<?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-7927690290793188999</id><updated>2011-08-29T00:37:18.651+08:00</updated><category term='emo'/><category term='scene'/><category term='poem'/><category term='owned'/><category term='kill'/><category term='bro'/><category term='suicide'/><category term='rape'/><category term='friends'/><category term='death'/><title type='text'>NutSlappers</title><subtitle type='html'>TeaBagging rules. It pwns all who dare stand in it's way. ( TASTE MY HAIRY WOLF NUT, NOOB! )</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>88</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-2243515833828509770</id><published>2010-12-01T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T15:42:41.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What the fuck do you want from me? It's like I'm talking to a fucking rock. How the hell do you expect me to reply after a 'Lol'? -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-2243515833828509770?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2243515833828509770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2243515833828509770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-fuck-do-you-want-from-me-its-like.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-2795635069297978346</id><published>2010-11-14T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T21:23:50.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trepidation</title><content type='html'>I think we lost to the silence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't think we'd lose so fast though... maybe we really weren't made for each other, eh? &lt;/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-2795635069297978346?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2795635069297978346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2795635069297978346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/11/trepidation.html' title='Trepidation'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-778091546405467291</id><published>2010-11-14T17:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:19:17.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>Perhaps it was never real to begin with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this was never meant to last, but I wish it wasn't so. I know what it takes to move on, I know how it feels to lie. All I wanna do is trade this life for something new, holding on to what I haven't got.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-And I don't even know what kind of things I said, my mouth kept moving but my mind went dead. So I'm picking up the pieces now, where to begin? The hardest part of ending is starting again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-778091546405467291?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/778091546405467291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/778091546405467291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/11/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3839017481132502986</id><published>2010-11-14T09:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T09:18:55.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>DJ, could you make us fall in love again, Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but mindless screaming now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is everything going wrong? Or has is always been this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3839017481132502986?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3839017481132502986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3839017481132502986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/11/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7744570273689929631</id><published>2010-11-11T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T23:47:45.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oasis</title><content type='html'>Surprise, look who's back? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't hurt so much now. I wonder why. Maybe I wasn't cut out for this. 3 months together, 4th month in another 4 days. Why must this happen now? Nevermind. It's a test of our strength. We'll pull through. Everything will be ok in the end. If it's not ok, then it's not the end. Simple as that. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so hard and confusing right now. Remember, when we laughed and smiled? Staying up late to send stupid, random, funny texts to each other. Haha, those were the days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at us now. What happened to us? We fought, quarreled, argued. Why? What's the use? In the end, we're both hurt, angered, sad. For what? A petty argument bloomed into such stupid things. Are we really that childish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you. You know that. I tell it to you every single day. But you didn't tell me today though. You've never said those three words, have you? "I love you."&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you say it? Don't you love me anymore? I don't know. I don't think I even want to know. The truth hurts too much. Knowledge is power, but is it really worth the pain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday, we'll go back to what we once were. An awesome and amazing couple. I'll never give up on you, no matter what. We can do this, baby. I love you. n_n&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7744570273689929631?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7744570273689929631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7744570273689929631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/11/oasis.html' title='Oasis'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8471181255757949699</id><published>2010-03-02T21:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T21:38:43.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear God, give me strength to endure and persevere through the turbulent times ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall try my hardest to smile and be joyous on such a sombre occasion. I want to make my family and friends proud, to show them that I'm not a loser, or that I can't make it, because I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God believes in me. I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiming high for that A1. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8471181255757949699?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8471181255757949699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8471181255757949699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/03/dear-god-give-me-strength-to-endure-and.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-240555487843720800</id><published>2010-02-28T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T15:55:17.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm sorry, but the Princess is in another castle!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-240555487843720800?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/240555487843720800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/240555487843720800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/im-sorry-but-princess-is-in-another.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-2691069579306041688</id><published>2010-02-27T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-27T20:08:41.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.iamawesome.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel the pressure naoz. And the stress. It is bad newz for me. Cos I hates it, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you heal my wound, Love? It's bleeding again.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared. So afraid to&lt;br /&gt;Die, just like the rest.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-2691069579306041688?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2691069579306041688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2691069579306041688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/is-lie.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4305497619609522317</id><published>2010-02-26T18:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-26T18:04:45.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hell yeah Art. Heh, slept at my cousin's house and I woke up at 6 a.m. just to walk home and get ready for school. Super tired~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4305497619609522317?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4305497619609522317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4305497619609522317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/hell-yeah-art.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6755205280296968388</id><published>2010-02-24T16:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T16:49:06.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn minahs. They're so fucking disgusting, I can't believe I used to think they were hot. FAILIMAN,FAIL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6755205280296968388?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6755205280296968388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6755205280296968388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/damn-minahs.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8208013900499149279</id><published>2010-02-23T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T23:19:30.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will prove you wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8208013900499149279?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8208013900499149279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8208013900499149279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-will-prove-you-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3117909954357435541</id><published>2010-02-21T00:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T01:17:55.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Body World ticket = $20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long John Silver meal = $7.80&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi ride = $10.30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun with my bros'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's good to be a Bio student. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omgeez, woke up late and I missed the bus to Body World @ Science Center. It was those HOLYCRAPHOLYCRAPHOLYCRAP moments, lol! Bus left at 2.30, woke up at 2.45. OWNED. DAMN RUSHED I TELL YOU! Chiong'd my shower and ran out of the house with my form and $30 and hailed a taxi. The students in the bus reached the Centre at 3. I reached the centre at 3.15. FAIL HAHA! Ms. Ho super mad at me lorzxzx... sianz, sad face. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Outram Park Sec School has a LOT OF HOT GIRLS. OMG, SERIOUSLY CANNOT TAHAN SIA. THE GIRLS SO HOT BUT THE GUYS.. DAMN NERDY, CANNOT TAHAN. SIAK AH, JIA LAT I TELL YOU. Super weak sia they all. Like, one punch they fly. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, OPSS has a TRUCKLOAD OF HOT GIRLS OMG. :PPPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Body World was an above average experience, honest! I saw this exhibit of this old guy, whose penis got cut in half. Vertically. IT HURT JUST TO LOOK AT IT. I was like, " Oh dayyyymn, that sucked! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I saw a nude photo of this hot chick, who covered her boobs with just her hands. Izz commented, " Woah, that girl's hot. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, behind him, was this 36+ year old malay auntie, and Izz was like, o.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Shit. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAOEPICFAILMOMENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT DEAD GIRAFFE WAS UBER TALL. 4M OF EPIC AWESOME I TELL YOU. And Lina. Yeahh, ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, left the place and there's this trampoline thing. HAHA, GEREKKKK BABE! Do all the flips and stuff, like retarded rabbits on drugs. ROFLOLMAO!!!! Amarul came later, and then, all four of us ( me, Izz, Ridz and Amarul ) jumped on the trampoline at the same time. IT WAS FUNFUNFUNFUNFUN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Fireball. God I hate that machine. If I'm not mistaken, I think I wrote about this dreaded toy before, on one of my posts, I think it's the Da Vinci art exhibition. Go, check it out! Spinspinspin til we feel like vomiting. Sadly, there's no flying people anymore, cos we're too tired, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragged our tired, sick, and dizzy asses to IMM, and headed straight for LJS. Makan a bit, see some girls and cabbed home with Izz and Amarul. Ridz left on his own, felt kinda bad for him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and promptly slept. Heh, what a boring ending, eh? ;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow going swimming.. @ Jurong East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming = Girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best math solution ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOCCER AT 12.30 P.M. SUCKS, BUT IT'S FUN! XDXDXD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3117909954357435541?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3117909954357435541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3117909954357435541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/body-world-ticket-20-long-john-silver.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1854050851420436133</id><published>2010-02-18T23:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T23:54:09.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well this is a surprise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1854050851420436133?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1854050851420436133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1854050851420436133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-very.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5994555524549919245</id><published>2010-02-13T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T18:45:33.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I want to delete my FB account.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I want to forget about you,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wanna forget about us, if there ever was.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I love you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mostly, it's just indifference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I miss you. You know that, don't you?&lt;br /&gt;But you don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think about all the laughs and the smiles and the fun we had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realize that it's just a lie. None of it is true. Now that I've thought about it, it's pretty obvious, really. You played me for a fool. And I, always the caring, gullible one, walked right into your trap. And now, here I am, writing a FUCKING note to express my emotions like the loser that I really am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, why didn't I think of this sooner?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I used to love you. Haha! That's the best joke I've ever heard in years. You don't have to lie, you know. Just say it straight to my face. It's not like you care about how I feel, right? C'mon, you played me for a fool, man! Haha, can't you just say it to me? I would really appreciate that. C'mon, say it. Tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me you don't love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will repay the favour.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5994555524549919245?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5994555524549919245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5994555524549919245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/sometimes-i-want-to-delete-my-fb.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3098252966335159168</id><published>2010-02-13T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T02:25:38.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloody hell today sucked major ass. Lesson was boring as fuck, wanted to sleep but was too damn restless. Stood in the field for 15 mins, was a fcking pain the ass, SODOMY. Then after that, to the hall, for more shit. Boring fucks, the lot of them. 'Cept for that cool old auntie. Hell yeah, rock never die man! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a small nap, skipped Friday prayers. ( I am so gonna go to Hell ) and woke up to a FUCKING FLU, OF ALL THINGS. SNEEZEDANDSNEEZEDANDSNEEZEDANDSNEEZE, pcb. Never stop siol, my nose keep running like a damn tap. Went to Yew Tee to eat sushi ( hey that rhymed ) and WHATDOYOUKNOW, I GOT FOOD POISONING.&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;AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY CHEESE ON A STICK. Went home, and I got ANOTHER FLU ATTACK. Spat, sneezed, vomited. Tried to sleep, epic failed to the core! Then &lt;B&gt;MY&lt;/B&gt; heart broke, &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; ignored me, &lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt; can't be trusted, and &lt;b&gt;HE&lt;/b&gt; hates &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt; because of &lt;b&gt;HER&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ihatelife.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3098252966335159168?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3098252966335159168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3098252966335159168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/bloody-hell-today-sucked-major-ass.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-588015137961654520</id><published>2010-02-08T19:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:09:08.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today rocked. Happy birthday Dell! Haha, Awkward Turtle! *wigglewiggle*. Siao kao Mr Sim, anyhow scold. KNS, seriously. Come in from PE, already scold like wth. Bleh. What a spoiler. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know, that THAT was just a small taste of what was to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate eggs. And half-naked 40+ year old men. AND PHYSICS TEST. GODDAMN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST THING THAT HAPPENED TO ME TODAY? CHATTING WITH A "HORNY GIRL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; hey hunni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; haha, happy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; well, first off, i'm 24/f and your a male right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; Dude i thought u were 21?&lt;br /&gt; fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; oh ok sweetie! I just got off work and feeling a little kinky, which site did i msg you from again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; ...&lt;br /&gt; here we go again,.&lt;br /&gt; facebook&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; ahh tahts right! sorry i don't remember, do you cam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; u cant webcam cos u got exposed before..&lt;br /&gt; and no, i dont cam.&lt;br /&gt; cos of exposure.&lt;br /&gt; so u want me to go to this website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; Well i don't do yahoo cam or any other cam because i have been recorded before... But i do know one site you can watch me on cam, that assures me no one records...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; and give my credit card no., which i don't have..&lt;br /&gt; and.&lt;br /&gt; fuck you're not listening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; I mean... Do you want to see me on my cam bb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; would love to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; than do it babes i want to c u!  u were makin me wet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King-If you're in love withh me toniight, &amp;&amp;raving   says:&lt;br /&gt; but i cant, cos i cant enter the site, because i have no credit card..&lt;br /&gt; FAIL GRAMMAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KinaGardenhire6716@hotmail.com says:&lt;br /&gt; cc is just to verify age..it's free with my password!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC FAIL! HAHAHA, Man, chatting with "her" made my day. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHE'S A G.I.R.L.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUY&lt;br /&gt;IN&lt;br /&gt;REAL&lt;br /&gt;LIFE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-588015137961654520?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/588015137961654520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/588015137961654520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4913036840517541406</id><published>2010-02-06T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T20:24:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wake up and smell the roses. Because life is beautiful if you choose it to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday it's hard, but we keep persevering. What are friends for, anyways?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not the only one going through this. We can stop caring and start ignoring your problems, but we don't. Why? We care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So suck it up. We'll make it. We'll get past this obstacle, and we'll be at the end, in the finishing line, with all our cheering supporters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a pretty picture, isn't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4913036840517541406?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4913036840517541406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4913036840517541406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/wake-up-and-smell-roses.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4324122458253174445</id><published>2010-02-05T21:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T21:06:00.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TODAY SUCKED TO THE CORE, LOL. Yeah my mum's a Doctor. Cos IDK what 'nurse' is in Malay. Fuck this shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh, depressed, moody, angry and sad now. ^^ Awkward Turtle flops in Awkward Sand. Yeahhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, HUNGRY!!!!!!! Fail. FAILFAILFAILFAILFAILFAILFAIL, that's all I've ever known. Weeeeee~ Feel like going to ITE. Hm. Hot girls. Yeah, awesomeness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHATEC!!!!!!! FOOD!!! TARTS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND IM A FUCKING MAT REP, YEAH!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4324122458253174445?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4324122458253174445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4324122458253174445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-sucked-to-core-lol.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5961974970843773252</id><published>2010-02-04T23:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T23:48:39.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Drowning in homework. God, this sucks so bad, lol. Epic fail. Chicken Soup for the Soul's helping me though, awesomeness. Hopefully I don't get kicked out of Art.&lt;br /&gt;And I HATE MALAY ESSAYS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. Meh, Feb's a short month, gonna make the most of what I can. Looking forward to that short break though. Can kick back, relax..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TOTALLY PARTY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTFOWNEDROFLMAOBBQSAUCEAWESOMENESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, have you met my brothers? Meet Awesome Bob AND Awkward Bob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D/:S Respectively.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5961974970843773252?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5961974970843773252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5961974970843773252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/drowning-in-homework.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4935396923700377449</id><published>2010-02-03T14:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T14:21:39.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a waste of my time, but I can't get back those 24 hours, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BreaK--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thought hey&lt;br /&gt;You know this could be something&lt;br /&gt;Cos everything you do and words you say&lt;br /&gt;You know that it all takes my breath away&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm left with nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember every look upon your face,&lt;br /&gt;The way you roll your eyes, the way you taste&lt;br /&gt;You make it hard for breathing&lt;br /&gt;Cos when I close my eyes and drift away&lt;br /&gt;I think of you and everything's okay&lt;br /&gt;And finally now, we're leaving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking two, is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember what you wore on the first day&lt;br /&gt;You came into my life&lt;br /&gt;And I thought hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chrous&lt;br /&gt;And maybe it's true, that I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Well maybe two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;And you've already got me coming undone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh I can't live without you&lt;br /&gt;Cos baby two is better than one&lt;br /&gt;There's so much time, to figure out the rest of my life&lt;br /&gt;But I've figured out with all that's said and done&lt;br /&gt;That two, is better than one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two, is better than one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4935396923700377449?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4935396923700377449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4935396923700377449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/02/today-was-waste-of-my-time-but-i-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5155113927250640501</id><published>2010-01-28T20:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:09:37.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trust</title><content type='html'>I'll always take care of you. You've got a shoulder to lean on, so don't worry. I won't run away. I'm staying here, for you, forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's what friends do. They stick like glue. Extra points for rhyming, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;We could be so much more, but it's ok. I understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5155113927250640501?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5155113927250640501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5155113927250640501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2010/01/trust.html' title='Trust'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4249362450350277732</id><published>2009-12-05T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T02:18:15.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a little something</title><content type='html'>Just a quick update. I WILL NEVER UPDATE THIS BLOG. NEVER!!! MWAHAHAHAAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS BLOG WILL DIE, DIE DIE!!!! ABANDONDED, GONE, COLLECT DUST. HAHAHA.&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad now. Heartache. I'm missing someone now. Someone important, a person I love so much. Heyyyy, special person, can you cure my heart please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're feeling down, I'll come and help you out, just like what you did to me. It's a good plan eh! Hahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4249362450350277732?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4249362450350277732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4249362450350277732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-little-something.html' title='just a little something'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7687887078151540839</id><published>2009-10-20T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T17:05:23.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPIC FAIL</title><content type='html'>YEA, EXAMS ARE OVER! DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHAOS 24/7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCREW RESULTS, I WANNA LIVE MY LIFE! ( &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if I get good grades,  that's just a bonus!&lt;/span&gt; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, going night cycling soon. My bike's still destroyed since Mid-Year. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Bleh&lt;/span&gt;, too lazy to fix. Just go and pump air in my flat tyres and I'm off. I really wanna go to the new road in Bukit Something. Forgot the name, I'll update it when I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art sucked, not gonna talk about it. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the Sexy Plastic Bag-Man. Fear my plastic powers of DOOM! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa outing cancelled. Damn it! Nevermind, still got chalet. Yeah, party!!! Woots. And my parents are still in Thailand. Annual Bike Week. I had my braces for about 4 or 5 days now, it's not so bad. Hopefully there wouldn't be any blisters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm off! Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexy Plastic Bag-Man, away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7687887078151540839?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7687887078151540839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7687887078151540839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/10/epic-fail.html' title='EPIC FAIL'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8798794648025638852</id><published>2009-10-16T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T02:09:14.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRACE POWER</title><content type='html'>I GOT BRACES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S RIGHT, I'M NOT LYING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YOU ALL ON TUESDAY!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8798794648025638852?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8798794648025638852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8798794648025638852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/10/brace-power.html' title='BRACE POWER'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6531401828621272558</id><published>2009-10-08T18:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T18:14:08.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAZY SIA</title><content type='html'>ALAMAK... NASI LEMAK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to dentist again. Extracted two teeth, left side, both upper and lower. Same like last week. Next Thursday maybe getting braces. IDK, but I already got back brace. Two only, nothing much. PAIN SIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still drinking blood. I HATE THE TASTE. It's like, licking rusty metal. But our blood also got a bit of iron inside, so of course there would be a coppery, metallic taste. SUCK MAN. WHY CAN'T OUR BLOOD BE CHOCOLATE OR SOMETHING. I DON'T MIND CUTTING MYSELF. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have a bad habit of not being up to date. LOL. Meh.. what to do.. after exam can fly already man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6531401828621272558?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6531401828621272558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6531401828621272558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/10/lazy-sia.html' title='LAZY SIA'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3787088958578204481</id><published>2009-09-30T22:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:14:13.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joker</title><content type='html'>Wanna hear a funny joke? Just to pass the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A depressed guy goes to see a doctor to find a cure for his illness. He goes to the doctor and says,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Doctor, I'm suffering from severe depression. I feel empty inside, like I'm missing something in my life. I feel lonely too. No one greets me when I come home. No "Good mornings/afternoons".  No one to cheer me up when I'm down. Do you have a cure?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replies,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Go and see Fabriaci the Clown. He's in the city. He'll help cure your depression."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man, upon hearing this piece of advice, breaks down and begins crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But doctor, I am Fabriaci."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor is left stunned and he is speechless. Fabriaci, convinced that there is no cure for depression, goes home to his empty house and kills himself. He dies alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alone in life, and so in death.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3787088958578204481?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3787088958578204481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3787088958578204481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/09/joker.html' title='Joker'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6564927325149460814</id><published>2009-09-25T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T23:25:00.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25,567 sunsets</title><content type='html'>A little boy was walking along a path one day and to his amazement, he found a ten-cent coin on the floor. He was extremely delighted. With a sense of fulfilment, he picked up the coin and clutched it in his little hand. The money was his. It cost him nothing but he was ten cents richer without any effort. Thus he decided to look for more money and from that day on, he always looked down whenever he walked, hoping to find another coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure enough, as he walked through his life looking down for the next coin, he reaped a harvest without much effort. Throughout his lifetime, he had collected a total of $100 by the age of 70. He was pleased that he had amassed such a fortune but it hardly required much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But little did he realise that in the course of looking for the next coin to collect, he had missed seeing 25,567 sunsets, the beautiful rainbows in the sky, the attractive flowers by the path, the colourful butterflies that flew by and most importantly, the friends and family that passed by him and the love and warmth emanated from them. His whole world was focused solely on the wealth he had sought. What he had missed was certainly more than what money could buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We must not emulate that little boy, by opening our eyes and minds to appreciate the beauty, love,care and warmth that surrounds us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6564927325149460814?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6564927325149460814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6564927325149460814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/09/25567-sunsets.html' title='25,567 sunsets'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1700470130149850088</id><published>2009-09-15T15:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T15:14:26.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spitfire</title><content type='html'>Dead baby. Dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't update on things that happened long ago. Feels so reminiscent and old, to ponder on events past. Should look forward to better things, and always move forward, never looking back.&lt;br /&gt;Bruneian cousins reached Singapore. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lack of emotions for now, feeling hollow inside. Must be indigestion haha. 12.05 p.m. black smoke! Had a restless sleep, hated it. Tossed and turned on the bed and the end results?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bad hair day. Ugh, whatever. Had Bio test, went smoothly. Well, about as smooth as scratching chalk against a concrete wall. Didn't study, but thankfully I remembered a couple of important things for the most part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spitfire. I'm loving the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;German words sound funny, but I like it haha. Fasting's gonna end this Saturday, kinda looking forward to it. Gonna miss &lt;i&gt;air kathira&lt;/i&gt; though. It' a flavoured drink only sold during the fasting month. Tastes delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMEGLE ME!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1700470130149850088?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1700470130149850088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1700470130149850088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/09/spitfire.html' title='Spitfire'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-4302432058146317529</id><published>2009-09-02T18:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T18:20:09.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Preparations</title><content type='html'>I wear striped socks.&lt;br /&gt;I listen to My Chemical Romance.&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wear a black tie with tiny little skulls on it.&lt;br /&gt;I read books.&lt;br /&gt;I’m not too handsome.&lt;br /&gt;I eat chocolate when I’m depressed. &lt;br /&gt;I sometimes feel as though&lt;br /&gt;The only right thing to do&lt;br /&gt;Is to crawl up inside of me and die&lt;br /&gt;Am I Emo enough for you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wear everything striped lately.&lt;br /&gt;You lined up your soul in black and white.&lt;br /&gt;You hate people who act cute.&lt;br /&gt;You say that you hate it when people label you.&lt;br /&gt;Then maybe you should quit labelling yourself?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you should stop looking down on girls because they act cute.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they’re being themselves as well.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know if&lt;br /&gt;They&lt;br /&gt;Ever wanna crawl up in themselves and die.&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know them anymore than you know yourself.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they also cut themselves and hate their life?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe they listen to My Chemical Romance too.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know your little secret.&lt;br /&gt;You are not depressed.&lt;br /&gt;The earth does not rotate around you.&lt;br /&gt;Your parents do love you.&lt;br /&gt;You are special and unique&lt;br /&gt;Along with every girl that acts cute.&lt;br /&gt;You’re not more Emo than me.&lt;br /&gt;You’re fifteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-LittleSushi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something I found on Deviantart. Enjoy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4302432058146317529?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4302432058146317529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4302432058146317529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/09/preparations.html' title='Preparations'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6892923373622549290</id><published>2009-08-30T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T10:30:32.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baybeats 2009</title><content type='html'>Went to Baybeats at the Esplanade. Was fun I tell you. The music was great, the atmosphere was loud and joyful, and the girls were smokin' hot man. Speaking of hot girls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched a hot girl's butt. Seriously! I was walking with Irwan, Ridzuan, Farizul and Amarul and I wasn't paying attention to what was in front of me. So I walked leisurely, swinging my arms, when I touched something soft and round. I looked down,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I saw my hand, touching a girl's butt. Panicked, I looked at the girl, thinking that she'd tell her boyfriend. However, she didn't notice, and so did the boyfriend. LOL. The girl was a &lt;i&gt;minah&lt;/i&gt; (malay version of ah lian), sadly, but who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butts are still butts. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DON'T CARE IF YOU SAY I HAVE NO TASTE!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-break-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bands were local, and they played good music. Really roccking. When we decided to go to the &lt;i&gt;Powerhouse&lt;/i&gt;, we heard this really good rock band, hailing from Australia. I forgot how to spell the band name :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But halfway through the song.. something happened. Dangerous and fun, but mostly dangerous. Only two words, which can bring primal excitement in a man. Those two words were..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOSH PIT!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT'S RIGHT MY FRIENDS. A MOSH PIT! Now, what is a mosh pit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's when people start pushing, punching and kicking in a particular circle, or "pit" Whoever enters that "pit" will be pushed, punched, or kicked. Or all three. When one of the guys in the "pit" got pushed towards my direction, I pushed him back. It was fun.. the second mosh pit was better though. You know why? Cos' we &lt;b&gt;started&lt;/b&gt; it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irwan pushed me from behind, and I flew all the way in front, banging a lot of people. So they pushed me back. I pushed anybody I saw, I didn't even open my eyes. I threw my arms anywhere, and kicked anybody that came to close to me. Then, after I flew to the crowd, Ridzuan shoved Irwan towards Farizul but he dodged and hit Amarul instead. Amarul returned the favour and before you know it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOSH PIT MADNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, had one heck of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, they took pictures of me sleeping in the MRT. Zzz, they can't leave me alone, can they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great friends, great atmosphere and great music. What more could you ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6892923373622549290?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6892923373622549290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6892923373622549290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/baybeats-2009.html' title='Baybeats 2009'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5565704764486266807</id><published>2009-08-20T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T19:06:38.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Just had my dental appoinment today. Tio $100 sia, so expensive. Getting my braces around October-ish. Just after Puasa haha. Had an x-ray too. Looks super cool siol! An Common Test is left with 2 more papers.. yeah.. physix and history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIE LIAO! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time never blog eh? Heh, kinda dying. Thx Sexy for reawakening my taggie! Lurvs! x3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hari Raya Puasa starts on Saturday.. YES!!! Can get slimmer mwaha. And my kitten's so cute.. what a baby haha. &gt;meow&lt;&lt;br /&gt;xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg lol I got DotA fever haha. So lamE! Meh, it's still fun. Tmr last day of CT, go home CHIONG DOTA MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EPIC TEAM BATTLES WOOT!!!! Can't wait!  Math was ok. I hate question 4. Freaking similarity shiz. Oh btw,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;290209 is loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's golden, after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5565704764486266807?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5565704764486266807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5565704764486266807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1972190858784770957</id><published>2009-08-10T18:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T18:40:55.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art</title><content type='html'>Went to Science Centre last Friday, damn fun. Too bad no pictures. It's not like I took alot in the first place. Went to see the Leonardo art exhibition. Was cool, kinda neat. But got homework about the exhibition sehh.. so sianz, but must do. Kns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left my PSP at my grandmother house omg. Thankfully dad's taking it. Wee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Science Centre went to some place whose location I've no idea. Yes, I wanna talk chim English today. I want to try, it's been a long time since I've talked proper English. Anyways, went to that unknown location and found this spinning thing called Fireball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know in playgrounds, they have those spinning discs? You stand on it, and then you spin on that thing? Yeah, Fireball's like that, only it's bigger. It's big enough to fit 4 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me, Ridz, Izz and Amarul rode on that thing and we spun the disc together. It's damn fun man. We spun until we got sick to our stomachs and laid on the floor. Passersby must've thought we were drunk or something ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funniest part was when Izz held onto the rail, and ran around the disc. The centrifugal force [ spinning force ] was so strong that Izz's feet was flung from the floor, but since he held onto the Fireball's rail, he never flew away. However the centrifugal force was so strong that it flung him from the Fireball and he hit the floor, twisting his foot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hilarious man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to IMM with both the NA and EXP art students, crapped and chatted. Was entertaining, to say the least. After that took a bus to Lot One and walked home with Amarul and Izz, while the rest continued their journey with either a bus or an L/MRT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 10.30-ish. Played comp. and slept, while chatting on MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and my friendship with Derrick almost broke cos' of our incessant name calling. LOL, childish, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But not as childish as leaving hate tags with fake names. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you guys know who I'm talking about. COUGHPOLICEMANCOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can guarantee you 100% that he will reply to this post with more hate tags. And he won't use the POLICEMAN name, he'll use another one. But even if he stuck with POLICEMAN, would it make a difference? Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's still childish, and his dick isn't so mature either. And I have a "tofu 6-pack". So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you even have a pack? Next time, why don't &lt;b&gt;YOU&lt;/b&gt; "&lt;i&gt;wake up your idea&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LAH&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1972190858784770957?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1972190858784770957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1972190858784770957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/art.html' title='Art'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5026575418307064721</id><published>2009-08-05T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:01:37.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haters!!</title><content type='html'>Haha, I got haters on my tagboard. HATE ME ALL YOU WANT LOR, NOT MY PROBLEM!! WOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPREAD THE LOVE BABY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anyways, gonna go Da Vinci on Friday. I think I wanna pon school.. hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh. Go Da Vinci AND watch movie on Friday lols. Hopefully can bring camera to take pics.. z, bored. Shall make it up to you blog readers by uploading more shizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to all haters, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5026575418307064721?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5026575418307064721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5026575418307064721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/haters.html' title='Haters!!'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3190954979259155038</id><published>2009-08-03T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T23:31:02.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reliance</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gb1CKXvA31Q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gb1CKXvA31Q&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Damn,this song's gonna be featured in &lt;s&gt;TWAT&lt;/s&gt; TWILIGHT'S new movie, New Moon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I'm sick of seeing Edward Cuntface. He was hot in HP's Goblet of Fire, but now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He lives up to his namesake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3190954979259155038?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3190954979259155038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3190954979259155038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/reliance.html' title='Reliance'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3099031597166845488</id><published>2009-08-01T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:42:13.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Sword</title><content type='html'>Teehee BIO ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET TO POKE THE SHEEP HEART DAMN FUN I TELL YOU. ^^)&lt;br /&gt;Feels like rubbery, goo-ey jelly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUNFUNFUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA TOUCH MORE HEARTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3099031597166845488?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3099031597166845488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3099031597166845488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/08/heart-of-sword.html' title='Heart of Sword'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7401286555776942111</id><published>2009-07-28T10:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T10:29:09.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate</title><content type='html'>Hey, someone left me a hate tag &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it's his problem if he wants to leave a good or bad comment what. Just don't spam, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If push comes to shove, I'll just delete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ShoutBox&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. It's not as if people tag my Box everyday right? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLICEMAN never use real name why?&lt;br /&gt;-My problem la!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;BreaK&lt;/span&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I found out that stealing ideas from one is called &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;plagiarism, but stealing from many is called RESEARCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Heh. Btw, blog hopped, and I found this girl stole another blogger's About Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Word for word. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Needless to say, the victim got angry heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;a href="http://minahthoughts.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://minahthoughts.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; stole from &lt;a href="http://www.thatsiaochick.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thatsiaochick.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Btw SiaoChick speaks in Malay, so if you can't read Malay then sorry..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But then again her spelling is like shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;But still can read. Dots.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;If you can read Malay, you go see &lt;b&gt;MINAHTHOUGHTS&lt;/b&gt; SHOUTBOX. Tio owned seh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt; Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Skali they all come attack me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Kns if that happened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&gt;.&lt;''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;Ciao. MC NO SCHOOL 2 DAYS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7401286555776942111?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7401286555776942111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7401286555776942111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/hate.html' title='Hate'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3501970746059950981</id><published>2009-07-22T18:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:27:11.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epiphanies</title><content type='html'>Because I suddenly realized that sex is nothing but moving forward and back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Pi day, everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope this blog post disturbs you, because my epiphany certainly did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3501970746059950981?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3501970746059950981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3501970746059950981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/epiphanies.html' title='Epiphanies'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8004065214607123204</id><published>2009-07-20T16:28:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T18:38:03.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesomeness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmRCtp3_xhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5l9ZNLDHv68/s1600-h/P1020025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360482808579999250" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ26nxCSOI/AAAAAAAAATw/1SW1KH3pb-k/s320/P1010987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ27XF9JwI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FMXliddBNBg/s1600-h/P1010990.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469849916909314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ27XF9JwI/AAAAAAAAAUA/FMXliddBNBg/s320/P1010990.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ27LFKjII/AAAAAAAAAT4/HSgHaur6pSs/s1600-h/P1010989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469846692367490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ27LFKjII/AAAAAAAAAT4/HSgHaur6pSs/s320/P1010989.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQ26ASlObI/AAAAAAAAATo/6zhwATtqdRw/s1600-h/P1010986.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360469826615982514" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQz_vnagsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/DB9DMjC-22c/s320/P1010983.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQz-7LzBOI/AAAAAAAAATA/wVurqQkJxvY/s1600-h/P1010981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360466612609811682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQz-7LzBOI/AAAAAAAAATA/wVurqQkJxvY/s320/P1010981.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQz-nr8UKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sgJ5w14OWaU/s1600-h/P1010980.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360466607375929506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmQz-nr8UKI/AAAAAAAAAS4/sgJ5w14OWaU/s320/P1010980.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went to bowling with cousins and my mum few days ago. Haha si bei fun sial!!! I got 3 strikes.. it's ok ah, not bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I KNOW I NOT GOOD, SHUT UP DERRICK. And I wanna go bowling again!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before bowling we went to eat and some place idk where, but the food super cheap. When we eating, it was around 6 pm, we shared ghost stories. I got a few, actually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Mandai Ghost-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a guy was riding alone on his motorbike, when a taxi drove beside him and the driver asked, "Your pillion (passenger) no helmet ah?" The guy was confused, since he was riding ALONE. He thought the driver was crazy, seeing as how he ( the taxi driver ) was in his 50s'. So he let the matter slide, and continued on. Few kilometres down the road, a police car stopped him and the policeman came up to him and asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why your pillion no helmet?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Where got? I rode alone all this while..."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The area suddenly went quiet. No crickets were chirping, and the eerie moonlight shining through the forest surrounding them only enhanced the creepy factor. It was late at night, 2 am to be precise. The pillion wore a white gown, with her head down, and her jet-black hair cascading down her back and covering her face. Time stood still, before a look of understanding dawned on both the policeman, and the unfortunate motorcyclist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, forget what I said, you can go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The policeman got in his car, and hit 150km/h in less than a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The motorcyclist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's up to you to decide what happened to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;--End--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Nenek menjual keropok-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title means "Grandmother selling crackers" in malay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rumour has it that an old woman is going around Singapore, selling crackers. These crackers taste foul and has a pungent smell, and she keeps it in a basket. She keeps a &lt;i&gt;pontianak&lt;/i&gt; in that basket too. Rumour has it that, if you do not buy her crackers, she will summon the ghost and disturb you, until you buy her crackers. So far people say that she is in Tampines, Bedok and Woodlands. I know that there are more places than this. If you know any more locations, feel free to drop a message at the tag box. Thanks for the contribution.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's hoping she doesn't conquer Choa Chu Kang, eh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If anybody knocks on your door, look at the peephole. If you don't have one...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God bless you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-End-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that went bowling, and then went to eat at Al-Azhar's. Damn that place rocks. Drank Mocha Ice... I have an insane craving for coffee nowadays.. Anyways, before we left, this ang moh and his two girlfriends came. I think they were his girlfriends, but idk okay? Anyways, the girlfriends' faces look very pretty, but atthe same time damn ugly. Some people look really good, but they can be fugly at the same time, like those &lt;i&gt;ah lians&lt;/i&gt; or &lt;i&gt;minahs&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Damn wth moment right there sia. So we got in the car, and I slept over at Iffah's house. Next day, she and Dell went to Uniqlo while I changed and went to Fatin's house at 6 pm. Then played the com. a bit, when Ali came home and invited me to go to Park Lane to play LAN.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which I heartily accepted, suffice to say. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Played until 9.30, reached home at 10.10 and watched Goblet of Fire before msning. Hit the hay at 12-ish. Oh and I drank McCafe premium coffee lol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT I SLEPT LIKE A BABY. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;AND I HATE WOMEN'S CLOTHES. &gt;.&lt;'' DON'T ASK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~Well that was quite lenghty. Happy? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8004065214607123204?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8004065214607123204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8004065214607123204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/awesomeness.html' title='Awesomeness'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SmRCtp3_xhI/AAAAAAAAAXw/5l9ZNLDHv68/s72-c/P1020025.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5795283433315958419</id><published>2009-07-16T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T01:59:33.235+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><title type='text'>The Changing Roads</title><content type='html'>O muse!&lt;br /&gt;You come at the most&lt;br /&gt;Heartbreaking of times.&lt;br /&gt;I feel,&lt;br /&gt;Sadness. Sorrow. Anguish. Grief.&lt;br /&gt;We lived for millennia.&lt;br /&gt;All it took.&lt;br /&gt;Short times of change,&lt;br /&gt;For,&lt;br /&gt;The devil cries his haunting laughter haughtily exclaiming his&lt;br /&gt;Bliss and cheer and happiness and joy&lt;br /&gt;The sadistic pleasure of a twisted mind born to&lt;br /&gt;Sow-&lt;br /&gt;Torment. We are torn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeo You Wei, St Joseph's Institution.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5795283433315958419?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5795283433315958419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5795283433315958419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/changing-roads.html' title='The Changing Roads'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-448282400998685349</id><published>2009-07-12T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T15:36:18.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blogskin</title><content type='html'>Judging from the title, you know what I', gonna write, right? Of course you do. Actually, I wanted to do a happy skin, like this. &lt;a href="http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=70243&amp;amp;action=Preview"&gt;http://www.blogskins.com/apply.php?sid=70243&amp;amp;action=Preview&lt;/a&gt;. Nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of life and so happy. But noooo, my computer wants to be emo. &gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least my current skin isn't like last time. Haha, cos I know that everyone's sick of my emo skin. At least this one is &lt;b&gt;DEPRESSING&lt;/b&gt;. Not emo. There's a big difference. I think this is my 3rd skin so far.. yeah, this is my 3rd skin. And all of them are navigation-type skins LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I'm gonna go.. somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESKER ROAD!!!! LOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-448282400998685349?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/448282400998685349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/448282400998685349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blogskin.html' title='New Blogskin'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6193769752300637163</id><published>2009-07-05T12:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T11:41:11.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bird-Day</title><content type='html'>Went to Scott's BBQ partaay..with all white ensemble. Lucky my clothes not dirty. Phew. I went to Lot 1 and saw Ameera and Shereen walking towards the queue, and we made small talk a bit. Then after that Ameera waited for someone while me and Shereen walked SOOPAH SLOW. REALLY FREAKING SLOW SIA. Then since there were very little people there, we decided to chillax at the tables under the HDB block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until 7.30, when Ameera returned. Waited for her so long. Then we decided to go to the pit, finally. Lol. And Derrick came. Haha I would've thought he'd be at home gaying with his..items. When we reached the pit, only got Zhi Ming, Geraldine, Siong Yan, the mum and auntie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we chilled. Me, Ameera and Shereen took a couple of photos, which I am too &lt;i&gt;malas&lt;/i&gt; to upload here. Later I upload la. Damn tired. And the photos you wanna see are in FB already. The food was nice, and this blog is getting boring. I need insane adventures...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm..I feel like going cycling with Zahri and Kelvin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, decided to play basketball. With my high cut shoes. Which are a size smaller than both my feet. Needless to say, it hurt.&lt;br /&gt;Badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30 saw the arrival of Fahmi, Kelvin, Irwan, Shah, Farizul, Chun Keat and Ming Han. Cat, Sherwin and Cedric came earlier. Played B-ball and soccer, which was uber pwnsome. And I still wore my high cut shoes. Haha I tried to climb the fence. DAMN PAIN SIA!!! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that, cut the birthday cake, which no one ate until the last minute. XD Then the mats all played guitar and chillaxed. And Fahmi sang to Shereen this line.. Damn sweet and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I want to marry you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiseh Fahmi seh!! Ahaha!! Damn ROFLMAO moment right there sio... Then Irwan/Farizul played Oasis..which I'm listening right now. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire moment seem so heartwarming sia.. one group of people tapping their fingers against the wood, humming to the tunes of songs played by legends. Wa, zai man. Really touching moment. I don't get to see this moment all the time. Cos usually someone spoils the mood. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And playing basketball in the dark sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After everyone has packed and stuff, decided to head back. Shah's group lounged about, before heading to the bus stop. I hung back with Zhi Ming and co. and slowly made our way to the bus stop, talking about Michael Jackson all the way. And blasting 'Beat It' at loud volume haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked all the way home man.. and you guys have got to see this. Super sad. Focus on the lyrics more than the video.&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpSZa00-3eM"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NpSZa00-3eM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6193769752300637163?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6193769752300637163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6193769752300637163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/bird-day.html' title='Bird-Day'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8735161765375451086</id><published>2009-07-03T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:58:46.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Semester</title><content type='html'>School's reopened, and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying. Kinda. Oh well, thank God for Thursdays. The most awesome day evah. We share P.E. with 3G and F. PWN-TASTIC. And Chun Keat threw a ball at my head. ROFLMAO. Played b-ball to rough, and he buay song wit me. Mwahahas. Dbq CK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's it. Oh wait. I still have sleeping problems..yeah. Yesterday slept at 3 pm, woke up at 3.30 am. Damn..what the hell la. Stupid sleeping habits. And my eye bags getting more..erm..prominent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday no school, youth day. H1N1 shoot 650+ cases, still no death. Pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cchao's a good way to meet random strangers. COUGHPERRYCOUGH. Blarg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going offline, chatting with Mil. Buaixx, dicks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8735161765375451086?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8735161765375451086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8735161765375451086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/semester.html' title='Semester'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5149842498809117183</id><published>2009-07-01T23:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:21:40.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIRED</title><content type='html'>Si bei hen lei sia. IDK why, always tired. Wake up, feel tired. Go to school, feel tired. Sleeping, also feel tired. What the hell is this? Yesterday, after school go home, sleep at 3 pm, woke up at 1.30 am. And I still felt tired. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least my eye bags are decreasing in size. xD&lt;br /&gt;Gonna change my blog skin soon..and I can hear my readers cheering.. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what my theme of my skin would be..angst? Love? Depression? Crazyhyperhappiness?&lt;br /&gt;Meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND H1N1 SUCKS. TO THE CORE OF THE MAX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5149842498809117183?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5149842498809117183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5149842498809117183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/07/tired.html' title='TIRED'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-407826799219651483</id><published>2009-06-27T20:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T21:24:59.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='scene'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><title type='text'>Scenester</title><content type='html'>I'm not gonna tell you what emo is and what scene is, cos I'm sick of being labelled. It's my life, I'll pick my own poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJzX9pgI/AAAAAAAAASw/6HMjvdL90y8/s1600-h/566254924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351997261423158786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJzX9pgI/AAAAAAAAASw/6HMjvdL90y8/s320/566254924.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJ6ZgisI/AAAAAAAAASo/L-h37gfnx8c/s1600-h/566403046_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351997263308688066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJ6ZgisI/AAAAAAAAASo/L-h37gfnx8c/s320/566403046_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJpq7HlI/AAAAAAAAASg/2UucyMBr0wg/s1600-h/592461017_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351997258818330194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJpq7HlI/AAAAAAAAASg/2UucyMBr0wg/s320/592461017_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbzAb9eVI/AAAAAAAAASY/Tylw7oJPxw8/s1600-h/592465660_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995770280966482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbzAb9eVI/AAAAAAAAASY/Tylw7oJPxw8/s320/592465660_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYby7DG8iI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gxTu-F-AWgQ/s1600-h/599730316_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995768834552354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYby7DG8iI/AAAAAAAAASQ/gxTu-F-AWgQ/s320/599730316_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbyzVsutI/AAAAAAAAASI/hQ97Ks-36GY/s1600-h/652532823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995766765042386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbyzVsutI/AAAAAAAAASI/hQ97Ks-36GY/s320/652532823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbyrnfLmI/AAAAAAAAASA/OaOT8vS5c_8/s1600-h/652537894_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995764692168290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbyrnfLmI/AAAAAAAAASA/OaOT8vS5c_8/s320/652537894_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbySA9O0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/a_UA3SNTcQ0/s1600-h/663821293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351995757819673410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 239px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYbySA9O0I/AAAAAAAAAR4/a_UA3SNTcQ0/s320/663821293.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5zbQScI/AAAAAAAAARw/8GZuvgaZ9OE/s1600-h/663892998_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994787535800770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5zbQScI/AAAAAAAAARw/8GZuvgaZ9OE/s320/663892998_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5iBAzvI/AAAAAAAAARo/Z6kq3f-Drgo/s1600-h/665644972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994782862331634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5iBAzvI/AAAAAAAAARo/Z6kq3f-Drgo/s320/665644972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5YFbd8I/AAAAAAAAARg/UyRJGOyrZ18/s1600-h/667602944_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994780196501442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5YFbd8I/AAAAAAAAARg/UyRJGOyrZ18/s320/667602944_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5HyL_vI/AAAAAAAAARY/Lou8fwla1rg/s1600-h/675583241_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994775820828402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5HyL_vI/AAAAAAAAARY/Lou8fwla1rg/s320/675583241_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5EdibsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1nKRNo5EvFc/s1600-h/686366732_small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351994774928912066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYa5EdibsI/AAAAAAAAARQ/1nKRNo5EvFc/s320/686366732_small.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-407826799219651483?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/407826799219651483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/407826799219651483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/scenester.html' title='Scenester'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkYdJzX9pgI/AAAAAAAAASw/6HMjvdL90y8/s72-c/566254924.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5250403057586849700</id><published>2009-06-26T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:30:55.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop! Emo time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHJINuB-I/AAAAAAAAARI/80b5FeGndPo/s1600-h/P1010974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHJINuB-I/AAAAAAAAARI/80b5FeGndPo/s320/P1010974.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351550848116590562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIy14RnI/AAAAAAAAARA/-F-jn2BUCvY/s1600-h/P1010969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIy14RnI/AAAAAAAAARA/-F-jn2BUCvY/s320/P1010969.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351550842379454066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIg8Uh6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YTdD3xKjA7A/s1600-h/P1010966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIg8Uh6I/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YTdD3xKjA7A/s320/P1010966.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351550837574633378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIYP729I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2K2p0lA7PVg/s1600-h/P1010957.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIYP729I/AAAAAAAAAQw/2K2p0lA7PVg/s320/P1010957.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351550835240983506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIKdnyRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mhpdccWRY8s/s1600-h/P1010956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHIKdnyRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/mhpdccWRY8s/s320/P1010956.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351550831540291858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF3RJnyaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ofOGdi20DiM/s1600-h/P1010963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF3RJnyaI/AAAAAAAAAQg/ofOGdi20DiM/s320/P1010963.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351549441766050210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF3Iul9oI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KAM2_2LrABg/s1600-h/P1010953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF3Iul9oI/AAAAAAAAAQY/KAM2_2LrABg/s320/P1010953.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351549439505200770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2v7Vo5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ikqhla-vOwQ/s1600-h/P1010947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2v7Vo5I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ikqhla-vOwQ/s320/P1010947.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351549432847770514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2eoYEUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jKCWZaPKwYs/s1600-h/P1010939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2eoYEUI/AAAAAAAAAQI/jKCWZaPKwYs/s320/P1010939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351549428204835138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2MqF7yI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Nf4mjt0sLuY/s1600-h/P1010933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSF2MqF7yI/AAAAAAAAAQA/Nf4mjt0sLuY/s320/P1010933.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351549423380197154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo SPAM!! It's ok if you wanna laugh, I laugh sometimes too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5250403057586849700?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5250403057586849700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5250403057586849700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/stop-emo-time.html' title='Stop! Emo time!'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SkSHJINuB-I/AAAAAAAAARI/80b5FeGndPo/s72-c/P1010974.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6605641417930943060</id><published>2009-06-25T01:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:44:22.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lido Speedo</title><content type='html'>Yoz, see I so good, immediately went to blogging. APPRECIATE IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BREAK-&lt;br /&gt;So, went to Lot One today to wait for mah Malay peeps. In the end only got me, Irwan, Shah, Dell, Ameera and Ezzati. So.. little. And Irwan came super late. Damn him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;IRWAN IF YOU'RE READING THIS YOU SUCK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Moving on. We were supposed to go to Far East Plaza there and watch movie. So we took the bus, and Shah, Irwan and me complained about the MOE and it's move to withhold the extension of our 1 week extra school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The following contains vulgarities on an insane scale. Skip if you're queasy about bad language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHAT THE FUCKING HELL. SERIOUSLY. H1N1 HAS HIT 194 CASES, ALMOST 200. THEY STILL WANT US TO GO TO SCHOOL, WHERE WE CAN POSSIBLY BE INFECTED BY 500+ PEOPLE? NI NA BEI. JI BAI SIA. KIASU OR WHAT? IT'S JUST A MATTER OF TIME BEFORE THE ENTIRE SCHOOL GETS INFECTED, AND THEN IT WILL SHOOT UP. BLOODY HELL. KA NI NA BU CHAO CHEE BYE.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew. That was long. ANYWAYS, went to Cineleisure to watch Drag Me to Hell, but the closest time was 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5 when we entered the cinemas. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we walked to Lido instead, took photos, see pretty girls.. you know. What a typical guy does. So we arrived there, closest time was 7.10 pm. Reached at around 6. Ate and stuff and finally watched the movie. Sat between Ameera and the cold, unfriendly wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the wall hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I was kinda scared, while Ameera was frightened to the core. Then got 4 gay guys. FOUR. Laughing at the cinema when the gross parts come up. What the hell man, I keep seeing homos. Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walked some more, followed Shah to go to Bugis and buy his stuff. Saw the sex shop. Again. It's changed already though. &lt;b&gt;MOVING ON&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the train, just talked about some stuff which I can't remember. Sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I'm going off now. Go out tomorrow. Haha, bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6605641417930943060?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6605641417930943060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6605641417930943060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/lido-speedo.html' title='Lido Speedo'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8354076884958560113</id><published>2009-06-24T14:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:26:05.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T:ROTF</title><content type='html'>Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen rocks. Why? Cos I watched it yesterday. I know some of you may be saying,&lt;br /&gt;"But Iman, TROTF came out today!"&lt;br /&gt;Sneak peeks baby! Haha. But arrogance aside, &lt;s&gt;There's a bird pecking outside my window&lt;/s&gt; T:ROTF is a really good movie. The starting is kinda slow, with a lot of humping and too many sexy women.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not cool. But then, just when you get sick of all the chio bu's in the starting of the movie, the action begins and hilarity ensues. I don't know how Mr. Bay does it, but he manages to balance action and humour in one successful package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out T:ROTF when you got the time/money/friends/family. It'll be pwnsome. The movie is 1 and 1/2 hr long. It's worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall.. You can skip this if you want to..&lt;br /&gt;Action: 5/5-lots of shooty shooty bang bang kaboom.&lt;br /&gt;Humour: 4/5-Tazer, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Length: 5/5-just nice&lt;br /&gt;Performance: 5/5-Actors/Actresses were top notch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I'd give it a.. 5/5 movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;OPTIMUS PRIME FREAKING ROCKS. DUAL PLASMA SWORDS BABEH!&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Break--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later going to Far East with all my Malay brothas... Haha watch this space, I'll give you fans a double post on the same day. APPRECIATE IT. &gt;.&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8354076884958560113?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8354076884958560113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8354076884958560113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/trotf.html' title='T:ROTF'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6810333036234811971</id><published>2009-06-23T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T20:55:16.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepinkk,</title><content type='html'>Sleep&lt;br /&gt;Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha yesterday went to Iffah's house for sleepover. Fun Fun! Tinkered with her webcam on her new laptop. Hm, Fatin also came ystd. We screwed with the webcam along with Dell haha. Then Fatin go kiss me in front of Sher. KNNB. Damn paiseh ah, some more Sher still can ask us to kiss more kiss more. Ni na bei haha! Bao bei I miss eu... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL AMANDA ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, going crazy already.. Anyways, finally finished the stoopid pile of homework, AND I CANT BELIEVE THAT HOLS NOT EXTENDED. SOME MORE CFN POSTPONE.&lt;br /&gt;KA&lt;br /&gt;NI&lt;br /&gt;NA&lt;br /&gt;BU&lt;br /&gt;CHAO&lt;br /&gt;CHEEEECKEN!!!! HMPH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BREAK---&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to follow Dell and Fah² to Palm Gardens and swim. But didn't cos' I was too layzee.. I SLEPT AT 7+ AM SIA. SOOPER TIRED! Dell is so mad at me..&lt;br /&gt;SORRY DELL!! &gt;.&lt;''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--BreaK--&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow go Far East with all the Malay N/A.. and some ex NA's.. hmm..it'll be a blast! Wonder what I should wear... Oh well, w/e. Pakai sembarang sua. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kk, gonna go do some random acts of stupidity. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoxO,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;KynG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6810333036234811971?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6810333036234811971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6810333036234811971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/sleepinkk.html' title='Sleepinkk,'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-2559058451241440030</id><published>2009-06-22T00:54:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T01:34:29.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Granite Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/Sj5vAXHeyuI/AAAAAAAAAP4/H7oAHRcu0Xc/s1600-h/P1010928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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ROFL they grow up so fast..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha ok, pix will be postponed til' tomorrow. Cos I've got something to say. It's about Maple. And sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;b&gt;DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDERAGED, OR FEEL SICK WHEN TALKING ABOUT SEXUAL THINGS&lt;/b&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, for those of you who play Maple, check this Guild out. It's called: nehnehpua&lt;br /&gt;To the chinese-uneducated, it means..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boobs burst. Yeah, I know. I ROFL-ed when I heard it.&lt;br /&gt;If you thought that was funny, you've never even seen the ranks. The ranks are.. from the best to the most noob..it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dua Liap. Means very big and round. Example?&lt;br /&gt;Woah, ni mama nehneh si bei dua liap. Your mum's breasts are very big/round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isap. Suck in malay. Example?&lt;br /&gt;'Sap 'nek la babi. Suck cock la pig.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durex. Condom brand. 'Nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 inches. A measurement. &lt;br /&gt;5 inches is about 13 cm? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A' cup. Breast size. &lt;br /&gt;Do I even need to elaborate? -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHY, IN DERRICK'S WORDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MAPLE SHOULD BE RATED R21, with people like these flooding the Maple world. MAPLE AND SEX DON'T MIX.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK, signing off soon. But before I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Twilight fans,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDWARD &lt;s&gt;CULLEN&lt;/s&gt;CUNTFACE SUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;KynG&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-4663885039126193202?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4663885039126193202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/4663885039126193202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/maplefag.html' title='MapleFAG'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8991375462603845914</id><published>2009-06-14T17:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T17:39:51.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disco NiiteLiites</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday to my cousin Iffah! Haha 15 already, must act more of your age tau! Haha klau tak, nanti kau kene eh! xPP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KK, uploaded my pulau ubin pix at my FB= Facebook acc. Imma upload to my bloggie later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procrastination is so awesome. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUAHAHAHAHA. Yeah, short post. NOT TO WORRY! I'm gonna pic spam this blog later on. I dunno when "later on" is, but..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER ON OKAY?!?! -.-''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8991375462603845914?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8991375462603845914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8991375462603845914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/disco-niiteliites.html' title='Disco NiiteLiites'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7530417086894250463</id><published>2009-06-09T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:34:11.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Murals</title><content type='html'>Today went to school to paint a mural WHICH IS NOT AT THE SCHOOL HALL. WHAT THE HELL SEH. Say at the school hall in the end never. Lame. But lucky la, cos if it really was at the school hall, we'd be screwed, cos our art really looked like diarrhoea.&lt;br /&gt;Haha the mural painting started at 10 am. I went to school at 1pm. Hehe zai kia right? I'm such an overachiever. Lasted 'til 5-ish, then went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow go Pulau Ubin with family and Iffah. Which reminds me, when is the class outing hm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-June? Hope can go, cos I really wanna. And please, please don't let it be Sentosa, but if seriously no options, then I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I'm with my friends, it's all cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND &lt;b&gt;ILY&lt;/b&gt; SYIQIN! TOMBOYS ARE &lt;u&gt;TOTALLY&lt;/u&gt; HOT! HAHA AND WE GOT &lt;b&gt;CHEMISTRY!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7530417086894250463?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7530417086894250463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7530417086894250463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/murals.html' title='Murals'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-12693592597844892</id><published>2009-06-06T14:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T15:05:39.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SYF</title><content type='html'>NUUUU!!! I NEVER GO SYF!!! RAWR!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got legal excuse. Father birthday hor! Haha happy b'day daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still, I NEVER GO SYF!!!! Z. Nevermind la, still can go other school one. COUGHRIVERVALLEYCOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="140" width="200"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NUBwDtWAmk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9NUBwDtWAmk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="200" height="140"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love with Black Violin.. sighs... amazing, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm.. feel like dyeing my hair.. but not permanent one la, I'm a good boy ok? I think I'd dye my tails.. either azure blue or blood red..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What d'you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-12693592597844892?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/12693592597844892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/12693592597844892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/06/syf.html' title='SYF'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6880353109355565811</id><published>2009-05-30T21:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:22:33.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auntie, ROTI BOYAN. NOW!</title><content type='html'>Yoz! Back to blogging! Hahas, tio force lor... Zz.. OKOK, w/e, let's move on shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26th May, went to stadium at night to play hide and seek with Jerald, Kelvin, Zahri and Jones. Don't ask me how old I am. Hide and seek is a classic game. If you've never played it before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no childhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we played 'til 8.30-ish and we were about to go home, when Jones saw a stunt bike. Which had no lock. So I took it home. I have it with me now. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Edit 29th May-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the owner of the bike saw my brother playing, and he wants it back. However he needs to have some sort of evidence that the bike I "took without permission" COUGHSTOLECOUGH was his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have the most shit luck the universe has ever witnessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Moving On-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28th May, celebrated my brother's birthday. Went to Delifrance ( cos French food owns ) and the bill was $104. NICE. Had spaghetti and a brownie with vanilla ice-cream as dessert. Yummy [=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY 13th BROTHA!! Also, went to PlayCraft and helped to vacuum/mop the floor. Played DJ Max 3 A.K.A. Clazziquai with the speakers. Total audio euphoria to the max!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Continuing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my exam results shown. I've improved, "greatly". Pass 3 fail 3, compared to last term, where I passed 2 failed 4. Uber pwnage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL MY MATH SA1 19%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm an overachiever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English SA1 70%, and the rest is mediocre. Zz. Hope I graduate from Platinum Study Group. Sheesh. But the PTM itself wasn't that bad la, 'cher said that if I improved on my Math, I can get to Sec 5 and take my 'O' lvl. Which I really want right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I LOST MY EZ-LINK CARD. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why I didn't come for the BBQ for PEARLS Programme students. Haizz. Nevermind la, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT SEC 3NA BBQ!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine how it would be like. LOL. Getting kinda giddy hahas. This is one of those times where I'm kinda glad I'm NA. Cos there's only 2 of us, and we're kinda close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha they're my second family hor! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-BlaBlaBlaBlaBla-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish, falling in love again. Haizz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Falling in love hurts when you land.&lt;/i&gt; Go buy parachute next time better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June hols are here. But I'm not in the mood.. hm.. I wonder why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Thursday, 3G went ballistic when they left the class. Shouts were heard all over the place. When 3H left the class, it was a quiet affair. Hm. It was like nobody was actually ready for the holidays. They don't want to leave the school behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it the school they're leaving, or their friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I leave the answers up to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, have a great June holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sayonara&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;LOLKing&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6880353109355565811?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6880353109355565811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6880353109355565811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/auntie-roti-boyan-now.html' title='Auntie, ROTI BOYAN. NOW!'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1289789725240727300</id><published>2009-05-19T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:05:40.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploration</title><content type='html'>Went to Republic Polytechnic today, for the Adventure Half-Day camp. Lol. It was awesome I tell you. ESPECIALLY THE TIGHT ROPE. Wa that one can go fly without wings. See ah,  we were suspended about two or three ( probably three ) stories above ground. After that we are to move between obstacle to obstacle. The only thing that prevented us from being a little &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; dot is due to the safety rope. A small, pathetic 1.5 metre rope will prevent us from falling three stories down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, that doesn't actually console me.. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet, I was the first to go. Wo shi nan ren ( pun not intended ), after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stage was okay. Not too bad. There were logs that you could hold onto for support, and the platforms were not too small to balance and walk to the next stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second stage was a breeze. A massive web of ropes, you just need to slowly shimmy to the other side of the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd stage was kinda okay. There was a bridge that was roughly a metre long. Just need to walk to the end of the bridge. There were four punching bags that you can hold onto for support, but you also have to move it out of the way to keep moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th stage is &lt;b&gt;HELL&lt;/b&gt;. It's just like the 3rd stage. It's just that the bridge is a single rope whose diameter is less than &lt;b&gt;ONE&lt;/b&gt; of Hwa Tiang's shoes. And the punching bags?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replaced with 4 ropes, each 2 metres away from each other. But it would slowly be closer and closer la, til' it's about arms length.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone hated that stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th stage was slightly difficult, because the only support you have is your safety rope. The platform was made up of a single large log, and you have to walk across it. It's okay la, not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then got one more game for us, but that one is slightly less fun than the 5-obstacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that slacked a bit, then took a a scheduled bus to Kranji and walked home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Lilian hum ji-ed out of the 4th stage. The &lt;b&gt;HELL&lt;/b&gt; one. She cried halfway through , then she sat there and cried. One of the facilitator's had to &lt;b&gt;DRAG&lt;/b&gt; her out of the obstacle. Z.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for next Wed, cos we all later going to "East Coast" ( that's what Shah says ) for BBQ. After school, we chiong to Choa Chu Kang Control Station and meet there at 3 pm sharp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I won't be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HATE MS LOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DISCIPLINARY ONE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1289789725240727300?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1289789725240727300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1289789725240727300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/exploration.html' title='Exploration'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5794872894016832809</id><published>2009-05-17T20:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:47:25.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expectations</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Yoz&lt;/span&gt;! Back to blogging! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; sorry for the late post, was busy with playing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt; and computer. Some more got exams. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paiseh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KK&lt;/span&gt;, I got my results already for English and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For English, I got highest marks for compo. 25/30. For Paper 2, I got 56/80. Shit score. I wanna aim 65 and above for end of year. Must buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics was a let-down. I got 30-half upon 50. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Haizz&lt;/span&gt;. Why I never get 40 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;... or at least a 35? Stupid paper. Stupid me. End of year must improve. Like mad. But it's okay la, compared to my class' results, it's quite good. But still,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can improve. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Haiz&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG WITH THESE MARKS I HOPE I CAN GRADUATE FROM PLATINUM MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;BreaK&lt;/span&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;, got this one speaker come our school. She &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;vely&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;chio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;seh&lt;/span&gt;. I think she mixed blood. Anyways, the teacher talked about image la. How to present ourselves confidently and all that. Then there's this part called&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Image Buster"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means that the peoples' view of you will be lower if you do something. That "something" is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad breath, body odour, foul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;language&lt;/span&gt; and one more I forgot. Then there was quiz time ( standard ), the question was,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Name two types of image busters"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I raised my hand, she came to me, and I said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Foul language"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; shot me a sarcastic remark, and I'm like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shut up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEN I GAVE HIM THE MIDDLE FINGER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;FCUK&lt;/span&gt; I TELL YOU. SUPER &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;PAISEH&lt;/span&gt; LIKE CRAZY MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;i&gt;so much for foul language..&lt;/i&gt;. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I got a moisturiser for myself now, cos I answered that question truthfully. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;. But still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Middle finger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Haizz&lt;/span&gt;.... so embarrassing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5794872894016832809?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5794872894016832809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5794872894016832809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/expectations.html' title='Expectations'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-406884948663640669</id><published>2009-05-13T09:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T10:14:10.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Yeah, all exams are finally over. Finally man. Now I can fly already, by playing games 24/7. Haha. Some more no school man. Shiok! I can die in peace. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Out of the frying pan, and into the fire&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;-- An idiom. Check out what it means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What? Don't look at me like that, what do you think I am, a walking dicktionary?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, out of the frying pan and into the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are over and now the only thing(s) standing between us and total world domination is...yeah... you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;RESULTS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God have mercy on our souls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you guyz/gurlz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I fail my English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I....&lt;br /&gt;Will...&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;KILLEVERYONEONEARTHESPECIALLYLILIANANDTHEFREAKINGMOE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S ( not paiseh, that's PS ), a lot of things happened during my short break and I kinda forgot some of them. But I'll recollect what I've remembered and type it down for you. Ain't I nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------YESTERDAY------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played soccer at Jerald's house. We played at the badminton court there, then it started to rain, so we played indoors. Even though it had a NO-PLAYING SOCCER SIGN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, a few minutes ago, a family of 5 were playing soccer at the SAME PLACE. They made a hell of a lot of noise, cos their kids were lower primary and you know how they could be when they're high...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the family left, we took over. And we played for a while. Hell, we didn't even shout or scream or ram the balls on the walls. We made &lt;b&gt;VERY LITTLE NOISE&lt;/b&gt; compared to the family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEN THE UNCLE COME SIA. HE THREATENED TO CALL THE POLICE IF WE PLAYED THERE AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol I remember the last time the uncle called the police. Haha we ran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, Yew Tee community centre? Yes, I have a band of delinquets playing soccer down at my block and they are creating quite a ruckus and are vandalising the walls. Could you please come down here and apprehend them? I live at Block 614." *he didn't say his unit. Hum ji dog.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol then we ran. He also ran, and he caught up with Daryl. Zzz. Daryl's freaking gay man. The guy go grab him, why he ( daryl ) never fight back? Idiot sia he. If I were him, I'd gladly rain punches on that guy's pathethic body. Then I'll kick his balls for good measure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz, but whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that the uncle came when WE were playing, and not when the family was playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How biased can he be? He's a perv. Everytime spy at us. What the hell, screw it, next time we play soccer at ANYWHERE and he comes to BxTCH about us, we're gonna steal his handphone, delete every single contact and break it apart for good measure. If he whacks us, I don't mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 vs 1, you tell me who win?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being the hum ji that he is, he's gonna go home with his tail tucked between his legs. Dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Jerald's words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;He's a motherfcking son of a ni na bei.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-406884948663640669?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/406884948663640669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/406884948663640669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-839068790490565548</id><published>2009-05-07T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:40:18.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone</title><content type='html'>There's so many anti-emo people. Embrace the darkness within your hearts. It's sensational. Give up on life, because you and I both know it's useless to fight back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lose yourself in your iNSanITy and welcome it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misery loves company after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-839068790490565548?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/839068790490565548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/839068790490565548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/gone_07.html' title='Gone'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-747982634549771015</id><published>2009-05-05T13:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T17:24:03.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illusions of grandeur</title><content type='html'>I can't imagine my friends growing up. It's hard. Imagine Derrick working full time at an engineering shop. Or perhaps Cedric coaching a basketball team. Maybe Daryl's a teacher perhaps? Or Jerald being a banker. He was one with money after all. Imagine all of us being successful in life. How would it look like? To be in our prime of youth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We grow white hair. Wrinkles. We grow old. Our bones would be brittle and weak, and we laugh less and less. Eventually we stop laughing and smiling. Our hearts would be cold as ice, and happiness would cease to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, we would leave this place. Our friends and family will leave us. Alone. Broken-hearted. I pity the person who would die last amongst his group of friends. Kelvin dies. Chow Seng dies. Zahri dies. Jerald dies. Wei Seng dies. And then I'm left. The only person from 3H that still exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then death comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I die slowly and painfully. No one to hold my hand. No one to love me. No one to miss me. I'm surrounded by the silent whispers of people forgotten in time. No crying faces from my family. No sad smiles from my friends. Just me. All alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no one would miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-747982634549771015?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/747982634549771015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/747982634549771015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/illusions-of-grandeur.html' title='Illusions of grandeur'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3918152617085486909</id><published>2009-05-01T15:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:55:10.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Loveless</title><content type='html'>I see a couple holding hands, walking down the street.&lt;br /&gt;[ pretty ]&lt;br /&gt;I see a couple holding hands, kissing, and walking down the street.[ sweet ]&lt;br /&gt;I see a couple holding hands, kissing, and they don't watch the road. [ inevitable ]&lt;br /&gt;I see a couple holding hands, kissing, and a car comes.&lt;br /&gt;[ beautiful ]&lt;br /&gt;I see a couple holding hands, kissing, and the driver's drunk. [ exhilarating ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're on the floor now, surrounded by on-lookers who stare, and don't do anything.&lt;br /&gt;They're on the floor now, and their deaths echoes of broken promises and a future gone.&lt;br /&gt;They're on the floor now, and blood seeps into the road and the tar.&lt;br /&gt;They're on the floor now, unmoving. And yet....&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;They're still holding hands.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3918152617085486909?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3918152617085486909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3918152617085486909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/05/loveless.html' title='Loveless'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7343183113472911130</id><published>2009-04-30T15:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T15:55:55.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solitude</title><content type='html'>It's quiet here. Always has been. My mind's empty. A blank canvas, waiting for the artist to come and beautify the &lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #ffff00"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a mad world, only the mad are truly sane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------XxXxXxXx-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back after an 8-day hiatus. Sorry, life's been hectic and as always, I feel the will to blog slowly fading away. :/&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I won't update on what has happened to me yet. Just feel kinda emo-ish. Haha, I have my period on. xP&lt;br /&gt;Gonna sign off with a little thought provoking question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------XxXxXxXxX--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do bad things happen to good people?&lt;br /&gt;Why do good things happen to bad people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Life can be a jerk. What do you do when Life happens to bite your ass? Do you bawl your eyes out? Unleash your anger on a hapless fool? Or do you simply not care?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd take the last option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Derrick's words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I don't give a flying fcuk.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7343183113472911130?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7343183113472911130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7343183113472911130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/solitude.html' title='Solitude'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8684873020101739052</id><published>2009-04-21T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:11:46.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phantasmagoria</title><content type='html'>Man that's a mouthful. Haha phantasmagoria...kinda tastes unique doesn't it? Makes my tongue feel all slippery. Hehe my favourite word!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna get a quick summary of a few past events that I'm too lazy to update. ZZZ GOMEN NASAI YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, last Thursday kicked some balls with Jerald, Jones, Chow Seng, Kelvin and Zahri. We played full court. Damn tiring but super fun. Gonna play soon when &lt;s&gt;Hell&lt;/s&gt; MYE over. All of us ran one entire soccer field that's longer than our school field to chase one ball. Some more Chow Seng ran after the ball like crazy and I had to keep up with him. I tell you, he's unbelievable. He's got like, infinite stamina. Me and him chased after the ball, then he pushed me. So I pushed back. Since I was physically stronger than him, and ran faster than him, physics happened and Chow Seng was sent &lt;b&gt;LITERALLY&lt;/b&gt; FLYING through the air, before he landed ON THE BALL. He rolled, and twitched on the floor for a while before he gave a soft&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ooh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA THEN THE JERALD AND KELVIN LAUGHING TIL THEY LITERALLY ROFL MAN!! SUPER HILARIOUS TO THE CORE! Then while I was laughing, I looked at Chow Seng and said this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OMG Chow Seng I'm so sorry..BUT THAT WAS FUCKING FUNNY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ALL OF US BURSTED INTO LAUGHTER HAHA..... haizz...treasured memories teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slacked a bit and listened to a few songs..then went home, took a shower and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday had another freaking awesome round of tuition. Rawks my socks man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;KEPALE CACTUS BETOL&lt;/b&gt;(only my tuitions mates would know hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ah on Sunday go Parkway Parade play the NX game..AKA Pump-It-Up. It's like Dance Dance Revolution (&lt;b&gt;WHICH SUCKS&lt;/b&gt;) but instead of the usual North South East West directions AKA Up Down Left Right, it's actually diagonal plus an extra center step button. And IMHO*, NX is &lt;b&gt;LIGHTYEARS&lt;/b&gt; BETTER THAN DDR*!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me and a couple friends played and played til' one of them had to go, so we left. :D&lt;br /&gt;When MYE over, I'm gonna break my legs when I'm playing the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think that's it for today. Oh and MYE coming up. Shoot. 2.4 km also tomorrow. Sad. I wan get at least 9 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and my standing broad jump I want to reach 250cm. Wa lao my previous jump was short of 9 cm man! 9 &lt;b&gt;BLOODY CM&lt;/b&gt; I TELL YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T_T. sad face. I WANNA BEAT GABRIEL!!!&lt;br /&gt;xDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8684873020101739052?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8684873020101739052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8684873020101739052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/phantasmagoria.html' title='Phantasmagoria'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-2866111283413026376</id><published>2009-04-14T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T21:45:36.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-Insert random title here-</title><content type='html'>Today what day? Oh right Tuesday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;b&gt;RANDOM!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Wakaka&lt;/span&gt;, today first period was PE! Wanted to play soccer, but then they all don't want. Bah. In the end play volleyball juggling and &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sepak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;takraw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt; OH and &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;IRWAN&lt;/span&gt; SUCKS AT &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;SEPAK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;TAKRAW&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then IT lesson slacked, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;busted&lt;/span&gt; my ear drums listening to rave/techno/trance and some other songs. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;--MY TRADEMARK! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;DONT&lt;/span&gt; STEAL! x]]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after IT was..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt; I think. That one can relax la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;, just now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; and Brent sleeping I go disturb them &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;...I go whisper to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Chun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Hao&lt;/span&gt; you suck my balls. Silence means consent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he go show middle finger &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. I go disturb Brent and received same results &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that recess saw Crystal's gang but didn't do anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;hahas&lt;/span&gt;. After that the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;FBT&lt;/span&gt; gang go celebrate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;MXMH&lt;/span&gt; birthday. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;Hehe&lt;/span&gt; they had to wear the lame hats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;ROFLMAO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go 3F for fun joy peace and laughter :) Talked with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;LJ&lt;/span&gt; and slacked a bit, but had to go cos he got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;prefectorial&lt;/span&gt; duties and shit. Ugh, damn. I actually wanted to sleep at 3F, but they had &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Physix&lt;/span&gt; test. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;Feck&lt;/span&gt; la. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Haizzz&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recess was S.S, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Mdm&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Teo&lt;/span&gt; never came, so cause &lt;b&gt;MAYHEM!!!&lt;/b&gt; but the teacher like so..boring.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;Haizz&lt;/span&gt;.. killjoy. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English felt like sleeping, but can't sleep. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Physix&lt;/span&gt; wanna sleep, but no mood. M.T. you sleep you die. So forced to open my eyes for 6 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;freakin&lt;/span&gt; periods. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;Wth&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;manzxz&lt;/span&gt;... but then came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PLATINUM STUDY GROUP!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt; some more Tuesday even week is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Loh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;Keoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Loh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Keoh&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Ang&lt;/span&gt; Mo &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Kio&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;/s&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to grab a bite at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Minimart&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;VITAMILK&lt;/span&gt; ROCKS. *ahem* Benjamin ate his noodles, I ate my biscuits, HT ate something and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;Redha&lt;/span&gt; ate &lt;b&gt;everything&lt;/b&gt;. He's a bloody vacuum cleaner I tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see it, now you don't. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Redha&lt;/span&gt; does that to food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;...imagine if you were food. What would happen hm? Imagine if you lived your life as a Fruity &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Mentos&lt;/span&gt;..hm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;OhMyGod&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;Redha's&lt;/span&gt; gonna eat me..!!*&lt;br /&gt;*Gasp, he's gonna eat Strawberry Sam!*&lt;br /&gt;*Don't worry, Grape Gary is here to save you Sam!*&lt;br /&gt;*Oh &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56"&gt;noezzz&lt;/span&gt;, I'm heading towards the dark...it's wet, moist and warm in here!*&lt;br /&gt;*Whatever you do Sam, don't go towards the white light!*&lt;br /&gt;*But it's so bright...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRUNCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57"&gt;ACK&lt;/span&gt;!!!*&lt;br /&gt;*I TOLD YOU SO*&lt;br /&gt;*silence..*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58"&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59"&gt;Mentos&lt;/span&gt;. Or any other food for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Oh right, study group. Hm. Forgot what happened other than the fact that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60"&gt;Banu&lt;/span&gt; and Sherry were right outside the window, and that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61"&gt;JingTing&lt;/span&gt; wanted scissors and stapler. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62"&gt;Hmph&lt;/span&gt;. Pretty boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63"&gt;Nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, TOMORROW GOT PE AGAIN! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64"&gt;WOOTS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65"&gt;enis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66"&gt;nlargement&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kudos to my horny friend who shall not be named cos I pity his gay ass. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt; &lt;--TRADEMARK! x]]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-2866111283413026376?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2866111283413026376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/2866111283413026376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/insert-random-title-here.html' title='-Insert random title here-'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5755196047356809279</id><published>2009-04-11T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T23:22:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zodiac of SEX. LOLOLOLOLOL</title><content type='html'>Today woke up at 7 am just to go to Yew Tee park and shoot some hoops with Jerald. I actually wanted to skip Mendaki but against my better(or worser) judgement, I decided to go. I'm so guai, aren't I? And besides, got PTM some more. Sigh, wish there was STEP Class at Kranji, like Unity Primary. Gawd that was fun hahas. Miss 'em to bits and pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------XXXXXXXXXXXXX----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached Unity Sec like, 10 min late. But teacher was outside catering to the parents, so I kinda sneaked in. Lol I banged the side door cos' I was kinda daydreaming hahas. Rude awakening. We got a new member now. Dunno how to spell his name. xD &lt;--*my trademark*--]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------XXXXXXXXXXXXX-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crapped with friends for 2 and a quarter hours but Amira had to go. I think she's gonna die when she reaches home. Cos the sister was like, &lt;i&gt;effing&lt;/i&gt; PISSED AT her. Damn. Mercy, please?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh..hehe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Kate Fuchun k'pe&lt;/i&gt; (if u not malay u won't understand one xD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand how &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt; came about really. Ridz was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oi Ziq borrow handphone."&lt;br /&gt;"No porn inside la."&lt;br /&gt;"Got gay porn right?"&lt;br /&gt;"No la..don't have."&lt;br /&gt;"Haha, then got animal porn?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*BAM*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the guys (cept' for Nas, but we're gonna influence him sooner or later) talked about girls doing it with animals, and guys doing it with animals. And didja know, Ziq didn't know it was actually possible to copulate with another species. Lol man. And I can't believe I actually used the word '&lt;i&gt;copulate&lt;/i&gt;' haha. Damn I'm getting more like Nat. Lol. &lt;b&gt;UNDER THE INFLUENCE&lt;/b&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL and then the new guy, I think his name was Sollihin. xD Talked about the &lt;i&gt;different styles of sex&lt;/i&gt;. And I'm like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you read the &lt;b&gt;fucking&lt;/b&gt;(no pun intended) &lt;i&gt;KamaSutra&lt;/i&gt;?!!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL I'm surrounded by horny pervs hahas. OMG I'm a perv myself, but I'm not so horny one, so girls, relax.&lt;br /&gt;I won't do anything stupid. xD&lt;br /&gt;Well, except to Azmidah. LOL SHE WAS ASKING FOR IT THOUGH! Azmidah was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Iman fuck you *shows middle finger*&lt;br /&gt;Well, I would, but I didn't bring any condoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she was like, &lt;i&gt;flustered&lt;/i&gt; HAHA. I OWN! Next time wan talk secks with me, don't la. I'm gonna own you man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that the guys talk about all the different animal styles of sex. LOL DUNNO HOW AH, BUT ALL THE STYLES COME OUT... DUNNO WAD &lt;b&gt;CAT, LIZARD, DONKEY, HORSE, COW, DOG&lt;/b&gt; ALL COME OUT. What, you think this is a &lt;i&gt;freakin'&lt;/i&gt; Zodiac is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then teacher came back and we studied a bit of Congruency. Man I love that topic. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;CONGRUENCY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; RULES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Lot One playcraft..saw Glenndon..wanted $2 out of me, but I didn't have..spent it on bubble tea. xD DUI BU QI GLENNDON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked home and saw Farizul and Amarul, they were gonna play soccer. Saw Ms Audrey Lee and another 'cher walking outside school...went home and slept like a log. Well, like a retarded log.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4pm.&lt;br /&gt;4.05-6pm&lt;br /&gt;6.10-8pm.&lt;br /&gt;8.15-9.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fucking insomnia/ irregular sleeping habits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh. What do I have to do to get some &lt;i&gt;regular sleep&lt;/i&gt; around here? Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5755196047356809279?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5755196047356809279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5755196047356809279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/zodiac-of-sex-lololololol.html' title='Zodiac of SEX. LOLOLOLOLOL'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8888780867819157400</id><published>2009-04-09T16:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T19:12:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Liquified Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vfzMd5caEo"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4vfzMd5caEo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJ Liquid-Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;verse one&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went by so quickly&lt;br /&gt;You were only seventeen&lt;br /&gt;When you left you took a part of me&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your time&lt;br /&gt;You went away and you'll see the days all fading tonight&lt;br /&gt;She'll be alright I know it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now I've got an angel watchin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;verse two&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time went by so quickly&lt;br /&gt;You were only seventeen&lt;br /&gt;When you left you took a part of me&lt;br /&gt;Took so much for granted&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me can you see?&lt;br /&gt;Cuz something's makin' me believe&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your time&lt;br /&gt;You went away and you'll see the days all fading tonight&lt;br /&gt;She'll be alright I know it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now I've got an angel watchin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your time&lt;br /&gt;You went away and you'll see the days all fading tonight&lt;br /&gt;She'll be alright I know it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz now I've got an angel watchin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me faith, give me hope&lt;br /&gt;Give me faith, give me hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;bridge&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been searching for&lt;br /&gt;The truth that lies behind the door&lt;br /&gt;You found&lt;br /&gt;Do you keep your man?&lt;br /&gt;Is it all the same in your new world?&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;chorus until fades&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your time&lt;br /&gt;You went away and you'll see the days all fading tonight&lt;br /&gt;She'll be alright I know it&lt;br /&gt;Cuz I've got an angel watchin' me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Shining by the stars)(i know you're not by far)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;R&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;ave&lt;/u&gt; &lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;hild&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8888780867819157400?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8888780867819157400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8888780867819157400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/liquidangel.html' title='Liquified Angels'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7822924412760614646</id><published>2009-04-08T20:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:45:18.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RaYve Child</title><content type='html'>Lol getting rave madness now. Haha too much techno/trance/tecktonik.. but no rave. Sad. Am I the only RAVER IN KRANJI?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please be no. I don't wanna be alone hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---BREAK!-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways today Sports Day...ZZZ...you know, I find the situation stupid. Because you see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We're not runnning&lt;/i&gt;. It's only a select few that's chosen from the Heats that gets to run. And yet, why do we have to wake up at 6 in the freakin morning, just to watch an event where we will never participate? It's bloody stoopid I tell you. Waste time only. Eh...whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best part of Sports Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheering competition. xP But shit man, &lt;b&gt;Night&lt;/b&gt;HawX got 2nd position. Feck man. Nevermind, we will stand victorious next year! Oh and we &lt;i&gt;ponteng&lt;/i&gt; the start of the Sports Day haha. We all play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not telling who 'we' are. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm addicted to trance/techno/tecktonik/&lt;b&gt;RAVE!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----BreaK!-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caught up with Jasmine, Crystal, LuYi, Natalie and Wan Ping today. Chatted a bit about Jasmine's movie invitation thingy, but she turned down my offer. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was so pumped(DERRICK DONT SAY IT) to go. Sigh. Oh well, nevermind. Can wait for three-hundred and sixty-five more days. Almost an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------bREAk---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought a gift(finally) for her and LuYi at ActionCity. Lols, but I still prefer MoreThanWords though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZzZz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going now, oh, earth hour 09 pix?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOO EFFING LAZY TO UPLOAD. When somebody forces me to upload, I'll do it. But now I'm just content on letting the wind take me to wherever it blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my legs propped up on the table, if it's possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relac one corner la eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----EDIT 090409-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scroll up. I said I bought a gift for Jasmine and Lu Yi right? Well, that in itself is pretty boring, but it's WHAT WE(me and Nicole) did that was stupendously funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier already wrapped the gift up. She checked the prices and everything, and then she gave me the gift la. And off I went. There's only one..teeny..weeny..problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey! Have you paid yet?!"&lt;br /&gt;*Checks wallet, still full of dough*&lt;br /&gt;"Oh shit...I'M SO SORRY!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cue hysterical laughter from Nicole and the Cashier, followed by insane blushing and embarrassment by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn that was fucking embarrassing. Then Nicole hit me on the head with one of those soft toys. And I hit her back with &lt;i&gt;ANOTHER&lt;/i&gt; soft toy. And then we had an &lt;b&gt;all-out fluffy fight&lt;/b&gt;. LOL right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking lame man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But &lt;b&gt;helluva&lt;/b&gt; funny moment right there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7822924412760614646?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7822924412760614646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7822924412760614646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/ra-y-ve-child.html' title='Ra&lt;b&gt;Y&lt;/b&gt;ve Child'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5512588585786713217</id><published>2009-04-07T19:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:58:54.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life=Death?</title><content type='html'>Ignore the stupid title. Random. Anyways I REALLY WANT TO UPLOAD MY EARTH HOUR 09 PIX...but feel so sian...Hell, I'm feeling sian just doing this particular post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah, Gotta flush it out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----BoredomKillsThe&lt;b&gt;Mind&lt;/b&gt;----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways this morning I woke up feeling like, pretty effing lazy. Cos tomorrow Sports Day, and I still have to go to one last session of Hell. Eff with a Capital F!!! ( doesn't that make no difference at all? )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------BreakMoreBreakMore--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up feeling like, pretty effing lazy and blablablablabla. Anyways I had 2...&lt;b&gt;TWO&lt;/b&gt; NOT ONE! BUT TWO! DOUBLE TROUBLE MAN!! teeth extracted. Yeah, I woke up to a wrong side of the morning. -.-''&lt;br /&gt;Bitched about the pain til' mid-recess. Helped people with their..stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, don't tell anyone, but I actually hid myself during SS. Let's just say that I found a perfect sleeping spot.&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell you. Besides, I probably would've told you already during school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------XxXxXxXxXxXxXx------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Lu Yi's birthday, followed by Jasmine's. OMGOD, I only knew of Lu Yi's birthday TODAY! Shit man, if I'd know earlier, I would've bought her something nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still preparing for Jasmine's birthday though. Wondering where we would go. And by 'we', I mean with her friends and with Ridzuan. And no,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I DO NOT LIKE JASMINE LIM JIA JIA&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just like, I dunnoe lar. I got no feelings for her lols. Always thought that she was the little sister I'd never have. Come on, can't I just lie to myself once? Give chance lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, I know what you readers would say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah, this guy..sure &lt;b&gt;GONE CASE&lt;/b&gt; for love one..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HOPELESS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5512588585786713217?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5512588585786713217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5512588585786713217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/lifedeath.html' title='Life=Death?'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3106296472099917099</id><published>2009-04-02T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T17:31:57.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~First breath~</title><content type='html'>You know, sometimes I wonder if I'm important to my friends. To my family. To all the people whose hearts I've touched. Then comes my birthday, and I get showered by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happy birthday Iman!"&lt;br /&gt;"Happy 15th Iman!"&lt;br /&gt;"Eh Iman you 15 already cannot gay anymore leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I think back, I smile like a retard and I'm flying without wings. My heart flutters like a bird and I get butterflies in my stomach. Sigh...paradise. Where I'm important, even though for one day. Then the next day they'll ignore me, but it's okay, cos they've cared for me during my birthday. The day of my birth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------XoXoXoXo------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can count the number of people who bought me a present, all on one hand. Yeah, it's that little. The reason I'm not a sourpuss during my birthday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People remembered. They cared. They still wished me a happy birthday, and that's all that matters. So what if you never bought me anything? I don't care. All I wanna hear is a few words about my birthday. After all, it's the thought that counts after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------=====---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most damn funniest and most unique birthday bash award goes toooo..........&lt;br /&gt;*Drumroll please*&lt;br /&gt;Iman!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I had a birthday bash today and yesterday! Damn funny man! The Chun Keat and Irwan held me down while Fahmi placed the rubbish bin lid on top of me. ~xD~&lt;br /&gt;Then Glenndon, Chun Keat, Irwan and some others ( too many people ) all came in and kicked the living shit out of me hahas. Then when I went down I was ROFP-rolling on the floor in pain- but they continued. Fucking Chun Keat kicked the living crap out of me ROFLMAO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But even though it had hurt like hell and me being owned by a &lt;b&gt;FUCKING&lt;/b&gt; rubbish bin LID, it was awesome. One of those memories I'll treasure forever... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------ThankYou--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank the people who'd wished me a very happy birthday. Note that the order does not count at all, so don't worry. All of you are equal in my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal, for wishing me a damn &lt;b&gt;PRELATED&lt;/b&gt; birthday hahas!&lt;br /&gt;Iffah, for sending me a damn long message about graduation and birthdays haha!&lt;br /&gt;Wan Yi, cos you're just cool!&lt;br /&gt;Timothy, cos you're just sexy!&lt;br /&gt;Scott, cos he's my EMO BROTHER FOR LIFE!&lt;br /&gt;Derrick, since he'll be my GAY PARTNER FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;My family, cos I love them to bits and pieces!&lt;br /&gt;3H, because they're forever in my hearts!&lt;br /&gt;3G, because they're awesome!&lt;br /&gt;Raymond, since he's my awesome bro!&lt;br /&gt;C.T., for wishing me a happy and random birthday hahas!&lt;br /&gt;Bella, cos even if I didn't know you that much, you still wished me happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;MY GRANDMOTHER, FOR ALWAYS BEING THERE FOR ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY COUSINS, COS THEY RAWK MY FUCKING SAWKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND TO ALL MY READERS AND THE REST, THANK YOU~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Because I can, and I will.~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Iman&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3106296472099917099?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3106296472099917099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3106296472099917099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-breath.html' title='~First breath~'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6987051792379257081</id><published>2009-03-31T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:47:01.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sodas</title><content type='html'>Cokes for cunts, pepsi's for pussies, Mug's for motherfuckers and Sprite for Shitheads. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so fucking bored hahas. Can't wait for tomorrow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME~&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SHIT I JUST REMEMBERED!!! BIRTHDAY BASH WA FUCK..KNN I DIE MAN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6987051792379257081?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6987051792379257081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6987051792379257081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/sodas.html' title='Sodas'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5649708247726835943</id><published>2009-03-30T19:27:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:03:36.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lurve-ed </title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SdCtGmgz9SI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxUhjX754MU/s1600-h/Girls_With_Guns_04_by_r4di0fly3r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318941488853546274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 139px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SdCtGmgz9SI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxUhjX754MU/s320/Girls_With_Guns_04_by_r4di0fly3r.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guns: Because somedays you just want to end it with &lt;i&gt;style&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;--------&lt;/shattered&gt;&lt;/broken&gt;---------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What is love? More importantly, why? Why do we love someone? What is the purpose of love? Why do we waste hours upon hours of time just to talk to somebody that's ''special''? Why do females ignore their lactose intolerance and accept their chocolatey gifts during Valentine's Day like it's the most creative gift that's ever been given to them? Why do we guys spend a shitload of money to book a seat at some high-end restaurant so that we can stare at our love's eyes, completely ignoring the fact that 20+ other couples are doing the exact same thing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love is a many spendored thing, and it's confusing as hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And yet, we are attracted to it, aren't we? I'm not in love, I'm in like. And it's weird, to see this affection. It's weird that, when you fail something, even though the entire class is supporting you, it only takes one person to lift your spirits? That one special person in your life who will be your ''forever''&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes I walk alone and I see these lovebirds&lt;b&gt;theymakemesick&lt;/b&gt;holding hand-in-hand, having a nice walk with their bf/gf. And I wonder to myself, what's it like to have a girlfriend? What's it like to feel that sense of ''completeness'' and unity?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seriously have no idea. No one does.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think I like it that way, to never know. &lt;i&gt;But it kills me inside slowly, festering and gnawing at my self-worth like a cancerous tumour, and I HATE IT.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To be, or not to be, that is the question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-Shakespeare-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5649708247726835943?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5649708247726835943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5649708247726835943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/lurve-ed.html' title='Lurve-ed &lt;/heartbroken&gt;'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SdCtGmgz9SI/AAAAAAAAAGY/cxUhjX754MU/s72-c/Girls_With_Guns_04_by_r4di0fly3r.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-3152407666204980582</id><published>2009-03-29T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:40:44.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CopyCat!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Read WY's blog and saw the Personality Drawing test. Gave it a shot, and this is what I drew, followed by the results.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318278073049605698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/Sc5RuuDe5kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WcnZ3Dide-4/s320/1jtx2S87a7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;You tend to pursue many different activities simultaneously. &lt;br /&gt;When misfortune does happen, it doesn't actually dishearten you all that much.You like following the rules and being objective.&lt;br /&gt;You are precise and meticulous, and like to evaluate decisions before making them.You have a sunny, cheerful disposition.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I bend the rules, never have an objective at all. I ain't precise or meticulous, and sometimes evaluate before I make decisions. Sunny, cheerful dispostion? Always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So it's &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; true.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-3152407666204980582?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3152407666204980582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/3152407666204980582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/copycat.html' title='CopyCat!'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/Sc5RuuDe5kI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/WcnZ3Dide-4/s72-c/1jtx2S87a7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5250506801627653230</id><published>2009-03-27T23:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T23:16:20.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='suicide'/><title type='text'>Lose yourself</title><content type='html'>Suicide:     The intentional taking of one's own life. Many dictionaries also note the &lt;a title="Metaphor" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Metaphor"&gt;metaphorical&lt;/a&gt; sense of "willful destruction of one's self-interest".&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide#cite_note-0"&gt;[1]&lt;/a&gt; Suicide may occur for a number of reasons, including &lt;a title="Depression (mood)" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depression_(mood)"&gt;depression&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Shame" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shame"&gt;shame&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Guilt" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guilt"&gt;guilt&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a title="Despair" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Despair"&gt;desperation&lt;/a&gt;, physical pain, emotional pressure, &lt;a title="Anxiety" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anxiety"&gt;anxiety&lt;/a&gt;, financial difficulties, or other undesirable situations. &lt;a title="World Health Organization" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/World_Health_Organization"&gt;The World Health Organization&lt;/a&gt; noted that over one million people commit suicide every year, and that it is one of the leading causes of death among teenagers and adults under 35.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide#cite_note-1"&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt; There are an estimated 10 to 20 million non-fatal attempted suicides every year worldwide.&lt;a title="" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Suicide#cite_note-2"&gt;[3]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm falling apart. I'm balancing on the knife's edge, and the parent-teacher meeting sent me over it. I'm falling, spinning out of control, into a vortex of death and destruction of my life. I don't wanna be like this. I wanna laugh, smile and be happy. I don't want to lose myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody. Anybody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Help me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5250506801627653230?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5250506801627653230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5250506801627653230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/suicidal.html' title='Lose yourself'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7910144405388994018</id><published>2009-03-26T19:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T19:20:38.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Illness</title><content type='html'>I'm sick of this. Sick of waking up, to the same breakfast. Sick of walking to school, to meet my "friends" whom I'll never see again for the rest of my life after I've finished my education. Sick of the teachers, the homework, the bullies. The whole insipid idea of "going to school" makes me want to crawl to a corner and die. I'm sick of seeing the same faces all over again. Sick of the gay I've to endure with Derrick. Sick of the 'emo' I've had to put up with Scott. I'm so tired of hearing the same bell over and over again. It makes me jittery. It makes me insane. I'm gonna snap if I have to endure every single piece of this shit I call my life. I see you everyday, all of you. I'm tired of it. I just wanna die. I just wanna lose myself in my insanity, to the whispers in my mind, telling me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;let go&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and let it all out. No one cares. Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I see you. I see you in my life and it's worth the suffering. I see you happy and laughing and I laugh to myself, while all around me I'm getting put down with insults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Iman, you're so gay."&lt;br /&gt;"Fuck off you gay."&lt;br /&gt;"Is he gay?"&lt;br /&gt;"Don't touch me!"&lt;br /&gt;"Look at him. Thinks he's so pretty. What a fucking gay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They think I can't hear them. I hear them all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've to endure all this, just to see someone in my life for a few, fucking, SECONDS. It's not even a minute and you leave me alone, with all the stares and the looks. I've seen the way my "friends" see me. I don't care. I've stopped caring. All I want is to see your face once more, before I finally leave this forsaken place and lock myself from the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7910144405388994018?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7910144405388994018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7910144405388994018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/illness.html' title='Illness'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7100663406398613884</id><published>2009-03-25T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T14:19:28.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I fecking own you.</title><content type='html'>Got our oral &lt;s&gt;sex&lt;/s&gt; exam results yesterday. Hehe so happy I am. Why?&lt;br /&gt;34/40. WOOT. A1 Baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then My Fav. Sexy, Banu had to beat me. Wth man, she got 35/40. DAMNIT. 2nd highest..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't do ''seconds'' alright? Content being first. xD All the way hahas.&lt;br /&gt;--------BeJealous----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked/chatted with Banu and Cat yesterday and the day before. xD I'm like, &lt;i&gt;so five minutes ago&lt;/i&gt;, aren't I? xD Talked alot of things, from playing 20 questions with Cat, to talking about how Banu is black. It's weird, that you can talk everything and yet nothing to girls. Unlike us &lt;i&gt;hawt&lt;/i&gt; boys, we can't talk openly about secks, dicks, cunts, or anything in between. So there's this, like barrier? I dunno. The only thing I do know is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cat would totally date Yu Hui if she was a boy,&lt;br /&gt;I would date XhunXeat if I were a girl.. &lt;b&gt;WHICH I'M NOT, BTW&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and, SexyBanu was already black when she was born. Fecking pigmentation shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----ToVictory!---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had &lt;i&gt;Mass &lt;s&gt;ORGY&lt;/s&gt; RUN &lt;/i&gt; at CCK Complex yesterday. Ran 6 rounds...so..6x400m?&lt;br /&gt;2.4 km in 15 mins. Shit sia, confirm get D for 2.4. Again. Feck.Ing.Hell. But nevermind, it's a good workout anyways. Went up the steps, saw Crystal, Jasmine and Lu Yi?&lt;br /&gt;It's ironic you know, that they all know my name, and the only things that I know of them is that all of them are girls. Yeah I know, it's pathetique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suan( rub it in ) me and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a stupid one-sided conversation that we had, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine: HEY, IMAN HI!!! *smiles so bright I almost fell on the stairs*&lt;br /&gt;Iman     :*Blank stare*, followed by =/, and then =S.&lt;br /&gt;Crystal   : *Enraptured by the cloudless sky, avoiding looking at me. LOLS? *&lt;br /&gt;Lu Yi(?)  : Stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told you it was stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------NAPFA SUCKS MY XOXOXOX-----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, P.E., I had to do the five stations. It was okay, got D for Sit-N-Reach, A for the rest ESPECIALLY FOR STANDING BROAD JUMP. X3. The rest were all C's or B's. Not bad I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, gotta fly now. Got Scrabble competition and CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----INFOCOMM RULES--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO DOES ANIMATION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CRAP HENTAI FTW!!!&lt;br /&gt;x3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7100663406398613884?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7100663406398613884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7100663406398613884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-fecking-own-you.html' title='I fecking own you.'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1972048456711982200</id><published>2009-03-21T22:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T22:25:20.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moderation IN Motivation. xD</title><content type='html'>I'll give a cookie to anyone who knows where I got my title..&lt;br /&gt;And No, I won't fill in clues. Fill 'em yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And Yes, I can bake cookies.&lt;br /&gt;Without destroying the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Replies to tags..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Amilia-&lt;br /&gt;Yups, Finally matured. Sad though. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-WanYi-&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what's the matter if you glam or unglam, you still look pretty to me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dickhead-&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, I'm gonna be as GAY as humanly possible man! Bring it ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-EmoPrince-&lt;br /&gt;Lols, wanna put that theory to the test?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zona-&lt;br /&gt;Haha, what can I say babe...My life way fun-ner than your's!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1972048456711982200?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1972048456711982200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1972048456711982200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/moderation-in-motivation-xd.html' title='Moderation IN Motivation. xD'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-761840021879554774</id><published>2009-03-19T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T15:34:02.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturity in Simplicity</title><content type='html'>Okay..*note to self, keep all dreams to yourself.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I did not whore my blog out to the world, cos If I did, that'd be &lt;b&gt;SOCIAL SUICIDE&lt;/b&gt;. Ugh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I told you I went to Jerald's house for FJPL ( fun, joy, peace 'n' laughter ). And I was right, cos you see my dear readers/blog hoppers/bloggers, Dearest Jerald bought 2 kunais. What are kunais you may ask? There's two things that you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Watch Naruto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)A kunai is a knife, that has a handle with a circular hole in it. It's like a dagger. Check it up on Wikipedia if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he bought two plastic kunais. And I borrowed one of his kunai, and Jerald took one of his own. And we looked at each other in the eye, and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;s&gt;FUCK&lt;/s&gt;FIGHT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had a mock fight, which was PRETTY FUCKING FUNNY I TELL YOU. I swear to God, if I had a vid cam, I would so record it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But wearing masks of course. I wanna keep what little dignity that I have left. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played, like little children. We made those ultra cool SFX like..*pewpew,shing,slash* and the occasional grunt of "pain".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if I'm ever going to get a girlfriend if I keep doing this, haha! Prolly not, but I wanna retain my childish behavior. It feels nostalgic, not being young again. Forced to grow up and be mature when shit gets shoved in your face. I didn't ask for this. No one did, yet they have to endure. Life is such a bitch sometimes, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what to do..persevere..and all that standard answer crap. Sometimes I wonder if the all the crap I'm saying through my mouth is all real. If it is, let me accomplish what I've said, because I don't wanna &lt;i&gt;tok kok&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All&lt;br /&gt;Day&lt;br /&gt;Long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----imanpwnsustoopidno0bloLOLolOLoLOl--------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday..(again) after my FJPL at Jerald's house, I walked all the day from Yew Tee to Lot 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I made that sound like an achievement or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I walked. And walked. And walked some mo- HEY I FOUND A DOLLAR-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, where was I? Oh, right. Walking. When I was walking the half hour destination ride from his house to Lot 1, I had some time to reflect about my life, my dreams, my goals and my wishes. And then suddenly, I realized that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had no dreams. No goals or no wishes. I had nothing to live for in life, yet why am I still here? I'm like a parasite, leeching off others. I'm a pest, a fly on the wall. A distraction that sidetracks people from their goals. I drag them with me, cos I'm clinging on the flimsy prospect that somehow, through them, I'll find my life again. I'll find what it means to live for your goals, your dreams and your hopes. I'm living an empty life. A life with nothing in it. Crystal said once, on her MSN P.M.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wise words from wise people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm re-evaluating my life. I wanna feel that passion that I see in everyone of my friends when I see them. Some people live for love. Others' for money. Some for popularity or fame. Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live, just because I don't wanna die. It's a coward's way of living. Live just for the sake of it. I only have one life, and I've got to make the most of it. There's alot of things that I wanna see, touch, taste, smell, and hear. I wanna see the world, but I won't deny myself of life's simple pleasures. I wanna hug my wife, my girlfriend, feel the warmth and love radiating of her whenever she's around. I wanna taste sweet Nirvana. I wanna taste the most simplest of snacks to the most exquisite meal I've ever had. I wanna smell new things, from the aroma of the best perfume, to the odour of a skunk's smell. I wanna hear only three words. Three simple words which seems so near yet so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I love you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's ever loved me in a more intimate relationship. I admit, I'm not the most attractive, or the most athletic, or the most kindest and nicest guy you've ever met. You've probably met people who are all three of what I've mentioned. I'm not the perfect man. But I am &lt;b&gt;THE&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;MAN&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bring the word MAN to I&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;MAN&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wo shi nan ren, all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----XxXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx---------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've matured. Well, not really. Just..gradually. In time, I'll be older, and with age comes wisdom. I'll hardly smile. Hardly laugh. I'm not going to be a bisexual, fun, attention-seeking &lt;s&gt;boy&lt;/s&gt; teen who laughs at the top of his voice. I won't crack anymore gay jokes, I won't be gay with my bros. I'm growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so sad. Like I've lost something important. A part of me has died today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-761840021879554774?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/761840021879554774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/761840021879554774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/maturity-in-simplicity.html' title='Maturity in Simplicity'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8797201163454282933</id><published>2009-03-18T12:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T12:44:16.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreaming</title><content type='html'>I dreamt about Wan Yi today ( guys get your head OUT OF THE GUTTER ). It's nothing sexual AT ALL, &lt;b&gt;SERIOUSLY&lt;/b&gt;. Just a simple dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and her playing Counter-Strike. Can you believe it? Weird huh? She was owning my ass-quite so-, and well, I got sick of it. So I pressed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"quit game"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I woke up. With a &lt;b&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt; desperate wanting to go out and play Counter-Strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weird, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, whatever. It's been a long time since I've dreamt &lt;u&gt;ANYTHING&lt;/u&gt; at all really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to post later on today, about me going to Jerald's house for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FUN, JOY, PEACE AND LAUGHTER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8797201163454282933?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8797201163454282933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8797201163454282933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/dreaming.html' title='Dreaming'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5314058958630484894</id><published>2009-03-17T14:45:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T15:25:02.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>A picture speaks a thousand words.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/Sb9NKZyNg2I/AAAAAAAAAGI/XqfSGNVJ5Vo/s1600-h/P1010742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314050926435992418" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Including Mas Selamat.</title><content type='html'>This thing happened a week ago. The reason why I never updated was because I can. Fuck all who say otherwise. Moving on. To make up for you &lt;s&gt;whining bitches/ bastards&lt;/s&gt;, I'm going to write a second post after this? Happy? You should be. I'm sacrificing watching the Matrix to cater to your needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, during Art class, Mdm Lin never came. Well she did, but she didn't want to entertain us with her boredom and intellect. So during the first period of Art, we slacked. Just contented with watching the world go by. You should try it. It's a break from the hustle and bustle of life. To sit back, relax, and enjoy the serenity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second period of Art was when all Hell broke loose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Library cos' Mr. Koala asked us to. So off we went. Entered the Library and me and Scott finally &lt;s&gt;had sex&lt;/s&gt;EMO-ED without Derrick to go all gay on us. Derrick, I'm sorry to say, but I'm already taken. We listened to a few songs, and then Sherry, Banu, Ridzuan and Amarul played Upwords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banu spelt 'Fuck' through sheer skill and Sherry spelt 'Suck' and 'Cock'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by horny morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you thought that was funny, which I probably thought it wasn't, more like &lt;b&gt;LAME&lt;/b&gt;, the killer came when Scott flourished his handphone out, and I was like ( since it was the first time I saw it ), I remarked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, so dark and shiny. Real nice man."&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, I know. It's about as black as Banu."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Cue awkward silence. Followed by hysterical laughter-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, is it a sin to laugh at one's misfortune?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;But it's funny!&lt;br /&gt;I dont' care. Quiet before I own your ass.&lt;br /&gt;=.=. *thinks to himself* What the f..&lt;br /&gt;Hey man, I'm God. I know what you're thinking.&lt;br /&gt;..Fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ignore anything I said up there-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------This cycle of hate marches on--------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Periods came. Periods went. And then there was one more left. Biology.&lt;br /&gt;Stuff happened. Most memorable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Derrick sprayed &lt;s&gt;sperm&lt;/s&gt;water all over my shoulder/sleeve. And some of it splashed onto the floor. So Ms Ho asked him to clean it all up, which he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reluctantly, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he's crouching on the floor, with two hands on the towel. He's cleaning the floor, and I look at him, and I laugh. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) He looks like he's getting anal by the way he's crouching.&lt;br /&gt;2) He looks like an old man/beggar doing his thing. Cleaning up shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So me, being the merciful soul that I am, asked him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hey, Derrick, you want some money? I give you la, since you look so poor. 5 cents can?"&lt;br /&gt;Then I took 5 cents out and flicked it to him. He growled. LOL. I'm sniggering by now, barely able to contain my laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he started wiping the table ( some of the water got there ) and Scott, being the ultimate asshole he is, started smirking. And he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You missed the spot."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BAM!&lt;/b&gt; I lost it. Me and Scott had a long laugh after that. Then I got punched by Derrick. Sigh. Scott got lectured by Ms Ho. Then we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, it's great to be in N/A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8518137858633407766?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8518137858633407766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8518137858633407766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/biology-owns-all-including-mas-selamat.html' title='Biology owns all. Including Mas Selamat.'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8056218698920227826</id><published>2009-03-10T22:09:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T19:22:58.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>East Coast Baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWyWPg8II/AAAAAAAAACM/lSw5PNkYCFw/s1600-h/n673733238_1293098_1463605.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311880077215068290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWyWPg8II/AAAAAAAAACM/lSw5PNkYCFw/s320/n673733238_1293098_1463605.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Timothy!!! Why u nvr SMILE?? :D must smile man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWySgX4zI/AAAAAAAAACE/brsxPLgqejE/s1600-h/me+and+tim"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311880076212036402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWySgX4zI/AAAAAAAAACE/brsxPLgqejE/s320/me+and+tim" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cloud-watching with Timothy...so calming..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWYzianMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NJn2lB5KIAs/s1600-h/blur+like+sotong!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311879638402374850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWYzianMI/AAAAAAAAAB8/NJn2lB5KIAs/s320/blur+like+sotong!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; BLUR LIKE SOTONG!! WAKAKA XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeV7Gt5KuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yTPhE2pBTTw/s1600-h/bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311879128154712802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeV7Gt5KuI/AAAAAAAAAB0/yTPhE2pBTTw/s320/bla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Another sweet shot...then again, it's bcos I handsome in this pix...( CHEY ) xD HAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeVoMObbrI/AAAAAAAAABs/bIoYRE27Dmc/s1600-h/n673733238_1293089_3796571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311878803215838898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeVoMObbrI/AAAAAAAAABs/bIoYRE27Dmc/s320/n673733238_1293089_3796571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Relaxing after 1 and a half hr of cycling..I CANT FEEL MY LEGS MAN..&gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeTVYQQQFI/AAAAAAAAABc/wogqkGhttNE/s1600-h/me+again"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311876281003950162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeTVYQQQFI/AAAAAAAAABc/wogqkGhttNE/s320/me+again" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Wan Yi at the beach! Awesome shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeTOACLUWI/AAAAAAAAABU/c-pAQVhGqcQ/s1600-h/group+pix"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311876154243371362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeTOACLUWI/AAAAAAAAABU/c-pAQVhGqcQ/s320/group+pix" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Haha group photo in Iffah's parents's van... xD SOO COOL MAN!!!&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeSpYfWeOI/AAAAAAAAABM/VxacatS88hU/s1600-h/owned"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311875525153028322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeSpYfWeOI/AAAAAAAAABM/VxacatS88hU/s320/owned" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Hehe Timo kept falling down...what's wrong Tim? x3&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeSOiC9epI/AAAAAAAAABE/E8kmW43nx7Y/s1600-h/iman"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311875063861836434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeSOiC9epI/AAAAAAAAABE/E8kmW43nx7Y/s320/iman" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yours Truly Haha!&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeROnm1tZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Q7hhf2GY4DQ/s1600-h/group+pic"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311873965842871698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeROnm1tZI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Q7hhf2GY4DQ/s320/group+pic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Wan Yi, Tim and Jet ( extra! )&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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ4T3sVmeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Lkzr3StVw60/s1600-h/feet.xD"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311565093292841442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ4T3sVmeI/AAAAAAAAAAs/Lkzr3StVw60/s320/feet.xD" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Zona feet so smelly....eww....hahas jk darling!&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;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311564978874598274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ4NNc5w4I/AAAAAAAAAAk/RsoTIvccCGk/s320/ass+shot" border="0" /&gt;Me and Wan Yi by the beach again...This time it's an ass shot of us...My BUTT SO SMALL!! xD&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;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311563880235315170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 312px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ3NQs4r-I/AAAAAAAAAAc/-D3QufI_BG8/s320/nvr+invite+me" border="0" /&gt; Sianz lor..take pix at girls' toilet..nvr invite me and Tim.....sad...&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;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ2XtV7vSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E069Kpvd1kk/s1600-h/ignorance!"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311562960210738466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbZ2XtV7vSI/AAAAAAAAAAU/E069Kpvd1kk/s320/ignorance!" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Auntie JingTing, Crazy Iman, ZoNa dar-dar, and Iffah comel. Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha had the best day of my life with THA BEST STRANGERS EVAH!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday rawked....Woke up at 10 a.m. , bathed, and changed to go to Lot 1's Mac. Supposed to go there at 10.30, but, come on la, I'm legendary...." Always late but worth the wait. " Arrived at 10.40. But when I reached there thought got the entire crew ( Iffah, Jing Ting, Wan Yi, Zona and Timothy ) but onli e got JT and Wan Yi...then we talked to pass the time..Iffah came at 11-ish..Zona was the best. 12 plus come. Awesome. Some more she was the one who proposed the idea of coming at 10.30. Hypocrite, much? x3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------Unbridled joy-----------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still have to wait some more, cos Wan Yi wanted to buy sth from someone. The girls gossiped about hot boys and ugly girls, while I, at the background, slacked and look at &lt;strong&gt;CB&lt;/strong&gt;( chio bu ). Wa Lao spent half hour at &lt;em&gt;Cotton On&lt;/em&gt;. Do crap there, tried a few spex on..&lt;em&gt;btw, JT can't wear spex at all.. looks like super auntie!!! &lt;/em&gt;. Funny man!! Then I go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man Studio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to try a few shirts on. I look &lt;em&gt;bloody handsome, seriously!&lt;/em&gt; Shame the girlz nvr took photos of me posing hahas.... then eventually Zona's dad picked us up to go to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;East Coast&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;------&lt;em&gt;East Coast, here we come!&lt;/em&gt;--------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wah the trip from Lot 1 to East Coast felt like a real &lt;em&gt;Road trip&lt;/em&gt;! Seriously..it couldn't get any better at all! At the van, we just talked about evil dentists and&lt;em&gt; Drills of Doom&lt;/em&gt;! Then Iffah got a bit sleepy so she lied down. Then she sat. Then she lied down. Lawlz... confirm headache ar... I relax.... I lie on Iffah's butt ( thx darling! ).. &gt;_&lt;... felt kinda awkward. It's like lying on a tree...haha her ass damn HARD WAHAHAH!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------Bring it ON!!!--------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Come out, first thing happened was that Iffah vomit. Told you confirm headache and car-sick. Iffah showed us what she ate for breakfast hahas....Jing Ting accompanied Iffah to go to the toilet and wash up. Me, Zona and Wan Yi went to find Tim cos he was already there while we were slacking at Lot One hahas... most memorable exp was when the JT talk so long ( 5 min plus ) BUT we all doing our own stuffz....then I look at her and I was like..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Hey, Jing Ting, you talking to who sia?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha her reaction damn funny manz....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"0.O...&gt;=0 IMAN U DIE!!!" hahas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;----Girlfriends just bring pain and suffering------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wa Lao I so hyped up to write more..then sth personal has to happen... let's just say girlfriends are very troublesome okay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Buh-bye. I'm going to update ( hopefully tomorrow ) soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yours truly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOLKing&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8056218698920227826?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8056218698920227826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8056218698920227826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/east-coast-baby.html' title='East Coast Baby!'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tOMUwMdrJnc/SbeWyWPg8II/AAAAAAAAACM/lSw5PNkYCFw/s72-c/n673733238_1293098_1463605.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-8395247909667419442</id><published>2009-03-06T23:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T23:21:37.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sianness. Totally.</title><content type='html'>Wa lan finally I updated. LOL damn long isn't it? Anyways stuff happened today. Like...I went to the Lan shop opposite 10-mile-Junction..hehe... play lan leh..what else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah I just remembered. A few days ago, me, Derrick, Hwa Tiang, Dion, Chun Hao, Scott and Jia Yi made a bet on English Common Test. Whoever get lowest have to go to the person that they like, hold both her hands, look her in the eye, say her name and you must say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;I Love Ew(you)"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when the day that the results would come out, Hwa Tiang and Dion absent. Coincidence? Perhaps. Then the Chun Hao and Jia Yi hum ji don't want play ( Jia Yi got lowest ). Then MY RESULT COME OUT. I LOST 2 DERRICK SIA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK WITH A CAPITAL F!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add insult to injury, I dunnoe which girl to choose from...xD Actually I got la, but then cannot cos later I'd be like &lt;strong&gt;DAMN PAISEH&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------xxxxxxxxxxxxx-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Feck. My stomach bloated from eating too much food. Ow...can't even walk straight..like I kena ass-fuck lai dat hahas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, you think I should have a little....Idk...adult content warning? Just a thought..cos I've received some feedback about this blog being quite...extreme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXXXXXXXXBIGXXXXXXXBLACKXXXXXXXXXDILDOXXXXXXXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND A BIG BLACK DILDO, FUCKER!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;AND A HAPPY SATURDAY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-8395247909667419442?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8395247909667419442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/8395247909667419442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/03/sianness-totally.html' title='Sianness. Totally.'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1401830361532219413</id><published>2009-02-26T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T21:37:26.047+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bro'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='owned'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rape'/><title type='text'>Don't call me bro ever again please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zvTRQr7ns8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3zvTRQr7ns8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bro rape. Because you know you want to. If this doesn't make you laugh, don't worry. I've got more from where those came from.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1401830361532219413?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1401830361532219413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1401830361532219413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/dont-call-me-bro-ever-again-please.html' title='Don&apos;t call me bro ever again please.'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-1747494709027996132</id><published>2009-02-25T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:52:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled? Nth to say....hehe</title><content type='html'>BACK FROM HELL. School's been tough, esp. art. Damn hard man. Sorry for long update. It's just that I've no inspiration/ motivation to blog. &lt;strong&gt;GOMEN NASAI!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Latest post was Friday. Now Wednesday. 5 days. What could happen in five days? &lt;em&gt;Alot.&lt;/em&gt; Let me tell you all the stuffs that's been happening to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sat-&lt;br /&gt;Tio Tuition. Sianz. 9-12. Unity Sec. The school damn boring man. The classroom so fucking dull some more, no wonder CT say the school sucks. LOL. After that go Lot 1 PLAYCRAFT ( BEST SHOP EVAH!!!! ) play for 6 hr haha....MK vs DC. Then mother scold me ask me go home. Diao kena lecture man.... oso I wanted to go Grandmother house but she at my auntie's house cos she sick. Wa lao I so scared sia...hope she get well soon.... LOVE U GRANDMOTHER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sun-&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what I did. xD GOMEN NASAI!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Mon-&lt;br /&gt;Died during first two periods. English and Math. KNN principal trying to kill us is it? Some more the study group like&lt;strong&gt; SHIT &lt;/strong&gt;sia. I tio Rachel, Yu Rong and Qin Zhe...LOLS damn annoying sia he. QZ go disturb Jia Yi haha. QZ go make the bird call sound, then I saw Jia Yi roll up a piece of paper. And I was like OMG if he throw and hit, I laugh. Then QZ make the noise again, and then the Jia Yi turned at QZ kena &lt;strong&gt;HEADSHOT&lt;/strong&gt;. haha! Jia Yi was like ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Shut up if not I keep throwing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS Qin Zhe, being Qin Zhe after all, ignored the warning and kept doing it. Jia Yi got angry and threw a pen and hit Qin Zhe's chest. Owned. Lame sia....Sec 3 wear long pants supposed to be mature but still so..childish haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tue-&lt;br /&gt;P.E. had to run fucking 2.6 KM. CCB... my timing like shit man. 15 min plus I think. No one recorded the time. Fuck sia I wan see loh..... Nvm, what to do? Just do it. -Nike rules-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Wed-&lt;br /&gt; Lol me and my gang ( Chow Seng, Kelvin, Jerald, Hwa Tiang, Chun Hao, Dion ) made a little game. Whoever swears must be slapped. Lol I got slapped for saying &lt;strong&gt;KNN&lt;/strong&gt;. Everyone had been slapped except for Chun Hao. Few minutes before recess ended, Chun Hao was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Hey can say feck?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we all thought he said fuck, and we slapped him haha! Then he go say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:Oi I never say f-u-c-k la &lt;strong&gt;CCB!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we slapped him some more LOLS. OWNAGE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Art did stuff. Forgot what it was....LOL. WAIT I REMEMBER. DICKHEAD WEARS CONDOM CAPS, AND CHIPMUNKS WERE BORN FROM CRAZY SEX WITH SQUIRRELS AND MICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly ( sometimes ),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOLKing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-1747494709027996132?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1747494709027996132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/1747494709027996132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/untitled-nth-to-sayhehe.html' title='Untitled? Nth to say....hehe'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5138027189468046909</id><published>2009-02-20T20:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:12:35.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Annoyed</title><content type='html'>Back from the best camp of my life at St.John Island. Damn shiok* man. Best 3 days of my 15 year life. But on the end of the 2nd day, Instructor Herman had to be so sentimental and so sappy, that I can't help but be sad that I'm gonna leave them and never see them again. Ergh, he's good with words. Some more the music from his HP damn gay, but suits the mood just nicely. Then the Banu cry, cos it was ''so touching''. Prolly was though, for some of us. I thought Shereen cry sia jz now LOL cos the eyes damn watery... anyways whatever la eh. U dun nid 2 read this intro anyways. fucking boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------Sad-ed-------------&lt;br /&gt;Most memorable experience was the FUCKING Monster Inc. crawl up the fucking slope. CCB the slope's surface damn sharp and rocky sia.  See ah, the objective is to climb up the fucking long cliff/ hill/ slope. The catch is, everyone has to sit down and wrap their legs around the waist of the person in front of them. I was the first in line, and usually the first in line has the most pressure, cos they have to hold in the weight of all the people behind him. And behind me was fucking C.C.Hao who weighs 75 kg. You try handle 75 kg on your legs. Na bey I almost kena cramp sia since he applied pressure to my thighs. But nvm, we PERSEVERE and we fucking owned the bloody cliff. It's hard to forget those experiences of teamwork &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; hardwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------Pain-ed------------&lt;br /&gt;Next was campfire. We were the &lt;em&gt;last&lt;/em&gt; class. What to say... &lt;strong&gt;save the best for last &lt;/strong&gt;eh? 3H rawked the house down man....did everything according to plan ( even if it didn't, they wouldn't know. xP ) My voice got sore and hoarse for the superpower cheer hehe....but it was alright. Especially the &lt;strong&gt;breakdancing &lt;/strong&gt;for me, HT and Shah. I did se7en, Whirlwind and Freeze. HT did handstand twirl and Shah did Whirlwind to freeze combo. Sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------Joy-ed-------------&lt;br /&gt;Looking at some FFunny( fucking funny) pix of us at the camp uploaded by Amarul... you can see it here...copy &amp;amp; paste..the usual. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?success=1&amp;amp;id=735759584#/album.php?aid=2006358&amp;amp;id=1124357394"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?success=1&amp;amp;id=735759584#/album.php?aid=2006358&amp;amp;id=1124357394&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------Miss-ed-------------&lt;br /&gt;I miss the teamwork. I miss the blood, sweat and tears as we strived to be the best. I miss Herman's laugh. I miss Priscilla's hyperness. What is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss camp.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5138027189468046909?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5138027189468046909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5138027189468046909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/annoyed.html' title='Annoyed'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-226922425368723630</id><published>2009-02-15T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T21:43:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just arrived home from my grandmother's house, since my cousins from Brunei arrived in Singapore. It's compulsory on my part to visit them twice. One for coming to Spore, and another for leaving Spore. Ergh, it's not the whole family though, unlike last Dec. That was awesome. Just Auntie Ros, sister Naila and Farah. :'(... I wanted Puteri and Shiqah to come...they're fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-------------&lt;em&gt;Insert something here&lt;/em&gt;----------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Me, Klive and Farah went to Plaza Singapura today to waste our lives. We actually wanted to watch movies, but in the end I dropped out, since I had to go back 2 &lt;em&gt;nenek's* &lt;/em&gt;house ffs. Ok fine, I went back to talk 2 Naila since I hadn't done it yesterday SINCE she slept. Wth it was like 8pm and she's already catching some Zzzs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;--------&lt;em&gt;Camwhoring is for whores who love to cam&lt;/em&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;They're gonna head back to Brunei on Friday...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So I'm prolly gonna go to &lt;em&gt;rumah nenek&lt;/em&gt;* on Thursday to camwhore with them. Oh and I decided to go with the emo/pk style, it kinda suits me....I'll post pix of me later on when I &lt;em&gt;rajin&lt;/em&gt;* lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;TC,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOLKing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----------&lt;strong&gt;Dictionary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;nenek&lt;/em&gt;: grandmother&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rumah&lt;/em&gt;: house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;rajin&lt;/em&gt;: feel like it, responsible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-226922425368723630?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/226922425368723630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/226922425368723630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/home-again.html' title='Home again.'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-6379013605789212367</id><published>2009-02-13T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:23:23.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pangsey us..Na bey...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Friday 13th was the Maple's b'day..Happy b'day yeah? Oh and the Dickhead gave her a Winnie the Pooh gift from the Lot1 jackpot things. &lt;strong&gt;Free. &lt;/strong&gt;Bloody hell. So good sia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;------&lt;em&gt;Cupid's arrow must be blunt today cos I'm not affected&lt;/em&gt;---&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;During SS( stupid session ) teacher never came, so the class split into groups. One group over here, another over there and one more right around that corner. My group had &lt;strong&gt;all the malay boyz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;and we talked about ghost stories/ films/ haunted schools, like Entity, Shutter( &lt;strong&gt;fucking good &lt;/strong&gt;) and my previous school. There's this part in Shutter everyone says is creepy. The &lt;em&gt;windshield crawling scene&lt;/em&gt; and the &lt;em&gt;bedroom crawling&lt;/em&gt; scene. &lt;strong&gt;CCB &lt;/strong&gt;I hate that part. Both of it. Oh yeah my frenz said that ( censored due to privacy ) Primary School's SocialStudies gallery is haunted since the mannequins( it's always those ) keep shifting about. Oh well. Sucks to be there right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;---------Love takes away treasured friendships------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I MSN-ed with Pumper and Dickhead today, but more like me and Pumper just talked. Dickhead went off to Maple &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;fuck&lt;/strong&gt; his girlfriend. &lt;strong&gt;CCB&lt;/strong&gt; go pang sey us...Not 5 minutes ago Dickhead entered me and Pumper's conversation ( we added him earlier but didn't know he was Mapling ) and he said, '' U guys talk loads of bullcrap" and we were like "Finally!" but then Dickhead replied "Oh gtg, still playing maple. xD" &lt;strong&gt;ccb...&lt;/strong&gt;Monday DICKHEAD DIE. We are going to &lt;strong&gt;fucking &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;teabag&lt;/em&gt; him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----Hope I can rip out Cupid's wings with my &lt;strong&gt;BARE HANDS&lt;/strong&gt;------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, ending off now. TC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;LOLKing. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-6379013605789212367?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6379013605789212367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/6379013605789212367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/pangsey-usna-bey.html' title='Pangsey us..Na bey...'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-7760415115910102489</id><published>2009-02-12T15:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T15:17:33.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hentai. Lawls</title><content type='html'>Morning assembly I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt; called for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ICM&lt;/span&gt;{ forgot what it stands for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; } So I asked JunMing what ICM was, whether it was good or bad. He said bad, and I'm like &lt;strong&gt;oh shit, i'm so screwed.&lt;/strong&gt; Jun Ming was right, cos the freakin Mr.Chua ( my mentor ) asked me whether I was &lt;strong&gt;FUCKING ADDICTED TO PORNOGRAPHY. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CCB&lt;/strong&gt; sia! I was like NO LA, why did you say I was addicted? Then he say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Oh, because when you are in class you are very...open to your opinions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:In what way?&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Chua:Well, you tend to say very..funny things to women.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:Like what? Wo yao gen ni zuo ai*? I where got say sia? I only say to my bfs'!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:That's the problem. It would start small, then it would grow into a very big problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:But 'cher, I just joking mah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Well it is very uncomfortable, so please stop alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:*nods head* Fine...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:So where did you get all these ideas?&lt;br /&gt;LOLKing:Friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:And?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:Porn....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:So you are addicted to pornography...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:No la 'cher, I &lt;em&gt;sumpah*&lt;/em&gt;, I not addicted! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Sure ah?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;LOLKing:REALLY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Ok,fine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*Qin Zhe comes along*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Okay, Iman, you can go now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Iman:Thanks 'cher. And I'm not addicted to pornography.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Ok, I know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Qin Zhe:Hah? What porn?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mr.Chua:Nothing, nevermind.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Wa lao. So... &lt;em&gt;paiseh*&lt;/em&gt;. Bah I ending this right now, cos I'm fucking late for badminton with my frenz. BB, and to all my classmates who are reading this, it seriously happened. Just don't rub it in my face tomorrow k? Much appreciated.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;------Dictionary------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wo yao gen ni zuo ai:&lt;/em&gt; I want to make love to you( chinese )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sumpah:&lt;/em&gt;Promise, swear ( malay )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paiseh&lt;/em&gt;: Embarrassed ( ?? Hokien? Cantonese? Chinese? Singlish? )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-7760415115910102489?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7760415115910102489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/7760415115910102489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/hentai-lawls.html' title='Hentai. &lt;b&gt;Lawls&lt;/b&gt;'/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7927690290793188999.post-5082126497623177752</id><published>2009-02-11T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T19:29:22.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Started making a blog. It's the first one I've ever made, and I've no experience AT ALL so cut me some slack, k? This blog ain't mine, it's me, dickhead, pumper, fatty, T-BAG and B-ball. Alot of ppl eh? So..hehe IDK what 2 do....so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok how about this then. 2day, yours truly( me ) went 2 Jerald's house 2 play Monkey Dodgeball. It's a mix of monkey and dodgeball. Go figure yourself how to play. So we played, played and played some more. Oh Jerald kena HEADSHOT by fatty. Awesome. Then HT also got HEADSHOT by fatty. Awesome x2. then Jerald's bro Jones passed me the ball, I flicked it up using my foot, and the ball hit my face, facking up my spex. Awesome x3. So now I'm hot, sweaty and my spex just fell. Sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and there would be EXCESSIVE SWEARING on my part. So yeah, a lil' heads up just for you, since I love you guys/girls so much. Muahx.Happy Almost Valentine's Day, Bitch( there goes my swearing )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;LOLKing xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7927690290793188999-5082126497623177752?l=wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5082126497623177752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7927690290793188999/posts/default/5082126497623177752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwignorance-is-bliss.blogspot.com/2009/02/started-making-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>LOLKing</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01227672499947127535</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
