<?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-9898571</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:49:38.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simple yet complex</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-111972161046590714</id><published>2005-06-26T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T01:53:01.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One year six mths&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sew this up with threads of reason and regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So I will not forget. I will not forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;How this felt one year six months ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I cannot forget. I cannot forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Follow me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A place that I can share with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can tell that you don't know me anymore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's easy to forget, sometimes we just forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And being on this road is anything but sure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maybe we'll forget, I hope we don't forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Follow me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A place that I can share with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So many nights, legs tangled tight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Wrap me up in a dream with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Close up these eyes, try not to cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All that I've got to pull me through is memories of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Memories of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm falling into memories of you and things we used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Follow me there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A beautiful somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A place that we can share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Falling into memories of you and things we used to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-111972161046590714?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/111972161046590714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=111972161046590714' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111972161046590714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111972161046590714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmm.html' title='hmm'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-111460941813994718</id><published>2005-04-27T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T21:43:38.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wahaha. ima finally back to blogging after sucha long time..reason being, ima juz too lazy to blog. There will be times when i feel a sudden urge of blogging, but that normally lasted for ard 2 or 3 mins, and after that ima just too lazy to blog again. and yea..theres certainly quite a few happening in the past few mths, be it good or bad. but it will be quite pointless to tok about them now..so i guess i shall juz chuck dem aside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mmm..the first sem for yr 2 has just started one week plus ago, and just as what i expected..i just cant seem to cope at all! the modules are much more tougher, and some are linked with those stuff that i have studied last yr. considering the fact that i just barely pass my yr 1 with a gpa of 2.5, reason being ima a damn slacker. It is definitely quite a tough chore to unds what e fac is blabbering about in class now. serve me right! whats more, the new class ima in now just cnmi. i dun really know hw to describe, but i seem to have different frequency with most of the people in there. oh well, mayb it takes time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and there is only 5 pathetic girls in my class!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oh yea..theres this sports camp on this coming fri, shld be three days two nights? gary was saying theres a large no. of prettyfaces attending the camp, but heck. i still dun really feel like going. wahaha..gary you better don't cheat me. ( x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even the best fall down sometimes&lt;br /&gt;Even the wrong words seem to rhyme&lt;br /&gt;Out of the doubt that fills my mind&lt;br /&gt;I somehow find You and I collide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a nice song by howie day(:    ima outta hereee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-111460941813994718?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/111460941813994718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=111460941813994718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111460941813994718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111460941813994718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/04/mmm.html' title='mmm'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-111461002567172113</id><published>2005-01-21T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T22:01:00.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rejuvenation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okieee..has been a donkey long time since i last blogged. guess ima gettin more n more lazy nowadays..hah! a week has passed but deres not much interesting things tt had happened though. yeah..following the evryday routine, going to sch and blah blah blah. normal ppl will dread it right? plus e fact tt rp is forever so slack..i think even the ultimate slackers will get sick of this sch eventually..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;had a kinda weird night on tues, i was on my bed preparing to slp..with the lights off and evrything. it was pitch black and the onli sound i cld hear is the fan. yeah..just when i was abt to drift to my dreamland, my bed suddenly shake?! it was not a very big movement, bt obviously its noticeable. yeah..at tt point of time my mind cant think much oso la. juz guess mayb its my illusion. bt den..after ard 5 to 6 mins? the bed shook again. apparently e action was lk up n down tt kind. haa..by tt time my eyes were already wideopen. was wondering wt happened, tot it was ghost or sumthing bt..i din c anything too. so i waited again..n after a few mins, it happened once more. i duno what to do too and so i juz close my eyes and try to slp. yeah..eventually i fell aslp though i duno wt time, bt luckily nothing happened..hah!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;hmm..CNY is drawing near day by day. to me, its an eating festival. haha..cuz u see..startin frm the CNY eve, deres already a very sumptous meal which is e reunion dinner where all relatives n family members gather together for dinner n blah blah..yeah. den on e following days of CNY, goin to relatives hse to pai nian n stuff..its juz practically eatin n stil..eatin. those normal CNY snacks lk ba gua, chocolates, candies, tonnes of soft drinks n blah blah blah..u name it, dey have it. n the plus point is getting ang pows. hahaha..e mood of CNY is definitely great..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;maybe i shld placed u at a cloistered spot in my brain.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and pretend that nothing.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;have ever happened before. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-111461002567172113?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/111461002567172113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=111461002567172113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111461002567172113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/111461002567172113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/mmmm.html' title='mmmm'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110568488167088027</id><published>2005-01-14T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-14T14:45:39.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PERPLEX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;real boring in class.&lt;br /&gt;know nuts about today's problem.&lt;br /&gt;cuz the module today is freaking eng maths!&lt;br /&gt;deres only equations, equations n still..equations!&lt;br /&gt;realli wondering hw ima gona pass tis module.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind is crammed with stuffs now.&lt;br /&gt;sumtimes e things that u think or feel,&lt;br /&gt;may be totally opposite to e things u see or hear.&lt;br /&gt;its hard to know which is real n which is not.&lt;br /&gt;reality really cant be compared to dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a kinda queer dream last night.&lt;br /&gt;evrything seemed so real,too real to be true.&lt;br /&gt;vividly rmbered tt i made a wrong choice in tt dream.&lt;br /&gt;and it caused me to regret terribly.&lt;br /&gt;realised that a fact can never be changed.&lt;br /&gt;and tts the biggest prob..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;ima just a kid, and life is a nightmare..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110568488167088027?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110568488167088027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110568488167088027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110568488167088027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110568488167088027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/sigh.html' title='sigh'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110554313222568263</id><published>2005-01-12T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-12T23:19:36.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contradictory</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;con-tra-dic-to-ry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;many a times, people do contradict themselves?yeah..dey might have this thinking in their mind, but nex moment they might just do sumthing which opposes tt thinking. Its kinda common though, ppl maybe uncertain about their thinkings or feelings, or they might wan to deny a fact. This usually happens in the matter of having crushes n stuff, where e heart and mind may feel two totally diff things. so the prob is, to trust ur heart or mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa..think ima juz toking nonsense above.dun really know what ima saying too..yeah..had trng ytd, nothing interesting to tok about though, basically juz those normal stuff, and ima still trying to be constant in my qiu gan when setting balls, e problem of having doubles seem to be more jialat. sigh..haa, yeah..n we had this physical trng after tt, ran up the slope three times in pairs..loser have to be punished..woah, tt make us really really highhhh man. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb due to the fact tt i was so tired after e trng ytd, it affected me and i was realli late again today. hah! ima juz trying to find some excuses. hmm..but feel kinda bad la, cuz i reach when e second miting was abt to start. n the fac was tellin evryone tt we guys haf to try n be punctual blah blah blah, cuz its nt onli late for a few mins, its one whole miting! yeah..shes indirectly saying me.. help! ima getting more n more slack as e days goes by..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..went for gym and jus do e normal stuffs again. tried 90 kg for halfsquat..hmm, kinda hard..but still able to tk it? after tt grace smsed n asked if wana meet up, cuz she was at cityhall..yeah, met at town ltr in e evening. oh yah, i presume mw was alil deaf? cuz i called her for a total of 3 times bt she still dn hear anything?! haa..bt later on still meet up with her n jsee.. had dinner at cine foodcourt, walked ard heeren for awhile before headin home..yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hope she feels happy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;ima still trying my best to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;forget..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110554313222568263?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110554313222568263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110554313222568263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110554313222568263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110554313222568263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/contradictory.html' title='contradictory'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110536764261501449</id><published>2005-01-10T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T22:46:54.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a song</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;星晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;乘著风 游荡在蓝天边 一片云掉落在我面前&lt;br /&gt;                   捏成你的形状 随风跟著我 一口一口吃掉忧愁&lt;br /&gt;                   载著你 彷彿载著阳光 不管到哪里都是晴天&lt;br /&gt;                   蝴蝶自在飞 花也布满天 一朵一朵因你而香&lt;br /&gt;                   试图让夕阳飞翔 带领你我环绕大自然&lt;br /&gt;                   迎著风 开始共渡每一天&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;                   手牵手 一步两步三步四步 望著天 看星星&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;                   一颗两颗三颗四颗 连成线&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;                   背著背默默许下心愿 看远方的星星否听的见&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;                   看远方的星如果听的见 它一定实现&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haa..yeah. i find this song rather nice..especially e part thats in bold. to be able to watch e stars together n blah blah blah..guess that will be the most wonderful thing to happen with the person u like? maybe thats onli for me..i duno abt others.hah! bt yeah..just the thought of it is realli nice already, wonder how it feels if it realli happens. haa..but it seems totally impossible now, plus deres nt much places to admire stars in singapore..mayb except punggol? yeah..bt nvm..this kinda scenario cn best happen in dreams though.hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;can u let me have a nice dream tonite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110536764261501449?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110536764261501449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110536764261501449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110536764261501449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110536764261501449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/just-song.html' title='just a song'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110528670971667935</id><published>2005-01-09T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-10T00:06:13.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;siMply tiRed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wheeee! after 5 tiring n boring long days of sch, its finally e weekends! been having lack of slp since sch reopen, cause u c..its hard to try n slp early when u have been slping at almost 3+ 4 in the morn during holidays?!yeah..its real hard, n the only thing i cn pray for during sch days is e weekends! so e bottomline is..sch sux n nothing else. haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had my hair cut ytd! feel much more better with short hair and its not layered anymore, hahaha..went to town with wenjin in e afternoon, n we juz basically walk n slack ard..bought one or two stuffs and soon we realised deres no where to walk anymore, and off we go.......home! a boring day indeed..but truly better den staying at hm. haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at tampines today, got the chirstmas gift from jess and also the ones for a few other vballers. hmm..den went ard walking in TM alone, cuz deres nothing better else to do at hm too. so might as well juz c c ard?yeah..and guess what?! i encountered a typical singaporean today! yeah..cuz i was in this foxmen shop n i chose a shirt, and this over-friendly looking auntie beside me suddenly turn n tok to me. here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt;: hey u find the shirt nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;:err..yeah..not bad lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt;: ohh..den u intending to buy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: yeah..think so..&lt;br /&gt;(apparently she heard a couple quite near us saying tt u get 30%discount if u buy two shirts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt;: hmm..den u wan to buy together with me ma?cuz i also buying for my son, den we buy together cheaper leh, 30% discount u noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: huh?err..okie okie..&lt;br /&gt;(i duno what to say or how to reject her too. den juz nice she turn n saw the display sayin tt buyin 4 shirts at one time entitle u to 50%discount.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt;: eh, u onli buying one shirt ah?why nt buy two la, den i buy two oso..so we can buy dem at even a much cheaper price ma.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: err..dun wan la..i juz wana buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Auntie&lt;/span&gt;: hmm, okie la..den i buy 3 n u buy 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..n after tt i have to follow her ard e shop cuz she asked me to help her choose what shirts to buy for her son. telling me her son is sec 1 this yr..blah blah blah. finally after ard 15 mins in tt shop i manage to pay tt shirt n go off. the son probably have a really gd mother eh?hahaha..what a day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..n yeah..i have manage to sort out things in my mind. though ima still feeling sad, but ima prefectly alrite! so no worries k..maybe juz trying to tryin to get over it and move on? i noe its hard, but time is the cure! haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sumone plz grant me a new vision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110528670971667935?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110528670971667935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110528670971667935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110528670971667935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110528670971667935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/weekends.html' title='weekends'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110512429970554554</id><published>2005-01-07T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-08T19:17:16.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ima back!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;.masquerading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:85%;" &gt;okiee..back to blog. firstly wana wish kyle a happy 18th birthday! finally turn 18 eh? when ima still mere seventeen yrd old..haa, aniwae hope u will be cheerful always n have a wonderful plus fruitful year ahead! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm..nothing much happened ytd,except for training..was still alrite i guess, nothing much to tok about it..haa. today woke up realli late, totally slept lk a dead pig man..if mw hasnt called, tink i probably sleep till noon! hmm..actually i have been waking up late and being late for class since months ago..but recently the problem is lk getting worse?!haha..think i better do sumthing about it..if not i can forget about going to sch in a few weeks times, haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm, recently have been feeling rather down, though i duno the exact reason too..haa, guess theres many reasons..have been thinking alot and have come to realise things bit by bit. hmmm..mayb at times when u know its pointless  carrying on liking someone, its better to try n forget ur feelings or ignore it although its realli hard?maybe thats the best n onli way though it might not be good. but yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;onli wish that she can always b cheerful and happy jiu hao le! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;ima outta here!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110512429970554554?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110512429970554554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110512429970554554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110512429970554554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110512429970554554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/ima-back.html' title='ima back!'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110494386752223555</id><published>2005-01-05T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T01:03:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;yeah..ima lost in duno where now.&lt;br /&gt;haf not felt this feeling for a really long time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to try n be cheerful when ur totally not.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to think optimistically when things arent right.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to run away when u juz have to face it evryday.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard to erase sumthing from ur mind when its already etched deep inside.&lt;br /&gt;Its hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess ima juz toking nonsense..nvm. time to go n slp.. hope i wun get a FANTASTIC for eng maths UT tml. yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110494386752223555?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110494386752223555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110494386752223555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110494386752223555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110494386752223555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/simply-lost.html' title='simply lost.'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110485851957697480</id><published>2005-01-04T01:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-06T01:04:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what to do?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; What to Do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hmm, today was as boring as ever. had UT in the morn and i actually reached sch at around 850?! still managed to complete it though..bt the sad thing is, i seem to do real badly although deres onli multiple choice. nvm about that. its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had trng today..played real badly. the tot of my servings juz now makes me puke, cuz realli like shit..imagine not serving across tt stupid net for 3 turns?!yeah..n setting was nt good at all too, duno what had happened..disappointed is the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised something for today too, i guess life really do sux at times? not that its a pessimistic thinking or what..but all the happenings tt are revolving ard u can really make u tink tt way. hmm..forget it, maybe ima just thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my head is heavy..&lt;br /&gt;my mind is shutting..&lt;br /&gt;my eyes are closing ..&lt;br /&gt;my bed is chanting..&lt;br /&gt;guess what?&lt;br /&gt;its sleeping time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tendo gusto de usted mucho..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;but i know its pointless..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110485851957697480?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110485851957697480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110485851957697480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110485851957697480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110485851957697480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/what-to-do.html' title='what to do?'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110493110728406867</id><published>2005-01-03T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T21:20:15.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Day Of..School!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bacK tO schooL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;basically nothing much happened.&lt;br /&gt;was realli realli late as usual.&lt;br /&gt;reached school at ard 930?&lt;br /&gt;i bet no one can be later den me!&lt;br /&gt;not a gd thing to be proud of though.hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.simply slack thru e whole morn n afternoon&lt;br /&gt;.lucky today's prob was nt tt hard&lt;br /&gt;.crap finish a ppt in e laz 15mins before 3rd mitin&lt;br /&gt;.evrything went juz nice after tt&lt;br /&gt;haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and yeah, deres enterprise UT tml, eng maths UT on thurs, dere seems to be countless UTs to finish. hmmm, after knowin tt i gt a nice n big F for eng maths UT1 recently ...i have seriously realised tt e word revised have nt appeared in my mind for a very looooong time, mayb since the start of poly?haha..guess rp life is too slack to me for now, so cant blame me!although ima sure i will regret when yr 2 comes..haa..bt its realli hard for me to start revising now, juz too lazy to even read 1 slide of e ppt..yeah. guess continue slacking is the onli way for now. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One Last Thing&lt;/span&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant afford to be late for sch tml..&lt;br /&gt;cuz theres enterprise UT 2..&lt;br /&gt;already miss the first one,so cant possibly miss the second one?&lt;br /&gt;anyone willing to give me morn call?&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;juz kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://members.home.nl/saen/Special/ilike.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Like You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(click it!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110493110728406867?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110493110728406867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110493110728406867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110493110728406867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110493110728406867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/first-day-ofschool_03.html' title='First Day Of..School!'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9898571.post-110465722252568777</id><published>2005-01-02T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-05T13:31:08.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo hooo~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woooo HoooO~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:100%;"  &gt;Wheeee..first time blogging! yeah..its like finally i had managed to fix the whole blog thingy. spent ard 2 to 3 hrs just to look for nice blogskin..changing the picture,the title and all that blah blah blah! indeed realli time-consuming.hah! and well..was quite surprised by myself tt i start a blog though, cuz all along i find those online journal rather boring and whats more..time consuming! but i guess ima just gettin realli bored la,so no choice..shall try and see if blogging can kill part of my boredom!haa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah..today is the second day of yr 2005! come to think of it..2004 had indeed pass by reaaal fast, many things have happened thruout the year..like taking the O lvl results, studying in a totally new environment, joining a cca which i have never even learnt before, making lotsa new frens and stuff..haa,theres just sooo interesting and fun things that happened, not forgetting those sad things too. haha, indeed i have learnt lotsa things along the way..so yeah, to conclude 2004 for me is not a bad year afterall.hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;now that 2005 has come.. guess all i can hope for is to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;be able to cope well in my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;improve alot alot more in vball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;get along well with all my frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;always be in the pink of health!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i know theres lotsa more things to add on bt i cant think of anymore now..haa, oh yah..guess i shall end here, cuz this entry seem to be realli long already! yeaps..ima outta hereeee! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9898571-110465722252568777?l=unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/feeds/110465722252568777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9898571&amp;postID=110465722252568777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110465722252568777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9898571/posts/default/110465722252568777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://unbelievable-behaviour.blogspot.com/2005/01/wooo-hooo.html' title='wooo hooo~'/><author><name>spikee12</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11728453592412206236</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
