<?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-10178054</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:32:38.106+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Turbulance</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>142</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112254442307948471</id><published>2005-07-28T19:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T19:53:43.083+10:00</updated><title type='text'>new blog announcement</title><content type='html'>okay.. for those few of you who read my blog.. haha.. if you would... please relink me.. and stop visiting this site.  if you can't be bothered doing it.. then nevermind lah.. coz i'd be putting my new URL here anyway. my new blog address is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/fretcet"&gt;www.xanga.com/fretcet&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112254442307948471?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112254442307948471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112254442307948471' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112254442307948471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112254442307948471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-blog-announcement.html' title='new blog announcement'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112237780120360019</id><published>2005-07-26T21:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:36:41.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hgahahahahah</title><content type='html'>eh.. hows everyone today? good? good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm the only geek watching australian idol.. wahh.. natalie.. erm.. Z... her over the rainbow was just terrific lah.. i felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard her sing the first time.. it was sooooo good lor.. oh my goodness! and the second time was even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was pretty dull.. nothing much. i've been doing absolutely zero work... in school or at home.. haha. i suck i know. i really should get off my arse and do something.. totally bored. okay the only work i'm doing is tt story i'm writing lah... other than tt... nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to speak to my cousin soon about getting a part time job... dunno if can or not.. since not coming back sg every year for 2 months. haha. alright. seeya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112237780120360019?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112237780120360019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112237780120360019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112237780120360019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112237780120360019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/hgahahahahah.html' title='hgahahahahah'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112228996868882912</id><published>2005-07-25T21:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T21:12:48.693+10:00</updated><title type='text'>argghh</title><content type='html'>okay lah.. so today was careers day for all the year 10s.  closes eyes for a little while.. abdicating.. AHAHHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so.. i walked in the locker area. and saw this guy in a suit lah.. and i was like.. ' HAHAHHAHA WHAT A FREAK.. ITS CASUAL! ' oooh.. thousands of NOT EVERYONE DRESSED LIKE TT. i saw MATT GREEN! oh my god! wearing tie... i saw angus.. wearing suit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me.. oh.. you wouldn't even wanna know.... so didn't scream a thousand man.. i can just go do it now also....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. but it turned out to be quite alright. of course... so many pple turned up in casual clothes as welll. i just thought it'd be interesting coz it felt like i was living the OC for a while.. you know how those guys and gals dress up too nicely for stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. interesting day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outta here. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112228996868882912?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112228996868882912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112228996868882912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112228996868882912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112228996868882912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/argghh.html' title='argghh'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112212057157383373</id><published>2005-07-23T21:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:09:31.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha.. music</title><content type='html'>so anyway... second blog of the day since.. not bored. hahahaha. err.... i wanna blog about two things. just now i was so excited about going to the australian international hotel school.. to study hotel management. but found out tt its a private uni so u actually have to pay alot to study there. so i dropped the idea. hmmm.. maybe i'd just go back to doing journalism again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. second thing i wanna blog is erm.... (actually theres 3 things i wanna blog about).. okay... errr.... theres this guy... on friendster. his profile caught my eye. he says that life is a game... and tt we are all players. money and stuff are like cheats. and tt pple who create any kind of rule or regulation are also human like us. and they can therefore be challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. really charming. fine... dandy.... sexy.... mentality. esp the part where he said tt... he wants to teach a teacher and all tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a great philosophy... and.... i was really impressed.. reading it.. lol... UNFORTUNATELY... i disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is a game? so what? experiencing death is just a setback? what is love? another cheat? tt you can do without? what is god? the creator of this " game "? for his own amusement? so how exactly do we play this " game "? not abide by the rules?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rules and regulations do make life complicated. but life is not a game... from my perspective. it contains too much.... and too intricate is our own instrument to be measured in such a tone. too complicated our affairs of the heart to treat life like a game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because if it is a game... we'd all want to win. and what exactly is win in life? what is? to be happy? ultimately to die happily? to go to heaven? wake up... alright... because life ISN'T a game.... it is something so special tt's given to us... tt consists of so many things.. and so many feelings that we've yet to understand. it is associated with practices more acient that we can ever count up to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so life is not a game. and our medium not an arena. it is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO.. nice essay. jokes. i doubt it even made any sense. but i suppose u guys get my drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thirdly....&lt;br /&gt;what is music? technical work? something that can only be done... in a country where music is respected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a strong desire to communicate that music is not all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day that music ceases to be intense... to inspire.... to grip and to hold the imagination of people. the day that instruments stop shaking in pleasure.... and thoughts of nothing but intricate notes hanging in the air... the day these things stop. the day music ceases to exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are not a musician.. if you do not allow your instrument to become part of yourself. to assimilate into your own body. so much so that when you put your fingers onto the piano... or a bow.. or kiss your instrument lightly.. that the whole thing becomes one. a perfect union. and so that it can be shaped... so that when you play.. you are talking.. you are singing.. you are throwing your voice out onto the world beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when you're done... your audience must know... what you're trying to say. they hear notes.. but when they look at you.. and see the expression on your face.. they know that you can NEVER be silent.. because you are a musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so next time when a musician plays. a real musician. look at him..... allow yourself to rape him with your eyes.. go through his clothes.. and find his sensitive areas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch him with your mind... kiss him on the eyelids..... and then you will know what he is trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in all genre's of music.... it says the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pop music? it does not require much strength. why? because with words,, you never have to go far to know what the music is trying to say to you.  but passion.. oh my.... pop music is full of it. just the words lingering on your mouth should make you want to jump.. and play... and sing... and dance.... and let the song never ever end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and classical music. listen carefully. to the soul it contains. for the minute a musician plays a note.. you hear his voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so remember what i say... music is something so powerful... that so few people can understand it. and who cares if you have learnt music for 20 years. if your desire is not to communicate.... is not to bring beauty and embrace life..... is not to feel depressed when necesssary.... and close your eyes when piano....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i'm sorry. you are no musician.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;becuase musicians are not afraid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close your eyes. sing a song. put passion into your words. and you can never go wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112212057157383373?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112212057157383373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112212057157383373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112212057157383373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112212057157383373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/hahaha-music.html' title='hahaha.. music'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112210831015618583</id><published>2005-07-23T18:34:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T18:45:10.163+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shiiitt.</title><content type='html'>let me tell you about what happened earlier... u know how my cousin came back from france right?... haha.. yeah its fine and dandy and all... but... one more... sorta.. strange person to live with. strange as in.. stranger. i know she's my cousin and all, but i don't really know her that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just now tried to practise piano and couldn't.. haha... sucky... cos.... too self conscious about how i sound. hahahahaha.. terrible man. dunno how to overcome this. got strange pple listening to the practice stage i can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... only can let pple hear the " finished " part...  maybe coz i'm too proud la.. can just go and pinch myself. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112210831015618583?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112210831015618583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112210831015618583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112210831015618583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112210831015618583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/shiiitt.html' title='shiiitt.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112203051683001010</id><published>2005-07-22T21:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T21:08:36.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>loll...</title><content type='html'>ahhh.. haha.. today was fun. i played truant. its kinda the first time in my life. i'm always very scared to do things like this lor.. but i guess this time was quite alright larr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went to jack's house in the morning. and i was hungry so he gave me some.. stuff to eat. and i ate the whole box. then aft tt checked the nutritional information.. SO I ATE 18 SERVINGS OF BISCUITS LAHHH.. 990 CALORIES.. wah didn't DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... then.. after fooling arnd.. and me trying to take a nap (unsuccessfully).. we left to go and watch FANTASTIC FOUR! lol. it was a good movie i guess.. kinda liked it. haha. and then after tt i came home.. to an empty house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played piano.. then went for piano lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my piano teacher's being such a nice person.. offering to bring me to church and stuff.. and join the RCI.. whatever tt is.. at st francis xavier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. i think god sent me her lah.. even though i'm so damn irritated with her when we're at the piano. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.... ai lyn JIE JIE.. is coming back tomorrow so.... yeaaap. guess i'd see her when i get back from chinese class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it&lt;br /&gt;d be interesting. just finished chatting with her just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VIVE LA DIFFERENCE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112203051683001010?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112203051683001010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112203051683001010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112203051683001010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112203051683001010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/loll.html' title='loll...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112194546999341016</id><published>2005-07-21T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T21:31:10.000+10:00</updated><title type='text'>okayyy</title><content type='html'>hey guys... can you please help me?&lt;br /&gt;how can i feel so empty?&lt;br /&gt;i'm losing all feeling whatsoever,&lt;br /&gt;nothing makes me happy anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i am so unhappy with myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;guess tomorrow's a new day.&lt;br /&gt;i have to concentrate on being sean again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112194546999341016?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112194546999341016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112194546999341016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112194546999341016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112194546999341016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/okayyy.html' title='okayyy'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112185906582214204</id><published>2005-07-20T21:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T21:31:05.836+10:00</updated><title type='text'>haha...</title><content type='html'>sighhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray you'll be our eyes.... and watch us where we go... and help us to be wise.... in times when we don't.. knooooowwwwww..... let this be a prayer... when we lose our way... lead us to a place. guide us with your grace. give us faith so we'll be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(italian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe.. while the italina plays. my typing skills improving rite.. LOL. haha. i really love this song.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la fonsa che ci noi,&lt;br /&gt;we ask tt life be kind,&lt;br /&gt;and watch us from above.&lt;br /&gt;and hope you'll find..&lt;br /&gt;oh! another soul to love...&lt;br /&gt;let this be a prayer...&lt;br /&gt;just like EVERY child....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e la fede che!&lt;br /&gt;a ches choi noi&lt;br /&gt;sindo, che ci salve&lt;br /&gt;raaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay so the italian spelling sucks but u can't blame me. this is like.. the prayer.. the title of this song. reason why i'm listening to it is coz i'm depressed. and i really think these words touch me.. because they're sorta what i feel. i really feel like crying after i listen to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna tell my mum tt i miss her so much. and tt i hate living with her bitch of a sister. lol. okay next song i wanna share is " hero " by enrique iglesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.. not share la.. listen to it and see if can type out the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hero - enrique iglesias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(let me be your hero)&lt;br /&gt;Would you dance? If I asked you to dance,&lt;br /&gt;Would you run, and never look back.&lt;br /&gt;Would you cry, if you saw me crying?&lt;br /&gt;Would you safe my soul tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u tremble, if i touched your lips?&lt;br /&gt;would you laugh, oh please tell me this :&lt;br /&gt;now would you die, for the one you love.&lt;br /&gt;Hold me in your arms tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be your hero baby!&lt;br /&gt;I can kiss away the pain!&lt;br /&gt;I will stand by you forever&lt;br /&gt;you can take.. my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you swear, that you'll always be mine,&lt;br /&gt;would you lie, would you run away?&lt;br /&gt;Mine to be.... have i lost my mind?&lt;br /&gt;I don't care your fear tonight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can be your hero baby!&lt;br /&gt;I can kiss away the pain!&lt;br /&gt;I will stand by you forever!&lt;br /&gt;you can take.. my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. int music part. LOL. not bad. got most words. MOST. some don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. i just wanna hold you.&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna hold you.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;mine to be, have i lost my mind?&lt;br /&gt;Well i don't care, you're here tonite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH SO TT'S WHAT IT WAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be ur hero baby!&lt;br /&gt;i can kiss away the pain!&lt;br /&gt;i will stand by your forever!&lt;br /&gt;you.. can take... my breathe away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;repeatssssss a thousand. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy.. last song for today tt i am listening to now coz i'm depressed... Angels.&lt;br /&gt;lol. short song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I errrr...&lt;br /&gt;doesn't major? HUUHH?&lt;br /&gt;come to led my fans?&lt;br /&gt;PRONOUNCIATION ROCKS LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do they know?&lt;br /&gt;the places where we go&lt;br /&gt;when we're grey and all&lt;br /&gt;so when i'm lying in my bed,&lt;br /&gt;thoughts running through my head,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel that love is dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving angels instead,&lt;br /&gt;and through it all./&lt;br /&gt;she offers me protection&lt;br /&gt;love and affection&lt;br /&gt;whether i am right and wrong&lt;br /&gt;never wanna fall!&lt;br /&gt;wherever it may take it&lt;br /&gt;i know life wanna wreck me&lt;br /&gt;when i come to call&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she won't.. err. smth smth.&lt;br /&gt;i'm loving angels.................&lt;br /&gt;insteeeeaaaadd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112185906582214204?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112185906582214204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112185906582214204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112185906582214204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112185906582214204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/haha.html' title='haha...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112177013543238267</id><published>2005-07-19T20:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T20:48:55.440+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh.. poetry.. poetry...</title><content type='html'>u know it really sucks when deviant art doesn't work. DAMN IT. and it has to not work now that i want to post a poem. since i'm like.. quite inspired and i needa write a poem about this turk i met on the plane.. LOL... i know its long ago.. but yeaaah... i'm incorporating some stuff. same usual piece of crap i write lah. so.... hereee goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITLE.. hmmm.. lets see. i'd title it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like the cotton,&lt;br /&gt;The white water drifts,&lt;br /&gt;Slapping gently,&lt;br /&gt;Wing against wing,&lt;br /&gt;Glass against glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so forlorn the wind,&lt;br /&gt;That rushes past,&lt;br /&gt;Momentous and steady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because earlier there was glass,&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;Surfacing.&lt;br /&gt;Strong and brittle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And small tears on faces,&lt;br /&gt;Including mine.&lt;br /&gt;For just outside,&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the glass,&lt;br /&gt;And big men in blue.&lt;br /&gt;You stood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then as you see,&lt;br /&gt;The dark wash over the cotton,&lt;br /&gt;And dirt and light and golden dust.&lt;br /&gt;When all you need is a smile.&lt;br /&gt;A soft nudge,&lt;br /&gt;Or nice word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nereye gidiyorsunuz?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yeah,&lt;br /&gt;A smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112177013543238267?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112177013543238267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112177013543238267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112177013543238267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112177013543238267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhh-poetry-poetry.html' title='ahhh.. poetry.. poetry...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112160333324352825</id><published>2005-07-17T22:10:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T22:28:53.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Hehehhehehehe</title><content type='html'>so todayyy... wasn't a very boring sunday... except for the fact that i promised god i'd go to mass but i didn't. i really dunno how i'm meant to explain it to him later... siighhh. i just can't summon up the will or the courage to go to church alone.. i wonder when i will be as confident as i was in singapore.... there are certain things i need to do as a catholic... and... i can't just believe in him and wear the locket around my neck............ its not fair.... well.. to him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHHHH... i'm going to go flat out... i really have no excuse lah... not to go. its not as though filipinos who come to singapore to work don't go to church everyday sunday.  AH.. anyway we'll see lah... next week... shit... i'm going to at least WALK there la.. if later on chicken out also nevermind. but i'm going to at least walk there. and also ask my piano teacher if she can accompany me to church. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway.. today was quite interesting. since didn't sleep freaking late on sat nite... so... woke up at 12 noon. forced myself to wake up. felt guilty for a while.. AHAH.. and had the house to myself. so i went to fix lunch.. and... went to the TV room and found out what an absolutely beautiful day it was lah..  and i felt guilty coz god still gave me that.. despite the fact tt i broke my promise. my goodnnesss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhhhhhh..... ah anyway. i decided i needed a compass and all tt shit... so i erm... talked to jack.. and i went to westfield with nick and him. yeahhh. his dad drove us. then we went to play basketball. and i got back home in time for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.... god also allowed me to go out on this beautiful day... i dunnooo lahh.. is it his way of making me feel guilty? i'm going to thank him for all this later... SIGHHH... so guillltyyy... i know i'm not exactly a religious fanatic.. but i do believe in a power greater than us... and i do think that allegiance to this power is necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh anyway tmr got field trip... LOL.. to some stupid reach foundation. hahaha... its gonna be abit crazy. and i still haven't worked out what i'm gonna do this friday yet.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh i'm going off now so.... seeya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112160333324352825?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112160333324352825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112160333324352825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112160333324352825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112160333324352825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/hehehhehehehe.html' title='Hehehhehehehe'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112151987357692900</id><published>2005-07-16T23:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:17:53.583+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tamborine</title><content type='html'>okay so just now i watched dangerous minds. whooaa.. i was DEEPLY moved by that movie. so yeahh.. i know this song is kinda old but... the words are scary lah. because they're actually talking about drugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand,Vanished from my hand,Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping.My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet,I have no one to meetAnd the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship,My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip,My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heelsTo be wanderin'.I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fadeInto my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way,I promise to go under it.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun,It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the runAnd but for the sky there are no fences facin'.And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhymeTo your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind,I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you'reSeein' that he's chasing.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind,Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves,The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach,Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow.Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free,Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands,With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves,Let me forget about today until tomorrow.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112151987357692900?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112151987357692900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112151987357692900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112151987357692900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112151987357692900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/tamborine.html' title='tamborine'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112143137353593006</id><published>2005-07-15T22:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T22:42:53.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE</title><content type='html'>OH CRIKEYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU MAATTTTEEEEYYY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For what you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112143137353593006?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112143137353593006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112143137353593006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112143137353593006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112143137353593006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/love.html' title='LOVE'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112142710808328276</id><published>2005-07-15T21:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T21:31:48.093+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AH HAHAHAH</title><content type='html'>hey guess what... for those of u who are wondering.. i've gotten over turks. now i'm more into.. hmmmm.. nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;australia is... erm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school is... yeah too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so are all the other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although... some stuff.. still not going well. like my throat for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.. anyway.. u know today i tried jiaxin's joke on like.. the chao angmohs.. AND EVERYONE COULDN'T ANSWER. okay its the one which goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a submarine can hold 800 people, when 400 people got on, it sank. Why did it sink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..&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;HAHAHA.. the ans is coz its a submarine. of course it'd sink. LOL.. its pretty funny u gotta admit. hahahaha. ah... jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i am going to log off now.  but before i go... i just want to remind everyone to try your utmost to look beyond people who seem very flawed to you. because most of the time, all you see are the flaws, especially when you're angry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not cool when you do that... it is so so not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.. alright.. logging off. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112142710808328276?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112142710808328276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112142710808328276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112142710808328276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112142710808328276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/ah-hahahah.html' title='AH HAHAHAH'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112097609245779006</id><published>2005-07-10T16:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T16:14:52.463+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHHAHA</title><content type='html'>heya guys.. how ya doing. guess what my horoscope has to say about me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're still out shopping for your soul mate, you can relax. Over the next few days, you'll have several opportunities to meet the person you've been waiting for -- and you won't have to look very far to find them. This is your official astrological notification. Dress nicely, no matter where you're off to, even the grocery store or the carwash. Your only mandatory assignment is to pay attention to anyone interesting, because you never know ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you what lah... YEA RITE. if it comes true i'd go bang my head against the wall and jump off the realto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING FOR SOUL MATE.. UR JOKKKKEEEESSSSSS A THOUSSSAND MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALWAYS SAY NICE THINGS WHICH.. NEVER HAPPEN FOR YOUR INFORMATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" OH U'RE A NATURAL PERFORMER "&lt;br /&gt;YEAAAAH RITE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well guess what.. hahahahahhaa... i am still sick. got a fucking sore throat... and.. goodness knows what else. it hurts like mad when i swallow.. eat.. drink and play the flute. and theres band tomorrow.. and lots of skipping is going to occur....! maybe i should quit classes lah.. really don't like it. but i need an excuse.. hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. or maybe just continue on.. FOR THIS YEAR.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaaa.. see how lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck for tomorrow. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112097609245779006?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112097609245779006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112097609245779006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112097609245779006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112097609245779006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/hahahhaha.html' title='HAHAHHAHA'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112088854232183876</id><published>2005-07-09T15:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-09T15:55:42.326+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lol.. i think i'm gorgeous.</title><content type='html'>OMG. yesterday's flight was AWESOME! hehehehehhehehehhehehehehehhehehehehehehehehehehehehe. i think most of u should be able to guess why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but landing was terrible. coz.. i had alot of mucus and my ears were already blocked. so it was really really really painful. couldn't stand it. OUCH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh yes. yes. and i flew with a temperature of 38.5.. lol.. kinda horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh.. i'm gonna miss molly and everyone of my friends in sg. cries. but its ok.. life must go on. besides.. its only five months. and when i go back.. maybe some of them commit suicide due to O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JUST KIDDING. tt better not happen ah.. or i'd go to tell and bring u back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. evil thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of evil thoughts i had quite a few on the plane.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick again la.. maybe its coz of those evil thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. so. theres alot of things tt need to be done. SO.. since my physical side of me.. doesn't want to get ready and dandy for it.. i would just have to ignore it and have a positive attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.. BUT TA MA DE..  throat so pain. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd log off now so.. see y'all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112088854232183876?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112088854232183876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112088854232183876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112088854232183876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112088854232183876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/lol-i-think-im-gorgeous.html' title='lol.. i think i&apos;m gorgeous.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112058155138002633</id><published>2005-07-06T02:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T02:39:11.386+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sexy.</title><content type='html'>LOL OMG TODAY I SAW SOMEONE SO SEXY I JUST WANTED TO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. but actually i'm also tired so.. yeah.FUCK LAH CANNOT CONTROL ANYMOREW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112058155138002633?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112058155138002633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112058155138002633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112058155138002633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112058155138002633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/sexy.html' title='sexy.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-112014916755526928</id><published>2005-07-01T02:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T02:32:47.560+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe.. poem</title><content type='html'>haiya.. actually wanted to come online to write a poem.. but lots of inspiration. seriously i think i'm very dry now. only got idea for prose. poem really very taxing lar... sometimes come out with some phrases.. not nice one. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway doesn't matter. i've been writing this short story. its going well lah i hope. later maybe going to write another 300 words or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing story is so super fun lor.. BUT ALSO STRESSFUL. my goodness. really can die. think i should have written close to 1200 words now. lotsa complication has arrived man. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but simple plot lah.. just short story so i'm not including any sub plot. actually i am lah.. but sub plot related to main plot one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anyway.. enough crap. today was super fun. haha. went out with the BMSS plus lampa and erm.. mathangi. went shopping. LOL.. if u would call tt shopping lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first walked arnd westmall. then went to jurong point. haha.. then walked until mathangi died. her bag.. haha. and still dare say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" if its better quality i will buy "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. very indian-ish.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after tt went melvin's house.. had dinner there. and melvin's mum is really so nice lah.. ask us go eat while she wrap the things. haha... SHE ROCKS! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went home via cab. hhaahahahaha.. no la.. sweeties. not via laavanyah. its via cab as in.. the car. hahahahahahahhahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPNN. is a new abbreviation. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. outta here. seeya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-112014916755526928?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/112014916755526928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=112014916755526928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112014916755526928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/112014916755526928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/07/hehehe-poem.html' title='hehehe.. poem'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111995480218604223</id><published>2005-06-28T20:25:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:33:22.190+10:00</updated><title type='text'>holiuday!!</title><content type='html'>okay so... haha.. i am erm.... blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... holiday has been great! ahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. some pple hid from me at the airport then... we went out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't get home tilll about seven. i tell you i almost died.. it was realyl terrible.. hahaha... must shower and stuff. and the heat can kill lar.. esp first nite back haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. tt was really really fun... i thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and erm... tt was friday so... sat... yeaah.. slept most of the day.. got up... and what did i do/? AIYO.. how come i can't remember arh. i really can't remember.. my god....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forget it.. i think it'd come back later. ok.. sunday.. met up with angeline and medeline.. went to orchard and stuff.. was really fun.. haha.. enjoyed it lots. talked about alot of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEAH SATURDAY WENT DINNER WITH SHUMINL.. SARANYA.. ERM... ZIJIE... AND PADRO.. SAW CHUNFEN ALSO. OF COURSE?! HOW COULD I HAVE FORGOTTEN! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay well.. after tt i erm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday.. yesterday.. went out with mum... bought alot of stuff lar.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus... since melvin.. and laa.. totally scared the fuck outta me la.. the ghost and all tt.. lol. and richalynn also was there while we talked. so... i bought this chain.. from the cbs.. with the crucifix and the hail mary thingy. and immediatly went over to the church to get it blessed. LOL.. then i wear it straiht away.. and am still wearing it now.. lol.. didn't take off when is slept or showered either. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah. now molly happily colouring her hair.. should be back soon lar... actually just finished. i am going to shower... wash clothes... and wash dishes right NOW. so tt i can have dinner with her later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am getting seriously fat. tomorrow i am seriously gonna diet and must wear dark colour clothes lar.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. seey'all yea? ? and i am just so happy to be home once again. seeyaz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111995480218604223?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111995480218604223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111995480218604223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111995480218604223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111995480218604223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/holiuday.html' title='holiuday!!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111926907353323683</id><published>2005-06-20T21:50:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:02:46.380+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOA - Chapter One</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Love for Addiction&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chapter One&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Refer to entry below this one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The air was filled with the smell of a thousand burning corpses, a common misinterpretation our mind makes when introduced with smoke. The concrete pavements were black, charred by burnt paper and sweets, offerings to the people of the city far below. Some fires were not out, sending red- indian signals into the air, not quite in place in a pocket of urban asia - Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the city lay unconscious with dreams billowing up like smoke into the night air, Jennifer walked steadily across the field. Melodies of love by the crickets chimed in her ears, passionately influencing the surrounding. Amidst the smoke and mental dillusion, she looked like a mirage of pink and blue. Her jeans hanging low on her hips, and slightly torn from the pressure of her shoes below. A shirt so light in colour, that it could be seen a mile away, bearing an emblem of truth and faith - the crucifix. And what an irony it was to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her face however hung down low, like a sad prisoner sentenced to death. Her eyes had the darkest shadows beneath it, and her pupils contained no colour, no passion and no life. In a nonchalant twist, her lips existed, neither smiling nor frowning. Her hair dangled over her shoulders in cords. Jennifer had no life that night. She felt dead to the world, and certainly looked the part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gazing up as a cool breeze blew against her, she noticed just how beautiful her country was. The skyscrapers reached for the clouds, the trees and leaves grinned with life and the bus stations and roads sterile and clean. She noticed the shops that opened through the night, and sexually deprived old men crowding round the lady serving beer, she noticed how the cats slept peacefully, undisturbed by the calls of the night. Most importantly, she noticed her destination. It was a white building, thirty floors high, clothes hung out on baboo sticks, left out to dry. The paint was peeling off slightly, giving it a soft and rugged look. The playground - a whole lot of concrete - was spread around the circumference of the building, where kids - and teenagers - would make merry all the hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pressure screamed up her ears as the lift raised itself up to the top floor. It only took two seconds, but it seemed like eternity for Jennifer. Stepping out, the entire island of Singapore was spread before her. The wind blew unrelentlessly and the clouds parted like two welcoming arms. Lights and cars whizzed before her. In the distance, a fired erupted out of a huge chimney. And the dark seas, so far away, suddenly felt so near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that when you are about to die, your life flashes before your eyes. But it was clearly not the case. Thoughts overlapped, like a pretty yet obscene collage, all intertwined together, connected in a picture of staggering sadness. And as she fell, the collage slowly untwined, colourful thoughts that were there was then replaced with blackness. It was so uncomplicated, so simple and yet so hard for the mind to accept. The last thought - the last picture - then lingered on the collage, before falling apart. Everything was suddenly replaced with blackness, and perhaps a slight pain. But does it really matter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer shelved her fantasies and thoughts aside as she saw a familiar face board the bus.  It was six thirty in the morning and she did not want to come face to face with embarrassment so early.  The familiar beeping of the electronic cards against the reader pierced through her tired brain, and she could feel a headache bubbling up to the surface.  She angled the air-conditioner toward her face, it had to be more than 28 degrees, although the sun was not even up yet.  In front of her, almost every student had a textbook out, studying for a test or exam later that day.  Portable music devices blasted loud music, even through the privacy of the headphones or ear sets.  The bus was filled to the brim, with even more people trying to get on it.  It was chaotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, the back row of the bus did not offer much asylum.  Just as Jennifer thought that she was unnoticed, a shrill shout could be heard from the front of the bus, as a cheery faced Tracy stumbled her way toward her.   Everything about Tracy represented the average Singapore school girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The obsession with socks that had to be so low, it was as though the fabric hurt their skin.  Fat, thick and colourful shoe laces replaced the ordinary white ones. Their skirts were all perfect, not too long and not too short.  All their blouses were tucked just inside, most of them pulled out to hang over the skirt.  Almost all of them carried nothing in their bag, but still insisted on holding a number of books in their hands. Hair was tied up in a ponytail, strands of it deliberately allowed to fall over their face.  And such was the nature of a typical schoolgirl.  And of course, the guys would kill for them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Today I got Physics test leh!" chirped Tracy, making sure the entire bus heard her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah... Okay."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You all so lucky lor... never go Science stream. I wish I never lor.. what the hell... I'm dying... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haiya... did you bring your PE attire?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Err... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Whooaa.. today got PE! why you never bring?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer closed her eyes, willing her irritation to subside.  Not only did she hate Singapore slang, she also did not like so much attention in the morning.  With a busload of overly conscious students, the two girls sitting in front of her were not the only ones staring.  The incessant pecking in her ear continued as they walked into the college, making their way to their lockers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not as though Jennifer did not like Tracy.  Tracy was, in fact, her best friend.  When Jennifer first started at Catholic Junior College, Tracy was the only one she knew.  They both came from the same secondary school, did wild stuff together and loved each other more than they could ever imagine.  It was just that Jennifer lacked something that Tracy had - the energy and tolerance for early starts to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm just going up to class first okay?" started Jennifer "I have Mister Teo next... for Geog."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahhh.. okay lor okay lor.... and erm... meet you during lunch later.. and I'd help you look out for that guy you're supposed to meet" grinned Tracy, in her usual gregarious manner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111926907353323683?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111926907353323683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111926907353323683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111926907353323683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111926907353323683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/loa-chapter-one.html' title='LOA - Chapter One'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111926821531929699</id><published>2005-06-20T21:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T21:50:15.323+10:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL.</title><content type='html'>okay.. A grade debating.. was fucking horrible. CRIES OUT LOUD.. COL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO EMBARRASSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got two bloody people int he room writing things rite.. how the hell i know which one is adjudicator? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy one quite cute leh.. but it turns out he was erm.. debating coach so.. yeah. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH.... anyway peeps. i got nth much to say. i am now going to write a short story.. to improve my english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will submit it chapter by chapter as complete deviations in deviantart.com... but one chapter quite long so.. i will submit it here first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i suppose comments are welcome.. but i'm not particularly asking for any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. yeap... here i go. next entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111926821531929699?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111926821531929699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111926821531929699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111926821531929699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111926821531929699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/lol.html' title='LOL.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111906965868088539</id><published>2005-06-18T14:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-18T14:40:58.683+10:00</updated><title type='text'>guess who..</title><content type='html'>HAHAHHAHAHA ITS ME AGAIN ITS ME AGAIN ITS ME AGAIN. GOMGOGMOGMGOGMOGMGOMGOMGOGMOGMOGMGOGM I CAN'T BELIEVE IM GOING BACK TO SG IN A FEW ERM.. DAYS TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh... i'm going to play until my eyes pop out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i especially wanna catch up with pple.. i didn't get to catch up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huaqian and jiale&lt;br /&gt;tszho and riana&lt;br /&gt;(LOL.. NEW COUPLE OF 2005)&lt;br /&gt;ERM...&lt;br /&gt;justin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. my mum....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHH.. sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K.. SEE Y'ALL.. SO EXCITING RITE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg now the plane 8 hrs.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111906965868088539?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111906965868088539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111906965868088539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111906965868088539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111906965868088539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/guess-who.html' title='guess who..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111900498158963561</id><published>2005-06-17T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T20:43:01.593+10:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh.. church..</title><content type='html'>currently got some issues lah... firstly.. i cannot stall anymore lah. theres really no excuse for me not attending catechism. reading richalynn's blog made me feel even more guilty. i mean.. this is plainly wrong lah... its really really wrong. so... as of sunday maybe i'd call up some churches and ask them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the concert thing.. sigh.. i dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... whatever it is.. i'm just gonna deal with it after i have my break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people all have friends to do most stuff with them... hmmm... even in sg i didn't really ask my friends to accompany me to do.. silly stuff tt i feel i have to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just feel like a loser....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh... bang head against the wall time again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K LA.. not gonna worry abt stupid stuff.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111900498158963561?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111900498158963561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111900498158963561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111900498158963561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111900498158963561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/sigh-church.html' title='sigh.. church..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111882554060676286</id><published>2005-06-15T18:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T18:52:20.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>irritating pple</title><content type='html'>so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think some pple are upset with me lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya... i tell you. i just cannot be bothered lah. irritating pple. can't stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't even know what i did wrong lor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111882554060676286?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111882554060676286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111882554060676286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111882554060676286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111882554060676286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/irritating-pple.html' title='irritating pple'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111882340522900838</id><published>2005-06-15T18:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T18:16:45.233+10:00</updated><title type='text'>WORK EXP!</title><content type='html'>LOLOLOLOLOL! wassup everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks.. i'm very good. EXCEPT FOR ONE PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. MY. GOODNESS. I HAVE CONCERT BAND.. CONCERT TONITE. ACTUALLY CAN STILL GO LA BUT DON'T WANT TO GO. THEN.... I THREE WEEKS BEFORE NV GO BAND PRACTICE. THEN I'M REALLY GONNA DIE NOW LA.. COZ MY FLUTE TEACHER VERY PISSED WITH ME. HAIYA.. GOTTA EXPLAIN THIS AND THAT. AIYOOOO.. HELP ME LAH.... TRYING NOT TO WORRY BUT CANNOT DON'T WORRY. EVEN THOUGH DAY OF RECKONING IS REALLY A MONTH AWAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still i think it should be okay. as long as mr forward doesn't get involved. coz if he does then i really can go and bang my head against the wall already. aiyo. i should be able to think up some magnificent excuse lah. hopefully. and apologise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siiiiggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway talking abt work experience. quite fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;must wake up super early though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then yesterday... went to random classes. in the morning went with the preps.. wah.. damn naughty. wah but got one buy from russia... omg he was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO cute... really... omg... cannot resist. lol! and he's 7... so pls don't think i'm michael jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw michael jackson pardoned ah.. aiya... screw up lah. him and his 13 yr old friend. (no offense)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... his name was andrey lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i was testing him reading..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sean : so what we're gonna do is.. you read these words.. and i tick them against the box if you get them correct&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andrey : mmhmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAAHH.. really wanted to hug him.. LOL. he's really very cute lah.. aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. then today got music class. i don't even wanna talk about the grade 6s lah. wah cannot tahan. so naughty lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to scream.. but controlleedddd a thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then every lunch i go to the glen to eat sushi. haiya so boring. must tahan two more days... before.. anna i think.. comes to pei me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. signing off for now. going to die.... really die... haha.... when sch reopens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. but wait until then then deal with the problem la. heck care now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEEYA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111882340522900838?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111882340522900838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111882340522900838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111882340522900838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111882340522900838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/work-exp.html' title='WORK EXP!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111849038092817440</id><published>2005-06-11T21:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T21:46:20.930+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ARRGGGHHH</title><content type='html'>u know.. the trouble with going to a " branded " primary school is that... everyone comes from all around singapore? so when we actually leave the school.. we become so far apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. recently i've added alot of primary school friends in friendster. and erm.. been talking to jeanette.. and eunice. i just finished talking to eunice in fact.. haha.. bless her.. she rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were just discussing abt stuff tt went on in pri school. and i can still remember... the container.. haha.. aircon breaking down... chinese teacher saying we're hopeless.. lol.. anus ali... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;art and health ed lessons. PSLE.... writing journals... going to the canteen... doing IDP... hahaha... i still rmb tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess time.... making u take out shirt if u sweat too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the school song... hahahahaha.. FORGET ALR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HONESTY IN PERFORMANCE, PRIDE IS SERVICE.. RMB TT ALWAYS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111849038092817440?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111849038092817440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111849038092817440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111849038092817440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111849038092817440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/arrggghhh.html' title='ARRGGGHHH'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111840466444013858</id><published>2005-06-10T21:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T21:57:44.443+10:00</updated><title type='text'>realisation</title><content type='html'>well... i just realised that i erm... have been blogging daily.. well... today was surprisingly okay.. i went to buy the sweater tt i needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ripcurl.. and it costs a stagering.. like what... 79.90? okay.. screams out loud. i paid by eftpos.. and hope by dear lord above... that the account isn't below 400...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh.. really gotta get a job and youth allowance man.. but after i come back from singapore lah.. hai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much to say alr... lol.. so... cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone dares to hurt my mum again. i will kill that person. i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if what i heard was true.. i am utterly disappointed with you. because you were the one who taught me never to lie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111840466444013858?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111840466444013858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111840466444013858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111840466444013858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111840466444013858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/realisation.html' title='realisation'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111831810754367059</id><published>2005-06-09T21:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:55:07.546+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhh</title><content type='html'>once again... bmss not online. FUCK. anyway... i am having alot of " fun " rite now... worrying about book keeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a new erm.. jacket lah... i guess i'd go to the city and buy tomorrow... if i don't get lost lah... hahahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay tt's all lah... for tonite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eng = 91%&lt;br /&gt;sci = 93%&lt;br /&gt;math = 90%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW... very faintable leh....... i also dunno how.. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111831810754367059?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111831810754367059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111831810754367059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111831810754367059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111831810754367059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/ahhh.html' title='ahhh'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111822979350330037</id><published>2005-06-08T21:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:23:13.506+10:00</updated><title type='text'>aiyaaa</title><content type='html'>WAH LAO EH..... third nite in the row the BMSS nv come online ah... fine.. must find other ways to contact them.. see how they.. AHEM.. explain their sorry selves. can't u find some time for me.. dearies.. lol. just kidding la.. they have busy lives...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sex la..&lt;br /&gt;spilling drinks at airport counter with auntie behind them la..&lt;br /&gt;laughing lah...&lt;br /&gt;search for ah luo lah...&lt;br /&gt;competing for the lamest joke title lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa im not gonna be murdered by time once i get home.. haha.. just kidding lah.. you guys rock.. miss EUU alll ALOT WORXX... reallie lorx... will lurb all of eu 1314 worr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol... don't EU all find me KYOOOTTT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k enough of tt. so MATHANGI.. left me a testi lah... talk abt bio.. dianah mark like the real Os.. omg lah.. hahahahahaha.. no offense to EU.. THANGI... lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i got back two of my papers.. drum roll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;math.. 90%... science... 93%.. lol.. yes.. be very shocked. tt's the best i've ever gotten in the 16 yrs i was alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESIREE. calling maid and molly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;outta here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111822979350330037?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111822979350330037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111822979350330037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111822979350330037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111822979350330037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/aiyaaa.html' title='aiyaaa'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111805907042034597</id><published>2005-06-06T21:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:57:50.423+10:00</updated><title type='text'>siighh..</title><content type='html'>okay so.. this week got a couple of setbacks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly right.. haha.. i sorta... fell out with a friend. very sad.. haha.. its all my fault lah...&lt;br /&gt; check tt.. fell out with more than one friend. oh well.. i just sent her a " sorry " card.. shall talk to her more if she comes online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. recently having exams... and a flu at the same type. which is totally rockable.. don't get me wrong... ARGHH.. yea rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh.. so... english.. is very much like the lit paper in singapore... was okay.. hopefully can do well.. science, math, commerce and history were all easy shits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than i can say for tmr's last two papers.. tt i'd be taking in school... crosses fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'd just flunk it la.. i can't be bothered anymore. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda miss my friends.... i don't miss sg anymore... APPLAUDS... haha. but i can't do without my friends lah.. how arh... ok heres the plan. im gonna call maid... jx... or melvin later.. (or all three) just to say hi.. to hear their voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OR IF THEY'RE TGT.. which i think they most likely are... erm... actually not la... its kinda late even in sg. but maid and mel may be tgt.... haiya.. seldom tt i can get so lucky.. but.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... its two down and two to go.. talking abt terms of course.... hmmm... good thing about me is tt i keep finding things to look forward to.. like.. work exp.. trip back to sg... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. lets put it this way.. plainly... hmmm... everything is working out.. this year is foundation year.. where i am ditching everything.. just to get myself aquainted. lol. made some swell friends.. i actually spelt " maid " as " maid " just now.. goes to show how much i miss BMSS... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.... back to the subject. made some swell friends... lets name them.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maja.. bring cup noodles to school.. lol... panayiota carabourniotis.. once again... crazy and GREEK. hehehhee.. genie in a bottle.. dim sim.. LOL... errr... who else.. ben? yeap.. really nice guy... 200 word assignment in french? no thank you. yeap.. and of course.. theres still the rest.. who i normally hang out with... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*closes eyes for a brief moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sick and exams.. do not mix well together. certainly not sick and studying. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... depending on how it goes... i probably won't go home when i'm in yr 11... i'd stay up till after i finish VCE. hmm... i wonder how things would be then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get things in my life to work anyway... at least after this foundation year.... yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alllrighty.... logging off now. a little bit of PE to study then i'm done. can't be stuffed with the rest of revision lah... haha... well.. we'll see how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111805907042034597?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111805907042034597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111805907042034597' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111805907042034597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111805907042034597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/siighh.html' title='siighh..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111789429175362303</id><published>2005-06-04T23:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T00:11:31.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahah`</title><content type='html'>oh my goodness.. oh my goodness.. i know this is malaysian.. but it applies to us too. haHAHAHAHAHAH. we were once part of malaysia anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#CCFFCC;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;You Know You're Malaysian When....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" bg style="color:#FFFFFF;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;You complain about the quality of the pirated DVD you just purchased. "What, RM10 for DVD5?! Aiyah, boss ... sound no good, cheaperlah ..."&lt;br /&gt;You're willing to consume sambal petai and durian and gladly suffer the bloating and wind-breaking incidents.&lt;br /&gt;You're exceedingly polite to the Mat Sallehs but you slag your own kind. "Hello, sir. Why don't you sit here, it’s got the best view of the city skyline." But, "Aunty-ah, your table is over there next to the kitchen."&lt;br /&gt;You order Maggi goreng and fried chicken, complain about how oily the food is, and then proceed to finish it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;You love to talk about food. You're already thinking about what to have for dinner while eating lunch. "I'm stuffed. What shall we have for dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;You dive into a communal-style meal the moment the dish lands on the table only to hesitate at the last morsel of food on the serving dish. There are two possible explanations for this: the first is the pai seh (embarrassed) factor, while the other is the myth that the person who eats the last piece will be a spinster.&lt;br /&gt;You hit the accelerator the moment the first drop of rain hits your windshield. "Alamak, it's going to rain. Sure traffic jam one. I'd better drive faster."&lt;br /&gt;You seize the opportunity to make a U-turn anywhere ... especially where there is a sign telling you not to. Well, so long as the cops aren't in sight.&lt;br /&gt;You feel a burning desire to send text messages and even have the gall to give your friend a blow-by-blow account of the movie to your friend on the handphone — during the screening of the movie. "Okay, now that girl Lizzie is impersonating an Italian singer; she so doesn’t look Italian ..."&lt;br /&gt;You forsake your loved ones for the all-important four letter-word: S-A-L-E. "Sorry, mum, I can't take you to Aunt Mary’s because I have to go to MidValley before the crowd." You’re also more than happy to be part of the insane traffic jam that forms around malls during weekends and sale periods.&lt;br /&gt;11. Reality shows Akademi Fantasia and Malaysian Idol dictate your social life. "What, no TV at the mamak? Count me out — I'm staying home. Rinie needs my support."&lt;br /&gt;You pepper every sentence with lah. "No-lah, I can't see you today-lah. I have to study-lah. You know-lah, the prison warden aka mak is watching me like a hawk"&lt;br /&gt;You fail to function normally without your daily dose of teh tarik and nasi lemak.&lt;br /&gt;You have owned at least one Proton in your lifetime. Cheap, cheap. That is until you start to make enough dough to buy that Honda you've been salivating over.&lt;br /&gt;You slow down at an accident site to take down the car number plate, but won't step out of your car to help — the victim could be a robber!&lt;br /&gt;You'd rather park your car along the main road outside the mall, where there's a yellow line, rather than pay RM1 to park inside where there are adequate bays.&lt;br /&gt;You plead, bat your eyelids and relate a sob story to the officer at the town council office to let you off the hook (or reduce the amount considerably) for the fine you incurred when you parked your car on the double line.&lt;br /&gt;You make an appointment for 10am and conveniently show up a half hour late — Malaysian time, what ...&lt;br /&gt;You pop open the wet tissue packet at the Chinese restaurant by squeezing the trapped air to the top of the packet before proceeding to smash your fist into it. The louder the pop the better.&lt;br /&gt;You greet your friend / neighbor / acquaintance on the street with "How are things?" or "Have you eaten?" or better yet, by stating the obvious: "Went to market ah?"&lt;br /&gt;Ramlee burger is the "piece de resistance" of your growing-up-years cuisine.&lt;br /&gt;You catch all major televised events at the mamak.&lt;br /&gt;You have roughly six meals a day (breakfast, mid-morning tea, lunch, afternoon tea, dinner and supper). Then there's the snacking — keropok ikan, pisang goreng, muruku, jam tarts and the like.&lt;br /&gt;You get the whole family dressed to the nines, jump into the car and head for the minister's open house — and ask for styrofoam boxes and plastic bags to tar pau food.&lt;br /&gt;Your accent and language style vary according to the race of the person you are conversing with.&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friendly disposition. Smiles are abundant and your "Apa khabar?" is warm and sincere.&lt;br /&gt;You exclaim loudly how expensive everything is, even though the items may in fact be going for a steal. "Wah! So expensive, ah? Hak sei ngor (Scare me to death)!"&lt;br /&gt;You dig deep into your pockets to contribute to the latest appeal for donations in the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;You "dis" our country all the time, but as soon as something good happens (like winning the Thomas Cup), you morph into a proud Malaysian.&lt;br /&gt;You never travel abroad without a bottle of chilli sauce, or sachets which you can sneak into restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;You're proud to be Malaysian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Malaysian friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a href="&gt;Get'&gt;http://www.blogthings.com/wherefrom.html"&gt;Get&lt;/a&gt; Your Own "You Know You're" Meme Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More cool things for your blog at &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com"&gt;Blogthings&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111789429175362303?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111789429175362303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111789429175362303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111789429175362303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111789429175362303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahahah.html' title='hahahah`'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111762020060145767</id><published>2005-06-01T20:02:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:03:20.603+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahhahahaha!</title><content type='html'>omgomgomgogmogmogmg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just read medeline's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chitting chatting... OMG... okay i just thought that was very laugh-able.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chit chatting la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chitting chatting.. oh my goodness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw from now on.. when i say omg.. i mean oh my goodness okay.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111762020060145767?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111762020060145767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111762020060145767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111762020060145767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111762020060145767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahahahahhahahaha.html' title='hahahahahhahahaha!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111762015145173277</id><published>2005-06-01T20:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T20:02:31.456+10:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHAHA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111762015145173277?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111762015145173277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111762015145173277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111762015145173277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111762015145173277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/06/hahahaha.html' title='HAHAHAHA!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111761884967398731</id><published>2005-06-01T19:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T19:40:49.676+10:00</updated><title type='text'>brits rock.</title><content type='html'>brits playing badminton? LOL. am i tt short? didn't notice me at all? what a liar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm short la.. aiyo.. how agonizing man... hahahaha... DON'T MAKE FUN ALR LAH! my god...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY.. kind of today was... THINKING abt friends in sg again.... and laughing to myself abt ah luo. I KNOW V LONG AGO LA... but u guys should have seen how crazy u were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid in the room playing piano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jx vomiting in the toilet&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melvin collapsing to the floor outside the toilet door laughing. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah really. okay... CALLS LAMPA! excuse me... ur blog ah.. the URL i cannot find leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so some pple not lame lah.. calling themselves famous five! LOL. u think u're enid blyton ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i'm not wrong is it... richalynn, jiaxin, melvin, laavanyah and mathangi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could be wrong lah... but... can just imagine... two names in there... who have made a significant dent in my brain.. for making me laugh too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i was supposed to study history. but to my utter shock and dispair found out tt i forgot to bring the book home. so now.. i'm kinda staring at genetics notes in front of me. i actually alr know quite a fair bit of it lah... so... just needa remember the nitrogen bases again. keep forgetting. what weird names anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dunno la.. but it really seems as though i don't wanna transfer anymore. its weird leh... like when i first went to BBSS.. i was DYING to get myself outta there. but after tt.. well.. i couldn't even dream of leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then why did i leave? HMMM.. its time to stop thinking of tt question lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this sch isn't tt bad.... haha. it has nice pple like erm... shane.. (who likes to pretend he's buffy)... david.. (erm... light bulbs aren't light sabres..)... duncan... (yeah..) hahahahahaahaha... erm... paul.... nick (pls... my locker.. my area..)... jordan.. AHAHHAHA.. good lad... jack.. ermmmmm... well... wag king... biondi... okay.. finish talking abt veronica already pls... haha... john.. and jerry... yejin.. panayiota.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just reading richalynn's blog. and found out tt she censored the word " c**k "...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like she ain't gonna be cussing no longer. and i'm following her example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams... erm.. in a few days. on friday to be specific.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its most probably gonna be easy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiming for As for everything... exept for erm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. i want an A for everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't think its gonna happen.. but tt's what i'm aiming for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me a nerd.... i don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111761884967398731?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111761884967398731/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111733949220623302</id><published>2005-05-29T14:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T14:04:52.210+10:00</updated><title type='text'>okayy..</title><content type='html'>first of all.. good luck to everyone taking O level mother tongue tomorrow.. hehe... have faith in all of you, to do the best you can. haha. do well.. and tt's one subject down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya... so yesterday went to watch starwars with jack... 6.45.... it was easier to understand than i thought. kind of sad la.. though.  i declare my favourite character yoda. hahahahahaha... the little green thing. really very cute lah.... haha. and i like the way he talks also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anakin skywalker.. well...&lt;br /&gt;1.) he looks older (although lots of watching of other episodes occured for me... )&lt;br /&gt;2.) erm.. yeah he turned evil for nth which is pretty sad&lt;br /&gt;3.) can hear his breathing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah its really really really very sad lah... my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually really must erm... praise the person who created this starwars series lah.  think it was really successful....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway... i gtg now. i have alot of work to get through today... see if i have time to study... if not then... haha. alright. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111733949220623302?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111733949220623302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111733949220623302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111733949220623302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111733949220623302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/okayy.html' title='okayy..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111719049694675958</id><published>2005-05-27T20:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T20:41:36.950+10:00</updated><title type='text'>tuna and milo...</title><content type='html'>some may aruge tt tuna and milo makes bad combination.. but i say otherwise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cold.. and i don't want caffeine... my caffeine tolerance level abit low now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my purpose of this blog is to erm... yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I THINK I HAVE A CRUSH ON SOMEONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighh.. not again right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna die alr lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was undressing this person in class... erm.. in my mind i mean. laughs evilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay gotta go. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111719049694675958?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111719049694675958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111719049694675958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111719049694675958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111719049694675958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/tuna-and-milo.html' title='tuna and milo...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111711163069737395</id><published>2005-05-26T22:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:47:10.703+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahahahha!</title><content type='html'>well.. u see... my purpose of blogging today is to talk about three issues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;issue number one&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya... i truly treasure all my friends? but dunno why... the last time i went back to sg... i had this really special bond with melvin, richalynn... jiaxin.. laavanyah.. haha.. mathangi. sigh... I REALLY MISS TT.. sobs loudly... i dunno if its coz we're from the same place... or we understand each other.. or coz we're all crazy... or... i dunno... but what i do know is that.. haha... i know theres smth special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;issue number two&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never really realised how sick temptation island is. i was just watching it just now.. and i got disgusted. i mean.. what the hell? you don't put people through so much pain lor. its just sick. and people enjoy watching tt? watch watch watch.. cry cry cry.. oh my god lah.. please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;issue number three&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kind of i'm saying this alot of times already. reading books does not make you a nerd. doing well in school does not make you a nerd. what makes you a nerd is computer games.. and no life at all. do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not saying pple who play computer games are nerds. JUST PPLE WHO DO IT ALLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL THE TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would expect australians to be more liberal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i was wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111711163069737395?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111711163069737395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111711163069737395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111711163069737395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111711163069737395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hahahahahahha.html' title='hahahahahahha!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111692379059371280</id><published>2005-05-24T18:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:36:30.596+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahhhhhh... ehhehehe</title><content type='html'>okkaayyy.. some politics going on... in... erm... 4e5. haha. hopefully it'd blow over. aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yiota likes poms.. ehhehehehhehehehehehehehehhehehehehehhee. i don't blame her. i like them too. their accent and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i give away too much.... erm.. someone is gonna come and talk to me abt it so.. i better not. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT OMG.. i really wanna say it lah. plsplsplspslpslpslpslsplsplss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was kinda awful lah. jerry got pissed and walked out. i think i'd give him a call later on... maybe after dinner time. hope he's alright.... really worried lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya.. dunno.... exactly a month b4 i get to go back to sg again. a month is a pretty long time leh... think three more weeks of sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i gtg alr lah.. nite everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111692379059371280?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111692379059371280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111692379059371280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111692379059371280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111692379059371280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahhhhhh-ehhehehe.html' title='ahhhhhh... ehhehehe'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111684946125094332</id><published>2005-05-23T21:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T21:57:41.256+10:00</updated><title type='text'>haiiyaaa.. studying.</title><content type='html'>okay.. so i just finished studying science....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. was pretty rushed lah... my science revision.. dunno if nxt day still can remember. i think usually can lah... i mean... yeah... gotta go study one chapter of HHD later.. and tt would definitely take me a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really worried for the exams.. i started really really late... to prepare for it.  i haven't even started on commerce and the rest. and i think my revision sheet for commerce flew away somewhere. yeah.. history.. tt's the one. i better start on it tmr.. screams.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.. today's debate rocked.. EHHEHEHEHEHEH.. i got best speaker. hurray for me. hahahaa. i was so happy lor.. and we won summore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah the other team.. not wanting to punch them man.... I CLEARLY DEFINED THE TOPIC LOR... then their first speaker " i didn't hear any definitions "... WAHHH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so COCKY.. the entire camberwell grammer school so COCKY! like the C grade team.... hahaha.. debating with.. u know... louise elle... those pple.. yeap.. haha.... held up notes to show pple and all tt.. haiyo.. wth right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk tsk tsk... grammer schools got bad reputation in my head now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111684946125094332?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111684946125094332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111684946125094332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111684946125094332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111684946125094332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/haiiyaaa-studying.html' title='haiiyaaa.. studying.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111682315776279861</id><published>2005-05-23T14:13:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T14:39:17.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ahh... debate</title><content type='html'>okay.. so interschool debating is very fun. hehehe.. coz i got periods 3 and 4 off to do the debate. haha. i'd probably go blog hopping soon.. its so relaxing being alone like that. hahaha. i'm doing well.. debate needs to be like... 8 minutes. so preparing it good. haha. gonna print it later. hopefully won't let my school down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm first speaking. haha.. so fun coz its with VCE students. rocks. haha. so i needa wear a red jumper later. hehehehehehehehehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. we'll see lah. haha. update again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.16pm. i'm already quivering.. hehe. wanna do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maid's blog hanging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... five minutes passed. i'd probably play arnd with internet before going back to class lah.. ahhh.. theres the bell.. its sixth period now. performing arts very boring sia.. don't really wanna go back. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doors swinging like stupid shit. and i'm just wondering if i can get my speech printed. haha. if not i needa send it to myself and print it later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just reading this nine page article.. see if theres anything useful.. then maybe i'd go back to class for music prac. although i really don't want to. but theres really nth else to do. exept stall like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. going back to class for last half hr of school. freaking hungry. dying already. wish me luck for my debate later.. beams widely.. hehehe.. but i'm pretty confident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111682315776279861?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111682315776279861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111682315776279861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111682315776279861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111682315776279861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/ahh-debate.html' title='ahh... debate'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111676674269621737</id><published>2005-05-22T22:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:59:02.700+10:00</updated><title type='text'>10 minutes..</title><content type='html'>haha okay... so i have ten minutes.. to type out this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm... basically its getting very very hard to be nice to some people... not because they're not nice people... not because i don't like them.. but simply because they're being annoying. deliberately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have something to say... jx mentioned in her blog tt reading doesn't make u a nerd. i agree with tt lor. u pple better stop commenting that reading makes u a nerd. what the hell is ur problem? let me talk about three kinds of pple who read... those who like to read and read for leisure.. those who read simply coz they wanna improve language.. and those who read coz they have to. i apprently happen to be in the first category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what the hell.... let me tell u now tt if u don't read... u're gonna end up as dysfunctional a bitch as my auntie now is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. there are exeptions. but just don't say reading is for nerds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so irritated... and annoyed. not gonna mention names.. but... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally know why his cousin's call him loser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i usually don't like to be this hurting? but kinda in an evil mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then u know how sometimes u say u want to read? and pple go.. " so guai ah.. " FUCK OFF LAH... wth.. i'm so irritated with tt too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put up with shit from pple all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i don't want pple to understand me. I JUST DON'T WANT TO BE ANNOYED! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111676674269621737?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111676674269621737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111676674269621737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111676674269621737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111676674269621737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/10-minutes.html' title='10 minutes..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111666127535052126</id><published>2005-05-21T17:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T17:41:15.353+10:00</updated><title type='text'>siiiggghhh.</title><content type='html'>okay.. i have a thousand and one things to get through tonite.. first a break.. and see how much i can get done... my typing is pretty limited now since i stupidly hurt two fingers.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate hurting fingers lah.. its damn irritating. haii.. anyway... after i finish typing this i probably gtg alr.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. so i got my haircut today. it was a pretty sucky day lah.. haha.. lotsa life i have anyway. i came back fr chinese class... had lunch.. then went to meet jack and nick. then went to cut hair.. LOL.. haha then after tt i came back home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to get through alot of assignments tonite... SIIGGHHh.. dunno how the heck i'm gonna be able to do it. but oh well.. gonna go watch tv now so.. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111666127535052126?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111666127535052126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111666127535052126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111666127535052126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111666127535052126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/siiiggghhh.html' title='siiiggghhh.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111641644662428891</id><published>2005-05-18T21:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:40:46.626+10:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming</title><content type='html'>okay.. so.. i just came back from swimming.. with jack and nick. my eyes.. are killing me.. and i'm so tired... but thousands of no need to go and study HHD still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... it was freaking cold and i was wearing bermudas.. lotsa smartness in me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaah... haiya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i should be exercising... but i really don't feel like... other than today lar.. which can hardly be counted as exercise anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh.. at least i'm not gaining weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far... erm... these week hasn't been ruined yet lar... at least i'm still sticking to my erm... plan.. yep.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides i found a gym to go to... so i hope i can be a member or smth.. haha. really needa get alot more exercise.. i feel sick alr.. never exercise properly for dunno how many months. at least in sg its more hot.. and humid.. and nicer to go out and jog.. summore can go with molly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... yeah.. gym is good lar... as long as don't have ego-istic guys i'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaap... so according to this fucking diet plan... i can only eat one meal on thursday and on friday... should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't like... have the diet plan where i eat one meal everyday. i dunno y but i just can't take it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yepp.. so on saturday... i'd go to the gym and find out about their membership and stuff.. haha... erm.. hopefully nth to be paiseh abt.. HOPEFULLY. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... so i have erm.... three days during the week where i only eat one meal.. and sunday as well... so its four days during the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and three times a week going to the gym... hmmmm... gym is tentative lar... but the eating habits definitely must change. haha.. yeaaah. so.... yepp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111641644662428891?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111641644662428891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111641644662428891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111641644662428891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111641644662428891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/swimming.html' title='swimming'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111641568739792532</id><published>2005-05-18T21:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T21:28:07.400+10:00</updated><title type='text'>err.. swimming.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111641568739792532?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111641568739792532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111641568739792532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111641568739792532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111641568739792532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/err-swimming.html' title='err.. swimming.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111598343374919729</id><published>2005-05-13T21:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T21:23:53.753+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friday...</title><content type='html'>since when has friday nite became snack night? how the heck am i supposed to diet when a torrent of my favourite foods have all arrived? some pple apparently love torturing me.. wheel chair basketball kinda rocked today. AHHAHAHAHAHAHA.. panayiota was kinda funny.. no offense panayiota.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe panayiota signed up for football... OMG. hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. panayiota can speak good ancient greeek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she's also gonna kill me for calling here panayiota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahha.. alright. WHEELCHAIR BASKET BALL ROCKS! i lovveee it1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah so anyway today wasn't tt bad.... raven... (mr sensi).. didn't come today.. soo.. couldn't take a pic of his nose for the general public to see.. and....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... hahaha.. 1 and a half hours free.. how coool is tt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was joking arnd with biondi and reading mags again.. hahahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this biondi arh.. hahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to me abt veronica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" why me? " hahahah.. veronica sounds like a drama queen to me.. hehehehe.. but a nice drama queen la.. who likes the twin,s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ook i'm leaving. goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111598343374919729?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111598343374919729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111598343374919729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111598343374919729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111598343374919729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/friday.html' title='friday...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111589145714834168</id><published>2005-05-12T19:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T19:50:57.153+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..</title><content type='html'>well... it was a pretty good day... at first. from feeling absolutely lousy in the morning.. to a day of erm... slacking.... and... fooling arnd. i think miss abott's really pissed at me. ahhh. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... this is what i'm really upset about. i realise this is an online blog so i can't just let every go here. but basically.. i feel so looked down upon? never in my life have i been so embarrassed of myself. why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really know. all i know is tt this isn't my fault. and i have to handle this using my principals.. and using my ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the things i told my friends when i called them in sg? they're not lies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i always say liberate ur mind and stuff. but... why is it so embarrassing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see how tomorrow treats me. its friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know whats gonna happen. i really don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need the BMS here with me right now. i really really need you guys.&lt;br /&gt;and tomorrow theres HHD? and PE? and double VC? i'm going to die in PE again... well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can someone please.. PLEASE.. help me right now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111589145714834168?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111589145714834168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111589145714834168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111589145714834168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111589145714834168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmmm.html' title='hmmm..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111581479746740566</id><published>2005-05-11T22:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T22:33:17.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'>teeeaarrss</title><content type='html'>okay this is horrible. its really true lor.. its worse than looking at photos. the more i read pple's blog the more i miss them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. ITS TRUE. NOW LIFE IS BETTER. YES. ITS MUCH BETTER. but... how come theres still something missing? i can feel increasing tensions between me and my auntie... my uncle is easy going so its alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. listen here. its been like what? FIVE MONTHS? how come i still can miss sg... no.. not miss sg... but all the people IN IT... like crazy?... didn't i talk abt moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes my gut feelings right.. its nv near accurate? so yeah.. at least i got one part right.. but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes.... u know... everyone can sense when someone doesn't like you? is that when you back off? even when u've been friends for.... pretty long?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some people can change so much in just a few months. have i changed? i might have... but... its immaterial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i am not willing... to just let go of everything in singapore.  missing people is fine... but i didn't expect to drift apart from people... not at all.  this is much harder than i thought it would be... and i wish tt i could smile.  hmm? i might as well drink up tt coffee now and have a snack... its going to be terrible tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... I TALK SO MUCH.. why am i upset?&lt;br /&gt;1.) because i am forced to move on?????&lt;br /&gt;2.) because i have to leave everything behind in sg??????&lt;br /&gt;3.) because i just.... feel so bloody empty?&lt;br /&gt;4.) i haven't been honouring my religious convictions?&lt;br /&gt;5.) either myself... or this one person has changed so dramatically that 6 years of friendship does absolutely NOTHING?&lt;br /&gt;6.).... because.. to everyone in sg... i seem so selfish... but i just don't want u guys to forget me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... i don't know lah... really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe not now.. because u guys are still so strongly embedded in my head. but hey!... u guys are not the one who has " left ".. so... it probably... is easier to forget? why don't i ever have faith in anyone? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I JUST DON'T WANT TO LET YOU GO. jesus christ................... my three best friends in primary school? damn! we're not even in talking terms now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno lah... i'm being very paranoid. yeaaah... literally speaking u guys can't forget me. and the fact tt... we ARE gonna drift apart.. is inevitable.. isnt it? i mean... what the hell... distance... is like tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess what i'm trying to say is tt... to all my friends.. i kinda miss u guys alot? and... i have so many fond memories... tt i can just burst out laughing at times. haha. *smiles to self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. these qualities will always be with me.. and... hopefully with u guys too. well... sorry for being so paranoid.. and for making u guys sound shallow or whatever... but.. its just a constant worry on my mind? and.. pple need assurance... all the time.. don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep down inside.. i know tt i am significant... (at least a little)... to... at least a few people on earth! and... yeah. i dunno whether i should say thank you or sorry now. but... i wasn't aimed at critisising any of my friends here lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't u guys wonder what will happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just what is gonna happen to me? to you? to everyone? to the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. time will tell. won't it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111581479746740566?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111581479746740566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111581479746740566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111581479746740566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111581479746740566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/teeeaarrss.html' title='teeeaarrss'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111572340207311245</id><published>2005-05-10T20:58:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T21:10:02.133+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.. yeaaah</title><content type='html'>today.. i was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO tired.. i dunno why. hmmm.. maids bday in two days.. ahhahaha. well. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super video by this comedian.. ahhahaha... and there was this super funny one on tv just now. SO FUNNY LOR.. omg.. hehehhee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. despite my tiredness i went with jerry to burwood... ! SO FAR LOR! so get his comp.. hhahahaha.. think he chose the wrong guy.. i know nuts abt computers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siiigggghhhh.................................................... i can't wait for this term to be over... i have a thousand and one things to buy fr sg... siiggggh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111572340207311245?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111572340207311245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111572340207311245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111572340207311245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111572340207311245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmm-yeaaah.html' title='hmm.. yeaaah'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111563446197032270</id><published>2005-05-09T20:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:27:41.976+10:00</updated><title type='text'>GONNA DIE!</title><content type='html'>okay... some deep breaths need to be taken at this juncture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I.AM.GOING.TO.DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this computer tt i'm using? is... it kinda reformatted itself. HOW? i dunno.. don't ask me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but..... well.... couple of pple are gonna murder me so.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... so midyear exams coming soon. tt's pretty cool. lotsa its not the easier exam i've ever had but... yeah.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OH MY GAWD.. SMTH NEEDS TO BE DONE WITH MY HAIR! i'm buying gel tmr after sch... HAII.. this saturday... i wanna go to the city. is anyone game? PLSPLSPLSPSLPSLPSLS. I REALLY NEEDA BUY STUFF! I DON'T HAVE THESE STUFF I WILL DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. then i'd just go myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck lah.. lotsa knowing HOW and WHERE to buy stuff here. i'm so pathetic. i feel like screaming suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and aiya.. i miss my mom.... my dad. i wanna eat oyster omelette.. i wanna eat the.... fishball noodles or whatever fuck u guys call it in hokkien.. mee pok tah or smth. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. most unfortunately.. I DON'T MISS ANY OF MY FRIENDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah.. actually i do lah. but hey hey hey.. lookey here... life has to go on... doesn't it? i can't keep missing EVERYTHING about singapore EVERYDAY. i can't don't ASSIMILATE into this god forsaken culture. because if i don't move on..... its gonna be a bloody hell for me every single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides.. life is getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also.. whats wrong with my chinese? HUH? its not as if im not trying k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lotsa u come to thornbury and attend the SLA la... NICK! COME TO THRONBURY! and u'd see.... there are PPLE LOUSIER THAN ME K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its nice and warm coz the heater is on.. but lotsa feeling i get to do hist and sci.... hmmm.. maybe... soon.. yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alleles.. whatever shit dominant.. whatever punett square.... HUH? whatever x and y... IS JUST SUCH A FUCCKKIIINNG thing la k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. give. up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I KNOW I'M SHORT U DON'T HAVE TO RUB IT IN BY TAPPING DRUMSTICKS ON MY HEAD K? IT HURTS K?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. i wanna cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111563446197032270?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111563446197032270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111563446197032270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111563446197032270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111563446197032270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/gonna-die.html' title='GONNA DIE!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111544301271532847</id><published>2005-05-07T15:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T15:16:52.720+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahaha!</title><content type='html'>ahhh.. life is good isn't it. punitha got more self confidence with her new haircut... my friends in sg all say physics paper killed them but they got over it quick. and i miss them like siao... and believe me.. i know exactly how they looked like when they ran over to westmall in the rain.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't talked to melvin for the longest time.. looks like he's real dedicated to his studies... no longer signing into MSN... but i saw he tagged my board. anyway.. miss him alot and... yeaaah.. well.. i know he'd be just fine... in the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of them will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... as for me... er... pretty relieved coz next year can take 6 subjects? but dunno if i want to yet lah. we'll see. there are so many subjects i wanna drop next year. but.. its only may. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy belated birthday to ai-lyn JIEJIE.. for ur info ur mom insists i call u JIEJIE.. hahahahhaa.. well.... i better get over the embarrassment soon right? JIEJIE.. hehe.. i think biu jie is better la... biao jie in cantonese. but we'll see? right? andy KORKOR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh jesus christ.. this is really very bad man.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm... and.. exciting news... 1.) OMG I MET SOMEONE FROM SINGAPORE! YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES! FINALLY!!!!!!!!! I'M SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. yup.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.... i cheated like some stupid shit during chinese test today. no use feeling bad lah. i wasn't the only one k? it was difficult lah! so many words i dunno how to write. hmmm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week.. i was slacking. like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out everyday after sch and came back arnd 7 lidat.... such a lazy shit i am... but.. well... GET OVER IT. hahahahaha. and i found my diary.. phew.. thanks to wilson who kept it for me.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday i was playing football with the guys.. coz i was being forced to. err.. yeah. and.. i took videos.. hahaha.. and nick was doing this silly thing in front of the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL................ the more i read pple's blogs the more i miss them leh... HOOOWWWWW? oh my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright lah. i'm going off alr... dunno what i'm gonna do tonite also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going off. goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111544301271532847?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111544301271532847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111544301271532847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111544301271532847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111544301271532847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hahahahaha.html' title='hahahahaha!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111520090117273743</id><published>2005-05-04T19:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T20:01:41.276+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hehe.. psychology...</title><content type='html'>on second thought... i'd do psychology instead of media. better to stick to my er... current subject choices. and yeah.. i got good news!!! HEHEHEHHEHEHEHE... health and human development SAC... 29/30.. OMGOMGOGMOGMGOGMOGMOGMGOGMOGMGOMGOGMG! HAHAHAHAHAHA. i was so bloody nervous k! i thought i would like.. do badly or whatever.. EVEN FAIL.. but when i got it back..A AHAHHAHAHAHA.. such a nice surprise man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually supposed to be 29 and a half over 30 la.. but the teacher changed it last minute. EXCUSSEEE ME.. it was an essaaay k... haha.. not easy to get so high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i better stop gloating. maybe theres not so much to hate abt health and human development after all.. haha.. since i can do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... yeah. so happy.. really made my day... got another chinese SAC coming up.. this saturday. not. confident. at. all. SCREEEAAAAAAM. well... for chinese i'm pretty satisfied if i can just maintain my grades above 40... yeaaah.... theres nth to study for chinese anyway... so.... i also dunno y i needa spend 3 hrs everytime.... its not like the chinese in sg.. its easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chinese.... ngee ann poly offering diploma in chinese studies leh.. then second year can go china study history, lit and stuff. thought tt's pretty cool... some modules in eng and some in chi. hha.. and got news writing in chinese and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is quite good for singaporeans lah... coz... so many singaporeans are &lt;strong&gt;SWELL &lt;/strong&gt;in the chinese language... they would excel in tt course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah.. AND.. speaking of uni courses. i dunno.. must think first. hehe. i'm leaving tt one open.. just the subjects next year i'm thinking abt it lah... i want as little studying subjects as possible.. so out of the five.. theres two.. lit and psychology...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;media would definitely help me get into journalism... but... if its not compulsory then i'm ditching it lah... psychology's definitely more beneficial as it can help in writing and stuff. AHHH WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days were.. OKKAAAY. i guesssss. i went to paul's house.. AGAIN.. after sch.. thought of going to bhn to buy story book but.. well.. was just too lazy. i can't wait till friday.. where i'm going to stay out whole day. and tell my aunt tt i'm going out... and then.. when she asks with who i tell her.. " errm.. you don't know this friend.. i have alot of friends.. not possible for u to know everyone "..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCORE ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to give her some clues... tt i don't like this ice palace... gonna stay out... pretty long. eat and stuff. even if its by myself. i don't really carreeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... independence... is a pretty cool feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and trams are bloody slow.. 45 mins from city to caulfield?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW THE TRAIN DOOR MUST OPEN URSELF ONE? wahh.. talk abt embarrassment.. hahahahahaahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like... at everystop the driver only unlock the door.. then u needa slide it open urself. so naturally.. i got into a state of panic when the door didn't open.. and.. hehehehehee.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAUGH LA.. think its funny right. see how secure u asses feel next time when the train door doesn't open on you! hehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day was at the class website.. saw the pic of chao sara wearing the security guard thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one reaction : AH HAHAHAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. tt must have gone outta the frame. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111520090117273743?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111520090117273743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111520090117273743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111520090117273743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111520090117273743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hehe-psychology.html' title='hehe.. psychology...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111511044320507745</id><published>2005-05-03T18:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T18:54:03.206+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehehhe.. mobile phone.</title><content type='html'>okay.. so i finally got my mobile phone.. hahahaha... YESYESYES! sony ericsson t700i... i'm in love with it.. hahahahaha.. it really rocks la. haha. later i going to see if i can download ring tones.... PLSS... tell me australia don't have tt kinda GPRS nonsense... haha... or.... er... aiya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dunno how to access internet. but thousands of not gonna cost alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i went with jerry to the optus place.. apparently he knows his way arnd better than me.. hehe.. tt's good. yeaaaah.... then he went to meet his friends. and i went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so called fun run/cross country. got serious asthma thing.. coz i was running.. and it isn't exactly as hot and humid as singapore. terrible. then i kept stopping. but hey.. whats new... hahaha.. singapore i also always keep stopping lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i am typing non-stop.. like some crazy idiot lidat.. hahaha.. expressionlesss summore.. HEHEHEHE... all 4 msn windows blinking and i am ignoring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. so i ran with biondi... hehehe....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah. tmr is gonna be a crappy day. and looking forward to this sat so i can finally get my diary back. ahhhh.. the stress is totally gone now... coming back soon. exams coming....... hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... we'll see lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melbourne... quite alright lah... heaves sigh of relief. thank... goodness. and i don't miss singapore AT ALL now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew..... so i am used to it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaaah. can't wait for next year though. this year wasting my time. doing stuff tt i already done before.. and like.. its not for A level..  but.. this year is passing HORRIBLY quick... it SUDDENLY.. is may already. and the entire june is gonna fly by.. haha.... coz.. of work experience.. and thailand. yeah. and then in july.. come back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it won't be so bad lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it isn't so bad now. just can't wait for next year! hehe.. okay lah. gotta go. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111511044320507745?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111511044320507745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111511044320507745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111511044320507745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111511044320507745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/05/hehehehhe-mobile-phone.html' title='hehehehhe.. mobile phone.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111485309241049111</id><published>2005-04-30T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T19:24:52.410+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahha...</title><content type='html'>places i wanna go : israel.. rome... paris... london... morocco... mongolia... russia... arabia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. btw... i'm sticking to my old subject choice lah... double math, psychology, lit and eng. haha. if lit not available then i'd do bio. or media or smth.. but my sch no media. ah well. doesn't matter. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;health and human sucks to the core now lah.... HOW I WISH... i picked threatre. but also outta my control. they weren't running tt one. shiitttee lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you xie ren hai yi zi yao wo du dian nao.. FUCK OFF LAH.... yi zi gen wo jiang dian nao de yong chu... yi zi yao wo ren dian nao shi shi jie shang zhui zhong yao. yi zi yao wo ren shui mei you dian nao wo bu xing. of course i can't live without it lah. BUT.. aiya just fuck off lah. some pple too childish to actually realise theres more to life than just MONEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some pple are so realistic until i get angry leh. money makes the world go round. oh please just wake up lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some pple refuse to admit a power greater than themselves. oh well.. doesn't matter.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... so today was quite alright. the bitch jenny was sick and therefore couldn't come pick me up.. so she got my uncle to come instead. then i went for lunch with him.. mac. then came home for a while. then went to jack's house to see the movie. what. a. terrible. movie. okay.. then after tt i rushed home.. coz.... i wanted to catch my grandparents b4 they went home.. so.. yeah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonite i going to watch DVD.. got rockable movies for me to watch hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la... going off alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh can u believe it? i lost my diary. bloody farke la. cya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111485309241049111?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111485309241049111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111485309241049111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111485309241049111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111485309241049111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahahahha.html' title='hahahahha...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111477550860965801</id><published>2005-04-29T21:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T21:51:48.610+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sean</title><content type='html'>i wanna eat sausage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i very hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fridge got no food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like curry puff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love salty foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will have an early nite or my body cannot tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahahhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;richalynn and i are long-distance dating so stay away from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cannot be so selfish mah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahhahahahaa. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am long distance dating with some other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long distance dating as in.. 2km away from each other. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is getting lame. outta here so goodnite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111477550860965801?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111477550860965801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111477550860965801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111477550860965801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111477550860965801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/sean.html' title='Sean'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111467990722270486</id><published>2005-04-28T19:11:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-28T19:18:27.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>gothic...</title><content type='html'>err.. so i just gave up on chinese essay. going to get eng compre to do soon. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i..... reckon i'd scare everybody with more piercings.. hahahaha. let me look in the mirror. wait. this would be the er... 3rd time i'm piercing my left ear? yeah. haha. but yeah.. i'd think abt it. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since my aunt and my mom not gonna murder me for doing it lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but piercings rock.. HAHAHAHHAHA. yeaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... i'm going off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check if tmr got eng or not. if don't have i'm not gonna do the freaking compre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111467990722270486?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111467990722270486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111467990722270486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111467990722270486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111467990722270486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/gothic.html' title='gothic...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111459370882408123</id><published>2005-04-27T19:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:21:48.826+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahaha...</title><content type='html'>well... er... firstly.. the song " almost here " rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... nth much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't faint when veronica wrote " bian " in fan ti zi.. AHHAHHAAAHAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i came up with a chinese word play today. see if u guys know or not.... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" xian4 zhai4 de4 qing2 bian4 cheng2 yi3 hou4 de4 jin1 " hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahah. btw... " jin1 " is err... chinese slang... i doubt singaporeans would understand. i only understood when nick taught me. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. yeaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" lei tong kye fan gao.. " HAHAHHAHA. koreans can pronounce cantonese better than chinese. right.. paul?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm talking some shit nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mom.. sent me and email. SO TOUCHING. wanna cry already. aiya. i dunno la.. i better not cry in front of the comp...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111459370882408123?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111459370882408123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111459370882408123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111459370882408123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111459370882408123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahahaha.html' title='hahahaha...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111451070764531213</id><published>2005-04-26T20:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T20:18:27.646+10:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster...</title><content type='html'>thousands of friendster not lagging like some crazy shit lah. what the hell. so many pple accepted my friieeendddster.. I WANNA GO SEE. ah but.. forget it. so irritating lor. can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interesting things tt happen today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate hahaha.. my marks... 30/30.... so..... best speaker? OF COURSE. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once in my life i kept my cool during the debate....... so.... it was good. yeah.&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 also.... my chinese.. rockable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some relevation.. ALMOST came true.. but.. well.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think only richalynn med and angeline knows.. sorry i have to mention their names. but if i don't... then... really no one would understand what i'm talking abt it. its so nerve wrecking.. and so nervous lor.. so embarrassing also.. but yeah. its FUN. its so exciting lor.. AHHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm kinda gonna go now.. and try er... friendster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diet : day one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111451070764531213?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111451070764531213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111451070764531213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111451070764531213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111451070764531213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/friendster.html' title='friendster...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111442605599078410</id><published>2005-04-25T20:43:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T20:47:35.990+10:00</updated><title type='text'>bloogggggs</title><content type='html'>hahahha.... listening to brian mcfadden now. err... wait i go and see the title. almost here.. yeah.. it rocks right? yeah... of course it rocks. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE. certain stuff tt happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111442605599078410?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111442605599078410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111442605599078410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111442605599078410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111442605599078410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/bloogggggs.html' title='bloogggggs'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111431321945703845</id><published>2005-04-24T13:09:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T13:26:59.460+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahahah</title><content type='html'>some people should be honoured their name's in my blog. yeah. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taufik really sounds like a duck lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offense. but really lah.. u've gotta agree with me... u download the mp3 of " i dream " on limewire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh i got smth to say. when i tell my friends abt songs i like right.. they say i'm behind or whatever. eh get over it lah. sickening leh.... as long as i like it.. nevermind one. every teenager becoming addicted to pop culture already. its very annoying okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;addicted to pop culture nevermind... but.... people who don't wanna get sucked into tt mainstream right.. please don't make fun of them and all tt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to an extent. everyone is part of pop culture. but please don't be into it too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" liberate your mind "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i bet tons of pple won't understand why lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised i could have insulted almost everyone reading my blog now so.. AHHAHA.. sorrrry lah. but there comes a time when i really needa express how i feel or i'm gonna go nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look when i say " liberate your mind " i am NOT only talking about allowing things to happen... to open up your mind. i'm also saying.. to open up to other ideas.. other livestyles.. and other ways of doing things. other ways of dressing.. other ways of talking.. or writing... other ways of getting ur point across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.... give pple a break. allow them to do stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiya i guess it all boils down to one thing.... be yourself. thats the best you can be. for everyone lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just be yourself. and liberate your mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm disappointed lah... i expected so much more out of you.... but... you showed me you were just another one of them... out to hurt... out to critisise... out to make life difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next thing i want to say ah... i'm now gonna mince anything. just gonna make it clear cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i hear the both of you saying... your exact words.. " he's okay, the rest of them are losers.. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you were talking to jerry the other day? look.. tt totally spoilt my day alright. you do NOT insult me and you do NOT insult my friends. because i fucking won't stand for it. what did i ever do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had enough. i cannot pretend i didn't hear.. i cannot pretend not to be offended anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that i handle myself well. and i am not sorry for shouting at the coordinator.. and my auntie. the both of you were out of line alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear my life on it. i will never be the same again from today. i will stand up for myself. i will shout at you. and i will fight you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111431321945703845?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111431321945703845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111431321945703845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111431321945703845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111431321945703845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahahahah.html' title='hahahahah'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111423957827042727</id><published>2005-04-23T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T16:59:38.270+10:00</updated><title type='text'>dan brown...</title><content type='html'>just two books from the bloody author.. dan brown. and i am obsessed with art history now. i think i'm crazy or smth. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bless me father for I have sinned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;National anthem of vatican city (glory to you benedict VMXVI and to you, Lord)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The holy see (Santa Sede)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roma immortale di Martiri e di Santi,&lt;br /&gt;Roma immortale accogli i nostri canti:&lt;br /&gt;Gloria nei cieli a Dio nostro Signore,&lt;br /&gt;Pace ai Fedeti, di Cristo nell'amore.&lt;br /&gt;A Te veniamo, Angelico Pastore,&lt;br /&gt;In Te vediamo il mite Redentore,&lt;br /&gt;Erede Santo di vera e santa Fede;&lt;br /&gt;Conforto e vanto a chi combate e crede,&lt;br /&gt;Non prevarranno la forza ed il terrore,&lt;br /&gt;Ma regneranno la Verità, l'Amore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111423957827042727?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111423957827042727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111423957827042727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111423957827042727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111423957827042727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/dan-brown.html' title='dan brown...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111423523616706753</id><published>2005-04-23T15:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T15:47:16.166+10:00</updated><title type='text'>embarrassment.</title><content type='html'>err.... let me talk to u about two embarrassing things tt happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) apparently SOME pple think i'm gay.. hahahhaa.. not tt i mind lah. and i don't mean this in offense to anybody.. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as long as i didn't say anything.. don't assume that i'm gay lah. or.... don't assume anyone is anything unless it comes from their own mouth... alright? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT GAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.).. i acted like a twit today.. mcdonalds there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to get the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think after kpoing arnd friendster i will go and do my homework. err...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got quite alot so i might as well get started lah. or maybe i don't do lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE HOW. it doesn't matter anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow and monday holiday. yeah. i think i don't do la. take it easy today. just as i have been doing.. friday and thursday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111423523616706753?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111423523616706753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111423523616706753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111423523616706753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111423523616706753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/embarrassment.html' title='embarrassment.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111416537352774630</id><published>2005-04-22T20:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-22T20:22:53.526+10:00</updated><title type='text'>lovveeee..</title><content type='html'>some pple... are abit siao lah. think themselves very whatever.. wanna give others the "electric" look.. AHAHHAHAHAHAHAA. it. DOESN'T. work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just came back from piano.. laddeeedaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err.. it was kinda horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not cold today. how boring. i want it to get really cold.. snow and stuff. yeah. i wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geeez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pancakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. here i come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYAAA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111416537352774630?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111416537352774630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111416537352774630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111416537352774630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111416537352774630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/lovveeee.html' title='lovveeee..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111407725161843000</id><published>2005-04-21T19:51:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T19:54:11.620+10:00</updated><title type='text'>haha.. pisces..</title><content type='html'>err.. recently i found this site.. where u actually put in ur birthtime and all tt stupid crap. and then they will calculate ur horoscope for you. i dunno if this is true or not lah. but this is what they said abt me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flowering of compassion, through your ability to merge on a feeling level and to empathize with all, is a key theme for you in this lifetime.  This propensity to share others' emotional experience has both its blessings and its deficits.  At your finest, Sean, you have a deeply-felt understanding of human nature which goes beyond words or intellect, and which enables you to forgive others' misdeeds and make allowances for their weaknesses.  You are acutely aware of others' pain, including the emotional wounds and brokenness they carry within, and your ability to listen with an understanding heart and to unconditionally accept people as they are can be a healing influence in their lives.  You are inclined to exclude nobody. At a deep level you feel and know your oneness with all creatures, and thus every snail in the garden or stray cat is part of your "heart's family". &lt;a class="findout" href="http://chartshop.com/scripts/runisa.dll?AO:CONVREPT::FREEDES,CONV=125,V0Wp}ftM}TQCqC^TYIQQQQQQQ}k}9}L}Hcs7(dMxtZ*HthWU:*Vtp4WuzF0*}_L}L9T7YI99}9LrQ999}LTIwC}LqQL&amp;LOOK="&gt;Find out more with your full-length reading...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this same all-embracing emotional/psychic openness and receptivity can be the source of some of your greatest challenges in life.  It is easy for you to become overwhelmed by the world and its sorrows, and to seek some form of escape from it and from your own extreme sensitivity; for instance, over using drugs or alcohol or even food to alter your mood, or retreating from life into the unreal world of television or other diversions.  You may simply withdrawing into your own private fantasies to avoid confronting the challenges in the physical world.  At its worst this tendency can devolve into evasiveness and playing ostrich "about important issues in your life".  While your imagination and your sensitivity are the well spring of some of your richest experiences and gifts, if over indulged you may become passive, ineffectual, lost or confused.  Especially when young, Sean, you may lack a strong sense of self, of definition and identity, because on a feeling level you identify with others so easily.  It can be difficult for you to separate yourself, to know what your boundaries are, when to say no or how to stand up for your own personal interests.  Since you are not narrowly focused on self, others may take advantage of your natural generosity and sympathy.  Learning and incorporating the concepts of discrimination and clear judgment will enable you to give of yourself in ways that are healthy for you and the ones you are giving to. &lt;a class="findout" href="http://chartshop.com/scripts/runisa.dll?AO:CONVREPT::FREEDES,CONV=125,V0Wp}ftM}TQCqC^TYIQQQQQQQ}k}9}L}Hcs7(dMxtZ*HthWU:*Vtp4WuzF0*}_L}L9T7YI99}9LrQ999}LTIwC}LqQL&amp;LOOK="&gt;Find out more with your full-length reading...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.... wonder if its true? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't i get up this time? why am i still falling..............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111407725161843000?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111407725161843000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>lotsaaaa...</title><content type='html'>anyway... i'm pretty much okay already lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always like tt leh... in life.. haha. for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just as school ah... doesn't suck so much anymore... something else must happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. i must be strong... ahhahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope that i can do this. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably go church? this sunday.... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god is with me....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111399485886271780?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111399485886271780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111399485886271780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111399485886271780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111399485886271780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/lotsaaaa.html' title='lotsaaaa...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111390388253804813</id><published>2005-04-19T19:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T19:44:42.540+10:00</updated><title type='text'>history...</title><content type='html'>are you saying that i am not responsible for my own actions? are you saying that i do things without first realising the consequences? are you also saying that i am spoilt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you like... just stop it. its no big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for everyone out there.. i had enough okay? no more saying to my face tt i am rich... and no more saying that i have an easy life.. and no more saying " u must be enjoying down there "..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not going to explain why because i don't have to. and if you can't learn to shut up... then.. well.. i have nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in absolutely no mood for anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bloody annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said no more complaining right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but tt's enough. really. i can't take it anymore. can't take anymore of anyone's shit.&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 just realised i lent my history book to jerry... haha. i was going nuts over trying to find it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i'm so stupid right now. i just want to go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe tt's what i'd do. go and die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all tt's what everyone tells me to do.. don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm going to tell you lah... if u say anything about my faith.. i'm offended. if you say tt i'm rich.. i'm offended. and if u say i have it real easy.. i am offended.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day i'm just going to leave... everything behind. it'd just be me... and myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111381553677168698</id><published>2005-04-18T19:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T19:12:16.773+10:00</updated><title type='text'>first day... ahha.</title><content type='html'>so... today was the first day of sch lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly.... &lt;strong&gt;happy birthday mom! &lt;/strong&gt;lotsa not more than half a century old already.. hgahaha.. but still it is to be celebrated. called her just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thx to rich, jx and mel for smsing her.. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... tt put aside right. today.. was alright lor. there was this new.. ahem... person in our class. ah whatever. and i was so tired coz i whole night never sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way.. performing arts is like.. bloody boring.. me and yiota were practically falling asleep. still ask me to play a song. ah... sucky.. haha.. can tell everyone was bored. but hey... don't wanna apprreeciiiatteee my music its not my problem lah. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i appreciated yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually everyone was real nice lah.. and i also admit the song i played was boring. well.. couldn't think of anything else to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i am so tired now. and 6pm dark already lor.. melbourne.. talk abt depressing man. hahahaha. but... i shall let very little stuff get me down lah! haha. and now doing chinese compre.. lotsa attention i am giving it.. but seriously.. can't be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. so ciao for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111381553677168698?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111365533494296281</id><published>2005-04-16T22:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-16T22:42:14.943+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mp3...</title><content type='html'>hahhaha.. songs in mp3 = 61...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs in mp3 before coming to melbourne = 5...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today quite alright lah.. better than i thought it would be. woke up.. went for chinese class.. i was SO tired okay.. my goodness. then okay lah.. got back outcome 2.... 42/50... i think tt's.... A? yeah rite.. its B+ lor... wth... kinda sad lah. i need like... 43 to get an A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm always missing A by a few points. but.. oh well.. whats new.. sg also i always lidat. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in australia they consider B+ average to be quite good lah. hahah. dunno what am i doing lah... now everything so easy for me.. so doing well... but sooner or later its gonna rise above my standard.. then i'm still gonna be so lazy.. haha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. was talking to er... i dunno his name.. today during chinese class... coz wilson wasn't here. i was happily sleeping during the two breaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came home... used the computer and installed many hardcore stuff... then.... had lunch.. waited for grandma to come. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of these weekdays gonna take train to er.. caulfield... haha. to see mama and kongkong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaah... then.. had dinner... some nasi lemak thing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... comp again... forbidden love... haha. and watched two chinese comedies with my aunt and uncle. so thanks alot not in cantonese man. I UNDERSTAND LOTS! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan bei, tin bei, quan shan ma bei.. HAHAHAHHAAH.. so funny lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as in... i type in hanyupinyin haha.. chinese..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wan3 shang4 bei4, bai2 tian1 bei4, xian4 zhai4 quan2 sheng1 ma2 pi4... its not funny in chinese la.. coz it kinda rhymes in cantonese. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad i understand the jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then now.. comp again. tmr i have lots to do lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) unpacking&lt;br /&gt;2.) book-keeping&lt;br /&gt;3.) music...&lt;br /&gt;4.) math homework&lt;br /&gt;5.) accounting test study...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;book keeping is alr gonna take me hours.. hahaha. and unpacking as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad.. first day back in melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright... cyaaaa.. starting school monday. haha. band practice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cy'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111365533494296281?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111365533494296281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111365533494296281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111365533494296281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111365533494296281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/mp3.html' title='mp3...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111356335626267971</id><published>2005-04-15T21:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:09:16.263+10:00</updated><title type='text'>melbourne...</title><content type='html'>okay.. the water in melbourne can be heated to a much higher temperature than the water in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i'm back here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new stuff happening? new classes... new pple.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH. i can just scream la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very tired now... and hungry. bth. haha. cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111356335626267971?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111356335626267971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111356335626267971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111356335626267971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111356335626267971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/melbourne.html' title='melbourne...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111347710257876053</id><published>2005-04-14T21:00:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T21:11:42.580+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farewell!</title><content type='html'>Hellooooo! it's the BMSS invading your blog WORX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Hope you're not pissed with our actions here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just wana tell you that the BMSS is really happy to have you around AGAIN and we hope to see you soon. VERY VERY VERY VERY VERY soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO MUCH SO THAT WORDS CAN'T EXPRESS HOW WE FEEL INSIDE. (this is not corny.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We know though we're separated by the physical difference, in our hearts, you'll be there. Yes, we'll be busy with life such as preparing for the Os BUT, you wouldn't be forgotten. You mean a lot to us. We believe our friendship can withstand the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promise?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, did we tell u that we miss u?&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh.&lt;br /&gt;we did.&lt;br /&gt;:):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny moments:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) WAHHHHHHHHHHH AIYOOOOOOOOOOOOOO (MILO INCIDENT AT THE AIRPORT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) BIMBOTIC B1 AND B2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) CRESCENT GIRLS' TOP STUDENT OR LIANG PO PO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) JIAXIN'S HORRENDOUS LAUGHTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) AH LUO AND JIAXIN'S PERFORMANCE BY THE NOSE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) CALLING WILLIAM! (YOU DIDN'T RUN AWAY LAH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) LALANG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) LIANG PO PO'S PUBIC HEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) TIGER BEER EXPERIENCE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) MOLLY AND US!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETC...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. so that's all we've....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR NOW.&lt;br /&gt; take care ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaxin aka bimbo 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melvin aka bimbo 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richalynn aka maid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE LOVE EUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just so hard to end this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we hereby declare this entry to be never-ending&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111347710257876053?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111347710257876053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111347710257876053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111347710257876053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111347710257876053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/farewell.html' title='farewell!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111340611532004763</id><published>2005-04-14T01:27:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T01:28:35.320+10:00</updated><title type='text'>err.. instant noodles..</title><content type='html'>ok... hope i can tahan tonight without venturing out for a snack again. i always lidat.. should kill myself. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way... my dads sending me off.. so touched. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111340611532004763?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111340611532004763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111340611532004763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111340611532004763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111340611532004763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/err-instant-noodles.html' title='err.. instant noodles..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111340581790878787</id><published>2005-04-14T01:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T01:23:37.910+10:00</updated><title type='text'>singapore...</title><content type='html'>ahhh... haha.. going back to melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mrs goh u suck la.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so these few days quite nice lar.. finally went to newton to eat the oyster omelette... sick of it now la.. don't even talk to me abt it.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then... today i went out with shumin? to swensen's... i spent... 90 bucks.. haha.. treating everyone. haha.. but still.. it was good lah.. and shumin had the birthday song sung for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah anyway... went to MC for a while... quite alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr... i don't wanna go sch la.. coz i got quite alot of enemies there.. like mr neo and mrs goh... whom i will try my BEST to avoid... but it won't work one lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya... see first. i really don't wanna go into the sch... don't ffeel comfortable. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111340581790878787?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111340581790878787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111340581790878787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111340581790878787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111340581790878787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/singapore.html' title='singapore...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111323578366076026</id><published>2005-04-12T01:46:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T02:09:43.660+10:00</updated><title type='text'>poem... haha..</title><content type='html'>anyway.. i've been racking my brain lately... coz i seriously need to write somemore poems.. if my dream is gonna come true.... thousands of money i have for it to happen anyway.. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've wrote one for my mom.. which she loved... hahahahah... and er.... in my life... every single friend tt i have out there... i love you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha see... u don't see any for my dad do u? i love my dad too.. but.... later lah... since he's quite an interesting character to talk abt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK LAH... here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title of poem : It's love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within myself,&lt;br /&gt;The pumping mass of precious life,&lt;br /&gt;The Scurrying messengers of thoughts and fears.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes and i hear you near,&lt;br /&gt;I am at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside in the cold,&lt;br /&gt;The lightning flares,&lt;br /&gt;The angels scream,&lt;br /&gt;The people, lewd.&lt;br /&gt;With you,&lt;br /&gt;I am me,&lt;br /&gt;I am at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you see me drenched in brine,&lt;br /&gt;Frozen and helpless in the wind,&lt;br /&gt;You carry me up,&lt;br /&gt;hug me gently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then you ask me to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excitement reigns and lovers meet,&lt;br /&gt;Sexy people come and go,&lt;br /&gt;Bright screens, dirty tables and dirty thoughts,&lt;br /&gt;You were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sean"&lt;br /&gt;God's gift it means,&lt;br /&gt;Sent from the skies,&lt;br /&gt;Brought with the wind for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shake your head in silence,&lt;br /&gt;for I am no gift.&lt;br /&gt;Each and everyone of you,&lt;br /&gt;An indescribable gift for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I end off,&lt;br /&gt;as I sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I look at you,&lt;br /&gt;I begin to cry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me,&lt;br /&gt;And I will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And forever,&lt;br /&gt;the sun does shine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111323578366076026?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111323578366076026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111323578366076026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111323578366076026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111323578366076026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/poem-haha.html' title='poem... haha..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111319569677445448</id><published>2005-04-11T14:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-11T15:01:36.776+10:00</updated><title type='text'>just lose it....</title><content type='html'>i've been kinda.... watching and listening to some insulting stuff abt michael jackson lah.. hahahah.. on scary movie 3 and er... eminem's just lose it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda weird lah.. i have never been against homosexuality.. but if u wanna molest pple arh... pls lah... its not ur right lor. i mean.... if... the boy wants to do it with you.. then.. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... yesterday JX and RICHALYNN came to my house to watch er....... vcds tt we rented.. hahaha.. so.... scary movie 3 wasn't SO SUPER LAME! tt i almost died watching. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after tt 13 gg on 30.... wah.... jiaxin's face ah... SO SAD SO EMOTIONAL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha too bad melvin wasn't there lah.. i know he wants to come to my place... but hey.. why don't the BMS come over thursday? just before i fly off? haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm doomed lah.... haha... people who don't know me would think tt i'm some sort of spoilt brat.... who went overseas because i couldn't take the education system in singapore... but.. tt one isn't true... i mean... 6th percition? WAH.. suddenly forgot how to speel tt word. ah yeah.. position.. hahaha... 6th position in the middle class... the top one quarter of the whole cohort? it isn't bad right? its slightly above average...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... i think i have learnt alot of things.. this year.... the first is tt... i have to be MUCH MORE OPEN-MINDED.. much more.. haha... and i have to be more accepting... and... i dunno lah... i have to love more i guess. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. the second thing is tt... don't take things for granted. haha. so i'm not complaining abt aus alr.. coz i know.. tt not everyone gets tt kinda opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third.... is tt i don't have to justify myself to you? i don't even justify myself to my mother....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i don't wanna do smth... it is my choice lor.... and it is not my obligation to tell you "why"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't get my wrong lah.. i'm not angry with all of u who have been asking me why i wanted to go overseas.. tt's not it at all. because.. curiousity is alright lah. i myself bugged pple to death one. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess what i'm saying is tt... pple just have to accept me for who i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha and i rock! or at least my typing skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah i'm getting more and more bhb. i better stop it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thousands of this french rap tt i have isn't boring man... have to go translate it alr.. CIAO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111319569677445448?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111319569677445448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111319569677445448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111319569677445448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111319569677445448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/just-lose-it.html' title='just lose it....'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111306419034192592</id><published>2005-04-10T02:29:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:29:50.340+10:00</updated><title type='text'>justin...</title><content type='html'>JUSTIN. i am SO sorry. i will go to ur house one of these days before i fly... alright? i'm really very sorry. i didn' t have time. AND WHAT DOES UR NICKNAME MEAN? ah shucks.. miss ya.. really wanna see you again. ah... like u would read this... i'd talk to u.. even though u're away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111306419034192592?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111306419034192592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111306419034192592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111306419034192592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111306419034192592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/justin.html' title='justin...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111306379865483262</id><published>2005-04-10T02:18:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T02:23:18.656+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahaa!</title><content type='html'>CERTAIN ROCKABLE PPLE APPEARED IN THE RING 2 ENGLISH VERSION TODAY. OMG.. SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE SO CUTE. HAVEN'T SEEN THIS ACTOR IN YEARS! AND JUST AS I THOUGHT MY LITTLE CRUSH WAS OVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... my friends.. need to be prepared to be BUGGED.. about this person. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first i met up with godma. and pls godma.. lay off the jesus christ.. it is seriously boring. haha. JUST KIDDING. didn't get to see my god sister and god brother. nvm... thousands of they want to see me also. anyway... had lunch as this placce.. pretty nice. laiha came.. haha.. had a good chat with her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then laiha left and me and my mom came home. then i wanted to practice piano... so i called richalynn.. went her house. thousands of practising happened. then we went to CCK.. had dinner and watched the movie. and looking forward to church tomorrow.. coz i have stuff to pray about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all of ur o levels and stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and melvin? you're so smart.. and hardworking? i know u'd do fine.... its kinda late to regret now lah.. so... although its hard for me to say.. try not to worry so much? i mean... i think u'd have no problem getting like.. 10 or 11. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u rock lah.. and i'm behind u guys all the way alright?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111306379865483262?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111306379865483262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111306379865483262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111306379865483262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111306379865483262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/hahahaa.html' title='hahahaa!'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111288703538171077</id><published>2005-04-08T01:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T01:17:15.383+10:00</updated><title type='text'>i would like to say...</title><content type='html'>those of you who do not know me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) SHUT THE FUCK UP.&lt;br /&gt;2.) STOP THINKING I'M SOME SPOILT RICH KID&lt;br /&gt;3.) STOP THINKING THAT I'M HAVING SO MUCH FUN&lt;br /&gt;4.) U DON'T KNOW ME, YOU DON'T KNOW MY LIFE, YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT I'VE GONE THROUGH. SO QUIT THINKING TT U ARE SO SMART BECAUSE I AM GOING TO GIVE U A PIECE OF MY MIND.. FUCKER...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4E5 MATH TEACHER... WATCH OUT. I HATE YOU FOR SAYING THAT. I HATE YOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111288703538171077?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111288703538171077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111288703538171077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111288703538171077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111288703538171077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-would-like-to-say.html' title='i would like to say...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111279960412432878</id><published>2005-04-07T00:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T16:11:29.880+10:00</updated><title type='text'>ooooooooohhh yeaaaah</title><content type='html'>certain fun phrases occured today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) LAY OFF, MATE&lt;br /&gt;2.) YOU THINK I'M GOOOOOORGEOUS.. U WANT TO KISSSSSSSSS ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah blah blah. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty fun. almost died with boredom at the SYF.. coz i was sitting by myself. i think bbss choir did a swell job. well done... haha... and grace? pls don't be such an irritating ass next time lah. u greeted me sarcastically is enough already.. when pple say u did a good job... (in fact i think you do)... stop being such a fucked up bitch and say sarcastic stuff like.. ' wonderful ' and all tt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u're not the only one who is disappointed okay? least u could do is be gracious about it. and then also talk to me as if i don't know how hard u guys have worked? eh.... grace... next time.... if u can't think of anything constructive to say... just shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sec 4 big ah? fuck you lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... leaving irritating grace outta this... today was pretty fun. went out with med, jeremy and angeline... to PS.. haha. had fun.. celebrating med's bday. we had fun playing two players.. and three player canon in D... haha. and.... u know... piss off the music pple there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after having coffeee went to eat at secret recipe... angeline left coz she had to go celebrate bday with her cousin. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rockable. then steph came. i think steph's real nice.. hahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy... PLEASE. medeline... ur 'juicy' t shirt.. hahahahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever lah. tell u some pple love pissing me off..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright...&lt;br /&gt;theres another thing :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;diet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... see the thing is... ITS NOT WORKING. my diet plan. ok so i have lost SOME weight.. but its NOT ENOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... heres the thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from now on... i shall have a snack around dinner time? like.. 5? and have dinner at around 9 or 10. tt works k... coz for ur information.... i ALWAYS must SNACK.. at night.. always cannot tahan the urge. so irritating. so hopefully from tmr onwards i can follow this new diet plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeaah... and i'm cutting soft drinks out completely.... and gonna eat half the carbs... tt i used to eat. prays tt it would work. as for today.. forget it lah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lasagna.... hotdog???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually tt's all i had. lasagna and hotdog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT BAD RIGHT. hahahahaha. in a way its also " snack " and " dinner "... but the snack i'm talking abt here is... like.. can of tuna.... or stuff like tt. stocks up on tuna desperately... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright lah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to lose weight. hahahahahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought a jazz piano book. rockable. ok... cya everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111279960412432878?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111279960412432878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111279960412432878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111279960412432878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111279960412432878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/ooooooooohhh-yeaaaah.html' title='ooooooooohhh yeaaaah'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111270991051966722</id><published>2005-04-06T00:02:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-06T00:05:10.520+10:00</updated><title type='text'>web camera</title><content type='html'>eh... stop it lah... i don't have a web camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so very touching.. my mother " cried " after reading my " keeping his vigil " lah... talk about drama. hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today... was QUITE alrigght lah. woke up.. did the washing.. met hq.. went out for dinner with dad. jx called me... from laavanyah's hp... ask me where i was. medeline is still her crazy self.. and jeremy's even crazier than before. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah... they're both real.. ahem.. nice lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jeremy.. ur first arabesque...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tips head back*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHAHHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nah just kidding. i was worse than u when i first started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ok. ok. ok. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm signing out. please visit my tag page coz it rocks.. cyaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111270991051966722?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111270991051966722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111270991051966722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111270991051966722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111270991051966722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/web-camera.html' title='web camera'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111258944110933348</id><published>2005-04-04T14:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T14:37:21.110+10:00</updated><title type='text'>farking hell lah...</title><content type='html'>okay heres thing thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mp3 player&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am seriously considering whether or not to buy one.. dunno whether i really need it or not. later it turns out its another waste of money....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... okay... anyway... yesterday was fun lah. i kept thinking it was saturday, so i couldn't understand why richalynn and melvin couldn't come to my place or go out for movie. then i was like... OOOOHHH... ahhaha.. its sunday today! lame.. i know. but... aiya whatever. anyway.. too all my dear friends... tonight i was thinking of going to the pope's mass.. being the.. AHEM.. devout catholic that i am. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way? once or twice you make people feel uncomfortable around you is enough. after that its just irritating alright? i dunno how to talk to you properly or whatever. i don't know how to do anything. i don't know what i did wrong and i don't know what i should have done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah lao.. just fuck off lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so damn irritating. can't stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like.... nowadays i trying to live by this new motto.... whatever problems i have... it does not belong with my friends... it does not belong... in my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heck.. all of us have problems... and i try so hard sometimes to make people understand... but they just wouldn't. they only know how to be sarcastic afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way? sarcastic has two meanings.. so don't be so smart alecky and come and try to guess what i'm saying because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'M SO IRRITATED WITH YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha. and i'm sorry i woke u up.. medeline. SLEEP UNTIL SO LATE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i don't understand is why i wake up at 7 every morning. haiya.. maybe coz i go to bed damn early.. coz i bth... too tired every nite. well today i'm feeling normal... not like... tired or stuff. so its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i'm going offf. to wash up then practice a little bit of flute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i'm so happy i'm in the concert band. alright. cya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111258944110933348?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111258944110933348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111258944110933348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111258944110933348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111258944110933348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/farking-hell-lah.html' title='farking hell lah...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111250035542778677</id><published>2005-04-03T13:45:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T13:52:35.430+10:00</updated><title type='text'>haha tagboard</title><content type='html'>so i see that people have been giving me mixed signals about my tag page. hahahahaha. most people.. wouldn't like the pic on the right anyway.. but given the pic on the left.... hahaha.. given a perspective.... they may have to think twice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yea, i'm in singapore now.. haha.. having fun. when i arrived... matthew was the first to be there. i sort of had the HUNCH that it was him.. but i didn't dare approach him. then after that, while taking the sky train, i saw riana and tszho. hahaha.. earlier. then after that.. at the MRT station, richalynn and melvin arrived. hahaha.. then of course... zhizhang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. thanks to all of u for coming.. and we had a pretty alright time sitting down and talking. AH.. whatever. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEXT DAY. so fun i went to school and shocked saranya out of her life when i came in through the door. i catched sight of the choir singing.. and i thought melvin did a swell job of conducting. hahahaha! then after tt i went for lunch.. with two juniors, grace, wenny and..... WHO ELSE WAS THERE.. oh yeah, carmen and maria. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after jiaxin, mathangi, laavanyah and richalynn came... so i left grace they all to go with them. sorry grace! next time i'd meet up with you again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had lunch at food court.. then went to MC.. haha. and i played piano for abit... whoa.. my first arabesque like.. sounded so good on one of the pianos... haha and MED! i want the forbidden love score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... tt's about it for today lah.... later going to church.. and hope tt the maid din stand me up.. AHHAHA.. just kidding. my hp very very little bat.. so i got ur SMS, jx... but i will give you a call or smth after my service is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad i came home.... but.... even though i have the choice, i think i'd just go back to australia. some decisions are not reversible... well.. at least not for this year. or the next. maybe i could try to get into a singapore university? OH WELL.. we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've more or less made up my mind to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaaaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going off now! haha. cy'all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111250035542778677?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111250035542778677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111250035542778677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111250035542778677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111250035542778677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/04/haha-tagboard.html' title='haha tagboard'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111225177036591788</id><published>2005-03-31T16:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T16:49:30.366+10:00</updated><title type='text'>shoot..</title><content type='html'>HAPPINESS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111225177036591788?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111225177036591788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111225177036591788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111225177036591788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111225177036591788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/shoot.html' title='shoot..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111216219045346957</id><published>2005-03-30T15:53:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T15:56:30.453+10:00</updated><title type='text'>agaaain...</title><content type='html'>well... actually i'm abit lazy to blog but. oh well... hahahaha. listening to first arabesque now... and feeling inferior.. hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks la... everything i got it already. its just missing tt.. ' professional touch '... HAHAHAH. and my mozart and scarlatti are coming along alright also. haha. happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyaa... going to go practice piano now alr... so.. c y'all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. rmb.. my flight arrives at 10.05pm. on 1st april. friday. hahaha. thannkkkssss. omg going to like.. jump up and down when i see yous. anyway.. cyaaaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111216219045346957?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111216219045346957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111216219045346957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111216219045346957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111216219045346957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/agaaain.html' title='agaaain...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111209150278605996</id><published>2005-03-29T20:16:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-29T20:18:22.786+10:00</updated><title type='text'>heyyyaa</title><content type='html'>hey tells y'all.. i'm arriving at 10.05pm. if u guys picking me up, come at around 10.30 - 11.30 on 1st april. friday. thx... it was earlier than expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw. flying back by SQ. YES YES YES!!!! hahahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111209150278605996?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111209150278605996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111209150278605996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111209150278605996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111209150278605996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/heyyyaa.html' title='heyyyaa'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111199171209278576</id><published>2005-03-28T15:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T16:35:12.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>composition</title><content type='html'>hahaha.... just writing a composition. hahaha. coz i've got too much free time. hmmmm... thinking of a title now.... i go ask my mom lah... hahaha... coz if i give myself a title its not tt fair... FORGET IT... the title she give me.. wah.. not freaking boring one man. so i giving myself one....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;title of this composition = THHEEE concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Screaming loudly as another massive body soaked with sweat passed over us, I pulled her close to me, afraid of being seperated. She fought my grasp, anxious to break free, to join the crazy crowd, jumping and shouting with hands high above heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quit it!" I shouted into her ear. I felt obliged to look after her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In response, she glared at me for a moment, then smiled and laughed. Her whole body was slippery with sweat and it was not difficult for her to wiggle out of my hold. She ran towards the front of the stage, articulating words and creating hand gestures that were not at all human to me. My constant visual hold on her was interrupted by a group of shirtless men, circling me and jumping around as though they were intoxicated. They took hold of my waist and I had to jump too, their sweat rubbing against my shirt and neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I finally broke free, I frantically looked around for Rachel. She was no where to be seen. And then I saw her on the stage, clinging on to the lead guitarist's shoulders, jumping up and down with him. I wondered to myself, what was I thinking? Why did I ever agree to come to this concert with Rachel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - one of the lead members of the band - looked especially scary today. His hair fell down in cords, his cheek brilliantly red in colour because of five fresh piercings. Looking at him from where I stood, he looked like a black and silver monster with his black make up and nail polish. The distorted words and notes that came out of his month sounded menancing and very frightening. And there was Rachel, amidst him and his music crew from hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden I had to bend down. I wanted very badly to throw up. There was not enough space for everyone, the lights constantly flickered, making everyone look ghastly. The music was always too loud, and not one of their songs were of my liking. The only place I could ever look was up, into the dark, dark sky above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was on the floor, the crowd began to close in on me. I could no longer stand up. I started screaming and protesting, fighting with all my might to get them off me. I was not successful. They did not hear me. I received kicks from all around me, making me too weak to continue to try to fight the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a big blow on my head set me cold. I remembered worrying only about Rachel as I slowly fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt confused and terribly afraid. I was already awake, but I could not see. Frantic, I shouted out "Rachel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm here" came the softest voice she could manage. Kissing me softly on my cheek, she whispered, "give it two more days, Sean, your eyes would heal. You can't see anything now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relieved, I sank bank into the pillow. I felt Rachel's hand in mine and held it tightly, I was not about to let go of it again. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you to come." I could hear the tremor of weeping in her tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Its alright, Rachel. Anything for my girlfriend. " I replied. Even though I could not see, I knew she was smiling back at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha... alright lah. not too bad.. hahaha. not good lah... but at least its not bad either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111199171209278576?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111199171209278576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111199171209278576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111199171209278576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111199171209278576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/composition_28.html' title='composition'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111198918358536720</id><published>2005-03-28T15:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T15:53:03.586+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha... oooh.</title><content type='html'>(light)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, so today... i intended to go to officeworks myself... and then go to the city to get gifts for people in singapore. but in the end i didn't go ahead with it coz i needed to go out my with my family. and i figured tt... my mom came from singapore to visit me, so i better spend time with her lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paul wasn't in anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah... i've been eating lotsa raw stuff these days... hahaha... like the plate of raw salmon i had earlier. haha. it freaking rocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do i feel so upset? why do i feel so miserable? theres nothing to feel miserable about. what the fuck is wrong with me? does my happiness depend on others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah... this isn't turning out to be " (light) " after all. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. next entry... write just a short composition. need to practice writing already. cya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111198918358536720?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111198918358536720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111198918358536720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111198918358536720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111198918358536720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahaha-oooh.html' title='hahaha... oooh.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111193338790265177</id><published>2005-03-28T00:14:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T00:23:07.906+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha...</title><content type='html'>(darkness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like... i can't help thinking tt i'd be back to square one after i come back from singapore. everything would be back to the same thing again. no social life... crazy... boring life. hahahahah. and bad.. stuff happening. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the only thing is when ailyn comes back in july. maybe it would improve. just a little. i hope. and i'd only get a job in july i think.. don't wanna try now. can't be bothered, i'm going home for so many holidays anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaa.. oh the lighter side i'm pretty happy about going back to sg.. of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the worst thing is that i know i'm more or less resigned to this fate for at least this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and theres one thing tt made me feel... actually.. nothing. but nontheless.. i felt a loss in tt area. i always thought that meeting him would improve my social condition? and perhaps allow me to go down to the city more often. hahaha. but... its like... i mean... its stupid of me coz i knew that he didn't like me in the first place. as in... like.. really didn't like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no doubt he must miss some stuff abt singapore... so.. he wants to meet more friends. and if i don't bring my friends along then he pretty much doesn't wanna meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrugs*... this is sucky... because... i dunno lah. am i being used? nah.. don't think so. but even if i am.. i'm not upset. what i'm really upset about is tt hahaha... one less person to relate to and hang out with? so in a way... aren't i also using him? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean its like... i dunno... this is working well for me. i'm really happy with the current arrangment that i have. because its like... now people don't have to keep hearing me complain about stuff.. and little little stuff i can get it out by writing it in this blog. this is a really good idea. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeaah. anyway i have a message for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sean,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hang in there, it could be worse. just hang in there. its just another year, things could improve drastically, getting used to it is all it takes, making lots of friends is all it takes. and you have so many people in singapore who care for you and miss you and love you... and you love them, miss them and care for them also. live for those people. live for god. and live for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy with the way i am. hahaha. fatcat, lazy, lit freak, music freak... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i'm saying tt i do love myself, and i love god. god solved my problem, by letting me be at peace with myself. only when i am at peace.... can i now say that i can properly love and cherish each and everyone of my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111193338790265177?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111193338790265177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111193338790265177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111193338790265177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111193338790265177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahaha_28.html' title='hahaha...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111182745749951704</id><published>2005-03-26T19:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T19:57:37.500+11:00</updated><title type='text'>difficult...</title><content type='html'>this may be hard to understand but... i think i'd restrict my blog for my complaining, so that i don't have to show other people black faces. i find this a good way to actually... complain... especially since other people can read... and its on a nice site. but don't get me wrong, i'm not asking for help, because i rather everyone be indifferent about this. its much easier? because... i know that pple are really nice and they wanna help and wanna put things into perspective for me? but... yeah... just... don't say anything lor. i'm removing my tag board later. hahaha. so u guys don't feel that its ur obligation to try to comfort me or anything because i am not looking for tt kinda attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tt put aside, lets talk about today... today i went shopping for sweaters. bought two... one from billabong.. and another weird brand. heh. and yeah... i met wilson in target.. he was.. as usuall... acting cool, haha, listening to his IPOD. and he didn't see me.. until i made a big show of waving at his face. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then.... i saw kirsten.. i didn't know he worked at that coffee place. haha.. interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i came home... just went for a walk. haha. and... basically.. i'm feeling alright today lah. not tt good, but still alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just that, sigh... if i try really hard, i can be a nice guy. but i don't think i'm interesting enough.... hmm... i'm pretty boring actually. see.... i don't follow sports... (or any other TV stuff)... as passionately as others will... i can't play pop piano or pop guitar.... i don't like IT.. and i don't like to play computer games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i don't like sport, i don't know if theres anything wrong with me saying that. because honestly, i think there is. people seem to... not like me because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... i'm just gonna be myself... haha. and be like.. more easy-going and relaxed lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my goal is also to be more independent... so i'm going to take the train to city this monday to buy stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my goal is professional communication at RMIT... i will work really hard if i have to. and if you are not going to give me credit for that, just shut up. don't ever tell me that my work is real easy, or that i'm a nerd or whatever. because i want that really bad. you people never give teenagers enough credit for what they do anyway. and i think that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now.. i'm going to remove the tag board. i better code my entries la.. so u guys know what to read and what not to read. (darkness) at the front of the entry refers to.. the blog being really really angry, full of fucks and like.. complaining. so u guys won't wanna read? haha. (not tt u'd wanna read my other blogs but.. )... and then... (light) would be for the... rest lor... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. cya everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111182745749951704?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111182745749951704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111182745749951704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111182745749951704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111182745749951704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/difficult.html' title='difficult...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111175442872710969</id><published>2005-03-25T23:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T23:40:28.726+11:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>rot for me - wednesday 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do ya rot?&lt;br /&gt;can never trust,&lt;br /&gt;ashes to ashes,&lt;br /&gt;dust to dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a fairy tale in love,&lt;br /&gt;no happily ever after,&lt;br /&gt;it was a hard blown disaster,&lt;br /&gt;so i watch you in the ground,m&lt;br /&gt;u brought it on urself,&lt;br /&gt;i tell my love goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lying on ur side,&lt;br /&gt;u could never trust,&lt;br /&gt;ashes to ashes,&lt;br /&gt;dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RAAAAARRR..&lt;br /&gt;rot for me!!!&lt;br /&gt;my darrrliinngg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rot for me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya.. i tried to stenograph this.. but very fast. hahaha.. not bad la this song... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wednesday13.com"&gt;www.wednesday13.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this band very cool.. their lyrics rockable.. haha. i like their.. " RRRAAAAAAAARRRR ".. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111175442872710969?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111175442872710969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111175442872710969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111175442872710969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111175442872710969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111174688595053681</id><published>2005-03-25T21:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T21:34:45.950+11:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCK.</title><content type='html'>FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I NEEDA FUCKING GET OUTTA THE HOUSE NOW I DON'T CARE HOW LATE IT IS FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK I NEED TO GET AWAY I NEED SOMEONE SOMETHING SOME KIND OF FUCKING COMFORT THAT WOULD TAKE AWAY THIS IRRITATING AND ITS NOT EVEN DIRECTED AT ANYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY A FULL STOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK. I'M SO ANGRY I'M SO IRRITATED. just. oh my god.................... i'd feel better after i'd killed something. and then i'd feel worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111174688595053681?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111174688595053681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111174688595053681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111174688595053681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111174688595053681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/fuck.html' title='FUCK.'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111174646581184152</id><published>2005-03-25T21:20:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T21:27:45.813+11:00</updated><title type='text'>jazz piano</title><content type='html'>once again, i'm want to learn this because. yeah. because i like it. so now i'm going to seach in the whatever u call tt lah.. white pages. and of course, the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh why is it... tt some pple just can't bloody appreciate things that they have? and wah lao eh.. please lah k... u wanna tell me ur problems? you don't add " u dunno how i feel coz u haven't been through it, u have things so easy "... wah. how the fuck you know how my life is? when u don't even know me tt well? huh... THEN U WANNA TELL ME TT I DON'T UNDERSTAND. DON'T TALK TO ME! SHOO.. FUCKING BUGGER OFF MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its quite irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean... aiya... just don't come and talk to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just.. FUCK LAH. some pple are just so irritating.. i can even believe it myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM FUCKING PISSED OFF WITH YOU SO FUCK OFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111174646581184152?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111174646581184152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111174646581184152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111174646581184152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111174646581184152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/jazz-piano.html' title='jazz piano'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111167224460671853</id><published>2005-03-25T00:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:50:44.606+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hahaha...</title><content type='html'>just now talking to jane lor... then she said.. ' these kind of thing only we understand '... hmm... i really agree with her. but anyway... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would be going back to singapore soon, pretty excited about that. don't know how many times i say already. i fix up a date with med to celebrate her birthday, and also some very very very nice and rockable pple may be coming to pick me up at the airport. thx guys. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah... perhaps not a long blog la. the ballade pour adeline went fairly well. alot of pple come talk to me. haha... nice. and yiota was really nice also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i know i really complain alot lah. but it really bugs me when pple tell me i have it really easy. okay.. i admit.. its easier lah... academically. but tt doesn't mean its easy for me emotionally right? so its like... please... i know i'm really lucky and all? but... i'm not ALWAYS going through good stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so apparently this is the last time i'm gonna complain lah... and er... yeah. today is the last day i'm gonna be so moody. if the day is gonna pass, its gonna pass anyway... what for get so upset abt it? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh.. my hands are real tired. hahah i'm also real tired. just now had a nap.. IN MY SCH UNIFORM. wth... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah.. tmr maximum temp 16... minimum 7... expecting it to be pretty cold.. so gonna wear sweater. and tmr must wear black lah. smth serious happened... many years ago. its like... sometimes when i think i have it really bad.. i think about other people.. and about jesus.. and he went through so much more than any of us did. and some other people... they have it so bad. so maybe my life isn't so bad after all? haha.. nah.. of course it isn't. i have great friends and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its like.. even if u're not catholic right? if you believe in jesus christ? tomorrow... just be a little bit solemn.. and dress like.. appropriately... even if u're staying home. and just... u know.. don't play too hard... give a couple minutes of silence... to the great man that died for our sins so long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm gonna go now so... goodnight everyone. haha. and have a nice easter. now... easter.. is so celebrating. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111167224460671853?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111167224460671853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111167224460671853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111167224460671853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111167224460671853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahaha.html' title='hahaha...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111155729021531359</id><published>2005-03-23T16:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:54:50.216+11:00</updated><title type='text'>enrique</title><content type='html'>enrique iglesias - si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Te lleveras mi corazon&lt;br /&gt;Y yo sin ti&lt;br /&gt;ya no se por donde ir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Nunca te podre olvidar&lt;br /&gt;Me quedo aqui&lt;br /&gt;Solo pensando en ti&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;El dolor me comera&lt;br /&gt;Un dia mas&lt;br /&gt;No podre vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis lagrimas hacen un mar&lt;br /&gt;Nadare sin descansar&lt;br /&gt;Esperando tu llegar&lt;br /&gt;Y es que estory imaginandome el final&lt;br /&gt;Y me da miedo pensar&lt;br /&gt;que algun dia llegara&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;Se me ira todo el valor&lt;br /&gt;Y yo se que nunca encontrare otra igual&lt;br /&gt;Si tu te vas&lt;br /&gt;El dolor me comera&lt;br /&gt;Un dia mas&lt;br /&gt;No podre vivir sin ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis lagrimas hacen un mar&lt;br /&gt;Nadare sin descansar&lt;br /&gt;Esperando tu llegar&lt;br /&gt;Y es que estory Imaginandome el final&lt;br /&gt;Y me da miedo pensarque algun dia llegara&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis lagrimas hacen un mar&lt;br /&gt;Nadare sin descansar&lt;br /&gt;Esperando tu llegar&lt;br /&gt;Y es que estory imaginandome el final&lt;br /&gt;Y me da miedo pensarque algun dia llegara&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si Tu Te Vas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111155729021531359?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111155729021531359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111155729021531359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111155729021531359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111155729021531359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/enrique.html' title='enrique'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111155503608394857</id><published>2005-03-23T16:14:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-23T16:17:16.086+11:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-performance..</title><content type='html'>tells y'all... its now... ABOUT 3 HRS TO MY very very short solo. AND I AM FREAKING OUT ALR. omg. how... howhoiwhowwwwhwhwowohbwowhwowowW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so scared. really. OMGOMGOMGOMG. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really... its so freakish.. can just die. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NERVOUSNESS. arghhhhhhhhhh. i'm really damn nervous ok. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but. it should be alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k la.. so these few days have been quite alright. today... i was complaining to some pple about.. hahaha. home sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. my classmates are nice... heehehehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK LA. i'm too scared to blog now. blog later. GOOD NEWS... I WILL BLOG. if its bad news. HEH.HEH.HEH. no blog lor. will be at home crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111155503608394857?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111155503608394857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111155503608394857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111155503608394857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111155503608394857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/pre-performance.html' title='pre-performance..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111130548933136686</id><published>2005-03-20T18:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-20T18:58:09.333+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hahhahahahahahaa</title><content type='html'>i'm finally smiling.. hahaha. after dunno how many days. ehhh... i'm supposed to be doing commerce assignment with jack...  hahaha. i think... i'd just finish it lah. since i have the time. no matter... hahaha. its stupid for me to do just a few and then give it to jack to do.. i know he's using MAC. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... theres no need to ask him to come to my house. unless we're given more classtime.. which i seriously doubt. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... i have alot of books i left at school. so i can't do history... or maths... i'm going to explain to the teacher... write a note. hahah. so i have alot to do tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to st kilda.. bought this beaded thing... bracelet. hahaha. its so freaking itchy i tell you. haha. and it cost me a bloody 5 dollars. fark lah. and then... i bought this chicken sandwich... 4 dollars. CRAZY LOR. so today i spent 9 dollars. and i don't even get pocket money on weekends. wah i die already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... i have alot of stuff to buy in singapore. hahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need :&lt;br /&gt;2 jackets....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want :&lt;br /&gt;hahahhaa... tt current bag i have is too big la. get something tt can be slung... PROJECT BLOOD BROS! (excuses to get a bag again... ) ah whatever la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MP3 PLAYER.......!!!!!!!!!!!!! MELBOURNE SO BLARDY EX CAN. ahhahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.... medeline and xueting right.. bday in april. paiseh.. i can't buy anything from here. no time to go and buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah and for my friends here... i'm going to buy those bloomington stuff for them. hahahaha. bloomington makes singapore soooooooooo coooooooooooooool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.... majulah singapura. it feels so good to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... singapore would always be my home lah... i won't renown my citizenship.... i won't call australia home.. because it isn't. theres nothing like singapore. hahaha. singapore... academic excellence... hahaha... the fast lifestyle... the adrenaline-pumped (ya rite) night life.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and OF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARANYA&lt;br /&gt;JUSTIN&lt;br /&gt;RICHALYNN&lt;br /&gt;MELVIN&lt;br /&gt;SHUMIN&lt;br /&gt;RIANA&lt;br /&gt;TSZHO&lt;br /&gt;JIAXIN&lt;br /&gt;CHUNFEN&lt;br /&gt;DEE&lt;br /&gt;MATTHEW&lt;br /&gt;XUETING&lt;br /&gt;MEDELINE&lt;br /&gt;ANGELINE&lt;br /&gt;JEREMY&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH.. AND VERY UNFORTUNATELY... MY COUSINS AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE LIFE. LIVE IT. (haha.. as quoted by melvin.) omg... eminem again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.. AND SO MANY MORE......!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111130548933136686?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111130548933136686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111130548933136686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111130548933136686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111130548933136686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahhahahahahahaa.html' title='hahhahahahahahaa'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111115016271110682</id><published>2005-03-18T23:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T23:49:22.713+11:00</updated><title type='text'>clay aiken...</title><content type='html'>currently listening to solitaire... hahaha.. i really like that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay... i'm going to talk about what happened on thursday. got the booster jab... haha. was quite alright. and got my first " birthday present ". heh. and... er... went to the airport to pick my mom up. after when we came home we started talking. and... its like.. i started crying. and my mom told me to go home.. go back to singapore... its not point staying on if its gonna be so difficult for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow... my mind was set on going home... and... this morning i woke up.. i didn't get into my school uniform. and my auntie hugged me and wished me happy birthday. and she was so nice, saying that i didn't have to go to school if i didn't want to. then we all had a talk together. and... i've decided not to return to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had dinner with my family. birthday song and all that. and my cousin angeline was so nice. everyone was so supportive. because do you guys know... i felt so horrible today. i can't even describe it. i just felt so empty, so tired and just horrible. but i feel much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. basically tt's how my birthday went. and there are a couple of things i wanna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) firstly happy belated birthday to chun fen. and happy birthday to siqin. you guys.. haha.. have been really good friends of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) supposed to play ballade pour adeline.. solo.. at the autumn concert. AND I AM SO NOT NERVOUS LAH. THIS COMING WED LEH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) since my decision has been made not to go back to sg. my mom suggested me going back for holiday in the april holidays. so tt's what i'm gonna do lah. quite excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) to all my friends in australia.. : haha.. you guys rock. and... without your friendship... i wouldn't have been able to stay for so long. i'm lucky to have all of you as friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Those who are planning on going overseas to study, it is really not easy. it is just so tough... tt i was on the verge of breaking down completely.... although i try so hard not to show it. i'm not exaggerrating. its the truth. and for those who think its really fun... and its an easy way out, i invite you to come and try. and you'd see how hard it really is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt from my cousins tt two months is not enough for me to make a complete adjustment. i'm going to take all the time i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to seeing u guys in april. i'd cya. haha. and goodnight everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST LONG BLOG. YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my flute skills still suck la hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111115016271110682?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111115016271110682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111115016271110682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111115016271110682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111115016271110682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/clay-aiken.html' title='clay aiken...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111071904153913305</id><published>2005-03-14T00:00:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T00:04:01.540+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hahahah</title><content type='html'>hahaha listening to one in a million now. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya. lazy to blog. lazy to do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111071904153913305?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111071904153913305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111071904153913305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111071904153913305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111071904153913305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hahahah_14.html' title='hahahah'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111063541762680465</id><published>2005-03-13T00:48:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-13T00:50:17.626+11:00</updated><title type='text'>pisces</title><content type='html'>hahahhahaha.. i like my star sign. some information about it. hahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pisces is symbolized by the Fish. You're empathetic, openhearted and intuitive. You overly rely on your instincts rather than facts or logic, experiencing things almost completely subjectively. You are the kind of person that is the first to forgive and you would do anything to escape an arguement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Symbol: The FishRuling&lt;br /&gt; Planet: Jupiter / Neptune&lt;br /&gt;Ruling House: Twelfth House&lt;br /&gt;Element: Water&lt;br /&gt;Quality: Mutable&lt;br /&gt;Body Parts: Feet&lt;br /&gt;Keyword: SUBCONSCIOUS&lt;br /&gt;Date with destiny: Cancer, Scorpio&lt;br /&gt;Run for the hills: Gemini, Sagittarius&lt;br /&gt;Where you glow: Helping others&lt;br /&gt;What makes you tick: Writing poetry&lt;br /&gt;Fitness forecast: Meditation&lt;br /&gt;Play date: Going to the theatre&lt;br /&gt;Perfect jobs: TV Producer, Bartender&lt;br /&gt;Best accessory: A toe ring&lt;br /&gt;A sure thing: Taking in stray animals&lt;br /&gt;Destination: Morocco&lt;br /&gt;Pleasure: romance, helping others, compassion&lt;br /&gt;Pain: reality, mean people, insensitivity&lt;br /&gt;What's my line? Make love not war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah.. look.. meditation is so damn boring. hahaaha. and i don't wanna go to morocco pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111063541762680465?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111063541762680465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111063541762680465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111063541762680465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111063541762680465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/pisces.html' title='pisces'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111053830239942060</id><published>2005-03-11T21:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T21:51:42.400+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hiii</title><content type='html'>take a look at this picture..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err... yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know what if u're gonna be offended.. hahaha.. then please don;t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and read the damn caption. omg. it sounds so bloody kinky...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?pid=65250936&amp;uid=303335"&gt;http://www.friendster.com/viewphotos.php?pid=65250936&amp;amp;uid=303335&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111053830239942060?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111053830239942060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111053830239942060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111053830239942060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111053830239942060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hiii.html' title='hiii'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111053466009967145</id><published>2005-03-11T20:43:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T20:51:00.100+11:00</updated><title type='text'>friendster...</title><content type='html'>friendster seems to be lagging all the time nowadays. its very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway it turns out that i may be able to type a full blog today. nowadays.. in this blog... its not longer going to be.. aiya.. i dunno lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm tired. really. and i really want that stupid job... going for the interview tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls.. i really need this. its not only coz i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya anyway i tell you what. i'd blog tmr.. haha. needa search for blogskins now. g'nite sg and happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111053466009967145?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111053466009967145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111053466009967145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111053466009967145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111053466009967145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/friendster.html' title='friendster...'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111041820795728232</id><published>2005-03-10T12:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T12:30:07.960+11:00</updated><title type='text'>hey</title><content type='html'>HIIiiIIIiiiII..I'M BLOGGING.. from school again. hahahaha i'm having quite alot of fun searching for poems la.. thousands. anwyay.. heres URL again.. for my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody sch doesn't allow hotmail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.firstworldwar.com/battles/ypres3.htm"&gt;http://www.firstworldwar.com/battles/ypres3.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.first-world-war.com/battle_of_ypes.htm"&gt;http://www.first-world-war.com/battle_of_ypes.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. battleof yepres.. wrong spelling again. hahahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey let me tell you guys some stuff.. very interesting.. MAC.. herE I come... i hope that would add some colour to my otherwise boring life. and everyday... ARGH... i dunno how to use public transport yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha seriously.. its getting hard not to care what others think of it. but hahaha anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESTERDAY.. i finally made my feelings known to an ahem.. someone... who took it quite well.. i must say, despite the tremendous ' pressure ' she must be feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... but it was on MSN lah.. and... yeah... dunno how exactly she's feeling u see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah things are getting better.. i'm eating pretty well now that haha... lunch is provided for a longer time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... missing u guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cya.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111041820795728232?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111041820795728232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111041820795728232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111041820795728232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111041820795728232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/hey.html' title='hey'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10178054.post-111036933214403876</id><published>2005-03-09T22:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T22:55:32.146+11:00</updated><title type='text'>charm..</title><content type='html'>firstly let me tell you guys arh... all those super charming people should be put in seperate classes from pple like ME... coz.. i can't seem to concentrate and end up getting like.. bad grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... duncan tried to pull out some.. ahem.. strands of hair today lah... PLEASE... u dunno how much it hurts OK? i just tugged at it softly and.. omg.. can die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no.. its not where u think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AIYA LAZY TO BLOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHA... gg off alrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh... btw to all those of my friends who are sick... haha.. take care of urselves. its only autumn lor.. imagine.. if its spring.. and the pollen thingy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. cya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;period 0 tmr.. fucccckkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my aunt scolded me when my shirt was tucked out lar.. thx alot&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10178054-111036933214403876?l=lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/feeds/111036933214403876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10178054&amp;postID=111036933214403876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111036933214403876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10178054/posts/default/111036933214403876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lygerek-tsl.blogspot.com/2005/03/charm.html' title='charm..'/><author><name>Sean</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02702192720929257494</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
