! my favourite colour! =) i think it's just so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm working tml at raffles tml giving out flyers. and i'm gonna start my dragging job on friday! hahahas. hmm. i need $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haing training tml. &lt;em&gt;GYM.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;-.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114364832355398031?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114364832355398031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114364832355398031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114364832355398031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114364832355398031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/went-k-box-with-oxy-and-qian-hui-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114356047244259104</id><published>2006-03-28T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T23:41:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. i'm tagged by&lt;strong&gt; yuleng&lt;/strong&gt;. so i have to list 7 qualities of my ideal guy right? seems hard.. hmmm. coz i think there isn't such thing as ideal guy. or rather, i believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)  want to give me happiness.&lt;br /&gt;2)  love me as i am. (know that i'm of the &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;fairer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sex afterall)&lt;br /&gt;3)  love fooling around with me.&lt;br /&gt;4)  should not have leg hair, chest hair or whatsoever. (&lt;em&gt;tummy hair encouraged tho'&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;5)  should know how to say the RIGHT thing at the RIGHT time. (ie. when i ask," am i fat?" he should say,"no, you look fabulous! and i love you!") &lt;em&gt;[doesn't hurt to tell white lies ok???]&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  should show me the soft side he has too, so i can be there for him also. &lt;em&gt; a relationship isn't all about me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt; right???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah. i'm running out of things to say already. i'm easily contented! =)))&lt;br /&gt;and erm.. finally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) &lt;em&gt;should be at least 6 inches long???&lt;/em&gt; =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHAHAHAHAHAHA. ok that's all. can i not tag others? hahahas. i'm lazy. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training just now. very little ppl came. so we played captains' ball in the pool. i was the captain watching them play. i had a hard time training my abs man! (read: laughing so hard till my stomach hurt) i think i've got washboard ads already. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough blogging. take care people. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114356047244259104?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114356047244259104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114356047244259104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114356047244259104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114356047244259104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114352296009162580</id><published>2006-03-28T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T13:16:00.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAWNNNN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had my chicken foldover from Mac's. YuM! i added some wasabi to it. the taste was &lt;em&gt;MAGICAL&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having training later. shall stay at home and rot till 4. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maggots anyone?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114352296009162580?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114352296009162580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114352296009162580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114352296009162580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114352296009162580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/yawnnnn.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114338452054001563</id><published>2006-03-26T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T22:48:40.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i thought it would have been devastating. but who knows? HAHA. i love my life now! much better. hmmm. after someone told me something... YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE.. =D    really touched.. blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to zouk on wed. hahaha. no $$$ to get myself high. i missed the one-for-one period. so had to settle for simi apple sugar shots. which is like no effect. sian... had 2 miserable hours of sleep and went to kallang for simi staff race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that night i went to qian hui's house for a drinking session. i died. the couldn't wake me up. HAHAHA. but it's damn fun la.... love them alot! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS! I WAN ANOTHER STAYOVER PLS! (NO ALCOHOL PLS)...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114338452054001563?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114338452054001563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114338452054001563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114338452054001563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114338452054001563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-thought-it-would-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114286910108176634</id><published>2006-03-20T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T23:38:21.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;GAME OVER&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not that sad afterall. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulau Ubin-ing tml!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114286910108176634?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114286910108176634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114286910108176634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114286910108176634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114286910108176634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/game-over-its-over.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114285538645406292</id><published>2006-03-20T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T19:49:47.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged in a looong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don feel like blogging anyway. some things are best left unsaid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's not a bed of roses. and i'm certainly starting to doubt. any advice for me? anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ponders-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geraldine's right. ENJOY IT MAN. theoretically, it's in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i can't seem to put it to action. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz &lt;em&gt;it's&lt;/em&gt; too strong. almost too potent. that's why i'm intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's almost like this entry, one would not know what's on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;similarly, i'm kept guessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dying to know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114285538645406292?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114285538645406292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114285538645406292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114285538645406292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114285538645406292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/havent-blogged-in-looong-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114138046745504136</id><published>2006-03-03T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T18:07:47.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I CAN HARDLY BREATHE... &lt;em&gt;*help*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO EXCITED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I'm seeing him after 4 long miserable days.&lt;br /&gt;2) I'm going to dek seng after nearly a MONTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGGGGHHHHHH. going crazy crazy... =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bathe. and out i go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114138046745504136?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114138046745504136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114138046745504136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114138046745504136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114138046745504136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/i-can-hardly-breathe.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114130735399983712</id><published>2006-03-02T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T21:49:14.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haven't blogged for a long time. Haven't seen him for some time. since monday? &lt;strong&gt;it's like damn long la.&lt;/strong&gt; I MISS HIM LIKE WAH! i think i'll jump on him and hug him the moment i see him tml! =X hahahas. i hope i don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TML IS THE DAY...  either going to MOS or to Balcony. which one? I haven't decided coz i've got nothing to wear. -.- yea, lame reason.other reason too but, not convenient to state here.heh... i haven't clubbed for a long time, since Jan 21st. hmm, maybe i should go MOS tml? b..b.. bu..butt. I'm BROKE. shitty man. perhaps i should just go to Balcony and ask for a glass of water and sit there as if i owned the place. HAHA.=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS HIM. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lalalalala-lala-lalalaalalala-lalalalal-lalalalalalalalalalalala-lalalala-lalalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to, erm, miss him?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114130735399983712?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114130735399983712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114130735399983712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114130735399983712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114130735399983712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/03/havent-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114068518685724578</id><published>2006-02-23T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:59:46.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I'M SO FREAKING DEAD. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in school with Haizel and Hafis. LAMERSSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LET'S SEE HOW I FAIL EM2 TML.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye=(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114068518685724578?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114068518685724578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114068518685724578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114068518685724578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114068518685724578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-so-freaking-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114010461268247428</id><published>2006-02-16T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T23:43:32.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*updated AGAIN*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the person i was talking about was not him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-deep in thought-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TSK. target locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAW SPOT HIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"black hawk down. black hawk down"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftermath of emotional turmoil: TEARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i'll try. i'll cheer up. i'll love you too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114010461268247428?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114010461268247428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114010461268247428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114010461268247428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114010461268247428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/updated-again-person-i-was-talking.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114009606709115770</id><published>2006-02-16T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T21:21:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*updated*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WAH. NAO HIA.&lt;/strong&gt; this time you really stepped on my tail. &lt;strong&gt;ASSHOLE.&lt;/strong&gt; i'm definitely not naming who. but i guess you should have the brains to know that i'm referring to you. if not, &lt;strong&gt;JUST TOO BAD&lt;/strong&gt;. imbecile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe the things i hear with my ears! they tickle me to death! It only shows ur degree of maturity in relationships. OMG. pls think like a person of ur age!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change my link?! &lt;strong&gt;TAN-KU-KU&lt;/strong&gt; ah. knn. You should count urself lucky that i'm giving my friend here the respect he/she deserves. If not i have a whole army of comments to be thrown at you. And i could put my debating skills to use. I pity people around you, who have to face ur full blast psychotism every single day. &lt;em&gt;*tskkk*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOW&lt;/strong&gt;~, don't you think i am referring to you?? *raises eyebrow* &lt;strong&gt;YES, DEN IT'S YOU. YOU VACUOUS-HEADED , INSECURE PIECE OF SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm warning you. Don't you dare step on my tail another time. &lt;strong&gt;NA-BEI&lt;/strong&gt;. If not i'll make sure ur Southern Regions ROT like you have some STD. &lt;strong&gt;MAKE SURE I DON EVEN HEAR UR NAME.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I've already warned you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114009606709115770?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114009606709115770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114009606709115770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114009606709115770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114009606709115770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/updated-wah.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-114008679517858366</id><published>2006-02-16T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T18:46:35.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;2 days after Valentine's Day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V.day: Had chem-e-car. For some reason, the chemicals din react. WTF. but i think we should have gotten the most creative car award. HEES. got flowers frm giap and a lil rose frm HH. =) and got a rose frm geraldine the day b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing? I GOT ROSES AND CHOCS FRM THE PERSON I LOVE! HAHAHAHAHA. my first time. He brought me to esplanade. niceee.but freaking lots of people..zzZzzZ *smiles* after that we went to coffee bean at paragon to slack, talk and enjoy each other's company. =))) and open the presents we exchanged. *daydreamsss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;THE BEST VALENTINE'S DAY IN MY 18 YEARS OF LIFE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not the most perfect one because i ruined someone's. I'm really sorry. should have used my brain. =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue later some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-114008679517858366?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/114008679517858366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=114008679517858366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114008679517858366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/114008679517858366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/2-days-after-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113972332790557180</id><published>2006-02-12T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T13:48:47.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd training was.. bad. real bad for me. i dono why, for some reason i kinda struggled with the run more than last week. the weather? the lack of breakfast? or is it just the lack of mental strength? and i commited a grave mistake- &lt;em&gt;dropping the paddle&lt;/em&gt;. nothing i say can describe the graveness of it. it was just HORRENDOUS mistake to make. i'm so ashamed of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ytd night was Db's reunion dinner at Oliver's house. WAH. so many people sehhhh. i only know a handful people only. HAHA. it was quite fun there. seeing the guys strip people and throwing them into the pool. HURHUR. went to chill at Holland V with hh, gerry and bimbo. den KO-ed while waiting for Giap. &lt;em&gt;that potato....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Valentine's Day&lt;/span&gt; is such a hassle. If one doesn't get ask out on a date, she'll fret and fret over it. But when it &lt;strong&gt;does&lt;/strong&gt; happen, she'll also have something to fret about- &lt;strong&gt;the present&lt;/strong&gt;. prmarily, i'm clueless what to get for him, and i'm broke! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;can i give myself to you? it's free of charge.*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. maybe i should send him a huge nicely decorated box and i'll hide myself in it. when he opens it, i'll surprise him with a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then due to shock, he'll pass out of consciousness and i'll have to give him CPR. then we can &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kiss&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;WHAT AN INGENIOUS IDEA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, i don mind bringing him to Tao's or Orchard's coffee club. it's a nice place! the ambience, food, and the people&lt;em&gt; (read: US)&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, on Tuesday, we have the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOODY&lt;/span&gt; Chem-e-car at a NO-3-NO-4 timing. at 4 in the evening. Sian to the max la. &lt;em&gt;*hold on a minute while i sharpen my parang*&lt;/em&gt; after Chem e car sure dirty with coke and mentos one. where got mood to &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;lovey dovey&lt;/span&gt; with ur Valentine's???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*off to hack the one who implemented Chem-e-car*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MUAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113972332790557180?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113972332790557180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113972332790557180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113972332790557180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113972332790557180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/argh-ytd-training-was.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113956167164243998</id><published>2006-02-10T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T16:54:31.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>weeeeee. i'm at level 6 waiting for him. going to study later. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's training was good! i've upgraded to 4kg! oh ya. one station 5kg (and i completed one set all by myself!!!) no big deal i know, but at least there is improvement=)))!!! what'd the best thing? not having muscle aches! yays! but i feel weird with our feeling tired..at least i see results in gyming on Sundays. its definitely worthwhile. *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all who helped me: thanks for not looking down on me and treating me as part of the team. really grateful to everyone who has helped mi in a way or another. like advice on gyming, pulling me when i give up during campus run etc. A BIG THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's neepearl's birthday today! went to surprise her at 12 last night with a tiny piece of cake and for a round of nasi lemak too. FATTENING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GERALDINE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113956167164243998?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113956167164243998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113956167164243998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113956167164243998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113956167164243998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/weeeeee.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113922843437375386</id><published>2006-02-06T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:20:34.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't blogged for a long time. coz i couldn't manage to tap Mr Sam's connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat: went training. Maybe fate or what. i saw walter by chance. And for some reason or other, i wasn't affected at all. i couldn't be bothered. On that night, went to Balcony. hmm. i dono how to elaborate what happened that night. but let's just say the whole day fell in to place naturally. deep in my heart i knew that i have moved on frm the last episode. it seems like someone tediously pieced everything for me. so i'll choose to go with the flow as of now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun: went gyming. muscle achesssss. K.O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as for today, was thrown into frenzy when Mr Ong announced thermo presentation was to be held tml. going to eddie's house later for a stay over for our stoopid chem e car. KNN. and Tze Wei has been hurrying me for the objectives. ARGH. so many things to bring. and plus, there is training tml. zZzzzzZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to prepare to go ed house already. oh ya, b4 i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY GIAP!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SORRY FOR ASSUMING.=) FRET NOT. WE STILL LOVE YOU, POTATO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: i've found my hero. *smiles* LOVE HIM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113922843437375386?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113922843437375386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113922843437375386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113922843437375386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113922843437375386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/havent-blogged-for-long-time.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113886269370852347</id><published>2006-02-02T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T14:44:53.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm OVER THE MOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one knows WHY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY ME.... MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113886269370852347?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113886269370852347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113886269370852347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113886269370852347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113886269370852347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-over-moon.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113843622179333929</id><published>2006-01-28T16:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T17:23:19.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WAH. super tired. zzzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had training this morning. intended to wake up at 5. But, as usual, i pigged until 5:48. I was like OMGGGGGGGG! i rushed like some &lt;em&gt;mad shit&lt;/em&gt;. budden i made it in time to meet up with them at J.E... *pheww*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to bugis to walk walk. saw Reuben and his gf there. it's been sometime since i last saw him.. just came back. so tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i've thought about some things. i guess i have to be heartless. =( i don wan that to happen. i wish none of it ever happened. it's always one happy and the other- sad&lt;/span&gt;. forget it. i'm an ass la.. i hate myself too. don worry. i know where i stand. useless pieces of shit have no places for them. and i guess i'm one of them. GO TO HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a &lt;strong&gt;Hero.&lt;/strong&gt; WHO IS WILLING TO BE MINE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Spiderman!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113843622179333929?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113843622179333929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113843622179333929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113843622179333929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113843622179333929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/wah.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113837306246633159</id><published>2006-01-27T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T22:44:22.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;CONDEMNED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like crying. i feel so misunderstood. it's not that i wan to lead people on. i'm not superwoman, my PR skills are not good. OOK!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN SHORT, I'M AN ASS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113837306246633159?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113837306246633159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113837306246633159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113837306246633159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113837306246633159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/condemned-i-feel-like-crying.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113836225775355303</id><published>2006-01-27T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:44:17.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;JAH!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din go to sch today. ponned. woke up at 9.30 when my lesson was supposed to start at 9. HAAS. POWDERFULLLLLL! can't blame me what. went supper-ring with M.a.d. and reached home around 1 plus i think? hahahas. plus, i was really tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with qian hui for lunch. she'd told me raffles. so i went to raffles mrt. guess what??? It turned out to be raffles place. THAT THING!!!! nvm. i forgive her.&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;. coz she is so blur and i miss her too much to hate her for that. HAssss. den we had lunch with val, jennyfur and jennyfur's cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went looking around at mango's. saw some nice tops. but not enough cash. OH WELL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den i went home. slept all the way till just now. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;PIG OUT!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113836225775355303?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113836225775355303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113836225775355303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113836225775355303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113836225775355303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/jah-din-go-to-sch-today.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113811769457572052</id><published>2006-01-24T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:48:14.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from training. it was BAD for me. couldn't run, neither could i do push ups nor row well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i should just sit in a corner and rot to death. or maybe, run at top speed, ramming the wall. and dying of fractures as a result. USELESS PIECE OF SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you should just go run everyday so you won't waste people's time accompanying you running when you lag behind. you keep saying that you'll do your best. BUT DO YOU? YOU DON'T. you are a weakling. you ought to hit the gym everyday. get your fat ass off the couch. you wan to join the sport but don wan to work hard? dream on. YOU'LL JUST LAG BEHIND ALL YOUR LIFE! stop giving excuses like you were sick last week. SO WHAT? as you said it was last week, not now. so just push yourself more more more. you are a failure. you can't do anything properly. you think you are great? think again. you are nth but a piece of shit. you should go to timbaktu and never come back. YOUR LIFE IS SO SCREWED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you better run on par with the rest the next time. or else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113811769457572052?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113811769457572052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113811769457572052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113811769457572052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113811769457572052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-came-back-from-training.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113808761686825129</id><published>2006-01-24T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T23:35:23.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Feeling pissed. don ask me why. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm at the com lab at level 6. with HH and Gavin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don wanna blog now. waste my energy. having training later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113808761686825129?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113808761686825129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113808761686825129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113808761686825129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113808761686825129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/feeling-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113801808098748856</id><published>2006-01-23T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T20:08:00.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back frm West Mall. hahahahaha. As everyone can see, i'm kinda (read:very) happy. &lt;em&gt;God knows why&lt;/em&gt;. *grrinsss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. training tml and i'm mensturating. Shitty feeling. &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;*BLOOP*&lt;/span&gt; i can feel the blood coming out. HAHAHA. explicit content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113801808098748856?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113801808098748856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113801808098748856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113801808098748856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113801808098748856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/just-came-back-frm-west-mall.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113793701207939037</id><published>2006-01-22T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T21:36:52.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;I SINNED LAST NIGHT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*heeees*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113793701207939037?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113793701207939037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113793701207939037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113793701207939037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113793701207939037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-sinned-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113749835939355027</id><published>2006-01-17T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T19:45:59.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my arm's are&lt;strong&gt; swollen.&lt;/strong&gt; i look as though i have no elbows. 0.o i think they are now the size of mek's arms. i'm more macho den him now. OMG. Doctor said that i strained my arms. can't train for a week as a result. WTF. i'm lagging like so much and this farking thing had to happen. *&amp;%^%$#@^#&amp;amp;#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. pls go get your own style pls. don come imitating people when you lack creativity and vocabulary. you are a nuisance and i've been very accomodating towards you already. get your prepositions right too. your face just suck to the core and you have mastered the art of plagarism. KNN. so, IMHO, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUGG OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;you think you didn't step on my tail? but too bad, i thought you did step on my tail. and my tail, too, does think that you stepped on it. ( nv knew my tail knew how to think) my tail ain't gonna let you step on it simply because it's my tail. you think i'm unreasonable? you think you don understand me? well den, let me enlighten you- simply bcoz your english sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i feel better. i ve got mood swings. one minute i'm laughing and the next, i'm angry. pardon me, or rather, my hormonal imbalance. =( &lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ps, i think i know who i'm scolding. (&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;IMH's&lt;/span&gt; number? anyone?) oh ya. i think i know who i like now too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAN A &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PURPLE COFFIN&lt;/span&gt; WITH &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;YELLOW POLKA DOTS&lt;/span&gt;. I WAN CAI TO PUT ON MAKE UP FOR ME AND I WAN TO BE WEARING FBT SHORTS IN THE COFFIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;morbid?&lt;/span&gt; never mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO! do your THANG! (chey bah!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113749835939355027?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113749835939355027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113749835939355027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113749835939355027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113749835939355027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-arms-are-swollen.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113689179333738211</id><published>2006-01-10T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T19:16:33.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to Ms Teo's place. SLEPT THERE ALL THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she can't rush out a top for CNY. den nvm l&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sth happened. made mi disappointed. budden i guess it's sunshine after a rainy day. i still love you guyssss. your places in my heart remain. I &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU GUYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU PEOPLE KNOW WHO YOU ARE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113689179333738211?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113689179333738211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113689179333738211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113689179333738211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113689179333738211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/went-to-ms-teos-place_10.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113681591660200369</id><published>2006-01-09T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T22:11:56.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i edited one of the previous posts for some reasons. things are bad enough as it is and i don need anything to get worse. i don need him to stumble onto my blog by accident and read about it and look like an imbecile. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really irritated when people give me looks as he walks past. i don need that. i am kinda pissed. i made a mistake of putting it my blog. i guess sooner or later i'll either change my blog address or keep it private. BLEAHX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brennan asked me to go pubbing. SHUCKS.... but den i'm already taken by MAD club first. eat nasi lemak AGAIN. ooooooooohh, FATTENING. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I, SHERRY TAY, HEREBY ANNOUNCE THAT I AM GOING TO BE A NUN/LESBIAN. THEREFORE, SHOULD ANYONE ASSOCIATE ME WITH ANY MALES AS OF TODAY, I'LL NOT HESITATE TO CHOP THAT PERSON UP AND MUTILATE HIS OR HER BODY AND FEED IT TO THE PIRHANAS! THE PERSON WITH THE HIGHEST PRIORITY AS OF NOW IS RAIHAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahaha. i'm freaking&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt; evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back IPC and BIO. failed BIO. should have studied la. hahahahas. passed IPC with no colours at all. &lt;em&gt;geddit?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another passing night. I'm borrrrrrrrrrred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss walter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i love you still. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113681591660200369?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113681591660200369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113681591660200369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113681591660200369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113681591660200369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-edited-one-of-previous-posts-for.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113673517746299069</id><published>2006-01-08T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T23:46:20.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;*updated* &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. my sis told me that my mom actually knows that i've broken up with walter. WOAH. She lives up to the name of being my mother. I guess every mother kinda know what her child is thinking. Call it &lt;em&gt;maternal instinct&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just looked through our pics without even a hint of tears. that's a good sign! it means that i've started to move on. However, i can't say the same if i met him personally. It's gonna take time. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oxy: my condolences. sorry to hear that. take care. we'll be here should you need us.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113673517746299069?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113673517746299069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113673517746299069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113673517746299069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113673517746299069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/updated-hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113672144029955034</id><published>2006-01-08T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:57:25.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;RAIHAN BULLIED ME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept on mentioning my eye candy. -.-" Raihan(if you ever get to read this, that is): i'm sooooooooo gonna tell Shabila bout your other girlfriends!!!    &lt;em&gt;of course, make believe ones. *HEAHEAHEA*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with Cheryl, Xin Hui, B.tat, and my sis. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;HOW COOL!&lt;/span&gt; hurhur.&lt;em&gt; pun intended&lt;/em&gt;. We walked for 9 hours. that's what i mean when i say shopping. HARDCORE SHOPPING. weeeeeee! we went to Zara and spent ages there. kept trying clothes and acted like bimbos. it was so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop, Incubox, at fat east had a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;super &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;super&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt; super&lt;/span&gt; charming butch! When she talked to me, for that second i was mesmerised... WOAH. almost died. Cheryl and Xin Hui also find her charismatic!&lt;strong&gt; I WANT YOUUUUUUUUUUU!!&lt;/strong&gt; hahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way home only when my mom called me and screamed her head off. ARGH. wtf. spoiling what i could i have called a perfect day. should have had &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;d&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; with them. but thanks (i mean, no thanks) to my mom, we had to call it off. &lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shucksss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, it was fun to be with them!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;screw the guys! ( if you get what i mean... )   HAHAHAHAHAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113672144029955034?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113672144029955034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113672144029955034' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113672144029955034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113672144029955034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/raihan-bullied-me-he-kept-on.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113646573945936988</id><published>2006-01-05T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:49:16.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today's the last day of CTs. yeas. but i din study for it. so its the same la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kept looking at him during today's paper. . =) &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched the music video of kelly clarkson, &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;'Because of You'&lt;/span&gt;. exactly what i had imagined. i could relate to it somehow. &lt;em&gt;i dono why&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;em&gt; it's not like my dad walked out of us&lt;/em&gt;. but still, i could imagine the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things have happened since the week b4 &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ch&lt;/span&gt;ris&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;as&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;things that don just happen to anyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; sad&lt;/span&gt; things. =( i know i have to stand strong to face it for my mom. i don think she can take it anymore. i have the reponsibility to be her pillar of support. i guess it's something that we have to go through as a family. i guess after all these, i'd be a stronger person. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernard flew off already, i think. back to NY. He's a strong guy. i take my hat off to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, time will heal everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our family will still be as bonded as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;NASI &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;LEMAK&lt;/span&gt; HERE I COME!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113646573945936988?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113646573945936988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113646573945936988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113646573945936988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113646573945936988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/todays-last-day-of-cts.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113635892996890854</id><published>2006-01-04T15:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T15:15:29.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M IN LOVE!&lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with Yin Wei from campus superstar. He's a geek! ok, that's what i like about him. &lt;em&gt;He turns me on.&lt;/em&gt; WAHAHAHA. i think he so so so so so cute. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*gushes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Biomolecular sci CT today. din study at all. shitty hell. my eyes kept on wondering off to &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. couldn't control la~ and plus, i was tired okays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;r&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;e on my face is getting more obvious. =( so much for being &lt;strong&gt;VIOLENT. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not sure of my feelings... first time i'm so undecisive. but one thing for sure, i can't forget the past. sounding EMO? no worries. i'm fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was Xiao Fen's birthday ytd. went to plaza for Cafe Cartel. ate only &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;caesar salad&lt;/span&gt;. pathetic huh? hurhur. =) diet diet diet. coz i'm &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okays. off to get my&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; choc&lt;/span&gt; cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113635892996890854?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113635892996890854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113635892996890854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113635892996890854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113635892996890854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-in-love3-with-yin-wei-from-campus.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113612683628584586</id><published>2006-01-01T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T22:48:28.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2006 already! i'm going to be 18 soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions for the year: Learn to drive, be more feminine and enjoy life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahs. stupid resolutions. i never stick to them.&lt;br /&gt;went out last night and ton the whole night. hahahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Highlights of the night:&lt;/span&gt; My first time!!! (NO, no, not &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt; first time!!!) My first time bar top dancing! WOAH! i can't believe it! It ROCKED !!!!&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired. off to watch my show. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113612683628584586?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113612683628584586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113612683628584586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113612683628584586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113612683628584586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-its-2006-already-im.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113500425823083093</id><published>2005-12-19T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T22:57:38.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LIFE IS UNPREDICTABLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it. gone like that. just days from Christmas. gathering he was looking forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thrown into a whirlwind of shock and sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still can't believe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don want to grow up. i don wan to grow old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm terrified, petrified, afraid. so very very afraid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113500425823083093?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113500425823083093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113500425823083093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113500425823083093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113500425823083093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/life-is-unpredictable.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113491799222457572</id><published>2005-12-18T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:59:52.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was suddenly thinking about him. some things just can't be forgotten in a short while. =( i wondered if we were still together this year, what we would have done for christmas. it aches my heart to think of the things we nv did. like having a chalet to ourselves, a trip to sakae sushi. all those undone things. WOAH. i really think that the last 3 yrs flew by so quickly. maybe i really didn't have enough time to cherish him... maybe Haz's right. it's just a thing in my adolesence. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;purely a memory for the future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tears are really welling up in my eyes now*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe i cried again, after so long. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i wish i could walk close enough to him just to smell him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the once so familiar smell.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Santa: hope you've got what i want this Christmas. It's up to you to make my wish come true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DON LAUGH. I KNOW I SUPER EMO NOW. HURHUR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113491799222457572?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113491799222457572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113491799222457572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113491799222457572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113491799222457572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/updated.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113488910964195934</id><published>2005-12-18T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:58:29.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>woke up not very long ago. suffered a slight hangover. *.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. we did not overdress at all. in fact people there under-dressed! they wore like  short sleeved shirt and trousers, some wore just Levi's jeans. OMG. it's &lt;em&gt;Fullerton&lt;/em&gt; we're talking about here! hmmm. my whole family including uncles and aunties, even cousins, were dressed to the nine. guys were wearing coats, girls were like prom-goers. hahahas i think made more effort to dress up last night den prom. LOL. one thing though, i don't know what i was thinking dressing up so nicely. there wasn't even a good looking guy there. -.-"""""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so tired..ZzzZzzZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going for swim with Royal Highness tml morning b4 meeting the guys up for starbucks at bp. den should be going to Giant to get stuff for the chalet on tues. heard P04's gonna crash! yays! looking forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going read a magazine and chew on a candy cane to pass my lazy afternoon..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113488910964195934?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113488910964195934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113488910964195934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113488910964195934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113488910964195934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/woke-up-not-very-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113481111988152573</id><published>2005-12-17T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T17:18:39.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today is my cousin's wedding. woke up at 4. *yawn* went there to like 'pay respects', so to speak.. den got &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ang bao&lt;/span&gt;. HOHOHO. den came home to slp for a while b4 going to ikea to meet "tat tat" to get my LBD back. after much considering, i decided to wear my LBD over the choice of my zara skirt i bought ytd. hmm. not really a waste la. coz i can wear it to club. HURHUR. but that skirt make my butt look big. den again, who looks at butts at clubs? JUST DANCE LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have had my hair done up already. i'm contemplating to wash it all off coz i am afraid of over dressing. &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;, it costed 38 bucks. DAMN, &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt; it is not like i know my cousin well. &lt;em&gt;but&lt;/em&gt;, we are supposed to be close from the relations..... ah!!!!!!! vexed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what to do. ..... -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEK CHEK!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113481111988152573?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113481111988152573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113481111988152573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113481111988152573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113481111988152573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/today-is-my-cousins-wedding.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113465952131618273</id><published>2005-12-15T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T23:12:01.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY KELVIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may you have lesser white hair. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's kelvin's 18th b.day. we din get him any present. HH brought a candle den eddie bought a &lt;em&gt;fan choi&lt;/em&gt; from canteen. den we stuck the candle in it and started to sing the b.day song for him. what a funny sight. &lt;em&gt;birthday fan choi...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i'm INFATUATED. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheryl lee's definition of infatuation: a situation in which you are FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice one girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really infatuated. WOAH. he gets me going. *winksss*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113465952131618273?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113465952131618273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113465952131618273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113465952131618273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113465952131618273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-birthday-kelvin-may-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113445519330289331</id><published>2005-12-13T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T14:26:33.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>came back from sch. what a short day! if everyday was like that. =) had thermo practical. did some simple things like boiling water to find the power of the kettle. and recording of the pressure of steam thingy. ( i'm still unsure what was that la. some steam table thingy.) duh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geralding said my BUTT became &lt;em&gt;bigger&lt;/em&gt; after the sem's break!!!!!!! argh! and HH said my face became &lt;em&gt;bigger&lt;/em&gt;. OMG OMG. i'm so going to slim down. maybe running later. *yawn* so tired. -.-" i've set myself a goal, i must achieve it! when i accomplish it i'll den blog about it. haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SLIM DOWN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLIM DOWN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLIM DOWN!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*wait* after i have had my &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;chocolate mousse&lt;/span&gt;. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to next monday. meeting haz for a swim den maybe a trip to starbucks!! YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;HOW TO SLIM DOWN?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113445519330289331?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113445519330289331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113445519330289331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113445519330289331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113445519330289331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/came-back-from-sch.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113439785457191738</id><published>2005-12-12T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:30:54.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went gymming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SUCK!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my biceps are &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;rotting&lt;/span&gt; now. ARGGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made some stupid noise that Geraldine had to laugh at mi. NeepearLs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;could have done better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ENDURE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113439785457191738?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113439785457191738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113439785457191738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113439785457191738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113439785457191738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/went-gymming.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113430637025281819</id><published>2005-12-11T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T21:06:14.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i rotted the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. &lt;em&gt;NOT EXACTLY.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had muscle aches due to the push ups i did ytd out of boredom at 6 head. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yikesss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. i did some MOL and thermodynamics. thermo was like, sheesh. I got most wrong. intend to redo the exercise if i have the time. coz there are marks for simply attempting the qns. i haven't done my com tool kit essay yet. shit. have to submit it tml via mel? &lt;em&gt;i think so. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my handphone is spoilt &lt;em&gt;AGAIN.&lt;/em&gt; shucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 hours of lecture on the first day of the week. talk about &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;monday blues&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went out just now to buy 6 cups of yoghurt. HURHUR. i need &lt;span style="color:#ffff99;"&gt;calcium.&lt;/span&gt; i don wan to suffer from osteoporosis when i'm older. *this is a result of too much Food and Nutrition*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to take a look at steven lim's website that i sponsored with a lil money last year. haas. only one word to describe his website: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUCKS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder what's with the colour combination and the music. it's either he has bad taste or.... &lt;em&gt;he has bad taste&lt;/em&gt;. shitty guy. thinks he's freaking handsome. yucks. he looks like Journey to the West's Bull Demon. i regret sponsoring him. could have used that $10 to get myself a cuppa at Coffee Bean or Starbucks. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll wait for my momma to come out of the toilet so i can bathe and, of course, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. she's out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*poof*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113430637025281819?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113430637025281819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113430637025281819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113430637025281819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113430637025281819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-rotted-whole-day.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113423411716789815</id><published>2005-12-11T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T01:05:13.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>轉身離開&lt;br /&gt;(你有話說不出來)&lt;br /&gt;分手說不出來&lt;br /&gt;海鳥跟魚相愛&lt;br /&gt;只是一場意外&lt;br /&gt;我們的愛&lt;br /&gt;(給的愛)&lt;br /&gt;差異一直存在&lt;br /&gt;(回不來)&lt;br /&gt;風中塵埃&lt;br /&gt;(等待)&lt;br /&gt;竟累積成傷害&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;wat meaningful lyrics.&lt;/span&gt; written as if it was to describe the relationship between us. i would have the urge to tear when i listen to this song. and the melody is there too. maybe he should return to his sea and me, to the sky? eeeew. nth is cheesier den &lt;em&gt;THAT&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;wah. i emo level 10 already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had match today. lost all the way-.-". but nth really to be ashamed of coz we all are inexperienced and we havent touched bball for like damn damn long. HAHA. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;excuses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. but it's good experience gained, i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my momma paid and collected my jacket from miss teo! haha! i'm so happy. the jacket was $52. oh ya. she gave me a bra too, nicee! very soft, nice material. and a pair of panties. quite weird lei, the colour. it's like &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;maroon&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;em&gt;quite ah ma to be exact&lt;/em&gt;. but got free things den just take lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANKS MOMMA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm too tired continue blogging. i want to fart and cut &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt; already. -outs-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113423411716789815?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113423411716789815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113423411716789815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113423411716789815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113423411716789815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/wat-meaningful-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113415075506748681</id><published>2005-12-10T01:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T01:52:35.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lkswjbaelbj</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i just changed my blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidden meaning? up to u to decide. just that i realised i  typed wrongly. it should have been 25th Oct when we broke up. HAss. (4-D again? this time sure win!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked jx to acc me to the bus stop coz i was &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;LONELY...&lt;/span&gt; thanks boy!!! i saw ying hui on the bus just now. she was on the way home from carolling at bugis. speaking of which, bugis junction has a midnight sale going on tonight! i'm broke. i haven't collected my pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh. i am so repressed. ok not &lt;em&gt;sexually&lt;/em&gt;, but emotionally. i think i have mastered the art of keeping my emotions to myself. and i find myself too lazy to cry when i'm say. too much of a hassle to take tissues to make "&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wanton&lt;/span&gt;". i also have to keep it under wraps if i don wan embarassement and the loss of a friendship. i'm keeping ambiguous except to people whom i have told on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking sleepy. i don feel like playing bball tml. very dizzy nowWwWwWwWwWwW! i rather go find jx tml. bleahx......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113415075506748681?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113415075506748681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113415075506748681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113415075506748681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113415075506748681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/lkswjbaelbj.html' title='lkswjbaelbj'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113404481406676539</id><published>2005-12-08T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:26:54.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aljehgbeaiugai</title><content type='html'>HAHA. asri IMed me that day and said my essay was good. i guess he was trying to encourage me. haven't heard from him for ages!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played ball ytd night. with dora. den she &lt;em&gt;pang seh-ed&lt;/em&gt; me. so i was left with jx and butty for companionship. =l had sch at 8 today. &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;*gggggrrrrrhhhh*&lt;/span&gt; MOL in the morning. sucks. not to mention quiz. bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ren jie on the way home ytd.  his hair is like OMG!!!! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red mohawk&lt;/span&gt;. *respect* i promised myself to cut mohawk if i ever become bung one day, which i noe for sure, i won't. (ok take it as i din say anything... that sentence is redundant)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pissed in sch. DAMN. waited for the TSO to turn up at the lab to count the colonies of cultures we incubated on tues. GUESS WHAT?! she din turn up. din even see her shadow. budden, we had some crazy moments in the lab squirting &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ethanol&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;water&lt;/span&gt;, and doing simply stooopid stuff. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HURHUR. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had to go to the lab after our classes ended simply because someone had forgotten all about it. den when we reached, guess what?? we were denied access coz we weren't in lab coats and shoes. ended up asking hilmi to help. but still, he din. so nvm. just make the results up. sucha waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;playing ball tml. =( sian. i am indeed unwilling to play on sat. ARGH! i wish i could feign illness or injury. haaaas. tot i could go see butty get bashed up. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i'm tired. byeees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113404481406676539?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113404481406676539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113404481406676539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113404481406676539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113404481406676539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/aljehgbeaiugai.html' title='aljehgbeaiugai'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-113388413349507271</id><published>2005-12-06T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:48:53.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahs</title><content type='html'>i'm home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't blogged for a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many things have changed. i'm single now. after a long 3 yrs. =) we broke off on the 25th Nov. (4-D anyone?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm coping well. and feels like it's been a long time. hmmm. yeas. i have a crush on someone now. but i have no wish to divulge it as of yet. coz i know it will remain only as a pure crush. haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to the 17th of Dec. my cousin is getting married at The Fullerton! And i am fretting! WHAT TO WEAR??? ok. either the black dress which is universally versatile or i'll put on my jacket with my bustier along with a skirt.. maybe from Chaos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been stuck with my essay for com tool kit.... i've been at it for hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let you guys read what i've written so far:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the increasing influence of advertisements of beauty products, clothes and even slimming centers, which use stick thin models to portray the image of being beautiful, most women have the general impression that being skinny is ideal. The notion is further stressed upon with the fact that increasing numbers of men choose skinny women over plus sized ones. In younger women, especially in tertiary education institutions, they often desire to be part of the “in-crowd” which usually compromises of slim and pretty women. It does not help when most departmental stores only carry sizes up to an L. It is then no wonder every woman is paranoid about being “right sized”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that everyone has jumped onto the slimming bandwagon, it is a competition of shedding most weight in the fastest time. Women try everything from dieting, slimming pills, detoxifying to expensive treatments at slimming centers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with lazy women too eager to shed their pounds without exercising, some resort to starving themselves for a period of time, then over eating when they are hungry, which results in increasing weight. When they step on the weighing scale the next time, they get into frenzy and start to crash diet again. They get trapped in a vicious cycle know as yo-yo dieting. A handful who take their diets too seriously may end up anorexic or bulimic. The former results from stopping their food intake altogether while the latter is caused by bingeing and then rushing to the toilet to induce vomiting because of guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The much over rated slimming pills saga (Slim 10) in Singapore was good evidence that slimming pills are not reliable. Actress Andre De Cruz suffered from liver failure and almost lost her life had it not been her then fiancé’s liver donation. This only shows that there are unknown substances and chemicals in the slimming pills which do more harm than good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for slimming centers, they are only for those who are well-off as the treatments needed are costly and should be done numerous times before effects can be seen. However, not all treatments enable one to lose fat. Some merely take water content out of the one’s body therefore reducing body weight, which what slimming centers boldly claim to be “immediate results”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many publishers, program producers try to bank in on the insecurities on women....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;391 words as of now. which means i still need a solid 359 words to make it 750 words..&lt;br /&gt;sian. i need to go bathe and let my asshole cut some shit now. so long!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-113388413349507271?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/113388413349507271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=113388413349507271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113388413349507271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/113388413349507271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/12/hahahs.html' title='hahahs'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112929481416873992</id><published>2005-10-14T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T21:01:20.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sikdjhf;</title><content type='html'>at Macs &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt; was supposed to meet walter but he couldn't make it.=( qian hui wasn't free either, she was busy with her work. and to make it worse, noobastank went to m'sia and coming back on sunday. I"LL BE BORED TO DEATH....and i am so lonely. LOL. hmm. met haz just to take a picture. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*smiles*&lt;/span&gt; coz we took a picture card last yr today. den i asked her out. so we agreed to take a photo every yr on this day--14th Oct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she hasn't changed. still as black , her eyes are still bigger den mine. =) she still squeals at the sight of something interesting.. &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;*sherry's mind drifts to the past*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;coincidentally, today is the last day of school for the sec 4's in Zss. heard that not many people cried. hahas. they had this assembly-like thing where they showed their past pics and stuff. i bet if it happened to my batch, we would have flooded the whole hall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be so bored tonight and tml......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112886716104791746</id><published>2005-10-09T22:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T22:12:41.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pidfuhfirp</title><content type='html'>at plaza mac' now... here to KYO the internet connection. bills aren't paid still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my dance shoes. =) had a great time dancing in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth really to blog about. the blogging pendulum in me is lost, for unknown reason(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112886716104791746?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112886716104791746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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mac' now... here to KYO the internet connection. bills aren't paid still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have my dance shoes. =) had a great time dancing in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth really to blog about. the blogging pendulum in me is lost, for unknown reason(s).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112886716030040375?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112886716030040375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112886716030040375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112886716030040375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112886716030040375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/10/pidfuhfirp_09.html' title='pidfuhfirp'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112772841682554514</id><published>2005-09-26T17:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T17:53:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>;aghekajrga</title><content type='html'>hmmmm. haven't been blogging for a long long time. at jin le's condo here. stealing pple's connection along with the air con. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't slept well last night .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah. i'm not in the mood to blog lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleahxx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112772841682554514?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112772841682554514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112772841682554514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112772841682554514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112772841682554514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/09/aghekajrga.html' title=';aghekajrga'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112357362257690521</id><published>2005-08-09T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T15:59:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dffnfgnghmgh</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;why? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;that's the burning question in my head. WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i stayed home the whole day in hope of meeting him for dinner for half an hour [although is short, better den nth right?] he promised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now he says he's got assignment. i tot he said it was possible. i can't help it but tear when ever see that msg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what's it supposed to mean?? i'm a nuisance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i could have gone out with my parents but i chose to stay at home in hope of meeting you. and you're showing me your temper??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;now i'm all alone at home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i feel so hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112357362257690521?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112357362257690521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112357362257690521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112357362257690521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112357362257690521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/08/dffnfgnghmgh.html' title='dffnfgnghmgh'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112342482134808620</id><published>2005-08-07T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T22:27:01.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rstjsrtj</title><content type='html'>met him today. his foot is WOAH. damn bad state. no wonder he couldn't come over to my house. and his hair. OMGosh. cannot make it la. the uncle cut until like AH TOOT. sian half. hahahs. what's more, it costed 9 bucks. lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bathe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112342482134808620?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112342482134808620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112342482134808620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112342482134808620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112342482134808620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/08/rstjsrtj.html' title='rstjsrtj'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112334502254898910</id><published>2005-08-06T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T00:20:46.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dhbrtbwrtb</title><content type='html'>i kinda expected that he wouldn't go to the bbq last minute. call it inituition [dono how to spell, hecks]. told him not to go kallang till his leg is ok. he wouldn't listen. it's sure to get infected! dumb jerk. -.-" called him just now. he kup. tried calling again. no answer. help. everyone can see that i'm the fool, trying to get his attention. more often den not, my inituition is right. and i can't help but feel that this relationship is going nowhere and it'll end soon. hopefully, i'll be proven wrong. i wan to be proven wrong. but will i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. 5 more minutes to haz's [aka royal highness] birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ORANGE FREAKO!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss you so much. almost cried when i hugged you. haven't seen you in a long while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my class happens to have a handful of August BaBies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;JunTinG aka the Chio bu of 4e4&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Haz aka royal highness&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Vincent aka abrasion aka hairy&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Deren [CBM- hair in a &lt;em&gt;certain&lt;/em&gt; region]&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;and Li Zhen aka patrick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU GUYS!=)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;memories will nv die. e4 will always be kept close to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? cun lai is finally a man. he msged me to see whether i was home safely. OMGosh! can anyone believe that? CUN LAI, WAY TO GO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112334502254898910?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112334502254898910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112334502254898910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112334502254898910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112334502254898910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/08/dhbrtbwrtb.html' title='dhbrtbwrtb'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8016988.post-112325503116136226</id><published>2005-08-05T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T23:17:11.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dtjdtymdym</title><content type='html'>i've msged him and called him a couple of times. he din reply. is he that busy??? i noe nth about his life. except that he has tonnes and tonnes of projects. or wait, are those just excuses? i feel useless as a girlfriend. can't be there to help him, can't be there to tell him that he has mi. but is it plainly my fault??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish to get away from reality. help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyone willing to be my sugar daddy? haas. i saw lots of clothes that would look good in my wardrobe. but no $$$. so, any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to slp long ago. but stayed up for his reply. seem that he won't be replying any time soon. nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll go strip, shit, enjoy my Cleo mag and bathe. oh ya. and a treat for my hair!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to pamper myself to make myself feel good. esp when i am having my &lt;em&gt;period!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bloody.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8016988-112325503116136226?l=punkphiltheo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/feeds/112325503116136226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8016988&amp;postID=112325503116136226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112325503116136226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8016988/posts/default/112325503116136226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://punkphiltheo.blogspot.com/2005/08/dtjdtymdym.html' title='dtjdtymdym'/><author><name>tay</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
