<?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-11940259</id><updated>2011-09-15T20:40:50.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ET phone home.</title><subtitle type='html'>I like big butts and i cannot lie.(:</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>318</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1909535173390665979</id><published>2010-12-18T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T21:11:25.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am that child, I am that boy, I am that man.</title><content type='html'>I was the child who was afraid of everything, Just wanting some company.&lt;br /&gt;I was the child who always went out &amp; played with all of the kids at the sandy playground.&lt;br /&gt;I was the child who never asked for any toys because i knew those were not important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the boy who made friends with everyone, Yet let very few in.&lt;br /&gt;I was the boy who wanted to always make my parents prooud by studying hard.&lt;br /&gt;I was the boy who was not interested in anyone but only in having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the man who knew what i needed to do, Even if it meant my unhappiness.&lt;br /&gt;I was the man who tried to run away but i knew that that was not right.&lt;br /&gt;I was the man who is now on the right track but its looks so easy to fall off this road.&lt;br /&gt;I was the man who gave you everything i wanted to but you threw everything back in my face.&lt;br /&gt;I am the man that now knows what Happyness &amp; Pain means on a different level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am that Child, I am that Boy, I am that man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1909535173390665979?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1909535173390665979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1909535173390665979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1909535173390665979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1909535173390665979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-that-child-i-am-that-boy-i-am-that.html' title='I am that child, I am that boy, I am that man.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-8395092453217006856</id><published>2009-11-16T22:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:24:21.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adrift</title><content type='html'>I think i've figured out part of what i'm good at.&lt;br /&gt;Another of my off day burnt,first the rain then the screwup of plans.Guess is broke my rule of not planning anything cos it always crashes.&lt;br /&gt;There are great days,good days,normal days and really bad days,and that had to be today of all days,yeah i feel really good &lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So counting of the night for a beautiful day-March on soldier.&lt;br /&gt;Time to meet my best friend,his name is Alcohol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8395092453217006856?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8395092453217006856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8395092453217006856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8395092453217006856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8395092453217006856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/adrift.html' title='Adrift'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-4639943129959708055</id><published>2009-11-09T18:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T18:38:13.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want your love as long as its free,</title><content type='html'>Another week,another off day.Quite the ironly is when you plan so many things but then end up doin nothing.So what do you do when you have to do something alone?&lt;br /&gt;I swim,Exercise,Take a ride,Watch a movie,Eat.&lt;br /&gt;When you feel the happiest is when the time is never enough &amp; the time where you feel down never seems to end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the plans these few weeks,Chalets,parties,club,Cage,movies,Birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the Christmas season,some say there's magic around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-4639943129959708055?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4639943129959708055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=4639943129959708055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/4639943129959708055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/4639943129959708055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-your-love-as-long-as-its-free.html' title='I want your love as long as its free,'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1485983666493372185</id><published>2009-10-21T20:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T20:26:35.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We can dance all night or someother day.</title><content type='html'>Ah heck,since i've blogged yesterday so i might as well do it again today just for the sake of having nothing much else to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's happenings:Work till 6ish,Eventfull&amp;Fun.But tomorrow is the actual opening,so alls well on that part.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's agenda:Wanting something so bad but you don't want yourself to have it because of "what if",Thats the happening i learnt today.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone says look foreward to a new day for it holds many surprises but they forgot to mention that some of those surprises are the kind that suck.&lt;br /&gt;So i leave ya off with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Security is a superstition,a mass delusion of society. -Hellen Keller&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1485983666493372185?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1485983666493372185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1485983666493372185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1485983666493372185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1485983666493372185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-can-dance-all-night-or-someother-day.html' title='We can dance all night or someother day.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5131845648264614338</id><published>2009-10-20T19:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T19:31:48.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a night for a dance.</title><content type='html'>Holy cow,Welcome to 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Well not much of it left,just 2 odd months before its the big 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can i say..things have become more interesting and somethings just stay the same,this year in truth has been crappy but i think its the godforsaken worst times of our lives that make the happy moments even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,its gonna be a new year soon and i smell a party or 10!,got lotsa dreams and shit for 2010 so please don't dissapoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some parts of 2009 have been great,happyness is always around the corner,but most of 2009 has been a real bitch for me,some accidents,heartbreaks,mostly piercing sadness and all that,but i've emerged from it a better person(or so i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with no one else reading this i wonder who will surprise me.&lt;br /&gt;Byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5131845648264614338?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5131845648264614338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5131845648264614338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5131845648264614338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5131845648264614338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-night-for-dance.html' title='What a night for a dance.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-8361914102874182292</id><published>2008-10-17T16:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T16:57:26.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings(prequel)</title><content type='html'>Ah well!,its been a few months eh?&lt;br /&gt;So much has happened since the last and its all well in the past now so no use bloggin about it and all.&lt;br /&gt;On holiday's now so life's good even though i'm still adapting to everchanging happenings in life.&lt;br /&gt;Ooh! i got a grandtotal readership of ONE!Cheers Stephen you get to win a prize! but i don't know what it is yett;P&lt;br /&gt;I'll be bloggin more next year and hopefully i'll post up more pics of my baby!&lt;br /&gt;Byebye-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8361914102874182292?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8361914102874182292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8361914102874182292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8361914102874182292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8361914102874182292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-beginningsprequel.html' title='New Beginnings(prequel)'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5083174627398861154</id><published>2008-05-27T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:13:43.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear God.</title><content type='html'>This is a Tribute to my dear brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miki(Tor.nothing)  1989-2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i don't wanna say anything else or i can't.&lt;br /&gt;Staying strong.But i feel so damn sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5083174627398861154?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5083174627398861154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5083174627398861154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5083174627398861154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5083174627398861154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/05/dear-god.html' title='Dear God.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-7303630270738568092</id><published>2008-04-05T19:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:05:06.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>???</title><content type='html'>Hoii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 more hours!&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna mis my room and everything else for a month!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna thank All those people!&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave them as those people for now(:&lt;br /&gt;Chin chow!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-7303630270738568092?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7303630270738568092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=7303630270738568092' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/7303630270738568092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/7303630270738568092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post_05.html' title='???'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1540545701465452973</id><published>2008-04-03T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T00:08:38.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay.</title><content type='html'>2 more days to ROC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just asked me if i were scared to go but i just said no.Even tho the place is quite notorious for people dyin and stuff i would not say that i was not afraid.More of excited.Hey Taipei for shopping! Whose complaining!? hahas&lt;br /&gt;So the past few days have really gone by pretty fast with my seasons of smallville to get me by!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why i got the sudden addiction to smallville mann,the mor ei watch the more i get hooked,the story and the characters are very well created.Uh-huh.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i can relate to it,Not that i have superpowers or anything!(none tha i would tell yall niways! ha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't say that i'm more happy about this new change of scene for me,seeing things from the backstage,not being the main cast anymore,metaphorically,Although its more lonely than ever,we all learn from new things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i can't sa i haven't learnt much in the past few months,its more of an overload yah,so..i'll be back!&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1540545701465452973?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1540545701465452973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1540545701465452973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1540545701465452973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1540545701465452973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='Stay.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5242021972888405842</id><published>2008-03-30T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T01:00:44.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman.</title><content type='html'>For the love of writing/typing i shall blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know i'd never tell anyone if i were in pain.It occured to me that as the months pass by lesser and lesser people know me anymore,suddenly i had no one to call when i wanted to go eat or something.&lt;br /&gt;You'd also know thats theres alot that wants to be said but cannot right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROC Taiwan 6thApril-7thMay2008!&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5242021972888405842?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5242021972888405842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5242021972888405842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5242021972888405842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5242021972888405842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/03/superman.html' title='Superman.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-4546430832445815284</id><published>2008-03-22T00:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T00:18:40.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday with the moon.</title><content type='html'>Ah well,so i've turned 19 in the most boring but interesting fashion.We were in the thick of duty and when my sgts found out they were like "Aiya!,Wy din you remind us!Damn sorry mann!"&lt;br /&gt;They wanted to do the wole pizza and cake thingy in  camp after which i would be at the mercy of the platoon! heh.&lt;br /&gt;But but although it was the most uneventful birthday of my life i had time to think about things.&lt;br /&gt;Today i went stright to granma's house and its was granma's curry and birthday celebration with cake'n'beer!&lt;br /&gt;I thank my family for that.(:&lt;br /&gt;I realized how long i haven't actually seen my family and relatives mann..wow.&lt;br /&gt;And also that people actually forget you when you weigh that last year you got more well-wishes and this year i only got a handful.Be thankfull still eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So moral of the story....Enjoy what you have fellow people!&lt;br /&gt;Bah enough of this sentimental shit!&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-4546430832445815284?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4546430832445815284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=4546430832445815284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/4546430832445815284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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is..the peeps in camp are thhe best but sometimes you need a real change of scenery cos you just feel like stabbing people you see for too long aye?&lt;br /&gt;Ope!&lt;br /&gt;Suppertime,continue later!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8150463965921534544?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8150463965921534544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8150463965921534544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8150463965921534544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8150463965921534544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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today!how cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;Mom was complaining that the show was for younger kids and their too old and then went to say that they prefer to watch spidermann or ironman!!How contradicting eh?&lt;br /&gt;Goin back to camp tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Somone told me that girls these day can't really be trusted eh..forgot who.Well not all of them are,i take a different approach.Its what people do,not what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah!I'm being interupted cos she asked me to watch dirty dancing!lawl!&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3543324047588929990?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3543324047588929990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3543324047588929990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3543324047588929990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3543324047588929990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/03/leap-years.html' title='The Leap Years!'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-2598459348989918998</id><published>2008-02-28T00:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T00:55:09.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excess Baggage.</title><content type='html'>Touchdown today at 7am yo.&lt;br /&gt;Back in one piece finally after 2+- weeks of totally new experiences in the country of brunei.&lt;br /&gt;Well well,lots of stuff did i learn about things concerning myself and life.&lt;br /&gt;Now its countdown to ROC Taiwan in April and thats like 4 weeks away!,quite excited to go there as we'll all be united there less our det comm.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very different ya know,thats all i wanted to say.Quite the bore eh?&lt;br /&gt;Exciting stuff to come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-2598459348989918998?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2598459348989918998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=2598459348989918998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/2598459348989918998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/2598459348989918998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/excess-baggage.html' title='Excess Baggage.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1737392677812887856</id><published>2008-02-13T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T13:17:18.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Picture Perfect-</title><content type='html'>Can you say TENSION PARTYY?&lt;br /&gt;My Buddy just called me and told me that my flight is tonight and now he's given me stress cos its tomorrow what!&lt;br /&gt;So i called mel and he also said tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Wha.what a stunt mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye! i'm bald again,its like a everywhere bald but with a mowhawk on the top..its ugly and it wasent my idea.Whole BN had to have that hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;Went out yesterday night and ate at this cool place and watch Mr Todddd with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Feb Peoples birthdays!&lt;br /&gt;Good to see em getting on fine with life,realy good for em.Can't say so for some people tho.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1737392677812887856?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-2584848373397138957</id><published>2008-02-11T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T22:05:21.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna care about you anymore.</title><content type='html'>AHHHHHhhh...&lt;br /&gt;Finally things are less hectic.&lt;br /&gt;Total hrs of sleep from last fri to today :5 hrs total.&lt;br /&gt;Soy you can see that by that i'm preety tired now.&lt;br /&gt;The house visits,mahjong,card games,money,bakua,beer,not sleeping.!!&lt;br /&gt;What a CNY it's been!&lt;br /&gt;well its 3 more days to flight-day and i say i'm quite nervous about goin on this trip,also abit excited cos i'm gonna be away from singapore for a while and i've been wanting that for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be away from all the people,the family,the friends,the problem and such.&lt;br /&gt;Its always bad to run away but sometimes you just need to breathe a little.&lt;br /&gt;I won't expect anyone to call me at that time cos this seems to be happening to me alot.I guess people forget,well i can't blame them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But theres something i really wanna give up from!&lt;br /&gt;How do you cure love?,cos i wanna blast that nasty fucking shit outta my system.&lt;br /&gt;Chemotherepy cann?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh,valentines day is comming up.But i don't really have any plans at all cept for T2 at night.&lt;br /&gt;So be merry and whatsoever(:&lt;br /&gt;goodbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-2584848373397138957?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2584848373397138957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=2584848373397138957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/2584848373397138957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/2584848373397138957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-dont-wanna-care-about-you-anymore.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna care about you anymore.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-504677983927848386</id><published>2008-02-06T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T18:50:08.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green.</title><content type='html'>I'm lousy at packing!,thats whyy i'd prefer throwing everything into the dufflebag and prolly suffer if i din bring anything impt heh.&lt;br /&gt;Time left to camp from house -6.15am&lt;br /&gt;Time back from there-12.30pm&lt;br /&gt;How stupid mann.&lt;br /&gt;They gave us this Bn shirt to wear and it seriously looks likes ptoot mann!,and whats more i was wearing black jeans and black shoes so i was wearing all black on the chinese new year celebration!.&lt;br /&gt;Niways it was boring cept for the yusheng part,mel was a psyco and started throwing the damn thing around!wha i laughed so damn hard mann!.&lt;br /&gt;So its now till T2 on Thurs!&lt;br /&gt;Gonna slack around home till a soul remembers me and calls me out!&lt;br /&gt;Lots to do lots to do!(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-504677983927848386?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/504677983927848386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=504677983927848386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/504677983927848386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/504677983927848386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/02/green.html' title='Green.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1755015714563711453</id><published>2008-01-27T02:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:58:16.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Misery Business</title><content type='html'>Ohh the post below is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;Quite true ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Niiways,just back from hangin out,back home yesterday and i say that my dad got his ears pierces and a new tattoo!WHY o WHY din he bring me along!Must be trying to relieve his good ole days hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;next week's packed with  more outfield's as the enemy,how boring..&lt;br /&gt;At least there's leaves on CNY for that.Gonna parta hard till i leave singapore for two  trips!&lt;br /&gt;aiight,i'm tired and thats all you'll get(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1755015714563711453?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1755015714563711453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1755015714563711453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1755015714563711453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1755015714563711453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/misery-business.html' title='Misery Business'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-2548456770786985970</id><published>2008-01-27T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T02:53:53.124+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.qaimlyn.com/padfootmk/Kenshin.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/padfootmk/rkquiz.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;font size="-2"&gt;Which Rurouni Kenshin Character Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Test Created By &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/oronoda"&gt;oronoda&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&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-11940259.post-1530891646153674662</id><published>2008-01-18T20:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:50:10.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost easy.</title><content type='html'>Life sucks sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No i'll never know the taste of sweetness.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know why my mom loathes me and loves my brothers.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never get over all the stress.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know why i sometimes prefer never having to return home.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never see why i get 3 Extras even tho i did not do anything wrong withe the officer.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how i can prove myself.&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;I try my best,never knowing if it'll be enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-360326086194023410</id><published>2008-01-18T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T20:45:16.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost easy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-360326086194023410?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/360326086194023410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=360326086194023410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/360326086194023410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/360326086194023410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/almost-easy.html' title='Almost easy.'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-2003070240021405941</id><published>2008-01-17T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T01:51:14.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stranger things have happened.</title><content type='html'>What i've learnt today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since i stayed at home the whole day(irritating my lil brother)(Bullying him)making food for myself,watched tv.Generally being lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ages since i went for prac and surprisingly my skill is still there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize i cringe at the sight at mixed couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love being the last one to sleep at night cos then i'll have everything to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My punctuality is improving(or so i think)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't really spend mich anymore(Espicially when theres no Topman store anywhere within 1 km)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see so many people i havent&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;br /&gt;I would like tot talk to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see by that,how long i've been living in a cave.People like us need time to sit back watch the stars and analyze our lives before we could ever come up with a plan.Right?&lt;br /&gt;Byebye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-2003070240021405941?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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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-11940259.post-6571886947393688186</id><published>2008-01-16T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:56:17.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Road To Ruin.</title><content type='html'>Aye!&lt;br /&gt;Oh its the new year folks.&lt;br /&gt;So i just feel that the old is out and all the new is commin in,old friends have forgotten but new ones are already made,buddies have gone onto different paths and we all are not on the same beat anymore but there's always the chance of a gathering.&lt;br /&gt;Tho you may not be in the lives of others like you so very used to,get used to the fact that your independant now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot!&lt;br /&gt;My course is over and my goodness how very fun were the sumEX and an awesome live fireing!&lt;br /&gt;In less than one month it's off to Brunei and in a blink i'll be goin to Taiwan!&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure its gonna be a busy year ahead and it would pas just as fast as the previous one did.&lt;br /&gt;All my memories,pain,happiness all life behind but tho i'd take some with me just for souviner,just like how anyone would wear their scars proudly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas to those i've not seen in ages,i'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;No one wants to date an Armyboy would they?&lt;br /&gt;Chins&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-6571886947393688186?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6571886947393688186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=6571886947393688186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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but it just tuns out that a side of me actually prefers to live away from the usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for now(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-6601236822943201188?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6601236822943201188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=6601236822943201188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/6601236822943201188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/6601236822943201188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2008/01/no.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3820132221444695426</id><published>2007-12-18T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:53:03.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What i found out after comming back in civilization,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taxi fares are a total BITCH&lt;br /&gt;Its flooding everywhere&lt;br /&gt;I need clothes for christmas&lt;br /&gt;My stupid pay is gone&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen my friends in a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;No more christmas party at my house.&lt;br /&gt;Yx has got his bike.&lt;br /&gt;And lastly...&lt;br /&gt;The christmas spirit has not hit me yett.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya,theres not gonna be a party at my house this year,to all my friends disappointment.But ah well,its not my house after all.&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of ways to salvage this year for myself,but it keeps getting worse day after day.&lt;br /&gt;We had fun today,as usual i was sick and they took care of me from time to time but by also bullying me cos i'm always sleeping!.Packed our field stuff for friday's move and went off for our leave till thurs!,which means i can go to aunt's house for party!.&lt;br /&gt;Well,thats all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3820132221444695426?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3820132221444695426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3820132221444695426' 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once movie and a taxi ride home,the rest ate and made merry at marina's billy bombers,was it me or did the whole thing feel so wierd for me?&lt;br /&gt;It was the first time i din really talk to anyone,even tho i was in my place.&lt;br /&gt;I miss camp suddenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we're 4 and lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's the last in camp and then its off to Kcamp then to oversea.&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to dread everything laa,just because christmas bumms this year.&lt;br /&gt;Tis the season to be jolly right?&lt;br /&gt;i hope so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-4284847426411166408?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4284847426411166408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ope!&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna be another cold one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah,my review of A7X's new album?&lt;br /&gt;FANTASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;A very mature sound,kinda reminds me of the Foo Fighters.hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the bad news of all bad news,i'll be alone for christmas yet again.Family goin overseas and of course i can't..well well...house party?.&lt;br /&gt;So many plans so many worries,i think i'll just have to leave it.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8858837868369092371?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8858837868369092371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8858837868369092371' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really Need need to make an exit from my house right about now!,not that theres any problem but everyone's sleeping and i'm going back to camp tomorrow and and and...!!&lt;br /&gt;Gah,really NOT looking foreward to camp tomorrow but ah well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really NEED to do something to that thingy on my chest,either i change it or just colour it.Starting not to like it.So thats one problem there.&lt;br /&gt;PAY came yesterday night just after we ate at BREEKS! and then chilled at starbucks that's the cause of my sorethroat now heh!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really din expect it to be SOO much but ah they give i take(:(:&lt;br /&gt;Not two days have passed and 200 moolah is gone already!Me and my naughty itchy hands!&lt;br /&gt;I gotta say my holiday has been awesome just like the Rock'n'Roll cab driver that drove us home yesterday but i really din want it to end.&lt;br /&gt;Thats to all my Brothers and of course girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i end this post,i WISH PARAMORE CAME TO TOWN!&lt;br /&gt;heh(:&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/11940259-1107638489897470938?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1107638489897470938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1107638489897470938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1107638489897470938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1107638489897470938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-1am-and-i-wanna-go-outt-i-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-2308996413691414343</id><published>2007-11-04T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T20:33:28.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm on HOLIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh,on my two week holiday,i'm having quite a blast so farr.&lt;br /&gt;Just finishing up sean's homework on law hahas,he asked me to do it for em bleh!.&lt;br /&gt;Went rounding yesterdat night!&lt;br /&gt;two SP's one super 4 and and R1!&lt;br /&gt;Mor raced on the expressway and we went 180 tops!&lt;br /&gt;hahahs speed speed!&lt;br /&gt;went to changi village then rode back home.Its all not too bad now.My pays gonna come soon,that means bills and such,also shopping and saving.&lt;br /&gt;I injured my back a on monday tho,doctor suspects a clot or hairline crack on my lower back or something,i would not walk for the first rew days but nows it better,wonder what'll happen when i go back to camp heh.kenger!&lt;br /&gt;That that i think.i think i wanna eat more junk foods!&lt;br /&gt;chin chow(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-2308996413691414343?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/2308996413691414343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=2308996413691414343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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someones birthday,it usually rocks quite alot!.&lt;br /&gt;Went to amritos birthday yesterday at bora bora beach pub in sentosa yesterday night and wow it was quite cool man!&lt;br /&gt;And of course the birthday boy was drunk as hell as any 18-year old would be,most of us were too la.And it was the managers fault!,he kept bringing drinks out free flow mann!,I SWEAR he's the coolest man!.Went home.Nearly fought with some ang mohs in the sentosa bus!,i was funny as hell i tell you,first time it happened in a bus!.&lt;br /&gt;Birthdayboy puked all over the mrt!LAWL!&lt;br /&gt;So they took a cab home and we continued in a new mrt of course(:.&lt;br /&gt;Sat and talked till abvout 3 then went home finally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Whoa!,my IPPT got gold so yeash! bring me the extra money!,i'm like so waiting for my next pay mann,which is in like 4 days!.Camp has been okay so farr no complaints there.&lt;br /&gt;Everything is fit and well so farr!&lt;br /&gt;Its just whats inside thats bothers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-6527253273747766880?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/6527253273747766880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=6527253273747766880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/6527253273747766880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/6527253273747766880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/10/let-flames-begin-you-know-when-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3290003376129879057</id><published>2007-09-29T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T01:36:00.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;We are broken.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So another week back,now as a private!.&lt;br /&gt;I got sent to a new company and that kinda sucked cos all my great friends are back at BRavo!.&lt;br /&gt;First few days sucked badly,no-one to talk to and so forth,felt so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I've realized that no matter how good a person is,he or she always puts themselves above anything in sense of thinking or action to benefit them.No,you can't deny it if you don't then i say you are close to heavenly.I noticed that alot from my schooling days to my NS days.I've always tried to put others ahead of myself but there are some situaaions where that it nearly impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Booked out yesterday!,watched two movies today!.so many people calling me out!,two girls some guys and my mom wants me to stay home! hahas.i went out anyways.&lt;br /&gt;Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3290003376129879057?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3290003376129879057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3290003376129879057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3290003376129879057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3290003376129879057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/we-are-broken.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-1036771166882848214</id><published>2007-09-20T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T00:40:44.025+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Riot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;HELLO!&lt;br /&gt;I'm on one week break so i have to pen down something right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rms....&lt;br /&gt;so,its been great so far,the people are good things are great apart from the fac that my pay acts like its in a magic trick!,its vanishes in a blink!&lt;br /&gt;Heh.I still havent lernt to control my spending!&lt;br /&gt;About camp.I would miss y old mates if you ask me,they've been great fun through tough and happy times,quite attached to them avctually,so i'd be sad if i got posted away from em.&lt;br /&gt;My week break has been fine so far,went places,having fun here and there,catching up with relatives and friends alike.&lt;br /&gt;I failed my prac today!,its okay the more they fail me the more i won't have an accident when i'm riding next time(:&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.whats more...yeah..so this is life so far,i've changed alot,i'd doubt you'd reconise me on the streets if you saw me.I mean i woulden't.heh.&lt;br /&gt;Feelings change,people move on,brothers still stay strong,others fade,we all become stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you?&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&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-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-1036771166882848214?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/1036771166882848214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=1036771166882848214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1036771166882848214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/1036771166882848214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/09/riot-hello-im-on-one-week-break-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5800758655289792472</id><published>2007-07-22T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T18:20:40.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;One for the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one's for the people who are still reading.&lt;br /&gt;I've experiences toughness and things that i've had and have not before but in the end alls well in the place that i'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;Wehn i return home,i feel very distanced from both family and friends,not having much to say to them except whats interesting that's happened to me.Alas to friends its abit different,some people have changed some have not,of course there are those who are always there for me.Those who have no time be it work or school.&lt;br /&gt;Well if thats the life i'll have to endure then so be it actually.&lt;br /&gt;And HEY! i'm so strong!lawl,kidding.&lt;br /&gt;Call me out people! on sat and suns i mean(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5800758655289792472?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5800758655289792472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5800758655289792472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5800758655289792472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5800758655289792472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/07/one-for-road.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-4088101351319943499</id><published>2007-06-11T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T19:29:17.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yup this is one of the final posts if not the final post.&lt;br /&gt;We finally buried it last saturday,those words only to be read again in the future years to come.Who know what'll happen in the years to come.?100-13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comming into friday ,i realize theres so much that i've not accomplished in my boyhood.Saything that everything is alright and that i'm happy would be the biggest lie in the world god knows but its the obvious answer to anyone asking that question.Of couse you people out there would never know exactly how it is.Its very pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No regrets,Thats what we all try to achieve in life,it's one of the hardest things to do in life actually,together with Letting go.-TOR&lt;br /&gt;Yea,people will forget me and stuff but i don't mind,not that i'm all-important in their lives or anything,i'll forgive them.&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those times you'd wish that things turned out differently.&lt;br /&gt;Well now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-4088101351319943499?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/4088101351319943499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=4088101351319943499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/4088101351319943499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/4088101351319943499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/06/yup-this-is-one-of-final-posts-if-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3334910391387612239</id><published>2007-05-28T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T18:28:21.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DARKSHINES&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hirameki!&lt;br /&gt;Well,finally there is a deadline and its June the 15th.&lt;br /&gt;Had blast down at sentosa yesterday with the usual suspects,yea yesterday was such a burning day!.You could almost have 3rd degree burns!&lt;br /&gt;After the fun we headed to the asisn food thingy down at EXPO which was seriously packed!Loads of good foods there for everyone and we went around sampling everything!,even the beer(butr couldent) which was kept to the event people only heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pitched this idea where we make a time machine together where weput vioce recordings,photos,stuff that mean lots to us into a box and bury it somewhere and then dig it up in a few years time.They said they would cry when they heard their vioces and the hards times of now when they open it up eventually.Its gonna be done(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i'm goin for long term camping,their gonna hold a party thingy for me this June 12 at MOS!,which i think i won't be able to go to if i can't make any money til then!.Thanks guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next,&lt;br /&gt;chow chin chow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3334910391387612239?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3334910391387612239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3334910391387612239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3334910391387612239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3334910391387612239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/darkshines-hirameki-wellfinally-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3142599454030577159</id><published>2007-05-23T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T23:34:04.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Leave out all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've just realized that people forget easily,&lt;br /&gt;old friends on the street once the best of friends,now just walk past with barely a "hi".&lt;br /&gt;Yes you get the whole"I'll call you" or "we'll go out!" at first but after that nothing.&lt;br /&gt;And i hate waving and friends and all i get back is just a cold stare that says "Who the hell are you"&lt;br /&gt;i swear i turned around and all the vulgarities will fly.&lt;br /&gt;I mean your not with your cool friends and need to act cool by not saying hello.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad i have my brothers.These are the people i depend on.They feed me when i have no money and support me in every little thing.No we might not be neardy and all that but each of us study towards what we want to become.We have bikes and tattoos that seem like social misfits,but that is a far cry from what is true,is that you'll never have true friends outside.&lt;br /&gt;You think your great collgue/friend that just treated you to a great dinner is cool?,Well don't be surprised if he backstabbs you the very next morning!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the very same friend that has been with you since that first boring day in orientation at secondray school or even the cry-days of primary school,i tell you now thery are your real friends so keep them close,you'll never know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh by the way Linkin park's new album is a great listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So cheers to friends!&lt;br /&gt;For they can be bitter or sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3142599454030577159?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3142599454030577159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3142599454030577159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3142599454030577159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3142599454030577159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/leave-out-all-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-494812625196442688</id><published>2007-05-21T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:04:32.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fame Infamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've just found out that i have a new hobby!,sadly to say it's taking long walks back home.Although who i walk with is none of anyne's buisness but its really cool when everything's quiet and calm and the tempreature's just right with that suspicious smell of jasmine in the air everything i walk down the road.You really doin't realize your home till at the very end where i enter the lift which is knda an anti-climax to the journey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! i notice there's no traffic to this blog anymore,thats cool you know,no offence but theres a sense of freedom and you need not please anyone.Actually in life theres always a need to please people,especially of they are unreasonable,however bad you'd think i am i never ever correct anyone when they insist on goin their way,there's a thinking process thats goes with it-kind of a spider-sense that tells me what will happen a few seconds later if i make the wrong move and everything turns sour.However theres always a limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to chat with the the guys just now,could not go to our usual place as some underground activites were happeneing and the place was  too dangerous for us.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i passed my bike prac today -WHEE!- i had one prace at 12pm and another at 4pm which i passed,it was all too quick and too fun.I'd never thought i could meet the people that i've met there,and even the possibility of making some friends there ,wow.I got to know a really beautiful girl there today.Heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so remember Life's not about you!,its all about life!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-494812625196442688?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/494812625196442688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=494812625196442688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/494812625196442688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/494812625196442688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/fame-infamy.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5206863729652026382</id><published>2007-05-21T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T00:27:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stockholm Syndrome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o it begins,the time when we drift...we find others and you think of them as the thing of the past,its all so slow so gradual.&lt;br /&gt;Really sick of being at home everyday nowadays.Its not like theres anything to hate or what at home but i need to do something to keep that feeling from commin back,it seeps in like poison once the idle mind no longer notices.After that i'll be  looking to the stars  asking them about my purpose in life..I'm sure they hold the secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much goin on today just went to church and then playing with my bros and friend at home then heading to a friends house to get the helmet for my Prac tomorrow.We  talked for a while then headed home,ozk gave me a lift!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Having too much to write down really sucks sometimes,you suddenly forget at the crucial moments and it all comes out jumbled...well as the great song goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me'n' you sitting inna honeymoon,if i woke up next to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh kinda stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5206863729652026382?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5206863729652026382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5206863729652026382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5206863729652026382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5206863729652026382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/stockholm-syndrome-s-o-it-beginsthe.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3615939775247454732</id><published>2007-05-19T02:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T02:57:34.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                    Shadow of the day         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oh yes!&lt;br /&gt;my com has been fixed!,but its a little bit retarded in a way that the memory has been stole from it!,could a computer suffer from memory loss?!&lt;br /&gt;what a week it has been,from job finding to plain slacking around!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on Thrus i had my motorcycle practical ooh and boy was it fun!,i really love the buzz of the engine and the power of the engine,not like i havent rode a bike before but this was like none other,yeah i had some mistakes here and there llike stupidly using one finger when applying the brakes! how stupid!.Well part 2 is this monday so i hope i pass this,then its on to get my PDL then i'll advance faster(:.&lt;br /&gt;Really fun experiences at the SSDC.&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from a magic show tho,it was so-so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt really sore today when i saw these P students here and there and i kept reflecting over and over again untill i got really angry at myself.I came to a conclusion that this was not the like for me and that i would'ent fit in anyways.Live and let live.&lt;br /&gt;Even so,i feel ever-so detatched so sad and isolated even.&lt;br /&gt;They have everything goin for them,but i'm unsure about everything.Sometimes it seems to me that everyday for me is an act to cover it all up,a show of strength more likely.&lt;br /&gt;At rock-bottom,all i hope is to pick myself up and carry on,what the hell point is there in dwelling.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3615939775247454732?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3615939775247454732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3615939775247454732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3615939775247454732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3615939775247454732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/shadow-of-day-oh-yes-my-com-has-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3390608684134801191</id><published>2007-05-08T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T02:03:37.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                               The original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;One of those moments is occuring now&lt;br /&gt;The type for me where after an hour or so of listening to songs my Muse,the soothing piano mixed with electric guitars allways gets to me.&lt;br /&gt;Today's topic occured to me when i sat down and had a drink with my uncle who will be leaving for India with my dad in a few more hours.&lt;br /&gt;So he dragged me to the the koffee shop and  orfered like 5 bottles.we talked and talked,which for me was surprising besause at this day and age i feel that most young people don't really speak to their parents/relatives or whatsoever,we chatted on and on about everything,about our family,the past lives,my Grandfather,and those family ghost stories and gossips(:.&lt;br /&gt;He was very down to earth and like any old timer,had connections to the underworld and so on,soon he introduced me to loads of people which i've never met in yishun that live near me!,they came and went on about their buisness,often telling me to take care of family and so on.What baffled me was that my uncle lives on the other side of the island and people here know him!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I really feel sad for the parents of people i'm around who always complain that (mostly Father) or mother is a strict or whatsoever person,and they go one using whatever vulgar explitives to describe thir parents.Of course in front of them i never ever correct them because i've learnt that they won't change their mindset for one person who don't kow what they've gone thru,these people don't know what their parents are goin thru,and more importantly,their murturity is not even there yet.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i've went thruough "that" phase in life where you hate everything and anything including your parents and i have never looked back at it becuase there's really no point in doing so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;e talked the afternoon away untill my mom came and checked on us which ment it was time to go.and i had a hangover later that night;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kids,your folks have gone thru a hell of a lot more years than you have so don't think that your puny 16-18 years on this earth matters!&lt;br /&gt;err,goodnight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3390608684134801191?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3390608684134801191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3390608684134801191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3390608684134801191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3390608684134801191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/original.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-3767263534525453419</id><published>2007-05-06T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T19:56:48.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                                    &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;City of Delusion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So i went&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to this costume party/birthday for one of those distant cousins that we mostly only say hi to.Despite that,the girls were hot!&lt;br /&gt;Lemme see,i saw...Bob marley,Whako jacko!,japanese kimono girls!,storm from X-men,cleopatra!,roman soldiers!,steven segal!,Fiddy cent!.&lt;br /&gt;thats about all i saw there,most of the time me and Nigel were just having a drink and talking all the way with some people we've never met.It was quite fun yea untill the part where that idiot wanted us to makan supper at 5 am!,i swear i was so tired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,i did sacrifice watching SPIDERMAN 4 with TORs,i really hoped i could make it,they took up almost the whole cinema!.&lt;br /&gt;Well nigel too sacrificed his ZOUK nonsense to go so...&lt;br /&gt;Well my uncle'n'dad are heading for india this tues so all da best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;There are wayyyy to many "welll"'s mann.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-3767263534525453419?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/3767263534525453419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=3767263534525453419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3767263534525453419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/3767263534525453419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/05/city-of-delusion.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-8010608175304873268</id><published>2007-04-30T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:41:48.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                                     Florescent Adolescent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;l: Oh yes!,i'm spurred to blog again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since today is the last day of the month,its only appropriate to sum it all up!.&lt;br /&gt;For me its been quite a month of growing up actually,to let go,to learn fast and most of all quite an emotional 0ne to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;So the stuff i need to accomplish in the next month are to get a job firstly and slave for some moolah.Next is to get a Honda SP for my riding pleasure after i complete my motorbike exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this month may is really a one for letting go,for change.Friends move off to their different lives getting all nostalgic everytime we meet up(which is quite frequently)we begin to talk and talk for hours about the old times and gossip about old problems or teachers!&lt;br /&gt;Well,cheers to friends new and old!but most of all to family,the most important thing in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea today my plans failed!my cousin was goin to take me to this tattoo shop which he reccomends.well my pay did not come in today so i'll be waiting!&lt;br /&gt;Chicago(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8010608175304873268?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8010608175304873268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8010608175304873268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So blogger does not wanna make my words unbolded,its okay;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea we went down to PHS today as Mrs Chia would call it lending "Moral support",it was alright that they got COP for the syf,well the ones bummed out would be those graduating girls,yes just because Drama just started in their school and they would be graduating next year.I'm sure they will clinch a gold in 2 years time,yes,their that good.&lt;br /&gt;As for our good ole NBSS,they got a bronzie,heh.Nocomment!&lt;br /&gt;Alot is on stake later,chelsea vs liver&lt;br /&gt;if i win i get ard 80 bucks,so please please chelsea win!!&lt;br /&gt;Thats all folks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-8369536704828658438?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/8369536704828658438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=8369536704828658438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8369536704828658438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/8369536704828658438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/drop-dead-dream.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-5730502236286821596</id><published>2007-04-23T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:25:11.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                  The (after)life of the party.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea,the feeling you get after a really good time,the one where you wised time ourld have just slowed down for those spare moments so that you could fully savour the memories and the full-fledged fun.&lt;strong&gt;I'd sell my soul for that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea i'm gonna get a job soon,and then i'll be making big moolah.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm goin in this july or whatever.My uncle recently came round and the first thing he did was show us his tattoo made-in-austraila.yea it was wonderfull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sea as my grave&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shark as my coffin.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a big back piece and i asked him to check out mine heh and he asked me to extend it to my whole arm then come to talk to him &lt;strong&gt;lawl.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to my Aunts house last sat for a cousin's 13th birthday and they were supportive and i listened to my uncles advices about the army right till the part where they said the length of your balls mattered if you were goin into pes A or B.&lt;em&gt;Thats the part were i exited myself for a beer heh.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday was bowling day with the guys,a girl and a um another girl! heh.what surprised me was that i din go to church that day,that was a first in a long long time.&lt;br /&gt;well,thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;so,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;who wants to shave my head?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright,chicago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-5730502236286821596?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/5730502236286821596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=5730502236286821596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5730502236286821596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/5730502236286821596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/afterlife-of-party.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-7315315102930138891</id><published>2007-04-16T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:27:51.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Infinity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;How it was wonderful to act again,the tense backstage atmosphere,the incredible rehersals,the bonds made and lastly the high that you experience at the finale.&lt;br /&gt;Our show was a success contradictory to the fact that we only had 2 solid rehersals!.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Alvin,after all these years he's still a great guy,ans oh yes how successful he will become in the future.&lt;br /&gt;It's the highlight my my month.&lt;br /&gt;So my worst fear has just materialised,is that i have to go away for 2 years.Yes so much for being a good student and haveing so many awards and accolades.So what if they say i have a smart brain?The fact that i am still going away just because of a slip that CMPB could'ent explain.&lt;br /&gt;Just last wednesday i thought my life was on track again when the news hit me.well it okay cos i don'tfeel much of it anyway,i've been hit since the start of the year.&lt;br /&gt;My good friend said he'd break down if he were me and that he'd hope he could be as strong as me.I myself don't know why i'm strong.Is not feeling called being strong?&lt;br /&gt;My god left me.&lt;br /&gt;Well,i'll know for a fact that i'll be getting my dip the same time as them and that i'll be working while their in the army.Neyhaa&lt;br /&gt;I've given myself 3 mths to get my liscence.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from these i still have fears.I fear and therefore i am scared.&lt;br /&gt;Well,&lt;br /&gt;The show must go on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-7315315102930138891?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/7315315102930138891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=7315315102930138891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/7315315102930138891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/7315315102930138891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/infinity.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-117630941262807894</id><published>2007-04-12T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T00:36:52.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Great Loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea just came back from rehersals and i found out that my skool needs my deferment letter and stuff.So i called CMPB and they said that i'm only able to defer when i'm under 18 and accepted into a fulltime course,so now that i'm 18 they said its hard to defer which i don't know what the problem is and only know that the end result is that i'd have to enter ns.&lt;br /&gt;i think i won't be able to sleep tonight untill i go to CMPB tomrrow with my letter from my skool.&lt;br /&gt;A part of me feels like just goin into ns and dissapearing for 2 and whatever years so i won't be a burden for my parents or anyone.Why din't the bitch poly's accept me when they bloody well accepted fuckers with 30 odd pts mann.That pisses me off till today and it will till i dunno when.&lt;br /&gt;Stress i tell you,stress that makes me wanna pick up the pack again.&lt;br /&gt;Ah fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;I need to go to church,i need peace.i need strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-117630941262807894?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117630941262807894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=117630941262807894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117630941262807894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117630941262807894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/great-loser.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-117627156927392077</id><published>2007-04-11T13:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-11T14:06:09.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                       Yesah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So's i think i'm gonna be late for rehersals but it's all good.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Been goin to PBHSS for rehersals and trainings,at first to train those buggers but now its our turn to perform this saturday to a ticketed concert!,only my second in all my years!,its $10 bucks a tick,some kind of showcase of the schools new drama club and we're just there for the help(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yesterday was cool went down and alvin and mingy and all were there but we changed the script by greg to a new one that should be okay by today!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes of course i'm bummed that everyone's goin their own ways and just disappointed that i went mine.yes there's something that i'm very angry about.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes next mon i will be starting school,i don't know what to expect and who i'd meet or if i'd even have friends!.Its like the first day of sec school all over mann.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yes i haven't started taking my motorbike pracs yet,because that damn MOR is too busy to bring me;P,i swear i'll overtake em!,so i'm nervous about that too,hope to pass asap!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Yea,saturday's gonna be packed day mann,showtime about 7 plus but before that intentive rehersals and stuff and then after that its for us to hit FLUID BAR,i swear that they will never make me drink;P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well this is our lives,it has to go on...right?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chiaos(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-117627156927392077?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117627156927392077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=117627156927392077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117627156927392077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117627156927392077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/yesah-sos-i-think-im-gonna-be-late-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-117601151502048197</id><published>2007-04-08T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T13:51:55.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                      Haappy Easter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup easter time!&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn sick now but what the hell,yesterday stayed at aunty valencia's house witht hat ass nigel and we ended up talked ghost stories till 4!,i swear i scared her mann!&lt;br /&gt;Before that was GOOD FRIDAY,we had some kind of celbration thingy at granma's then aunties houses WITH only vegetarian foods:)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea,our chalet was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;just ask me&lt;br /&gt;kay kay,gotta meet owen at J8 soon,and then to aunt's house again.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-117601151502048197?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117601151502048197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=117601151502048197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117601151502048197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117601151502048197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/04/haappy-easter-yup-easter-time-im-damn.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-117535566006197865</id><published>2007-04-01T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T00:41:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Love is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm compelled to blog again because partly of my need to write,or in this case type things down.Went to Jurong to suppor a friend whose joining Annugerah,lawl i pity them,it was raining torrents.after so on we went to watch Meet the robinsons which i feel totally unjustified for because i bought for all of them drinks and stuff.Mostly after that it was walking around and i noticed one thing,i've not looked at people in a long time.Thank goodness tomorrow is my last day working.I've felt really dead when goin to work and realized that somehow it sucks the life out of you and you dont have time for anything,you don't notice things like you did before,in a sense,you are numbed to the world around you.&lt;br /&gt;I've been pulled outta there because yesterday i went to PHS and it opened up an old feeling i had inside of me,which is acting.&lt;br /&gt;they wanted to see what we were capable of so alvin  and mrs chia proposed we do an impromtu skit,and OMG how it all flowed together!My feelings were excited and those memories of sec 1 just came back mann,looking at these lower sec eldds kids really made me feel happy and sad.&lt;br /&gt;Acting,came so naturally to me again,and those kids spoke a different english than what i hear around me so i reverted back to proper english quite easily complete with chim words;P.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i won't be going to a poly but that wont stop me from getting the dip i want.&lt;br /&gt;Yes i hate it that people who did worse than me are in a polytechnic,i really hate that,but its useless to hate what i can't attain anymore but cherish what i can MORE than them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,i got my birthday party pics,they are crazey!&lt;br /&gt;and i want the sentosa pics too!,that veron..&lt;br /&gt;Crazy week its been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so to end off...&lt;br /&gt;                                               Love is the essence of life&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-117535566006197865?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117535566006197865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=117535566006197865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117535566006197865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117535566006197865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/love-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-117532441038154678</id><published>2007-03-31T15:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T16:00:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OHH LOOK its a blast from the past!</title><content type='html'>Okay okay my last post was lightyears away so i'll just give the basic update for none of you who are reading.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking mass comms right noww&lt;br /&gt;My bike lisence is goin fine but i still don't know how the hell to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;I've quit my job&lt;br /&gt;My coms finally up&lt;br /&gt;My life is looking up&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of anymore things...hmm i think my readers have all gone away so i'll go on to pull people back in! nehaaha&lt;br /&gt;Went to PHS yesterday to meet the drama team there,they seem really enegetic! and Mrs chia was about the same as last time heh.Coached em for a bit cos i din really know them and then went on to let em watch our syf stuff just to get the mood going,funny how we're not helping our own eldds team eh?,wonder whats the problem(:&lt;br /&gt;Soccers goin fine,finally forced them to take on Bishan 11 which is like the strongest team wer're goin up against so farr.&lt;br /&gt;whats more...&lt;br /&gt;My birthday party was a blast!! just look at the pics and see!(their not on this site)thanks all my dudes and babes for the blasting funn! and my bros friends and my dear relatives!it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-117532441038154678?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/117532441038154678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=117532441038154678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117532441038154678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/117532441038154678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2007/03/ohh-look-its-blast-from-past.html' title='OHH LOOK its a blast from the past!'/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115839139850727959</id><published>2006-09-16T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T15:23:18.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hi old Friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long times different people many situations what a feeling&lt;br /&gt;i have nothing to say about you anymore&lt;br /&gt;or you.&lt;br /&gt;i've waited too long,&lt;br /&gt;O levels to study and to score(hopefully)&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy and i want sleep&lt;br /&gt;I wont blog much already,you'll have to wait(:&lt;br /&gt;so again i'll love you but you'll never know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115839139850727959?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115839139850727959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115839139850727959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115839139850727959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115839139850727959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/09/hi-old-friend.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115734290316411699</id><published>2006-09-04T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T12:08:23.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bangala Bangala oi oi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked like dogs.&lt;br /&gt;Our work at payaLebar airbase was not was we expected one thurs and fri.&lt;br /&gt;Fun labour work,escaping and relaxing to watch the jets and helicopters.&lt;br /&gt;Then Friday sat and sun we had to report to work at 5.45am but there was no but from my house at that time so i had to wake up at fricking 4 plus am to take a cab of about 10 bucks to kathib to take the transport,we were only late once hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Satruday was hell mann,i tell you these fricking singaporean don't know how to eat properly~!&lt;br /&gt;I mean,their supposed to dispose their plates themselves in one of the many many bins in the hanger and there they are asking us to clean up for them!THEY TREAT IT LIKE A KOPITIAM!&lt;br /&gt;Alas there were some nice guys but also motherfuckers who scold you when you cllean for then for complain for everything,i dont care i just scold their asses,They really got it from us mann.&lt;br /&gt;You see..Who eats and then places the tray with with under the fucking table? or on the floor,nonetheless with the fucking bin beside their table?dumb right?&lt;br /&gt;So our 14 hour job was to clean up after them,it was neverending with people going to the extent of blocking up and sitting on the floors to standing and eating mann,children vomit here and there and bab table manners.&lt;br /&gt;Do you eat finish and then cover up the food witht he table plastic after that and throw it on the floor?then what are the next people gonna eat on,wood?&lt;br /&gt;Lawl very funny laa.&lt;br /&gt;I really learned and benefitted from this experience.&lt;br /&gt;Like laulau said,we were chosen to experience this so next time we can spread this experience to our friends.&lt;br /&gt;We really were like the foriegn workers clearing up for everybody,maybe even worse.&lt;br /&gt;Although the experience was bittersweet,we meeting different military people at the smokers corner and just chatting with them,total strangers you know,and suddenly we all were talking like we know each other for ages these RSAF and field medic people hahas,amazing the smokers corner.&lt;br /&gt;Next was the glorious food mann!,we were working there so the food was ours!,from fish and chips to everysingle drink know to man,icekachang,malany,indian,western,chinese and the BROWNIES!&lt;br /&gt;The airshows were all ours to view when the poeple finally leave so we made full use of it,goin intothe planes to explore and take loads of pics and all that.&lt;br /&gt;I will really miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;As by the time work was over we each had a bottle of beer(ok,big bottle) in our hands and all were chatting non stop about what the hell happened.then finally goin home(:&lt;br /&gt;I will really treasure this experience.&lt;br /&gt;Bangala OI!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115734290316411699?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115695304126701526</id><published>2006-08-30T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T23:50:41.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;False Hopes and Expectations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;False hopes,maybe that just what you giving me,everytime i see the true fact of you.I'll cry with you.&lt;br /&gt;You could be the one intented,living my life unintented.&lt;br /&gt;False hopes laa,how?!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i'll just help you in your pain,lift you.&lt;br /&gt;and then its back to feeling useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English prelims were not too badd,i could not understand what i was writing during compo,so die.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was DnT all the wayy till 9 pm with mor kai,finally went to bind the foilo at 9 plus and handed to kai to hand up for us tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Still no one called or msged.&lt;br /&gt;Home,went down for food.&lt;br /&gt;Sleep.Oh,i havent had sleep since july.&lt;br /&gt;still i can't sleep,i think about the false hopes too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115695304126701526?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115695304126701526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115695304126701526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115695304126701526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115695304126701526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/false-hopes-and-expectations-false.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115666132672478803</id><published>2006-08-27T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:48:46.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Unintended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suck,it just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks cos we din win anything at the tournament yesterday because of me.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck myself for not being able to do anything laa!&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that people who arn't as good as me can have all the better things.&lt;br /&gt;It sucks that you moved away&lt;br /&gt;Just so demoralized this whole week for reasons which are really very true.i don't know why i can't do things any better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Clair Yeo's piano performance yesterday,courtesy of Mr Mak,She was great mann,at only 14 she played Mozart,Beethoven,shumann and some other guyy.The music was really great.I think i enjoyed Beethoven the most,the music showed what he was feeling,unrestful,uneasy,anger,sadness,joy.&lt;br /&gt;The music was great ok.I could relate to it,funny how music could touch somone like that.The others said it was boring so ;P.&lt;br /&gt;Went home ard 2am plus.&lt;br /&gt;woke at 7 again for training today,i tel you,i really am so tired now,my whole body aches and my mind is just not here.&lt;br /&gt;Why couldent i score any yesterday,i missed 3 chancesfuck laa.&lt;br /&gt;I know your all blaming me.Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Ah forget it,i'm gonna go try drown al my sorrows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115666132672478803?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115666132672478803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115666132672478803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115666132672478803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115666132672478803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/unintended.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115650879457502748</id><published>2006-08-25T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:26:34.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;What are your Relationships like?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its no use being angry,i know that now.&lt;br /&gt;Even when my english is getting worse than everyone and i don't even know whyy.&lt;br /&gt;Or even when somone argues with me over some stupid matter.&lt;br /&gt;Much less to the teacher who wants to cut my hair or the sec 4's who always talk bad about us behind our backs.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really leaning not to get angry and i tihnk i've lernt alot in this week.&lt;br /&gt;I really feel that,after five years in this school and 5 years together,now is the time where i really see my friends for who they really are.The way they get angry over a simple matter or just their nitty gritty attitudes which show their ugly face to you,perhaps all these years they've just been putting on a mask to hide it or those 4 years were "play time" compaired to this crucial year.&lt;br /&gt;Today-friday,i've learned that even tho others can hate or dislike somone and bitch about them to you,you can't really do the same with them,then maybe you'll be greeted with some harsh words from them.I felt so useless,i really did.&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep my mouth shut and do next weeks prelims and then work during the week end.&lt;br /&gt;Mor said somthing that was really very true,Tor-last time we were damn close,but now seems like each have left to accompany their girls.Slowly mor,thur,ow,soontobe mae,all goin away.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya its quite sadd ok.&lt;br /&gt;Guess that it would happen sometime or another,them goin with their girls.Leaving behind..&lt;br /&gt;-I pushed them away for some time all because off one person that now has left me a sour taste in my mouth,then when i start seeing them,they're no more there.So i've also learned to never linger on one person,in a sense,others will go.&lt;br /&gt;-Tomorrows my zone 8 match at my field,quite calm now but i'll be damn freeked tomorrow,hope i play hard,don't worry i won't let yall down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn why can't i write compos like my blog entry:P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115650879457502748?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115643863184696547</id><published>2006-08-25T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T00:57:11.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faded starr ink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oner comment first,My hair absolutely fastically sucks big time,thanks to our discipline headmistress,its soup bowl style lawl.when she said she wanted to cut i surpriseingly din defend myself any way,just watched the hair fall down lawl.&lt;br /&gt;These few days.wow.one word only hectic.The days seem to really pass very fast,i only remember monday.&lt;br /&gt;All the problems the talks between ourclassmates seem to have an impact cos today i felt that we really were a class again without bitchings and distrust,compaired to tthe fact that some have refered to ours as the perfect class cos we always look united,but there are cracks tho.&lt;br /&gt;So alls well in 5A i think.&lt;br /&gt;Trying really hard not to be sick now cos i really need to concentrate on getting DNT done tomorrow and foilo too.&lt;br /&gt;Even tho i was sick i was stubborn and played some soccer.I can see whyy mor likes cutting people now,its so addictive!.Gotta be fit for saturday's zone 8 match which only me sean and zen playin in.Scary stuff mann division one players and all.&lt;br /&gt;Next thrus to sun gonna go work at some airbase for some extra cash,i know..mad.&lt;br /&gt;Umm what more.&lt;br /&gt;Think thats enough for an update yea?not gonna be bloggin alot ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Do yuo love to be love or love to love?&lt;br /&gt;i see somone so special there hahas,maybe i'll just wait and see(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115643863184696547?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115643863184696547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115643863184696547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115643863184696547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115643863184696547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/faded-starr-ink-oner-comment-firstmy.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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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-11940259.post-115599575836490095</id><published>2006-08-19T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T21:55:58.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Faded Starrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The opening of our Schools Project cabin was abit too made up and very short.&lt;br /&gt;Me mor and owen were doin some ushering at the staircase,quite funn doin cos we could disturb those kids form other schools but ushering those high class peoples were quite funn.Disappointed cos everyone wanted to go home early cos usually things like theese we will stay till late:(&lt;br /&gt;Owen went movie and so i went home to be sentenced to being bored.Slept abit and then worke to buy dinner and saw greg and others from the bus,huh..people go out and dont call me anymore,thats sadd.&lt;br /&gt;Continued later..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115599575836490095?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115599575836490095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115599575836490095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115599575836490095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115599575836490095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/faded-starrs-opening-of-our-schools.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115564897660146134</id><published>2006-08-15T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T21:36:16.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can i?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i found out that i dont like the majority of sec 3s except for some,very mean right?&lt;br /&gt;English vendor was great today,learned heap loads.Maths 5 periods...the sub teacher looked like a bollywood star and he was areal gentleman and fit.great,but he said i was the bollywood star lawl.&lt;br /&gt;Did some Dnt after skool,so relax but fricking tired mann,nah i like the teacher.&lt;br /&gt;The concert happening this sat is so gonna fail mann,nothing excites me;P&lt;br /&gt;What else..&lt;br /&gt;Oh mom says Pheonix tattoo is good which is good.lawl&lt;br /&gt;What else..&lt;br /&gt;i love sec 5's?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115564897660146134?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115564897660146134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115564897660146134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If useless were a feeling than i would be that times 10.&lt;br /&gt;Possibly can't do my english homework now,fricking compo that i could so easily do and i can't bring myself to do it.shit.&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking you know,what if i did this and that differently,then maybe the ending would be the one i want alot.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up in the night and think.how can i change everything,can i change people,Can i change that somone?.&lt;br /&gt;oh.Fireworks were great on sat,we saw Mrs Yee and her family there,we helped to carry her kids so they could see hahas,so cute.&lt;br /&gt;Did the fireworks have heart shapes in it or am i lovesick?&lt;br /&gt;Came home ard 12 which was good cos i told my mom i was goin to woodlands libarary,they din tell me they planned to go to esplanade and when i met them,i asked them why the hell they were dressed so nicely and i was wearing crap.&lt;br /&gt;Before that went to some dance thingy.I still don't know whyy all the gays and the dancers and the hip hoppers and the rockers come from malays.What happend to the others?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing worse than somone fadding from me.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115548254664270259?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115548254664270259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115548254664270259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115548254664270259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115548254664270259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-use-for-title-if-useless-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115530121616924661</id><published>2006-08-11T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T21:00:21.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I wanna click you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just back from watchin click!,was a great movie with a great storyline..actually quite stupid cos it was all a dream lawl.&lt;br /&gt;So the moral of the show is that family comes first yea.&lt;br /&gt;Jaz was idoit blamin me for not bringing a spoon,who brings a spoon out mann?&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that cos they were all meeting at pop then goin home so went home with two of them.&lt;br /&gt;Still not sure if i can go to perth at end of year,i think i got to concentrate on studies still.aftr this national day its no more enjoyin time i think.&lt;br /&gt;So again i feel betrayed.Then again not.&lt;br /&gt;How can Somone love you if you dont know they love me right? Thats what they say(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115530121616924661?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115530121616924661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115530121616924661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115530121616924661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115530121616924661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-click-you-just-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115505013020325078</id><published>2006-08-08T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:15:30.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Somtimes i wish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS TOTALLY OK THAT I FEEL LIKE A TOTAL LOSER BASTARD LONEY IDIOT WITH THAT IS PRACTICALLY USELESS IN SEEING WHAT OTHER PEOPLE WANT AND NOT LOSE ALL THE FUCKING CHANCES I HAVE&lt;br /&gt;IF I CANNOT FEEL THAT WAY THEN I DONT KNOW WHAT FUCKING LIFE THIS IS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115505013020325078?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115505013020325078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115505013020325078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115505013020325078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115505013020325078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/somtimes-i-wish-its-totally-ok-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115484599812956257</id><published>2006-08-06T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T14:33:18.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Colourless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems that i'm partying 24/7 now.&lt;br /&gt;Went CMPB on friday in the morning so i din go to skool,so we went to differ NS and mor went for his army medical checkup,He told us everything about the check up,frickin hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;So after that went to meet xian at th national libaray at bugis,co we were waiting for veron to finish her tuition.We sat at that place for like hours and talked and talked,wel they talked laa but i just listened.&lt;br /&gt;Found out from veron that indra CANCELLED MY SIGNATURE ON MY YELLOW CHAIR AND WROTE SOMTHNG HERSELF!&lt;br /&gt;Talk about teacher vandal hahas.Nvm i can get a new yllow chair,but mine was the only in class;P&lt;br /&gt;After that we wnt home,forgot how already...hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Then went 700plus to slack abit then they asked if i wanted to watch a manu match,so i was anything but they said one person had to bring one bottle;P&lt;br /&gt;Huii also came,so we watched and huii slept afer first half!&lt;br /&gt;Then next was me then kai.too tired!&lt;br /&gt;Then morning went home to sleep for a miserable 2 hours and then went out again for guys day out taking pictures!&lt;br /&gt;Funny stuff mann,us like 15 plus people then taking pics at manderin,cityhall,esplanade,mrt,orchard.Walked and ate and then owen called and said there was fireworks festival at esplanade so we pcked foodthere and went.&lt;br /&gt;SUPER PACKED THERE!,we tried to make it across the bridge to meet two os but then got caught by the stupid police LOL&lt;br /&gt;So we jumped on the highway and went to the underpass and blabla reached merlion finally.&lt;br /&gt;KL carried me on his shoulders all the time and the view was great cos i was the highest there.&lt;br /&gt;Took 8 vids of the show.simply great.&lt;br /&gt;Toow more pics at merlion and then headed to mrt after an hour or so of sittin beside the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make yourself busy to forget?isent it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts fest tomorrow and nationalday soon.why the days so packed with thiungs to do!&lt;br /&gt;STUDY!&lt;br /&gt;How to get the studying mood,i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wth ensuement of tattos and dyed hairs and shopping and overseas trips after O's,whats not to be excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shit i sound so pathetic;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115484599812956257?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115484599812956257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115484599812956257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115484599812956257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115484599812956257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/08/colourless-seems-that-im-partying-247.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115453225251156860</id><published>2006-08-02T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T23:24:12.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Chasing Cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought we could do it.Maybe it was all just shit.Seeing us loose and then catch up only to be beaten can only lead to sadnness.&lt;br /&gt;After the match seeing zk sitting on the field alone really made me water.Ya we lost today but you wouldent give two shits about it but i care,Alot.&lt;br /&gt;Couldent do it ment only disappointing myslef and then feeling useless and maybe that does not mean only for soccer.&lt;br /&gt;What disappointments i had in the last few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Fuck.Drinks again this satday people.Photos and poses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115453225251156860?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115453225251156860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115453225251156860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115453225251156860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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so long dream but i slept so early!compaired to them,guess that showed how fucked up i was,so my dream was really funny and in the end of it i sacrificed my live for my friendds,yea i died.&lt;br /&gt;ITS OK TO FEEL THAT YOU"VE DISSAPOINTED YOURSELF.&lt;br /&gt;ITS OKAY TO INSULT YOURSELF AND NOT LOOK LIKE ONE OF THOSE EMO DICKS.&lt;br /&gt;Last weeks soccer was hell and that added up to my shitty weekend.So useless.&lt;br /&gt;Two bottles of heineken for me was never enough tho but what a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packed month after exams which make me wanna work harder.&lt;br /&gt;FIRST&lt;br /&gt;-Perth trip by skool&lt;br /&gt;-Grad night&lt;br /&gt;-Class chalet&lt;br /&gt;-TOR chalet&lt;br /&gt;Just some of it to name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115434854101082053?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115434854101082053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115434854101082053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115434854101082053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115434854101082053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/livefeellifedeath-had-super-badd.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115400550480030855</id><published>2006-07-27T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T21:05:04.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Only Wanted when Needed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after playing soccer in the morning my ankle was really bothering me but i diden't mind it throughout the day.Overall they said that WE we quiet today in class and all that,yea and they were the ones doing the shooting at me hahas.How mean can these girls be lawl owen said.&lt;br /&gt;We watched the parade after lessons at 5 plus and thought back at those 4 years where we never ever got a chance to sit back and relax to let the show go by but today while seeing it i was thinking about the past parades where the marching where stronger and the people were alot more familar.i guess it just that we're old and dont know anyone anymore hahas.Ah ok enough of this thingy.&lt;br /&gt;So i was walking the in heavy heavy rain goin home and my pain in my ankle became fricking pain and so was my knee on the same damn leg,so now its bandaged.And my mom says that my legs gonna break at tomorrrow's match in skool,i hope that was a joke;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luck&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115400550480030855?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115400550480030855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115400550480030855' title='0 Comments'/><link 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up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a week so far,lessons have been flying and time is running out for us.&lt;br /&gt;I just trying to suck all the secondary schoolness whenever i can and inthe process scold some irritating bastard sec 4's today.&lt;br /&gt;Very "Enlighting" day as what mrs Indra said hahas.&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is soccer day,the only day we get to play soccer so i'm gonna enjoy it,and theres also DNT to be done.&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why but...&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SKOOL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115392424245097076?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115366824864160802</id><published>2006-07-23T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T23:24:08.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Torn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to owen tanny's house today and watched 3 good men,good hokkien show mann very funny and strangely i unstood what they were saying lol.&lt;br /&gt;No i did not go out with any girls or what yesterday but yall din believe me you dicks hahas,whyy? cos i din go out with yall? or with owen and the rest?.Damn funny mann they realli would not believe me.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's skool again and like what Tanny msged me just only,START REVISION NOW.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what he said and so i reply "Yes boss"&lt;br /&gt;hahas nights(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115366824864160802?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115366824864160802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115366824864160802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115366824864160802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115366824864160802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/torn-went-to-owen-tannys-house-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115348667579266264</id><published>2006-07-21T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T20:57:55.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Can We Last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huhu!&lt;br /&gt;So it was racial harmony day today and so it was planned that i met owen tanny.&lt;br /&gt;First he was late and that ment that i was late too so nvm that.Then! he saw me and went "eh,style ah your clothes..i feel like goin home change"and then that was itt!,we took a cab to his house,oh! and before that my mom called me back up to change shoes cos i was wearing my bros ones without perimssion;P.&lt;br /&gt;so waited for owen then took a cab back to skool which was a total rip-off of 4 bucks!.&lt;br /&gt;so both of us strolled into the hall and everyone stared at us cos we were fking late and we just dident care.But then nair came up to us and talked to us,in the end we just got an excuse slip,shes so kind(:.and also the principal told us our costumes were nicee.&lt;br /&gt;So camera-Whoring was a must today and i really think i'm in every picture takin in the class,ok not all.&lt;br /&gt;it was really funn.&lt;br /&gt;Yea and the part jaz and rose made funn of my portugese and called me a srilankan and bangladesh:( toot them lol&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much after,went np to makan and all that then went home.&lt;br /&gt;no complaints about today(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115348667579266264?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115348667579266264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115348667579266264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115348667579266264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115348667579266264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-we-last-huhu-so-it-was-racial.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115331757249501534</id><published>2006-07-19T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:59:32.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Maria,maria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day ago was Ms Nelle Engs birthday,so around 1 plus she called us and you know you could see all the excitement in everyone's face when she called,all fighting for the phone there.Yea they talked for a long while from the canteen to class untill lessons after lunch started.They only thing i remember about talking to her was that i made her laugh stright away but after that i could'ent really talk cos people were like imaptient so i just gave it up to em.I was thinking in class that while everyone was literally crowding around the phone,i came out of the group and just sat on the window ledge staring at them as they sang happy birthday super loudly,also feeling sad as this person was te only one that really cared enough to do things for us,so as i was sipping my bandong and thinking they came over and crowded me again lol.&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be really great in her shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i wanna highlight today laa,cos skool was really vexing for me,some teachers really can bring your mood down mann.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karate lesson tomorrow! lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115331757249501534?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' 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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-11940259.post-115303234100501265</id><published>2006-07-16T14:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T14:45:41.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 Years From Now&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if somone said three years from now,you'd be long gone.would you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;Just how long do your friends last?,yes i still see my primary skool friends here and there and also have my kindergarten friend of 10 years still with me.The others?maybe they'd just fade into nonexistance once your presence is not there anymore and when you se them on the street one day you think to yourself "do i recognise that person,somthing tells me i do" or "why the hell is this pervert smiling at me".&lt;br /&gt;Yes i thought of this many many times before and even once somone i swear i did not even know shouted out my name and asked me how i was no,she was not ugly but actually very beauiful.&lt;br /&gt;So where do we draw the line?&lt;br /&gt;I guess i'll just have to see for myself the answer to this questions,3 years from now.&lt;br /&gt;Ah forget it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went to east coast yesterday with whole whole family and got a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;Kayaking,drinking,singing,all for the michelin goin to aussie.so sad!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115303234100501265?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115303234100501265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Dissapear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S it was careree day today,however you spell it,i finally did wear somthing nice curtesy of tan.&lt;br /&gt;Alot of things happened today,very Sexy skoolmates(lol!),very disturbing people,Ez link card lost and found:p and really some interesting talks but the interesting part soon went away after sitting from 8 to 3pm and listening to these boring old people,so thats where the part of entertaining ourselves came in hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Overall not too badd,but i felt there was somthing missing in today,a whole lot missing.&lt;br /&gt;Tor din come today hahas,i was the only one  that came for us.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go meet them in chong pang to get my contacts and maybe shoes but i think its abit too late and i'm abit tired.&lt;br /&gt;First time 5B fellers came to me to ask me to help them buy ciggerattes LOL,first time i like talked to them normaly,it was a nice surprise for me laa.&lt;br /&gt;Ate with sean rona and others and then walked back unsatisfied home.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and did i mention i was bullied alot today?&lt;br /&gt;Yea okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115288452512507413?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115288452512507413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115288452512507413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115288452512507413'/><link rel='self' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres morning run tomorrow morning!so maybe that'll be funn.&lt;br /&gt;So today passed by rather fast,actually i think i realy did whatever i wanted in class,ate infront of teachers walked around in class during lessons,voulenteered to tie girls hairs during lesson LOL!.&lt;br /&gt;Owen too! we love singing during lesso0ns,simply annoys the teachers or best yet they'll say we are too stressed hahas.so funny/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,not sure if what i think is actually happenin,if it is then i want to tell her sorry.i am blind yes i amm,i really need clear signs.Alots of tension today in class,because of what happened yesterday during soccer.Its really sadd laa 5 years of friendship..i'm really sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;I'll remember everything you said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115271704262587947?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115271704262587947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115271704262587947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115271704262587947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115271704262587947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/close-damn-door.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115262713053919981</id><published>2006-07-11T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:12:10.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Black Sheep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really dont feel like blogging but i got lots to say actually.&lt;br /&gt;School is more and more of a headach everysingle day.&lt;br /&gt;About today's match,i was so disappointed and really heart broken,how could you brothers just break your friendship like this?over what? a fucked up comment and a foul?.Why laa,i'm just so sadd.&lt;br /&gt;The RC guy was a really nice guyy afterall.&lt;br /&gt;5 periods of maths can be really funn if you actually DO the work.&lt;br /&gt;How?&lt;br /&gt;I really need some help.&lt;br /&gt;And for goodness sake! my face is not white and i dont put powder on it,thats just sick!&lt;br /&gt;Its called aura(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115262713053919981?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115262713053919981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115262713053919981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115262713053919981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115262713053919981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/black-sheep-i-really-dont-feel-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115245494347780956</id><published>2006-07-09T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:22:23.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,i thought i had alot to blog when i clicked on this page.Once i think i about it,i really just don wanna write down my thoughts and whatnots here,maybe the novelty of blogging is wearing off.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be at that Hong's house with all of them watching the finals but i guess now i'm stuck at home with no intrest of watching the finals at all.Its not that i can't go but.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont like what i'm feeling these past few days,so confusin.&lt;br /&gt;Or&lt;br /&gt;Could be the result of watching a Taiwanese love serial the whole of the week :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115245494347780956?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115245494347780956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115245494347780956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115245494347780956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115245494347780956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/100-hmmi-thought-i-had-alot-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115236708466359218</id><published>2006-07-08T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T21:58:04.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;A pirate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop lying to yourself and go on les,what are you trying to prove with these dreams of whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;Runnining in a maze built for Alice in wonderland and chasing a white hamster down a drain.&lt;br /&gt;Stop confusing yourself and go on,live on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sides,thers plenty more treasure out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115236708466359218?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115236708466359218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115236708466359218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115236708466359218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115236708466359218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/pirate-stop-lying-to-yourself-and-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115228896787059509</id><published>2006-07-07T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:16:07.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Missing number&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see other having different lives,really different than when i knew them and when i see that i really am envious.&lt;br /&gt;Being stuck is really pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Its not the money or the freedom,that i CAN have but its the oppotunity and people to do it.&lt;br /&gt;What is this.&lt;br /&gt;nah,you just realize that people really can do alot better without you,maybe better than when they were with ya.&lt;br /&gt;what is this thing.\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115228896787059509?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115228896787059509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115228896787059509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115228896787059509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115228896787059509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/missing-number-i-see-other-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115228564699471024</id><published>2006-07-07T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T23:20:46.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Buttons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,this ghostwhisperer show is really good stuff really!,apart from the sad cory parts.&lt;br /&gt;So i din go to skool today,who cares,i gotta mc finally cos i went to the doctor the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the clinic was like hell so many people and it was like so clustrophobic,i really couldet wait to go.so,when it was time to leave i wanted to run home cos i really felt nausea and all that,but so i puked my ass off near my house drain,what the hell mann!,Sadistic people would really love puking right?.&lt;br /&gt;Today is laulau's birthday,finally the idots birthday and i dont feel well enough to beat em up.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Taste of Thailand for dinner with the 16 of us,i really had alot of funn even tho i couldent taste the food and drinks and had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;But then they were goin to a chalet to drink and enjoy and strip polker but i could not go laa,omg if i were well...&lt;br /&gt;Nvm next chance is next friday in mike's chalet,Somesortta last enjoyment thingy i think.I'm so gonna make all those assholes drunk and puke everywhere and i'm gonna have a good night sleep.whaha!&lt;br /&gt;Ahks till next time&lt;br /&gt;Oh,i love Pussycatdolls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115228564699471024?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115228564699471024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115228564699471024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,this ghostwhisperer show is really good stuff really!,apart from the sad cory parts.&lt;br /&gt;So i din go to skool today,who cares,i gotta mc finally cos i went to the doctor the previous night.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you the clinic was like hell so many people and it was like so clustrophobic,i really couldet wait to go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115228530502490212?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115228530502490212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115228530502490212' title='0 Comments'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont really think i can blog noww,my room fills really hott and cramped and hot and crowded right now.or maybe my head can explode.&lt;br /&gt;Goin shop just now was like walking into hell.&lt;br /&gt;Saw TKD,miss that.&lt;br /&gt;Din go to skool today,most of the day i just slept and lied ard.really dont wanna go to skooll tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore idol looks happening.&lt;br /&gt;what summor...&lt;br /&gt;oh yea i feel so sick;P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need&lt;br /&gt;-New belt&lt;br /&gt;-New shoes&lt;br /&gt;-Buckle&lt;br /&gt;-Tattoo on my wrist&lt;br /&gt;-somone with wings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115210676186486300?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115201780044265150</id><published>2006-07-04T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T20:56:40.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ambigious&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really did not wanna go to skoool today.Whole body was tired and my throat was like numb.&lt;br /&gt;At first the morning was like damn gloomy but then people cheered my ass up and all that so i was ok for the rest of the day,and wow! 5 periods of MATHS!,be surprised cos i did the work mann.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow i'm not commin to skool cos Mrs yee and mdm nair came to class today and caught my hair,like what the fuck is wrong with it?theres so many people in skool with hair longer than mine so whyy the fuck do you have to catch mine?Stupid jealous bastards must have complained to them,motherfuckers.&lt;br /&gt;So i'm not goin to skool tomorrow cos even if i did i would be sent home so what the flow.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna watch the match at 3 am which is germany and italy!&lt;br /&gt;I'm hopeing germany would get their asses outta the world cup.&lt;br /&gt;Now that brazil lost and i lost 5 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;I tell you,Brazil was bought laa,you see in the dying minuits of the game the fricking keeper should have kept on pumping the ball up for the strikers and not to the defenders to fricking pass it ard in their own half!&lt;br /&gt;Then that Ze Roberto still hadd time to go and talk to the ref and all that! what the cow!&lt;br /&gt;Sadd laa but i really think Brazil was bought for the match,Fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh!good news tho,this parliment people liked our SYF script or somthing and they want us to perform 19 shows or somthing and we'll be PAID!,So cool mann.&lt;br /&gt;That if the cast wants to perform and i'd be dissappinted  of they did not.I think some of them really dont know how to Treasure things.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about treasure..Reffering to some people who really really dosent know how to.So sadd.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ks,i'm gonna eat&lt;br /&gt;Bye shaggy Asses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115201780044265150?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115201780044265150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115201780044265150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115201780044265150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115201780044265150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/07/ambigious-i-really-really-did-not.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115191556529674571</id><published>2006-07-03T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T16:32:45.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Open up with your sunlight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finally free for my com now.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up earlier than i wanted to and cycled my ass to the ahtong field which looked like the sahara desert from any angle.&lt;br /&gt;We played with the team from Christ church,is it a church or a school?well all were cheena.&lt;br /&gt;The match was awesome with us conceeding a goal then fighting back to a score of 4-2!&lt;br /&gt;The match was extremely funn and i played exactly how i wanted to..not just staying in the mid but running up for assistance and to attack,hahas i ran up so many times but still did not score mann,but nearly did.&lt;br /&gt;In the last few mins,they scored a goal but was offside,then all went away from the field left cheehong and me.One feller there told all of us to fuck off so cheehong became hot hahas so funny.So they scold here and there blabla.Stupid people no fairplay.&lt;br /&gt;Then stil couldnot rest but needed to go back 400 plus train;P&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to say about that.&lt;br /&gt;Then finally came home about 3 the bath and made maggimee cos my throat hurts like hell.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to play street soccer but crazy!i think i'm sick already laa! i'm not answering their calls.I'm goin to sleep!&lt;br /&gt;Stupid world cup&lt;br /&gt;Stupid france&lt;-arrogant dicks&lt;br /&gt;Not gonna watch world cup anymore mann.&lt;br /&gt;ok bye laa,i wanna sleep;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115191556529674571?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115191556529674571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115191556529674571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115191556529674571'/><link rel='self' 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the hell your bored.&lt;br /&gt;So i just woke up now..still feeling fuzzy cos just now i was damn tired and skool just passed too fast today.So i went home changed and left,cos they wanted me to play soccer in skool,i knew it was goin to be tireing laa!and it was! it was hotdamn hot!..haha but i put some sunblock before goin outt hahas don tell anyone.&lt;br /&gt;Then played and all that..wow i was seriously off form mann.those lower sec people could beatme today mann.&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah,i got knocked around today and my left side of my face is abit swollen!ah nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Hah,naz heard when me and morsaid we miss people and all that during class then she talk to me and mor about it hahas,i was like "DOTS!"&lt;br /&gt;DNT was fun today when Fran gave me a really brilliant idea mann!somthing i really liked hahas.shes so funny mann.now i really got somthing to do!&lt;br /&gt;i think i wanna follow owens wayy already,drink soya bean to become whiter LOL,eh! it works okay!!&lt;br /&gt;Okay gonna go watch singidol byee!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115149754931368855?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115149754931368855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115149754931368855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115149754931368855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/115149754931368855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/06/ridin-dirty-im-bored-so-ill-blogg.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-115141482623854584</id><published>2006-06-27T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T21:27:06.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Let her go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;br /&gt;Long times,quite a short statement to say that i've enjoyed my hols.We did lodsa stuff back thenn.&lt;br /&gt;M aybe i enjoyed too much when i was supposed to do my maths or DNT.Thats past now,still got time to do those stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Com was down like foreever mann,then today i went to get my cpu from da shope.&lt;br /&gt;start or skool has been....quite pleasant laa,seems like start of skool and my hair looks like crap mann!&lt;br /&gt;Got caught today as usual,dumdicks.&lt;br /&gt;Theres more stress around it seems ah.&lt;br /&gt;Yea okays thats all(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-115141482623854584?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/115141482623854584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=115141482623854584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;People often misuse this term,but here we are on this day 6th june 2006 which happens once in a thousand years.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing special happened for me today,went to guis house to watch movies then home to slack the whole day off.&lt;br /&gt;Theres some certain urge in me to end my days with somthing special or fill it with special memories,the drive is there.The reason?,maybe to whisk the mundane-ness of life where you forget what you did last week or yesterday and your life would just mean nothing to yourself.I really dunno why i need to do this and when i don't?,theres a certain loss when the day passes off.&lt;br /&gt;I need sentosa!&lt;br /&gt;I need slip-ons!&lt;br /&gt;I need New tees!&lt;br /&gt;I need you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big shoutout to Fransisca and Danny! HAPY BIRTHDAY DEVIL PEOPLE!&lt;br /&gt;Once again i..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114960268059187627?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114960268059187627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114960268059187627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114960268059187627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114960268059187627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/06/666-once-in-lifetime.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114926225305075315</id><published>2006-06-02T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:30:53.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Spur of the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was spurred to blog again not for the urge or spilling my guts onto the world wide web but just for the sake of blogging or maybe to not dissapoint my stalkers ;P&lt;br /&gt;I was sick less than a day ago and i think i'll be well tomorrow,cos i might be tonning ay kais house tomorrow then off to training on sunday morning for out match this wed.&lt;br /&gt;We got a person to overlook ourtrainings now,point out our mistakes and so.I think its good.&lt;br /&gt;When do people search for girl/boyfriends?,is it their lonely or just a trend.&lt;br /&gt;Don't they know that they neglect everything they already have eg:your real friends.&lt;br /&gt;Some people really can't see this,or is that they have poor time management or their G/Bf's are real evil to prevent them from goin out with friends and be only with eachother.&lt;br /&gt;Theres the need to have somone to hold and talk-to till late and share everything from secrets to your boxers but whyy?&lt;br /&gt;When did the need to start eh?,we were fine in primary skool,just fine.&lt;br /&gt;And then they say "oh it wont last long""break in few weeks",is this just a trend too to have more EX-es that others,to show that your hott stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ah,i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;When i type i just type okay,i dont need to please you.&lt;br /&gt;I feel damn uneasy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114926225305075315?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114926225305075315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114926225305075315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114926225305075315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114926225305075315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/06/spur-of-moment-i-was-spurred-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114900003185802829</id><published>2006-05-30T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T22:41:23.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The F Word: History and Applications&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(For the non soft hearted)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the words in the English language, one of the most useful and yet most controversial is the word FUCK. Strangely, there are hundreds and even thousands of words in the English dictionary, and yet FUCK is the only word that is referred to as the ‘F’ word. It truly is a very magical word, because not all words can mean two very opposite things at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;The word FUCK can actually connote both pleasure and pain, or both love and hate at the same time, and in rare occasions, even in the same sentence!&lt;br /&gt;Unknown to many, the word FUCK is actually a German derivative of the word “Frichen”, which means “to strike”... The exact date or age when this word was fully corrupted into the English language is unknown, but we can all assume that, in the early beginnings of the word, it was used to connote sexual intercourse between two people. However, it can be noted that FUCK is the only word that can be used in the most parts of speech known to man, especially in modern times. If used as a transitive verb: “Adam FUCKS Eve.”&lt;br /&gt;If used as an intransitive verb: “Eve FUCKS.”&lt;br /&gt;If used as a noun: “Stay away, FUCKER!”&lt;br /&gt;If used as an adjective: “Ryan’s doing all the FUCKING work!”&lt;br /&gt;If used as an adverb for a verb: “I’m trying to FUCKING sleep!” If used as an adverb for an adjective: “Eve is FUCKING beautiful!”&lt;br /&gt;It can even be a different part of a speech, all in one sentence! Take for instance the sentence: “FUCK off, you FUCKING FUCKED FUCKERS!”&lt;br /&gt;Yet one the most amazing applications is to modify a word by inserting it into the word itself, giving stress and importance a million times over, like for example, the words: “abso-FUCKING-lutely!” or “in-FUCKING-credible!”&lt;br /&gt;The word FUCK is definitely a word of so many uses. Strangely, even saying only the word “FUCK!” is already a complete sentence in itself, though it is not advisable because just saying that one word, due to its many applications, is quite vague in terms of its meaning because it can connote many things.&lt;br /&gt;It can mean dishonesty (The insurance company FUCKED me.), it can mean difficulty (I don’t understand this FUCKING question!), it can mean aggression (Don’t FUCK with me, buddy!), it can mean trouble (Oh, I’m so FUCKED now.), it can mean incompetence (My teacher’s a FUCKER!), or it can mean dismissal (Go FUCK yourself!).&lt;br /&gt;You can fill in more meanings by yourself. Lately though, we see it constantly being used with the pronoun “YOU”. When both are used, it is already a complete sentence in itself. It can mean a lot of things depending on the situation.&lt;br /&gt;If somebody told you that you’re ugly and you reply by shouting “FUCK YOU!” with a smile, it can mean that you agree with him, but saying it with a frown and a raised fist can mean aggression. If somebody proposed his/her love to you, and you frown and say “FUCK YOU!”, it’s connotes disbelief. If you reply an “I love you” with a smiling “FUCK YOU!”, it’s already as good as “I love you too!”&lt;br /&gt;The power of the word FUCK even transcends racial and class boundaries, because you can use it on anyone regardless of race, color, gender or orientation. Just one use of the word FUCK and everybody will automatically know what kind of person you are and how you were raised. With all this said, let us not be afraid of the ‘F’ word.&lt;br /&gt;Not many words exist with the same tenacity and the same power. Therefore, we must shine in pride, as the existence of the word FUCK simply means that we are near to perfecting our language and human communication in general.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for orienting yourself with this magical word, and if you have reached this far in reading, with a smile I would like to say “FUCK YOU!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114900003185802829?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114900003185802829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114900003185802829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114900003185802829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114900003185802829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/f-word-history-and-applications-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114891464899339580</id><published>2006-05-29T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T22:57:29.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sore Los er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its times like these when i really feel like just writing down somthing but i really dont like the idea of blogging anymore.I feel its too open and stupid to write and post pictures of yourself on the fricking net,no its not fetched and popular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just thought while watching a movie just now,what if this goes away again?.for the dunno how many the fuck times..i'm just dissppointed in myself ok,so are my friends alike,i guess me and them think i'm dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i need somone to help me.&lt;br /&gt;My arm hurts me,no not the wound,some internal injury i think,so does my knee,its so pain sometimes and then gone,what the hell is wrong there!?&lt;br /&gt;I feel so tired nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Ah,i think i dont wanna blog anymore,screw it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea,i love TeChNo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114891464899339580?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114891464899339580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114891464899339580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114891464899339580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114891464899339580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/sore-los-er-its-times-like-these-when.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114879370366417167</id><published>2006-05-28T13:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T13:21:43.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i WANTED TO BLOG ALOT BUT NOW I DONT FEEL LIKE BLOGGING ANYMORE&lt;br /&gt;Chao(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114879370366417167?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114879370366417167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114879370366417167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go skool at 6 but my neck still hurt then i slept awhile more,&lt;br /&gt;Reached ard recess time then went for some e-learning thingy,did nothing there laa,chatted and disturbed people.&lt;br /&gt;After skool went to play some skool street soccer,played and played then BOOM&lt;br /&gt;Me and sean fell,my skin was all over the ground and i saw my elbow was scraped like hell,but after that what was worse was my arm was trembling and there was alot of dull and sharp pains,it was  really pain laa.&lt;br /&gt;No need to pity me&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and felt like vomiting and all that so i slept and slept until ard 7.&lt;br /&gt;Hm,not goin malacca anymore,i suddenly did not feel like goin so yea.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch X-men 3!&lt;br /&gt;Ask me out people!&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-11940259.post-114856531738360489</id><published>2006-05-25T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T21:55:17.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She wrote me a poem today.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying over and over again&lt;br /&gt;i dont know myself anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one can help me yett.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114856531738360489?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114856531738360489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114856531738360489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114856531738360489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114856531738360489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/fate.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114839045111334353</id><published>2006-05-23T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T21:20:51.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Here we are now.Entertain us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a roller coaster day!&lt;br /&gt;Went to skool at recess time again and went to dnt.&lt;br /&gt;After that they all went to my house to change,and that om was irritating to step on my leg LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went under the block to group our whole people then after some time we went to the block deside the field to change and all that for Yishun TOR versus skool team.&lt;br /&gt;It was hell for me i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;First half i fell 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;First of the times i was pushed when tackling the ball and scraped my ass&lt;br /&gt;Second time i was elbowed in the face i think.&lt;br /&gt;Third time was worst,i was getting so much of the ball form the feller that when a cross came in and i was running to pump it,he came from behind and hooked my leg,i tell you i was 360 degrees in the air and landed awkwardly,at first my ankle hurt abit,then my neck hurts now,think its sprained or somthing.&lt;br /&gt;They played very dirty laa.&lt;br /&gt;In the endd TOR well deserved the win of 8-6 after a last penalty kick which they wasted trying to hit one of our faces cos we were standing behind the goal post.DICKS.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to ljs then over to street soccer court to play more soccer!&lt;br /&gt;We must have been mad right?&lt;br /&gt;After that it was 8 plus then we went home,i was super shacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm,i wonder if you can have the power to not make people love you,or love you.i wonder.&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114839045111334353?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114839045111334353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114839045111334353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114839045111334353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114839045111334353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/here-we-are-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114830500425560979</id><published>2006-05-22T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T21:36:44.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sieze the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line..had a ton of funn play street -cum-basketball soccer today in the heavy rain!&lt;br /&gt;of course i stank and all that on the bus ride home.&lt;br /&gt;Lessons were boring so me and owen decided to go eat breakfast then go to skool ard recess time,i wasted my time in skool totally.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow goin recess time again,cos theres dnt after recess&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114830500425560979?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114830500425560979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114830500425560979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really know what to say anymore,if al of what their saying is true then why do i think differently?.&lt;br /&gt;i think i will not try like they say but give up yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;failure for mysefl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea its sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114818179201777250?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114818179201777250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Post-Hardcore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What an interesting day.&lt;br /&gt;firstly-some results.&lt;br /&gt;A2-bio&lt;br /&gt;His-top&lt;br /&gt;Just two only..quite boring..&lt;br /&gt;Nair caught my hair again today,it was all fine until that sialan chua came and said he wanted to send me home,then i said "okay,no problem,send me home laa"then he started this shit about giving me beta record and offence form and all that shit!wow...i was shocked but not becaused i was scared but because he was damn stupid!..because of my hair he wanna give me all this shit..i tell you i could hav laughed..and i did hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that..makes me sick.&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that nothing much but bio was funn.&lt;br /&gt;Then after skool had to hear some girls screaming back and fourth.Like it mattedered to the whole world hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go somone's house watch the champions league finals later on with BEER and NUTS!&lt;br /&gt;wow im gonna enjoy mann!&lt;br /&gt;BARCELONA-ARSENAL!&lt;br /&gt;GO BARCA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114785465115319971?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114785465115319971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114785465115319971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114785465115319971'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114770593024787694?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114770593024787694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114770593024787694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114770593024787694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114770593024787694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/forget-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114751318135018733</id><published>2006-05-13T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:39:41.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUCK ARSE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU KNOW WHY I WAS SAD YESTERDAY?&lt;br /&gt;Went to town and ther was this sale at frechbox,omg tees goin for just 11 bucks!&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIN GET ANY WHILE ALMOST ALL MY FRIENDS RAIDED THE SHOP CLEAN&lt;br /&gt;Fuck!&lt;br /&gt;the shirts were oh so nice......wasted!&lt;br /&gt;So went to training in the morning,and i think i scored some spectacular goals hahas,some arrogant playmaker huH?&lt;br /&gt;I think my ankle needs time to rest cos it gets injured easily.&lt;br /&gt;Ate in the coffee shop then went homee.&lt;br /&gt;Slept with my contacts on.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah BTW i'm wearingexpired ones...wth ami too broke to buy hahas.&lt;br /&gt;Goin over to my aunts house for Nicole's birthday...my stomach has many space so there i'm goin to fill it to the brim!&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114751318135018733?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114751318135018733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You'll never know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get so ticked off by very mundane things now a days..like&lt;br /&gt;People who i dont want messaging me messages me and dont go away.&lt;br /&gt;Irritating blogs telling people how their life sucks or how EMO they are or whatever fuck.&lt;br /&gt;Totally stupid girls&lt;br /&gt;People who piss me off my by saying the most stupid things about what i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please people,go away and dont be sorry or tell me what i should or should not do.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm,I dont really care..its your life anyway..you can fuck it if you want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114744735204610894?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114744735204610894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114744735204610894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114744735204610894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114744735204610894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/youll-never-know-i-get-so-ticked-off.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114724469645469251</id><published>2006-05-10T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T15:04:56.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberation!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIBERATI&lt;/strong&gt;! REVOULTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of exams for us here,and for the other poor souls who have to mug their ballz off TOO FRICKIN BADD!&lt;br /&gt;hahas&lt;br /&gt;The tests had been fun..yes it was very interesting to do it o'level style but no thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Lookin foreward to post exam acivites like air rifle and malacca trip wahaha&lt;br /&gt;Yes theres still o'levels but who cares?!i live for the moment.&lt;br /&gt;Cal me if you wanna go out cos i'm ever so free(:&lt;br /&gt;Chaio&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114724469645469251?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114724469645469251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114724469645469251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114724469645469251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114724469645469251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/liberation-liberati-revoultion-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11940259.post-114689896437521555</id><published>2006-05-06T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T15:33:36.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Roses were red,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Violets were blue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream last night man,&lt;br /&gt;It was like we were playing match and then i scored a goal but then i got really injured and told mor and kai that i couldent play anymore,it was damn painfull man!&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up..wow never had a dream like this before cos since that match my thigh always been cramping and acting very wierd.&lt;br /&gt;Okays enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;I'm goin outt soons to study with themm.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;Boring..we were really doin nothing!. went to mors house,went chong pang,met kai,talked and laughed.went np,met arthur,then walked to safra! wanted to play pool but my card was expired.then went to PaP rally! then went to meet mor's nieces.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home about 10 plus!&lt;br /&gt;Its was damn lame and funny laa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why but i just felt very wierd yesterday,i dont go thinking of somthing for hours and while i'm doin other things.&lt;br /&gt;Haiz...i gotta say this but.&lt;br /&gt;Mor:i'm a bastard and i break hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPSS:&lt;br /&gt;HELLO MIRA STALKER!(:&lt;br /&gt;i love you! hahas lol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11940259-114689896437521555?l=imtypingnow.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/feeds/114689896437521555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11940259&amp;postID=114689896437521555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114689896437521555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11940259/posts/default/114689896437521555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imtypingnow.blogspot.com/2006/05/roses-were-red-violets-were-blue.html' title=''/><author><name>Eilsel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00248981578228303526</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
