<?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-10154931</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:23:37.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>p a u l</title><subtitle type='html'>s e e, t o u c h, h e a r, s m e l l, t a s t e</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>167</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-4532477498110227596</id><published>2006-12-20T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T15:41:55.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, as you all know by now, I'm really too lazy to update Blogspot anymore. So from now on. Please go ahead and change my link. &lt;br /&gt;Its a &lt;a href="http://uniquelykwerky.livejournal.com/"&gt;*LiveJournal*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-4532477498110227596?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/4532477498110227596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=4532477498110227596&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/4532477498110227596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/4532477498110227596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/12/well-as-you-all-know-by-now-im-really.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-9035490250767891527</id><published>2006-11-25T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T03:52:49.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HELLO! I'm back!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. its been a long time since I last updated this crazy blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things first, I shall not be bothered about the flobberbox till someone offers to do it for me as I am very busy and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I shall not update on all that has been going on since my absence YET. its too long of an entry. It shall be done in parts. I shall do part 1 in my next entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thirdly, i'm sure you all know by know, YouTube is my new found internet pass time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND I FOUND THIS NEW SICK SHIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGOTf3Xl6Qs"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hGOTf3Xl6Qs" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-9035490250767891527?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/9035490250767891527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=9035490250767891527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/9035490250767891527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/9035490250767891527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-116015287463770129</id><published>2006-10-07T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:53.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Well, As you all know, my blog is inactive by now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;I've been busy and I will be even more busy in the coming months. And that will mean that after this post, it will be a long time before I make another entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-116015287463770129?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/116015287463770129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=116015287463770129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/116015287463770129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/116015287463770129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/10/well-as-you-all-know-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115886328650356799</id><published>2006-09-22T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:53.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Damn, its 2 in the morning and I just got home. I should stop this habit of coming home so late. Its taking a toll on my wallet. All the bloody cab fares home bla bla bla. All my pay is going to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Celebrated Fred Tye's 17th birthday Todae. It was quite alright. Headed to SICC for dinner. There were like 14 people. Can't be bothered to name all. Then it was to John's house to chill out and some hardcore drinking. Thank goodness there weren't much alcohol to go around so we only drank till we were starting to spout a lil nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;So it was to KTV party next for a 'singing' session and more beer. I added the inverted commar is cos's most of us were caught up with playing drinking games while the rest were doing their own thing.&lt;br /&gt;But at least we got together to cheers to Fred, for his birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I am now, at home. Updating my journal as I prepare to go to bed soon as I have frigging work tomorrow. How not HAPPENING. But its good shit pay. Haha. So I'll jus suck it up and go ahead with this not too exciting work compared to when I was working at Loof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiight. I'ma go shower and head for bed. Hopefully I can drag myself up later in the morning to head to the gym before I start work at 1. Bye! *runs away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115886328650356799?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115886328650356799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115886328650356799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115886328650356799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115886328650356799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/09/damn-its-2-in-morning-and-i-just-got.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115850734173952155</id><published>2006-09-17T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:52.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This is the inevitable result of too many drinks and good company. Haha. Coco Latte, you're just evil.&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I went work like a feeling like a zombie today. It was horride. Can you imagine that you just had a drinking session the night before and had only 5 hours of improper sleep. Waking up prolly a few times in between and then head to work? You'd feel utterly horrible right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least I'm looking forward to supper and tv now. And maybe tanning tomms. I hope the next few days of off-days will be well used for recuperation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now, I've gotta go eat now. Im so hungry. *Stuffs myself with food*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00589.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00588.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115850734173952155?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115850734173952155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115850734173952155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115850734173952155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115850734173952155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/09/this-is-inevitable-result-of-too-many.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115816792326351882</id><published>2006-09-14T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:52.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha, Went to the Zoo with some of my colleagues and I must say its rather fun.&lt;br /&gt;There was plenty to see. Plenty to do. The sun was freaking hot. Singapore's so hot, its like an oven. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention before that Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Chunky Monkey and Mango Lime Sorbet are the best ice creams' that I've tasted in my whole life. Should go check it someday alright. There's an outlet in The Cathay. Plush comfy cushions and a live band there. Very relaxing atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'll let the pictures do the talking. I didnt have time to upload more. But just make do with these first aiight?&lt;br /&gt;I'll update again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00564.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00527.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00553.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Zoo006.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Zoo002.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115816792326351882?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115816792326351882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115816792326351882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115816792326351882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115816792326351882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/09/haha-went-to-zoo-with-some-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115731252048968032</id><published>2006-09-04T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:52.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, these are most of the pictures that we took that night for the class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;It was first at Seoul Garden for dinner. Then to BaliHouse for drinking and chilling out.&lt;br /&gt;So.... let the pictures do the talking :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_041.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_040.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_039.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_038.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_037.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_034.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_033.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_032.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_031.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_030.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_029.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_028.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_027.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_025.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_024.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_023.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_021.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_020.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_019.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Picture_017.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115731252048968032?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115731252048968032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115731252048968032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115731252048968032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115731252048968032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-these-are-most-of-pictures-that.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115676313981354691</id><published>2006-08-28T18:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:51.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>People change, for better or for worst? You decide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I wanna start off the entry by saying that I feel the need to rejoice because I finally KILLED THAT MUTHA FUCKING MOSQUITO IN MY ROOM THAT HAS BEEN SUCKING MY BLOOD FOR THE PAST WEEK!!!! It was hovering below my computer table and I always get bitten everytime I'm at the computer. How irritating........ Sometimes I wonder if that lizard that crawled into my room is doing his job or not?? Or is that mosquito so vicious that it bit that lizard to death too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. Its been ages since I was able have alone time without anyone at home. It suddenly feels so peaceful....... No television ranting some documentary, no one to hog on to the house phone, no incessant barking from my dog, just no one at home but only my music blasting away. =D.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm meetin Egg. Oops, I mean Aiken.Haha. Time for some shopping and getting in touch with my friends and do some catching up cos' it has also been ages since I last saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing much to post now. I'll come back again when I feel like it.&lt;br /&gt;Tata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115676313981354691?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115676313981354691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115676313981354691&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115676313981354691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115676313981354691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/people-change-for-better-or-for-worst_28.html' title='People change, for better or for worst? You decide.'/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115649550737609199</id><published>2006-08-25T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:50.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00454.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00448.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00444.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Right, Its about damn time my blog has some pictures after god knows how many post ago was my last entry with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've finally converted myself to part time at QS cos its taking a toll on my studies as I've mentioned earlier and its not helping when I'm working almost everyday and left with no time to practice on my Maths. So, Christine, my manager, a very kind young lady, converted me to part time straight away with just a few questions and nothing else...=) So, starting from next month. I'm only working like what... 10 days for the entire month. Not bad huh... Haha. I doubt I want to work more than that for now especially with my exams nearing. I don't want to fail again =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, those pictures on top are some of the new friends that I've made recently. The first picture with the 2 guys on top are the ones I met elsewhere. I forgot where. The other 2 pictures are my fun loving colleagues who knows how to enjoy themselves. Haha, the girl in the aviator sunglassess always laughs at me. She says that I'm really funny, I don't know at what. But she loves it when I speak in cantonese to her. She just cracks up really hard and can't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez. Its a Friday, I'm not working and yet I'm stuck at home with totally nothing to do. How boring. I need to make more friends and expand my ever shrinking social circle. Bleahhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115649550737609199?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115649550737609199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115649550737609199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115649550737609199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115649550737609199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/right-its-about-damn-time-my-blog-has.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115618419754102991</id><published>2006-08-22T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:50.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just when I thought that Happy was going to become a routine as it was getting boring to go there to do the usuals just like any other club, it proved me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday night was  quite a smash as it was the first time going with my colleague and her 2 gay friends that looked pretty damn straight to me. Every inch of them just looks straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was all about the booze and the music and the chit chat of introductions of ourselves at first. Then things started to get outta hand. Because we had 4 people and we were seated in a booth like area where there is a lot of privacy with an intimate setting, the 2 guys started to relax after a few shots. But after 10 shots of Tequila, they did something quite out of the ordinary. They were making out in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'm overreacting a lil but hey, its the first time that I'm seeing 2 guys making out in front of me and they are people that I actually know. If it was some random gay guy, then I wouldnt give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few hours, I started to accept them for who they are and they are nice people after all. I mean, they are still humans. Just that they have different taste from the masses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, I finally got to go out after like how many million years of being absent from the civilisation that has moulded me into who I've become. Its like a breath of fresh air. Its funny how I used to hate the routine of going out too often that staying at home becomes theraputic. Like the saying goes, too much of anything is no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, which reminds me, I think I'm going to quit QS soon as it is taking a toll on my studies and I wouldnt want to end up square one again. What happened to me in March earlier this year has already shook my world. It didnt shake hard enough to kill me, but whatever doesnt kill me toughens me. That toughening has brought me through this year and I think this year has been filled with character building and exposure to the outside world that I'm about to face after I officially enter the coperate world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115618419754102991?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115618419754102991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115618419754102991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115618419754102991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115618419754102991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-when-i-thought-that-happy-was.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115514686072403885</id><published>2006-08-10T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:50.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.... Somebody please help me with the stupid Tagboard. I only just realised that it is inactive so Flobberbox or whatever that website provides the tagboard decides to deactivate my service.&lt;br /&gt;Hello?! Doesn't mean that no one tags the board means that there are no readers and my blog is therefore inactive okayyyy. So wise up and give it back to me you scumfaces!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, lets talk about a lil more neutral or happy things before my blog turns into a more angsty one since my last post was about venting my frustrations.&lt;br /&gt;Its been such a long time since I've had any adventure or anything interesting happening in my already-so-boring life so I don't have anything particular that I would wanna blog about except the fact that I'm working almost everyday. How saddd.&lt;br /&gt;Adding to that sad fact, my management is actually considering whether to gives commission cos' we are not hitting the set target of sales. HELLO?! How you expect a store to do well when its barely 2 months old and the merchandise is so expensive and all you get is mostly foreigners and students BROWSING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, I shall not go on any further like I mention about venting frustrations. Haha, there's always the easy way out... QUIT. Its not like I need that job so badly that I'll stay on with no commission and an extremely low pay after a CPF contribution.&lt;br /&gt;Have any of you guys been to the new basement level of Raffles City? Roxy is opening a store there and its just in front of the escalator that comes down from Starbucks. Looks huge though, I dont mind working there even though its women's wear. Its easy to get there and the perks goes on:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm actually thankful that I have a job now that is exposing me to the real world that is full of malicious people and real office polictics before I enter poly next year. All my old classmates are complaining to me that poly isn't that fun as it would be pictured cos of the people there. O well, maybe its just ACS boys are being themselves not being able to take such a large mix of different kind of people all at once after being in ACS for the past 10 years (well most of them are from the ACS Primary/Junior).&lt;br /&gt;I'm still having a neutral mindset about it. So I still can't say much about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quote of the day: Life's tough, but too bad, you've gotta be tougher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115514686072403885?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115514686072403885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115514686072403885&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115514686072403885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115514686072403885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115471633843078218</id><published>2006-08-05T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:49.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ahhhh.....I finally get a chance to sit down in front of my computer and do anything I want without watching out for my bedtime because I've got no work tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;Anyways. I just watched the show "Click" and I'd give it 5/5 stars. Its really funny, hilarious, but at the same time it is really well balanced with a very sad story that starts to develop half way through the movie. Haha, just let me admit that I actually teared in the cinema because it was really sad and heart-wrenching. Titanic pales in comparison when it comes to the sad parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I shall not devulge any further so that you can go check out the movie for yourself. And, I need to let out some frustrations here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have this new colleague (not really new, but newly transfered over from another outlet) who's really fucked up to work with. I almost wanted to make a post previously about him calling for a meeting with out management cos' he has loads of irrelavant issues with quite a number of colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I wanted to have a neutral mindset about working with him because I don't know him at all. But geez, he tossed all that into the trash bin from the very 1st min I started working with him.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, when we're all busy doing opening and housekeeping, he doesn't lift &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A FINGER &lt;/span&gt;to help out with anything at all. According to my colleagues, he think's he's the supervisor around and he's really proud that he's got the highest sales at the other outlet. Seriously, I think that's so true! He can actually stand around and pretend to look busy by darting his eyes around when we're all busying doing chores. Like WTF?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, just because he has good sales at the other outlet, he thinks that he'll get equally good sales at this outlet. He has sadly mistaken. Sales at my outlet are a lot harder to get.Its a long story. I shall not elaborate. So as I was saying, he's so concerned about his sales that he's always checking for his personal performance like every half and hour. Then when he did it again, this colleague of mine was standing next to him, and her sales were highest, his was the second and I'm the 3rd for the day. So he had the cheek to ask her to "give chance" for him to hit higer sales. When I heard that I just went "WHAT THE FUCK?!" rather loudly. He even wanted to challange for sales. So I was told to be more aggressive on my sales and not let him get proud of himself, afterall, I'm the one with the highest sales for overall now =D.... right.&lt;br /&gt;I'm now waiting for him to piss me off a few more times before I actually come to a breaking point and embarrasse him in front of all my colleagues and make a dignified resignation, or maybe not.... we'll see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115471633843078218?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115471633843078218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115471633843078218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115471633843078218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115471633843078218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/08/ahhhh.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115402541736394779</id><published>2006-07-28T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:49.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Geez, I finally have a day off on a Fri so that means I can finally meet up with my friends. And I think I'm finally getting along with my colleagues who are not the friendliest people when they're working. Surprisingly, they seem to have losen up after work. I only discovered that after a stroll after lunch. Well, seems like my interpersonal skills were put to the test, and it turns out that I need to brush up on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what.... Has Pearl Harbor like relocated to Singapore or what. Cos' the amount of American Sailors that patronise the shop a day are like endless. They just keep coming in big groups... did I mention that they are BIG spenders too? They come in, each of them pick a few shirts, shorts, boardshorts and next thing you know, they've spent a total of at least a thousand.... on surfing clothes? That's quite ridiculous considering there's not a very wide selection to chose from currently at QS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, M, B and J visited me at the shop and haha, as usual, they are bugging me to help them get a job at QS. Okayyy... I get your sense of urgency, but hellooo? Doesn't mean you want means you'll have you know...(I think i mentioned this before. =p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I go... I didn't know that QS management actually has a heart for the welfare of their staff. They're planning to let the entire team to head to Night Safari and enjoy ourselves for a lil while. All paid for and close shop early on that day. =D=D=D Hopefully the plans gets an approval....=D=D=D  ^_^                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115402541736394779?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115402541736394779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115402541736394779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115402541736394779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115402541736394779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/geez-i-finally-have-day-off-on-fri-so.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115350740928192655</id><published>2006-07-22T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:48.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Here I am sitting in front of my computer blogging once again. Haha, don't worry, this time I have something out of my boring life that I want to share. Deem it boring if you must.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I didn't know that working at QS required so many impromtu meetings and OT sessions. Here's the first of the 2 I had after working for only for 4/5 days? I dunno, kinda lost count.&lt;br /&gt;So all of us were asked to head to the Marina Sq outlet for a meeting at 9 fu*king a.m... I was like okayyyyy...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreaded that timing cos&lt;br /&gt;Firstly... I have to wake up so darn early&lt;br /&gt;Secondly.... I detest travelling with the working crowd!&lt;br /&gt;I really had no idea that the working crowd were so lifeless..... The moment I'm out of my house, I look around me and I see 'zombies'. At the traffic light, I see an Office Lady in Executive wear but a closer look, it looks like she wore it to sleep or something and she couldnt be bothered to hide any of those creases...&lt;br /&gt;In the train, everyone looked so lifeless and they just stood around with the phrase "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IM SO SICK OF LIFE&lt;/span&gt;" written in bold all over their faces. It just seemed like approaching any of them for any sort of reason was a surefire way to get a good scolding for breaking her train of thoughts of nothingness.&lt;br /&gt;And finally, when I alighted at CityHall, the second most crowded station to Raffles place, all I could hear was the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Clikity-Clackating'&lt;/span&gt; of leather shoes and heels all over the place as people scramble to get various destinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were like robots fresh out of the factory without any comands installed into them and all they could do was just keep walking like it was their only default command available.&lt;br /&gt;Haha... seriously, if you are given the chance, bypass Tanjong Pagar, Raffles Place and CityHall stations in morning and evening at all costs. Do not go there unless absolute necessary. Sickening crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115350740928192655?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115350740928192655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115350740928192655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115350740928192655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115350740928192655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/here-i-am-sitting-in-front-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115323825175796808</id><published>2006-07-18T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:48.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been such a long time since I was able to go out and spend the afternoon relaxing and get away from the hectic crowd and the noise and maybe loud jarring music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was out with Yama and classmates. Hmmm..... not sure if I should continue updating about how I spent the afternoon in case I bore any of you further. I don't have a very happening life to begin with, other than a few drama scenes here and there, which is a pretty lousy way to end an entry.&lt;br /&gt;But anyhow's, I'm just glad that I've got an easy-going employer and a bunch of fun-loving colleagues. D, A and J are actually kinda interested in my job and has been bugging me to help them get a part-time job there. But hey, subject to availability. Not say you want means will have you know. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.... I really have nothing to update about other than the fact that I'm going back to work tomorrow and maybe gym in the morning before that and bla bla bla.. Sigh. My life is getting more and more boring. I think a black and white motion picture might even be more interesting to watch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115323825175796808?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115323825175796808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115323825175796808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115323825175796808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115323825175796808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-been-such-long-time-since-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115299292564088651</id><published>2006-07-16T03:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:48.277+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mood - Grouchy&lt;br /&gt;Music - Mariah Carey. Sweetheart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, I just got my job at Quiksilver and its fun. But one thing that caught me off guard was that I didnt know there will be so many customers. Right now, I feel like I've just came back from war or something cos' my feet is aching. Aching so badly as though an elephant stepped on them or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what, I'm so tired that I can barely open my eyes, so I'm just going to shower and sleep. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115299292564088651?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115299292564088651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115299292564088651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115299292564088651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115299292564088651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/mood-grouchy-music-mariah-carey.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115248182137199658</id><published>2006-07-10T05:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:47.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;What a spectacular way for the World Cup to end. The Italians took home the winning trophy, leaving the French to wallow in their mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;What I said was not an overstatement. Zidane did a beautiful career ending move that caused him to be sent out and directly caused his team to lose in the penalty shoot outs. I had no idea what came over him to header his opponent in the chest. And when he was sent out, he was still so zen about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall not bore any non-World Cup fans here with my soccer comments and move on with other stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Its a rather lazy Sunday as the skies are gloomy and the rain is relentless as it showered in the late morning. Its raining again right now as I type my life away, literally. I see no need for the air-conditioning to be switched on as I can sleep in this beautiful cool weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, there's nothing much for me to update as I'm at home most of the time. This coming week might be a boring one for me as I do not really have any plans and I might have 2 tuitions.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, came across some really nice Asics shoes that I would really want to buy at Wheelock. Argh, but first things first, I NEED A JOB!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr....I'm going to head to la la land to dream about being rich for now. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams to myself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115248182137199658?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115248182137199658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115248182137199658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115248182137199658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115248182137199658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-spectacular-way-for-world-cup-to.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115229736183470671</id><published>2006-07-08T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:47.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mood - Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;Music - Ronan Keating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought today was a pretty normal day for me. I woke up at one of the earliest times I've ever did for the past few months, 2 p.m. I know, that's pretty damn late for some of you. But if you happen to realise I have no life, literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, contiuning to blog about my boring life. I headed to the gym for some work out. Just love FitnessFirst. The locations just made my life easier. Not forgetting access to 450 clubs around the world. That's a lot right? Yeah, the price is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a lot&lt;/span&gt; too. But comfort and luxury comes with a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am SO angry with the construction downstairs my house. They are revamping the entire food and market area. But the construction hasn't even begun and the place looks like a war-zone! They're dismantling the shops and stalls and debris is EVERYWHERE! Glass bits, wooden planks, light bulbs, broken doors... you name it, its all strewn everywhere! Everyday I come home, walking to the lift lobby felt like a riot broke out or something. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;Time to bring out my weapon, COMPLAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115229736183470671?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115229736183470671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115229736183470671&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115229736183470671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115229736183470671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/mood-sleepy-music-ronan-keating-i.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115211747525326648</id><published>2006-07-06T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:47.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Amazing that I could actually stay at home without any complains from Sun to Tues. Firstly, its because I'm getting broke, and that reminds me, I NEED A FREAKING JOB! Secondly, its cos staying at home has its own perks, like idling around the comp and the T.V, talking on the fone and doing random stuff which you can find around the house. O well, I found my new hang out place... YEAH RIGHT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to go A's house for some chillin' out and of course, studying. A word that was under-used in my Sec 4 days. Now regretting it, its frequently used nowadays as I have to attain a top grade for that one lousy subject &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;which I failed-which I dread most-which is an essential subject to get me into a poly-&lt;/span&gt;which is maths, for the upcoming exam in Nov.&lt;br /&gt;And by the way, guess what she was doing when I arrived at her doorstep.... putting up a shrine, yes a Shrine for her &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most favourite in the world-to die for-breathes/lives/eats them&lt;/span&gt;- J-Rock bands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually quite amazed with my sense of direction. It was just a symphony of trains and bus rides which I just blindly take without questioning myself if I was in the correct route and voila, there I was under A's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, during my train ride home, these group of non-locals were in the same carriage as me. This guy had a can of red-bull and a straw stuck through the ring hole of the can and hoisting it up. But his mate decided to be playful and shook his hand violently a few times and suddenly the can top gave way and had red bull ''spat'' right into his face, and the rest on his shirt and pants. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115211747525326648?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115211747525326648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115211747525326648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115211747525326648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115211747525326648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/amazing-that-i-could-actually-stay-at.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115192848749320106</id><published>2006-07-03T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:47.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, Its 7.43pm right now and I just woke up not long ago. Funny how I made myself a promise to try and turn my sleeping hours back to normal asap, oh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was one of my most tiring days ever. The day before, I couldnt sleep till 7am. But then I had it clearly in my mind that I had to be awake by 10 am no matter what cos' my mum decided to be evil and dragged me to the market with her. So I obediently got up after she came into my room to inform me of the time. Luckily I was armed with a bottle of water or I would have wrinkled up like a dried mango. The sun was so unforgiving that anyone standing under it would feel its wrath within 5 mins.&lt;br /&gt;So thank goodness for sheltered walkways, I made my way safely to the market. And boy, I was in for a rude shock when I arrived. The place was stuffy and packed. The housewives and aunties were just so relentless in their grocery shopping. But having promised my mother that I would accompany her, I had no choice but to dive into the crowd of sweaty housewives and rude aunties bargaining for a better price....Argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I make it out alive? OF COURSE I DID, if not I wouldn't be here typing about that horrific experience. I was back home by 12 and I told myself that the next visit to the market would not be anytime soon within this year. At the same time, I was comtemplating whether to head to the gym or to take a shower and hit the sack to catch up on lost sleep. But 3 hours of sleep couldn't deter me from heading to the gym at George St, FitnessFirst.&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful as it is, I didn't get to use to pool for long thanks to the another group of "not too slim" aunties carrying out their Aquabotics class. So I was forced to head back to the machines for more workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was outta that place by 4 plus and met &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt; by 5 plus at paragon for some heavy dinner at Din Tai Fung. I think I'm getting sick of that place. I always eat the same thing and its getting boring. Gotta think of nicer places to dine soon. =) M &amp; I were rather bored after dinner so we decided to pay &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; a visit since she decided to wake up after dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lazy to elaborate the rest cos its pretty boring. I have no idea how am I going to sleep later. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;"&gt;OH, I NEED A JOB DESPERATELY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115192848749320106?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115192848749320106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115192848749320106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115192848749320106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115192848749320106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/well-its-7.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115179084769974319</id><published>2006-07-02T05:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:46.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The thoughts that races through my mind,&lt;br /&gt;Freely as they run, unrestricted as they may seem,&lt;br /&gt;Its existances is all but a void in reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lying in bed every night, my tears flow down unknowingly,&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to fake a smile everyday,&lt;br /&gt;Trying so hard to be delusional in every way&lt;br /&gt;Seems so impossible, seems so utterly bleak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep running, running from the demons of my fears,&lt;br /&gt;Fearing that I would have to see my family torn apart.&lt;br /&gt;Seconds passed like hours as I sit in the corner,&lt;br /&gt;Listening to all the nasty things being said.&lt;br /&gt;Their quarrels drowns out my cries,&lt;br /&gt;Cries for someone to take me away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promises that they made to me,&lt;br /&gt;Are all broken as I step into the threshold of a broken family.&lt;br /&gt;Days become weeks, weeks become months and months become endless.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the endless thoughts I have, the unrestricted dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Longing to feel the warmth again, longing to have a Home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;These are not copied, so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115179084769974319?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115179084769974319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115179084769974319&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115179084769974319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115179084769974319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/thoughts-that-races-through-my-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115170242506897880</id><published>2006-07-01T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:46.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Slow down, or you'll kick the bucket. Metaphorically or literally depends on your situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Today I organised an outing that was out of the ordinary. An outing to catch a soccer match. And never thought that my ex-classmates can actually get along so well with my outside friends. O well, its not like I find surprises everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the soccer match was pretty much boring for the first half, but the second half was pretty exciting. I shall spare you the details here as you probably would have heard it from somebody else already. So after that, it was one heavy supper at the kopitiam opp. cine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate to say this once again but I really do miss my barker days. You probably would have read about it entries ago but its a nostalgic feeling that hits me every once in a while in this fast past society. Its not like I'm living a fast pace life right now. Which brings me to another topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was walking home with Jon, I noticed how quickily he was walking as if he was rushing for somewhere, and I had a lil difficulty keeping up with him. Everyone has school and they have to rush from lectures to lectures and it happens so often, it becomes a habit to walk quickily as if you're rushing to somewhere when you're not. I mean now that I'm not schooling, I've noticed how my life has been slowing down and I actually have the time to appreciate the little things around me that normally would have been missed out if I was rushing for some place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez, speaking of which, I'm not even schooling and I'm having wierd stress related breakouts. Its funny how SG can create such immense pressure on the growing teens and working adults that they're forced to keep moving on at such a rapid pace that they cannot slow down to reflect on what they've done is right or wrong. But...through time, everyone grows and learns from what they've experienced. If it's good, feel good about it and move on. Same goes for the bad, don't be sore about it and look forward to a brighter future that only you yourself can create. But never sit down and ponder about what's done. There's nothing that can bring back the past and you cannot do anything about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115170242506897880?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115170242506897880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115170242506897880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115170242506897880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115170242506897880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/07/slow-down-or-youll-kick-bucket.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115165552309515279</id><published>2006-06-30T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:46.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mood - Alive&lt;br /&gt;Music - J/Rock- Shichisan Quenka by 73shiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Its always that time of the year where somebody will naturally start to feel bored and think about starting a relationship, an intimate relationship with someone. And I did not mean a sexual relationship, so please keep your bedroom thoughts to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was saying, starting a relationship maybe the best thing to keep yourself distracted and occupied if you've got too much spare time in your life. For mine...? Hmmm, lets see.... I've got no school, no work, and only maths to do everything. That pretty much sums up the fact that I've got loads of spare time in my life right now.&lt;br /&gt;And even a close friend of mine suggested that I should get attached soon. Haha. Pretty hilarious given how I live my life as a carefree person who has no intention of being "tied down", if that's what you wanna term it. But its worth giving it a shot again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I make such an entry that means I've already thought about the person that I wanna date. And its maybe for fun or for real, and the only way to find out is to actually try it out. That person also has too much time to spare. And don't even think that reading on this sentence will provide you with juicy details of who I am going to date. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly speaking, Its been ages since I last played the dating game. Kinda miss that feeling but then again, the last dating game I had was rather a pain in the ass and it was before long that I tossed it outta the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after so much talk, I'm not even sure if my plan is going to take place at all.&lt;br /&gt;But its worth a shot isn't it? Haha, Just an entry to tickle the brain a lil here and there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115165552309515279?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115165552309515279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115165552309515279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115165552309515279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115165552309515279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/mood-alive-music-jrock-shichisan.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115150456570816912</id><published>2006-06-28T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:46.108+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This entire week has been an endless cycle of studying out, gyming, doing nothing, late nite on the comp and unhealthy suppers. I got quite disappointed that i couldnt get the OCBC temp job which i heard was paying quite well. O well, I guess job hunting is in my to-do list again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching the news just now and apparently Newton Hawker centre has moved back to its original site and its due to open this coming sat. But the bad news is that this sat's the day that the envirnomental agency will impose the ban on smoking at outdoor eateries unless there's a smoking zone which is pretty pathetic. Its going be at most 20% of the entire floor space............. Great newss huh.. jus when i wanted to watch soccer on friday and have my supper at newton after that. Sheez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with A online when he suggested to hold another class gathering. This time it'll be easier cos someone has offered his place to hold the gathering. hahha. its fun that i get to organise such things cos i'd love to see people drunk, people that normally are quite against drinking and have no idea what issit like to be high, let alone drunk. he he he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Chris is back, but im not sure if i'd be able to hold it in time before he leaves singapore again. He's only be in SG for 2 weeks. Pretty rush eh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115150456570816912?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115150456570816912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115150456570816912&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115150456570816912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115150456570816912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/this-entire-week-has-been-endless.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115135319193893565</id><published>2006-06-27T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:45.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha, I was idling around the comp, as usual, and i suddenly remembered that there were a lot of pictures taken in school during my sec 3 days. and they're all taken when the teacher's in class. haha. but they JOIN IN THE FUN TOO!&lt;br /&gt;back then i my braces werent on yet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;well. these are it. enjoy. they are actually quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/threesome2.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/suicide.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/medarylthong.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mechem.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meandmeetchhand.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meadler.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meballerz.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/weirdlook.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/jonmedaryl.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/perfectmohawk.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/flowerboys.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/bloopermoments.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/blooper3.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/attitudeinnocent.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mesuckin.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/theclass.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/memitchchua.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/juliagab.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/chemlab.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/guaiboyhairs.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/xelibri.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/retarded.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mejames.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/pouty.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/sleepinginclass.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/boobs.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. here are photos of some of our teachers. they are pretty candid. so its rather funny. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/iseedeadppl.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! I SEE MORE STUPID STUDENTS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/ahcheng.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wrong... wrong... ALL WRONGGG!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/casidysoh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighhh.. made a damn wrong choice to teach in this hell hole......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/angrylau.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY YOU!! TAKE THAT CAMERA AWAY BEFORE I SHOVE IT INTO YOUR ARESHOLE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/hitlerwonder.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUHAHAHHAHHA! I AM HITLER OF MATH LAND!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/wonderwang.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyohhhh!!!! SHUDDUP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/tangfone.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tot no handphones are allow in class?! OI! DETENTION FOR YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mrloh.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont take me laaa. im having a bad hair day... cant you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/micman.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mhmmmmm.... the microphone is tastier than i thought.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poets.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy...how many times must i explain it to you....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mrlim.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm... Im more photogenic than i thought....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mrlaushy.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH. SHY LAAAA.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115135319193893565?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115135319193893565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115135319193893565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115135319193893565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115135319193893565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/haha-i-was-idling-around-comp-as-usual.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115118285830792736</id><published>2006-06-25T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:45.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okayyy. I was typing a whole chuck of entry until i was lost so i decided to try typing about something else instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People wonder what happens if they try something out of the ordinary. Im sure you'd like to find out what happens if for example you'll be able to fly or read people's thoughts. Well. I'd say that this is the only good side of things happening out of the ordinary. The bad side is much uglier than you think. I mean like what happens if you're entire family just disappears one day and you're left alone kinless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrrr. ok. that was randommm.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what's wrong with me today. I keep typing about senseless things that will never happen and to be honest, my mind is blank right now.................................................................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. lemme do a random post todae.&lt;br /&gt;Things on my computer table.&lt;br /&gt;- printer&lt;br /&gt;- monitor&lt;br /&gt;- CPU&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of speakers&lt;br /&gt;- 3 empty water bottles&lt;br /&gt;- handphone&lt;br /&gt;- a heavy duty paper clip&lt;br /&gt;- a pen holder&lt;br /&gt;- telephone&lt;br /&gt;- 2 webcams (one's not working, lazy to plug it out)&lt;br /&gt;- a packet of tissue&lt;br /&gt;- a pair of avaitor shades&lt;br /&gt;- a thumb drive&lt;br /&gt;- a mousepad from ripcurl&lt;br /&gt;and lots more random stuff that might fill up the entire page.&lt;br /&gt;neways. i'll blog later. im on the fone right now. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115118285830792736?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115118285830792736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115118285830792736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115118285830792736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115118285830792736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/okayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115108790015264730</id><published>2006-06-24T02:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:44.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmmm.. today has been an eventful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was woken up by my dog's barks which was quite timely as i had to meet amanda and james. That woman was almost 1 hour late but i didnt complain even tho i was hungry which was odd considering how grouchy i am when im hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda needed to register at TMC academy to further her studies and to be honest, i think she'll do well in the course that she signed up for. afterall. its her forte. So next stop was orchard road via mrt. It almost killed us. It was peak hour and it was cityhall. imagine the crowd. james almost got caught in between the closing doors.haha.&lt;br /&gt;you know. the thing is that i quite dislike going to town on weekend evenings and walking along the streets of orchard and keep getting knocked into. it happens all the time where those blind shoppers shud jus peel their eyes off the goods for a few seconds to see where they're walking. even if they knock into somebody, they pretend like it never happened and contiune browsing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was off to paragon for fitness first where amanda and i signed up for their memberships. it was rather expensive i have to admit. but it was rather worth it cos the facilities were pretty attractive. and the service they provide was something that california fitness can never match up to. go to their website to find out more. you'll be interested too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally it was to alley bar to watch soccer when ivan and cal joined us. poor them. they lost their bet cos spain jus wouldnt score another goal.haha. cal wanted to drown his sorrows. haha. my heart goes out to you. =)&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. tmr im dying to go and check out the other branches of fitness first.dying to see what other posh facilities they have to offer. afterall. i need to get away from laguna beach for a while. its taking a toll on me. metaphorically speaking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115108790015264730?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115108790015264730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115108790015264730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115108790015264730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115108790015264730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115096611131729280</id><published>2006-06-22T16:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:44.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00318.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00316.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well. on tues. i decided to go along with this idea of gg to the airport to study overnite with sally and marcus. it is actually a very quiet and condusive place to study so i wouldnt mind gg there. and its far away from town and whatever distractions. so all you can do is study. the pics are from the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after studying at the airport, I didnt sleep a wink and i headed straight to meet C and I before heading to sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;The stupid weather forecast said that there'll be light rain. But the skies were so clear and bright with not a slightest hint of rain that it will rain.&lt;br /&gt;It was bright yet windy at sentosa. So lying there almost had me fast asleep. luckily i woke up in time before i was burnt. But still. Im dark enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now. Im chatting with a fren online and she mentioned that she hates jc now cos its stressful and whatever and she wants to transfer to a poly soon.&lt;br /&gt;So looks like next year its another competition for a place in poly again.haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways. I might be heading out with a few hommies to watch soccer. I'll blog again=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant really be bothered. Its who you are and i've long accepted that fact.no point bringing back the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115096611131729280?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115096611131729280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115096611131729280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115096611131729280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115096611131729280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/well_22.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-115054603542801982</id><published>2006-06-17T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whoa. Time passes the fastest when you're the least aware of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole month has been studying and chilling and studying and.......... studying. Yes. I know that sounds wierd but what the hell, who cares. I wanna get an A1 for my maths at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I was chatting with someone who is 19 already. And that person is finally sick of clubbing and is more into chilling over a few drinks and a good topic.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is I'm only 16 plus. And I'm already doing that way before that person. I'm feeling wierd cos I feel really old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My plans are to study overnite at Changi Airport next week with a fren and Im not really sure if it'll work out cos i might end up falling asleep you know. I might end up watch planes fly away instead of trying to work out that question on the maths book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya. I'm suppose to go DXO later, but like what i jus mentioned above. I think I'll jus sit arnd with a few drinks and watch ppl. The dance floor's damn stuffy and DXO. Feels like a sauna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiights. That's all that I'm gonna post for todae. I'll find a new template if I can be bothered and I'll update more often.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE SLUT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-115054603542801982?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/115054603542801982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=115054603542801982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115054603542801982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/115054603542801982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/whoa.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114987117766834131</id><published>2006-06-10T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:43.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay, Its been 2 whole weeks (or more) since i last updated. Lots has happened and lots to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, tuition has started and its been alright. Nothing too stressful and all that maths work seems deja vu to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, FYI to everyone out there. I'm no longer going SIM to study cos I jus want to score well for my maths and go to a poly. Instead of spending 3k+ on a 6 mth course that does nothing except most of the maths. Might as well do it in the poly where everything is included. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, this is especially important to those taking o's this yr. I've got sources telling me that the Science papers and E Maths is going to be rather tough compared to yr 2004 and 03'. Don't bother abt 05' cos its a experimential batch year. So better buck up cos it wont be as smooth sailing as you think it will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally. Ipod Vid's are coming my way. After a second delay. I'm finally getting my Ipod Vid tmr. Black/30gb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. Now for daily happenings. Tmr is Amanda's Bdae. She's celebrating it at Alleybar. There's going to be TONS of alcohol. And Rouge will be after that. Hmmm... not sure if she'll make it up to Rouge with the amount of alcohol that is going to be consumed. There will be someone making an appearence there. A friend whom we have contacted recently after losing contact or abt 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORLD CUP is in. And it means less crowds for me in orchard road. The streets of orchard road are getting more and more rowdy. There are so many 'blind' shoppers who jus blatantly walk and brush pass you without even realising that they've knocked into someone. Within a distance of 200m. I can be knocked 7 times! How irritating is that?! LIKE OPEN YOUR FRIGGING EYES AND LOOK WHERE YOU'RE GOING. THE SALE IS NOT GOING TO END INSTANTLY THE MINUTE YOU LOOK AWAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, my nocturnal life is becoming more and more expensive. Suppers are a must for me and still havent found a supper kakhi near my place. Well, there's one, but she lives in Bukit Batok. Haha. Talk abt distance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114987117766834131?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114987117766834131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114987117766834131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114987117766834131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114987117766834131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/06/okay-its-been-2-whole-weeks-or-more.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114848731461828854</id><published>2006-05-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Remember I blogged about reminicising the past cine days. Well, its back to haunt me again. Haha. Today, I was at cine to catch X-Men III, The last stand. It was very good. I'll highly recommend it to all of you reading this right now. In fact, I might watch it again cos it is that good. I WANT to tell you how the story goes but I shall be considerate and let you find out for yourselves in the theatre itself =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to what I saying. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; arrived a today at cine to meet us for the movie and she came emptied-stomach. So she decided to go to the Taiwan Shilin Snack Stall to get the XXL Crispy chicken.And 2 guys were working there. While there K called. Here's how it went,:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K: Where the F*ck are you?&lt;br /&gt;Me:I'm at the F*cking Taiwan Shilin Snack Stall, F*ck.&lt;br /&gt;K:Oh okay, We'll meet you at the Cinema level, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of phone conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Little did I know that the guy working there was very offended by what I said on the phone about the stall. So he kept staring at me after I hung up the call. I realised what happened only after I looked up and saw him staring really hard at me. So how this is how it went,:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What?!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng 1: What the f*ck did you say about this place?!&lt;br /&gt;Me:I said the F*cking Snack stall....? Anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng 1: *Pauses to stare*&lt;br /&gt;Me:What's wrong man?&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng 1: You shut the f*ck up I tell you, you Bloody Asshole!&lt;br /&gt;Me:Huh? Hey, relax man. What I said offended you?! Its not like you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OWN&lt;/span&gt; the stall?!&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beng 1: *Pauses to starE again*&lt;br /&gt;Nice Ah Beng 2: Err... actually his mum owns the stall.....&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ohhh... I see. Hey! Yo! Relax man. I didnt know that. I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sorrryy&lt;/span&gt; thennn.....(I said it with so much sacarsm, haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**45 sec of awkward silence........ Ah Beng disappears behind for a while and reappears again. Still looking angry**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hey man, relax laa, take a chill pill.&lt;br /&gt;Nice Ah Beng 2: *Hang signals to Hush*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ah whatever, F*cked up stall. (Walks away with &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; after collecting the chicken)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe that this kinda thing still happens la. haha. I was seriously not offended by him cos i cant blame him for being so lowly educated till he has to confront somebody like that.... The AH BENG WAY.. I know I'm more educated than to go and pick a fight with him. Haha. Its my mouth. I say what I want. Haha. Too bad you heard it.&lt;br /&gt;If it was 3 yrs ago, Woah..... "Tai Zi" straight away man! Bring it on! hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114848731461828854?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114848731461828854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114848731461828854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114848731461828854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114848731461828854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/remember-i-blogged-about-reminicising.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114841797527184040</id><published>2006-05-24T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:42.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Topic 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asia -  The left out continent as compared to the rest of the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, Mariah is having a concert and its going to be a summer tour. I'm real excited but there is one problem. The major BIG problem. SO big, that left me disappointed. Its a US ONLY TOUR! Fuck! What will her fans in Asia do? watch her concert on DVD's in a few years time from now? Hell no! I am going to do something about it. I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;will &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;do something about it......... that's if its withing my capacity to.... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topic 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&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 style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I have friends.&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who is SUPER high maintanence. He will never settle for anything that is non-branded. He will have his way. He will do everything the high-end way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends&lt;br /&gt;I have a few close friends. They are not super high maintanence. But still high maintanence enuff to burn a hole in pockets like mine. They'll not take a bus/train if its crowded and take a taxi even if its gonna cost a bomb. They'll shop in town and nowhere else. They'll think twice about hawker centres and coffeeshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have friends&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of friends. They are super easy going. They are not high maintanence at all. If Baleno or Giordano fits, they have no qualms about it. They'll take the bus/train even if its going to take forever to reach their destinations. They'll eat at hawker centers or coffeeshops and make no complains about it. They'll walk if its withing walking distances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random posting.&lt;br /&gt;People do feel sad you know. The happier they look, the sadder they are when they're down. They tend to be more confused about themselves when things are not going the right way. Those are people that have lots bottled up inside them and will find it difficult to share unless they're drunk or anything along those lines.&lt;br /&gt;Chew on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114841797527184040?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114841797527184040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114841797527184040&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114841797527184040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114841797527184040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/topic-1-asia-left-out-continent-as.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114832827173728627</id><published>2006-05-23T03:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:42.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, help me out here. Im bad at remembering which date i posted till. But what the heck....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways. the weekend was rather eventful. Saturday was Chronic ( is this the correct spelling? urh. whatever) and it was - not to be mean  - but a failure. I saw loads of ex-barker people showing up but only a handful could get in because why.....? It was held at indochine@wisma..... Don't the clubbers out there know that parties held at Indochine@wisma is known for underagers? So, the bouncers decided to be extra strict..... They ID-ed you when you go in..... They ID you when you re-enter.... They ID you when you come out of the toilet......Not forgetting that the bouncers confiscated a thick stack of ID's that people tried to get pass with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music was kinda what i'd call -economic rice- cos all the genres of music are literally badly mixed together. First minute you get Hiphop/Rnb then the next minute you get Techno and the progressing to Trance and suddenly Commerical Rock/pop. I was seriously in need of earplugs so that i will not intoxicate myself in such a bad remix of songs. And to make matters worst, the place got raided.... I dunno, thankfully i was outside 9/10 of the time chatting with other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thank gooodness there was sundae as it was Happy day, with no pun intention. Haha. The music there was AWESOME! They play all kinds of music and you do not get "Genre Shocks" where R&amp;B can suddenly change to Trance/Techno. They remixed it so well that its really great to dance to. They can remix Mariah's Don't Forget About Us to something that was fantastic for the dance floors.  Seriously, Happy is a place for music lovers of all kinds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, Monday. Kinda woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Shall not go into it as I cannot be bothered. But met Cal for a lil shopping today. That !@#$%^# said WE would go shopping, but i ended up the only one buying stuff.  Whatever........ So the "shopping" trip ended with a hearty feast at NYDC heeren. Ate a lot, quite a lot to be exact and now here I am typing away at 4am exactly feeling a lil hungry. Bahh..&lt;br /&gt;I think i'll force myself to sleep in jsut a while and force myself to go to the gym later on in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiights, that's for now. Will Blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;P.S New Urban Male has not replied me yet. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114832827173728627?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114832827173728627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114832827173728627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114832827173728627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114832827173728627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-help-me-out-here.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114806530961033205</id><published>2006-05-20T02:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:42.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Parties, Study, Sleep, Bum, Hang out....This endless cycle has to end or I'll grow fat...&lt;br /&gt;Well, given my size, that might not happen till maybe 10 yrs down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, today I passed by Cine and I thought that I wouldnt see anyone familiar there, I mean like, that place is so 3 yrs ago.&lt;br /&gt;Yet I saw at least 13 ppl I used to hang out with or actually know....&lt;br /&gt;Back in da good 'ol days.... Weekdays are filled with students like me in uniform heading straight to Cine's bowling alley to drop my bags and then head down to have lunch. Before you know it, and endless stream of students of around my age are flooding the entire complex. Lunch would be a painstaken process as we sit down and chit chat non-stop abt the happenings of the whatever timings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then its back to the Bowling alley to sit around do nothing or maybe try and look intelligent and study a lil. Chit chat once again till evening where many would have gone home and maybe leaving a few behind. These few would usually include me and dinner would be included before all of us part ways to go home. This cycle would be repeated from Mondays to Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri's and Sat is almost the same. Jus that we are in street wear. Hanging arnd in large groups everywhere and be the centre of attention cos of our loud chattering. And maybe if we feel like it, we might create a lil staring game with unknown people and create a lil fight that leads to lots of bazaar. Leading everyone to call everyone they know down to the venue and before long, that place, usually outside cine, would be filled with at least 50 people of like 2nd or maybe 3rd degree friends who are backing all of us up with that lil "tai zi" we created.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha, how much fun we had laa.. but now, that place is jus filled with all the unknown people who are tryin to make it happen. Wierd dress sense, crazy hair do, etc etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;Well, its always a time in life where we would miss a part of our lives where we had the most fun and wish that it would happen all over again. But we know that it will NEVER happen because we are always trying to catch up with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough what that reminiscing of the past. Some random pictures for you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00208.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00210.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00223.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00122.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114806530961033205?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114806530961033205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114806530961033205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114806530961033205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114806530961033205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/parties-study-sleep-bum-hang-out.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114755392460472034</id><published>2006-05-14T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:41.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Stress brings out the worst in people, it brings people to their lowest and angriest point. They lead people into a state of confusion. You know you are at the lowest point in life when you are in a state of confusion as you see people rejoicing or mourning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I call numb.&lt;br /&gt;Numb to the point where you are actually trying to remember to feel how is it like being just a little happy or sad, let alone the extremes of both ends. Numb to the point that even though you are at gun-point, you are still so composed and trying so hard to understand why they look so estactic when they have realised their dreams or crying till they have no more tears when their loved ones are gone. Numb to the point that your heart cannot break anymore because its already in a million pieces and you cannot cry anymore because there are no more tears to cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not surprisingly to myself, I just found out that I'm a person who is trying so hard to understand what is it like being happy or sad... Trying so hard to understand what is the purpose in life. Trying hard everyday to please the people around me who have placed hopes on me, hoping that I will become the person that they dreamed of. Trying so hard that I've completely lost myself along the way, unable to see what is ahead of me and what I initially dreamed of achieving...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always tell me that there is always a turning point in life where you start afresh, fresh like a blank piece of paper waiting to be illustrated and molded into who I truly am suppose to be. But that point in life seem so very far away that I might give up along the way, just to see a glimpse of it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family members are suppose to be the only ones closest to you apart from your friends. They are suppose to be there to console you when you are down, to celebrate with you when you are happy, to guide you when you are confused and lost, to walk with you when you're alone, to let you feel wanted when you are outcasted, to bring you peace when you are frustrated and to let you open up without fear of being laughed at when you hold a dark secret.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you all these so easily, but I've yet to be able to experience it for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true when they say that when a person looks happy and cheerful all the time, they are actually extremely sad and isolated deep down inside. A self defense mechanism to protect yourself. The mind will betray the heart that it actually is not alone and has many reasons to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, I know I've been betrayed.... many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114755392460472034?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114755392460472034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114755392460472034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114755392460472034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114755392460472034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/stress-brings-out-worst-in-people-it.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114746837180429522</id><published>2006-05-13T04:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:41.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;At the present moment, Im rather ticked off.&lt;br /&gt;I have an ex-classmate and I was not very fond of him from the start. So lets name this person AAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAA had an idea right from the very beginning that he wanted to have a class reunion and all that stuff but it was not put to action cos he didnt bother to.&lt;br /&gt;So one day, I too, decided to have a class reunion. I contacted everyone and let one of my ex-classmates to contact AAA and tell him abt it. I also ask him to pass the message to AAA that he might be in charge of alcohol and he needs to get back to me ASAP. Apparently, he gave me the impression that AAA was super difficult to contact when he's just a fone call away. So i decided to get the alcohol myself. but little didnt know at that point of time that the particular ex-classmate was not very fond of AAA because of some recent issues too. And he kept giving excuses not to call AAA and all. WTF right? Harlo! if you dun like AAA then tell me la. i ask someone else to do the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly a week before the reunion was abt to take place and everyone else knew what they are suppose to bring and where the reunion was held and all, AAA msged me and asked me if i needed him to bring anything or what. I was rather irritated at that point of time that he got back to me only then. So i told him that no need and he jus needed to show up and i told him that i will confirm everything with him the next day abt the rest of the details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i forgot all abt it the next day. So naturally when someone does not get back to your as mentioned. you will contact that person back right? esp when it is one of your ex-classmates organising something like a class reunion. BUT AAA DIDNT GET BACK TO ME! HELLOOO.... ORGANISERS ARE BUSY PPL YOU KNOW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was only reminded of AAA the nite before the reunion, so i msged him myself and told him all the rest of the details. But the very next morning, AAA msged me again telling me that he cannot show up cos he got a splitting headache and all and he was seeing a doc. I was like huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i jus found out thru AAA's blog that he was lying and he didnt see a doc. he was running arnd town after sch with his other frens till midnite before he got home!!! And inside that same post. he said that he didnt like the fact if ppl didnt like him or whatever, they shud tell him straight in the face and not backstab him or give excuses etc.&lt;br /&gt;So obvious its pointing to me that he didnt like the fact that if i didnt want to invite him, i shudnt have waited till last min to tell him of the plans?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlo! i did invite him lor. Now i dont know what was told to him via that ex-classmate that i asked to contact AAA that made him say this kind of thing.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah. whatever la. irritating ppl one by one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114746837180429522?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114746837180429522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114746837180429522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114746837180429522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114746837180429522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/at-present-moment-im-rather-ticked-off.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114728696506521316</id><published>2006-05-11T02:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:20.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha. This is a long awaited entry.&lt;br /&gt;Im sitting at home doing nothing and finally decided to post this Since its Darren's Wedding.The only missing picture here is a picture of the Bride &amp;amp; Groom. Which we didnt have a chance to take with cos he was so busy entertaining other guests.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, the drinks were free-flow for everything till 10pm that nite and we jus kept ordering. i had a&lt;br /&gt;[QuickFuck, BlowJob, Kamakazi, Sperm Shooters. 4 Specially concocted drinks by the bar. A Double Flamin Lamborghini, a Champagne, A Heineken and a Lychee Martini]&lt;br /&gt;I was quite drunk by 1030 and was lying on the day-bed trying to sober up.&lt;br /&gt;I remember lots of my colleagues were poking fun of me. You idiots. I'll have my revenge. hahha.&lt;br /&gt;So as I'm typing, mandy, jeremy, alvin mayrou bla bla bla are at MOS right now.I might go tmr. haha. Smoove in main arena. WHOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, pictures of Darren's Wedding nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Goof @ Loof. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00135.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00134.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00133.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00132.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00131.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00130.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00129.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00128.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00127.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00126.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSC00125.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114728696506521316?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114728696506521316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114728696506521316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114728696506521316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114728696506521316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114667961163384140</id><published>2006-05-04T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:19.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;When I was a kid in my pre-school years. I was the apple of the family. Armed with a sharp tongue and witty brain, I was able to amuse everyone around me.&lt;br /&gt;When I entered Primary School, I always thought that I was stubborn and talkative. My teachers always needed to find a way to shut me up as I was one of the loudest in class. I got into trouble a few times in school and twice with my principal and I always took everything I had around me for granted. But they all never looked at me as a hopeless child. They never gave up on me as they knew that it is just my playfulness. But overall, I got along well with most teachers and classmates with enemies that are few to non.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondary school shaped me. It had given me many chances to bring out the best in me, but I threw a few back into their faces by disappointing them with my foolishness. Throughout secondary school, friends knew me as the infamous Prefect. Teachers knew me as the outspoken one. Though never the academically inclined one, I always took up leadership in many different areas that molded me into who I am today. No matter how difficult the challenge was, I somehow would still find a way around it. I thought it could be applied into my exams which I never took it seriously. My PSLE was done half heartedly, all my secondary school exams were done without much preparation and I managed to get promoted. So, stuck with this mentality that it would happen the same to my O's, I went into the exam hall with last minute preparations. Though it felt like much of a breeze, my results slapped really hard to wake me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, facing the consquences of my unflattering attitude, I am stuck in the middle of nowhere.&lt;br /&gt;These few days are filled with curiosity and anxiety. It so bad that it comes to a point of restlessness and extreme self-hatred.&lt;br /&gt;I blame myself so hard for screwing the most important exam in this very unforgiving society. A society that sucks you dry and dumps you aside after you have lost your worth.&lt;br /&gt;Having to face rejections one after another, you become numb to the disappointed. Life has became a bitch to me and it has bitten me hard in the ass telling me that I should kick aside that unwelcoming attitude towards the people and things around me.&lt;br /&gt;I want to tell myself there is still a ray of light at the end of the tunnel. But the long and harsh journey has taken a toll on me and I'm close to giving up the fight. My soul is dying and my flesh is weak. I'm mentally and emotionally drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Lord help me.&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114667961163384140?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114667961163384140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114667961163384140&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114667961163384140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114667961163384140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114664014724013519</id><published>2006-05-03T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:19.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS IS THE FUTURE OF THE MRT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;I KNOW WHAT YOU ARE THINKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WE ARE ALL GOING TO BE BLURRRR SOTONGS! BAHHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/MRT.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114664014724013519?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114664014724013519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114664014724013519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114664014724013519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114664014724013519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-is-future-of-mrt.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114663988824011998</id><published>2006-05-03T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:18.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;These are pictures from Marcus's and Darius's birthday. haha. scroll down and you spot marcus smiling for the first time in front of a camera nicely! candid shot tho. haha&lt;br /&gt;It was at hanabi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG2162.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG2153.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG2155.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG2154.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/DSCN051551.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/33177.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/33108.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114663988824011998?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114663988824011998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114663988824011998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114663988824011998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114663988824011998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/these-are-pictures-from-marcuss-and.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114659221158030326</id><published>2006-05-03T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:18.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Okay, this is the new template.&lt;br /&gt;Had taken such a long time just to hunt for this simple yet a lil touch of MCP thing to it&lt;br /&gt;Gimme your comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114659221158030326?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114659221158030326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114659221158030326&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114659221158030326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114659221158030326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay-this-is-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114651501390299218</id><published>2006-05-02T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:17.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Its been such a long time published abt the happenings of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Lets start of with what I can remember.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th April.&lt;br /&gt;That's the furthest back i could recall.&lt;br /&gt;Mum &amp;amp; I decided that I register for SIM and at the same time wait for all the polys to reply me.&lt;br /&gt;Did i mention that i quit my job at loof? i think so rite. hhaha. So on this day, I registered at SIM with Maylou. Freakin $52.50 just for the registration. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr........ since i've been bumming so im bad with dates.&lt;br /&gt;But i recall tonning at kane's hse with clo. we swam the whole nite till sunrise and was uber tired. I didnt sleep when i got home. Instead, was bumming arnd and waited till 9.30 to head down to PS to get mum a new fone. Nokia 7230 i think.....&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Singtel ComCentre at Somerset to get my Sony Ericsson W800i. By then it was already 1.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Headed home to take a nap.&lt;br /&gt;Got fussed by kane to wake up and head to poh's chalet. It was aiight. It was her birthday so i stayed for a while more before it got quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;Headed over to kane's hse again with clo and trace and swim again. this time amanda, joyce and deborah came over. I was seriously lacking of sleep that amanda and i headed home the moment the clock stuck 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then did nothing till recently met up with kane and sally again for a supper and all.&lt;br /&gt;errr... okay. then i was online in the afternoon chatting with my ex-classmates toying with the idea of havin a class reunion.&lt;br /&gt;So once again, i was the organiser. Geez. would somebody step up to the job already.&lt;br /&gt;And the plans are now concrete. It will take place this Friday, 5th of May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, todae. kane and amanda were at acid bar getting a few drinks. it was before long when amanda called me and said that kane was high on a glass of red wine. i was like. HUHHH.....?&lt;br /&gt;bahahhaha. it was rather hilarious to see kane in an unusually high spirit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, before i decided to blog this long awaited entry. i was chatting online and cal gave me this link. it was a blog of 2 gay boys in singapore of my age. their entries consisted of their dates and their daily happenings.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, there are a lot of ppl who are not open minded abt their relationship and was flaming them. poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;O well, that's singapore for you. a society that always remains to be conservative due to the majority ageing population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to change my template but im uber lazy. somebody help me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114651501390299218?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114651501390299218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114651501390299218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114651501390299218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114651501390299218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/05/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114519089918281785</id><published>2006-04-16T20:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:17.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, I wanna slap myself! I MISSED DJ TIESTO AT MOS!!!&lt;br /&gt;Blame myself for not quitting my job earlier so that I can go enjoy his music. Urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So right now, I'm settling down from my hectic life. Yesterday was my so called last day of work. I'm not really sure if I wanna go back there to work after school starts. I'm not sure if i have the time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I knew that the loof people were somehow were going to find out, I brought extra clothes.&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the day, I was trying to hide in one corner to avoid detection. Then Razali came up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Razali:Eh Paul... You're last day todae ah?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, you mean you didnt know?&lt;br /&gt;Razali: Aiyah, why nv tell me earlier, I can cook something better for you. Now only got Bacon Scallops.&lt;br /&gt;Me:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Giving that suspicious look)&lt;/span&gt; Issit? okay, thank you!&lt;br /&gt;Razali: Its in the kitchen. Ask Mei Ru to come also la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;( We both knew something was going to happen so we just stuck close to him.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me:It cannot be that simple lor! Look at those suspicious and conspiring faces of you both!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(At this moment, Victor, another chef inside the kitchen, suddenly took a pail of something and wanted to splash it at us! Mei Ru and I ran seperate ways.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, we avoided the first one. So Fred said damn loudly' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WAH. SO MANY LAST DAY AH! MUST HAVE FUN MAN!'. &lt;/span&gt;I quickily collected my tips, handed my fone over to Jia Xin for safe keeping and tried to excape to the lockers!&lt;br /&gt;Damn Yan Hong, ask her to hurry up with the keys and she took her own sweet time.&lt;br /&gt;Thennn, the trouble begins. Razali, Derick and Steven suddenly ran towards us each with a jug of water. I ran and headed towards the backstairs, but still got splashed. And over there! Brandon was waiting for me with the FIRE HOSE! The moment i reached the backstairs, he aim the hose at me and started spraying like crazy! I was soaked thru......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I thought it was safe, Victor came up to me and sprayed something at me. IT WAS VINEGAR, FLOUR AND EGG YOLKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! So much for a last day. O well, I had fun.... haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114519089918281785?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114519089918281785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114519089918281785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114519089918281785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114519089918281785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/04/firstly-i-wanna-slap-myself-i-missed.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114496844888284817</id><published>2006-04-14T06:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:17.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After a whole night of insomnia, I got frustrated and decided not to sleep. I was waiting for a whole set of emails replying them. Funny how I am waiting for emails that needed urgent attention when I'm not even working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I decided to take a nap and head out to kill my afternoon, Eugene called me out for lunch and maybe a lil shopping. We dropped by at Din Tai Fung. Nothing special to report till he decided to order coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene: Can I have a Coke? (in a mix of loose chinese and english)&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Come again? (in crisp clear Chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can I have a Coke? (In perfect chinese)&lt;br /&gt;Waitress to Eugene: Huh? Having flu still want to drink coke? (chinese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eugene and I looked and each other that 'WTF' look and that waitress walked away. Coming back in a minute to pour him that glass of coke. Walked away, walked passed again and was giving that disappointed smile. HUH?! Did Din Tai Fung suddenly become a chinese medical hall? Its not like I question my customers at Loof why are they drinking that drink because of a personal reason that does not involve in myself........ Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopped a bit and headed down to Loof to meet Debbie. We ended up sitting at Loof to chill and had a few rounds of drinks. We got more company then we asked for. Lynn, Jen, Mandy and anon came to join us.&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me tell you. Creme de Cassis with Midori and a generous splash of Grapefruit juice is an EXTEMELY GOOD cocktail! Hans and Brandon concocted it for me while I was there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114496844888284817?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114496844888284817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114496844888284817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114496844888284817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114496844888284817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/04/after-whole-night-of-insomnia-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114481912792783129</id><published>2006-04-12T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:16.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life has hit me 'expectedly' again.&lt;br /&gt;I felt that it is something that is making me not do the right things at the right time and wrong things at the wrong time. Not that I'm blaming anyone but it is just that I feel I sudden have to face the reality of this world where setbacks are as often as car accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have approached Ngee Ann, Singapore and Republic polys. All 3 rejected me. So right now, its a long straight path down to ITE. Not that ITE is all that bad but sometimes I dont even understand my own thinking. Why is it that everyone has such a bad impression of ITE except the ITE students. Some people are actually willing to go into ITE despite the fact that they can go into some course in poly.&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those who thinks that ITE are for those who cannot careless about studies and just study for the sake of studying and not sure what to do in future after graduation.&lt;br /&gt;But I am a person who knows what I want to do in future, but the sad fact is that my maths is restricting me from doing LOTS of things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's what are my plans and what I've carried out.&lt;br /&gt;[PLAN A] I have registered for O's maths only, hoping that it can combine with my previous score for a proper entry into a poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PLAN B] I have decided to do well in ITE and head to poly if Plan A fails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[PLAN C] If all fails, then I just head straight to army after ITE and upon completion of army, I would head to a private instiution to further my studies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if all of these fails, its time for me to kill myself because it would show that I am truly hopeless despite all those plans...&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure what to feel right now, cos it was less that an hour ago that I received news that I cannot get a place in RP, my latest appeal poly, which was quite a last minute move. Well, I can only blame myself for it as I was just adopting the sit and wait attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGBOARD&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Aiken&lt;/span&gt;-- About damn time that you reappeared! Definately lunch someday! With diana. Just msg-ed her on friendster the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Tad&lt;/span&gt;-- Who the fuck are you? Its my father I am talking abt here. Not yours. So buzz off! You sure know how to chose a time to tell me "you ought to do some self REFLECTED'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114481912792783129?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114481912792783129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114481912792783129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114481912792783129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114481912792783129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-has-hit-me-expectedly-again.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114392528940442586</id><published>2006-04-02T04:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:16.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Everything's pissing my off now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;First is my father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Now my own tagboard. I cant fuckin' tag my own board!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[SHOUT OUTS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;--Hi smily. And I'm not Paula Bearrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;--Hi Deb, haha, how's life bumming around now? So much bumming that you've had time to tag my board. Ok the post was an error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[END OF SHOUT OUTS]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I came home happily from work and the first thing i get after opening the door was my father sitting in the living room asking in canto [didnt go for supper?] i merely replied [no..]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;And then later, i found that my clothes in the dryer didnt dry properly. So i decided to switch it on for another 20 mins cos it was still damp. But gosh! My father starting ranting at me?! He started shouting at me abt everything from the electricty bills down to my job!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Quote ''[ What work?! Everyday Work?! What kind of job are you holding?! You come home and sleep and eat and you're off to work again?!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I was sooo angry but i just kept quiet. FUCK YOU. ITS BEEN 4 MONTHS AND ONLY NOW YOU'RE SCOLDING ME ABT WORK? SHUT THE FUCK UP ALREADY! NOT LIKE YOU'VE BEEN SUCH A GREAT FATHER . AND ITS NOT LIKE YOU KNOW ME THAT WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fuck! I face drunk people at work all the time and I dont fucking need another drunk person at home to scold me! Disown me if you want to, not like I've treated you as family anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I literally had violent thoughts of how to shut him up and drive some fucking sense into him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;On a much lighter note, work ended early todae. Loof was completely free of customers at 2.45a.m so everyone jus decided to chill out my lying around the sofas and have fun shooting rubber bands, shooting ice, poking fun of Jeremy and Lynn and many more stupid stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hopefully tmr [or rather todae, Sundae] loof would be completely empty and free of customers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Who goes to a bar on a sundae? You've got fucking work tmr! GO HOME! ITS FAMILY DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Argh, I'm still boiling with anger now. Im stressed out enough by work, by worrying abt what school im heading to. Everything! Everything's FUCKING STRESSFUL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Fuck life........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114392528940442586?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114392528940442586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114392528940442586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114392528940442586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114392528940442586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/04/everythings-pissing-my-off-now.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114383864388287542</id><published>2006-04-01T04:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:16.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life never fails to catch us unaware.  Happening most of the time when you are least expecting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am quite fed-up with MacDonalds etc also disgruntily asking "Are you a member?" So what if I am?! So what if I'm not?! Does that make a fucking diff? jus gimme what I asked for and lemme pay up because you are wasting my time especially when I'm in a rush to go to work!&lt;br /&gt;It seems like not too long ago, the word member epitomizes the meaning of "being part of a luxurious company/club/organisation. Now, its such a common lingual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, life has pretty much been a routine for me. Or maybe a chore. I feel disheartened when i see young kids (not that im THAT old) in school uniforms happily loitering around town in cliques, laughing and poking fun of everything they see, like nothing seems to matter to them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I was once like that, but when it was time to pay the price of doing it repeatedly, boy, it sure was rather expensive. I've learnt to take whatever I have and treasure it really well because somethings cannot be replaced. ESPECIALLY TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todae, it was Deb's last day at loof. All was well until closing time came. BAHAHA! It happened when all of us least expected, let alone her. She happily signed out on the log file for the last time and was heading towards the long table to sit down and eat. Then came, "SPLASH!" and "SCREEEAM!!!"&lt;br /&gt; Darren, my bar captain, took a pail of water and poured it over her head. Her entire top was soaked through.&lt;br /&gt;20 mins later, the entire loof crew heard it again. "SCREEEEAM!!!!" Next came Deb storming outta the kitchen looked even more soaked then before. This time, my chef poured a bucket of SOAP water over her head. To end it off, Derick, my colleague, took half a jug of water and poured it over her again.&lt;br /&gt;Deb ended up soaked from head to toe and was dripping wet. What a way to end your last day at Loof. And she had nothing to change into except an oversized T-shirt from Jeremy that made her look like an auntie heading to the market in the morning to buy some veggies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end my post. PLEASE. RP. PLEASE. I BEG YOU!&lt;br /&gt;BYE~.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114383864388287542?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114383864388287542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114383864388287542&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114383864388287542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114383864388287542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/04/life-never-fails-to-catch-us-unaware_01.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114275971354381032</id><published>2006-03-19T17:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:15.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lets see.&lt;br /&gt;its now a sundae and been such a long time since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;RP hasnt responded to me yet. its sooooooo irritating.&lt;br /&gt;late nights out are costly&lt;br /&gt;day times are so last year&lt;br /&gt;nocturnal people are so urban now.&lt;br /&gt;night life is dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. im having fun teasing her online now.. ba.ha.ha.ha......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114275971354381032?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114275971354381032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114275971354381032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114275971354381032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114275971354381032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/03/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114189355158082683</id><published>2006-03-09T16:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:14.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>we were at Win's house playing mahjong and dp had to take a nap so that she had the energy to study for her driving basic theory.&lt;br /&gt;in the midst of taking a nap, Win's dogs felt tired too and this is the result of excessive playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate052.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate051.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate050.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute aint it?&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, im trying to sell my tickets and its not working very well. Heck it. Its next thurs anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My application for RP is taking forever to process. Im praying hard that i'll get in so that i wont have to go ITE. Everybody's telling me not to go because it sucks and all. But WHAT THE HECK AM I SUPPOSE TO DO?! Is ITE that bad? i mean like there are successful graduates that came out of there. hahha. but what are the chances of me coming out to be a successful graduate. i'll prolly end up with avg marks and gg into an avg higher institute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally have to go to work again after a looooooong break. Sundae to Wednesday was my break. I've been spending money like water during my off days. Should stop that bad habit already. I mean i wanna buy:&lt;br /&gt;--Ipod Vid&lt;br /&gt;--New Phone.&lt;br /&gt;--New Laptop&lt;br /&gt;That;s if i get into RP. If i dont, all these will become but a dream. HELP ME LAAA, SOMEBODY.. I really jus wanna go into a poly and do a diploma... PLEASE LAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;DUN BE MEAN TO ME CANNN? HUR HUR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114189355158082683?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114189355158082683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114189355158082683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114189355158082683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114189355158082683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/03/we-were-at-wins-house-playing-mahjong.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114173181315895776</id><published>2006-03-07T19:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:14.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha. jus some random pictures since my blog has been lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;IM BLOODY BORED AT HOME.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. im posted to some stupid institution and im trying my luck at RP now.&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate031.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate030.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate025.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate041.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114173181315895776?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114173181315895776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114173181315895776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114173181315895776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114173181315895776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114133284210983491</id><published>2006-03-03T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:14.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;K. time that i blogged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;had an off todae. A FARKING BADLY NEEDED BREAK FROM WORKING. URGH~!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i actually like working. jus that i hate the fact to work with some idiotic shit face retarded asshole from hell. (no name references pls) he is the most stupid person whom i've ever worked with and he deserves to be sacked. okayyy enuff of ranting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i went out to be surprised by a few things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;--took a cab and dropped at paragon to meet sal and collect my tickets. and i saw ken and nic(my classmate) sitting outside Burberry like some runaway kids who are broke. and they told me that it was shumei's bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;--bumped into HER at coffeebean. EWWW! pls dun spoil my dae. THANK YOU. ignored her most of the time. and HE had to come. SO TOTALLY SPOILT MY DAY! give me a break already! luckily sally came to my rescue and we made an excuse to go off because we both didnt want to see that same person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;--went to balcony to meet bev, and HE(not the same person) came along. luckily i didnt get his crazy antics of lame shit and bragging altogether todae. and i was treating drinks since my card is behind the bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;--FINALLY, she ended the their friendship with HIM( another person, different from the 2 above). ABT DAMN TIME RIGHT?! that freak. didnt know that such a person actually existed. i jus wanna bitch abt him all the time. o well. i'll confront him soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok. i know that im talking in HIMs and HERs todae but i jus dont wanna put any names down to avoid conflicts. you know how many conflicts i've had with some true friends. lets not go into details.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;was sitting down at the prata shop near my hse with D &amp; P. P was pouring out abt her family and how dysfunctional it is. its kinda sad to hear such things. o well. i can only say that aside from being her fren and i can be there when she needs it, i also pity her. thats all i can offer for now. =D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;and last but not the least. NOW THAT I'VE GOT MY PARTY TICKETS........... ALL OUT PPL OUT THERE. BUY TICKETS FROM ME FOR THE BIGGEST PARTY IN MARCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;gimme face laaaaaaa..... hahhaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114133284210983491?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114133284210983491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114133284210983491&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114133284210983491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114133284210983491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/03/k.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114071441004364797</id><published>2006-02-24T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:14.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Hong Jie &amp; Sally Presents:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Boiling Point @ DXO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;16th March&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$18 for Presale - includes 1 free drink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$5/shot.  [1/for/1]  for 2hrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Top 40s, RnB/HipHop all nite long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dress to Kill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Be there for the biggest party in March!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Call Paul @ 91061788 to book for presale tickets now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114071441004364797?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114071441004364797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114071441004364797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114071441004364797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114071441004364797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/hong-jie-sally-presents-boiling-point.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114067752650857307</id><published>2006-02-23T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:13.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;okayyy.. letss see. I'm like FINALLY having my first Thurs and Fridae off thanks to terry, my manager. now i like have ta go see adler and lafone at the 06 glamour quest.&lt;br /&gt;well. lotsa ppl say that this yr's glamour quest's contestants are a bit dodgy, but it all boils down to your talent. you dont really need all that looks to make it in the industry.&lt;br /&gt;having that said. i chanced upon adler's blog and saw his newspaper appearance. i must say "Wow". haha. when he's famous. i shall stick to him.... =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on the reporting list is that i finally got a call from Singapore Polytechinc. They wanted me to go down to present my CCA records, testimonials and letter of recommendations. so i jus gave them everything positive to see so that i wont blow my chances. i truly thank god for that opportunity given to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. i jus felt that i am thankful for whatever that has been given to me since the day i was born. for the past 10 solid yrs, i had the chance to meet and know god better in ACS. it has carried me thus far and i know that it has molded me into what i am todae. it is not all about the academic results, it is also the character and the personality that counts. the teachers and principals having been truly amazing. im very sure that if i had gone to other schools, i would not have experienced the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;just in anycase, any of you out there who is considering any of the ACS schools as part of your education, i encourage you to go ahead because you wont regret. you'll will have the best time of your life. trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once an Acsian, Always an Acsian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114067752650857307?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114067752650857307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114067752650857307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114067752650857307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114067752650857307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/okayyy_23.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114045740819014996</id><published>2006-02-21T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:13.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mood : melancholic&lt;br /&gt;music Alter Bridge Open Your Eyes. (not mariah laaa ok?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hateeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee waiting. period&lt;br /&gt;what's new is that i've learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;what's old is that i'm still slacking on my off daes instead of playing mahjong with dp and ppl.&lt;br /&gt;no mood la.&lt;br /&gt;dun wanna play la.&lt;br /&gt;stop asking me to play can. =p&lt;br /&gt;went to balcony to chill and got some drinks with A, B &amp; M.&lt;br /&gt;Saw Bj, Zen. she looks happy abt her graduation project.seems like mdis was the right choice for her. im not sure if i shud apply for that if my postings are shitty.&lt;br /&gt;speak of shitty. im having a tummy ache now.. argh~. (im farting like mad now, i knoww, over-sharing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im chatting with daryl shen now. he did well and applied for ACJC. prouda him. yet, a lil jealous. cos i didnt do so well. and he also applied for biomed in ngee ann.&lt;br /&gt;ahhh. whatever. im like living in the moment. not knowing what';s gg to happen tmr or whatever.....................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114045740819014996?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114045740819014996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114045740819014996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114045740819014996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114045740819014996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/mood-melancholic-music-alter-bridge.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-114001810723064025</id><published>2006-02-15T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:12.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;As we all know, I didnt do that well for my o's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so i had to write an online appealing letter to the poly's that im trying to appeal for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;but before that, i went to party ktv last night to sing my heart out with amanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sung till my throat contracted. still its ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok this was how the letter went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Name : PAUL WONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NRIC : S8925494I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Email : uniquelypaul@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Date of Birth : 30/7/1989&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Blk/House# : 335B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Unit : #09-55&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Street : Smith Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;State : Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Country : SINGAPORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Postal Code : 052335&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Telephone : 62234572&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mobile Phone : 91061788&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gender : M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Citizenship : Singapore Citizen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Selected Courses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Choice 1: Ngee Ann Polytechnic, Tourism &amp; Resort Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Choice 2: Singapore Polytechnic, Tourism and Resort Management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Choice 3: Temasek Polytechnic, Leisure &amp; Resort Management *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Course Specific Talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Choice 3 Criteria: Applicants should possess a positive attitude and service-oriented disposition. They should display confidence, are good communicators and quick-thinkers. They would also be at ease interacting with people of all levels. .Overall, they would be driven by their passion for the leisure and resort industry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My name is Paul Wong and I've just graduated from Anglo-Chinese School (Barker Road).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The reason why I've decided to opt for this course is because I strongly feel that I have the skills, positive attitude and passion, but yet not found in the academic slip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I am a dynamic and enthusiastic person who always volunteers to help in whatever way I can. I am sociable and extroverted. A natural leader, I am not afraid to speak up and voice my own opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I thrive in a big group and get along well with most.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I strongly feel that these character traits are very important in the Tourism industry because, it needs people with such a passion and attitude to go far in this sector.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Since young, I've had many experiences in working in an environment that requires quick thinking and great interpersonal skills to get the job done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Besides organizing Fun Fairs, I've also had the chance of playing a key role in a Zonal Schools Literature Conference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I've also had the chance of being an Assistant Prefect, A monitor, A project leader, An Emcee and a Community Involvement Representative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Since young, I've learnt to walk on my own and after graduating, I am a part-time waiter at a high end F&amp;B outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I fulfill every aspect of my job with a sense of professionalism and motivation that also encourages the people around me to work beyond expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All in all, my positive attitude, passion about being a service to others and working with people are a natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I believe that I have the potential do very well in this course if I have the chance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Hide quoted text -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Special Talents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent :Sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Type: Badminton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Level of Participation: National&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roles/Position: Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;School Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (Zone Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (National Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bronze Medal (Zone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;School Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (Zone Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (National Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;School Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (Zone Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (National Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bronze Medal (Zone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Member&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;School Team&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (Zone Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rep. School (National Level)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4th Placing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent :Community Service&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Type: Helping the Needy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Volunteer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Khong Wai Shu Old Age Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(Flag Days)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;National Kidney Foundation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Cancer Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;St. Luke’s Hospital&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Methodist Welfare Services&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Total Accumulated Hours : 90 Hours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- Hide quoted text -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent :Leadership&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Type: Prefectorial Board&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Roles/Position: Others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2003&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Assistant Prefect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Emcee for Teachers Day Celebrations as an Assistant Prefect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Community Involvement Representative&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take Charge of Community Involvement Projects for the class&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;E.g. Organising Flag Days and Visits to old age homes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Project Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Took charge of leading the group to attaining a Grade A for the Project Titled: Our vision of a Futuristic hotel/resort&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It won because of the facilities and ammenities on a realistic outset that no current hotel could offer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Monitor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Take charge of day to day matters for the class.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Student Leader&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Took charge in Representing the school in the Joint Zonal Schools Literature Conference to promote the knowledge about a certain novel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Talent :Entrepreneurship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Description:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2002&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Planned, organised and maintained School Fun Fair Stall of Cyber Cafe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maintained Cyber Cafe Stall at large scale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Planned, organised, maintained and sourced for sponsors for 2 School Fun Fair Food and Beverage stalls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Set an example of a tireless salesman to the others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-----------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Relavant work experience at a high end Food and Beverage outlet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gimme your comments on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanx.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-114001810723064025?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/114001810723064025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=114001810723064025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114001810723064025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/114001810723064025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/as-we-all-know-i-didnt-do-that-well.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113952573418700786</id><published>2006-02-10T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:12.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Waiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody likes to wait, let alone wait for something that could make or break your future. Its killing me to sit around and wait for 2.30pm to happen. That's when a blank piece of paper which reflects my future right now, will be filled with God knows what.&lt;br /&gt;It was the most important exam of my life. It was what was going to allow me to become what I've always dreamed of becoming.&lt;br /&gt;Have I prepared well for this exam? I'm not sure. I'm not sure if I've put in all that I've got into preparing for this hundred or so questions that classifies me into what they think I'll become in future.&lt;br /&gt;The mock exams are suppose to be a wake up call for everyone. I knew that I trying my best to go and squeeze 2 to 3 years work into 2 months and expect to know everything. Which I was pretty sure that most of it 'quite' paid off during the exams. But I highlight the word "QUITE". So there is still a certain extend that remains unforeseen.&lt;br /&gt;Be it unforeseen situation/circumstances, I'm just praying/hoping for the best that it would turn out to be within my expections and make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless me. God Bless Everyone.&lt;br /&gt;Outt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113952573418700786?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113952573418700786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113952573418700786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113952573418700786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113952573418700786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/waiting-nobody-likes-to-wait-let-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113926417642920405</id><published>2006-02-07T06:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:12.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;aghhh......... i jus felt sooo bleakkk to todaee.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;its 6.07a.m in the morning now and im still sitting in front of my computer have to be bothered to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;todae was the a 'lil out of the routine'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i forced myself to sleep earlier than usual (although its was at 5 am) so that i can wake up and head to the gym and work after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it was ok. i went there will only an Orange Julius Orange Original in my tummy and worked out. i bumped into Yu Min there. Filling me in abt what has he been up to recently and what he'll be up to for the next few months. ok whatever. not interested thankyou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i arrived at Loof earlier than usual and it was jus chaos city todae. the crowd was renlentless and we were seriously shorthanded, customers got short fused cos of waiting and the drinks were slow. but what the heck. WHO ASKED YOU TO GO TO A BAR ON A MONDAE?! you deserve a slap for that!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;so moving on, luckily A and M came over to chill out, and they accompanied me for supper near my hse &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;we sat there and chit chat for almost 2 hrs before our butts were crying for us to make a move.and here i am now typing away with my eyelids feeling like they weigh a ton.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;oh ya.... Zhao Wei (Vicki Zhao), the Actress from My Fair Princess came over to Loof todae. Frankly speaking, she's over rated ( and take up english classes already).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NEWS FLASH! O'S RESULTS ARE OUT THIS FRIDAY! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-*10TH/FEB/06*-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IM SO DEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113926417642920405?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113926417642920405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113926417642920405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113926417642920405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113926417642920405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/aghhh.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113904851461307377</id><published>2006-02-04T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:11.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okayyy.. amanda came back and we went out for a while at night.&lt;br /&gt;and we decided to take some random pictures. the first pic of me was jus a glam wannabe shot.&lt;br /&gt;SO DUN GIMME ALL SORTS OF COMMENTS ON IT.ty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/PICT8701.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/PICT8699.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/PICT8698.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/PICT8697.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/PICT8694.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then thiss... is a picture taken right after work and everyone's jus lazing arnd at loof, not forgetting the boss is still around. but they all couldnt be bothered so they jus carried on doing their thing. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate017.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i finally gave sally her lollipop, she gasped "whoa! so bigg?"&lt;br /&gt;and i cheekily replied " whats so bigg........?"hahhaa&lt;br /&gt;but she enjoyed holding that thang. wondering how to go abt finishing that lollipop.&lt;br /&gt;well, maybe she wouldnt even open it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/emancipate015.jpg" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113904851461307377?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113904851461307377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113904851461307377&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113904851461307377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113904851461307377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/02/okayyy.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113839868388029032</id><published>2006-01-28T05:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:10.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;okayy let see what happened todae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;last night, i promised my classmates to go for a gathering and whatever stuff. somehow i didnt felt like going anymore after work ended and i was sitting in front of my comp comtemplating whether to go or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Its like hearing that group of people from my class are going makes me feel reluctant to wake up from my beauty sleep and meet them jus for lunch and maybe a dinner.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;So i jus sent a msg to the planner giving him an excuse of "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; hey, i jus ended work (3.30 am) and im too tired to function so i think i'll jus give this outing a miss. im sorry " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;i promptly sent the msg and brushed the whole issue aside and forgot all abt it 10 mins later. Until i was woken up in the afternoon by endless amounts of calls and msges from my classmates asking me not to be a spoilt sport and all. Why are they so relentless? I mean its only been say a month since i last met them and they are acting like as though we have not met up for a decade or whatnot. hmmm, i wonder what would it be like standing them up if i were to have another similar outing with them like say.... 10 yrs down the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ok, im like sitting in front of my comp right now with endless thoughts running thru my mind. Its 5.39 in the morning. I've not showered and my parents are heading out right now to go for an UBER early breakfast of porridge. Its not exactly breakfast for my father and I cos it would be supper since the both of us have not slept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;An impromptu decision came over me to open a UOB account when i was in the company transport on the way home. I made that decision because i wanted to apply for a Debit card and DBS wouldnt allow it unless I am 17 yrs old, but UOB allows it when you're 16. And it is also because UOB gives a lot of perks and privilages to their customers. So i'm going to the bank tmr in the afternoon at 3pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;( It closes at 4pm for that branch near my house, which is another good reason why i chose UOB)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;. And it is also cos i always have difficulty finding DBS ATM's around and i also happen to see UOB whenever looking for the DBS ATM"s. So might as well apply for two banks since it would be easier drawing money out when i have the choice of 2 banks to choose from. O well, spoilt brat aren't i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;DAPHNE, YOU STOOD ME UP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113839868388029032?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113839868388029032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113839868388029032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113839868388029032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113839868388029032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/okayy-let-see-what-happened-todae.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113826690247722994</id><published>2006-01-26T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:10.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tasks completed since start of jan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-got a job&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-got a new hair colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-got more money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-got a bedroom make over (jus finished as i'm typing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-made new friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-an aim in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-spent less money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;but things i've yet to achieve this jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-havent gone to the gym(waste of money on m'ships)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;-havent got a new phone. dreading to get a new one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;ok. now back to normal everyday life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;im so shack right now cos i've not slept properly the nite before and i spent the entire morning packing and reassembling my room furniture. i also bought new furniture and threw the old ones away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;i did everything all by myself. im so tired but yet i've still gotta go to work... BOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;neways, my wound is healing and im like able to walk properly again. like finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;tmr eugene wants me to go back barker to visit em', i promptly asked calvin along and he was like" for what nut" im like... isnt the reason obvious enough, TO VISIT OUR TEACHERS YOU SCUMFACE!. oops, i didnt mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Nat went for an interview with terry at loof ystd and it looks like i'll be working with her pretty soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Amanda's back from Japan, Osaka. Dunno for 'what nut' but i'll enjoy her company anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Derek, my colleauge, wants to buy the 6230i that Dp and i found in Toa Payoh. I'm considering how much shud i sell it for since i'll have to split have to dp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;argh. nvm. dunno wanna waste anymore brain juices as i'm tired enough. im heading off to work now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;P.S I HAVENT WON A ROUND OF MONOPOLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i didnt fall cus of a girl... all you nonsense spouters..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113826690247722994?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113826690247722994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113826690247722994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113826690247722994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113826690247722994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/tasks-completed-since-start-of-jan.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113743173613959074</id><published>2006-01-17T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:09.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hello. its abt damn time i blogged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok. like i've cut away from my social life right now cos of work. and im too tired to go out. like whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and cos of that. i forced myself to wake up and go jogging..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so who knows, but while jogging, i triped on a stone and fell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;from a fugging jogging speed to a sudden halt cos of the friction my knee had on the ground. it is bad.. a very bad graze. that i cant walk normally. its a lil limpy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i wonder how the heck am i gg to work man. ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kk. tmr would be crazy cos im suppose to meet calvin to cut and colour my hair. any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;IM CRAVING FOR DIM SUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know you love me rhonda........:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113743173613959074?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113743173613959074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113743173613959074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113743173613959074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113743173613959074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113700663083259924</id><published>2006-01-12T03:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:09.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;so as per usual im sitting in front of my comp. and im as usual, listening to mariah.&lt;br /&gt;the song on the play list now is, Megamix. a compilation of the different mariah songs that are really famous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i must say that singapore's like raining non-stop. LIKE NON-STOP. even right now as we "speak" its raining. and i love it. its so cooling. unfortunately Bao resents it. o well.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. how long has this rain been going on and off for? like almost a week already? jus like my mother predicted. she said that this kind of rainy weather without lightnings are called "chang ming yu" or translation-- long life rain-- mainly because it came from the northern regions where it would have became snow if the the rain really fell. i dunno. im not the weatherman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i stayed at home todae with no complains bcos it was a break badly needed. i've been out till 4+ in the morning for the past 2 weeks cos of working and chilling. its taking a toll on me and i dun like it. i'm having pimple breakouts bcos of it.&lt;br /&gt;and cos of work. i havent been able to head on down to the gym early enough to avoid the crowd which usually starts swelling arnd 5 onwards. so if im not down in the gym by 3.30. i'd be like "ahh, fugg it" its wasting my m'ship fees!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and i need to sell my CPU's. its taking up space. and i've got like 2 and a half weeks left to remake my room before CYN.&lt;br /&gt;O NEWS FLASH. IM WORKING ON CYN. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. tmr i have to go to the gym and i have a primary sch gathering at fish &amp;amp; co for dinner. its kinda stupid but o well i promised to go anyways. i also stupidly promised to foot the first 50 bucks of the bill bcos of my absense from the previous outing. urghh... "money no enuff"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113700663083259924?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113700663083259924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113700663083259924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113700663083259924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113700663083259924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/so-as-per-usual-im-sitting-in-front-of.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113671629397105232</id><published>2006-01-08T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:08.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;yessss! payday is near!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok. lemme see. after mum spoilt my day as she frantically woke me up in the middle of my sleep and lamented me to read the papers after telling me that the O's results will be out 2 weeks earlier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;THANKS MUM! YOU JUS SPOILT MY FU*KING DAEE!!! (jus kidding, you know i love you)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok, im like in the midst of saving money so that i can open bottle for Dp's bdae at MoS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;its gg to be 2 farking hundred bucks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;right now, im in the middle of a converstion with my 05' classmate, Ivan. he's persuading me to play soccer again on tues when i've gotta work on mondae and tues nite. what a hectic dae it's gg to be. and i gave up trying to find excuses to sleep in cos i know i would need that energy to work, and i jus agreed to play. whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;clay's bdae was a few days ago and we celebrated it at her hse. it was supposed to be a BBQ but the weather wasnt giving way as it rained relentlessly so we ended up having a mimi hse party. cooking all the food that was meant to be BBQ-ed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;had lotsa fun there even tho it wasnt our original plan. HAHA! CLAY, YOU ARE AFRAID OF FAKE SCORPIONS AND YOU PUT YOUR HANDS INTO A CAN OF X-LARGE SIZED WORMS!!!! she was totally freaked out when she was put thru all of that. i really pity her. but it was all for fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quote: You scared issittt...? huh? huh?! say laaa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113671629397105232?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113671629397105232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113671629397105232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113671629397105232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113671629397105232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/yessss-payday-is-near-ok.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113647740267215257</id><published>2006-01-06T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;O LEVEL RESULTS ARE COMING OUT IN MID-FEB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113647740267215257?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113647740267215257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113647740267215257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113647740267215257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113647740267215257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/o-level-results-are-coming-out-in-mid.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113623090729030363</id><published>2006-01-03T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:07.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;okayy. this fezztive season kinda sucked.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt spend christmas eve celebrate. but we jus chilled out.&lt;br /&gt;i didnt spend NYE's counting down, but i was working my ass off&lt;br /&gt;i found a job thru dp at Loof. its a pub/lounge which is kinda exclusive.&lt;br /&gt;it pays well and the staff there are not bad.&lt;br /&gt;but there are like a hundred and one things that i need to do for this new year's&lt;br /&gt;-- re-do my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;-- sell off my CPU's&lt;br /&gt;-- repair my fone&lt;br /&gt;-- start going to the gym so that i wont waste the m'ship&lt;br /&gt;-- get a LCD screen for my comp&lt;br /&gt;-- get rid of some books.&lt;br /&gt;-- get rid of a shelve rack in my room&lt;br /&gt;-- save some money for my Laptop.&lt;br /&gt;-- work more often to avoid slacking that leads to money spending.&lt;br /&gt;-- start praying hard that my coming O's results will be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113623090729030363?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113623090729030363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113623090729030363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113623090729030363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113623090729030363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2006/01/okayy.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113587049546047687</id><published>2005-12-29T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:07.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;MOS~MOS~MOS~!&lt;br /&gt;it was good shit!&lt;br /&gt;kane and i queued since 8.10pm and we were only allowed in at 9.30pm&lt;br /&gt;but it was worth while cos&lt;br /&gt;the music was good!&lt;br /&gt;the ambience was good!&lt;br /&gt;the place was B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(btw, there were these prototype airplane seats that had everything with it out of nowhere inside the RnB room)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was huge!&lt;br /&gt;like 2 levels of complete clubbing experience.&lt;br /&gt;i esp liked the Pure Room&lt;br /&gt;it was like totally white. AND I MEAN TOTALLY WHITE.&lt;br /&gt;Hazel celebrated her birthday there so i wanted to ask the DJ &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(apparently the DJ was called DJ Uncle Fester and he is an ang moh) &lt;/span&gt;to give a shout out to Hazel. but he told me that he doesnt have a Mic at his DJ booth. i was like........ wtf? no mic? oh. forget it.&lt;br /&gt;ok lemme see.&lt;br /&gt;Dp, Dp &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not a typo)&lt;/span&gt; Hazel, Winona, Clayton, Kane, John, Gerard, SaraNat, Fann, Baojun, Spencer, Gemma, Victoria, Clara, Fel and I were all there. it was majorly happening. and we almost got wasted. I drank 2 jugs and i felt a lil high.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go back there again! but i gotta queue fuc*ing long. O well. it was worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113587049546047687?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113587049546047687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113587049546047687&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113587049546047687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113587049546047687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/mosmosmos-it-was-good-shit-kane-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113561464815796266</id><published>2005-12-27T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:07.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this christmas was the most uneventful one for me&lt;br /&gt;pretty much everything wasnt right.&lt;br /&gt;we all didnt countdown christmas on the eve together.&lt;br /&gt;we hung out at different places&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly we all had to resolve our issues all at once.&lt;br /&gt;so it was kinda a wierd moment where everybody cleared their issues at once. like layed it all out on the table to talk abt it.&lt;br /&gt;but it was fine after that. all of us became closer and we knew our mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we all hung out at  "free bananas"&lt;br /&gt;i know. that name sounds wierd but there is such a cafe in wisma that has such a name&lt;br /&gt;o well. i guess we all have learnt to be honest with each other when we have issues with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"i'll sue you! i repeat. i have the money and i have the power! i know the top lawyer in singapore!.... I'll sue you for slander and I'll sue You! for pushing me!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. jus a friendly quote from someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113561464815796266?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113561464815796266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113561464815796266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113561464815796266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113561464815796266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/this-christmas-was-most-uneventful-one.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113536269656235036</id><published>2005-12-24T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:06.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. its abt damn time i made a post&lt;br /&gt;lemme see..&lt;br /&gt;i went to bangkok with john and dp&lt;br /&gt;muhahahahahhaa. shopping there is like eating dope la&lt;br /&gt;so orgasmic!&lt;br /&gt;i tell you, the night market in Patpong and Khao San is like *smooch* amazing la&lt;br /&gt;sooooooo much to shop la.&lt;br /&gt;haha john and dp were darn funny cos when i taught them how to say "where is the toilet" in thai... they couldnt keep their mouths shut.. (hong num yew tee nai)&lt;br /&gt;tuk tuk was fantastic la.&lt;br /&gt;but it was bloody cold there&lt;br /&gt;its like 18 degs at night~ and i caught a flu there. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;and we were all pigs&lt;br /&gt;we slept so late that we jus were too lazy to get up and go for the breakfast buffet.&lt;br /&gt;then there was this japanese buffet resturtant (pardon my spelling) that was jus 20 sing. and you could EAT ANYTHING YOU WANTED! steam fried boiled raw.. whatever. you name it. they have it!!!&lt;br /&gt;i bought&lt;br /&gt;many many many shirts&lt;br /&gt;a pair of new aiddas&lt;br /&gt;a pair of birkenstocks (both shoes are fakes. duh~)&lt;br /&gt;a pair of boardshorts, billabong (fakes again)&lt;br /&gt;a second hand addias bag&lt;br /&gt;haha. went there with half a luggage and came back with 1 full one and a big sling bag half filled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. that was the good part&lt;br /&gt;lemme tell you the bad parts&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived. we stupidly headed towards a taxi that wasnt wasnt queueing like the rest&lt;br /&gt;so we put all our luggage in and stupidly hoped in without asking the price.  he charged us FUCKING 550 BAHT.!!!! we wanted to stop but he refused.. so angry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;then at the hotel. forgot to ask john to stand aside cos i only booked for 2 beds for 2 adults.&lt;br /&gt;so i forgot and stupidly checked in 3 ppl and had to pay 1500baht more!!! agrh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than that was fine.. shopping, shopping and more shoppin.hahah. im gg back there again. but not sure when. i have to go back! its darn fun when you're with frens la&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. suppose to go MOS todae. but o well. not in the mood to club todae&lt;br /&gt;what am i gg to do for christmas? boringggggg&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113536269656235036?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113536269656235036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113536269656235036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113536269656235036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113536269656235036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok_24.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113484826579501041</id><published>2005-12-18T03:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:06.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ok. here are some of the photo's that are taken personally and by Nightlife.Sg from Attica night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wonderline was there too. surprised that she actually clubbed. some primary sch friends where there too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;but overall it was ok. nothing fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG0920.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/CIMG0919.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/att4.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/att3.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/att2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/att1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113484826579501041?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113484826579501041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113484826579501041&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113484826579501041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113484826579501041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok_18.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113471751164173151</id><published>2005-12-16T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:06.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok. lemme try and recall what have i done for the past 7 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;this might be a long post because of my long absence so ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;10th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;was at liquid till abt 2+.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;joachim brought his aussie friends along because they're here on a vacation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;adler was also celebrating his 18th birthdae there too. how lucky. he finally can club legally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;haha. he was hilarious. he never left the dance floor and danced with his hands waving arnd like a mad person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;11-14th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ok. this cruise was a lil screwed up&lt;br /&gt;there were this bunch of ppl. (name, race and sex will not be publish for particular reasons) that were bloody irritating. they were rude and uncouth. they take things without asking, they push ppl. they talk loudly. they kept taking photos everywhere and every corner of the ship. i had no idea why were they so interested in taking so many photos. i think they only thing that they didnt take was their shit in the toilet bowls. urgh&lt;br /&gt;other than that was fine. caught some eye candy on board&lt;br /&gt;watched movies,&lt;br /&gt;pigged out.&lt;br /&gt;sleeped.&lt;br /&gt;gymed once.&lt;br /&gt;play acarde. and shopped a lil in phuket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;14th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i rushed home after disembarking from the cruise to drop my stuff and headed down to cheekys for nicole's birthday. well, we wanted to go zouk/phuture but we had to show up for nicole's birthdae. so as usual, cheeky's music was darn good. i was so tired after that, that i was too lazy to eat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;15th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;kane! woke me up in the morning to play bdmnt. urgh~. barely had enuff sleep for the past 5 daes and he's asking me to play bdmnt. but i complied anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;after a few gruelling matches. i went over to kane's place to slack before we made an impromtu decision to go Attica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;well, Attica was alright but jus that it was wierd on the way they divided the club into different sections.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;todae/16th dec.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;im not sure if i want to go out todae. i wan to rest so badly todae after so many hectic daes of clubbing. kane said that he wanted to go MOS todae. cos he might be able to get a Members pass. im not really keen on going cos i need a dae off badly. besides, im already going bangkok soon. so ya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i'll update later if i feel like it. im so tired. my muscles are aching and i can barely walk. help meee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;(mee sua! mee SIAM! mee Goreng!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;p.s. what's the difference between a bowling ball and a Pi Sai(nose shit)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ans: you throw the bowling ball before it rolls, you roll the Pi Sai before you throw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Credits to Gemma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113471751164173151?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113471751164173151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113471751164173151&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113471751164173151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113471751164173151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok_16.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113419811097538850</id><published>2005-12-10T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:06.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok.i jus woke up from a very good nite sleep.it wasnt all that perfect as sally called me and adler msged me to fuss abt what to wear to liquid room.wadever.he's celebrating his birthdae there. (somebody turning 18 what, must make a big deal outta it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok. todae is a saturdae right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;see? gett what i mean when you reallyy lose trackk of your days when you're having holis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;but anyways. so that means ystd is a fri. and the dae before was a thurs. and 2 daes ago was a wed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fine.lemme update you on the past 3 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;wedd-- was kane's hotel thingy. i think i had a post up on that. with added pics. go check the previous post out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;thurss-- did nothing and chilled at home.after all i havent been home since tues. so decided to stay home and accompany my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;fridayy--hmm.that day was boring. woke up and straight away i had to go to the dentist and headed to dp's hse. was suppose to play mahjong at xiaoxin's hse but dp and i ended up at someone else's hse.we were talking abt ghosts and scary stuff and driving and all that shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;btw, does anyone know if next yr's batch who are turning 17 in 2006 can take the theory already? im curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;todayy-- im suppose to go liquid no matter what cos i promised adler as mr birthdae boy is turning 18 at the stroke of midnight. so ya la. clay dp and all are suppose to go. even farah is gg. so i have to go no matter what. its like so happenening. o ya. im suppose to be in church soon. felt distanced away from my faith...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2morroww-- im leaving for the cruise already. its like tmr only and i havent packed anything. what the shit man. i better get my stuff ready cos my clothes are like strewn all over my room. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;ok. that's all for todae. if we happen to have any pics taken at liquid room. i'll post em up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;until then. ciao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113419811097538850?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113419811097538850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113419811097538850&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113419811097538850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113419811097538850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113419724828623642</id><published>2005-12-10T14:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Happy Sweet 16 Kane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Well, we're were at his hse. it was a small scale party of jus close friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;there was nth really much to do accept EATT!!! i tell you, i was so full that i felt like i was about to implode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;We stayed over. the next dae we went to The Conrad Hotel to stay. But we headed to Zouk and Phuture first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it was orgasmic. we jus cut the queue like we owned the place and the bouncers are quite lax.phuture is kinda overrated but Dp gave 2 thumbs up for Zouk's mambo nite. but i left already.phuture's crowd jus pisses ppl off. if you have a chance, go in on a RnB nite and you'll know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ok, enuff of ranting. these are some of the photos we took during kane party at his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/a8.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/a7.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/a6.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/a1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0390.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0346.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0342.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0328.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0314.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0310.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0309.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113419724828623642?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113419724828623642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113419724828623642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113419724828623642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113419724828623642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-sweet-16-kane_10.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113371320958420715</id><published>2005-12-05T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:05.341+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;TOUR TO BEIJING PHOTOS 1.1&lt;/font&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (more coming up again) (pictures are in random order)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;omg. this chinese physician. gave a bloody talk at some chinese medical shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed106.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; so. everybody feel asleep. including my mother&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed105.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; not forgetting me&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed104.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; IM ON TOP OF THE WORLD (great wall rather)&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed102.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; jus a nice view. enjoy it&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed101.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; another one&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed100.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; more.... look at how bloody crowded it is la&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed099.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; and look at how steep it is.. i was panting like mad&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed096.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; another nice view&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed095.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; my mother was freezing there. she dresses like some mysterious detective&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed094.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; more views&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed092.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; hmmm...... nvm.. dun try and squint your eyes on this one&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed091.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; ok. this one is in the imperial palace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed084.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; this one is by the lake in the summer palace. its like the EMPRESS'ES PRIVATE LAKE LA&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed079.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; self indulgent moment&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed076.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; this one is small. tourguide : aiyah. this one. waste of money to build.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed073.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; the moat surrounding the imperial palace.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed071.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113371320958420715?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113371320958420715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113371320958420715&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113371320958420715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113371320958420715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/tour-to-beijing-photos-1_05.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113367855994798332</id><published>2005-12-04T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:05.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;font style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" size="4"&gt;TOUR TO BEIJING PHOTOS 1.0 (more coming up)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tour leader &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed070.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; i have no idea what the shit is this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed063.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; the emperor's bedroom (yang xin dian)&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed055.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; emperor's study room&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed052.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; emperor's steps to the court&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed046.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; my great grand father!! haha mao zedong&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed036.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; tiananmen square&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed034.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; haha this cute lil china girl posed for me&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed024.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; the 3 echo stone.. *shrugs*&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed022.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; i forgot where's this place.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed019.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; mum and i&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed011.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; er... some garden.. &lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed009.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; self indulgent moment&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed005.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; mum.. looking hot behind those glasses&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/poopeyed000.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113367855994798332?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113367855994798332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113367855994798332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113367855994798332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113367855994798332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/12/tour-to-beijing-photos-1.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113340696298704254</id><published>2005-12-01T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:04.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok, like im finally back from beijing.&lt;br /&gt;the weather there was freaking cold&lt;br /&gt;it was freaking dry&lt;br /&gt;i was nose bleeding most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;the food there was avg&lt;br /&gt;the views there were breathtaking&lt;br /&gt;the historical landmarks were stunning.&lt;br /&gt;pictures will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i got from Eugene's blog.&lt;br /&gt;it was jus a summed up version of what he thinks of 4c2 05'&lt;br /&gt;personally, i think it is very true. jus read on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey guys, you've been 40% of my time in school for the past two years. time flies quickily when we are having fun. too fast. well. you remember the video they showed us during grad nite? well i always had a different interpretation of it. the video only showed the smart people. all study and no play. so boring.  they did not show how fun a real barker kid really have. geesh. ours will be like ,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;6am. wake up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;7am. go school, talk cock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;9am. go locker take soccer ball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;1015am. soccer at futsol court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;11am. go class drenched and get detention&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;2pm. skip detention and go sports hall play soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whahahhaah. these are the fun i had in school. so much great memories. chemistry class is like recess. go buy food and eat and drink and eat DISCREETLY in front of the teacher. hahahhahaha. and math was super obscene with the teacher DOING DONT KNOW WHAT. whahhahaha. i love my class man. i cant bear to leave them. they all rock my world. monday, tuesday we'll be talking abt matches during the weekend. then wednesday and thursday talk abt champion league clashes. then fri exchange tips on what to bet during the weekend. ahhahah. everyday was like that. its like how fun la. although we dint really achieve much with our studies, we still bonded very well. we all had our nicknames too. hahahah. those were really fun to mess around with. bighead, pancake, fishball, dog, pundi, gay, mushroom, hamster, prawn, baba. shark,jaws, dinosaur, milk, shaolin. so so many nicknames. hahahhaha. damn fun damn fun.  letss seee. also those cold war we had. and cold jokes. hahahahha, and my point system for each cold joke. whahhahahaha. cold wars were the funniest. alot of suanning jus to save our pride. we even have the video of pancake and fishball making up. no they're best of friends. hahahahah. well. its getting late. i love you 4c2. i really do. i'm not gay btw. you guys rawkk so much!!! hope to catch up with you guys for more soccer yeah?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;how nice. true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113280464495230028</id><published>2005-11-24T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:04.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GRAD NITE 05'  VERSION 2.0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/opeingpic4c2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/reganmecheng.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/yamseng1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0098.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0091.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0090.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0089.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0087.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0088.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0086.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0085.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0082.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0081.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0079.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0078.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_0077.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/class4c2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113280464495230028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113280464495230028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/grad-nite-05-version-2.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113280427686426393</id><published>2005-11-24T11:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:03.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/yumseng.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/toastcheers.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/ravi.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/mazangarb.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/ericlow.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/audreylim.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/anotherphoto.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; &lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/adlerchrisme.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113232378355353692</id><published>2005-11-18T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:02.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ok. its about damn time i updated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well. i finished most of my papers except for this stupid science MCQ on tues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;you know, the thing is that i hate the fact that all the papers are so spaced out. and when you are having a break, it feels like a holidae. and you enjoy yourselves too much and you dont study and you eventually fail. haha. but it is true. i feel like im already having my holidaes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well. ok. this whole week has been boring as per usual. studying like crazy. thank goodness kane is coming back when o's are ending.if not i wont even get to study at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;After the history paper, the school suddenly burst into life because the fu*king A band finished all their papers todae. Whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;The teachers were giving out our leaving certs. (this thing were it writes about your overall behaviour in sch etc etc) and had my CCA records handed to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;it was kinda bitter sweet moment for us. we're happy cos we're finally graduating from the school, but at the same time sad cos im leaving the sch that has given me the most memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;well, we're always catching up with time. It seems jus likt yesterday where i started hanging out at cine and everybody would meet at the bowling alley without having the need to call or make arrangements. it was like an understood thing to meet there everydae after sch or every sat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;but now. everyone has their own cliques and we're all growing and maturing into ppl we ourselves barely know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ok. on a lighter note. i found the Halloween nite picture that was taken in Indochine. Ironically, there was only this photo found. dunno what happened to the rest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obvious kane and manda are not ready for the picture.&lt;br /&gt;kane looking awakard there. manda.(unglam moment)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/19588.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113232378355353692?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113232378355353692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113232378355353692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113232378355353692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113232378355353692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok_18.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113182519922148444</id><published>2005-11-13T03:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:02.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ok. ironically i feel like posting now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;todae was another boring day. i was suppose to meet dp at 1pm in SSC to study for lit. and she said that she would wake up at 10 am to study first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i was like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(who in the right mind would wake up at 10 am on a sat, especially when she survived on 3-4 hrs of sleep per dae for the whole of this week)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;so when i woke up, it was already 12.30. but when i check for her missed calls. non of it belonged to dp's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;so i slowly dragged my time and finally called her at 1.30pm, only to find her still sleeping. (only waking up to ans my call)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i mean she's really crazy, it possible to have a mental breakdown when you are surviving on few hrs sleep per dae for a whole damn week. HELLO! SIOW AH?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i watched Sky High todae. it was good. 3.5/5 stars. ppl looking for a comedy with a dash of evil plot in it, i recommend this show to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ahh! im looking for a job! the long holidaes are coming. and i cannot survive the hols soley on pocket money! ppl need to shop for cloths you know! and maybe a lil self-indulging stuff here and there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;here's my list of possibilites &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;--nydc(heeren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;--dp's father's workplace &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;(good pay! but females preferred, WTF...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;--fish &amp; co&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;o ya! im going on a cruise with some frens, but m afraid to tell mum. cos im already gg to bangkok with some frens w/o her permission.,but she knows abt it. well, maybe i'll jus tell her "im not asking for your permission, im jus tell you.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;i think she'll freeze my bank acct la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113182519922148444?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113182519922148444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113182519922148444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113182519922148444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113182519922148444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok_13.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113173122884067632</id><published>2005-11-12T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:02.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;maths paper 2 didnt turn out to be as easy as expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;didnt complete a few question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;felt sad and depressed when friends were discussing the ans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but lit paper was a booster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;didnt really complete the last question&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;but felt confident for the first time for K.O.C section&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;left with only 3 more papers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;looking forwards to lit paper 2 which is TWELFTH NIGHT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;such an easy novel.(head swelling)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;outtie todae, felt like a heavy burden was off my shoulders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;slackked, played cards (how boring)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;caught up with mavis. she hasnt changed a bit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Bangkok and Beijing are screaming for my name!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ok, gg to sleep now, super tired, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;survived on a few hrs of sleep per daae for the whole week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;toodles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;if you're sad, i'll be sad too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113173122884067632?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113173122884067632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113173122884067632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113173122884067632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113173122884067632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/maths-paper-2-didnt-turn-out-to-be-as.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113153724267160809</id><published>2005-11-09T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:02.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Done with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;`English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;`Social Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;`Maths Paper 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Physics &amp;amp; Chemistry Paper 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Left with:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maths Paper 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Literature Paper 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;History&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Physics/Chemistry Multiple Choice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Practice-makes-Perfect-904342096.gif" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113153724267160809?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113153724267160809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113153724267160809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113153724267160809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113153724267160809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/done-with-english-social-studies-maths.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113127205733601917</id><published>2005-11-06T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:01.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;ok. two tuitions todae. both maths&lt;br /&gt;feeling kinda stressed and maxed out&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what to expect tmr&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i'm feeling the jitters of a major exam&lt;br /&gt;time to study for ss later&lt;br /&gt;then dinner&lt;br /&gt;then study again&lt;br /&gt;then sleep&lt;br /&gt;then THE PAPERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113127205733601917?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113127205733601917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113127205733601917&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113127205733601917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113127205733601917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok_06.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113120927529746422</id><published>2005-11-06T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:00.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rah!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! O'LEVELS ARE TOMMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;studied like crazy with dp melly and debbie at spins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gosh. cant wait for it to be over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha. all of us were exhausted from studying and we were fantasizing on the amt of fun and indulgence we were going to have after the O's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;dp was counting down already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still lost, dying to comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113120927529746422?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113120927529746422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113120927529746422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113120927529746422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113120927529746422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/rah_06.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113104295407598231</id><published>2005-11-04T02:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:00.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;fine manda! i'll update&lt;br /&gt;i wont put up the indochine photos jus yet.&lt;br /&gt;not until i've got all the pictures that the crew took that nite&lt;br /&gt;they took tons of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. exams are coming, stress is building up...&lt;br /&gt;i've got E.maths paper on mondae morning, followed by a SS paper in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;urgh!&lt;br /&gt;ok, i've got no time to think about life and the purpose..&lt;br /&gt;gimme a break from all those deep thoughts of what's next&lt;br /&gt;being numb is sometimes enjoyable.&lt;br /&gt;but it has its cons.&lt;br /&gt;unable to feel something that the world enjoys sucks&lt;br /&gt;unable to experience the greatest feeling on earth is...........&lt;br /&gt;i'll leave it for you to 'feel' in the blanks&lt;br /&gt;those who truly know me should know what word is suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I am lost, dying to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113104295407598231?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113104295407598231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113104295407598231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113104295407598231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113104295407598231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/fine-manda-ill-update-i-wont-put-up.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113085935309313317</id><published>2005-11-01T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:57:00.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Content Warning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The following pictures are not for the faint hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things we do when we are trapped in a building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4653.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4662.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4672.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4677.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4679.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/IMG_4680.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113085935309313317?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113085935309313317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113085935309313317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113085935309313317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113085935309313317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/content-warning-following-pictures-are.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113082777082698979</id><published>2005-11-01T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:59.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright, these are some of the personal pictures of the halloween pictures @indochine&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im lazy to put up all. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be more photos coming i hope&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the indochine crew and hotspots afterdark night life crew who took tons of pictures of us&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not sure if they will put it up on hotspots.com&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enough of typing. let some of the pictures i've put up do the talking&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyn and kane getting hot and steamy&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/dancing.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; haha, dorris got picked up by this lecturer at ** poly. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/dorrisandhermate.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; some lousy pic of amanda and i in the club&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Che3ze187.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; kane and manda&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/KANEANDI.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; lynnie the playboy bunny&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/lynthebunny.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; taking a break from the club in macs&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meandpaulie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; ok. im somewhere behind lyn. haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meLYNANDKANE.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; in.da.club&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/meandpauuul.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; in macs&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/paulie.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; the proper shot of lyn the playboy bunny.haha&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Che3ze186.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113082777082698979?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113082777082698979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113082777082698979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113082777082698979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113082777082698979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/11/alright-these-are-some-of-personal.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113074228913459338</id><published>2005-10-31T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:59.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dp decided to be a witch&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Che3ze185.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt; lazy sunkiss. he's always like that&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Che3ze127.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113074228913459338?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113074228913459338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113074228913459338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113074228913459338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113074228913459338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/dp-decided-to-be-witch-lazy-sunkiss.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113074189476464440</id><published>2005-10-31T14:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:58.689+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the halloween shopping with sal turn out like this a few days ago.&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.photobucket.com/albums/c286/nakedpaul/Che3ze181.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113074189476464440?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113074189476464440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113074189476464440&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113074189476464440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113074189476464440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween-shopping-with-sal-turn-out.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113073923715440982</id><published>2005-10-31T14:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:58.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ok. todae was quite tiring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;jus had chinese o's in sch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the hall was freezin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;brrgrr.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it was alright, not too easy nor hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ahh! next paper is SS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hmm.... have ta meet kane soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;then its Pimp"N'ho party @indochine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the new maths tuition teacher was good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ok boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i am lost, dying to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113073923715440982?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113073923715440982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113073923715440982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113073923715440982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113073923715440982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113068480921022550</id><published>2005-10-30T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:58.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Spell your first name backwards - luap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Where do you live - chinatown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Describe Your&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Wallet - LV api leather wallet and Guy laroche&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] C0mb - no comb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Toothbrush - normal ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Pillow cover - baby blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Blanket - baby blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Coffee cup - DKNY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Sunglasses - no brand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] CD in stereo right now - er.. i use mp3?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WHO or WHAT (was/is/are)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] In my head - ma.brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you wish -  i had all my wishes fufilled&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] After this - sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Person you wish you could see right now - you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Is next to you - hp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Something you're looking forward to in the upcoming month - FUN! NO MORE O LEVELS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] The last thing you ate - roasted duck rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Something that you are deathly afraid of - no friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Do you like candles - they're nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in love - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Do you believe in forgiveness - uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Who is your worst enemy - myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] If you could have any animal for a pet - i already have one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] What is the latest you've ever stayed up - 2 1/2 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Ever been to Belgium? - nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Can you eat with chopsticks - duh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] What are some of your favorite foods - prawn noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] What's something that you wish people would understand - the true me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] What's something you wish you could understand better - purpose of life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Anyone you miss that you haven't seen in a long time - no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] my mother thinks i am: a wierd kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] my grandma thinks i am: i hate her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] my boyfriend/girlfriend(or ex-s) thinks i am: if i had one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] your three best qualities - leader, independent, humourous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] three worst qualities - wierd, difficult to access,*shrugs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] mAKes u happy - money &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] upsets you - life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you keep a diary - a blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you like to cook - hmmm. not my fav hobby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you have a secret you have not shared with anyone - yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you bite your fingernails - ewww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you want more piercings - more? i dun have any&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you want more tattoos - no, i'll regret em'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you drink - uh huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you like cleaning - sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] Have you ever cried over a boy/girl - who hasnt?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] you like roller coasters - *screams*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] ever lied to someone - that's life, full of deception&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;[ x ] ever been in a fist fight - almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113068480921022550?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113068480921022550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113068480921022550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113068480921022550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113068480921022550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/x-spell-your-first-name-backwards-luap.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113067928207442078</id><published>2005-10-30T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:58.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Ok, i"ve spent like 45 mins changing the blogskin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;This one seems nice. Simpler&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! Chinese O's are tmr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113067928207442078?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113067928207442078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113067928207442078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113067928207442078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113067928207442078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/ok-ive-spent-like-45-mins-changing.html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113067030939322094</id><published>2005-10-30T07:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:56.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, lets to do a time check.&lt;br /&gt;In approx:&lt;br /&gt;1 hrs time--Dinner time&lt;br /&gt;2 hrs time--Tv time&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs time--revision again&lt;br /&gt;5 hrs time--sleeping time&lt;br /&gt;12 hrs time-- going to sch for my chinese o levels&lt;br /&gt;24 hrs time-- going to Pimp'N'ho halloween party @indochine&lt;br /&gt;1 weeks time--going to sch for my o levels main papers&lt;br /&gt;3 1/2 weeks time-- i finish my o levels and im free!&lt;br /&gt;1 months time-- going to beijing&lt;br /&gt;1 months 2 weeks time-- going to bangkok with frens&lt;br /&gt;2 months time-- NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing how time passes so quickily&lt;br /&gt;amazing how feelings change so quickily&lt;br /&gt;amazing how life as brought me thus far&lt;br /&gt;amazing how ppl arnd me has remained like nothing has happened&lt;br /&gt;amazing how i can remain numb for so long&lt;br /&gt;amazing how i can remain sober for so long&lt;br /&gt;amazing how i can carry on this nightmare for so long&lt;br /&gt;life is sometimes full of shit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113067030939322094?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113067030939322094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113067030939322094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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CLICK ON THE LINKS AND GO CHECK IT OUT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113035051493633777?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113035051493633777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113035051493633777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035051493633777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035051493633777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/two-items-below-this-post-are-so-true.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113035043666648693</id><published>2005-10-27T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:56.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E6E6FA" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Birthdate: July 30&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#F2F2FB"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/birthday.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your birthday on the 30th day of the month shows individual self-expression is necessary for your happiness. &lt;br /&gt;You tend to have a good way of expressing yourself with words, certainly in a manner that is clear and understandable. &lt;br /&gt;You have a good chance of success in fields requiring skill with words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can be very dramatic in your presentation and you may be a good actor or a natural mimic. &lt;br /&gt;You have a vivid imagination that can assist you in becoming a good writer or story-teller. &lt;br /&gt;Strong in your opinions, you always tend to think you are on the right side of an issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There may be a tendency to scatter your energies and have a lot of loose ends in your work. &lt;br /&gt;You may have significant artistic talent and be very creative.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourbirthdatemeanquiz/"&gt;What Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113035043666648693?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113035043666648693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113035043666648693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035043666648693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035043666648693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-birthdate-july-30-your-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113035036732455460</id><published>2005-10-27T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:55.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#999999" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Career Type: Enterprising&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#CCCCCC"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/enterprising.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are engertic, ambitious, and sociable.&lt;br /&gt;Your talents lie in politics, leading people, and selling things or ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auctioneer - Bank President - Camp Director&lt;br /&gt;City Manager - Judge - Lawyer&lt;br /&gt;Recreation Leader - Real Estate Agent - Sales Person&lt;br /&gt;School Principal  - Travel Agent - TV Newscaster  &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;The worst career options for your are investigative careers, like mathematician or architect.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/idealcareerquiz/"&gt;What's Your Ideal Career?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113035036732455460?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113035036732455460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113035036732455460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035036732455460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113035036732455460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/your-career-type-enterprising-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-113025494923540284</id><published>2005-10-25T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:55.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*ahem* having a sore throattt now..&lt;br /&gt;had no mood to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling restless&lt;br /&gt;feeling unease&lt;br /&gt;feeling impatient&lt;br /&gt;feeling melancholic&lt;br /&gt;feeling moody&lt;br /&gt;feeling displaced&lt;br /&gt;feeling insecure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cry so much about something, your tears eventually dry up and you dun even know if you are crying or not&lt;br /&gt;When you've been hurt so much, it becomes numb even if a knife stabs you right in your heart&lt;br /&gt;When you have too many surges of emotions all at once, you become numb to every sensation that tingles through your body.&lt;br /&gt;When you become so restless over something, you become oblivious of your surroundings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-113025494923540284?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/113025494923540284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=113025494923540284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113025494923540284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/113025494923540284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/ahem-having-sore-throattt-now.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-112981765692646255</id><published>2005-10-20T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:55.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Talk about not treasuring something or someone till you lose them. Its sooo true.&lt;br /&gt;In life, most of us only realise things the hard way. When given the easy way out, we take it for granted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is unfair all the time, I had a friend telling me that somethings are not fair towards her, and I was like, "Life is unfair, chew on it".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well, anyways, moving on with nicer things to read. I recently found out that i have a classmate who has the same perception of life as me. Speak about conincidental. Well,  ok, I've got nothing much to post, I've got my O's coming up and it sucks. &lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-112981765692646255?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112981765692646255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=112981765692646255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112981765692646255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112981765692646255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/talk-about-not-treasuring-something-or.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-112962670879401823</id><published>2005-10-18T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:55.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've often wondered if there's&lt;br /&gt;Ever been a perfect family&lt;br /&gt;I've always longed for undividedness&lt;br /&gt;And sought stability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower taught me how to pray&lt;br /&gt;But as I grew, that flower changed&lt;br /&gt;She started flailing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Like golden petals scattering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 1:&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;For me to trust you&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts me every time&lt;br /&gt;I try to touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gravitated towards a patriarch&lt;br /&gt;So young predictably&lt;br /&gt;I was resigned to spend my life&lt;br /&gt;With a maze of misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy and a girl befriended me&lt;br /&gt;We're bonded through despondency&lt;br /&gt;I stayed so long but finally&lt;br /&gt;I fled to save my sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 2:&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you realize&lt;br /&gt;l'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;And although you're struggling&lt;br /&gt;You will recover&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many I considered&lt;br /&gt;Closest to me&lt;br /&gt;Turned on a dime and sold me&lt;br /&gt;Out dutifully&lt;br /&gt;Although that knife was chipping&lt;br /&gt;Away at me&lt;br /&gt;They turned their eyes away and&lt;br /&gt;Went home to sleep ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus 3:&lt;br /&gt;And I missed a lot of life&lt;br /&gt;But l'II recover&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you really like&lt;br /&gt;To see me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Still I wish that you and I'd&lt;br /&gt;Forgive each other&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, Valentine&lt;br /&gt;And really loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved you -&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;But you drove me away&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my sanity -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I lound the strength to break away&lt;br /&gt;Fly..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-112962670879401823?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112962670879401823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=112962670879401823&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112962670879401823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112962670879401823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/ive-often-wondered-if-theres-ever-been.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10154931.post-112955037335459654</id><published>2005-10-17T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T02:56:55.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Solitaire is the only game right now&lt;br /&gt;This game entertains only one, and no more than that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm playing that game right now, the reality version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is more or less a routine. Surprises, be it good or bad, can be pretty refreshing at times. Not that i care if its good or bad. I think I'm numb to such a thing already. It pays to be happening and all, it pretty much sucks to be lonely and all. So what's the deal? There's no deal... after all, we're here on earth, just to be put thru all these, for a particular reason. And sadly, I've not found that reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, its back to that lonely game. Until then, Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10154931-112955037335459654?l=twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/feeds/112955037335459654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10154931&amp;postID=112955037335459654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112955037335459654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10154931/posts/default/112955037335459654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://twistedmindedfreak.blogspot.com/2005/10/solitaire-is-only-game-right-now-this.html' title=''/><author><name>screaming[pual]</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06031290470520084182</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
