<?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-6483090</id><updated>2011-04-21T10:58:28.158-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pretender</title><subtitle type='html'>A nOrMal DaiLy LifE</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>236</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115891214504277149</id><published>2006-09-22T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-22T01:02:25.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a new blog!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... go to &lt;a href="saranaufogus.multiply.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to check it out!!! &lt;br /&gt;I will update regulary from now on. &lt;br /&gt;(i will try to keep to my word on this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115891214504277149?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115891214504277149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115891214504277149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115891214504277149' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115842359319588304</id><published>2006-09-16T09:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T09:19:53.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My room stinks.&lt;br /&gt;Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, this is not the best ways to start of a post on this almost dead and at nearly under 7 feet of dirt. Nearly, it is more like six feet when i finally decided to get to work and start writing. Though i have no idea how long this determination of mine will last. &lt;br /&gt;But oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, back to the stinking.&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;what happened was that i went to get mos burger this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;this does not explain it but wait..&lt;br /&gt;i brought it home&lt;br /&gt;i went to my room&lt;br /&gt;i ate three quarters of it&lt;br /&gt;i threw it into the dusbin&lt;br /&gt;in my toilet&lt;br /&gt;roam around for an hour&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner&lt;br /&gt;back 2 hours later&lt;br /&gt;stink bomb&lt;br /&gt;boom&lt;br /&gt;the onions in the burger&lt;br /&gt;was causing this horrible smell&lt;br /&gt;smelt like body odour&lt;br /&gt;so then&lt;br /&gt;i decided to clear the dusbin&lt;br /&gt;but the smell wil not go away&lt;br /&gt;now i am 'perfuming' the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, i got back from the cruise yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;the Singapore american school was having a trip on the cruise.&lt;br /&gt;A trip man! a fun trip. Not educational. just fun peace joy and laughter.&lt;br /&gt;lucky people&lt;br /&gt;rich people&lt;br /&gt;dang those people&lt;br /&gt;never mind&lt;br /&gt;i have anime&lt;br /&gt;i shall enjoy anime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, this webbie that i always download anime from&lt;br /&gt;they have put more anime on their site already&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;BUT&lt;br /&gt;the server has gotten so freaking slow now.&lt;br /&gt;downloads for an ep takes 11 hours&lt;br /&gt;fifty percent of the time the downloads are corrupted.&lt;br /&gt;and then have to re download&lt;br /&gt;dang man... dang... :P so tired.&lt;br /&gt;and there is no way to download faster.&lt;br /&gt;last time the servers were faster in the morning... now it is just slow non stop. T_T&lt;br /&gt;"somebody saaaaaaveeeee meeeeee....."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..oh...hmm... ouran rocks!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;ok... end of this post. &lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;till next time&lt;br /&gt;i need to lose weight.&lt;br /&gt;getting fatter and fatter&lt;br /&gt;dang&lt;br /&gt;hate that word&lt;br /&gt;shall start to exercise &lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;who knows&lt;br /&gt;ciao&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115842359319588304?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115842359319588304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115842359319588304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115842359319588304' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115254425403625534</id><published>2006-07-10T08:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T08:10:54.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyhey, another vid for you guys, well, whoever you guys are, or is it is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v198/d_c1135/?action=view&amp;current=10July-italynthkorea.flv&amp;refPage=&amp;imgAnch=imgAnch1"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyup, today it is about, pretty much nothing.&lt;br /&gt;i am still waiting for my RK dvd, so hopefully i can expect it soon.&lt;br /&gt;ASAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, then, i needa to gota to-a tolieta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115254425403625534?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115254425403625534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115254425403625534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115254425403625534' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115243893611864046</id><published>2006-07-09T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T02:55:36.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todays choice,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;EMMYS and WORLDCUP&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v198/d_c1135/?action=view&amp;current=8june-emmysworldcup.flv&amp;refPage=&amp;imgAnch=imgAnch1"&gt;MY POV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am learning how to use the oom's programmes bit by bit but i am loving it! It is so fun! hehehe, lalalala....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115243893611864046?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115243893611864046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115243893611864046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115243893611864046' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115238437870428605</id><published>2006-07-08T11:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T12:39:59.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, todays topic choice:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fantasy VS Reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hit me while i was in the loo reading Archie Comics and Jughead was dreaming about being a Billionaire .&lt;br /&gt;I wondered. There was always this warning phrase of how one should never confuse fantasy with reality.&lt;br /&gt;And does that mean that dreams are not real?&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder, just how &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; is real and &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; is real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, what i am trying to say is that, are dreams real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what if one was caught up in a fantasy and never wants to leave or can never leave?&lt;br /&gt;Say, one is in a coma that is inescapable.&lt;br /&gt;Does that fantasy then becomes a reality?&lt;br /&gt;If that is so, arn't dreams the same, it is just that it takes up lesser time then real life only.&lt;br /&gt;What if,&lt;br /&gt;Just what if,&lt;br /&gt;the reality that we live in, is infact a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And that dreams are reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference between reality and fantasy is that reality continues like a epic novel, but fantasy is something like a short story book which sometimes is longer and has more parts but sometimes it ends after one episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are no less real.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we woke up tearing because what we dreamt was too scary?&lt;br /&gt;Just like how many times have we tried to escape form this reality by sleeping it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am just filled with theories that are worthless,&lt;br /&gt;but then, this is something i have always wondered about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barely have control of what happens in both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;We have as much control in reality as we do in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we can control things, sometimes we cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really great dream last night, kinda, for the most part of it it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are affected by things in reality sometimes, just like how reality is sometimes affected by our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dream and react towards complishing those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;We get traumatized and we end up having nightmares in the nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveything is connected in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of saying that there is a fine line between dreams and reality.&lt;br /&gt;What I want to know is that, is there &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; a line?&lt;br /&gt;If there is, then do we &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; know which line is it?&lt;br /&gt;Do we keep dreams out of reality, or&lt;br /&gt;Do we keep reality out of our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, end of that discussion, today i had received an email from ratty regarding the rurouni kenshin DVDs that i purchased from her/him on ebay.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure which is which still.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i should be expecting it in 2-4 working days.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it appx. Tuesday to Thursday, worst come to worst, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Yaadaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, true to my word, i am making an effort to post.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time i will think of an interesting video to put into the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time! Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara out!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115238437870428605?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115238437870428605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115238437870428605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115238437870428605' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115238455498042952</id><published>2006-07-08T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T12:34:04.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, todays topic choice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Fantasy VS Reality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;This hit me while i was in the loo reading Archie Comics and Jughead was dreaming about being a Billionaire .&lt;br /&gt;I wondered. There was always this warning phrase of how one should never confuse fantasy with reality.&lt;br /&gt;And does that mean that dreams are &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; real?&lt;br /&gt;Which makes me wonder, just how &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real&lt;/span&gt; is real and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what&lt;/span&gt; is real?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Basically, what i am trying to say is that, are dreams real?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, what if one was caught up in a fantasy and never wants to leave or can never leave?&lt;br /&gt;Say, one is in a coma that is inescapable.&lt;br /&gt;Does that fantasy then becomes a reality?&lt;br /&gt;If that is so, arn't dreams the same, it is just that it takes up lesser time then real life only.&lt;br /&gt;What if,&lt;br /&gt;Just what if,&lt;br /&gt;the reality that we live in, is infact a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And that dreams are reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference between reality and fantasy is that reality continues like a epic novel, but fantasy is something like a short story book which sometimes is longer and has more parts but sometimes it ends after one episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are no less real.&lt;br /&gt;How many times have we woke up tearing because what we dreamt was too scary?&lt;br /&gt;Just like how many times have we tried to escape form this reality by sleeping it away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am just filled with theories that are worthless,&lt;br /&gt;but then, this is something i have always wondered about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barely have control of what happens in both worlds.&lt;br /&gt;We have as much control in reality as we do in dreams.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, we can control things, sometimes we cant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a really great dream last night, kinda, for the most part of it it was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are affected by things in reality sometimes, just like how reality is sometimes affected by our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dream and react towards complishing those dreams.&lt;br /&gt;We get traumatized and we end up having nightmares in the nights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eveything is connect in this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So instead of saying that there is a fine line between dreams and reality.&lt;br /&gt;What I want to know is that, is there &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; a line?&lt;br /&gt;If there is, then do we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;even&lt;/span&gt; know which line is it?&lt;br /&gt;Do we keep dreams out of reality, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;or&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do we keep reality out of our dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, end of that discussion, today i had received an email from ratty regarding the rurouni kenshin DVDs that i purchased from her/him on ebay.&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure which is which still.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i should be expecting it in 2-4 working days.&lt;br /&gt;Which makes it appx. Tuesday to Thursday, worst come to worst, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehehe&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!&lt;br /&gt;Yaadaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, true to my word, i am making an effort to post.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe next time i will think of an interesting video to put into the next entry.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time! Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara out!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt; You scored as &lt;b&gt;Art&lt;/b&gt;. You should be an Art major! 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(PLEASE RATE ME!!&amp;lt;3)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font face='Arial' size='1'&gt;created with &lt;a href='http://quizfarm.com'&gt;QuizFarm.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115238455498042952?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115238455498042952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115238455498042952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115238455498042952' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115229680215791914</id><published>2006-07-07T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T12:41:56.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i got a mac!! mac bk pro.&lt;br /&gt;so happy, a new com in ... 4 to 5 years.&lt;br /&gt;my desktop is dying plus i need, so i am happy!&lt;br /&gt;i am going to blog more often, due to the lack of stuff  to do and cos i love my mac!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v198/d_c1135/?action=view&amp;current=testing.flv&amp;refPage=&amp;imgAnch=imgAnch1"&gt;click here to see&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway, i just dropped my razr mouse into the water, OMG, i hope it is fine though, shall leave it to dry. It was not plugged in soo.. * fingers crossed *&lt;br /&gt;I learnt how to use a new thing, my imovie. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, as for the rest of the stuff, nth is happening in life. same old same old. happy sad, angry at peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i have been watching Anime and i got the season 3 of LnC from Singapore today!! so happy.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered a Rurouni kenshin Dvd set from ebay so hopefully it will arrive.&lt;br /&gt;yupyup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for other stuff, i am just bored out of my mind so here i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear pals, please call me if u have anything u wanna say AT ALL. Or if u too are bored. We can always chat and have fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats about it for now. Cya soon.&lt;br /&gt;And i mean it. haha, time for a blog revamp.&lt;br /&gt;Shall do it soon. i am thinking, white and orange.. or... smth else.. see how. yupyup, ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115229680215791914?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115229680215791914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115229680215791914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_07_01_archive.html#115229680215791914' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-115017952735057023</id><published>2006-06-12T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T23:18:47.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As fate has it, it'd be in a lan studio where i will post my first entry in months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, wanted to play o2 jam, but luck would say "as ta la visa~!" if it could speak. &lt;br /&gt;2 coms i used and bth lack songs, thre were only 3 songs in teh whole system, which were at levels that i cant play. thus, viola, i end up blogging.&lt;br /&gt;The same thing happened at home too, one moment the whole o2 just failed on me. &lt;br /&gt;ahwell, fated not to play the game. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog blog blog, &lt;br /&gt;well, tmr i am going to watch She's the Man with candice and jon at lido, &lt;br /&gt;Then going for driving lessons&lt;br /&gt;Then, going to help yuying with the fliming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not release details about that yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should be quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, anything beats mom and pop shouting all day at home non stop.&lt;br /&gt;One is saying "you never learn to change"&lt;br /&gt;The other one is implying "you never learn to change!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, being the bystander, BOTH had never learnt to change.&lt;br /&gt;Thus bth are at fault&lt;br /&gt;And bth are so thick headed words cant get through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My prayer - LORD! Send me a Pretender (just like the one from the show The Pretender) to help me stop this home war _ (lost count)!&lt;br /&gt;I need a genius who can help make BOTH of them understand.&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i wish for world peace too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, &lt;br /&gt;i am getting fustrated.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, peace shall be restored on saturday when my bro and dad go to KL.&lt;br /&gt;Yea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me to the trip to KL that i made with my dad last monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so superb.&lt;br /&gt;At any moment you can die. &lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;Car flips, or skids, whichever.&lt;br /&gt;The point is that we were going so fast it was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;We went there in teh morning, got home at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the sempang track to drive.&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;Scared the heck out of me.&lt;br /&gt;i was being thrown around! non stop!&lt;br /&gt;We were going so fast that the car skid, and then the anti skiding device locked in and we were safe. &lt;br /&gt;But it was so fun to sit the lambo.&lt;br /&gt;I sat in the car till i had a backache. &lt;br /&gt;And i could notfall asleep even when my eyes were trying to close.&lt;br /&gt;so fun!&lt;br /&gt;Exciting!&lt;br /&gt;Dangeruous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, gtg&lt;br /&gt;ciao pals!&lt;br /&gt;Or whoever actually reads this&lt;br /&gt;take care ya'll&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-115017952735057023?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115017952735057023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/115017952735057023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_06_01_archive.html#115017952735057023' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114581957247117222</id><published>2006-04-23T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T12:12:52.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, just a quick post at 3.08am in the morning. &lt;br /&gt;I just checked out the stuff on LnC Message board and it just reminds me time and time again why i love being a Friend of Lois and Clark. &lt;br /&gt;Such nice people there, such great pals i've made, such a great people(excluding the occassional freaky fans).&lt;br /&gt;Overall, i feel happy being a FoLC.&lt;br /&gt;Well then, that's all to this post. Ciao and take care my dear pals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara signing out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114581957247117222?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114581957247117222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114581957247117222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114581957247117222' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114534865064138292</id><published>2006-04-18T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T01:24:10.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been such a loooooong time since i updated. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, first up, i've got 6 tix to the 20th May concert - 5566 will be there. Held by Best World Products. &lt;br /&gt;Sharon, Vannessa, Yuying, Me and maybe candice (have yet to ask her) would be going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other stuff. On a even lighter note.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom's beauty spa just opened at the beginning of the month. Now i have to help her out with stuff etc etc. But these past few days i have not been in the store, soooo...yup, better get my ass back to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched finish ZJZD - top of fobbiden city. NICE! The dancing rox! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other stuff.. well, nth much is really going on, been going out with gong quite often the past few days and with sharon of course. hahaha, what is one without the other. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I went to K BOX with candice that day, we sang chinese songs for like 5and a half hours!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SO SHIOK!&lt;br /&gt;Even had buffet there, sushi and other stuff as well. rock man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am going to learn to play a simple plan song now. c'yall around!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114534865064138292?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114534865064138292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114534865064138292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_archive.html#114534865064138292' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114288628196662983</id><published>2006-03-20T12:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-20T12:26:46.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someone help me sleep early! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in, not in the morning (which is what i am doing now, slept at 6+am yesterday) but rather when it is still night!&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh... sigh... life is so... i dont know... empty right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to look forward to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No motivation for anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aimless &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Big Question Mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on saturday I am going to be meeting the fans of Joe Cheng Yuan Chang (actor from the show er zhuo ju zhi wen (it started with a kiss)) then we are going to flim a video saying happy birthday and sending our well wishes to the guy etc etc. They are getting fans from all over the world to do it. Europe, Canada, America, Asia etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know the funny thing? I just think that that guy is interesting, i am not even like a big fan of the guy.&lt;br /&gt;So you wonder why i am going?&lt;br /&gt;BOREDOM.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as A B C. Repeat afterme (see, i am so kind to give you smth to do)&lt;br /&gt;Say &lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;there you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, i have no idea what to do now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sitting from midnight till now doing nothing having no idea what to do. &lt;br /&gt;Time now, 4.20am.&lt;br /&gt;Watched finished the show i bought yesterday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to get the Simple Plan Live in HardRock Cafe - MegaFan pack edition DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Consist their songs sang live and a video of their live performances. Plus a color book and some patch and some other things. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladeeda.. can someone talk to me?&lt;br /&gt;SOMEONE TALK TO ME ON MSN! PLEEEEEEEASEEEE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awell, that is if you have the time. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone is busy these days.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i even wrote a song just now. &lt;br /&gt;As in the lyrics. &lt;br /&gt;Wanted to put some guitar chords to it but since i have zero music talent i could not come up with anything nice.&lt;br /&gt;Besides, i cant sing, so then it would be pointless trying to sing the song to see whether it sounds nice if i cant sing right? ladeedum ladeeda. haha o well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and a GOOD MORNING TO ya'll!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114288628196662983?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114288628196662983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114288628196662983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114288628196662983' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114278080547979835</id><published>2006-03-19T06:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-19T07:06:46.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyall!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was totally fun!&lt;br /&gt;Well, not really, but it was pretty fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, went with Nick and Kevin to American Club, played pool, table tennis, ate pizza, bowled (i learned how to bowl! lol) and then drank choco milkshake! It was great! Oh, and but before buying the milkshake, we went to the squash courts. There, we saw this good looking guy, actually, he was above average but not say very good looking or anything like that. Did i mention he is caucasian? haha, the guy was probably 6 feet 2 or smth like that, he played a warm up round with Kevin and Kevin was up to his shoulder only. The guy's body was really nicely shaped. haha, totally hot guy! Tall, and handsome. Oh and friendly!&lt;br /&gt;Nick and i were sitting down and he asked us whether we had a lighter or a sissors (he wanted to take the pricetag off his new sports shoes) he told us he got it from isetan for 50+bucks.. "ok la, not bad" &lt;-- that was what he said in reference to the price. he spoke in a Singlish tone ^^! o.O! &lt;br /&gt;I think he must have stayed in Singapore for quite some time already. His accent was fluctuating. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the squash courts was the best thing of the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at night..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went with my mom to BRIX club at Hyatt. The band there totally rocked!!!!! OMG! They were great! they were so cool and funny! and their singing was good too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band name - absence of colors (so cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artistes they sang their songs from - Boyz II Men, Craig David, Nelly, Ciara, Eric Clapton, Usher etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who they are - A group consisting of approx. 7 african americans. (that is why i think their band name is cool) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend people to go there. But they are only in Singapore for 3 mths before they leave for another country. so sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway, bought 'sad love story' vcd and Eminem's curtain call. nice.).&lt;br /&gt;Then yuying and sharon came by to pass me my vcds that sharon borrowed. &lt;br /&gt;Yuying drove her mazda here, so cool man! haha, then she also let me drive the car. NICE!! we drove the car opened top. wahahahhaa. After that they stayed awhile longer to watch final destination and ate ice cream. ^^ after that they went home and i went to bathe and here i am blogging. bored. listening to Eminem. going to watch show soon, maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something i thought about today :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the meaing of our existence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plants gives life to us by providing oxygen. &lt;br /&gt;Animals are a source of food for humans and they help control the plant growth etc.&lt;br /&gt;What do we do?&lt;br /&gt;We help one another that is true. &lt;br /&gt;But do we provide something neccessary to other species?&lt;br /&gt;Do we really?&lt;br /&gt;If not, then what is the value of existence? &lt;br /&gt;to live just to live?&lt;br /&gt;is it/&lt;br /&gt;is that it?&lt;br /&gt;maybe&lt;br /&gt;i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;someone tell me. &lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114278080547979835?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114278080547979835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114278080547979835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114278080547979835' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114252333146773047</id><published>2006-03-16T07:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-16T07:35:31.480-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyall~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well, lets see. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;current state &lt;/strong&gt;- bored and feel like puking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reason&lt;/strong&gt; - bored cos i am bored. feel like puking cos i must have at least seen 100 GIRLS profile and so many of them of girls with braces. I feel like a gay pervert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reason behind action&lt;/strong&gt; - helping 2 people find 'Time' the girl with no name and shall thus remained nicknamed time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today i bought a Jay Chow DVD, contains 13 of his MVs and a 20+min highlight of his Hong Kong concert. I do not like Jay Chow, but neither do i hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Positive&lt;/strong&gt; -He can produce nice songs and he can sing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Negative &lt;/strong&gt;- He mumbles(drives me nuts) and he is not goodlooking (average looking)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also bought Final Destination 1 vcd. ^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am contemplating whether to buy an ipod vid. But it is expensive and i am almost broke. &lt;br /&gt;I want to go overseas to study. Melbourne. Monash Uni. If i go i would end up in Clayton Campus (i think that is what the lady said)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, my timetable till i go overseas. (or if i go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIMETABLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help my mom start up her shop and her her at the shop.&lt;br /&gt;Then apply to teach at KC or KCP.&lt;br /&gt;Complete and obtain driving license before going overseas. &lt;br /&gt;STAY HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, end of post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I for one cant understand how anyone can make a timetable of their life. &lt;br /&gt;Its not really possible. Cos if that is teh case then we would be predicting the future right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, night all and ciao!!!!! take care my dear butties!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114252333146773047?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114252333146773047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114252333146773047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114252333146773047' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114227308923784494</id><published>2006-03-13T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-13T10:04:49.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Why is the world filled with so much rubbish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BolaBola&lt;/strong&gt; or however it is 'spose to be spelt.&lt;br /&gt;It means rubbish right? Utter trash.&lt;br /&gt;Useless.&lt;br /&gt;Hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to throw myself into a hole right now and just forget. &lt;br /&gt;Forget about what life is&lt;br /&gt;Forget what i am being reminded everyday&lt;br /&gt;Forget the worries&lt;br /&gt;Forget it all&lt;br /&gt;Just stay in a dream&lt;br /&gt;Leave the world for the strong and rubbish filled people to hold it up.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, if you are not filled with rubbish, you probably would not be alive. &lt;br /&gt;Forget what i just said. All rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Why cant life just be perfect? &lt;br /&gt;Worries free?&lt;br /&gt;Happy.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying. &lt;br /&gt;I just want to scream and run away.&lt;br /&gt;Just hide.&lt;br /&gt;I dont mind hiding my head in a hole like an animal with my body sticking out. As long as i dont have to face the world face the pain.&lt;br /&gt;Sounds over dramatic right?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that is what life is, a big huge drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want things to be simple.&lt;br /&gt;To eat, to feel, to live, and then be happy.&lt;br /&gt;To just be happy.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is too much to ask for.&lt;br /&gt;We all want to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;We can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right.&lt;br /&gt;One thing right.&lt;br /&gt;At the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might as well stab me. &lt;br /&gt;At least when i am dead the pain will dissapear.&lt;br /&gt;At least i hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many people have lost their direction as to what is right to do and what is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is no right or wrong, just whether we hurt people in the process.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only reason i am writing in here is cos i have no one to talk to right now.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to write everything. But i cant.&lt;br /&gt;I might not even finish what i write if i write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares whether things are broken.&lt;br /&gt;As in the pieces can still fit together.&lt;br /&gt;But to miss one piece,&lt;br /&gt;that is..&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what it is!&lt;br /&gt;i dont know!!&lt;br /&gt;I DONT!&lt;br /&gt;i freaking dont know what i am trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;The pieces are all broken, they still fit, they dont fit, they what the f**k man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that i pray for all the time. &lt;br /&gt;3 same things i wish for all the time.&lt;br /&gt;3 things that i consider most important in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;br /&gt;Good Health &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can all be summarised into what i think is most important. Happiness.&lt;br /&gt;As long as the people around us are happy we tend to end up feeling happy too. &lt;br /&gt;As long as everything is ok, thats fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H.A.P.P.I.N.E.S.S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just happiness for myself. &lt;br /&gt;But happiness for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone feel happy if there are people around you who are sad?&lt;br /&gt;Is it even possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to hide.&lt;br /&gt;To forget.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT KNOW ANYTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;h . i . d . e . . . . . . . . . . ..... &lt;br /&gt;in a hole of happines only.. dreaming.. maybe that is why i look forward to sleep everytime. At least the happiness felt in dreams may feel real for that moment even if i have to wake up at the end of it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114227308923784494?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114227308923784494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114227308923784494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114227308923784494' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114217942126478107</id><published>2006-03-12T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-12T08:03:41.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everytime i blog i am forced to realise how futile my day has been. &lt;br /&gt;So when my friend asked why i dont blog so often, this is the reply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, what mth is it...march.. &lt;br /&gt;the month for closure and new beginnings&lt;br /&gt;A chance to start a new and realise that what the hell is going on around here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this month is the month for dreams&lt;br /&gt;to think&lt;br /&gt;to sleep&lt;br /&gt;to free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went to the cruise over the weekend. &lt;br /&gt;Was quite fun. I learnt a new game - bridge.&lt;br /&gt;The trip was interesting, alot of stuff happening. &lt;br /&gt;But, one thing that i regret is that i did not take the time. &lt;br /&gt;I regret not spending time just staring at the stars, and enjoying the wind. I think the best part of the cruise is to be able to feel free. To feel like there are no boundaries. &lt;br /&gt;I like to stare at the sky, look at the stars, enjoy the wind. &lt;br /&gt;But i totally forgot this time, nvm, at least i had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note to mr. myles : u should really watch ur drinking or u might end up getting addicted to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one interesting thing happened today, donn and kevin suddenly went chasing after time. Do you feel lost? Well i did at first until i found out 'Time' was a girl. haha, a girl who always asked for the time. But unfortunately, we ran out of time to find out who time is. So they are now searching friendster for that girl. Goodluck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice is watching Full House, i personally dont really fancy rain but this is just my opinion.&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas is watch It Started With A Kiss, it is a nice show. Funny and interesting. &lt;br /&gt;Yuying just got back from Ubin after taking so much nice picts. goodjob!&lt;br /&gt;JeyJey is in Aussie looking for mail order brides so till he comes back with one i am left without a crapping partner. note to jeyjey: season 4 and 5 is the last season of viva la bam!! T_T oh and ashley, take pictures of any hot guys on the campus there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, i may go to melbourne to study.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to apply for NTU ADM and then for Parsons, they sent me a email saying that application is not closed yet. So i am going to give it a shot for fun. You never know till u try. Dont want to regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, thats about it, take care my dear fools!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114217942126478107?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114217942126478107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114217942126478107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114217942126478107' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-114097949468996440</id><published>2006-02-26T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T10:44:54.726-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A level results will be out on 1st of march and i am as scared as ever. Nightmares, my imgaination running wild plus the fear of it all is starting to get to me. &lt;br /&gt;I wonder if life is just this big crazy journey that brings you happiness so that it can take it away for you to feel sadness only to give it back to you so that you know at the very least, you have a heart and the life to even feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is going to be very personal, i am going to write about what i feel and how i feel each day. So if you dont want to know, i'd advise you to stop reading the rest of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It kinda speaks for itself. Something that everyone feels at least in one point of time in their life. &lt;br /&gt;I feel it. I feel it right now, every single minute when i start to think. That is why id rather occupy myself.&lt;br /&gt;I think i am crazy. Or at least partially.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea who i am, as in who i really am. I am aimless.&lt;br /&gt;I have no thoughts of the future, i am stuck in the past. That the best thing, the past is gone now. Sometimes i wonder if it was all just a dream. A happy one. When i close my eyes to remmeber the past, to remember what it felt like to have people around me, i feel happy. But the instant my eyes opens up, i see a wall that does not want to move. &lt;br /&gt;I keep telling myself, leave the past get on with life. I mean, whats to say that i cant have both?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way that i end up dealing with the loneliness and fear is to talk to myself. To convince myself, i end up arguing with myself. So much so that i get so angry that i just want to stop thinking all together and forget. &lt;br /&gt;Why do i like to watch shows? &lt;br /&gt;Not course they are just interesting but so that i can imagine them to be real, feel what the characters are feeling and to forget who i am.&lt;br /&gt;It keeps my company.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather imagine than to realise how much i hate myself at times.&lt;br /&gt;I am a bunch of contradictions.&lt;br /&gt;I am crazy to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know something?&lt;br /&gt;At night, when my dad goes out, i would enjoy myself, but then the fear would start to settle in. My eyes would keep checking the time every 15 minutes, anticipating him coming home. But before he does, i would make sure my door is locked so stop him from coming in. Anutie fe is asleep on the floor, the lights are off cept for my nightlight.&lt;br /&gt;And then when i hear my dad's footsteps outside near my room, i would be absolutely silent. I would go onto the bed and sit, my knees to my chest. And just pull the blanket over my head, off my bedside light and just wait. Wait for him to fall asleep. Sometimes i dare not even breathe. &lt;br /&gt;You know how that feels? &lt;br /&gt;Maybe you do. &lt;br /&gt;The fear. &lt;br /&gt;The loneliness. &lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that, get this, he cannot see through the door and would not be able to hear me breathing so why am i so afraid?&lt;br /&gt;My maid is in the room so how can i feel lonely?&lt;br /&gt;Questions and answers. Isn't that just the fun part of life. &lt;br /&gt;I am afraid of my dad cos he comes back drunk. He will not hit us or anything, but he is like a timebomb. &lt;br /&gt;Everytime i am with him, i end up having to be so careful of what i say. &lt;br /&gt;I must make sure &lt;br /&gt;no. 1) it is positive&lt;br /&gt;2) that no matter how he sees it it is a good thing&lt;br /&gt;3) i have to think and then pick out any errors in what i am about to say&lt;br /&gt;4) make sure it is relevant no rubbish&lt;br /&gt;5) no rude words&lt;br /&gt;6) understand my dad and think like he does to know what he would reply and feel like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is tiring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like playing this game.&lt;br /&gt;I love my dad, but sometimes it is just so tiring that i want to say that i give up talking to him.&lt;br /&gt;Even the songs that we hear must be stuff that he likes, or else we will get a scolding. &lt;br /&gt;When he is in a bad mood i make sure the music in the car is soothing so as not to make him angry.&lt;br /&gt;Even the surrounding has to be right or else he will blow up easily.&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;but my dad is a lonely guy cos of this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this habit of copying others.&lt;br /&gt;Not get the stuff that they get but more like, act like the way they act.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i try to get into the mind of a kid, i pretend to eat like them. &lt;br /&gt;Getting food all over my mouth while eating cos afterall, babies cant eat all that well and properly.&lt;br /&gt;I do that cos it is fun, nice to know that i can pretend to be a kid again, and u know what? eating that way makes the food taste sweeter somehow. &lt;br /&gt;You should try it.&lt;br /&gt;P.S: dont try it if u are hungry cos babies eat real slow and in very very small spoons. &lt;br /&gt;It took my half an hour to eat a bowl of porridge that way. fun though! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to pick the interesting points that they have, for instance the way they speak. i would then speak that way after finding the basic pathern. of course i cant *be* them, i just *try* to.&lt;br /&gt;I copy the way they walk to see why they walk that way.&lt;br /&gt;I see them eat some stuff and then i will end up wanting to eat it too and finally when i eat it, i try to eat it the way they did. haha, crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;but it is all a big game to me. &lt;br /&gt;keep me busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that i remember from being a toddler was that i loved the feel of the net against my skin in the playpen. i would stick my face in it then stick my tongue out (gross i know) or i would just push my hand against the net. &lt;br /&gt;i can just imagine the smell now, smell of safety ( and the stinky net ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, one more weird thing i did last time, i saw a dog drinking water from a bowl on tv and i tried doing that, i poured water in a bowl then drank it. got my face partially wet, but the experince was really entertaining. the view of the water so close made it really relaxing. and kinda fustrating cos it takes forever to drink and i end up being so thirsty at the end of it all. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is just what i do to keep myself company. &lt;br /&gt;that's just plain old weird me. &lt;br /&gt;but i guess you probably do it to. i'd like to know that i am not the only one. haha&lt;br /&gt;btw, even when i am working at the jewellery store, i pretend that i am working at coffee bean or smth, then make drinks the way i see it. it is so fun!! go try it. the spoon and all. hahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now all i have to do is choose what i really want to study.&lt;br /&gt;Businees or Visual Arts related stuff?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh one more thing, dont you like the feeling of not being alone, the warmth you feel and the happiness. hope? to be able to trust someone with urself so fully. would be great.&lt;br /&gt;Well i would imagine that it would be that way.&lt;br /&gt;But the thing about imagining it, at the end of the day you cant touch it. it is not real, it is like a temporary sedative. That is why i like to fall asleep. Dreams would be more real that way. I can close my eyes and just imagine what i want. Of course when i really sleep i cant control my thoughts anymore, but giving the jumpstart for the thoughts is good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: just me typing like u are there talking to you even refering to you though i have no idea who you are is nuts in my opinion. but being nuts makes me human cos we akk are. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, writing in this blog made me feel a whole lot better, at least i know that i am not alone. &lt;br /&gt;nighty night peeps! and sweetest dreams!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-114097949468996440?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114097949468996440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/114097949468996440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#114097949468996440' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113974155122454436</id><published>2006-02-12T02:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T02:52:32.010-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Entrace from overseas college application ended on feb 1st. &lt;br /&gt;what date is it today? Feb 12th&lt;br /&gt;have i even applied yet? N-O! &lt;br /&gt;am i screwed you ask? Y-E-S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aimless.&lt;br /&gt;Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;i am as confused as ever, i hate making a decision that i would have to live with for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;I know that we have to live with every decision we make, but the point is that, this is big! &lt;br /&gt;Actually, it is only as big as we want it to be. &lt;br /&gt;But still!! &lt;br /&gt;I can't decide.&lt;br /&gt;Do arts, or do business.&lt;br /&gt;Choose safe--- leading to -----&gt; somewhat happiness, &lt;br /&gt;or,&lt;br /&gt;Choose happy--- leading to ------&gt; uncertainty?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices choices choices, why? and why not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to go eat dinner, bbl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113974155122454436?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113974155122454436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113974155122454436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113974155122454436' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113933171732013251</id><published>2006-02-07T08:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T09:01:57.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the rare 1/4,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had managed to watch my very first football match. Mind you, football, not soccer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to soccer fans, no offense, the game is nice and all, i like the parts where goals are scored or almost goals are scored. Those are really fun times. I'll even watch a soccer match if i am bored. but... it is a gentleman's game. safe, well, safer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea why Singapore is not really on about football but yea. O well.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i woke up at 10am, turned on the tv and switch to the ESPN channel where the football match started. I was thinking " i probably wont like watching it, hell i am already feeling partial to soccer and football would be boring cos i dun understand the game" hell, till now i still dont. but.. after 10mins, i was hooked.&lt;br /&gt;The quarterback had made such a great pass and the guy had caught the ball beautifully and made a touchdown. SPLENDID!! totally graceful. and it all happened in a matter of seconds. oh my!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for those who were dead to the world. &lt;br /&gt;It was the SUPERBOWL XL that i was watching. Totally great, it is almost like watching the worldcup. the only diff is that world cup is once in 4 years so the anticipation is higher for that. but.. if the world cup was yearly. The superbowl beats it hands down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall spoilt the results for those who dont know. &lt;br /&gt;But i am sure anyone who is interested in football would have known by now who the winners are. i mean, it *is* the superbowl afterall. &lt;br /&gt;Well, the Pittsburgh Steelers won!!! 21 to 10~!! they totally trashed the other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aftermath of the game was so fun to watch too. &lt;br /&gt;The coach got dunked with drinks and the water from the cooler. &lt;br /&gt;You could see the love for one another the players had. &lt;br /&gt;It was so cool!&lt;br /&gt;The most valuable player for that superbowl season had gotten a brand new 2006 car. Man! It looked beautiful. but i have noide whether it is good or not. &lt;br /&gt;It was black and well, like a van thingy. lol. i have no idea how to describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad they did not show us how the superbowl rings looked like. &lt;br /&gt;I would love to see how one looks like. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure whether the english are as pumped up about the whole winning thing as the americans are or do they just shake hands(though i am sure they definatly do more than that (i am not being sarcastic))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when the guy( i forgot if he was the president of the superbowl or smthing else) anywya, when the guy walked down the field carrying the cup, everyone wanted a feel of it. you can see it in their eyes that it was a glory to even touch that cup. then they went on stage and had words and etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, one main reason for liking football more than soccer. &lt;br /&gt;more action.&lt;br /&gt;i wont fall asleep that much.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes there wont even be a goal in the whole football match. &lt;br /&gt;And i am pretty much sich about how soccer keeps getting so much attention as compared to football. &lt;br /&gt;Sigh. &lt;br /&gt;I am watch soccer so easily, but trying to catch a football match took me forever. &lt;br /&gt;I have been wanting to see a match for months ya'kown?!&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to see one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, nuff said bout football. haha&lt;br /&gt;down to the dvds.&lt;br /&gt;i have watched finish the pretender! &lt;br /&gt;totally great series! love it!!!&lt;br /&gt;as for viva la bam, it saddens me to say that season 4,5 is their last season! T_T&lt;br /&gt;but bam did a great job of drilling a big hole for a sunroof on his gallardo! lol, and can u believe it? he did not even patch the hole up, it was there till the end of the season. cool stuff though. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and then there is the fact that bam had a race, his lambo against ryan dunn's limo. lol, dunn had went to add nitro and got his whole car fitted up. &lt;br /&gt;During the race, ryan was actually winning the gallardo until his car engine went up in smoke. &lt;br /&gt;So close yet so far. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, and it was so fun to see Mike Vallely(apparently that is the way his name is spelt, interesting) trashing the bam's hummer. &lt;br /&gt;during the seasons, more cars were trashed. &lt;br /&gt;more houses destroyes. &lt;br /&gt;clothes fed to alligators.&lt;br /&gt;and don vito getting bullied.&lt;br /&gt;they even brought the brazillian jungle to west chester! lol&lt;br /&gt;Oh and rabb himself went searching russia for his wife whom he saw for 1.5hrs before she ran away cos of the way vito treated her. hahahahaha... funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, nuff.&lt;br /&gt;3/4 of u probably have no idea what i am saying or what i have said. &lt;br /&gt;so, good night and sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, btw, DEAN CAIN ROCKS!! SO DOES LOIS AND CLARK!! LOVE 'EM ALL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113933171732013251?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113933171732013251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113933171732013251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113933171732013251' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113863792852392935</id><published>2006-01-30T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T08:18:48.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok, i'l skip the hi's and go straight to the happy new year. well, chinese new year&lt;br /&gt;ok, now that that is done, i will update on recent happenings and discoveries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be quiting work next week. &lt;br /&gt;the dog is cute but does not know where to shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now to the bigger stuff&lt;br /&gt;i got my pretender discs. and i found out that the lois and clark fans are arranging to have an online chat with dean cain. &lt;br /&gt;they already have permission but only the time is not set.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to see that happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the pretender.&lt;br /&gt;i love it&lt;br /&gt;and i am loving it even more as the seasons passes&lt;br /&gt;it is so funny and dark and secretive and suspense filled&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for next season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, now down to more interesting stuff&lt;br /&gt;The pretender was founded based on the real life happenings of a man&lt;br /&gt;a man named "Ferdinand Demara Jr., a genius with an eidetic memory, who could master any skill just by reading a book about it."&lt;br /&gt;sounds so cool right?&lt;br /&gt;he is a genius who can really become anyone he wants to be. &lt;br /&gt;he finally got caught at the end cos he did bad stuff with his gift and was hunted down by the police.&lt;br /&gt;but it is cool to know that 'the pretender', though fictional, was seeded by this man who really existed. &lt;br /&gt;It is interesting to know that someone so smart really exists&lt;br /&gt;And i guess he is the superhero without any powers cept for his brain which all of us have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is why i love the pretender. &lt;br /&gt;hell, i love any show with guys that have superpowers or extrodinarty gifts and has to hide his identity. &lt;br /&gt;i find it so interesting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thus that is why the english series that i love ended up being those with men who live secret lives and have extrodinary gifts.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;LnC, The Pretender&lt;br /&gt;I guess these are the 2 that i really like alot and follow even after so long. &lt;br /&gt;but lnc is definatly first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well that's all for now!&lt;br /&gt;nite all!&lt;br /&gt;and take care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113863792852392935?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113863792852392935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113863792852392935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113863792852392935' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113742211754396037</id><published>2006-01-16T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T06:35:17.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoyo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i shall start to blog.. hmm&lt;br /&gt;wat happened ar? i cant remember anyhooz, i shall blog bout what happened on saturday evening till morning till sunday. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after work i met gong and sharon and they came over to my house! When they came my mom started talking bout my survivor kit etc etc, (if u guys ever bring it up u are soooo dead) then tried on clothes and finally found a set that i like. After that, my mom and dad drove the lamborghini to Ministry of Sound(MOS) and gong, sharon and i took a cab there. We waited and met Jerry. LOL. actually it is my uncle jerry but there i cannot call anyone auntie or uncle or even my mom and dad mom and dad cos they wanna be young. lol, call them irene etc. hahahah nutty ppl. I met my mom's cousin and he is actually quite cute and good looking. which is a big surprise.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we got the Sky Lounge stamp at the VIP queue so we all managed to escape the queue. &lt;br /&gt;Oh, i forgot to mention the fact that i met pheobe and terry for the first time ever and we started acting like good pals lol. ok, i brought them to see the place first cos i have been there once before so i roughly know where the rooms are. then we went to the sky lounge. hahahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over there, Ms Baby (Brunei princess) was there chit chatting with my mom. haha, she is a nice lady and definatly what i did NOT expect a princess to be. haha totally cool man!&lt;br /&gt;then, we ordered drinks. &lt;br /&gt;dun tell my dad but i drank half a glass of long island ice tea. ^^ it was not bad, the alcohol taste was not so strong. &lt;br /&gt;Then we ordered graveyard. i took 2 sips and wanted to die, so horrible! apparently it is really strong too. lol, my dad was scolding me about even ordering that drink for my friend, he said that the name is graveyard cos if you take it to will go to the grave fast. &lt;br /&gt;So u guys gotta keep my secret bout me drinking alittle k?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to the RnB room where uncle jerry, ahem, i mean JERRY had a table for 25 ppl there. haha, there was only like 5 of us and it was kinda crowded. We talked to the guy who was standing guard by the table and said that we just wanted to sit for awhile then leave. We asked whether he can continue to hold the table for us and he said that it was hard but he said he could try. which was good enough for us. we sat and listen for some music then went away and told the guy to hold the table for us. damn funny. we felt so important. lol, madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, we went walking and then went back to the RnB but when we went back it was totally packed man! they were not letting ppl in. we squeeze and squeeze and then bargain. finally got in. haha. we could not walk around at all!!! so pack! then we squeeze till our table. the place for the table was big so we felt really spacious. everyone sqyeezing all over but they cannot come into our area. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after awhile uncle jerry came and sat with his pals and all, they had came in through the back door. ^^ cool eh? back door. hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we went dancing!!!!!!! omg! so funy man! we went into the wire area which was worst than a sardine can and dance for like 10 mins then went back to the table. Then nice music came on and we started to dance but could not be bothered to go to the wire cos we would have to squeeze so we danced at the table area. we moved the table to the sides and danced. hahaha, terry pheobe, gong sharon, and i danced totally happy. No, i was not high, i did not drink much and the long island did not have an effect of me. I did not even feel warm, cept when we went into the RnB room cos that was a given, so many ppl, bound to feel warm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left at 1.30am or smth ard there. &lt;br /&gt;my mom and dad left earlier and went to buy snacks.&lt;br /&gt;sharon, gong and i went back by cab and pheobe and terry came over alittle bit later cos they were queueing for their bags at the bag drop area. &lt;br /&gt;We ate supper and they stayed over for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon had to go home cos her mom was nagging already.&lt;br /&gt;Yuying was totally drunk. well, maybe not, but definately high!! hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;gong is damn cute la. wanna pinch her cheek those type of cute. lol&lt;br /&gt;"gong! see i said u are cute, so shouldn't you treat me to play drums for a day?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morn we woke up and went to PS. Pheobe and tetry had to go to church leaving me and gong to play drums! we played for an hour and then left. gong went home to sleep i went for work. hahaa, playing drums at 10.30 in the morning after sleeping at 4am the previous night. i am totally tired right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept 4 hours that day(MOS night) and last nigth i was watching a korean show till 3am so i slept for like 5 hrs last night. wanna sleep. yawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched greenforest. so funny and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, lnc season 2 out on dvd tmr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, oh ya, my family got a dog. shih-tzu aka shitzu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahah, cute. but i think it will be alittle troublesome. &lt;br /&gt;it should be coming tmr. see how bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, tmr is catherine's bday (one of the person at the place where i work) and the boss is ordering a stripper for her. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;shall let oyu guys know more about it next day . i think it should be interesting. *snicker*&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i was the one who found the stripper service place!! so proud! haha, i found in the yellow pages under escorts. lol, the kuram guy has like 2 companies. and bout doing stripping. i shall explain if i remember to next day. too tired. night!&lt;br /&gt;going to eat pineapple tarts that Mirage Hotel, Las Vegas sent over. lol. nice flower looking ones. yum. night&lt;br /&gt;my survivor kit is going to grow bigger!! haha. mad-en-ess&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113742211754396037?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113742211754396037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113742211754396037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113742211754396037' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113716572670956252</id><published>2006-01-13T07:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T07:22:21.016-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://www.redboots.net/tnaos/countdown.htm"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113716572670956252?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113716572670956252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113716572670956252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113716572670956252' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113682205483582835</id><published>2006-01-09T07:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T07:54:14.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am totally pissed at someone. one person in particular.&lt;br /&gt;Candice.&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell man! where's your heart. I told you that i will call you tonight regarding ms devi's cremation which is tomorrow and you fall asleep at 11.&lt;br /&gt;Fine, you want to sleep nevermind. But could you at least tell your grandma to wake u up when i call?! Sesh, unless you dont care at all. Well, i wouldn't know that now would i? you would not even skip class for ms devi's service. Seriously, i am totally speechless. Too stunn for words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i left work earlier today to go for the service. If they had not allowed me to go for the service i would have just quit there and then, who cares about the money that i have earned already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the service was sad. &lt;br /&gt;Many had tears in their eyes, it was a really quiet place. &lt;br /&gt;Well, quiet cept for our table which was laughing nonstop telling jokes and stories. &lt;br /&gt;We sat there eating nuts and stuff and talked about death and the commandments of satan and god. Somehow the commandments of satan seems more logical. Do not harm others but if they harm you, destroy them. it is really interesting and funny. lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the twins cried. It is nothing unusual as the scene there was one that was filled with tears. &lt;br /&gt;the picture of ms devi nearly brought me to tears but i guess i am numb from the crying from the previous night. &lt;br /&gt;We talked about the good times we had with ms devi, the nicknames she gave us and the hope that she brought.&lt;br /&gt;Vickie was talking about how cool it would be if she could come back from the dead to tell us about it and teach us about afterlife cos she was a great teacher. &lt;br /&gt;But i told her that we should not start on that topic, well, that and the whole satan and god thing. It would be.. not the right time and place.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of place, it was held at St Joseph church. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we then talked about afterlife.&lt;br /&gt;Like vic said, it is all about how we see it, it can be both good and bad. Which is my sentiments exactly. &lt;br /&gt;Vic felt that death would be a "release from fate on earth"&lt;br /&gt;And i felt that i am happy for her if death brought her to a better place than the cruelty and harshness of reality. &lt;br /&gt;But since that left to be debatably we kinda not talked about it and left it that life after death should be good. (Vic said that we should not talk bout it, i agree)&lt;br /&gt;Simmie was totally funny too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we left after seeing ms devi again. &lt;br /&gt;She looked really pale. And that was the sad part, the life and happy spirit that once lived in her was no longer there. &lt;br /&gt;As what others would use.. "departed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked to ms devi's sister, she was all smiles and that made us feel really happy. She told us about how ms devi left and that it was fast. The heart attack came and took her fast. &lt;br /&gt;It was good to know, at least the pain did not last too long.&lt;br /&gt;She did not seem to have fought it too so that would mean that she was ready to leave and was at peace with herself. This was not too surprising, Ms devi always believed strongly in god and i am sure she is happy to be with him now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to bugis after that and had a super fun time joking and going all crazy.&lt;br /&gt;We ate at this place that look  totally cool at the only round table there. &lt;br /&gt;Billy Bomber. &lt;br /&gt;Funky place.&lt;br /&gt;Those there are alot of les waitresses/waiter. lol&lt;br /&gt;Marlz like one of the "guy" who served us.&lt;br /&gt;The twins were so funny asking all the waiters whether they liked their jobs there. &lt;br /&gt;then vanessa started telling her stories which never ended and kept getting inturepted. &lt;br /&gt;She told us about Xu Meng Zhe and Xu Ma Ma. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I think Meng Zhe likes vanessa man. &lt;br /&gt;like playing some hard to get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xu Ma Ma keeps smiling at vanessa when they see each other and then she seems to like to talk bout vanessa to the family until vanessa knows all of them.&lt;br /&gt;Then Xu Ma Ma went shopping with Vanessa and asked vanessa whether she has been to taiwan. Van said no and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;Xu Ma Ma told her to tell her(Van's) mom that she(van) can stay over at their (Xu's) house. lol.&lt;br /&gt;Vanessa vanessa, this big star's mom loves ya and wants ya. &lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope it is for her son and not for herself. o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she told us(cos we were curious) bout how she and meng zhe started blocking each other.he blocked her on msn first, then she noticed and blocked him, then later she unblocked him and he ask her why so long never go online. then they started to chat. &lt;br /&gt;Then he blocked her again. Van got pissed and blocked and deleted him from her msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, she told us bout that time recently when she was chasing their bus and 5566 was inside mengzhe's curtain was cloesd. Then Shao wei saw vanessa and pointed to her, then mengzhe knew that everytime when shaowei pointed it means that he is pointing to vanessa. Then mengzhe peep through the window to look at her and stared at her, then when she saw vanessa turn towards him he faster close the curtains again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madness man! &lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;This actor is like a kid. &lt;br /&gt;Small boy small boy who has not grown up. &lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;pity vanessa.&lt;br /&gt;but the guy is rich and he looks kinda cute when he smile so she should be happy.&lt;br /&gt;one thing's for sure, van would be happy if that was shaowei doing it instead of mengzhe.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... &lt;br /&gt;hahahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooz, after the dinner and the wonderful milkshake that they had that kept spilling, dripping, flowing, overflowing, etc etc (lmao!! personal joke) we went to the arcade. &lt;br /&gt;played for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;Victoria danced the parapara and while she was looking hot and good this guy kept staring at her. pian tai man! he better watch himself or he will start to get a nose bleed. then got other guys keep looking at her too. haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took a bus home and relaxxed.&lt;br /&gt;bathe&lt;br /&gt;watched alitte of liu guang (soso only) *sad*&lt;br /&gt;and am blogging while anticipating next liu guang ep. &lt;br /&gt;Ms devi is in a better place&lt;br /&gt;And i need to find the courage to see the cremation tmr without crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113682205483582835?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113682205483582835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113682205483582835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113682205483582835' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113673590626340982</id><published>2006-01-08T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T07:58:26.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today's entry is in memory of Ms Devi. You were the best english teacher that i ever had and i will never forget the way you treated us all, you treated us like your children, you made us laugh, you made us angry, but you taught us everything we needed. You made us yours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in Peace Ms Devi, you will always be remembered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret. &lt;br /&gt;I regret not going to visit you on teacher's day last year.&lt;br /&gt;I regret not saying enough thank yous.&lt;br /&gt;I regret not being able to visit you more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say that you were the best english teacher. &lt;br /&gt;You were the only one who i remembered had taught me what was right and wrong with english. &lt;br /&gt;You taught me to becareful with what i write.&lt;br /&gt;You made me want to be better.&lt;br /&gt;You had faith in me&lt;br /&gt;You had faith in all of us&lt;br /&gt;And that is something so rare, something that i will always remember. &lt;br /&gt;You were never fake, you always treated us close&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember how the class would be a playground.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the past are flashing through my mind, nicknames you gave us all, horse tail, coconut tree, palm tree, niu ying.&lt;br /&gt;I always felt so happy to assit you.&lt;br /&gt;You taught because you loved ur job&lt;br /&gt;You taught because you loved you job&lt;br /&gt;And you gave your life to teaching&lt;br /&gt;You gave your life to the students&lt;br /&gt;You gave your life to us&lt;br /&gt;You gave ur life to those who love and hated you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that miss devi went in peace without pain.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how she died, but &lt;br /&gt;8th of Jan 2006 will be the day whether the night ended in sadness and tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! i miss KC, and i miss the life there, but what i missed the most were the people there, the people we all were and the people who help make who we all now are.&lt;br /&gt;I just realised how important the teachers are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine..&lt;br /&gt;Ms devi walking into class saying hi, looking at her bag that gong had carried in for her, she is all smilies and happy, her voice rough, her skin tired, but her eyes alway filled with life. &lt;br /&gt;She would smile and start to teach and we would be rushing to ans, to hear her praise, to hear her remarks, to hear her dissapointment (well, we wont be rushing for that)&lt;br /&gt;But now..&lt;br /&gt;As i said, i imagine. &lt;br /&gt;I imagine&lt;br /&gt;I think&lt;br /&gt;But i cannot feel it &lt;br /&gt;I cannot live it &lt;br /&gt;Well, not anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you, &lt;br /&gt;I have said it before, but i never said what for&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for being sincere&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for teaching me english&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for making me feel important&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for the laughter&lt;br /&gt;I even want to say thank you for the nick name horse tail, at least i have one more thing which i can look back on with a longing smile.&lt;br /&gt;I want to say thank you for teaching me so much more than english&lt;br /&gt;For allowing me to teach myself new things.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank you for scolding me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Devi always believed in god, now it is time for me to, &lt;br /&gt;To believe that someone i care for is up in heaven&lt;br /&gt;In a place where she is happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms devi, you gave all of us happy memories, even if we were sad then...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113673590626340982?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113673590626340982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113673590626340982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113673590626340982' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113612836703005239</id><published>2006-01-01T06:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T07:12:47.140-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NEW YEAR one and all!!! wooppeeeedooo!! i hope it would be a great year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, anyway, i am totally bored. the new year does not feel like the new year. ok.. i will leave the new year resolutions for last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night i went to Ministry of Sound to Paaartyyy! well, it was quite fun. danced abit though i have no idea how to dance for nuts. i should have drank some alcohol so i would be able to dance. lol. anyhooz, the queue to enter the MOS is superdooper long, lucky for us (me and my parents) we got in through the VIP queue. so it was quite fast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of the whole thing was that there were so many caucasians there that were so good looking. hahahahaha.. they were hanging out in groups and stuff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my uncle and aunt was there together with my parents and a few of my unc's friends and we sat in the retro room and chilled there. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, there are a few rooms in MOS. Firstly, there is the main hall that plays the new age stuff. And then u have got the retro room which, as you can tell from the name, plays the retro stuff. Then u have got the pure room where the celebraties usually hang out, the room is called pure cos it is totally white. yup. alot of people are inside there, the stuff they play there are ok. I for one did not enjoy the music that was being played, the places that i actually knew some of the songs that were being played was in the retro room. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my dad ordered a bottle of whisky and a jug of soda water, orange juice and plain water. cost a total of 230 bucks. Anyway, my uncle taught me to make whisky with soda water. haha, just mix em. that's bout it. i drank a sip of it only (without my dad knowing cos he would kill me) it was weird tasting. I practically drank orange juice the whole night long. lol&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the toilet is great, totally big and really clean. When i went in at first it was really nice and clean with fresh air, but then girls started coming in and the air was like thick smoke. eck. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, then my aunt asked me to try this drink that tasted super horrible, i have no idea why people would want to subdue themselves to such torture man. Ok, anyway, i only took a sip of it. that 'it' was called cherrybrandy. more like branded-medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, then came the countdown, my dad ordered another 2 bottles of champagne - MOET &amp; CHANDON.&lt;br /&gt;5, 4, 3, 2, 1 and pop goes the weasel. HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;My dad actually passed me a glass of champagne. i drank it finish, every last drop, lol, but there was no effect at all, dang, i wanted to pour more for myself but my dad was sitting right beside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i went with my unc and dad ard the place to dance abit at each section. i just stood there though. Anyway, we were at the new age section and then this 2 guys started shaking our hands. lol, so cute. (their actions, not them) they went around wishing everyone happy new year. hahaha, one caucasian one asian guy. haha.. anyway, it is no surprise that most of the hot guys are at the pure room area, afterall that is where the celebraties hang out. sesh, wat's so good bout em? my unc asked whether i wanted to go to the celebraty section and walk pass to look around, i told him no, i mean, what's the big deal, they are just humans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, after that, we stayed at hte club for awhile more then left. &lt;br /&gt;When we got out, we saw a bunch of lamborghinis and some ferraris, and a mersaratti there. nice!! haha,  more lambos then ferrari cum merseratti. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Lambo rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so i left the place smelling like a bad case of depression, stinking of smoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was quite an experience. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part was the hot guys there!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, now for my new year's resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Earn lots of money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do well for A's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Be Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stay Healthy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Get a LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. that's bout it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for my wish lists, cum things that i wanna get. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Get an XBox or XBox 360 with car games and cool games that are totally fun.&lt;br /&gt;2) Get, Viva La Bam season 4 and 5 DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;3) Get, Lois and Clark Season 2 DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;4) Get, The Pretender Season 2 DVDs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's bout it i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, 2 more resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Learn to Dance&lt;br /&gt;7) Learn to play the guitar and drums well. ^^  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing that i want to get after i start work life officially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get a house of my own and buy a drums set. yupp. &lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all folks!!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for reading and have a nice year ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara signing out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113612836703005239?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113612836703005239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113612836703005239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2006_01_01_archive.html#113612836703005239' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113599678923585431</id><published>2005-12-30T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T18:39:49.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all!&lt;br /&gt;well, lately i have been hanging out with sharon and gong quite abit. well kinda. hahaha, totally fun man. just yesterday we had a looong drumming session. my joints in my right hand are still pain from yest's drumming. totally tiring. i have got to learn the new method of drumming from gong. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhooz, today is new year's eve. tmr is new year's day!&lt;br /&gt;i foudn a job already. the pay is soso but should be quite an ok experience though. hmmm.. i wanna get an xbox, i wonder....&lt;br /&gt;i am hooked on percussion's freak!!!!!!! both the V and V2 machines!! oh man!&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. lnc will be out on dvd soon, have to get the pretender dvd, viva la bam season's 5 and 6 will be out soon too.. have to wait and wait!! T_T *sees money fly away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...hmmmmmm... chinese new year is coming... hmmm.. money!! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that day i went out with candice, fiona and rachel to the park and it was fun, we relived our childhood years (or lack thereof) at the play ground and all. hehe.. like a bunch or crazy kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the genting trip was superb cept that i came back sick and so did gong and sharon. haha.. madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, wad else.&lt;br /&gt;oh! i passed my basic theory test today... i have got to put money into the acct before i can sign up for the other tests and stuff like that.. &lt;br /&gt;dang work, i have no idea which days i dont have to go for work on and i cant time my scheduel this way.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like playing more drums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight i am gonna go to ministry of sound. ^^ countdown!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. wadelse....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the yesterday gong and sharon came to my house to eat pamelo anderson.. i mean, pamelo. yupyup, and we had ice cream (ben and jerry's) and then we had more ice cream! though the other ice cream, the cheap one was like dry cream, it is so dry and does not melt. weird... and anderson(the pamelo) was totally sour. did i mention that we had gotten 2 pamelos?? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song stay from the drumming game is stuck in my head. as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, went to take neoprints with gong and sharon yesterday too! totally fun!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... whatelse..whatelse... hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... greenforest is getting soso, well it is not boring, but not exciting either. just ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh.. singapore dramas are horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm..i wanted to type smth but i forgot..*thinks*..... oh yea!! i bought the new smallville soundtrack! nice songs!! i loved the first soundtrack. the second one is good too! haha, ther eis a song by HIM inside. i love the HIM logo, the heart with a triangle and a circle. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;well, that's bout it for now. i'll try to update more frequently .. sorry!! ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a happy new year and merry christmas to you all!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113599678923585431?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113599678923585431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113599678923585431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113599678923585431' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113378351853315390</id><published>2005-12-05T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T03:51:59.093-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK, it has been close to 3 weeks since i last updated, actually more like close to a mth but whateva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the pass few weeks i ahve loved greenforest and gone on to hate it, and now i am more like partially interested in the show. Well, it is not that it is a bad show, it is just that i always hated watching chinese series week after week if it is an upsetting show. It is too painful.&lt;br /&gt;Greenforest is nice and all cos the cast are handsome and pretty and the background scenery is just beautiful as well as the way it is flimed. The plot is complicated (just like in a typical dramatic series) and apparently it is going to be a really sad show and i hate putting myself through the torture esp since it is when the 2 ppl cannot be together cos of other reasons. I guess the show lost its appeal after william finally realises sophie is his childhood girlfriend and not the stupid adopted sister susan. but after that, the show kinda loses alittle logic. I mean, sophie like william and he likes her yet she does not want to be with him *even* after he proposes to her. ^^!! and the reason behind it is that she did not want to hurt her sister which is adpoted, which has always lied to her, which has always bullied her. bleah. &lt;br /&gt;somebody save this poor girl(sophie) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anwyay, apparently ruan jing tian(acting as Owen) and yanyan(from sweety and acting as Sophie) are smitten for each other in real life and NOT reel life. They were catught holding hands together walking together and he was carrying her bag for her. Interesting. However, i think taht eventhough they look good together, leon jay williams and yanyan have better chemistry together. They kinda complement one another. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i am going to rant for a moment here. Some people say that they are happy yy and rjt together cos ljw would be too old for yanyan. The age diff better yy and rjt would be 6 and yy and ljw would be 12. 6 yrs is ok, 12 yrs is not that big a gap either! i mean, it is all about maturity and not age right?! and there are people complaining that eventhough rjt and yy have a 6 yrs gap (and that is too big an age gap) they are happy yy and rjt are together cos age is not everything. And this people still say that age is not everything when the reason why they do not think yy would be good with ljw would be of the age gap. sesh!! 17 and 29yr olds together. Not that big a diff whaT!! o_O just because they like rjt they are bias. lol, i am happy that rjt and yy are together (though i pesonally prefer ljw to rjt anyday) but they should try not to make themselves looke stupid while defending their idols. lol. ok, rant done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to REAL LIFE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the cruise that day. not bad, though no familar faces there nymore, all gone back to philli or china or wherever they were from. that is sad. alex is not on the ship anymore, no more fun! and he still owes my couz 3 ice creams. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we made new pals on the ship, this band who can sing alot of songs and on the first night we requested for creed's my sacrifice but they could not play it cos it was too late nad there were cabins downstairs so they were not allowed to play noisy songs. But on teh second night, there was a pool side bbq and they were playing there again and we once again requested the song (it was about 9pm already). They were quite unsure whether they were allowed to play cos it was too late already so they asked for permission and lucky for us(me my couz and i plus one new friend we made)they sang the song. lol, the band said that we were lucky that they were allowed to play that song. man! it was soooo good! the guys could really rock that song! woooT! bravo!&lt;br /&gt;Then later went to play some mahjong (it is the second night) and we got hungry so i went to the buffet that served supper and smuggled food to the mahjong room. i took 4 buns, 3 baos, 8 sandwhiches and loads of napkins. i stuffed them in nmy jacket pockets my shorts and etc etc etc. lol. then brought them to the mahjong room after that i went back for more together with our new pal to get porridges! plus friends squid and spoons and other stuff. basically we had a table full of food by the time we were done. haha, after that we started eating then.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new pal: "hey, are there any cctvs in this room? later we get caught eating"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "haha, i dont think that there are any"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: "oh shit"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couz: " what?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: " lol, look ontop" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*we all looked around and.. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gues what? there were loads of cameras like 1 above each table (there were like 8 tables in teh room) and one big on in the centre of the room. &lt;br /&gt;lmao!&lt;br /&gt;well lucky nth happened.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, then 2 more of our newly made pals came and we played dare or dare. hahaha, one guy had to go over to the other table that was playing mahjong and pick one person to say smth to and say: "hey, what are those 2 circles(for example if he has circles and need it) for? oh, do you need it to win??" lmao! and then after he did that the guy was like "thanks hor, thanks alot man" (in a sarcastic tone) hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;then came my bros turn and he had to go over to the other room that had a table of grown up middle age ppl playing mahjong and scream like a red indian going in fron one dorr and out the other. my bro did it and then when he was trying to come out the other door the door did not open and he went *smack!* into it. that is after he banged into a chair lmao!&lt;br /&gt;that was funny!&lt;br /&gt;after that it was my turn and i had to tied my jacket round my neck like a cape and go to hte other room and run through screaming "china man! china man!" lmao, and when i was coming out the other door they said "pow!" lol. Well, anyway, i was really embaressed btu whatever, had fun. after that had to meet my dad to sing karaoke. ^^! then we met him at the singing place and he asked us to sing (us being my couz and bro and i) i sang zhe mo by 183 club and huang hun by xu shao yang. anyway, ther karaoke place was not like a room or anything! it was worst. it was like a place where people walked through and when you sang everyone could hear. ppl were like walking back and forth. oh the horror of it all!!! T_T &lt;br /&gt;but anyway, after that i went back to the room to get some shuteye and the guys went to play basketball at 3am!! 3am!! haha, oh well. at least they had fun. &lt;br /&gt;The next day it was time to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i just realised smth and i need to make a memo to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE TO SELF - find some girl pals to hang out with in the cruise next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that everytime i end up being the only girl there. ^^! the only girl pals i make on the ship would be those working at the childcare. but they are all no longer there. dang! &lt;br /&gt;ok, i got to go bathe now. &lt;br /&gt;ennough said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao!&lt;br /&gt;take care my dear pals!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113378351853315390?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113378351853315390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113378351853315390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113378351853315390' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113178065582708385</id><published>2005-11-11T23:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T23:30:55.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOYO ALL~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got the chance to listen to the Liu Guang Sheng Lin OST yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;And for hte first time in months Megaupload allowed me to download a file from it's site yesterday with no problems!!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and before i go onto what happened yesterday etc i shall post the lyrics to Hao Ai Ta Hao Xiang Ta with the parts of who is singing what.. here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好爱她 好想他&lt;br /&gt;(刚)天应该亮了 你应该睡了 守一整夜的他应该走了  &lt;br /&gt;(恩)你应该哭了 他应该醒了 想一整夜的我该死心了  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(道+伟)我们都没有错 只是爱上同一个  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+乔+道+伟) 只怪爱是独自占有 非要拼得你死我活  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(恩) 好爱她 好想她 再这样下去 我只会更牵挂  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+伟+道)爱到最後我们还是改变不了 Ho  &lt;br /&gt;(刚) 祝福她 拥有他 所有的有情人终成眷属啊  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+乔+道+伟)你给过的美好 留在没有人到得了的地方 看你微笑  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(洁)天应该亮了 你应该睡了 守一整夜的他应该走了  &lt;br /&gt;(荣)(天怎麼亮了 我无法睡呢 ………... 怎能放手)  &lt;br /&gt;(洁)你应该哭了 他应该醒了 想一整夜的我该死心了  &lt;br /&gt;(荣)(我怎麼哭了 你不该忘了 ………… 太过折磨)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(如+乔) 我们都没有错 只是爱上同一个  &lt;br /&gt;(书+荣)只怪爱是独自占有 非要拼得你死我活  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(洁) 好爱她 好想她 再这样下去 我只会更牵挂  &lt;br /&gt;(荣) (好爱她 好想她 再这样下去 也不是个办法)  &lt;br /&gt;(合唱)爱到最後我们还是改变不了 Ho  &lt;br /&gt;祝福她 拥有他 所有的有情人终成眷属啊  &lt;br /&gt;(洁) 所有的美好  &lt;br /&gt;(刚) 留在没人到得了  &lt;br /&gt;(恩)试著把你 慢慢遗忘  &lt;br /&gt;(刚) (如何把你 慢慢忘掉)  &lt;br /&gt;(刚) 我好爱她 我好想她  &lt;br /&gt;(荣)好爱她 好想她  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(恩)好爱他 好想他 再这样下去 我只会更牵挂  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+刚) 爱到最後我们还是改变不了 Ho  &lt;br /&gt;(荣)祝福她 拥有他 所有的有情人终成眷属啊  &lt;br /&gt;(荣+如)你给过的美好 留在没有人到得了的地方 看你微笑  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(合唱)好爱她 好想她 再这样下去 我只会更牵挂  &lt;br /&gt;爱到最後我们还是改变不了 Ho  &lt;br /&gt;祝福她 拥有他 所有的有情人终成眷属啊  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+道)所有的美好  &lt;br /&gt;(如+刚) 留在没人到得了  &lt;br /&gt;(恩+如+刚) 试著把你 慢慢忘掉&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, yesterday i had GP exams. Horrible but yea. Then went to meet candice and we went to Holland V for lunch. Went to NYDC to eat. Not nice. At least that is what i personally thought of the food there.&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed for her house and over there we watched Variety shows and laughed and laughed sooo sooo much!!! Yu Rong is so funny as a ah pek. And i will never see the words "gan kuai xing xing, kuai zhang kai ni de yan jing" again.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, before i went home i opened the pressie she gave me. &lt;br /&gt;OMG!! IT WAS SOOO COOL!!! &lt;br /&gt;(candice: You copied my idea, but nvm. I still love it!!!)&lt;br /&gt;The box was an american flag box and the first thing that i pulled out of the box was... *drumroll* a DVD! And guess what dvd was it? THE PERFECT HUSBAND - The Laci Peterson Story. OMG!!! DEAN CAIN MAN!! WOOT!! So happy!! (i watched it when i got home and kudos to Dean Cain's acting! The Scott Peterson disgusted me, he is sooo creepy and scary, but somehow i think that he is innocent. Well, guess we all have to wait for the verdict as to whether he killed his wife and kid to come out. But i really think he did not do it. Somehow. His actions seemed suspicious but not murderous.) &lt;br /&gt;Then there was a phone pouch inside, (which is am using alreay) and then there is a pair of earrings. Nice! and then.. the game!!! Wahahaha!!! THE GAME! &lt;br /&gt;She pasted like 6 cards onto the box and asked me to pick one at a time. &lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! &lt;br /&gt;There were 2 cards of Leon Jay Williams.&lt;br /&gt;3 Cards of Ming Dao&lt;br /&gt;And 1 183 club card!! &lt;br /&gt;OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, she also pasted notes on the box. Candice: I am so touched that you actually went to find picts of Lamborghinis and printed them out. &lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU LOADS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, then got home and my mom gave me 188 bucks. Hmmm.. ok. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it was their anniversary too and i did not get them anything. I mean, whats there to get. They were at each others throats during dinner. Sesh! &lt;br /&gt;WE went to this nice place to eat and the food was ok. The standard dropped ALOT. &lt;br /&gt;The beef that my dad ordered for spose to be Medium rare but they gave me like medium well. And the beef was not those young beef, the texture was rough, which meant that the cow was an old one. My dad took one bite and did not eat it. &lt;br /&gt;But the lobster pasta (white wine base) that he ordered was nice! But i still prefer my tomato paste one!!&lt;br /&gt;The duck liver that i ordered was.. over cooked. The slices were so thin and there were only 3. 2 of them was like well done kinda cooked. And the middle one was nice. The pieces were like, i could stuff all 3 in my mouth and my mouth at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Then my mom and dad argued abit blah blah blah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home. &lt;br /&gt;Talked to candice. &lt;br /&gt;And watched Kang Xi Lai Le!! &lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHEHE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TomorroW!! Oh Tomorrow!! (copies what Lex Luthor did in Season 1's House of Luthor ep.)&lt;br /&gt;Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin. Liu Guang Sheng Lin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHA!!! CIAO!&lt;br /&gt;I am 18.. sob.. so old..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113178065582708385?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113178065582708385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113178065582708385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113178065582708385' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113152271915249618</id><published>2005-11-08T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:51:59.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am waiting for the dang OST of Liu Guang Shen Lin to come out in Singapore. Today is the official launch date of the OST in Taiwan, dang, do you think Singapore will start selling it today too? Nah. Doubt it. I mean, this *is* Singapore right?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, owell, well until i get a hold of those songs i would just have to replay the 1 min versions of those songs. LoL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, here are the lyrics to Hao Ai Ta Hao Xiang Ta sang by 183 Club and 7Flowers. Nice song and really sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好愛她 好想他 演唱:7F+183Club &lt;br /&gt;詞:柯呈雄 曲:呂紹淳&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;製作人:柯呈雄/祝鏘博(VJ-James) &lt;br /&gt;演唱:7朵花-喬恩/小潔/薇如/小喬 183Club-祝釩剛/黃玉榮/明道/王紹偉/顏行書 &lt;br /&gt;合聲編寫:陳秀珠 合聲編寫:陳秀珠 合聲:陳秀珠/蕭蔓萱/James &lt;br /&gt;編曲:呂紹淳 吉他:Mike Mclaughlin 錄音師/室:陳志翔(強力) 混音師/室:黃欽勝(強力)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183 天應該亮了 你應該睡了 守一整夜的他應該走了 &lt;br /&gt;7 你應該哭了 他應該醒了 想一整夜的我該死心了 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183 我們都沒有錯 只是愛上同一個 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 只怪愛是獨自佔有 非要拼得你死我活 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 好愛她 好想她 再這樣下去 我只會更牽掛 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 愛到最後我們還是改變不了 Ho &lt;br /&gt;183 祝福她 擁有他 所有的有情人終成眷屬啊 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 你給過的美好 留在沒有人到得了的地方 看你微笑 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 天應該亮了 你應該睡了 守一整夜的他應該走了 &lt;br /&gt;183 (天怎麼亮了 我無法睡呢 ………... 怎能放手) &lt;br /&gt;7 你應該哭了 他應該醒了 想一整夜的我該死心了 &lt;br /&gt;183 (我怎麼哭了 你不該忘了 ………… 太過折磨) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 我們都沒有錯 只是愛上同一個 &lt;br /&gt;183 只怪愛是獨自佔有 非要拼得你死我活 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 好愛她 好想她 再這樣下去 我只會更牽掛 &lt;br /&gt;183 (好愛她 好想她 再這樣下去 也不是個辦法) &lt;br /&gt;7+183 愛到最後我們還是改變不了 Ho &lt;br /&gt;7+183 祝福她 擁有他 所有的有情人終成眷屬啊 &lt;br /&gt;7 所有的美好 &lt;br /&gt;183 留在沒人到得了 &lt;br /&gt;7 試著把你 慢慢遺忘 &lt;br /&gt;183 (如何把你 慢慢忘掉) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;183 我好愛她 我好想她 &lt;br /&gt;183 好愛她 好想她 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 好愛他 好想他 再這樣下去 我只會更牽掛 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 愛到最後我們還是改變不了 Ho &lt;br /&gt;183 祝福她 擁有他 所有的有情人終成眷屬啊 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 你給過的美好 留在沒有人到得了的地方 看你微笑 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7+183 好愛她 好想她 再這樣下去 我只會更牽掛 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 愛到最後我們還是改變不了 Ho &lt;br /&gt;7+183 祝福她 擁有他 所有的有情人終成眷屬啊 &lt;br /&gt;183+7 所有的美好 &lt;br /&gt;183+7 留在沒人到得了 &lt;br /&gt;7+183 試著把你 慢慢忘掉 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, gonna go bathe now. Been waiting to get so many shows man! Cant wait for friday!! I will meet candice and i can pass her all the shows. Wahaha, then we can watch it together and laugh our socks off. Super cute and funny. LoL. O well.. hahahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, til next time. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113152271915249618?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113152271915249618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113152271915249618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113152271915249618' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113125844850100156</id><published>2005-11-05T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T22:27:28.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all! Gonna put a short post before i leave for Econs tuition. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all those watching Green Green Forest My Home e taiwan series aka 綠光森林 (well to one in particulat, candice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPOILER&lt;br /&gt;SPACE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; the story is apparently gonna be a sad sad one at least that is what esther and william said during a talkshow interview. T_T It was read somewhere that Esther will die in the end cos William could not trust her(or smht like that). Another said that Esther will get an illness after William finds out that Sophie is actually his "Susuan" not Susan. ^^ . Either ways the show is gonna be a sad one. I wonder how many eps it will be though, argh!! So long more to wait. T_T . However everyone is certain, the phrase " you must trust her or she will lose everything, including her life" is significant so Sophie will either die cos William did not trust her or somthing like that. Sob. No happily ever after!! T_T NOO!!! Thus the reason behind why i like WangZi so much. Fairytale!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, late already&lt;br /&gt;Gotta Go. &lt;br /&gt;I've got 10mins to bathe and leave the house. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Type more later!&lt;br /&gt;Tml is CLB exam!!&lt;br /&gt;And the official starting of the A's.&lt;br /&gt;Wahahahahhaa!! Somehow i am really happy. &lt;br /&gt;As in maybe here and there i will feel alittle pressure, other than that, i feel like i am on a holiday. @_@ die already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113125844850100156?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113125844850100156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113125844850100156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113125844850100156' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-113086662714963816</id><published>2005-11-01T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T09:38:02.116-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want to die.&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea at which point of time i felt that way but suddenly i just think death is the best silence life has to offer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad scolded again tonight. &lt;br /&gt;He did not scold but was pissed.&lt;br /&gt;He lectured on how come we (my bro, i, my couz and shaun) ordered macs so late at night.&lt;br /&gt;He kept saying that me and my bro were fat already and still wanted to order.&lt;br /&gt;He kept talking about how girls should not be fat. &lt;br /&gt;I wanted to kill myself right then and there or else i would kill my dad if i did not do that. &lt;br /&gt;He kept saying how we dont follow what he says. We order even though he did not allow. &lt;br /&gt;My couz's parents all them to order, shaun's parents allows too so why cant my dad?!&lt;br /&gt;One minute he says enjoy yourself the next minute he is angry.&lt;br /&gt;f**k man.&lt;br /&gt;what sort of crap is this?&lt;br /&gt;I know, wanting to die cos of food is stupid. &lt;br /&gt;But it is not the food that is the problem, it is the fact that i can barely breathe already. &lt;br /&gt;I cant do things without lying. &lt;br /&gt;I am like this prisoner who seems to be free but is far from that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When my dad comes home at night, i will be so afraid, i will tip toe around the room. &lt;br /&gt;Slow my movements down till i am like a snail. &lt;br /&gt;Watch every noise i make. &lt;br /&gt;Hide under the blanket.&lt;br /&gt;Or inside the toilet so i will not make any noise.&lt;br /&gt;I am even too scared to breathe in fear that it would be too loud.&lt;br /&gt;I pratically live in fear in the night and entrapped at home, and while i dont live in fear in the day and have more fredom than at night i still feel like i am squahed into a tiny box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to cry.&lt;br /&gt;Hell i am already tearing up.&lt;br /&gt;I would say i wish a prince could save me but i know that in life only you can save yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And that is what i fear the most.&lt;br /&gt;What the world is now&lt;br /&gt;The fear we live in that is caused by ourselves and not but others.&lt;br /&gt;Humans hurt humans.&lt;br /&gt;If i could, i would live in a dream.&lt;br /&gt;And eventhough that is not reality at least i am happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what made me so pissed tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Not the whole you cant or you shouldnt do certain things issue.&lt;br /&gt;It is the whole "just enjoy yousef", "just be happy" that makes me so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;The only happiness my dad wants us to feel is his idea of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;True happiness cannot be defined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom is worst.&lt;br /&gt;Just that day we were sitting down talking and she said "you should study hard and go to a singapore university." then she "asked" me : "you also want to go to a singapore university right?"&lt;br /&gt;What is she stupid or something!? Must be something. Maybe a wall.&lt;br /&gt;I have talked all day about how i want to go overseas to study since i was sec 3 and which part of I HATE SINGAPORE does she not understand?&lt;br /&gt;Me and her friend(whom she lovesss) we talking about singapore that time and saying how bad it is all the way till 1-2 am (or somewhere aroudn there)&lt;br /&gt;I think i must really be in an invisible box &lt;br /&gt;And a sound proof one for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Death.&lt;br /&gt;Seems foolish yet smart.&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;The only choice i have.&lt;br /&gt;And the only choice that i want.&lt;br /&gt;I want to live, but if i only have 2 choices and i keep getting forced to die then the choice to live seems unreachable, at least right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate depending on others.&lt;br /&gt;And i dont ever want to turn into someone who does.&lt;br /&gt;But i already am.&lt;br /&gt;To depend on my parents is already too much.&lt;br /&gt;I want to spend money because i deserved the money not because my dad gave me some cash to use even if it was just 2 bucks or 2 cents.&lt;br /&gt;But i have no idea what i am going to do&lt;br /&gt;I am so freaking lost that i am so freaking scared.&lt;br /&gt;Every night i am thinking of what opportunities are there THAT I WOULD LIKE AND ENJOY that would allow me to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is family?&lt;br /&gt;A convinice.&lt;br /&gt;I sound cruel but that is the way i feel.&lt;br /&gt;When they make use of you all your life or want to mould you into something that you cant be all your life you end up being trash.&lt;br /&gt;Trash is unwanted.&lt;br /&gt;And to that piece of trash, family is a convinice.&lt;br /&gt;Its a rather cruel world.&lt;br /&gt;You make use of me and i'll make use of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;*fustrated*&lt;br /&gt;I have so much i want to say but i cant put it down.&lt;br /&gt;Too much.&lt;br /&gt;Too stupid&lt;br /&gt;Too real.&lt;br /&gt;Too personal. &lt;br /&gt;Too... happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too happy for me to put it what i want down, what i really feel. &lt;br /&gt;Just being able to dream of the impossible and imagine it to be real makes me so happy even if reality is all that is offered to me. &lt;br /&gt;Too pathetic and too painful and too raw and too real that it ends up being Happiness. Although false. It is a better alternative to sadness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go skateboarding now.&lt;br /&gt;Time right now.. : 1.30am &lt;br /&gt;My dad will scold. &lt;br /&gt;Adn i know what he would say.&lt;br /&gt;And i know what i would want to answer back.&lt;br /&gt;Why cant i just do what i want since i am able to.&lt;br /&gt;So what if it is 1am it is no different than it being 1pm&lt;br /&gt;Just becuase of the belief that you have that night IS night and day IS day and everything there is a time and place for it does not mean that the world is square and that you cant go through a wall. &lt;br /&gt;It makes no difference.&lt;br /&gt;I am just as awake as i am at 1pm soo what is stopping my dad from allowing me to go skateboarding or from eating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say dont eat after 9 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Say i eat at 8 and sleep at 11&lt;br /&gt;Is taht fine?&lt;br /&gt;Then why is it not fine to eat at 1 and sleep at 5? &lt;br /&gt;It would be the same!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOMEBODY TELL ME!!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;Is my dad's vision so limited only~?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hell my dad is smart. He can analyse stuff real well. &lt;br /&gt;And he can think ALOT and say alot of great stuff that makes sense.&lt;br /&gt;But he is stubborn and so is my mom and so am i and so is my brother.&lt;br /&gt;How can 4 stubborn and strong will people live under the same roof?!&lt;br /&gt;We cannot understad one another.&lt;br /&gt;We dont agree all the time.&lt;br /&gt;And we end up hating each other.&lt;br /&gt;What am i to do!?&lt;br /&gt;Correction.&lt;br /&gt;What is my dad and mom to do!?&lt;br /&gt;They should sell the house.&lt;br /&gt;Should get each person a HDB unit and let us live on our own.&lt;br /&gt;But i dont want that too happen.&lt;br /&gt;Too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;Too much fear.&lt;br /&gt;Too lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know that i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, staying alone means that i would have to work my butt off to pay for the bills. No more happy time to myself. No more slacking. I would lose the burden and fear brought about by my family but then i would inheret a whole new set of troubles.&lt;br /&gt;HOW!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Focus : Happiness&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-113086662714963816?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113086662714963816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/113086662714963816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113086662714963816' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112902094352771626</id><published>2005-10-11T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:55:43.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jesslyn: hey girl... the problem with BNW is that while everyone is 'happy', it's a kind of stupedified happiness. So they're not given a chance to experience humanity. From their pt of view, the BNWians tink they're happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha! (i am laughing cos i love an arguement, esp a good one, debates are boring and restrictive arguements are betterrrrrRR)&lt;br /&gt;Do you know what REAL happiness is? What makes you think that the 'happiness' you are feeling now is real? Maybe the life we are living already is halfway of Brave New World. Happiness could have been a whole lot more in the 1800s or whichever part of the past. Since we never knew it, we assume that what we have now is happiness but the bottom line is that when we feel happy we truly are happy right? You dont really think that there could be a great quality to happiness already. How happy do you want to be? If you have an answer to that then you must have been to the past or seen life since the world was first formed and thus able to speak about the quality of happiness. Well i can't. To me happiness is happiness. Pain is pain. There is no such thing as "pain" or "happiness" cos that way, they would no longer be happiness nor pain already. Agree? If not then well, whatever makes you happy!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to me blogging to the unknown.&lt;br /&gt;I cant make everyone think the way i do and i dont really want to do that. Maybe somewhere deep inside i wish that could happen so life would be less tiring but then.. we live in a pratical world that now demands creativity and "uniqueness" from it's individuals/occupants. &lt;br /&gt;Death death death. What am i to say about it? I have thought about it so much at one point of time until i was gonna go crazy where life and death and the forever unable to be answered question of what life and death is was what i thought about all day long. &lt;br /&gt;No more. At least for now. too tiring. perhaps after the exams. life. death. love. hope. loss. paranoia. anger. fear. FEAR. i'll leave it for another time. I really really want to think about this you know? talk to myself all day long wondering about these great mysteries. what would make one tick. what would it mean to be angry? is anger what we really feel or a is it just an illusion that carries a name. maybe life is not even real. maybe we are all in this deep sleep and when we die we awake from a coma that we have been in all this time. we cant trust anyone, not ourselves, not anyone. I dont trust what i see what i hear what i feel what i think cos i dont know whether it is real or just an illusion. what if the red i see ix the blue you see? but a that particular color we see is labelled green. You know what i mean? ok, let me make it clearer. what if i see the color red, and you see the color blue and the name that this life gives is green. so we call the color green and everytime after that we call it green. maybe we all actually just like the color blue. but it appears under different names to everyone that the colors we see are all mixed up but one color we like is truly BLUE(even though it maybe named green or purple or yellow or blue or whatever)&lt;br /&gt;You think i am going crazy?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;But crazy people dont know that they are going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;I have this feeling that we are missing something. &lt;br /&gt;Like nth is what it seems, cliche, i know, but i mean it. &lt;br /&gt;maybe we are all the same just under different pretense. &lt;br /&gt;It is too complicated to explain. &lt;br /&gt;I have been thinking about this since secondary 2 and until now i still look back on this idea at times and seeing whether it could still be possible.&lt;br /&gt;The more i think, the more i feel that it could be possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some light thinking for you to do! ^^ (not really light, but that is what i think about all day when i am sitting in the car or whatever as long as i am not preoccupied with smth else or day dreaming. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-preferably thought of as possibly insane though highly uncertain.- but the qn is, WHO is the one that is uncertain? US? or no one? Or maybe we are all certain that uncertainty is life and therefor unvcertainty does not exist! ^^ take care folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112902094352771626?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112902094352771626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112902094352771626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112902094352771626' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112901974509567000</id><published>2005-10-11T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:59:03.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YoZA~!&lt;br /&gt;Alrighy, 4 weeks to THE major examination of the year. The one where our whole lives depend on (ya right) and that we will die for(YA RIGHT). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, taiwan dramas are my new fav. LOL! from LnC to Korean to taiwan what's next man!?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1 in particular is totally funny. Wang Zi Bian Qing Wa aka FrogPrince for short. It is a nice show. It is funny and light hearted not like the sad korean shows. The final ep is gonna air in taiwan this sunday, cant wait to see it. Then i am gonna get the last box of the VCDs which should be out next week! &lt;br /&gt;I started this "game" on the message board about what-could-happen in the last ep kinda thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Ming Dao(e male lead), Shao Wei(the other male lead) and Qian En(female lead) are all so cute! LOL, shaowei looks cute, ming dao looks alittle weird(sorry to all MD fans) but he is cute like a small boy kinda thingy. And Qiao En rocks! She is so funny and natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. here are some picts of the ppl from the show. yes, i have gone nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/35238/094%7E0.jpg"&gt;click here to see pict &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Ming Dao, Qiao En and Xiao Qiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/55325/23%7E8.jpg"&gt;click here to see pict &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is.. MD, QE, XQ and Shao Wei. &lt;br /&gt;That would be the main cast for the show.  &lt;br /&gt;And this.. is the ultimate nice pict of a prince and princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/15079/frogwall%201024x724.jpg"&gt; click here to see pict&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough bout that.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell everyone.. LIVE LIFE to the FUlLEST.&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and pain are part of life but that is not life itself. &lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all i gotta say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-frogprince nut(for now) signing out!- take care my dearest pals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112901974509567000?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112901974509567000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112901974509567000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112901974509567000' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112901938380168201</id><published>2005-10-11T01:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T01:29:43.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YoZA~!&lt;br /&gt;Alrighy, 4 weeks to THE major examination of the year. The one where our whole lives depend on (ya right) and that we will die for(YA RIGHT). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, taiwan dramas are my new fav. LOL! from LnC to Korean to taiwan what's next man!?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, 1 in particular is totally funny. Wang Zi Bian Qing Wa aka FrogPrince for short. It is a nice show. It is funny and light hearted not like the sad korean shows. The final ep is gonna air in taiwan this sunday, cant wait to see it. Then i am gonna get the last box of the VCDs which should be out next week! &lt;br /&gt;I started this "game" on the message board about what-could-happen in the last ep kinda thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Ming Dao(e male lead), Shao Wei(the other male lead) and Qian En(female lead) are all so cute! LOL, shaowei looks cute, ming dao looks alittle weird(sorry to all MD fans) but he is cute like a small boy kinda thingy. And Qiao En rocks! She is so funny and natural. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. here are some picts of the ppl from the show. yes, i have gone nuts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/35238/094%7E0.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is Ming Dao, Qiao En and Xiao Qiao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/55325/23%7E8.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that is.. MD, QE, XQ and Shao Wei. &lt;br /&gt;That would be the main cast for the show.  &lt;br /&gt;And this.. is the ultimate nice pict of a prince and princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://asianfanatics.net/gallery/albums/userpics/15079/frogwall%201024x724.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright enough bout that.&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna tell everyone.. LIVE LIFE to the FUlLEST.&lt;br /&gt;Regrets and pain are part of life but that is not life itself. &lt;br /&gt;Be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's all i gotta say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-frogprince nut(for now) signing out!- take care my dearest pals!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112901938380168201?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112901938380168201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112901938380168201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112901938380168201' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112815941758970185</id><published>2005-10-01T02:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-01T02:36:57.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been so caught up in Korean dramas and shows this whole week that i did nothing except dream and laze around. Of course there is also the food that i ate. Really love the food but that is not the main topic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as previously, i will write a short post. &lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say that i have learnt something new and something that is very important this week. I have learnt that it is pointless to dream or be jealous, that we are who we are and we have what we have, doing nothing will only mean that we will never change. I want to just live life. Just enjoy every moment and be happy and still do what i have to do. That is life. And that is the way i want to live it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfection is luck. Perfection is also effort. Perfection is the price of life. You give your life to be perfect and you get a life in return. &lt;br /&gt;Brave New World lecture got me angry because the lecturers all say that they would not want to live in a perfect world - Utopia. That we have to sacrifice life to get that perfection. Well, as long as you are happy, that is  what i really think. What is wrong with a world where everyone is happy. That is the most important thing. If you never know what quality of life is, you will never miss it, you will live happily. Simple as that. The more you think, the more you complicate things. And that is what everyone does. Sometimes, the simple answer is the right answer no matter how complicating the question is or can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is all i have got to say right now. Gonna go to Parkway Parade to walk around and do stuff i guess. Ciao. Take care my friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ra out- Oh! and i want to tell candice this. HAVE A SAFE TRIP BABE!!! Enjoy ur Europe trip! Dun forget to email. 3 weeks is a loooong time, keep my precious dvds safe and dun forget to get me a pressie!! hehe.. (i am horrible.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112815941758970185?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112815941758970185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112815941758970185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_10_01_archive.html#112815941758970185' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112749051878475397</id><published>2005-09-23T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T08:55:03.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey hey!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to make this a short post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch Lords of Dogtown today! Totally awesome dude! Like totally radical make! I am soo stoked (sp?) LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Ok, then went walking around at fareast but din get nything, saw hats though, quite funky!&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Taka to meet Candice's grandma and enjoy myself!&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went to AMERICAN CLUB!! WOOT~ Sooo nice! Oh man! Tomorrow they are like gonna have this AFL premiership showing in the morning at the Union Bar. I wanna watch!!! Ok, AFL - Football League. haha.. American Football not soccer. &lt;br /&gt;Shiok! Ok, then my mom bought Pizza!!! Pepperoni pizza with EXTRA cheese! Oh man! It is the best pizza ever!! I just had a slice for dinner in my room(too lazy to get out of my room cos watching the Korean Drama. haha) Oh and then my dad picked me up from the club in his Lamborghini Gallardo! LOVE THAT CAR!!! *hugs car* ^^ Btw, it is a 5 litre car, always cant seem to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i just bought this Korean Drama and just watched it finish, it is called 'Save the Last Dance For Me' So touching and nice!! The ending was too short, as in presonally speaking. But that is just how i feel, maybe u guys feel otherwise, who knows? Just go and watch the show! Remember you dont have to be a fan to like it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought All American Reject's Latest's album and Bon Jovi Greatest Hits. Have not listen to bonjovi yet but AAR rocks! The song Dance inside it really nice, you should hear it if u have the chance.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and get this~! AHEM.. LISTEN UP! LOIS AND CLARK DVD'S ARE OUT IN SINGAPOER ALREADY!! GO GET THEM!!&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;Like finally right? wahhahahaha.. ok then ciao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.: i told u i wil keep it short. Well, at least shorter than the rest. hehe.. ciao! and take care folcs(fans of lois and clark) and of of course u folks too! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112749051878475397?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112749051878475397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112749051878475397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112749051878475397' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112706300888392171</id><published>2005-09-18T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T10:03:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, go figure. Only Smallville can make me soooo furious and fustrated that i would end up writing a post to vent my anger in the middle of the night in the midst of my prelims(which i have not studied for) and am totally drowsy due to medicine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Smallville is crap. &lt;br /&gt;That is the thesis of this post. &lt;br /&gt;You dont like it? Fine. Defend ur belief, cos i would really like to hear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, Lana is now the main character in Smallville, NOT CLARK noooooo it is LANA. The show Smallville is spose to be bout Clark but yea whatever right? Lana's happiness is no. 1 right?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Millar: "If you look at the Clark/Lana relationship, it's actually extremely destructive for Lana. Going out with Clark, it's really pretty horrible for her, falling in love with someone who can't tell you the truth and you know that they're hiding something from you. There's a lot of angst for Lana that is pretty damaging. Why does she take it from him? You look at the reality of it - his lies, constantly changing personalities...." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gough: "It's a relationship where they seem like they should be together but Clarks' not capable at this point in his life of making sacrifices that he needs to to be with her. And now, we've introduced Lois and seen the moment where he meets the woman that he will ultimately end up with, who can frankly roll with the punches of his crazy life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horton: Jensen and Kristen appear to like each other and that's throwing a dagger right into the heart of the audience who believe that Clark and Lana should be together forever. BOOM! [But] in my heart I believe that Clark loves Lana, until he goes to college and she goes away, whatever. Some kind of separation makes his heart turn to Lois at some point. For the life of the series, from my perspective, every time he sees Lana he thinks 'I should be with her, she's what fulfills me.' Lana, on the other hand, has legitimate reasons for moving on and, much like a high school crush, 40 years later when you run into someone at the high school reunion there is still a little spark there, but that doesn't mean that that person loves who they're with now any less, so she's far freer to have her life expand. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horton: Without that gut-wrenching, 'I-can't-have-what-I-really-want' Clark becomes less sympathetic and less vulnerable. Lois will earn it over a period of time - how she works out in terms of an acceptable love triangle for the audience, you have to earn that. Going back to the pilot, the minute you met Clark and saw him meet Lana, you just went 'these people should be together, now!' You can't force that. We can write stories, try this and that and present them - until the audience accepts that Clark loves Lois and it's what is meant to be, we can claim it until we're blue in the face, the audience are the ones who validate us. I don't believe he could fall in love with Lois like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! i think that settles it right? It is Lana this, Lana that. Lana has had god know how many boyfriends, and mind you, which she ends up either killing them or they dying or something. Lana is just a nooorrmal girl with a pretty face and a "power" to make all the guys and mutants fall in love with her. Sesh, NOT ONE unmarried single teenage hot blooded male can resist. Pathetic. I won't be surprise if they make Jonathan Kent fall hopelessly in love with her too or Lex for that matter. Wait, Lex is already in love with her. Oh well then. Even the most evil person cannot escape this vixen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" don't believe he could fall in love with Lois like that" Like what exactly?! Like they were meant to be together? Like they were hopelessly meant to be together. Pick up a comic "Smallville", (if i have to quote a character, i am glad i am quoting Lois) They were MEANT to be together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Smallville has seen a CONSTANT drop in ratings (oh i wonder why) and yet it is still airing. LOL, the writers probably LIVE for Lana, I have Nothing against Kristen Kreuk but i have ALOT AGAINST LANA LANG. She cant make up her dang mind and is sooo rich that u wonder why she keeps pitying herself.Sure she has problems but so do the other characters. Lana does not even bother about the rest of the world only herself. She is a selfpitiying fool that everyone loves. Oh, plus the fact that she keeps getting herself into trouble, not cos she is trying to do some good in the world but cos she is just so "SMART".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smallville world would be alot better off without Lana Lang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, the smallville writers have insulted the Legend of Superman(if this show is even remotely connected to that concept). Shall not elaborate cos i could go on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, Lois should find another guy. If the Clark Kent in Smallville is the REAL Clark Kent - a whiny hopelessly in love with lana yet is "not" and is EVIL, then i really cannot see where Superman came from. I think the only way the producers can save this show (believe it or not, it mayyy be able to be saved) would be to say Clark has another twin in the universe and he is being replaced by this twin who is totally the REAL superman/clark kent. Well, it would not be that unbelievable. Afterall, i have yet to see at least 10% of the mutant population being good. They end up being Evil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, maybe that is the way real life is, but pleaseeeee, you are writing a fictional story with a "happily ever after" ending. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so hard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark has a crush on Lana.&lt;br /&gt;Clark is NOT hopelessly in love with Lana. &lt;br /&gt;Clark and Lois meet.&lt;br /&gt;Clark and Lois fall hopelessly in love in the end.&lt;br /&gt;Clark is GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Clark is Superman.&lt;br /&gt;Clark has loving parents.&lt;br /&gt;And Perry White is not some drunk! He is suppose to be a great editor-in-chief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the producers had to just break every single one of this story structure. &lt;br /&gt;They could have done so much and STILL stay within the boundaries. What a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WB probably only keeps it on air cos they own the show and have nth to lose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Lois and Clark: The New Adventures of Superman. I know they have diverted from the main structure at times and made stuff a little too impossible, but compared to Smallville? LOL, It is probably much much much much times infinty closer to the legend than Smallville. &lt;br /&gt;I love the first few movies of Superman (have not seen the rest, i know, it is a sin lol)&lt;br /&gt;I loved Smallville when it was in its 1st season. Did not like the Lana and Clark part but i thought it was sweet, like puppy love and all. Now, i hate it. I would watch it, (by accident) just for laughs. I love it when lana gets into trouble, it would be best to kill of her character permanatly. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Smallville has become like Harold Pinter's play 'The Caretaker' - Nothing ever happens.&lt;br /&gt;Well, of course Smallville is not as deep as the play or is even as clever as pinter's play but the main idea is there. Nothing ever happens even though alot happens. And i mean this in a bad was for Smallville but a good way for The Caretaker. &lt;br /&gt;After 4 Seasons. It seems like yesterday never really passed and Smallville is still at it's first ep. &lt;br /&gt;haha, now THAT is a comedy friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have said my peace, if you have a comment or something about this post then just email me. &lt;br /&gt;I think you know the email add. &lt;br /&gt;Or u could just tag. &lt;br /&gt;That is if u are not as long winded as the Smallville writers (and admitedly, me ;) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao then. &lt;br /&gt;I am getting a sore throat from typing.  (seriously!) go figure!&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nite nite! Sweet Dreams readers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112706300888392171?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112706300888392171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112706300888392171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112706300888392171' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112629163594653179</id><published>2005-09-09T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T11:47:15.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Poll on LnC..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What season did you start watching L&amp;C? Midway Season 3 in 1996 or smth like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Favorite episode(s)? ALL THE EPS. But i love 'phermone my lovely'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Least favorite episode(s)? Hmm.. this is a tough one.. have to think bout it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Most romantic moment? When Clark exchanged vows with Lois in the ep "This time We Swear We're Not Kidding" but i love the moments that Clark and Lois spend together. They were always able to give me a WAFFY (Warm and Fuzzy Feeling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Saddest moment? When Clark had to leave earth and LOIS. And Clarks expression when lois told him she loved another. This is after he had worked to hard to get her(2 yearS) and then she loses her memory and falls for another. Clarks face looked like his heart was really breaking into pieces. And he seemed to be holding back tears in his eyes. The man of steel crying. Now that is sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Moment that made you want to punch the TV? Everytime Lois gets into trouble or falls for someone else EXCEPT clark. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Sexiest moment? OOO, when DEAN CAIN IS Topless. hahaha.. The part where they just had "super" sex - the beginning of the ep 'Brutal Youth'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Favorite/least favorite villian? LOL all except LEX LUTHOR AND TEMPUS.. "like DUH!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Favorite supporting character? I always loved Martha and Jonathan Kent. Perry and his "Great Shades of Elvis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Favorite line?  Lois: "If anything happens, tell Clark that I love him." Superman: "He knows, but I'll tell him." ("... And the Answer Is") &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark(in 'Ordinary People'):&lt;br /&gt;"There's no one way I feel.  I feel&lt;br /&gt;so many things.  And all at once...&lt;br /&gt;Happy but kinda scared... Excited..&lt;br /&gt;calm. Lost... found.  Safe in a&lt;br /&gt;way I've never known, but in&lt;br /&gt;danger, too.  This thing with us,&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is... is stronger than&lt;br /&gt;me.  Being with you is stronger&lt;br /&gt;than me alone.  That's new for me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Lois and Clark.. and now you know why.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112629163594653179?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112629163594653179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112629163594653179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112629163594653179' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112618253899307848</id><published>2005-09-08T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T05:28:59.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, quick update on the past couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;I got a new hp - Sonyericsson k750i&lt;br /&gt;Went with my dad and his friends to johor in the lamborghini, which btw i must add was superb!&lt;br /&gt;Hit a speed of 260km/h , was just for awhile though&lt;br /&gt;Average speed at about 160km/h&lt;br /&gt;I learnt new stuff&lt;br /&gt;1) they keep their headlights on the whole way cos they are speeding and so cars infront can see them coming.&lt;br /&gt;2) they put their right signal light on while keeping to the right side of the expressway in hopes of the SLOWER cars infront to move to the left to give them space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!!! SUCH A GREAT TIME! G force was super fun especially when the car makes such a sweeeet sound. Fierce noise. The kind that makes ur stomach rumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to present. will blog about what happened today later.. for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you knew someone but never really knew them?&lt;br /&gt;Or how some people, no matter how close to you and no matter how much time you spend with the person or share with the person they are not as close to you as some others who spend lesser time and do lesser stuff together. I don't know, maybe it's just me (though i doubt it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life can be a bitch, but life is the way life is.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that i love speed. No for the rush you get cos you are going so fast, rather, it is cos you ARE GOING SO FAST AND so many OTHER things happen.&lt;br /&gt;You know that sometimes we wish we could skip certain parts of a movie. How we wish we could just fast forward some points of our life.&lt;br /&gt;When you are going really really fast, you feel as though you were  moving past life itself and for that second you could actually stand a chance at beating time.&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel that life did not matter and how simple life is. That life was never complicated to begin with. That all that consist within life was life and death, these 2 "elements". You see, when you are moving at that speed, a small stone on the road can cause you your life, that everything was never really that important. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, my dad wanted to drive slowly yesterday, even when there was clear road. He would not cut here and there between the cars and he was the last among the group cos the other 2 had sped when they had the road too. Well, i know my dad was just being careful but there is something inside me that just wanted the car to go faster and faster and faster until everything did not matter. I wanted the car to be so fast that we would leave the sound behind and everything in life behind.&lt;br /&gt;And for that minute, I would be free. And death? Well, it was life i was dead already. Well think about it, you are never free in life and only in death will you be freed from life. It was scary cos the whole way i was thinking about being dead. Not dead as in blood all over but dead as in free. I just cannot describe the meaning, it was as though suddenly everything was so clear in life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my dad would not push it. He kept asking me whether i was scared and if i was just to tell him and he will slow down. But i keep telling him no. I actually asked him to drive faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my realisation of "death" was that life is the way it is to allow us to enjoy death. That everything that we had infront of us was so petty and nothing mattered. Let me tell you, i have not studied the whole entire day and throughout the whole week i just slacked and only read through the econs notes which i did it in like what? 2 days? lol, more like a total of 8 hrs or so. Nothing mattered. I go around acting like a fool and regretting the way i act. Not becuase i want to regret it or i believe what i did was foolish, but because we are who we are from the way others see who we are. WE ARE the image that others see us as. And so if they think i am foolish then i really am. I cant say that what others did does not matter, just as long as i am happy cos i wun be that way. Why? Becuase if others do not allow me to be happy then how the hell am i spose to be happy to begin with?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, i will just try to be happy while trying to please people. I realise it is when i dont care how i act that others seem more approachable. Take today for instance, i did not care i started smiling at everyone i saw, lol, be it the family that was sitting next to us(candice, barot and i) when we ate carls jr or at the salon when i saw the caucasian lady or when i saw the indian lady. All actually smiled back and me and i said hi to them. haha.. we are all connected whether we admit it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i dont feel like talking about today. why? too depressing. Lets just put it that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112618253899307848?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112618253899307848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112618253899307848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112618253899307848' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112575925800660956</id><published>2005-09-03T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:54:19.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Where has the past gone? &lt;br /&gt;Has it left us forever?&lt;br /&gt;Will we ever see it again?&lt;br /&gt;Is it even possible?&lt;br /&gt;Who can bring it back for us?&lt;br /&gt;Can you bring it back for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wonder.. &lt;br /&gt;The past is only the past because we don't want to redo what we have done... the past can be the future.. &lt;br /&gt;I think the past i speak of is the essence of what we all once had or had done.. &lt;br /&gt;Something that will last, something that will probably not change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that one day the past will come back, not to haunt me, but come back to become the present.&lt;br /&gt;Cos now all i see when i look back is so much happy times that are all broken and in pieces on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I want to pick them up, but how can you fix something that you cant even touch?&lt;br /&gt;Many things have changed and many have not...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We keep saying look towards the future and today.. but we forget we cant do that without a past. Is life worth losing yourself for?&lt;br /&gt;I keep seeing this image of me sitting still looking down and i see another image of me standing and all blurred looking at me sitting.. &lt;br /&gt;Perhaps that is what *I* have become, something that is living in the past not moving, just sitting and hoping..&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i can learn.. &lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll learn to hold on tightly yet continue to move on.. &lt;br /&gt;To feed more rope so i can do both..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112575925800660956?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112575925800660956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112575925800660956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112575925800660956' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112549313425851953</id><published>2005-08-31T05:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T07:49:22.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and went to the same old boring place-SCHOOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, teachers day was fun and all, i brought my vid cam to sch and took picts and all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My classmates and I then headed to Macs to have breakie, the guys were busy playing Magic Cards though... ^^! O well, like mar says and like gong said.. "boys will be boys"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the fun part starts!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed my mom to her dance lesson!!&lt;br /&gt;It was sooo FREAKING COOL!!&lt;br /&gt;I learnt salsa, tango, ballroom dancing, and waltz and some hip shaking thing where shaked our ass non stop. so fun!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, this black shirt guy was the one teaching me most of the time.. his name is Livanne.. cool name..he is gay though, quite cute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learnt the tango!!!! i had to like put my leg between the guys leg and then walk forward kinda thing... lol, i was afraid that i would step on his foot but like.. whatever right??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, the rest was totally fun... Then, candice came at around.. 4.45pm.. and we started having all the fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played around and then started dancing..&lt;br /&gt;We did like 2 dances before we did the last dance which was seriously cool!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to shake our hips, like non stop... lol, really fun!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we danced with our partners.. her's was donn. she found him cute too so that was great! haha, they are very very nice people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we did this human limbo and we were both like squash together (as in our partners and us) lol, then they said "lower lower".. i was pratically lying ontop Livanne.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half way when we were dancing, we were suppose to shake our booties and candice said " I feel like we were vibrating." LOL, we all started laughing.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the finale!!!&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly out of no where Donn carried Candice and spin her around and Livanne carried me and spin me around.. LOL.. poor guy's gonna have a backache.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;I was zhao-genning the whole way when he spined me.. dun forget, i am wearing a MINI SKIRT ^^!&lt;br /&gt;Lol, i did wear shorts underneath but it was totally useless cos it was kinda.. whats the word for it.... VERY VERY short. hahahha.. o well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL... it was a GREAT GREAT GREAT day!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Had totally fun time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when we said our goodbyes to the partners we airkissed their cheeks.. so fun! Felt like we were France!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, GAY ROCKS!!!! LONG LIVE THE GAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28258%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28258%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicole(my couz) and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28259%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28259%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28261%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28261%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These 2 old fools need no intro right? that is me and candice.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Ah%20Gay1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Ah%20Gay1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THIS... *drum role please* IS AH GAY!!!!! AKA.. CANDICE THE AH GAY!!! *claps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara- Pardon me if i sound bimbotic... ^^- too happy.. so much fun!!lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112549313425851953?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112549313425851953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112549313425851953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112549313425851953' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112454515382029548</id><published>2005-08-20T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T01:07:43.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;edited&gt; - picts added and somewords changed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I am sooo happy!!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i have had too much coke and pepsi to drink. &lt;br /&gt;Plus i am eating a choco sundae right now... &lt;br /&gt;I am high...&lt;br /&gt;Plus i just read the andrew matthews book... &lt;br /&gt;Thus it is only natural to feel happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i left the house at 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;In the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Well, got to Lido and bought tix to the 3pm movie of Wedding Crashers.&lt;br /&gt;I must add that that show rocks!&lt;br /&gt;Super funny!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyway...&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to meet candice at 11, but as usual she was late.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to eat breakie at Far East's  chicken rice store to eat chicken rice.&lt;br /&gt;The food came really fast and it was yummy~&lt;br /&gt;There after we went walking about, went to the usual punk/rock store to get stuff. &lt;br /&gt;I bought sunglasses and she got this specs without a degree. &lt;br /&gt;Just e frames. &lt;br /&gt;Looks really hoT!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to buy the same pair but since she was buying i decided not to get the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;That and the fact that they do not have that design nymore, there was only one piece left.&lt;br /&gt;We decided to fool ard and took a few pictures! &lt;br /&gt;NERDS!! (private joke)&lt;br /&gt;Later we went to the bookshop to check out this book that i was waiting for, too bad it was not in yet, the auntie said that it would probably be in next mth but she is not sure when.&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And i bought my first skating mag!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so we decided to go back to lido to sit and chat.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we sat down for about 10 mins and then Barot called.&lt;br /&gt;SURPRISE SURPRISE! &lt;br /&gt;He was early! LOL... and like 20 mins early (if i am not wrong)&lt;br /&gt;Well, he came dressed in a shirt, shorts and slippers. ^^!&lt;br /&gt;I told candice that he could pass off as a beggar.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we started talking about stuff, cheese pies, penis, sex, etc etc.. all the weird f**king stuff.&lt;br /&gt;LMAO!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and laughed and laughed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and we talked about Erectile Dysfunction (ED) LMAO.. and how Mr Kwan prb had that(ok i am bad)&lt;br /&gt;Then if you can lift ur fourth finger without moving the rest up too u are apparently producing sperms at that second or about to produce sperms. LMAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;I can move it and i sure as hell don't have a dick!! nor balls!! &lt;br /&gt;Well, Barot Candice and i talked about the weirdest stuff the whole time..&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time for the show.&lt;br /&gt;I shan't blog nything bout the show or what it is abt.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before the show started, candice wanted to get a hotdog.&lt;br /&gt;LOL, to stuff up her ass!!! J/K&lt;br /&gt;Nah, she wanted to grab a hotdog to eat. &lt;br /&gt;She asked me whether the dog came with the bun.^^!&lt;br /&gt;YES candice, the dog come with the bun&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooz, i dared Barot to ask the popcorn lady whether they sold DUDE EGGS&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for those who do not know what dude eggs are - they are dead guy's balls. &lt;br /&gt;ROFLMAO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;He actually asked!!! the lady was like.. "dude eggs? huuhh?"&lt;br /&gt;hahhahahahahahhahahahhahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ya, then it was time for the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie we went to taka to walk, kinda walked aimlessly.&lt;br /&gt;We continued talking about stuff and bloated tits (private joke amg those who know)&lt;br /&gt;The irony of the whole nick name bloated tits. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after walking around and talking about bikes and cars and weird stuff we headed to Heeren.&lt;br /&gt;We continued to walk but this time with aim in mind.&lt;br /&gt;New aim.. go and get tube for candice!&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;We walked into this surfing shop ( i have no idea what the name was) and the alarm beeped. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently i forgot to take out one of the tags from the Jackass DVDs that i was lending Barot.&lt;br /&gt;So i went outside and took it out. &lt;br /&gt;Then i dared him to put it on himself and walk it&lt;br /&gt;Dang, the good part was that he pasted it on himself&lt;br /&gt;The sad part.... the tag was damaged when i took it out and it did not work.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, candice was looking at a couple of stuff, shoes and all.. &lt;br /&gt;Then we left to walk around to find her tube.&lt;br /&gt;We tried to find (well mainly i kinda asked around) but could not find..&lt;br /&gt;Then barot said "lets go upstairs" cos the thought that they might sell it upstairs and guess what?!&lt;br /&gt;They did.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, his new name: lucky badass dog named vito (looong story)&lt;br /&gt;So candice got her tube!!!!!!! ^^&lt;br /&gt;And she got this new waterbottle too.. i forgot to tell her though that it would be heavy when she puts water in.&lt;br /&gt;o well.. she will find out soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed home, i walked with candice and barot to the bus stop where they were gonna take a bus home. At the bus stop there was these couple of guys doing skateboard tricks!!! SO COOL!!!!! WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;Well, the bus came and my badass pals had to leave.. &lt;br /&gt;And i rushed though this muddy place running cos i saw this cab stoping at the red light. So now my DC shoes are filled with mud. yuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and on the way back. I saw this Ferrari 360 parked infront of Mandrine Hotel (orchard)!&lt;br /&gt;What a great ending to a fun day.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the end of my adventure!!&lt;br /&gt;Shall go and upload some stuff now.. &lt;br /&gt;CIAO!!!&lt;br /&gt;TAKE CARE Y'ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picts!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/spec%20nerdss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/spec%20nerdss.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112454515382029548?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112454515382029548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112454515382029548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112454515382029548' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112444720376079621</id><published>2005-08-19T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T03:26:43.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Rahman has gotten into an accident this morning.&lt;br /&gt;Now he is lying in the ICU unit at changi hospital with 7 broken ribs and an arm to painful to even move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life.&lt;br /&gt;The problems we are faced with one after another. &lt;br /&gt;It is really sad to think of what ia happening.&lt;br /&gt;He has not enough money to even pay his hdb costs and had to borrow money from my dad. This is after he had manage to clear of the money he had earlier borrowed to pay for his motorcycle.&lt;br /&gt;Now his bike is probably lying in a heap of trash and that problem adds on to his biggest problem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a man. He has to work to put his kid through sch and to support his family. &lt;br /&gt;He is at an age where people would just like to relax and rest after working all their life. &lt;br /&gt;Yet now, not only is he faced with is neverending daily bills, he can't come for work for the nest month or so or whatever(because i have no idea how serious his condition is. i will get to that later) so he won't have any pay (mind you, he works 3 jobs) and now he has his ICU medical bills which everyone knows is going to cost a bomb.&lt;br /&gt;Life is bad.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, life is great.&lt;br /&gt;It is how we see situations that is bad. &lt;br /&gt;This is the bad part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, i spoke about not knowing his condition. Well, my maid had called him to find out his condition and his wife answered the phone saying that he was alright, nth too serious. But if that was the case, why the INTENSIVE CARE UNIT? The wife just did not want to worry us. Afterall, rahman might lose his job since he can't come to work for the next mth or so.. &lt;br /&gt;It is through this we know just HOW much people love us and care for us.&lt;br /&gt;and that is the good side of things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i keep dwelling on this, i will be upset and MY life will be affeted too. No, i can't let this happen. Bad upsets does not make a happy neither does many many many more upsets make people estatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing is that.. he gets the rest he deserves, and he knows who are and will always be there for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, i have work to do. Mathematical induction revision qns. ECK. plus APGP. o well, ciao then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just pray that rahman will be fine and alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ra out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112444720376079621?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112444720376079621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112444720376079621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112444720376079621' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112417108202257668</id><published>2005-08-15T22:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T22:44:42.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TOPIC OF THE DAY!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spasticism!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, j/k.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i have decided to blog eventhough nth exciting or remotely fun happened all day. The reason behind this blogging action is cos of the GP summary we had to do this morning during home tutorial period. &lt;br /&gt;"Busyness" - how people are so busy in this age and time and how science contributed to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i have to agree that we are waaaay to busy these days for our own good. Life now revolves around what we have done. Well, it kinda has always been that way but the thing is that even so, we had always made sure that no matter what we did we were happy.&lt;br /&gt;Now i think kids are the only ones who does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The article had said that Leisure is now defined by how busy we are as well. What should have been about relaxation and just chilling is now defined by what we have done to enjoy ourselves, ie, going to the theme park and sitting rides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think many people these days would just sit down, relax, and just say nothing at all yet have such a good time. During dinners (esp chinese ones) people rush their food, never taking their time. &lt;br /&gt;"Eating time is for eating, don't talk." that is what my mom would always say.&lt;br /&gt;But where is the enjoyment in that?!&lt;br /&gt;Eating is usually the one time of the day where you would sit down with your family and spend time together without going anywhere(most of the time).&lt;br /&gt;If i told you i like dinners that are 4 hours long, what would you think?&lt;br /&gt;Crazy? Cool? Great? Horrible?&lt;br /&gt;I like long dinners - Western &amp; Italian&lt;br /&gt;We can joke and talk and do just relax and enjoy ourselves. &lt;br /&gt;We no longer have to just sit, eat and leave.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, to some, at the end of the day, talkig gets you no where whereas eating is an action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We do not appreciate our life anymore. &lt;br /&gt;We do not know what we have.&lt;br /&gt;We live life without living.&lt;br /&gt;We just go on and on, purpose? I never knew and i don't think you do either&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of life? &lt;br /&gt;To earn alot of money?&lt;br /&gt;I would agree that we should earn as much money as we can because it is the only way we can survive comfortably (probably). That is the practical way of thought. &lt;br /&gt;And usually i would be that way.&lt;br /&gt;But today and on this blog, i would rather just not be pratical and just imagine.&lt;br /&gt;For me, i think since we never know what happens after death we might as well just enjoy the present.&lt;br /&gt;Life is complicated because we make it complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who created the complications?&lt;br /&gt;Money issues?&lt;br /&gt;Relation issues? - it would be so much easier if status did not exist and we just do what we want to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think while trying to make our life easier, we have made it harder. &lt;br /&gt;Science provides mankind with "one step forward but two steps back"&lt;br /&gt;We create a computer so communicating would be easier. To connect everyone&lt;br /&gt;The funny thing is that by doing this we have DISconnected everyone.&lt;br /&gt;We now converse with people. sure, their personalities what they have to say. &lt;br /&gt;But many know that how they behave in reality differs so much as compared to through the internet.&lt;br /&gt;People get coup up at home and they say that they have socialised alot!&lt;br /&gt;Ya, through the computer.&lt;br /&gt;Talking/writing on paper is different from meat and flesh.&lt;br /&gt;You can't touch, smell, feel etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;We have ended up talking to a name. a online personality that may not really exist in reality.&lt;br /&gt;Oh how foolish we are.&lt;br /&gt;And so we continue, we strive to change this fact. To increase relations to make it better and MORE real.&lt;br /&gt;Well, nothing can get MORE real than having the person stand infront of you instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science easily can set us back a step just as easily as it can move us forward into a better time.&lt;br /&gt;Too much of something is never good.&lt;br /&gt;Using SMS or the net to just convey something that is important and impossible to do so face to face is fine. &lt;br /&gt;Just do not start trying to know a person through that method.&lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i have rambled too much, but whatever yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;I have diverted from the orginal topic of "busyness"&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, we shoould just live life to the fullest and be happy. &lt;br /&gt;That is what i think is a perfect life.&lt;br /&gt;But it is not possible&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in the future but definatly not in the near one.&lt;br /&gt;We have too much to change and to do before we can have that if *that* is even possible&lt;br /&gt;Time to be practical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work ur butts of, but just don't forget to be happy at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;If you can't be happy then nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;But when you can, just be.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think back and regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you remeber wasting away those yearS?&lt;br /&gt;In primary school or in Secondary school?&lt;br /&gt;Where you could have made so much more friends or be happy, even for the slightest moment, but was too afraid to take a chance?&lt;br /&gt;Well, *I* just hope i would not look back and think that way.&lt;br /&gt;I love my secondary years, well my sec 3/4 actually.&lt;br /&gt;Because as far as i can think, i have NO regrets whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;And that is a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Think-Blink-&lt;br /&gt;-sara out!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112417108202257668?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112417108202257668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112417108202257668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112417108202257668' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112383566853586096</id><published>2005-08-12T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T01:34:28.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyheyhey!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's math mok and i have so cleverly left my notes back in school. How smart right?&lt;br /&gt;Ok, whatever, i'll just make do with what i've got at home (which is not much)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was a fun day!&lt;br /&gt;After sch, i went to Queensway SC to find candice and her classmates/friends. Anyway, got there went to change and guess what? They were late. So kind walked all over the place. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met up with them. Ok, the people there... Candice, Jing Bin, Barot and his friends(whom i don't know the name of)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, then when I saw Candice I asked her to slap me cos I was kinda falling asleep, I was tired you see. And her slap hurt. O_o. Well then I treated her to this orange drink thing that looked weird. Then we walked around with the rest to see skateboards. &lt;br /&gt;Well, since there was nth much there we all took a bus to Go Sports and she checked out the decks there and stuff. After that all of us just sat outside go sports and chilled. &lt;br /&gt;Saw this guy do some tricks, get pissed of with himself and smoked. &lt;br /&gt;If skating makes that guy that fustrated, I'd hate to see what school will do to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we all headed to Mc Donalds! I got this chicken nuggets and fries upsize, as usual I did not finish my food mc meal. But it was really worst cos usually I would at least finish the fries and not touch the other stuff. I took a little of  nuggets and half of the fries (which I did not finish). Wait rewind.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, before that, there was no table big enough to fit us all so me and Candice sat alone and just chilled. &lt;br /&gt;And a kind soul came to join us (Jing Bin)&lt;br /&gt;After that we ended up talking about Dicks, Asses, and Dickass. &lt;br /&gt;Apparently, Candice has a dick stick out of her back and it is fit into her ass (don’t ask) but she left it at home yesterday so she had to use JBs dick instead. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;JB-Dick&lt;br /&gt;Me-Ass&lt;br /&gt;Candice-Dickass&lt;br /&gt;^^ lol. &lt;br /&gt;Ok then we get back to the part where I could not finish the food. So I asked JB and Candice whether they wanted any food and they said they were full. So then I passed it over to Barot's table.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I felt high(cos of the coca cola, too much sugar.. lol) and started acting all crazy, went outside climb on the wall area like some kid and just looked from outside in and knocked on the glass. Knocked on the window there Candice was at and then went to the other table an knocked on the window. From the outside, not inside. Anyway, must have seemed stupid but whatever. &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feels great just doing that you want and not care so much.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, when I got back into the restaurant JB was doing his homework. &lt;br /&gt;He writes REALLY slow.... I think even a snail can write faster. &lt;br /&gt;So I got so frustrated cos at the rate he was goin there will be no time left to talk bull and rot. &lt;br /&gt;Me and Candice sat in silence for 5 minutes, which was probably the MOST boring thing in the WHOLE day.&lt;br /&gt;So I volunteered to do JB homework for him, as in help him write and Candice and he would read the ans and tell me what to copy. &lt;br /&gt;I did it finish in 20mins writing as fast as I could(kinda). &lt;br /&gt;^^&lt;br /&gt;And then we started to talk rot again!! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, and next thing I know I am taking candice’s orange juice which was supposed to have tasted nice earlier on but is sour now.&lt;br /&gt;I and JB started dumping curry sauce(2 packs I think), garlic chilli sauce, mayo, coke and sprite. &lt;br /&gt;I dared JB to drink it but he said NO. DUH! Who would want to..^^;;&lt;br /&gt;Then I went over to Barot’s table and dared him to drink it. &lt;br /&gt;Well, 5 bucks for 2 sips. 2 SIPS ONLY!! Not asking him to drink the whole thing (well I did ask, but who cares. Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;He did it but he did not take the 5 bucks. &lt;br /&gt;Good on him! &lt;br /&gt;But then he asked me to pay for his movie ticket which was defiantly more than 5 bucks so we finally settled on me paying for e snacks. But if what he eats is more than 5 bucks he can go and take the money and pay for his own snacks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so then we took a bus. They were heading back to sch and I was suppose to stop at Dover MRT. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ended up crashing their lecture (btw, their teacher is totally scary, oh but Barot said he was cute. To Barot: "You GAY or smth?"   LOL, j/k)&lt;br /&gt; Ok, then started drawing and scribbling stuff, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;Then we got bored. Ok, *I* got bored. So we started this "MSN group chat" on paper. &lt;br /&gt;Started talking about tech decks and I can’t remember what else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, the day was over. &lt;br /&gt;It was a totally fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now here I am writing into this blog. Nth much happening in life. I am so screwed and gonna flunk by Mok. Well, just as long as I do well for my A's I am fine. Hopefully that can happen. Need to start studying. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Well first I am gonna bathe then just see what I can do. It is took late to practice math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, that is about it I guess...&lt;br /&gt;Till next time. &lt;br /&gt;CIAO~! &lt;br /&gt;No picts today... Have some vids but can't upload em.&lt;br /&gt;-ra-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112383566853586096?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112383566853586096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112383566853586096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112383566853586096' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112366212255261299</id><published>2005-08-10T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T01:22:02.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;Okok, it was national day yesterday and I had loads of fun.. Plus… Not forgetting the Fireworks rocked!!!!! So beautiful. Colors in the sky, like paintings. Really nice. &lt;br /&gt;Yuying came over to my house at about.. 4 yesterday with her guitar, her tripod and her cam. Then we started playing the guitar and I went nuts with the video camera (have not used it in so long) hahahaha, and we just played songs till PJ arrived. We were playing the Eric Clapton’s Wonderful tonight song. It is a great song, the funny thing is that me and gong always stop at the Bm/F# note. We kept wondering what note that was etc etc. And gong taught me how to play, I’ll be there for you by Bon Jovi. I love that song now..&lt;br /&gt; “I’ll be there for you, these five words I swear to you, when you breathe I wanna be the air for you, I’ll be there for you, I’ll live and I’ll die for you, Steal the sun from the sky for you, Words can’t say what I feel for you I’ll be there for you”  NICE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright then PJ came and we went to 7/11 to get stuff, choco! (kinder bueno) Potato Chips, and pepsi and coke. LOL, what do you get when you mix pepsi and coke??  Cokesi. Private joke. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when we got back we went to order food, chinese food! We had sambal sotong, sambal kangkong, black pepper beef, and some –pork thingy. My maid made bee hoon and rice too. So we kinda ate a lot! Sharon came while we were downstairs eating and she joined us. Haha..we fooled atound and had a great time!! &lt;br /&gt;Then later, we went back to my room, hung ard for awhile and headed to the roof to set up the tripod stand to take picts!!! OMG! GONG’S Camera ROCKS! Ok while at the roof we noticed the traffic jam that stretched from east coast through the ecp to the city. That is one LONG not moving traffic jam. Hmm, so we ended up taking picts on the roof!!! And eating Kinder Buenos!!! Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we came back to my room to see the last 10 mins of shooting stars and then watched full circle. Noirsa. LOL. We were laughing cos it sounded like Nausea. LOL. And then this sisters were being interviewed on the tv and one did not know eng only chinese. When the other sister was speaking English and laughing the chinese only sister was also laughing. So then gong was like “ why is she laughing? Does she understand what the sister is saying?” Then right on timing the sister spoke in chinese not in english and the whole bunch of us started laughing. LOL. Apparently the sister was laughing cos the other sis was laughing. Superfunny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went down to the basement and played around, balancing ourselves trying not to fall into the water, jumping from one place to another from plant to plant. LOL, was sooo fun and it was great because we just had a fun and relaxing time doing stupid things. Not having a care in the world for just that moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Gong’s dad came to fetch her and Sharon home. But PJ stayed on to watch CSI.&lt;br /&gt;Well, instead of watching CSI we were snacking on potato chips!! And cup noodles and marshmallows!! Oh, and we started taking all sorts of stupid pictures for fun. Really fun. LOL… oh did I mention PJ gave us each paper underwear as national day pressie. ^^! Thanks PJ for the pressie, but it is a weird one!! What is it with u and underwear?? LOL!! You gave me red undies for my bday and now this.. ^^! Ok, I get the whole red undies=superman thing but how bout yest’s one?? Lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok anyway, I taught pj a little little bit of guitar after that she had to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/TZ200809081613582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/TZ200809081613582.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20284.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20268.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall stop rambling.. =)All in all it was a great day/night. Had one of the greatest time and a lot of it on vid cam. Hahahahaha… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peaceout!&lt;br /&gt;May your life be just as colourful as the fireworks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112366212255261299?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112366212255261299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112366212255261299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112366212255261299' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112237838372341555</id><published>2005-07-26T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T04:46:23.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suppose to be studying now but.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i have read one sad blog entry after another and i just had to put one entry in my own as well. Okay, I have nothing sad to say except the fact that Ms Ting is meeting my mom tomorrow about my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, one teacher had said something that made me suddenly feel that 'purpose' is just another word in the dictionary. During GP lecture, the comment that machines are designed for a purpose and we humans are machines too - a jumble of mass molecules, and if we do not have a creator, then do we even have a purpose?&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to debate about the issue of God's existence, to each it's own. God exists in different ways to everyone. To me, God is symbol of Hope, take hope away and what we have left is death. No hope of a better tomorrow, no hope in what we are doing and no hope of success. Therefore, no hope = the beginning of the end. End of what? You answer that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memories. Ah, how that word can evoke the different emotions in all of us. To some it brings up the sadness of past situations, to others it is the happiness that we may never experience again. And to certain others, memories are just something that you read in books. =)&lt;br /&gt;I am the middle one, the one that look back on the past but not for it's horrible moments, but the moments of happiness, foolishness and innocence that we all have once experienced before. And i have been doing a lot of that lately, I have been wondering, who am i really, do i even know myself anymore?&lt;br /&gt;The foolish beliefs of primary school are still fresh in my mind as though it was just yesterday where someone had told me "never walk over a bag, it will mean that you will have bad luck, if you want to remove it, you would have to walk over it again." haha, I remember jumping back and forth bags in school last time hoping that I will not be cursed. And sometimes, I still do it, even now, why? Because it is fun to do something that was once part of you, to relive the past and to just enjoy the moment. Naturally, everyone else will be look upon you as a nutcase that should be shipped to the mental institution immediately. Well, if it is a mental illness to relive the past, so be it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fondest memories was those in Secondary school, my eyes are tearing up just talking about it. I am a sentimental freak, and happy to be one.&lt;br /&gt;Those were the best times of my life, because it was there that i found my best friends, my true friends who , even though they judge me still accepted me for who I was. &lt;br /&gt;I loved the hours spent in the art gallery. The paint we splashed all over ourselves. The ant hill that char made ^^!!. And i even miss playing in the rain. I still remember the birds we found and buried.&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what to say. I feel like I have lost the part of me that existed in Secondary school, i have become too practical, to stupid. People say you grow wiser as you grow older. Well i sure as hell feel less wise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children are the wisest people on Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because they live life to the fullest. They do not judge others, and they are happy. If only we could all be like them again. Laugh over the simplest things in life. Too bad for us, reality beckons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reality. One of the hardest words to live with. A world where money is our main objective, where friendships are formed based on status. Where the rich and the poor never mix together. I would like to heard a rich person say that money does not matter. And I would like to see them donate ALL their money to a charity, and earn just a few hundred a month. No, money has become a major part our lives. Money is our life. We live for it, and funniest part is that, in death, money is no longer significant. Money, is just paper. We treasure it so much because we believe in it. If people did not believe in it, money would just be paper, the same type of paper we can use to wipe our asses after we have shit. &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how we call ourselves an advance society. If only monkeys could talk they would be criticizing and laughing at us. Man may be the most superior species on Earth, but Man sure all hell is the dumbest one too. Man is the dumbest smart creature to ever walk the earth. Imagine, our whole life we want to work towards happiness, but what we don’t realize is that we are actually working away from it. IF we just burned everything up, just burn it all and go back to eating bananas and living in the wild trying to survive, we would be happy. After all we won’t miss what we never knew we had or were too dumb to know. No more fighting over pieces paper, no more using that as a form of classification of species. Bottom-line, if you are a human, then you belong in our species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brave New World, have your ever read it? A world where people are mass produced, never age and just die 60 yrs after they were created, do not fight, people are classed into different classes but no one ever envy the other because there are all conditioned that way. &lt;br /&gt;People say it is a dystopia disguised as a utopia. &lt;br /&gt;I say, it IS a Utopia. &lt;br /&gt;We are happy, why bother about the quality of happiness. &lt;br /&gt;The only reason we bother so much about it is because we know how that there is greater happiness, but people there do not, they are happy, sure the quality of their happiness is lower but still, happiness is happiness. &lt;br /&gt;I want to live there, everyone is happy, and at least I am conditioned not to be envious and just be happy doing what I am doing.&lt;br /&gt;After all, the quality of happiness we are experiencing in current times maybe greatly lower than that of he prehistoric cavemen. So I don’t see people complaining of going back to those days. Hell, as long as I am happy always, that is fine by me, why live in this limbo of being sad and wanting happiness but not wanting to go forward because the world ahead(like the society in Brave New World) may be a dystopia and the world  before(Cavemen times) as too horrible for us to live in. &lt;br /&gt;We are all so fussy. &lt;br /&gt;It is no wonder we end up killing ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If terrorism does not tell us how flawed our way of living is, I really don’t know what will. Do we wait till we destroy everything before realizing it or are we just to afraid to accept what is happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have their reasons for doing what they do. &lt;br /&gt;Animals kill animals too.&lt;br /&gt;But I just feel that for an advance society, we sure aren’t anymore advance or smarter than dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there is Econs to study for.&lt;br /&gt;Bleah, back to reality (one that I am not all that eager to face)&lt;br /&gt;But don’t get me wrong, just because I do not wish to face reality does not mean that I will not face reality. &lt;br /&gt;I am no fool you know. &lt;br /&gt;I know that it is the survival of the fittest, it is either you kill or get killed. &lt;br /&gt;A little to extreme for you?&lt;br /&gt;Well time to wake up from your beauty sleep honeys, that is Life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S:&lt;br /&gt;  If you were stuck in a house with 3 strangers and snow is everywhere and there is no way for you to go because it would be impossible to survival under the extreme weather that is on the outside, the food in the house can only last for 4 days, 5 at most and help will only come 1mth later.&lt;br /&gt;  What would you do?&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Well, my reply would be that I will kill the strangers. Even if I do no eat them, I will kill them so that they will not kill me. Imagine living in fear of who is going to stab you in the back, literally. I think it would be a horrible experience. Meat is meat at the end of the day and if you show weakness to you opponents/anyone it would be the best place to get attack by them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lizard taught me this: &lt;br /&gt;We are afraid of what we do not know and what we cannot control. But when we are able to control something at least even slightly, we gain confidence. It is not whether a matter is small or big but whether we can control it. Probably that is why I fear death, because I do not know what will happen after that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-RA- tired and STILL have to study for econs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112237838372341555?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112237838372341555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112237838372341555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112237838372341555' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112212620428987790</id><published>2005-07-23T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T01:38:34.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY HEY HEY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my nigger MoRi3 today!! She invited me and her pals to go to her country club to play badminton, tennis and pool!!! Had LOADS of fun.&lt;br /&gt;First, we went to... Chua Chu Kang MRT to meet.&lt;br /&gt;We were suppose to catch the shuttle bus there but we missed it. So we decided on a cab, Stupid Barot said he only knew how to skate a little. Dang, if i knew how to skate that "little" i'd be real happy. He could do an ollie and some other tricks.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we there went to catch a cab.&lt;br /&gt;While waiting to get a cab i kinda stop e flow of traffic twice! YikeS!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, first was when me and candice were crossing and we did not realise it was a place for cars to turn in and we just stood there for Jeremy and Mamid to walk faster. Guys walk real slow and change real slow to. But i will get to that later. Anyway this trunk wanted to turn in and i was standing in the way. heehee.. "SORRY UNCLE!!" &lt;br /&gt;The next time was when i wanted to flag down a taxi and guess what? I did not realise i was standing in the center of a zebra crossing. What happened was that i just stood there trying to flag down the taxi that was behind this car but the car was not moving so i was kinda puzzled. Later then i realise the driver in the first car was waiting for me to cross e road. ^^!! Talk about being dumb. LOL. Well, did not manage to get that cab. But there is a whole new meaning to "stopping traffic" to me now.^^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice treated us to lunch. Oh, i have not said who the us was right? Well, the us is Candice, Jeremy, Mamid and I. The fish and chips was not exactly what you would call appetizing. To Jeremy: " I resent the comment that girls do not finish their food. And even if that is so, why would they give you their food?? "&lt;br /&gt;Went to play badminton later on. But it was for half and hour only, and i made a fool out of myself. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;It was raining while we were playing badminton but by the time we were done the rain had stoped, we started rolling the courts dry with the heavy rollers carrying em back and forth, real tiring!   Take a look! &lt;br /&gt;That is Barot rolling the courts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20068.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is Candice and Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20072.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is (from left to right) Barot, Candice and Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20073.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That was really tiring, but when we were almost done drying the courts it started to drizzle a little. And before anyone condems me of being a slacker i did roll e courts too. I just stopped to take a few picts. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Marlon came after we had just started playing. The guys had hit the balls really hard and it went flying to the trees. LOL. Marlon apparently did not know how to play tennis, but he could play, and i am sure he would be much better if e courts and balls were not soaked. Well, eventhough we were playing in the rain, I had a real fun time. Have not played tennis and badminton in a loooong time though i did just played basketball yesterday! hahaha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to change in the changing room. Me and candice were busy combin hair, drying it, changing, and  chit chatting. When we finally decided to come out cos we thought the guys would be waiting for us already, guess what? they were still inside the toilet and remained there for another 10-15mins. Talk about guys taking a long time. Sesh, apparently they were using the hairdriers to blow they socks, shoes and etc etc. LOL, a bunch of cute fellas, blow dry their shoes. Just imagine, along the basins having shoes and socks with hairdriers on em. LMAO! ME and Candice thought they were having a quicky in there or a gang rape. LOL, but they took a little too long for it to be a quicky so must have been a gang rape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway while waiting me and candice skated!!! Well, tried to skate... check it out!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20075.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Picture%20076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Picture%20076.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went to play pool!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*gone to play cards with autie remy, continue later*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*back!!!* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Right, went to play pool. had to take turns or else they would charge 5.25 bucks per guest - entrance fee, really ex!!! Barot and Marlon were really good, while me and candice were kinda anyhow hitting e balls ard. LOL. Singh was ok, quite good too. While playing pool we started talking about Johny Knoxville and Bam Megera, Jackass, Viva La Bam and Russell (sp?) Peters. All the imitations started to jump out of nowhere. Lets see whether i have any picts to upload...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here is barot playing pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28202%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28202%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then this is Singh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28203%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28203%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow i did not manage to get a picture of Marlon at all. ^^!!??&lt;br /&gt;And this is Candice and I sitting watching them play while waiting out turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/1600/Image%28205%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/310/256/320/Image%28205%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sucked at pool too and everything was fun and all. After that had to rush to NTUC at parkway. haha.. and here i am now uploading picts to my blog and blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was a really fun time! Hope i can get to play again. Hint hint to MoRi3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112212620428987790?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112212620428987790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112212620428987790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112212620428987790' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112195798493368141</id><published>2005-07-21T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T07:59:44.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>New Background. New Tagboard. Now, hopefully, it is a new beginning. All the past will be tightly packed up and time to start with a fresh head. A Levels this year. No time for shit already. (hopefully i can convince myself of that) &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LnC is gonna have it's Season 2 on DVD!! NO idea when but, yea! they have started the fliming for e extras. &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then, Ciao!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: &lt;g&gt; is &lt;grin&gt; In case you did not know. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112195798493368141?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112195798493368141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112195798493368141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112195798493368141' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-112004715226215851</id><published>2005-06-29T05:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T05:12:32.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey all!!!&lt;br /&gt;I find it funny that it is in the midst of the examinations that i find the time to blog... Econs was today, math is tomorrow and i am praying hard. &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my new goal and destination before i die. Metropolis. &lt;a href="http://www.zoomway.net/ubb/ultimatebb.php?ubb=get_topic;f=8;t=000817"&gt;Check this out&lt;/a&gt; Cool eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is for the "good" news. &lt;br /&gt;Let me take a minute to pay respect to a great actor. &lt;br /&gt;He played Perry White on Lois and Clark:The New Adventures of Superman.&lt;br /&gt;He recently passed away. &lt;br /&gt;May his soul rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;He had brought a great twist to the character of Perry White. &lt;br /&gt;Out with "Great Caesar's Ghost" in with "Great Shades of Elvis" &lt;g&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Lane Smith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i ought to get back to doing some math. Will update after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;Manhunt tonight!!!! WOOT!!! Go watch it. Channel 5, 10pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ra-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-112004715226215851?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112004715226215851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/112004715226215851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#112004715226215851' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111927488109556786</id><published>2005-06-20T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T06:41:21.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got this from the LnC board. Real fun. And it's true, well some it. LOL. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Everything I Need to Know in Life I Learned From Lois &amp; Clark &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother-in-laws are not so bad; sometimes they just want someone to talk with about their boy....You can't save everyone, but doing what you can makes a difference....Don't treat women like hood ornaments....Putting tin foil on your head prevents psychics from reading your mind....Don't break up with someone for their own good....If your words come back at you sounding dumb, they probably are....When your sister's boyfriend is a creep, she probably won't appreciate seeing his mug shot over breakfast....Before you ask someone to marry you, tell them your biggest secret or they'll be mad----really, really mad....Some people like being on top....When someone really loves you, it doesn't matter if you have coffee breath; it doesn't matter how you look; it doesn't matter whether you wear burgundy, violet, or black....The M word doesn't make things forever; the L word does....People see what they want to see....Don't trust anyone that call you by an animal's name....Time together is more important than the perfect pearl from Japan, chocolate from Switzerland, snow from the Andes, and Camembert from France....Leave your windows open; you never know what'll come flying in....When you can fall asleep in someone's arms even when you're being hunted by a lunatic, that should tell your something....If someone makes you want to barf, they're probably a suspect....Answering the door in a towel at 9 o'clock in the morning is a sure-fire way of getting your partner's attention....Some ties work better than bullet-proof vests....Not talking about something is often scarier than talking about it....Explain things to the person you love....Avoid noxious chemical elements, especially when they're green and glowing....Don't be scared off by bright, young, career women---they just want someone to respect them, to love them, and to fly them to the moon....There will always be another headless corpse, but true loves comes around maybe once....You can slam a door in a person's face once, but after that, don't do it again....Saving someone's life does not give you the right to live their life....When dismantling a bomb, always disconnect the green wire first....There's a lot to be said for family....Every cloud has a silver lining....Sometimes the truth is just staring you right in the face....Being with the one you love is stronger than being alone even if you are a Superhero....Big, fat pastrami is OK for breakfast when it'll save the Daily Planet....Trust is important; not even flowers, jewelry, or a Leer jet can take its place....You can't cheat justice twice....Lighting makes everything look bigger....Almost dying heightens your senses---kind of like putting on a pair of glasses....You don't have to have a reason to give a rose to the one you love....Never set up 2 trees with lights in an apartment when you don't have a robot around....DUH! Clark Kent is Superman!....Be careful pouring champagne while ogling; you may end up cleaning it up with your shoe....Don't ask a Superhero how long he can hold his breath....Stay away from green, glowing cabinets....Don't order Chinese food from a place called "Ralph's"....Please, call him Daniel....Even Superheros and world-famous reporters need to belong to someone....When someone turns down your marriage proposal, just plow some snow and keep the ring; they just may need some time....Don't ignore a mild-mannered reporter; you never know what lurks beneath the surface....Nothing on earth should make you think you can fool your mother....Anyone who pays $10,000 for a date with you and loved "Indecent Proposal" is bad news....It's hard to cry with a mask on....Remember, always consider your options....A disguise is not necessary at all times....Each person is abnormal in their own way....2 primary colors CAN work....Sometimes cyborg girlfriends can be useful, like in relaying messages received when stuck in a closet....The one, and sometimes only, person you can trust is your best friend....When someone makes sense to you, go with it....There's no time like the right time....In the never-ending battle for truth and justice, take time to fall in love....Take a chance....Never trust an old guy....Glasses can be deceiving....Don't call a girl by her last name...Make sure your head and heart are in the same place....Make sure you know what kind of bed your fiance expects....Your true love is just a small star in a big sky, not a big star in a small sky....If it goes on a salad, it doesn't go on a pizza....Before expecting a marriage proposal, make sure your intended is not a deranged psychopath....If your man can fly, you can stay mad....Without love in your life, it wouldn't be a life....If you can fly, you can get away with wearing your underwear outside your pants....If you have x-ray vision, it's OK to use it---sometimes....Don't hold in your fears; you'll have nightmares....Look beyond the exterior...Be careful in telling someone you had a crush on them in a death situation; you might be rescued by a man in blue and then have a lot of explaining to do....You never truly understand someone until you fly a mile in his cape....Blot, don't rub....Your one true love could be standing right next to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i hope u enjoyed that! &lt;br /&gt;-Sara out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111927488109556786?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111927488109556786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111927488109556786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111927488109556786' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111918977477073736</id><published>2005-06-19T06:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-19T07:02:54.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEy Hey HEY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, it's been what? A mth? no idea. Nyway, i saw Batman Begins and it ROCKS!!! If u have not seen it yet, go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;I will probably go and see it with my dad again tml. &lt;br /&gt;The Bat Mobil Is so cooool! Fast and woah. But the Lambo is nicer. &lt;br /&gt;Nyway, today is father's day, just went out with my dad to have dinner at morton's. It was fillllling!!!! So full. They even gave a complementary desert. Haha, it was AwesomE! MY bro and mom as well as auntie fe are on the cruise now, too bad i can't go, damn exams and all that stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Nyway, i've been thinking about how life would be out of singapore, well, LA to be specific. It would be spooky yet cool. Man, wish i could live there, or Florida! Now that is a HOT place. Well, dreams are dreams unless something is done. I want to make sure that this dream will become a reality, oh well, prob have to study hard to get there. O well. &lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm, been thinking of what to do in uni. &lt;br /&gt;I think i wanna study advertising, visual art. It'd be cool and fun.&lt;br /&gt;But one thing's for sure, MUST NOT STAY IN SINGAPORE. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, look at all the adverts and well singapore has too small a market right now. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm, my mom's friend said that if i wanted to study visual arts or mass com etc etc. &lt;br /&gt;After A's. wait a year before going to uni, get experience and see what the world of media is like, if i like it then take it up. &lt;br /&gt;And i agree with her.&lt;br /&gt;Well, she said that if i am able to get into this sch in New York (can't remember e name) it'd be the best cos that is the best of the best. &lt;br /&gt;It is like the Harvard of Visual Arts (though i think harvard is really over rated, Princeton is a much better sch)&lt;br /&gt;Well like that is easy. o.O &lt;br /&gt;I'll probably find it impossible to get into that sch. &lt;br /&gt;Hmm... gtg now.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna think of how to work up a portfolio. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111918977477073736?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111918977477073736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111918977477073736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111918977477073736' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111755573871097249</id><published>2005-05-31T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T09:08:58.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*cough* *cough*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dusts flies everywhere* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! *cough* Man, it;s been a long looooong time since i last blog. This is just a short post before i go to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just saw Ms Universe, hmmm, not too bad but it is not as interesting as CSI (Why oh why did they have to postpone it... s0b) LoL. Well, had econs today from 8-2. o.0 mind you, it is a school day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why cant it be like america!?!? &lt;br /&gt;Hols are hols and sch is sch, you dont give hols and have sch then. &lt;br /&gt;Well, it is true they have summer sch there (USA) but those are for the really really weak ones. (kinda for ppl like me , x_x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyway, candice got back from her europe trip last week and she bought me a bag! (THANKS BABE!) MY parents are roaming around USA ( I WAnna go! my parents did ask whether i wanted to go, like duh i did, but SATs is this sat (have yet to practice) and had sch last week plus all these extra lessons.) &lt;br /&gt;Mom says that the Buffalo Bills jersey is all out of stock!! There are other football (American not UK) teams but can't seem to find e buff bill ones. Jacklyn said that the football season is over so that is prob why. &lt;br /&gt;My mom got my bro the purple laker's jersey, kobe bryant. &lt;br /&gt;I want the Shaq jersey, but as usual can't find. &lt;br /&gt;They prob dun have any Lakers Shaq ny more but i think that the Heat one is cool too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gonna go sleep, continue tml/soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna play BASKETBALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;Nybody wanna play?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=ra=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111755573871097249?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111755573871097249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111755573871097249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111755573871097249' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111236047834577181</id><published>2005-04-01T04:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T05:01:18.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bloggy TIME!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Simple Plan Concert that day. ROCKS!!!!! WOOOOGHOOOO!!! It was BRILLANT!!! Simple magnificant. Well, to start things off we had lunch at Marche. The we there is Gong her sisters bro her sis' friends and pj with her stead. Yup, we started eating, had a *BALL* of fun time. I mean, we were kidding and stuff. Hmmmm, like,, NO CLOTHES!!! ;) btw it is NO *NO* clothes, so that would make it yes clothes. Heh, 2 neg = + right?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Hmm, and PJ, i did not kick u so "stop touching me" ;) :P hahhahahahah. that part was funny. Should have seen ur faces when i said that. It was hillarious. hmmm after many fun and laughter and accidents with the tomato paste in my pasta Candice and Shufen came (after gong's sis and gang left leaving PJ her stead gong and I). Candice got a waffle with mixed berries and ice cream on it. I tell you, it looks like cat's brains all squashed at the side. Reminds me of the "The Saw" show, gross. Took some picts there and headed off to q for e concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival at the waiting room, we went to find gong's younger sis and "jumped" to the front of the line (it did not matter nyway, u'll uundertand why later). We sat and chat for 10 mins before they started to move us into the concert hall itself. &lt;br /&gt;That was when the reallll action started. Not the concert, but the transfer from one room to another. Ever heard of a bull? well, imagine 100 of that charging behind u. All teh red tape and barriers did nto hold them back, they just stood up and PUSH!!!! screaming shouting etc etc. IT is HORRIBLE. The security made us sit down and stand up and sit down until we stop pushing, well it did not work and so they gave up. ppl were getting jammed through the doors and all. There was this lady with a kid infronnt and friends too, she started shouting at us saying "there is a kid in front! Stop pushing can?! " she started to tear up and screamed. We told her we weren't the one and she shouted "then tell them to stop!!!" Yea right, if the security ppl could not control them *we* were supposed to he anle to do that seemingly impossible task??? We'll me and Tez got our first chance at playing body guards (kinda) we used our bodies and arms to push them back alittle (my back aches not with all the jabbing  and what not) we did not manage to do nything much just gave them(e kid and fam) more space to breathe. That took alot of energy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the concert hall we sat down at the corner (even though we were like the first 1/3 ctowd to get in) cos it was so much more spacious at the ocrners) we layed down and chat jumped abt fooled ard. Tez was showing some WuShu skills. She is on the national team for Netball and WuShu. POWER!!! we started doing high kicks for fun and kinda fight each other (i defeneded. but to little avail. she fought alittle. We did not want to get injured) anyway, the ppl beside us were looking at us seeing what we were doing but we could not give a damn. Pugjelly came on a few songs were nice but nth special. Then we continue to wait for Simple Plan to come out. We waited for 40mins before their faces appear. The crowd was getting anxious and crazy by then. In between they started screaming for no reason and we had thought SP had came out already. Nyway, once the show started, everything was a blur. IT WAS ROCKING!!! it was brillant i'm telling ya. The whole life and all. We were jumping and shouting till our arms legs ears and throats were aching. We sang laughed and what not. The best part is that that concert in Singapore, Right here in this smallll island, is gonna come out on DVD!!!! A LIVE in Singapore DVD!!!!! MY GOD!!! I want ONE! can't wait for it. Then can party again. this it'll be in my room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home totally pooped. Hacve mass PE the next day, could not wake up was super tired and here i am today after school and dinner typing away into this blog of mine. Hopefully some will understand what i am saying. yup. Tml is PTW (i am so screwed, got E00 for e CTS which is saying that i failed 2 papers(with AO passes only)and passes one borederliningly) SO DEAD. SO SO DEAD. But i had given it my best shot then, so that is prob why i dont feel upset or anything. I just need to work on my DRQ and stop going off topic for lit and i'll be able to PASS. When i pass then we'll talk bout the rest. In comparison to last year. My lit deproved by a grade, math improved my 2 grades econs still the same old same old crap. I need to study. I should study. Someone study with me!!!! ARGH!!! the only time i can study is when someone is ard (whether they are talking or studying who cares) and sitting there. Call me crazy but i need noise and life ard me to study. I cant study in my room even though i have one seperate deask for studying. Instead i go to teh living room where ppl walk in and out and sit infront of the fish tank and study. I either need a spacious place or a moderately noisy place. Hmm, maybe i'll try my dad's office conference's room. Always loved an office. Makes it seem like what i am doing there is ACTUALLY important. Econs teach u what wont happen and commmon sense stuff with more terms. I mean, actually i understand that shit. The only thing is, i dont get the terms and what not. When px goes up demand goes up, like who the hell does not know that. what rubbish elasticity. All u got to do is let me think, hmmmmmm, if i was selling rice and no one else was i can mark up the px cos that way my profits will be more and they need food to survive on. But not too high cos there are other food to turn to. this is called substitutes right??? I never knew that before econs, but i sure as hell knew the concept then. Shesh. My brother knews this nad he is sec 2, i can tell you that ppl who never learned econs knows this. Business men and women are not made and cannot be taught, u either have it or you dont. When i was asked what sub i took in JC by my dad's friend who was a business man, he said econs is common sense. I was like Whhhaaaaat??? common sense?!?! hahahahah, u trying passing with that alone. And one thing is for sure, econs is not common sense, it is a bunch of terms that is based on common sense. U know the logic and can do it u still cannot pass, u need to know the chim words. Econs is like saying i Cannot walk even if i know how to if i do not know how to spell W-A-L-K. BULLSHIT, but that is the fact with econs. I regret taking it. I rather take art. Now that is something about life.  Anyway, back to econs, i am gonna flunk it and i know it unless i get my butt into gear and stat memorising those shit terms. Of course i learn new things from it, ALOT in fact , and it is not totally useless, butthe same thing still applies it is smth u can know without studying it and i can prove it. Looks at the businessmen all over, many graduated from university. But there are many with just an O level cert or no cert at all, and there are many who majored in something else and never learnt business before yet are so successful, u tell me if u can be a scientist without studying science?? highly unlikely. So then what i think is, econs is abt the economy and not bout ppl doing business, it was a major misconception on my part. I was so eager to learn about business, how to earn money, invest in things, STOCK MARKET, REAL life markets, products and how to BUILT a business that i never stop to think, is that what economics mean? Well, stupid me is paying the price now with torture. &lt;br /&gt;My friend in Europe studied econs for awhile and question why are they teaching us things we know already. LoL, ya i ask that too. Of course i dont know how to answer a essay question, but if u ask me to come up with ideas how to market them prices to set how to promote, location location location. Now THAT is something that will interest me more that this economics we see. Like i say, i dont understand terms, and i dont know alot of things, and i will surely die if i set up a business, but at least i want to get a taste of it from studying. That is NOT going to happen here that's for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice is in poly and she gets to do that, come up with an idea nad how to sell it and make a model of it and why would ppl want to buy it? Guess what the best part is???? comeone guess. SHE is taking Chemical Processing. Not econs or business nything like that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, &lt;br /&gt;My mistake&lt;br /&gt;My price&lt;br /&gt;My suffering&lt;br /&gt;Now my turn to do what is right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111236047834577181?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111236047834577181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111236047834577181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111236047834577181' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111185492818717690</id><published>2005-03-26T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T09:24:56.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday went to Autie billie's son,Marcus, bday party. Was very fun, they are very americanised so it was great hanging out with them and chiling. We played soccer and water balloons. Had a great time! Medeline, nick and I started chasing laurence around the pool and house and grass throwing dissapearing ink at him. Stupid fool startedfishing the water balloons out of the pool and throwing it at us, got my pants and shoes soaked. Then it was time to cut the cake, marcus and his "girlfriend" blew the candles and relighted it again and blew it again, was superfunny cos his mom was like "wah, finish ur blowjob so fast ar?" LOL! Then later she kept asking the girl to kiss marcus but when the girl tried to he jumped away and hid behind his mom so cute. Oh, did i mention Marcus is 8? Nyway, soccer was superfun, kicked it all over the place, then we had goals and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            After soccer i was tired so i went to sit with my mom, and me and auntie billie ended up chatting about the Education system in Singapore, and overseas for 2 whole hours. She is a smart lady, and i admire her, she is frank and she analyze people really well. Anyway, she told my mother to send me to overseas uni and it was wasting my time to have stayed here. SEE LA!!! TOLD MY MOM AND DAD BUT THEY NV LISTEN. But i am glad that they did not bring me earlier, i would not be prepared, and the truth is that, i would have ended up in aussie instead. Yikes. Well, it is a nice place and all, but not my cup of tea. Well, auntie billie said that i was still too protected, that i should xperience things and then understand how they are cos thinking alone is not enough. And i agree with her, i told her in her face that that is what i want, i want to experience the fear, the sadness and the lonelinee. Because i believe it builds character. But of course even if i want to experience all those, i dont really WANT to experience them ,  get what i mean? Nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            I want to see over the fence that is so clean and protected, see what lies outside, understand what others are feeling, Singapore is safe, it is everything, we can walk along a street at night without fear, we can live our door unlock yet know that it is safe. But evrywhere else, ppl do not have this comfort, the privillege. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Today went to gongs house, superfun, Sharon was there too. We made potato salad but i added e ingredients together. "IT WAS NICE OK u guys ate it too!!!   LOL    :P    U guys should have tried eating brownie with it, it would taste better.  " Then went to see some videos, superfunny hitler-like action. Went cycling to by potatos, hahaha. OOO, and the doggy , Coco, is very cute!!! She has nice fur, and looks like a toy. Hehe. Btw, "Gong! You should cleat that fridge of urs, haha,so many opened drinks. What if they are all expired????" We went surfing on the net for various american universities for fun peace joy and laughter, and we got alot of the laughter.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             Sat my Merce SLK back home, the top was down and the wind was cooling. Just took a bath and here i am writing while chatting with gong on MSN. All in all, it has been a great weekend thus far and i hope to enjoy it, and study as well of couse. I WANT PIZZA, shall go grab a piece. Pizza here i come!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111185492818717690?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111185492818717690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111185492818717690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111185492818717690' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111173936862439038</id><published>2005-03-25T00:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T00:29:28.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL. I got this from Amac's post on the LnC message board. LoL, funny. read it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;ACTUAL WRITINGS ON CHARTS IN HOSPITALS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient refused autopsy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient has no previous history of suicides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient has left white blood cells at another hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient's medical history has been remarkably insignificant with only a 40 pound weight gain in the past three days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She has no rigors or shaking chills, but her husband states she was very hot in bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient has chest pain if she lies on her left side for over a year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day the knee was better and on the third day it disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient is tearful and crying constantly. She also appears to be depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The patient has been depressed since she began seeing me in 1993.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discharge status: Alive, but without my permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy appearing decrepit 69-year old male, mentally alert, but forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient had waffles for breakfast and anorexia for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is numb from her toes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While in ER, she was examined, x-rated and sent home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skin was moist and dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Occasional, constant infrequent headaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient was alert and unresponsive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rectal examination revealed a normal size thyroid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stated that she had been constipated for most of her life until she got a divorce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw your patient today, who is still under our car for physical therapy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both breasts are equal and reactive to light and accommodation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Examination of genitalia reveals that he is circus sized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lab test indicated abnormal lover function.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skin: somewhat pale. but present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pelvic exam will be done later on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Large brown stool ambulating in the hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient has two teenage children, but no other abnormalities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-out-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111173936862439038?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111173936862439038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111173936862439038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111173936862439038' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111140856599355619</id><published>2005-03-21T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-21T04:36:05.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YOOOZAAAA!!!! WASSSUPPP peeeeps!!!!!?!?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'e beeeeeeeen a looooooooooooooooooooooooong long long long long X 100000000000000 time. Well, you get what i mean right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one week hols are up. Back to schoool. Oh boy. &lt;br /&gt;Well, did badly for the CTs. Barely pass math. And i mean BARELY. Econs was an AO pass (on the dot too). Lit for RoTN got D-. Well, i'm happy with that one(kinda), cos i expected an F. Sigh. Farewell Unis. Here i come road sweepers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nononono... Cannot. Must not. NO! must study. MUST. Life's too short to just throw it away due to the lack of motivation and a chart topping lazy attitude. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been reading books. Romance novels etc. Susan Elizabeth Phillips Novels rocks!!! Fun and loving all pack into one. Action also(not much). Love her books! Can't wait for the next one! August. August. August. Wooohoo! My fav book is 'This Heart of Mine' bout this girl who has a crush on a football player (think american football, HOT!!! hahaha) and well, she did smth stupid to him (real funny) but at the end of the day after many funny ups and downs they end up together. Real interesting. It is the sequel to 'It Had To Be You'. My favourite series is the Chicago Stars series. The golf one also quite interesting. I have a few more to read but cant find em in the stores!!!!! Been to kino, MPH at cityhall and Parkway, Borders etc. SOLD OUT! I want the Heaven. Texas bk!! aHHHH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to the NUS, NTU and SMU open house. Quite okay but SMU's one was pathetic - think one band and 4 tables with the SAME brochure on it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's gonna go to Italy to drive cars for fun with the Ferrari club people (I WANNA GO!!!!!) for 10 days. Rome has nice pizzas. I want one! haha... hmmmmmm.... Krispy Kreme Donuts!!!!!! THE BEST donuts EVER made! Homemade Swiss choc rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today went to put petrol in the Lamborgh, damn fun! there was this filter lane into the ECP from fort road and my dad did a sharp cornering and accelerated there. Scary, thrilling and FUN. The car felt like it was gonne flip, but the road holding is good and it is quite a heavy car. The speed was so shiok!!!!! ZRRROOMMMM!!!! Sweet sound of the engine, though i still think a ferrari stradale's (sp?) one is SWEEETER and LOOOUDER!!! Hmmm, did you know a black Gallardo at night looks like a cockroach? haha, well it does. Cant wait for the new F430 (or smth like that) to come out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember the way the exhaust spit the fumes when they turned on the left hand drive F430 in at Hong Seh Motors. It was FIERCE!!! and sooo nice!!! The noise vibrates in your chset. VERY NICE AND LOVELY. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love cars. I love speed. I love music. I love LNC! Speaking of it... 77 days 3hrs 55mins 45secs till LnC season 1 comes out on DVD. So far the ratings are great. 5 stars and 4 stars at least. Hope it stays that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, shall stop here. Just reloaded my tagboard so.. TAG!!!!! lol. Well, ciao!&lt;br /&gt;A plus tart~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111140856599355619?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111140856599355619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111140856599355619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111140856599355619' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-111029246990571285</id><published>2005-03-08T06:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T06:34:29.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY!!&lt;br /&gt;It's been a long time since the last blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common tests are over. *Phew* and the hols are ard the corner *YEA*. But still have to study for the quick approaching As in only 7 mths time. :O AHH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bought a skate board today, tried to use it, took off the lifters and tightened the board but it still could not turn. Stupid cheap skate thing. I think i have to buy new trucks and try to see if it works. DAMN! sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to Madeline's house over the weekend, skate board alittle (still learning) played the drums ( SO SHIOK!!!) and of course jammed! hahaha. piano plus guitar plus drums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese results are out, but i still am not 100 percent sure on mine, i know that i flunked it though. But enough on that.&lt;br /&gt;Things happen for a reason, it just may be a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just re read the book 'ain't she sweet?' HiGHLY recommended!!! VERY NICE!!!! &lt;br /&gt;very funny, and interesting and well, the romance is in there, so who's complaining. ;) hahaha.. wanna get some books from kino and borders. Checked out whether they had the books. Kino ones i know they have. But the ones that kino does not have and borders carry i'm afriad may not be in stock in the singapore shop. *crosses fingers* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna watch CSI. &lt;br /&gt;Stay cool and chill dudeS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAMBORGHINI AND FERRARI ROX!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, today at the lambor there got this cute guy. Look quite young. And that is fightening. So many young rich ppl these days. The strange thing is that he knows Bro Paul and was asking how he was in school. Weird. At first i thought he was from CJC too, but then he said no. Maybe should have asked. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO, and at the lamborgh there, i spoke with the nice friendly lady whose sister was from SMU (or is in) and we spoke of tigers and Las vegas and Japan. So cool!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAST CARS Rox!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OO, and i bought tix to Simple Plan concert!!!! who's going!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then, that's all for now. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao peeps (bye in italian)&lt;br /&gt;Au reviour (bye in french) &lt;br /&gt;A plus tart! (cya l8tr in french)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-111029246990571285?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111029246990571285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/111029246990571285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111029246990571285' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110914809226409920</id><published>2005-02-23T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T00:41:32.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This post is to vent my anger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COULD THE BLOODY FUCKRE WHO IS VANDALISING MY DAD'S CAR PLESASE FUCKING HELL STOP IT?!?!?! BLOODY ASSHOLE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; some nutty asshole is scratching my dad's car with a key or smth, argh, the door of the lexus has scratch marks all over it in circular and staight lines. and the back of ht mercesdes has a scratch too. And my dad had to change the tires or the merce onces already and patch up another one cos someone is puncturing the tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would kindly request for tis bloody good for nothing fucking asshole of a vandalist to stop it!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks you very much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so much better after typing this out. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110914809226409920?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110914809226409920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110914809226409920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110914809226409920' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110864416420866955</id><published>2005-02-17T03:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-17T04:42:44.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CIAO!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, what has changed since the last time i updated and now. hmm, well i hate drama now.  Not really hate, just hate being the NYAA coord and what other rubbish stuff. What is done is not rubbish, but the reason i hate it is cos if i were so holy and wanted to do CIP and arrange all those stuff(which i dun really like btw) then i would have join some legion or mary or smth like that, not drama! Where is the backstage? the life the laughs that was present during performances in sec sch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesh! the Drama in Sec sch is SOOOOO much more proffesional!! @#$%. We had hired stage managers who mentored us, we help out in the Victoria Theatre, we even mixed with NUS student would are learning bout mass com and stuff like that, and even adults who were holding job in the industry!!!! DAMN IT! we could mix with REAL script writers, real installation artist(ok this is not drama), real sound crew, real proffesionals who taugh us to pack and not leave a single speck in the stage of Victoria theatre including loading the equipment and all wihtin an hour! Hmm, speaking of which, Helmi still owes us a dinner/lunch/meal whichever. Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how about tHIS drama ppl? Well, they are soso, noisy backstage, when curtains are close u can hear the stuff being moved ard, not efficient, hmm, slower than expected, but, WHATEVER! hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to go for the YJC performance, i want to see how efficient their stage crew are, what they are doing, and what I can learn from it. Haha, not that i am gonna bother use what i learn on the CJC drama ppl. They dun even listen for heaven's sake.  o well, life must not be filled with regrets, yup, at least i dun have to do any watm up for Drama and what not. though i rather be in tennis or bball now instead of drama (of course minus the warm ups and cool downs, oh and the physical,lol) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to sch, have math test tml, have not studied, doom. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well lets see what i can write right now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am stuck. ARGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time i could type word after word&lt;br /&gt;Now? i cant even type a word =_="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gonna try to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note the word TRY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110864416420866955?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110864416420866955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110864416420866955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_02_01_archive.html#110864416420866955' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110682856040994552</id><published>2005-01-27T04:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T04:22:40.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit!!&lt;br /&gt;STOP!&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!&lt;br /&gt;I mean NO shit &lt;br /&gt;You see, ms timg(form teach) hates that word and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have a math test tml &lt;br /&gt;and i have yet to start studying and revising for it&lt;br /&gt;in other words dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'm in deep shit&lt;br /&gt;dung i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, apart from that.&lt;br /&gt;This year is turning out to be a brillant and great one.&lt;br /&gt;There has been speculations of LnC season 1 DVDs coming out in mid June. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;And then....&lt;br /&gt;THE PRETENDER HAS ITS SEASON ONE DVD coming out in MARCH!!!!&lt;br /&gt;You can order it on Amazon now!&lt;br /&gt;What cha waiting for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i want an Electric Acoustic GUITAR~~~~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Like gong's one&lt;br /&gt;Cept not that ex&lt;br /&gt;I want to go and see the new stuff(guitar) at Peace center.&lt;br /&gt;Cheap there&lt;br /&gt;And good quality&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, &lt;br /&gt;MY dad was suppose to get A Lamborghini, but now he says that prob will not&lt;br /&gt;See how things go.&lt;br /&gt;it is a 50/50 thing now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FERRARI ROX!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have a ferrari calendar on my desk now&lt;br /&gt;*drool*&lt;br /&gt;Cars are the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V day is coming up, soo...&lt;br /&gt;YOU GUYS!!! STILL REMEMBER THE DEAL NOT??!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;YOOOHOOO!!!! &lt;br /&gt;calling all gong family memebers&lt;br /&gt;14-02-04 is now 14-02-05 (for obvious reasons)&lt;br /&gt;At the cow&lt;br /&gt;At marche&lt;br /&gt;At suntec&lt;br /&gt;Remember!!!&lt;br /&gt;Try to make it!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pleeaseee~!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Late also better than not turning up =)&lt;br /&gt;Just keep that in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, going back to trying to study&lt;br /&gt;Correction&lt;br /&gt;Going to try and study&lt;br /&gt;There is no back&lt;br /&gt;Never started studying yet&lt;br /&gt;heeeheee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i am simply delighted with the Econs MCQ results&lt;br /&gt;It was a great feeling&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of some stuff&lt;br /&gt;Kinda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..... go show later&lt;br /&gt;want to talk to candice&lt;br /&gt;my ankles hurt like shit&lt;br /&gt;Ting Tong has like all sort of h/w for us (please dont let her see this)&lt;br /&gt;And have to study for math&lt;br /&gt;and many many other things&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;Can;t wait for sat going out with bonbon aka morie aka (loadsastuff) aka candice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOING SHOPPING FOR CNY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat come fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SaRa- Ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110682856040994552?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110682856040994552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110682856040994552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110682856040994552' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110640754664320303</id><published>2005-01-22T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-22T07:25:46.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LnC rox!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, apart from the perfect cast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the fans that makes it great to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The LnC fanpool is like a huge family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Growing bigger by the month, just in the last week there was 2 new addition to the message board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even after 6 years since the show last aired, the show is still winning hearts of the old and young from all over the year. 16 year olds to 60 year olds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spirit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The joy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was checking out the Fanfic boards and realised that last time, there was this FoLC [fan of lois and Clark] who became blind and needed money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Folcs from all over helped out by writing fanfictions and then auctioning them off to other fans. All proceeds goes to the charity for that blind fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the rest of us who did not participate will still get to read these beautiful fanfictions. The catch is that we have to wait for a year before it gets published into the LnC Fanfic archives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking of the Fanfest held all over the world, and everyone coming together to help one another just warms my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have asked for help on the net, for my O level art exams , for essay qns, for anything i dont know or have questions or need ideas too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And everytime i get a response. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i think the one thing that is stable in my life is the message board, the fanfiction, the show and especially the FoLCs. At least, they are there for everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We [fans] can share our life stories, get help on issues we face, get encouragement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i feel down, i do a piece of fanart. And sometimes, the response i get just makes me feel that maybe i am not that useless after all. &lt;br /&gt;The kind comments and the helpful hands just makes the world seem like a better place suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am a typical nut.&lt;br /&gt;A stupid and crazy fan of a show&lt;br /&gt;A person living in fantasy&lt;br /&gt;A shadow of someone else's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least, &lt;br /&gt;I am happy being a nut&lt;br /&gt;I rejoice when i see the show&lt;br /&gt;I live in MY fantasy&lt;br /&gt;And ...&lt;br /&gt;I have someone to look up to&lt;br /&gt;Someone/thing who/which can enable me to strive for what i want&lt;br /&gt;Something to tell me nobody's perfect&lt;br /&gt;But it does not hurt to be imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my crazy boring and nonsensical (sp?) ramblings shall cease now. Better now than after i drive another person crazy ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take CarE~&lt;br /&gt;-FoLC-Sara- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110640754664320303?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110640754664320303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110640754664320303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110640754664320303' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110636539113349301</id><published>2005-01-21T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T19:43:11.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Antoher update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, the class had a BBQ and games outing at Mar's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candy, Jeremy, Mar and I were playing tennis from 4-5 or smth like that. Then we headed to her house. (Her room is so cool) Anyway, went to play Badminton later on then back to tennis again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The BBQ food was nice.. (though i did not eat it, just heard that it was good) I ate the hotdog only, so, not much comment there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENNIS WAS A BLAST!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was so damn fun! *wack*  love the noise made when the ball comes into contact with the racket.  Brillant sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, kinda injured my ankle alittle while playing, still pain right now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i went home at about 9.10 like that so did not stay that long, o well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went with Kev to go and Sign up for the SATs today. &lt;br /&gt;Howevere, they are closed on Sats, well, they are not really close, they just dont accept SAT registration on sats, weird eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked from Orchard MRT to the RELC centre, nuts. Ask him to take a cab also don't want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kino after that, i Bought 2 bookS!!!! Reading the Da Vinci Code now. Finally got myself to buy it, i dont really know what is so good abt it. Guess i'll just have to read and find out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao~!!!~!~!!~!~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110636539113349301?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110636539113349301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110636539113349301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110636539113349301' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110621795051351687</id><published>2005-01-20T02:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-20T02:45:50.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had an Econs test this week.&lt;br /&gt;Screwed up drama (well what i am suppose to do (get cip stuff))&lt;br /&gt;Mass PE was today and it was horrid.&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, yet so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, been conversing with Sid, a fellow FoLC who lives in Singapore. Ex Ijian from IJ Toa Payoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, been playing Bball!!!! WOOHOO!!! SO HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;I missed that game. &lt;br /&gt;I played a total of ...er.. of .. very little times [bball].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad cooked Sharkfins soup the day before yest [tuesday]. Yummy... &lt;br /&gt;Feeling very hungry now....&lt;br /&gt;There is American Idol tonight!! So.. I WILL CALL YOU TONIGHT CANDICE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha... followed by i-cant-remember-what show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, now for the best stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;&lt;b&gt; TERI WON THE GOLDEN GLOBES! &lt;/B&gt; for best performance by and Actress on a Tv show drama/comedy.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desperate housives won A Golden Globe as well, for best new comedy show. Woohoo! Yippieyayo. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oo, and Singapore is going to air the First ep (pilot ep) of DH on this coming monday!!!! at night!!! I'll make sure i catch it! (though i have already seen it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy for her[Teri]!! You go girL!&lt;br /&gt;I think 2005 will be a great year for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;DC has a new movie called Lost coming out, critcs say it is an award winning performace. Well, the trailer was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a one man kinda show, so it would be very very easy for a person to screw the whole thing, you need a strong actor and DC pulled through for them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just watched an LnC Vid, it was an ET interview [the famous one (to FoLC)] First time i saw it, and as usually, it was hillarious and the amt of chemistry they[teri and dean] bth had was WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to get back to playing the guitar again, abandoned it for one mth already, (too bust playing PF (percussion freaks Mix 7 (i think))) Haha, so dont kill me candice!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loads of nice songs these days, but never download anymore. Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because it is illegal.&lt;br /&gt;I know know, it has always beem right?&lt;br /&gt;What makes it so special now?&lt;br /&gt;well, cos i dont want to get caught!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;nice song.... would be..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;&lt;b&gt;Santa Monica -by- Savage Garden&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In Santa Monica, in the winter time, &lt;br /&gt;The lazy streets so undemanding &lt;br /&gt;I walk into the crowd &lt;br /&gt;In Santa Monica, you get your &lt;br /&gt;coffee from &lt;br /&gt;The coolest places on the &lt;br /&gt;promenade &lt;br /&gt;Where people dress just so &lt;br /&gt;Beauty so unavoidable, everywhere &lt;br /&gt;you turn &lt;br /&gt;It's there I sit and wonder what am I &lt;br /&gt;doing here? &lt;br /&gt;But on the telephone line I &lt;br /&gt;am anyone &lt;br /&gt;I am anything I want to be &lt;br /&gt;I could be a super model or &lt;br /&gt;Norman Mailer &lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't know the &lt;br /&gt;difference &lt;br /&gt;Or would you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Santa Monica, all the people got &lt;br /&gt;modern names &lt;br /&gt;Like Jake or Mandy &lt;br /&gt;And modern bodies too &lt;br /&gt;In Santa Monica, on the boulevard, &lt;br /&gt;You'll have to dodge those &lt;br /&gt;In-line skaters &lt;br /&gt;Or they'll knock you down &lt;br /&gt;I never felt so lonely, &lt;br /&gt;Never felt so out of place &lt;br /&gt;I never wanted something more &lt;br /&gt;than this &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on the telephone line I &lt;br /&gt;am anyone &lt;br /&gt;I am anything I want to be &lt;br /&gt;I could be a super model or &lt;br /&gt;Norman Mailer &lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't know the &lt;br /&gt;difference &lt;br /&gt;On the telephone line, I am &lt;br /&gt;any height &lt;br /&gt;I am any age I want to be &lt;br /&gt;I could be a caped crusader, or &lt;br /&gt;space invader &lt;br /&gt;And you wouldn't know &lt;br /&gt;the difference &lt;br /&gt;Or would you? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{repeat}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, what did i miss out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was fun, played all sorts of stuff in class, from Tennis to Bball, to Soccer with a tennis ball to throwing the tennis balls all ard.  ROFLMAO, damn fun!~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today there was this play in school about love , er, pretty interesting play but i dont understand why they are promoting BGR r/s as of now when during the PTM they were against it. haha.. and besides, the play puts ppl back at the beginning, to have or not to have that is the qn.. lol.. okok, not a direct quote from a shakespear play but... i just could not resist that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, body aching all over now , shall stop here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, now i remember! Eureka! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post about the LnC DVD! &lt;br /&gt;It is gonna come out on Dvd soon!!! wooohoo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;LNC ON DVD!!!! CANNOT WAIT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUST GET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully they will put extras and bloopers and interviews and the screening parts in as well!!!!! *prays hard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one more thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that all the victims of the recent devastating Tsunami will rest in peace or be safe from harm now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( i am refering to the ppl who died and those who were affected due to their deaths or the countries and everything else)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is very fortunate and i guess we will never be tired of hearing it. But, there may be one day where we wont be so lucky. And then, i hope singapore is prepared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall stop here with this quote&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"With every problem solved by Science, 10 more are created"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ra- TC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110621795051351687?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110621795051351687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110621795051351687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110621795051351687' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110542931393876700</id><published>2005-01-10T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T23:41:53.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am readign the LnC message boards...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are a bunch of jokers i'm telling ya.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, they had this pictures of DC in Las Vegas on the 8th of Jan. &lt;br /&gt;It's like OMG!!!!!!! JAN 8th!!!!!! too bad kevin they all weren't there long enough to catch him. &lt;br /&gt;Argh!!! then i would be able to get a pict of DC(not that i think they would bother taking a photo.. but a person can hope right?)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, in the photos, his shirt was untucked. Well, casual dressing for Red Carpet stuff, a shirt and pants. LOL. &lt;br /&gt;And then one fan commented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"WIll he ever learn to tuck in a shirt?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then another fan replied with, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'd be happy to teach him. Of course ... that would require that I stick my hands down his pants *drool* " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, bunch of jokers,they really crack me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this one picture of Jennifer Garner talking to Dean, and her hand was on his shoulders the whole time. I'm sure she was probably thinking "Ben? Ben who?" haha.. afterall, DC is so much better looking than Ben affleck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there is this thing about Princeton and where DC took acting lessons at.&lt;br /&gt;Well, apparently he took it in princeton together with Brooke Shields. God knows how, suddenly there was this information about him having thei spanish class and thus missing the NUDE OLYMPICS for sophmores. DAMN!!!!! That would have been hillarious. Seriously. Hahahhahaha..... &lt;br /&gt;the NUDE olympics. LoL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROfLMAO!!! can't stop laughing, sorry. hahaahahahhahaaha.. just imagine... LOL!!! hahhahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, high jump, sprints, swimming.. lmao!&lt;br /&gt;hahahahhahahahahhahahahhahahaha&lt;br /&gt;Hormones then has got to be higher than during Prom nights. Princeton seems to be such a nice place.... hope my cousin can go there... then i can ask him for their foolscape paper!! or badge.. or smth.. lmao.. ahh.. that'd be so great. But he applies for Harvard not princeton. And for who know's what reason. I mean, seriously lor, princeton is the top uni in USA. It is just not as well known as Harvard. But in movies these past couple of years, they have quit using harvard and are using princeton instead. o well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, and another thing. Teri hatcher will be singing in Ep11 of Desperate Housewives!!!! coool!!!!!! that's great!!! she can sing real well, unlike DC of course. LOL, i think all the fans agree with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know that Teri Hatcher actually IRCed more than once while LnC was on air last time? I mean, in the chatroom the fans have created? Even one of the producers, thus how the fans know what's going to happen in the following season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=6&gt;AHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/FONT&gt; i just read on the tvshowsondvd.com's website. Lois and Clark will be out this year!! and MOST LIKELY, the WHOLE ENTIRE SERIES!!!!! OMG~!!!!! i think i am gonna jump for the MOON!~!!!!! AHHH!!!!! WOOHOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=10&gt; =) &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i think i'll go and bathe &lt;br /&gt;Post again LaTer! (meybe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110542931393876700?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110542931393876700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110542931393876700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110542931393876700' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110509256835049691</id><published>2005-01-07T02:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T23:35:58.540-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a long time since i have updated.&lt;br /&gt;Cobwebs seem to be forming already.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, school started and T10 got combined with T22 to form 2t10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far it has been an interesting week. &lt;br /&gt;Loads of fun and interesting stuff. &lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I have learnt to look at things from a diff way. &lt;br /&gt;Like bro paul says : " Today is the beginning of the end of the last year of schooling ". Well, i guess with every end comes a new beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was thinking, (yes, i do think. lol) anyway, i was thinking that sometimes, the brave people are those who have the courage to seek the unknown. " I don't want to die, but i am not too keen on living either" I heard this somewhere, i cant seem to remember. And i felt that those who took their lives willingly and without force to escape this life are view upon as coward of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Courage is not the lack of fear, rather, it is the judgement that something else is more important than fear itself." Maybe like those soldiers who died in battle, or people hiding from their problems, they are not afraid, but rather they feel that death is more important than fear itself.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, who knows what happens after you die. Do you start over without remembering a thing? Do you become a ghost? Do you go to heaven or hell? or are you gonna just blank out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is so special about memories if we are going to forget it at the end then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, everyone is sentimental. They just want to hold on to memories some times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is dedicated to those people who died in the Tsunami, be not afraid of death friends, but be afraid of not dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The universe is part of this one cry &lt;br /&gt;In this strange land where all are born to die,&lt;br /&gt;Each tree and leaf and star shall have, &lt;br /&gt;The universe as part of this one cry. &lt;br /&gt;That every life is noted and is cherished, &lt;br /&gt;And nothing loved is ever lost or perished&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               - Anonymous&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the CCA pasar thing. I shouted till my voice is about to fail on me already. I feel a sore throat coming on (again). Anyway, some were dressed up, giving away this star thingys and masks. It was quite interesting. Hmm, some of the J2s came back. In total, there were ard 40+ ppl who signed up. Hopefully, they turn up for the first meeting. I don't think there is a decision as to what is going to be done for the first meeting. I mean, a.r (amazing r.)? or Ballon, etc games?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, Ms Ting is in charge of the class as the home tutor of 2t10. &lt;br /&gt;Eck.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, &lt;br /&gt;This reminds me, i have to get the duty roster done.&lt;br /&gt;Back to ms ting, it is the first week and she has already given us a test for GP. MyGod.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i've got to get some books to read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;tired. &lt;br /&gt;Shall take a nap first. &lt;br /&gt;Get some work done later on. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  saw Eternity the other night&lt;br /&gt;Like a great Ring of pure and endless light&lt;br /&gt;      All calm as it was bright;&lt;br /&gt;And round beneath it, Time, in hours, days, years,&lt;br /&gt;      Driven by the spheres,&lt;br /&gt;Like a vast shadow moved, in which the world&lt;br /&gt;      And all her train were hurled.&lt;br /&gt;The doting Lover in his quaintest strain&lt;br /&gt;      Did there complain;&lt;br /&gt;Near him, his lute, his fancy, and his flights,&lt;br /&gt;      Wit's sour delights;&lt;br /&gt;With gloves and knots, the silly snares of pleasure;&lt;br /&gt;      Yet his dear treasure&lt;br /&gt;All scattered lay, while he his eyes did pour&lt;br /&gt;      Upon a flower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darksome Statesman hung with weights and woe,&lt;br /&gt;Like a thick midnight fog, moved there so slow&lt;br /&gt;      He did nor stay nor go;&lt;br /&gt;Condemning thoughts, like sad eclipses, scowl&lt;br /&gt;      Upon his soul,&lt;br /&gt;And clouds of crying witnesses without&lt;br /&gt;      Pursued him with one shout.&lt;br /&gt;Yet digged the mole, and, lest his ways be found,&lt;br /&gt;      Worked under ground,&lt;br /&gt;Where he did clutch his prey; but One did see&lt;br /&gt;      That policy.&lt;br /&gt;Churches and altars fed him, perjuries&lt;br /&gt;      Were gnats and flies;&lt;br /&gt;It rained about him blood and tears, but he&lt;br /&gt;      Drank them as free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fearful Miser on a heap of rust&lt;br /&gt;Sat pining all his life there, did scarce trust&lt;br /&gt;      His own hands with the dust;&lt;br /&gt;Yet would not place one piece above, but lives&lt;br /&gt;      In fear of thieves.&lt;br /&gt;Thousands there were as frantic as himself,&lt;br /&gt;      And hugged each one his pelf.&lt;br /&gt;The downright Epicure placed heaven in sense&lt;br /&gt;      And scorned pretence;&lt;br /&gt;While others, slipped into a wide excess,&lt;br /&gt;      Said little less;&lt;br /&gt;The weaker sort, slight, trivial wares enslave,&lt;br /&gt;      Who think them brave;&lt;br /&gt;And poor despisèd Truth sat counting by&lt;br /&gt;      Their victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet some, who all this while did weep and sing,&lt;br /&gt;And sing and weep, soared up into the Ring;&lt;br /&gt;      But most would use no wing.&lt;br /&gt;'Oh, fools,' said I, 'thus to prefer dark night&lt;br /&gt;      Before true light,&lt;br /&gt;To live in grots and caves, and hate the day&lt;br /&gt;      Because it shows the way,&lt;br /&gt;The way which from this dead and dark abode&lt;br /&gt;      Leaps up to God,&lt;br /&gt;A way where you might tread the sun, and be&lt;br /&gt;      More bright than he.'&lt;br /&gt;But as I did their madness so discuss,&lt;br /&gt;      One whispered thus,&lt;br /&gt;This Ring the Bridegroom did for none provide&lt;br /&gt;      But for his Bride.&lt;br /&gt;                              -Henry Vaugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ra-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110509256835049691?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110509256835049691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110509256835049691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110509256835049691' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110390180195941148</id><published>2004-12-24T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T07:23:21.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CIAO!!!!!! hello!!! i'm back fromm.... europe!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;It was a long trip.&lt;br /&gt;Nice, made new friends.&lt;br /&gt;Actually enjoyed the last few days.&lt;br /&gt;London rocks and Paris rocks!!! &lt;br /&gt;But US of A is definetly irreplaceble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, christmas is coming!!!&lt;br /&gt;Joy to the world and everything else... haha... &lt;br /&gt;May it be another fruitful year to all.&lt;br /&gt;Peace to mankind and all.&lt;br /&gt;It is a time for giving.. so...&lt;br /&gt;Where's my pressie!??! lol, j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with twins and simmie and char and rach today.&lt;br /&gt;Exchanged pressies.&lt;br /&gt;took photos&lt;br /&gt;And enjoyed ourselves greatly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishlist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do well for exams next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A storybook!!!! One in particular. Can't seem to find it in Europe and London. And not even the supplier for kino can supply that book. Only other hope is borders and or amazon. When I Think of You - Liz Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving license&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100000000000000000 bucks ;) lol j/k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish that dreams come true to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that should be all i guess.. at least right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(free the world, let them know it's christmas time)&lt;br /&gt;Nice line from a song.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, this is just a brief update.. oh my dear computer... missed it so much....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol, ciao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonna souera!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-dC-SaRa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110390180195941148?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110390180195941148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110390180195941148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110390180195941148' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110217689547725437</id><published>2004-12-04T08:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T08:14:55.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fly Me To The Moon - Dinah Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In other words&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;please be true&lt;br /&gt;I love you.*        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;and let me play among the stars&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what spring is like&lt;br /&gt;on Jupiter and Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;Darling, kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with song&lt;br /&gt;and let me sing forever more&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for&lt;br /&gt;all I worship and adore&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;yes, be true&lt;br /&gt;mmm...in other words&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for&lt;br /&gt;All i worship and adore&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;please be true&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. Westlife did a version of this song too. Maybe i'll go listen to it later. My dad bought the cd that day, along with the Blade VCD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling is on Channel 5 now.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Peru is now the 54th Ms World. &lt;br /&gt;I think it is 54th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are starting to feel heavy, but i dont want to sleep to soon. I just got some Lionel Richie songs. They are great. This reminds me, i have to make a playlist of oldies, sentimental songs and other playlists for my Zen Touch for when i go on hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that i got a new bag? &lt;br /&gt;YEa, I GOT ONE! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, it is not the one i had started out looking for, &lt;br /&gt;but it is good none the less&lt;br /&gt;and much much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;It is 1/4 of the price of the bag i was originally searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gone to the Ferrari shop to ask whether they had the bag&lt;br /&gt;but they said it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;I also asked my dad to help me get the bag from the Ferrari workshop, &lt;br /&gt;but my dad say that the whole boss family have gone to China for holiday&lt;br /&gt;and will only be back... well lets say that i will be on my hols then too.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having trouble with my camera, &lt;br /&gt;Cant seem to get it bright!!!&lt;br /&gt;Out of 5 of my manual functions, 3 modes causes the photo to appear shaded like black.&lt;br /&gt;and the remainging two? Well, one is bright but the  shuttle speed is crap.&lt;br /&gt;And the other one, it is bright but the shuttle speed is even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the auto functions, &lt;br /&gt;The shuttle speed is horrendous when i off the flash.&lt;br /&gt;The main prob is, i hate having to turn on the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means.... more studyinG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would be over and done with studying for the next month, &lt;br /&gt;but nooooooo... i am sooo wrong! it is one thing after another.&lt;br /&gt;I got to learn the functions of my cam all over again.&lt;br /&gt;And... I got to start brushing up my french again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, i am gonna go to france for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And all i can say is hello, thank you, bye, so-so, good afternoon, goodnight, see you later and a few other words. Including cursing in french. &lt;br /&gt;Eg phrases - You bloody idiot&lt;br /&gt;- You bloody f*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh, and my bro can say f* you with cheese on top in french. Like how is that suppose to help me survive there?!? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough of all these crude words.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it. &lt;br /&gt;But... still use it when i am damn ( ;) ) pissed. &lt;br /&gt;Opps, just said damn.&lt;br /&gt;Man! when will i learn to stop saying crude words.&lt;br /&gt;Even the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;OH no, damn again.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!! forgetit, i am going ard in circles.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just decided, &lt;br /&gt;i shall refrain from using an short forms of typing, like "u", "ur", "esp", "hav" and many more.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make sure my sentences are complete. &lt;br /&gt;*Scrolls up to check previous words.* &lt;br /&gt;Opps, starting from now then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden change?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the people on the Lois and Clark Message Boards disagree with the usuage of short forms that are not approved in the english dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;They tend to feel that it is quite horrible.&lt;br /&gt;And I agree to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how bad my command of the english language has became over the months.&lt;br /&gt;It won't harm anyone by trying to type grammatically (sp?) correct, and make sure the vocabulary if right too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but who am i kidding. &lt;br /&gt;Opps. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, *Laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;I think it should be okay to type LoL.&lt;br /&gt;It is not exactly something which i would use when writing an essay.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah is so funny as he blah blah blah. LoL. Thus this creates a sense of amusement.&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... that would be nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Or how about if i just suddenly decide to speak what i am thinking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;*Friend Cracks a joke*&lt;br /&gt;And instead of me laughing, i say..  " L-O-L, I agree " &lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... maybe i am just too tired and am going nuts. &lt;br /&gt;You reckon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to the nutty person on.... this blog. =p&lt;br /&gt;-sara- =) - Take care! -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110217689547725437?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110217689547725437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110217689547725437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110217689547725437' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110217679157717823</id><published>2004-12-04T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-04T08:13:11.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fly Me To The Moon - Dinah Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*In other words&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;please be true&lt;br /&gt;I love you.*        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't you fly me to the moon&lt;br /&gt;and let me play among the stars&lt;br /&gt;Let me see what spring is like&lt;br /&gt;on Jupiter and Mars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;hold my hand&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;Darling, kiss me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fill my heart with song&lt;br /&gt;and let me sing forever more&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for&lt;br /&gt;all I worship and adore&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;yes, be true&lt;br /&gt;mmm...in other words&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I long for&lt;br /&gt;All i worship and adore&lt;br /&gt;In other words&lt;br /&gt;please be true&lt;br /&gt;In other words, &lt;br /&gt;I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice song. Westlife did a version of this song too. Maybe i'll go listen to it later. My dad bought the cd that day, along with the Blade VCD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrestling is on Channel 5 now.&lt;br /&gt;Ms Peru is now the 54th Ms World. &lt;br /&gt;I think it is 54th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eyes are starting to feel heavy, but i dont want to sleep to soon. I just got some Lionel Richie songs. They are great. This reminds me, i have to make a playlist of oldies, sentimental songs and other playlists for my Zen Touch for when i go on hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that i got a new bag? &lt;br /&gt;YEa, I GOT ONE! &lt;br /&gt;Okay, it is not the one i had started out looking for, &lt;br /&gt;but it is good none the less&lt;br /&gt;and much much cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;It is 1/4 of the price of the bag i was originally searching for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had gone to the Ferrari shop to ask whether they had the bag&lt;br /&gt;but they said it was sold out.&lt;br /&gt;I also asked my dad to help me get the bag from the Ferrari workshop, &lt;br /&gt;but my dad say that the whole boss family have gone to China for holiday&lt;br /&gt;and will only be back... well lets say that i will be on my hols then too.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am having trouble with my camera, &lt;br /&gt;Cant seem to get it bright!!!&lt;br /&gt;Out of 5 of my manual functions, 3 modes causes the photo to appear shaded like black.&lt;br /&gt;and the remainging two? Well, one is bright but the  shuttle speed is crap.&lt;br /&gt;And the other one, it is bright but the shuttle speed is even worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the auto functions, &lt;br /&gt;The shuttle speed is horrendous when i off the flash.&lt;br /&gt;The main prob is, i hate having to turn on the flash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means.... more studyinG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i would be over and done with studying for the next month, &lt;br /&gt;but nooooooo... i am sooo wrong! it is one thing after another.&lt;br /&gt;I got to learn the functions of my cam all over again.&lt;br /&gt;And... I got to start brushing up my french again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, i am gonna go to france for holiday.&lt;br /&gt;And all i can say is hello, thank you, bye, so-so, good afternoon, goodnight, see you later and a few other words. Including cursing in french. &lt;br /&gt;Eg phrases - You bloody idiot&lt;br /&gt;- You bloody f*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. oh, and my bro can say f* you with cheese on top in french. Like how is that suppose to help me survive there?!? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok, enough of all these crude words.&lt;br /&gt;Hate it. &lt;br /&gt;But... still use it when i am damn ( ;) ) pissed. &lt;br /&gt;Opps, just said damn.&lt;br /&gt;Man! when will i learn to stop saying crude words.&lt;br /&gt;Even the slightest.&lt;br /&gt;Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;OH no, damn again.&lt;br /&gt;WAIT!! forgetit, i am going ard in circles.&lt;br /&gt;hahahaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just decided, &lt;br /&gt;i shall refrain from using an short forms of typing, like "u", "ur", "esp", "hav" and many more.&lt;br /&gt;I shall make sure my sentences are complete. &lt;br /&gt;*Scrolls up to check previous words.* &lt;br /&gt;Opps, starting from now then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the sudden change?&lt;br /&gt;Well, the people on the Lois and Clark Message Boards disagree with the usuage of short forms that are not approved in the english dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;They tend to feel that it is quite horrible.&lt;br /&gt;And I agree to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;But seeing how bad my command of the english language has became over the months.&lt;br /&gt;It won't harm anyone by trying to type grammatically (sp?) correct, and make sure the vocabulary if right too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, but who am i kidding. &lt;br /&gt;Opps. &lt;br /&gt;I mean, *Laugh out loud*&lt;br /&gt;I think it should be okay to type LoL.&lt;br /&gt;It is not exactly something which i would use when writing an essay.&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah blah is so funny as he blah blah blah. LoL. Thus this creates a sense of amusement.&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... that would be nuts.&lt;br /&gt;Or how about if i just suddenly decide to speak what i am thinking out loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;*Friend Cracks a joke*&lt;br /&gt;And instead of me laughing, i say..  " L-O-L, I agree " &lt;br /&gt;*-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm... maybe i am just too tired and am going nuts. &lt;br /&gt;You reckon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to the nutty person on.... this blog. =p&lt;br /&gt;-sara- =) - Take care! -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110217679157717823?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110217679157717823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110217679157717823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110217679157717823' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110213882404782004</id><published>2004-12-03T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-03T21:40:24.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just took the SATs and i screwed it up so badly.&lt;br /&gt;I think i am going to do really horrible for this test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i will retake it in March again.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to Europe on Tues, but there are still alot of things i have to do. Like packing the luggage. And boxing everything in my room for the renovation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda tired now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall continue blogging at a later time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110213882404782004?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110213882404782004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110213882404782004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110213882404782004' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110188343032306584</id><published>2004-11-30T22:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-30T22:43:50.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything is falling neatly into place. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least i need not worry that much for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I manage to get promoted.&lt;br /&gt;Donn is coming with us on the trip to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;This would mean a not SO boring trip.&lt;br /&gt;There would be someone to crap to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the europe trip is ex. &lt;br /&gt;Each person has to have at least 500 pounds. &lt;br /&gt;This excludes shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip there itself would cost my dad god knows how many K.&lt;br /&gt;The renovation for the house would cost my dad ard 80k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, everything is getting so expensive.&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is life.&lt;br /&gt;The SATS are of Sat, and i have yet to practice a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;My brain does not want to acknowledge that it is important&lt;br /&gt;Though i know it is.&lt;br /&gt;Too lazy maybe.&lt;br /&gt;But more towards the cant be bothered anymore side&lt;br /&gt;After all, how can i?&lt;br /&gt;The main reason and motivation to do well for the SATs was to&lt;br /&gt;be able to go overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Now that my dad is saying cant&lt;br /&gt;And my mom is saying the same too&lt;br /&gt;So what the SATs stand for it now just another exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, forget about all this.&lt;br /&gt;Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;Study hard and do your best right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering now&lt;br /&gt;Without my friends &lt;br /&gt;I doubt i would have been able to pass this sup papers at all.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you my dear dear dear friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110188343032306584?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110188343032306584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110188343032306584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110188343032306584' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110164477628522278</id><published>2004-11-28T04:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-28T04:26:16.286-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okok... time to update ppl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the sup papers are over. I hope i can get promoted, but i rather not speak of examinations right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from the cruise. It was really fun. I brought my guitar along, though i did not exactly played it alot. My mom had to leave the ship due to an emergency. Dun ask why. Its too weird to say. Lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On board, i met Shaun, Kevin and no one else that i knew. Oh ya, this family from my block were there. Anyway, played guitar freaks. Was horrible at it. Played alittle basketball, but for some weird reason, i just lost interest at playing it the past 2 days. And that is REALLY weird. Perhaps it is a sign that i am going nuts? Anyways, I also learnt to play mahjong. Quite fun actually... cept the fact that My bro and Kevin always win. So it kinda started to become boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I did play alittle basketball. The wind was very strong and all, so it was very shiok. lol, and i beat Kevin at ABC !!!! YEA! I also brought my zen touch along, but it was alittle too noisy to be able to listen to music at most areas, and since i do not wish to spoil my ear drums by blasting it to make it louder than the surrounding sound, i decided not to listen to it as much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then last night was walking on the top deck with kev and did you know that one side of the ship is totally windy and the other side is like not windy? Oh, and i found one more brillant spot to be at now on the ship. Right beside the basketball court, there is this slope which is actually the top of the ship and if you actually lay there, you can see the stars, enjoy the peace and night and it is really nice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were alot of stars last night and the previous night and ahh... there are just ALOT of stars everynight. Too bad singapore is too bring and polluted to see that many stars, it was really very nice. And the lightning was nice too. The sea, just everything. Kinda makes one feel like you are bondind with the sky. haha, really weird but nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole trip was more fun than i had expected it to be when i left the house on friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i am gonna go to Europe for the hols on the 7th of Dec. Rather go to America though, i'd be so much more fun. Freedom. Company. And just nice. I just think that America is nicer than Europe, but who knows, afterall, i've never been to Europe yet. Maybe this trip will prove me wrong, or maybe it would make me hate Europe just as much as i hate Korea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I wanna go to AMERICA!!!!! Staying in Singapore is not that bad either. Can play PF and watch movies and hand out with my friends. That'd be great. Hmmm, shall see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOO, i remember the last time i wanted to stay in Singapore was cos they were showing LnC and i did not want to miss a single ep, so i did not want to go overseas.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Maybe i could write a letter saying how much i love LnC and wished that they would air it again. Who knows, they may just do that. Afterall, the last time i wrote i won a 20 bucks Hardrock cafe F&amp;B voucher. Din collect it though, but they did repeat the whole Season 4 over again. I just wished they had repeated season one two or three, those are the seasons i dun have on tape. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, soon enough, hopefully WB does not change it's mind, LnC would be out on DVD by next year. But, that'd be season one only, nvm, it beats nothing at all. So... SUPPORT LNC ON DVD!!!! I'll put the link to the petition for LnC on DVD in my next post, too lazy to find it now. Afterall, even if WB did issue an official statement that id be out next year, it's better to continue to petition until it really is out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara- this is one looong post&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110164477628522278?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110164477628522278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110164477628522278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110164477628522278' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110059694996983985</id><published>2004-11-16T01:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T01:22:29.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saccharine Smile &lt;br /&gt;by Donots &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Album : Amplify The Good Times &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She plays boys like a game of cards&lt;br /&gt;And dances to the beat of breaking hearts but&lt;br /&gt;She ain´t no beauty queen to me&lt;br /&gt;She´s all wrapped up in plastic skin&lt;br /&gt;Her bad disguise won´t take me in cause&lt;br /&gt;She ain´t no beauty queen to me&lt;br /&gt;I see through her smile&lt;br /&gt;I don´t trust these eyes&lt;br /&gt;She´s a walking lie&lt;br /&gt;I see through her smile&lt;br /&gt;She´s as cold as ice&lt;br /&gt;I´ll stay away from &lt;br /&gt;The girl with the saccharine smile&lt;br /&gt;I don´t believe a word from her dead lips&lt;br /&gt;Don´t like the way she moves her hips, no!&lt;br /&gt;She ain´t no sugarcube to me&lt;br /&gt;And she knows she´s better than the rest&lt;br /&gt;Well, arrogance is godliness but&lt;br /&gt;She ain´t no beauty queen to me &lt;br /&gt;She ain´t no beauty queen to me - yeah!&lt;br /&gt;I see through her smile&lt;br /&gt;I don´t trust these eyes&lt;br /&gt;She´s a walking lie&lt;br /&gt;I see through her smile&lt;br /&gt;She´s not worth my while&lt;br /&gt;And she don´t touch me&lt;br /&gt;The girl with the saccharine (smile)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE!!!!! GREAT SONG!!! you guys should hear it!!! If only i can figure out the code to put a song on my blog i would put it man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-fingers pain from playing guitar after not touching it for so long-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110059694996983985?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110059694996983985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110059694996983985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110059694996983985' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-110023887838066030</id><published>2004-11-11T21:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-11T21:54:38.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am 17!! ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went out with Gong, Uncle, Tawn, Simmie, Sis and Vic.&lt;br /&gt;We took photos and went to watch The Forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;It was smth diff. Quite strange..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that there was this part with the ailens and all!!!! haha... damn cool sia. Alittle weird and funny. I mean, who knows, there maybe aliens out there just like in the show. Maybe we actuallly have a brother or sis that we can't remember. Maybe our memories were erased. Who knows. Maybe life is just a coverup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;br /&gt;O&lt;br /&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;L&lt;br /&gt;E&lt;br /&gt;R&lt;br /&gt;S&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these were the presents i got from the gong family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Gong , Stepgrandma, Uncle and Grandma&lt;br /&gt;It was a 3 part pressie&lt;br /&gt;- A inflatable pen. Very cute&lt;br /&gt;- This purple feathery string thingy&lt;br /&gt;- Red underwear. (okok, i'll remember to wear it if i ever want to play superman. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sis&lt;br /&gt;- 2 cute Famous Amous Lollicoo (lol, smth me and simmie came up with. Cookies on a stick made to look like a lollipop)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Twins&lt;br /&gt;- Superman MUG!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Vic&lt;br /&gt;- Glow in the dark star thingys. Quite cool. I Love stars..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Simmie&lt;br /&gt;- This turtle toy.. Got flower one.. hahaha... flowery turtle.. very cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)My parents&lt;br /&gt;- My mom gave me 80 bucks in the  chen(tan) angbao. I love that angbao. Apparently Auntie Deborah had it specially made. I think 100 peices with our surname in chinese on it in gold color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Auntie Fe&lt;br /&gt;- T-shirt.. Nice!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) May&lt;br /&gt;- A 3 quarts pants. haha.. love them. Can wear it at home. So comfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all. I'll put the photos up soon when i transfer them onto my com. &lt;br /&gt;I want to get this bag that looks cool... but.. o well.. hmm... &lt;br /&gt;Well, gtg study now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!! -Sara-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-110023887838066030?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110023887838066030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/110023887838066030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110023887838066030' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109989639881087318</id><published>2004-11-07T22:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T22:46:38.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is everyone out to shape everyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so you go through the aches and pains&lt;br /&gt;And finally gave birth to a child.&lt;br /&gt;But does that put you in charge of their lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe parents feel that their kids are clays,&lt;br /&gt;Meant to be moulded. &lt;br /&gt;If you left a child in the wilderness &lt;br /&gt;Without tell it what to do &lt;br /&gt;Or what to eat&lt;br /&gt;I bet it would turn out very differently from the way we bring kids up these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take for instance my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;My cousin  (my aunt's kid) is not allowed to speak singlish.&lt;br /&gt;Ya,i know singlish is not exactly correct&lt;br /&gt;With all the lahs and and mahs everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;But how can you make a person NOT speak a language where the enviroment he is being brought up in is using it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember my cousin always got scolded when he did not use "proper" english.&lt;br /&gt;Even the maids were not allowed to say lah and leh and stuff like that&lt;br /&gt;So now, my cousin,6, is very smart and has a great command of his english&lt;br /&gt;When he does something wrong or if he did not hear what you had just said he would say, "pardon me". For crying out loud! this kid is 6!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon ME?!?!&lt;br /&gt;This is becoming nuts.&lt;br /&gt;But that's not the main topic of today.&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic of discussion is....&lt;br /&gt;drumroll please...&lt;br /&gt;*dum dum dum dum dum dum*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt; Should Homosexuality be tolerated? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo, touchy topic.&lt;br /&gt;My stand is with YES! It should be tolerated.&lt;br /&gt;And NO! i am NOT homo so don't anyone think that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do people discriminate again these people? &lt;br /&gt;Are they different from us "normal" people?&lt;br /&gt;What do *you* call love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To love a person, as in really love a person and not those shallow crushes would mean to see their soul and like themselves fully.&lt;br /&gt;So why must it be a guy for a girl &lt;br /&gt;Or a girl for a guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't you like someone from of same gender?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, if you like a person for who s/he really is then that's true love.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares if it's a dog or a cat or a monkey.&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, That's what love is about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think society has instilled too too many rules in us. &lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep us "in line" with what they percieve is right for us&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the only reason why the gov sides with girl guy relationships and not girlgirl or guyguy ones would be cos&lt;br /&gt;Girl + Guy + Sex = More kids&lt;br /&gt;Where as&lt;br /&gt;Girl + Girl + Sex = ??? Pleasure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, with all the birth problems singapore is facing &lt;br /&gt;I'm sure they would not want another one where girls are with girls and guys are with guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine being brought up in a society where it is right to date a person of the same gender and wrong to date a person of a diff gender.&lt;br /&gt;We would all be discriminating against diff gender relationships.&lt;br /&gt;So is this not the same for us now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i say, Let homos be homos and let everyone be.&lt;br /&gt;As long as no one is hurt and true love prevails, alls okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know god created "adam and eve not adam and steve" as i quote from a friend's speech that time. But God could have easily created Adam and Steve as easy as he could have created Adam and Eve. &lt;br /&gt;How about the virgin Mary? Does it mean that girls should stay away from guys and remain virgins? Or that without a sperm donar you are able to concieve? Nah, Adam and Eve are miracles and part of a story of god just like the |Virgin Mary is. After all , if there was only Adam and Steve instead, where did the rest of the population come from? We need someone to help get the ball rolling right?&lt;br /&gt;Why must people in this country be against these stuff?&lt;br /&gt;It'd be mature of them to just let bygones be bygones and stop discriminating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we continue this way &lt;br /&gt;With non stop hatered for one another over nothing,&lt;br /&gt;It will never end.&lt;br /&gt;People will alway find something else &lt;br /&gt;If not create something&lt;br /&gt;To make sure they'd win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the end of what i have to say regarding this issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala.... Now that i am done with some weird babbling, i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;=_= zZzZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta study.&lt;br /&gt;Rest over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109989639881087318?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109989639881087318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109989639881087318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109989639881087318' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109983103583708662</id><published>2004-11-07T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T04:42:45.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vertical horizon - Best I ever had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away &lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay &lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's quite the same now &lt;br /&gt;I just say your name now &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad &lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;You don't want me back &lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you stole my world &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm just a phony &lt;br /&gt;Remembering the girl &lt;br /&gt;Leaves me down and lonely &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Send it in a letter &lt;br /&gt;Make yourself feel better &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad &lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;You don't need me back &lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it may take some time to &lt;br /&gt;Patch me up inside &lt;br /&gt;But I can't take it so I &lt;br /&gt;Run away and hide &lt;br /&gt;And I may find in time that &lt;br /&gt;You were always right &lt;br /&gt;You're always right &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you sailed away &lt;br /&gt;Into a grey sky morning &lt;br /&gt;Now I'm here to stay &lt;br /&gt;Love can be so boring &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was it you wanted &lt;br /&gt;Could it be I'm haunted &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus &lt;br /&gt;But it's not so bad &lt;br /&gt;You're only the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;I don't want you back &lt;br /&gt;You're just the best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;The best I ever had &lt;br /&gt;The best I ever &lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin has just gone home. &lt;br /&gt;Home is cold again.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the previous lifestyle.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my brother never talking to one another&lt;br /&gt;Alone at home&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that when my cousin was here.&lt;br /&gt;We were like a family.&lt;br /&gt;My brother and i actualy spoke to one another&lt;br /&gt;We played till late and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;br /&gt;Sometimes having a family is what one needs to feel better&lt;br /&gt;But then again.&lt;br /&gt;NAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My b'dae is on thursday!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I want to go out with my friends to eat lunch!!&lt;br /&gt;But i've not asked anyone of them yet.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe go to american club?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe just go and see a movie?&lt;br /&gt;No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, &lt;br /&gt;In the last 2 years, &lt;br /&gt;the only presents i have gotten were from my friends&lt;br /&gt;and from my maid.&lt;br /&gt;None from my family&lt;br /&gt;Hell, they barely even remember it &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So b'daes are now only an excuse to spend time with my friends&lt;br /&gt;To just hang out &lt;br /&gt;And a reminder that you do have friends&lt;br /&gt;haha.. to joke around&lt;br /&gt;And get presents!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Not really,&lt;br /&gt;But being with my friends would be great presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder whether my parents will give me presents this year?&lt;br /&gt;I mean i hinted that my bdae was coming.&lt;br /&gt;Hinted, but all i got was a blank look&lt;br /&gt;And not a single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Guess thats what it's gonna be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, one things good bout bdaeS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Its an excuse!&lt;br /&gt;An excuse to get my cousin to stay over at my house &lt;br /&gt;To go out and have fun&lt;br /&gt;To feel that it's the only day to be.. i dont know older&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i kinda hate bdays.&lt;br /&gt;People treat you differently&lt;br /&gt;You know?&lt;br /&gt;They think "oh bday" so it's a big deal kinda thing&lt;br /&gt;Like you won't get scolded.&lt;br /&gt;It's a good feeling and all.&lt;br /&gt;But not what i want.&lt;br /&gt;I just want a day with my friends&lt;br /&gt;all together again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How i wish this year could be like last year.&lt;br /&gt;My friends coming over at 9am and waking me up!!!&lt;br /&gt;hhahahaha... thanks guys! But quite shocking to open my eyes and see you all there.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to eat pizza.&lt;br /&gt;The only bday cake i had was the one the gang and candice chipped in to buy me one.&lt;br /&gt;And that dress!!! Oh boy.&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe i wore it to grad lunch. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-deleted-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat lunch and go to kino and get a superman comic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT!!! why am i writing all these.&lt;br /&gt;Guess have too much time on my hands. &lt;br /&gt;gonna delete it.&lt;br /&gt;done&lt;br /&gt;lalala.. gonna go now. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109983103583708662?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109983103583708662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109983103583708662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#109983103583708662' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109911938587893647</id><published>2004-10-29T23:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-29T23:56:25.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"I'd like to say to everyone to be positive and know that people write things to be contrary and make trouble. Words hurt and there are some actresses that read things and are hurt. Computers are the pen of the 21st century and the pen is mightier than the sword, so think before you write things."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Dean Cain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like that small speech he made before leaving the MSN group chat. Well, that's the closest i've been to ever meeting the feller. Sometimes i wonder how people can be smart yet look good, or maybe all of these celebraties worship stuff were just the imagination of hopefuls who wish to think that their creations are reality. Afterall, actors are still human are they not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that probably does not make any sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Halloween is around the corner and i'm eager to go trick or treating. But i've never been cos no one wanted to go with me. &lt;br /&gt;However, i found out that my brother and cousin were going trick or treating THIS SUNDAY together and i want to follow them!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;My cousin is getting his costume and my bro has yet to find one. &lt;br /&gt;But o well, i have to do project work. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully we'll end earlier so i can go with them. &lt;br /&gt;But the costume is still a prob&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i can kop some candies from my cous and bro. &lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sick these past few days. &lt;br /&gt;Bleah. &lt;br /&gt;Don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;And PW is due on monday including he presentation.&lt;br /&gt;I broke the news of my results to my parents and now..&lt;br /&gt;I am not suppose to listen to music.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to candice&lt;br /&gt;And study for the sup papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH la. It is probably cos of these that i did so badly.&lt;br /&gt;I did seldom touch my com &lt;br /&gt;cos i studied on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;I also STUDIED!!! &lt;br /&gt;I actually did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NVM, my new plan.&lt;br /&gt;Prove that i am not stupid&lt;br /&gt;do well&lt;br /&gt;and study as hard as ah gong&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... that way i can enjoy my hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what'd ya'll think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara wrote here at 5.40 pm - What a coinkidink! I was here too.~ (lame) heee.. coinkidink. hmm, nice word.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109911938587893647?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109911938587893647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109911938587893647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109911938587893647' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109843714132046952</id><published>2004-10-22T02:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-22T02:25:41.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hush now, don't you cry&lt;br /&gt;Wipe away the teardrop from your eye&lt;br /&gt;You're lying safe in bed&lt;br /&gt;It was all a bad dream&lt;br /&gt;Spinning in your head&lt;br /&gt;Your mind tricked you to feel the pain&lt;br /&gt;Of someone close to you leaving the game of life&lt;br /&gt;So here it is, another chance&lt;br /&gt;Wide awake you face the day&lt;br /&gt;Your dream is over...or has it just begun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics from Silent Lucidity, Written by Chris &lt;br /&gt;DeGarmo, Queensryche (c) 1990&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This poem was from a LnC fanfic. I liked it so i decided on pasting it here. I am too upset about the exam results so i will not touch on what had happnened or what i have gotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes to look like nothing is wrong is not as hard as acting like nothing is wrong. &lt;br /&gt;I just want to scream out how sad i am about the results.&lt;br /&gt;Yet my mind just won't let me.&lt;br /&gt;I try to convince myself this is not the end.&lt;br /&gt;Decieving myself constantly.&lt;br /&gt;losing hold of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got my results i realised i had lost all purpose of studying&lt;br /&gt;I realised that what drove me to study last time, was not to lose&lt;br /&gt;Not to be looked down upon. &lt;br /&gt;Not to lose to my cousins. &lt;br /&gt;I mean i probably already did on the average.&lt;br /&gt;But i still needed to prove to myself that i can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i had forgotten about it. &lt;br /&gt;Up till i got back my results.&lt;br /&gt;The lack of motivation.&lt;br /&gt;At first i thought it was cos i did not have the my good friends as silent motivators&lt;br /&gt;But then i realise, it was not only that.&lt;br /&gt;I realised that, i lost my will of not wanting to lose&lt;br /&gt;To fight till the end&lt;br /&gt;To never give up&lt;br /&gt;To be competitive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have to find back that part which had slipped away oh so silently.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am on the way to getting it back&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, i am already who i was last year&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, this was all a lesson. &lt;br /&gt;One which i am highly grateful for&lt;br /&gt;I still have a chance to do well&lt;br /&gt;I still have a chance to prove myself&lt;br /&gt;To understand who i am.&lt;br /&gt;To have confidence again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, i have learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109843714132046952?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109843714132046952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109843714132046952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109843714132046952' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109810100971316325</id><published>2004-10-18T04:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-18T05:03:29.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/P/punknames/1041060450_resredaura.jpg" border="0" alt="red aura"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your aura shines Red!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/punknames/quizzes/What%20Color%20Is%20Your%20Aura%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Color Is Your Aura?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;Not really accurate.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/V/vinacross/1045377151_StuffSmirk.gif" border="0" alt="Smirk"&gt;&lt;br&gt;You're the smirk,a frown-smile hybrid that's a&lt;br&gt;little bit cocky and usually associated with&lt;br&gt;evil or arrogant,but attractive people.You&lt;br&gt;probably just don't give a damn,but it's&lt;br&gt;everyone else's fault if you don't because&lt;br&gt;you're too awesome to have any real faults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/vinacross/quizzes/What%20Kind%20of%20Smile%20are%20You%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What Kind of Smile are You?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not very true either. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.quizilla.com/I/Iceangel143/1073227864_uresyellow.JPG" border="0" alt="If an Electric Dragon flies by your house, all the electic appliences over surge and your TV flickers..."&gt;&lt;br&gt;Your an electric Dragon! Well, Well, Well, Speedy!&lt;br&gt;Electic dragons are just do darn quick, which&lt;br&gt;means you must be quick at something. Whether&lt;br&gt;its running, swimming, or answering questions,&lt;br&gt;you are super speed. But of course, you have a&lt;br&gt;craze for video games or computers. You can&lt;br&gt;play amazingly at any game or at least try to.&lt;br&gt;Go you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://quizilla.com/users/Iceangel143/quizzes/What%20elemental%20dragon%20are%20you%3F/"&gt; &lt;font size="-1"&gt;What elemental dragon are you?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;BR&gt; &lt;font size="-3"&gt;brought to you by &lt;a href="http://quizilla.com"&gt;Quizilla&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... anyway. too tired to update after today's trekking throught the Bukit Timah Nature Reserve area. So tiring!!!! and steep and slipery and did i mention tiring? Okok.. stopping here .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SarA-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109810100971316325?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109810100971316325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109810100971316325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109810100971316325' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109767697403488515</id><published>2004-10-13T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-13T07:16:14.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>And here it is, yet another post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are officially over and now i see people studying away so hard. Well, all the best to those who are studying! Do well and don't dissapoint yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had an idol before? &lt;br /&gt;I mean, not a celebraty or fictional character, rather, a human whom you know. &lt;br /&gt;Well i have 2 idols. But shall not say who. One is so full of spunk that really makes me wish i could learn to be like her, not forgetting she is smart, and pretty and able to control a situation. But she ain't no bitch. &lt;br /&gt;Nope, she is not a bimbo or a bitch or anything, she is just very frank and i like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this other person, really smart, decieving, cunning, able to manipulate well, and a really great pretender. &lt;br /&gt;You never know what is real and can never believe a thing. &lt;br /&gt;That is really good... as in, in life if you are able to trick ppl into thinking what you say is the truth, then well, it would be a whole lot easier doing business. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So an ultimate combination of both would mean, wow! &lt;br /&gt;The best person, a real future CEO or president of a country. Now that's what i am talking bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppose to go and get a camera today but i did not cos i took a nap and then slept till 5. &lt;br /&gt;I am also having a prob as to whether to get a cam or not, to spend that sort of money. &lt;br /&gt;Plus my parents dun want to get a laptop for my bro and don't allow him to get one for himself with his money, so if i did buy a cam, would all hell break lose then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! i have 2 fictional idols. Lois Lane and Lex Luthor from LnC.&lt;br /&gt;Lois is like feisty and hardworking and bites the head of anyone who disturbs her.&lt;br /&gt;Yet she is so soulful and sentimental at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;In short, there's a reason why she has the nick 'Mad-Dog-Lane'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this person who is a typical rags to riches. &lt;br /&gt;Manipulationg again, etc etc. cept the killing part, i dun really like that part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Lois would be a mirror of the first human idol.&lt;br /&gt;And Lex would be a mirror of the second human idol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like sitcom. &lt;br /&gt;Don't you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SaRa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109767697403488515?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109767697403488515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109767697403488515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109767697403488515' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109757957182305080</id><published>2004-10-12T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-12T04:12:51.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I WANT A CAMERA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i went to harvey norman today to see what cams then had. Wanted to buy one there and then, but i decided to come home first and see what other models there were.. yup, i am going camera crrraaaaaaaZeeE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom will be back from taiwan tomorrow with duck tongueS! woohoo, and since today is her b'dae, tml then we will celebrate it. &lt;br /&gt;So i can't go to meet the gong family. T_T&lt;br /&gt;But not to fret, i am gonna see them on Sat. &lt;br /&gt;Well, at least one or two of them. Hopefully Tawn and Marlz would be able to make it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is econs MCQ and it marks the end of the econs papers and the end of the exmas. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully,it does not mark the end of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the camera. I want to go and get this cannon cam today. HN was having a sale and selling it for $699. It is suppose to be good, and great for those who dun noe how to really use a cam but like to fool ard with one.&lt;br /&gt;Then when i came back, i saw one and i loved it. &lt;br /&gt;Cannon Powershot G6. &lt;br /&gt;7.1 mega pixels.&lt;br /&gt;4X optical zoom. &lt;br /&gt;but it is pricey. est retail price is ard $1300&lt;br /&gt;Wow. So i am having a dilema bout this now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this Ferrari Laptop which looks supercool and super red. &lt;br /&gt;but it means that if i share it with my bro... i would have to contribute 1800 bucks to get it just to get 12hrs a day. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;I think i should stick with the cam. &lt;br /&gt;Or buy nth at all.&lt;br /&gt;But heartache la... dun buy means no cam. &lt;br /&gt;Which then means no photos.&lt;br /&gt;But buy already, means no money. &lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the qn to ask is. &lt;br /&gt;Is it worth iT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, tml candy, charissa and dan are coming to my house. &lt;br /&gt;Got to squeeze the four of us in the back. &lt;br /&gt;haha... better go and hide my dC bunny b4 charissa takes it and high fives with it again... o_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109757957182305080?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109757957182305080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109757957182305080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109757957182305080' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109748671019951100</id><published>2004-10-11T02:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T02:30:04.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font size=4&gt; Christopher Reeve has died.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:_( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was such a great superman with such a good presence. And now he has passed on before he even found the cure he had been working so hard for. May he rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today was the PC exam and i think i am just as screwed for it as i was for everything else.&lt;br /&gt;Well, charissa came to my house to study and i realised how little i actually know. &lt;br /&gt;Well, no surprise there. &lt;br /&gt;I hope that everything will turn out okay though. &lt;br /&gt;There is no school tomorrow so that is good and all... but econs is on Wed and then all hell breaks lose all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i will go and play basketball on Friday. &lt;br /&gt;But i thought that i should bring the dinner that i owed candice since eons ago..&lt;br /&gt;Which is better.. i think dinner comes first. But i did not go for aikido last week already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to help candice pay dan back the 5bucks, but forgot. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,guess that's all for today. The "party" that i was looking forward to on thurs has been cancelled and i am quite upset cos i wanted to see the gong family so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Well, till next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109748671019951100?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109748671019951100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109748671019951100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109748671019951100' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109731835784540912</id><published>2004-10-09T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T03:39:17.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YoZa! Today was fun! candice came to pass me the stuff for Aikido and we sat by the pool to study. Ooo, did i mention there were 2 ang moh old man there? It really felt like we were in another country. Well, until all the chinese kids came down to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, i got scolded by my dad and it really made me pissed. I do not want to go into detail but, i would like to thank all my good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that they are the ones i can count on when i am down and out. I had decided that if my dad came back drunk and continue to scold me i would run away. I had packed my bag and put money inside and everything. The thing was, at first i though that no one would offer me a place to go if i did ran away. But then candice offered her place, so did tawn (she said she even had an extra bed. heehee.. thank you!!) and gong said she also invited me.&lt;br /&gt;This really touched me, i guess even with the worst of things, i found that my friends are always there. No matter what. And i would really like to shout out to them.. a really, really, reallly big "THANK YOU!"&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for being my friend. Thenaks for being there for me. Thank you for just being you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i feel so much better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, peace out... -ciao!-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109731835784540912?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109731835784540912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109731835784540912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109731835784540912' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109716561971979298</id><published>2004-10-07T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T23:17:35.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Summary on the week. Everything is horrible. This is not a good week. Brain cannot think. More like could not. What would have once been so clear is now so foggy. Thus me doing worst in Exams. What is so simple and meant to use brain to think, now ends up a uncompleted question. The fact that it is so easy is killing me!!!!! THINK THINK THINK~! Why must things change? Wait, dun ans. I noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Now that that's off my chest. All i will do now is to work harder for the rest of my exams. Well.. that was just all i wanted to blog actually.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rest of the post taken off cos of slamming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109716561971979298?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109716561971979298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109716561971979298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109716561971979298' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109670537126670408</id><published>2004-10-02T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-02T01:22:51.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>MR = AR = DD = P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Free entry and exit of firms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monopoly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade Unions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Jade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh?? Now where did that come from.. *stomach grumble* heehee... i think i noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, all the econs. one after another. Today i plan on studying finish the WHOLE econs stuff. ^^;; sure die one. I mean, cram everything into ONE day. Tml will practice math. And etc etc. Damn, i wish i had not realise the great importance of exmas. Ever since i realised it this year, i have been worrying abt one exam after another, and it ain't doing me any good. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos. That word. Oh boy. If i ever have to take it again, i will jump off the building. I nearly wanted to just now. Was thinking how great the atmostphere there'd be up on the roof... and if i decided to lose it, i can always jump off the roof. But i have realised smth new, IT is NOT the end of the world if i do not pass it! Like, duh! Why would i be so stupid to be worrying abt it so much. Worst come to worst stay back one year lor. I mean, come on, being a year older is not a big deal, esp since it is happening all over the world so often. Besides, gong would be a good eg. She stayed back a year and she Aced everything ever since. I guess, i'd rather do much better and get better grades by staying back a year than to just go on ahead barely making it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the scary thing is that if you fail you have to retake it in December. YUCK~! why can't they just leave it be and forget bout it man. Taking it once is enuf. I have to prepare for SATs. So... i better pass everything or i will die a horrible death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i am freezing my but off and i have just taken another break. Shall go back to mugging before i kana scolding by candice. LOL. " Oi Bonbon! NiggeR~!!!! Why you never call yet? You are suppose to make sure i study rite?!??!?!! " hahaha.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must finish the second half of the year econ notes before dinner. Have market structure and prodt and cost notes to go through again before i finish it. Which means i have done practically nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara- &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109670537126670408?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109670537126670408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109670537126670408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109670537126670408' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109663963368334464</id><published>2004-10-01T07:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T07:07:13.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today there was aikido. It was fun. candice and me arrived late, and half way through went to get a drink and continued. I finally learnt how to roll properly on one side. well, half roll properly. Hehee... and saw alot of gays making out *winks*. J/k, it was just that there was this move that made ppl look like they were trying to rape one another and 2 pairs of guys were trying it out. Lol... very funny. Candice and i laughed so hard. It was quite a sight i assure you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home, i opened the moon roof (suppose to be bigger than the sun roof??) and then we(candice and i) stood up enjoying ourselves and having a blast. halfway through, candice hat flew off her head and we ended up running back chasing after the hat. Lol, then this car went over the hat, luckily it did not get flattened. LMAO, very very funny. *zoom*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bored now. Sly got through to the next round of SI! Woohoo~ he did not get eliminated. I hope that my 2 votes help. Lol, but i am sure that Rach did alot more voting and simmie too, and maybe even tawn and marlz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, been missing the gang these days, but since exams are ard the corner, can't afford to... i need to study hard! hard! hard!&lt;br /&gt;tml! i am gonna sleeeeeeep late late late! so as to ensure i get the utmost amt of studying squueeeeeezed in. too poop to try that today. TmL is Crash econs course`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well got to go... a plus tard~ (means c'ya later in french)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109663963368334464?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109663963368334464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109663963368334464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109663963368334464' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109653196145648521</id><published>2004-09-30T01:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T01:12:41.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*Laughing out loud*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's to do list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)wake up&lt;br /&gt;2)eat breakfast and start mugging for econs&lt;br /&gt;3)Some stuff in between&lt;br /&gt;4)go and eat lunch&lt;br /&gt;5)make sure to study econs production and cost notes put market structure by today!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That should be the list for now, or maybe until my mind decides to start functioning again. My eyes have been heavy these days, causing me to think that sleep is the only thing to look forward too each day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is aching to eat some chocolate. Oh, let me tell you something horrible. Yesterday i went into the kitchen and ransacked it, in hope of finding my well hidden box of chocolates. But what i found left my blood boiling and my mood thrown off the scale. Are you ready to hear it? My chocolate was not in the well hidden place i had left it. oh no, it was placed in plain sight. When i saw that, and the box not closed the way i had closed it, i knew something was terribly wrong. I held my breath and closed my eyes, praying that when i open it there would still chocolates in it. I hesistated for a moment and then BOOM! 2 pieces of my chocolate was missing!!!!! &lt;font size="7"&gt; 2 peices!! &lt;/font&gt; *faint* 2 of my precious dear dear chocolates were missing. When i get my hands on who the evil person is, i will tear his/her head off!!! grrrr....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now i am not sad anymore. I just ate a strawberry short cake. Yummy! Simply delightful. I think i have taken too long a break already. Since lunch until now. (time now is 4:15) Guess i better head back to hitting the books.. *take a baseball bat up and smash the books and then holds it up* "there, all better now" *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109653196145648521?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109653196145648521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109653196145648521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109653196145648521' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109636279013806060</id><published>2004-09-28T01:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-28T02:13:10.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love kevin kern songs. They are the greatest.&lt;br /&gt;When i hear them, i feel like i am floating. Especially his first album. Long story short, i want to buy the album again. Sigh.. so nice.. you can feel yourself lost in a forest full of mist and hope. Embraced by the green and your thoughts starting to get clouded. I feel like i am flying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps it is like a drug, it makes you feel high and happy. But then, it is not like a drug cos you don;t get addicted to it. You can feel the words floating in with the song, eventhough his songs are played on the piano without any lyrics. It is just that you would want to feel up that void&lt;br /&gt;I feel like there are so many words that can feel each song.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that is what makes it so nice. &lt;br /&gt;You kinda feel like you own it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i left my Brave new world book in class today. So i am doomed cos i have no idea how to get the book... argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, life's been fine these days.. and i have to start studying now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109636279013806060?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109636279013806060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109636279013806060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109636279013806060' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109603358146298992</id><published>2004-09-24T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-24T06:47:53.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt; "You're eating the chips, looking like an idiot, but you're sitting there going, 'You know, I gotta pay rent this month.' I was reading with Brad Pitt; it was, like, El Pollo Loco chicken. You do whatever you have to do to get wherever you have to get. It's people who are afraid to do those things who will never, ever step out there and do that. They say, 'Oh, I'll never do that.' They'll get nowhere, because if you're not going after it full force, it's not going to happen. ... El Pollo Loco chicken ... that was just big-time. Yeah, dance and eat some chips. That stuff can't ever show up."&lt;br /&gt;- Dean Cain - Yolk, 1994 &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, how true. The reality of life kinds of hit you full force when you start thinking how are you going to survive in the world. Love will not get you $$... unless you marry a rich old man of course. The matter of fact is that, friends and family are always there, but if you do not depend on yourself, you have NO ONE to depend on. Bottomline, survival of the fittest. That sentence is starting to get alittle cliche if i might say so myself. But if you think about it, why would people want to repeat it all the time if it weren't true and if what was being said was not important. We may all know something, but never understand it. Just the same as we may all see things but never *really* see them. &lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, aikido was fun. Laughed so hard and thank goodness did not have to roll around. I might have started to puke out chicken balls with rice if i had to. Lol... thanks charissa, jeremy, daniel, james, jonathan and candice for the ultra funny crappy time.. and also JB for playing basketball with us. Sigh, it was the first time in so long i really felt soooo happy!!!! I finally feel alive again. Well, i have not ate dinner yet, and i am not really hungry cos i'm feeling too tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, rajan sms me during nathan's lit lesson to ask where our class were cos we weren't in class. Lol, i think nathan is in deep shit la. She was so nervous today that her eyes were constantly darting around scanning the crowd trying to emmit a front of being calm and cool. Din she know? The eyes are the windows to the soul. A person's eyes can say alot more than a thousand excuses ever could. Well, kinda pity nathan cos she is not a bad person, just that her teaching sucks! (excuse the explicit content) haha... on another note, We cancelled on mr yee today for our math lesson. I felt very bad. Apparently his day was already over and he had gone out of school already, but he specially drove back to CJC to teach us at 3.10 and we just told him that we want to cancel it. *sigh* Cruel heartless people. I am refering to myself. i guess me and char could have stayed to have a lesson with him, but no!!! my own stupid urge to get to swensens got in the way of my moral values. Well, go figure.  No one really bothers about another in this world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i shall be going now. Wanna go and rest on the bed. Ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: I hope PJ's movie was a success at cine!!! Sorry i could not make the premier PJ.. maybe we'll catch up some other time.. till then.. peace out`&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara- TC ya'll!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109603358146298992?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109603358146298992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109603358146298992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109603358146298992' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109593275425807144</id><published>2004-09-23T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-23T02:45:54.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; Open your eyes &lt;/strong&gt; -Alter Bridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back I clearly see&lt;br /&gt;What it is that's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Through the eyes of one I know&lt;br /&gt;I see a vision once let go&lt;br /&gt;I had it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constantly it burdens me&lt;br /&gt;Hard to trust and can't believe&lt;br /&gt;Lost the faith and lost the love&lt;br /&gt;When the day is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;On and on we stand alone&lt;br /&gt;Until our day has come&lt;br /&gt;When they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way I feel today&lt;br /&gt;But how I know the sun will fade&lt;br /&gt;Darker days seem to be&lt;br /&gt;What will always live in me&lt;br /&gt;But still I run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to walk this path alone&lt;br /&gt;Hard to know which way to go&lt;br /&gt;Will I ever save this day&lt;br /&gt;Will it ever change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still today we carry on&lt;br /&gt;I know our day will come&lt;br /&gt;When they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;(its hard to walk this path alone&lt;br /&gt;hard to know which way to go)&lt;br /&gt;Will they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;and realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;(lost the faith and lost the love when the day is done)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will they open their eyes&lt;br /&gt;And realize we are one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! Nice song... great drums and guitar... just want to blast it and live the moment.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. 4 day more til the end of the whole word. J/k. Yesterday i managed to sign up for the SATs.. I read it as S-A-Ts not Sats.. you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the pronouciation of the word is the minor part of it all.. i mean if you can;t do well, what's the use of being able to read it anyway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i hope that i will be able to do well for my SATs.. and hopefully, for the promos too.. suddenly have the inspiration to study... i guess all i did was to look back at last year.. how hard i saw yuying studying... how i saw the fear in everyone.. even myself.. then i started to think, why don't i just be like them, try something new.. ya... studying hard is smth new to me. Go figure.. I guess no one can expect to sail through their life without putting in effort. I know i usually put effort into things that i like, but perhaps it is time that i start to think about the future and not just on a day to day basis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life starts to take a turn when you see the bigger picture. You see everything all around you. All the anger and hurt, the hope and lies, and all the love and hate. But what you see at the end of the day is a wish. Be it a wish to be the president or Osama. At the end of the day, everyone what to get what they wish for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been awhile since i went to look at the stars. To just take time out to sit under them and be lost in that blanket of darkness and hope. It is the feeling you get when you look at the stars. The hope for something better, or thinking/talking to someone who is not there. At the end, you start to thank people or hate people. You talk to yourself. But are we really doing that? Maybe subconciously we know that no matter what we say to ourselves will not go unheard. That what is being said is indeed listened by someone.. god? souls? your own soul? to the air? I guess no matter what, no one is alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one will ever be alone, in life or in death, someone will be there. You may lose yourself so badly that you think you are alone, but the thing is, i guess we never are. We never are alone. There are people all around us, it is just whether we want to accept them or ignore them. That is what makes us feel lonely. Sometimes i get so lonesome that i think there is no one else to talk to. But the absence of love does not mean loneliness. The absence of hope does not mean loneliness. The lack of friends, DOES NOT mean loneliness.. what loneliness means is to never be alive. That you are dead even if you are breathing. That we have come to a state where no one mattered. That there was no one else. That is true loneliness... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love learning things all the time. I love the way that we are able to get so much from something so little, that something that has always been there has never shone till you start to think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is great. Day by day I get by.&lt;br /&gt;'Til I realised: "what was there that i feared so badly previously?"&lt;br /&gt;My friends are always there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Even when they are gone. &lt;br /&gt;My friends are alive in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Even if they turned enemies.&lt;br /&gt;I realise that we choose to see things the way we wanted to&lt;br /&gt;And it is our choice whether we want to see the bad or good&lt;br /&gt;Or feel happy or sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,  enough of all this stuff.. i want to bathe now. Ciao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109593275425807144?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109593275425807144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109593275425807144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109593275425807144' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109566734585356379</id><published>2004-09-20T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-20T01:02:25.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>幸福的瞬間 - 許紹洋 ( Ambrose hui )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   曲: 周傳雄   詞: 王中言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        G          Em    Am          D7&lt;br /&gt;   當秋天 再來的時候 你要我 笑著去愛去擁有&lt;br /&gt;       C            G      Am           D&lt;br /&gt;   就算是 再短暫的溫柔 能重逢 這仁慈已足夠&lt;br /&gt;   G                Em     Am         D7&lt;br /&gt;   可知道 有些事有些人 停留在 發生的那天不肯走&lt;br /&gt;       C     D7      G    Em      C      Am          G&lt;br /&gt;   看時光的殘酷 舍不得被遺忘 這命運我很滿足 有你陪伴的幸福&lt;br /&gt;            G                 D&lt;br /&gt;   為你打開 時間的鎖 讓愛自由 不被它束縛&lt;br /&gt;          Em             D&lt;br /&gt;   是哭過 也掙扎過 心讓痛輾過&lt;br /&gt;            C              G&lt;br /&gt;   等那一天 落葉靜靜飄眼前 已不再傷悲&lt;br /&gt;            C           D&lt;br /&gt;   永恆終于相信了幸福的瞬間&lt;br /&gt;            G                 Em                C&lt;br /&gt;   為你打開 時間的鎖 讓愛自由 不被它束縛 每一秒 都不后悔&lt;br /&gt;         G             C              G&lt;br /&gt;   我陪你體會 過去未來 輕輕重迭 請原諒甜甜的眼淚&lt;br /&gt;       C                  D7    G&lt;br /&gt;   感謝今生與你在 幸福的瞬間 依偎&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guitar chords are there in case you want to know how to play it on a guitar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, that is a nice song.. hmmm, anyways, nth much has been happening these days. I am so bored. Sch suckkkkssss BIG TIME! haha... today 3 out of the 4 teachers whom we were suppose to have lessons with were missing. Ms Nathan being one of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should stop watching those korean and chinese dramas. Damn addictive, starting to get addicted again. Promos are around the corner and i am less than prepared to go sit for the exams. Sigh.. damn tired, i want to sleep... nth much to tok bout or to update. I will prob go to the gym later to do some "cycling" bleah, supid nicholas spoilt his bike so i can't go to ECP to cycle. O well.. ciao for now folks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara- LNC ROX! stairway to heaven is the best korean show by far! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109566734585356379?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109566734585356379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109566734585356379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109566734585356379' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109542905056558326</id><published>2004-09-17T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-17T06:50:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stand By Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When the night has come&lt;br /&gt;And the land is dark&lt;br /&gt;And the moon is the only light we'll see&lt;br /&gt;No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you stand, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh now now stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky that we look upon&lt;br /&gt;Should tumble and fall&lt;br /&gt;And the mountains should crumble to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I won't cry, I won't cry, no I won't shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;Just as long as you stand, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me, stand by me, stand by me-e, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're in trouble won't you stand by me, oh now now stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darlin', darlin', stand by me-e, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Oh stand by me, stand by me, stand by me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello ya'll... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, bout the week. Well its getting from bad to worst. I really can't wait to sign up for the SATs. Hope i can do well in em and get out of here ASAP! But first, got to get thru promos... then, START MUGGING FOR SATs! lala...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i just can't get the korean show out of my head. It is so nice.... i also watched the chinese show, Snow Angel, It is not as great as the korean show, but it is okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought new clothes from Phuture London, got one that is netted army print. And another that is brown but quite cool, and the super duper colourful and cool one!!! I love that one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tml i got Econs exam so i have to continue studying (not that i have done much anyways.) ok, well, ciao peeps~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;What i wish to find: Love&lt;br /&gt;What i wish i will never find: A lifetime of loneliness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109542905056558326?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109542905056558326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109542905056558326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109542905056558326' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109500146368492137</id><published>2004-09-12T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-12T08:04:23.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Amazed - Lonestar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time our eyes meet&lt;br /&gt;This feeling inside me&lt;br /&gt;Is almost more than I can take&lt;br /&gt;Baby when you touch me&lt;br /&gt;I can feel how much you love me&lt;br /&gt;And it just blows me away&lt;br /&gt;I've never been this close to anyone or anything&lt;br /&gt;I can hear your thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I can see your dreams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you do what you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm amazed by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your skin&lt;br /&gt;The taste of your kiss&lt;br /&gt;The way you whisper in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Your hair all around me, baby you surround me&lt;br /&gt;You touch every place in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it feels like the first time every time&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spent the whole night in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how you do what you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you, it just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm amazed by you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with you&lt;br /&gt;It just keeps getting better&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend the rest of my life with you by my side&lt;br /&gt;Forever and ever&lt;br /&gt;Every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;Oh, every little thing that you do&lt;br /&gt;Baby I'm amazed by you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that song. It makes you float. Lonestar is a great band. I am sitting in my chair and i smell something cooking. I smell smoke. Maybe i have finally lost it. It really is not the same being someone you are not. Or perhaps, pretending to be something. I think i am about to go insane. Or maybe not. It is fun to just let loose, and don't have a care in the world, esp not caring whether you seem insane to others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is like last time with the gong family. We would be able to do just that. &lt;br /&gt;I remember sitting under the stars in the cruise with PJ, and just look. Just listen to the sea, to hear what the stars had to say. We talked about the stars and the diff types. It is really the best thing to live life that way. That cruise was the best time i have ever had with them, but also the worst. &lt;br /&gt;The weather is clear. The crowd is great. You have friends who were just sooooo, great. It was like a friend cruise, even though you know that there were only a handful of them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked when we sat under the rain, or maybe that was a drizzle. Sitting there with Elsa, Rachel, Kevin, Nicholas, and was Alvin there too? i can remeber. We grabbed our jackets and just sat there. I mean, we froze our butts off till we could not stand it. After that, even one went back to their own rooms. Everyone cept Elsa me and Rach. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what we had done? We dragged a blanket and 2 pillows, some chips, water, biscuits? and cards, then we went all the way to outside Kevin's room and sat there playing cards. Lol. Why? I can't really remember. Ppl walked pass and looked at us. We sat there, lay there, ate there, in the small area beside the corridoor, or perhaps it *was* the corridoor. We were suppose to see whether Kevin woke up 2 hrs later or smth like that. We stayed for an hour and the pig did not come out, so we went back to our rooms. Me and elsa the chit chat a little and went to sleep. By that time with was almost 4 am i think. Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just can't picture that happening with any of my current classmates. They would reckon we are insane or crazy to do that. To make a fool of ourselves. But the thing is, we did not. The people looked at us, and they smiled, and i guess what we had done would have been to be ourselves without caring what other's thought, and that is what children do. They do not care about other, unless there is smth in for them. They will cry when they like, walk away when they like or just throw a tantrum for no reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life changes, and this will not happen again. Unless.... i do it on my own for the fun of it. Nah, not sit outside a room for no reason, but just not care abt anything. haha... our group were always close to the teachers back in KC. We would be their friends, they would treat us to lunch and us alone. They would pamper us ( when we did backstage work, we were treated to pizze, macs, and curry puffs, and by helmi, by 3 diff teachers and a co-worker(not really co-worker, more like a friend) ) and the others? the dancers, the actors? the singers? well, sad to say, they got nothing. But they were great none-the-less. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, the great times they were, now to be replaced with reality and the constant fact of going insane looming above my head. Life is not something that can be told. It is yours to kept and to throw away. But bottomline, responsibility for one's actions is always the most impt. So i can choose to take life with a pinch of salt or the way it is and go nuts. What do you think i'll do? haha... am i nuts yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enuf of that.. today marks the end of the on week hols which did not seem like hols at all. I have not done any studying. And i will start tml. Always, tml, never today. Damn! ok. I got hooked on a korean drama. Very nice. And i bought the VCD today.. very good and i will make sure that i will study too, or i will be dissapointing myself. HAha.. tml, i will cry. Cos it is the end of FRIENDS!! OMG, sigh. Well, friends last forever, i guess we have to come back to reality to noe that a black box is NOT reality at all! it is imagination. It is our brain. haha.. maybe it can be seen as a source of inspiration and learning (to put it in a nicer way).. Well got to go now, CIAO~! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109500146368492137?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109500146368492137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109500146368492137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109500146368492137' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109487331808500533</id><published>2004-09-10T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-10T20:30:52.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The way to life is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH screw the way to life. Just live it the way you want to. You have quotes on the meaning of life, how to be happy, how to be successful and etc. But the thing is, it does not really matter. They are just guidelines, no body can tell you the right way to lead your life, to each its own right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ms Rajan just called me. At 11 am!!!! MY god! So early, she woke me up! heehee.. ^^;; and another thing is that she asked me to call charissa and ask me for her no. too. Apparently after our (the class') chit chat with Ms Rajan bout Ms Nathan, Charissa was suppose to lock up the class room but she never returned the key and that is a BIG problem because you are not allowed to bring a key home. So now i have got to call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have tuition at 1.30pm later. And i have not studied yet during the holidays. I really wonder what had became of it. It is nearing the end (sob) and i realised back to life like last time, meaningless and monotonous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People say that life is made up by many many small things and not huge things. I feel it is true. I guess it is the small things in life that keeps you happy or on you toes and not just the big issue. Seeing the big issues alone would be to see the smaller picture, but i to see everything on a whole, would be to see the bigger picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I have watched The princess diaries and a cinderella story and 13 going on 30 so many times already that i am about to become quite sick of it. Hmm, now i remember what has happened to my hols. I have been watching shows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am hungry now.... sooooo hungry.... it is 11.30, ate a few bites of my breakfast and i am tempted to go and eat chocolates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, did i mention that i had spent 10 bucks on chocolates yesterday? I bought 7 pieces. Wahahaha... yupyup.. choco crazy. Hmm, and last night, i dreamt about... about... i can't really remember what *was* it that i dreamt about. I remember dreaming about GP and before that i think i was dreaming of smth else. Anyways, i woke up early. My brain was probably not taking a rest only my body. So today... I shall do some mindless stuff.. STONING! =_=" .... later got math, so i have no idea how i will get through it. Anyways, gtg, ciao ciao... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, i remember something else! I remember i dreamt about doing IQ questions and ya, racking my brain trying to slove them. Now i noe why i am so tired.&lt;br /&gt;go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109487331808500533?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109487331808500533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109487331808500533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109487331808500533' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109471813287098116</id><published>2004-09-09T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-09T01:22:12.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; Breakaway &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grew up in a small town&lt;br /&gt;And when the rain would fall down&lt;br /&gt;I just stared out my window&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming of a could-be&lt;br /&gt;And if I'd end up happy&lt;br /&gt;I would pray (I would pray)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to reach out&lt;br /&gt;But when I'd try to speak out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like no one could hear me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to belong here&lt;br /&gt;But something felt so wrong here&lt;br /&gt;So I pray (I would pray)&lt;br /&gt;I could breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish &lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I loved&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna feel the warm breeze&lt;br /&gt;Sleep under a palm tree&lt;br /&gt;Feel the rush of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Get onboard a fast train&lt;br /&gt;Travel on a jet plane, far away (I will)&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings and I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;I'll do what it takes til' I touch the sky&lt;br /&gt;I'll make a wish &lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget all the ones that I loved&lt;br /&gt;I'll take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buildings with a hundred floors&lt;br /&gt;Swinging around wild indoors&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I don't know where they'll take me but&lt;br /&gt;Gotta keep moving on, moving on&lt;br /&gt;Fly away, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;And I'll learn how to fly&lt;br /&gt;Though it's not easy to tell you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take chance&lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway&lt;br /&gt;Out of the darkness and into the sun&lt;br /&gt;But I won't forget the place I come from&lt;br /&gt;I gotta take a risk&lt;br /&gt;Take a chance &lt;br /&gt;Make a change&lt;br /&gt;And breakaway, breakaway, breakaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. let me start with yesterday. It was superb!! I mean, Escape was fun and all, but it was not the place that was the funniest, it was the whole crappy bunch that was funny. Ended up going home with red hands and legs. Oh, and another thing, Happy b'day JB! ok, candice has left for Genting by now. So i guess no more late night phone chats till saturday. Can't wait for it. O well, it will be quite boring. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my math lesson, have been slacking the whooooole holiday, feel so guilty. And i have watched The Princess Diaries 2 so many times already. Lol, it is very nice. So WAFFY. yupyup. Okok, i prob watch it again later, just to let me get enough dosage of Waffy-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i still miss the gong family as much. Have not been able to tok to them that much lately. I dreamt of them last night even. "Miss you all!!!" ya, that's what i want to say. And till the next time, ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-SaRa-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109471813287098116?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109471813287098116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109471813287098116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109471813287098116' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109437325437203657</id><published>2004-09-05T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-05T02:42:27.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt; I don't want to be &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a prison guard's son and&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to be anything other than a specialist’s son&lt;br /&gt;I don't have to be anyone other than a birth of two souls in one&lt;br /&gt;Part of where I'm going is knowing where I'm coming from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by liars everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by imposters everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;I'm surrounded by identity crisis everywhere I turn&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one to notice?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t be the only one who's learned&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think about me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I gotta do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have everyone's attention please&lt;br /&gt;See, not like this and that&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna have to leave&lt;br /&gt;I came from the mountain, the crust of creation&lt;br /&gt;My whole situation made from clay, dust, stone&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm telling everybody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than what I've been trying to be lately&lt;br /&gt;All I have to do is think of me and I have peace of mind&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of looking 'round rooms wondering what I'm trying to do&lt;br /&gt;Or who I'm supposed to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be anything other than me&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to be&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;North is going to my mum's family salon to cut their hair tomorrow. My aunt asked me to pop by with a camera so I can take a photo with them ( she apparently asked them when they were making a booking). The thing is, my aunt shop opens at 11 usually. Whereas these ppl... decided that they want to get their hair cut at 10am. So everything is okay.. the thing is.. Nathan has a lesson at 9-11. Right smack in the middle. DAMN! so now, i probably can't get a picture. O well... nevermind.. its not like i like them or anything, just thought it'd  be cool to take picts of them.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, now i have another problem at hand. Sigh. However, i won't elaborate. Sigh. Oh, uncle Ben's Mercedes SL AMG windshield had a crack while he had parked his car at the hotel in KL. The crack was around half a feet. The following day, he went to Sempang, and he had parked his car under the hot sun while waiting his turn to use the track, and guess what? The half a feet crack grew to a feet.. lol.. poor him. Now he has to spend thousands( i think it would cost that much. Afterall, it is a sports car, and it is an AMG and the windshield needs to be special for sports cars (i think)) to get the windshield changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad had driven the lexus there. Imagine.... a bunch of Ferraris and Merserattis and sports cars, and there you have this car which is like a salon car. Lol... so he had to leave half an hour to an hour earlier to reach KL on time. Hmmm, my dad say that the SLK will be coming next month. Well, i hope so!!! Anyways, the max km/h speed on the meter was 220km/h, but when my dad hit 185 Km/H the engine cut off. haha.. wonder what's the use of putting all the way till 220 when the minute it hits 185 the engine decides to take a break. ^^;;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want the Merseratti cap or the ferrari shirt!!!!!!! I WANT IT!!!! damn.. haha, i mean, i have one cap and one shirt already, but it was from a few years back, so the now one is nicer.. not so red like ang bao, it is black!! with the silver logo.. *dreamy sigh*... okay, i sound like a guy being crazy bout cars, but they are just the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, note to self :  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Study hard.&lt;br /&gt;- Work hard.&lt;br /&gt;- Earn alot of money.&lt;br /&gt;- Then get a ferrari enzo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= A girl can dream can't she? = heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sara-  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109437325437203657?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109437325437203657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109437325437203657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109437325437203657' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109426048525068878</id><published>2004-09-03T18:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:14:45.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/640/Picture%20188.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/320/Picture%20188.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Jeremy ( cousin ) and Grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109426048525068878?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426048525068878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426048525068878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426048525068878' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109426044141533120</id><published>2004-09-03T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:14:01.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/640/Picture%20186.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/320/Picture%20186.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109426044141533120?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426044141533120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426044141533120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426044141533120' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109426042110148239</id><published>2004-09-03T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:13:41.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/640/Picture%20183.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/320/Picture%20183.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh!!!! I dun want to get sprayed by the hair spray!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109426042110148239?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426042110148239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426042110148239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426042110148239' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109426037787511326</id><published>2004-09-03T18:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:12:57.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/640/Picture%20182.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/320/Picture%20182.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in the Afternoon getting my hair done.. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109426037787511326?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426037787511326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426037787511326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426037787511326' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6483090.post-109426036318702592</id><published>2004-09-03T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-03T18:12:43.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/640/Picture%20180.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/42/1360/320/Picture%20180.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Mum, Aunt Grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6483090-109426036318702592?l=thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426036318702592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6483090/posts/default/109426036318702592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thepretenderprodigy.blogspot.com/2004_09_01_archive.html#109426036318702592' title=''/><author><name>t.p</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02201207757082202927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
