<?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-8868032593714440415</id><updated>2012-02-16T07:08:54.619-08:00</updated><title type='text'>An idiot's life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-5115626604423472726</id><published>2009-07-18T00:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T00:27:05.122-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Hallo! RELINK ---&gt; your-awesomeness.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-5115626604423472726?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5115626604423472726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=5115626604423472726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5115626604423472726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5115626604423472726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/07/your-awesomeness.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-3337267908967862668</id><published>2009-07-14T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T02:46:08.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ello.. going to type very fast today cuz got no time. Going to be a lot of typos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just posting to clarify the thing between me and that guy. He not happy, i not happy... So yeah. This little family tree is going to end soon. And.. we didn't like break up, and we were never together. And thus, i am not at all heartbroken. You guys seriouly very bo liao leh. So yeah... Avoid mentioning the me and him thing leh. I beg you... And... He is like so not my type, thank you very much.  Keep this up and I will think you are very immature, even though me myself am immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and i'm also kind of thankful to the whole H1N1 thing. So SJAB training, no foor drill. Yay. BFA is postponed. Double yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sci test tomorrow must study study study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-3337267908967862668?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3337267908967862668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=3337267908967862668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3337267908967862668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3337267908967862668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/07/ello.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-8905744033211900647</id><published>2009-06-16T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T23:16:56.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ellos people. I guess I abandoned this blog for quite a while. Hows the holidays been treating you so far? Sian right? Secondary friends are fun but they come from all over the place. Hard to meet up and chat. And the the teacher give us so much homework, except for the science teachers (THANK YOU!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah... Chocked with activities, no time to relax. Jialin is in China, so... Yeah. You know what that means... No ridiculous outfits to laugh at for two whole weeks... The funniest one so far is her emo look. At least she stopped being late. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we got mio TV. I don't use it often since its free and we don't get the good channels. But anywayz we still get 4 free movies per month. Yay? But my sister wasted it. Bolt happens to be one of the movies she chose. (Featuring the voice of Miley Cyrus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training During the holidays is quite ok, and theres hardly any drill besides the opening and closing parade. The seniors are now nicer to us :) (probably because they read our reflections?)&lt;br /&gt;During the Singma first-aid competion the we very bo liao so we started stalking a guy with extremely shiny boots. And then we found out he happens to be the cheif judge (No wonder!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still a bit of homework to do, but can manage, lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-8905744033211900647?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8905744033211900647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=8905744033211900647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8905744033211900647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8905744033211900647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/06/ellos-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-340216435615106517</id><published>2009-05-23T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T04:54:30.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Had a happy day? I'm going to end it, whether you like it or not. Here is another complain, dedicated to all the happy people in the world, in an attempt turn them all emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First issue to address : No one is visiting the save the monkeys website! Visit, visit, visit. I keep telling you! If you don't visit, I'm gonna shove this poem in your face:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doom.&lt;br /&gt;Soon.&lt;br /&gt;Boom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! Wore half St John uni for the first time. (And I do not look like a nurse! It was supposed to make me look important for once in my life, I think) Hot sun + Black boots and black socks = Burning piggies. My toes are on fire, man! Worse still, this batch of seniors are fiercer than the last. ( Don't tell them, K?) And then theres more training next tuesday. Sian... Have I made the right choice going to St John? Is foot drill worth the CCA points? Alas, I must hand on if I want to order my juniors around in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here a joke to brighten your day after ruining it :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rich man was having an affair with a woman.  There was one time they forgot to use those stretchy banana cover and the woman got another bigger, new and improved bump on her body. As the rich man didn't want to want to ruin his already ruined reputation and marriage, he asked the woman to give birth in a faraway country and when the child is born, the woman will sent him a postcard with the word "spagetthi" so his the man's wife would not find out. The man would start funing the childs expenses until the child turns eighteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine months later, the rich man retured home to find his wife looking very puzzled. She showed him the strange postcard : " Spagetthi, Spagetthi, Spagetthi. Two with meatballs, one without."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-340216435615106517?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/340216435615106517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=340216435615106517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/340216435615106517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/340216435615106517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-happy-day-im-going-to-end-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-8988350872674753543</id><published>2009-05-10T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:33:10.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ellos people. Long time no post. (Sigh... I'm back to my old habit again...) Guess I have nothing better to do. Ok then, lets review on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can summarise my whole life in one word : STRESSFUL. So many exams coming up. We were given an impromptu oral exam. No wonder i felt something was fishy when there wasn't any oral exam mention in the mid-year paper. Don't tell me there will also be an impromptu Listening Comprehansion as well? So sian. And then my holidays are chocked up with St. John Activities. I now realise that holidays in secondary school means you don't have to see your form teacher's face. But learning takes place all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still at least theres the class outing. Everyone is so enthu... Go East Caost park barbeque. I would love to see the BCA people transport charcoal and raw meat on the MRT. Or at least to the cinema if it rains. Never let the overpriced snack shop earn money. Go there and sell BBQ. Hopefully I will not burn down another trash bin this year. (As recalled from last year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that lifes pretty boring.  Really miss primary school life when everyone was so naive and innocent. (sort of.) And we goof off after school to buy bubble tea everyday. Good times, good times. Can anyone organise a 6E reunion in the holidays?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-8988350872674753543?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8988350872674753543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=8988350872674753543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8988350872674753543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8988350872674753543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/05/ellos-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-3487549153925609033</id><published>2009-04-25T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T06:38:08.823-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ello, people. I'm tired of saying long time no post already, as you can tell from my previous posts, so I'm not going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this is so sian. The exams are coming and everything is project, project, project. That secondary school life for you, I guess. I die liao. Do what, study, study, study. More bloody projects coming my way.  Hopefully no more maths trail for the post exam activities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too busy to care about my social life liao. Miss primary school when I'm so free and everyone is so... cute. (Especially teh Emil) Not that I want to be a refugee center again, but at least I'm treated well enough. Everyday play play after PSLE. So nice. You know, people are always talking about other people to me behind their backs, like, " I don't really like her, she is like so." Not everyone is lovable,  and who knows you might very well be talking behind my back too. Heh heh... I'm thought I sounded like an advice column just now, aunt agony, auntie sunshine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... refer back to the first line of this post, and then return here. Maybe I should say, " So long haven't post about happy stuff liao..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-3487549153925609033?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3487549153925609033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=3487549153925609033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3487549153925609033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3487549153925609033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/04/ello-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-4349092214455887704</id><published>2009-04-07T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T06:46:57.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey...so long never post liao. This damn computer internet sok-sok de, load cbox load so slow... So i din see what you post for some time. I check if I have the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today so tired, siah... feel like dying. First time wearing full uni. ( Hides behind random person ) So many attire problems. Gd thing we let off. So going to miss platoon 4. Hope our new CCA leaders are just as nice. But I'm not the one taking the biggest blow. Dawn is going to miss Erwin terribly. If only she heed my advice and confessed her feelings. Going to get Yuling and Jocelyn to tell her off. There goes her one shot at love. But still, people will be too concerned about Dawn and Erwin to care about me and that guy. That's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wuz so bored I decided to take few personality quizzes. I got "EMO" in 4/5 of my quizzes. I wuz like WTF? So wud I like black and listen to Emo bands and inflict pain on myself when I'm depressed. I dun cry often or fuss abt little stuff ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessee... what else to talk about. So long has passed and yet nothing interesting happen. Siah. OK, so I comment about the UG people I seen wearing thier well, uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jikang : Scary!!! This ain't a horror movie. The mole is a nice touch, though.&lt;br /&gt;Zhenyi : More adorable than usual.&lt;br /&gt;Hongyu : Ok, I guess&lt;br /&gt;Shannon: ...&lt;br /&gt;Dawn : Refer to Zhenyi&lt;br /&gt;Me : ... (Hides in toilet)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats all. Yeah. Sayonara. Zai Jian. Ciao. Adios.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-4349092214455887704?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4349092214455887704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=4349092214455887704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4349092214455887704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4349092214455887704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-8046414737113733703</id><published>2009-03-18T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T19:58:03.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Helloooz... Haven't posted in quite a while. Aiyoyo... The teacher gave us so much homework, ordered to finish them all by today. Al least I finished History. That piece of homework is  damn sian leh. I dunno about the boat making thing though. So... Good luck with your homework!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to go back on Sunday to watch First-aid competition. It is my CCA after all. Good luck to the seniors and bring back another Gold! Can't wait to see what HQ really looks like. I hope they sell chicken there! Lol. (We have to buy lunch there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHD was really fun, excapt for the part they put mayo in the burgers. I HATE MAYO!!! So we dance, sing,perform and teach origami... The siniging was okay until I ended up with the mike. I dun really know how the sing the hokkien song, so I just do lip action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't allowed to buy anything during the maths trail... Sob* And we got this really lame worksheet. As in, " Estimate the total length of the poles used to hold the word 'Vivo' up." How the hell can this be applied in daily life? Me breaking my specs made everything worse. Cannot see anything, cannot contribute to the group. ( And I was the leader!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din't do so well for term1 , so must pull up my socks and do some catch-up. Won't mention what I got here... So this marks the end of this post. TADA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-8046414737113733703?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8046414737113733703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=8046414737113733703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8046414737113733703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8046414737113733703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/03/helloooz.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-5031860009839669084</id><published>2009-02-28T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T20:19:55.574-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey. Salutations and some other stuff... Just wanna say that Dawn and Yuling have cleared their debts. ( They've been pestering me to post this!) But Joyce still owes me my chicken, and Acillas Brian Joshua Pelaez still owes me $ 1.50. (You think I forgot, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats settled. A lot of tests recently, hardly have anytime to post... Stressed. So yeah... Anyways, pictures of me are running loose in all your handphones. DELETE THEM IMMEDIATELY OR FACE THE CONSEQUENCES. (That being me destroying your memory cards. You don't want that to happen, right? So do as I say. This is not a request, it is a demand!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... Didn't do so well for performance poetry, barely passed. Just wish Ivan would wear those spectacles of his. I don't know boys are so mindful of their appearance. The actual test is tomorrow, and we haven't done much to improve. Predicting we will get an earful from Ms Pay tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beginning to settle into St. Johns, maybe foot drill isn't so bad after all. I wanna start marching soon... Standing on the same plot of land is of no interest to me. And the first aid manual is sooo expensive. $26. Just imagine how much chicken of monkey merchandise I could buy with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last of all, I'm keeping my fingers crossed for the SAC scholarship. I need to buy a dictionary for home use, chinese assessment and some other guidebooks. For those who know me, I usually buy those with good quality, so I need the money real bad. I can;t dig the money out of my wallet cuz hamster bedding is expensive.  Wish me luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-5031860009839669084?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5031860009839669084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=5031860009839669084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5031860009839669084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5031860009839669084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-8253076779078871930</id><published>2009-02-17T00:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:56:23.336-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey again.... As you have noticed, I changed my blogskin. You like? Wondering why its not monkeys? Because Dawn, Yuling and Joyce made me drop my expensive grilled chicken to day. Special message to the : I WANT MY CHICKEN BACK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all know about that stupid family tree right? Its like so confusing!!! I don't even know how many children I have. I can only remember Dawn, Yuling, Tinghui and Timothy. And then my husband is still HIM, the clueless one who does not know he's also a victim of the family tree. And then my sisters are Joyca and Yiling and my so-called parents are Felicia and Darren. Brian and Voltaire are well... Wei Quan's women. Then Brian + Wei Quan =  Kenny aka 007. So yea.... Are you confused?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today have history test... It's nothing much actually. I don't even need to use the textbook but then I'm not sure I will get good marks... And mother tongue lesson is so boring... Our teacher is a nice person and all, but she dosen't know how to make a lesson interesting... Then I join the Scrabble team. I dunno how to play at first, but then its kinda simple, I think. So many srange 2 letter words. I think I'm gonna die. Going to play against St. Nick, RI,  Serangoon, maybe HCI and some others...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-8253076779078871930?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8253076779078871930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=8253076779078871930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8253076779078871930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8253076779078871930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-8891547702570755576</id><published>2009-02-06T04:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T05:01:19.164-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Another day of St John's... I HATE FOOTDRILL! Kinda interested in first aid though. It seem so easy to earn CCA points there. Goodie. But man, it's like damn tiring. So we are gonna sell cookies and gifts in our valentine's day fair to raise funds. Hopefully no one plays the secret admirer trick on me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So anyway, my homework is piling up and I have like three  minor tests next week. A bit pressurized, although not very. Did I tell you my new my new group of friends are obssesed with Fahrenheit? I only like one of the mmbers, Calvin, cuz I think he looks like a monkey. You know what? He also like monkeys. That's something we have in common. I'm not that sort of sqeauling fangirl though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I guess that's all. Don't forget me, stay in school, I miss Northland, honesty is the best policy and some other nonsence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-8891547702570755576?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/8891547702570755576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=8891547702570755576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8891547702570755576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/8891547702570755576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-day-of-st-johns.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-1611985942468591912</id><published>2009-01-30T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T19:44:36.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;School is like damn tiring lor... Yesterday onli 9.20 then reach home because to PTR and CCA. Btw, did I tell you I got into St. John's? So we keep doing foot drill for two hours straight , the same movements over and over again... When are we going to start first aid? The seniors are so lucky... They get to go to the Chingay parade to do duty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anywayz... So of you might have heard the rumours about me and Wei Quan... I'm telling you, IT'S NOT TRUE! I'm like damn pissed off... Whats more, the rumours have internet matchmaking and rumours to back them up! Then one day I'm doing duty and I found a note that says 'Hello beautiful'. I'm sure you knew what happened after that; What a drag... The girls even made names for our 'never going to exist' kids. Eg. Monkey Seah Shu Quan . Then most stupid thing is that they stop calling me by my real name and start calling me Shu Quan. And as time passes, they stopped it. You think its over? Its not. Instaed of calling me Shu Quan, they call me WEI QUAN... Worse, rite? Right now they are making names for our non-existent grandkids. Since hes gonna be sittin next to me for like the next few months, I gonna be miserable unless the rumours stop... its not that I hate him but then... Can't we be known as deskmates, friends, enemies of anything? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm just not into BGR. Oh yea. I'm just writing to complain, not to make the rumours more famous.This blog dosen't have much readers anyway so don't piss me off any farther&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh yea. Remember to vit the save the monkeys website &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://savethemonkeys.hpage.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://savethemonkeys.hpage.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;. Yea.. And it guess thats it! That all folks and NEVER EVER BELIEVE THOSE RUMOURS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-1611985942468591912?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1611985942468591912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=1611985942468591912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1611985942468591912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1611985942468591912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/01/school-is-like-damn-tiring-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-818249890080670807</id><published>2009-01-03T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T21:45:42.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey guys. Too busy at school so din't have time to post. So I just give summary of what happened so far...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The first day of school was really out of this world. Woke up at 5.45, go through the same morning routine... blah blah blah. Got on 812 . Suprisingly no one got off with me... very awkward leh... Walk walk walk, rwach school. Assemble in parade square, sing national anthem. Then listen to the ridiculously long speech. After that, go back to class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Our form teacher is Mrs Tan. Keep talking about admin stuff like Mrs Cha. Same rules as Mrs Cha, (including the stand at the back of the class rule.) Everything was the same as Mrs Cha, until she used the word emo... I was like wad the hell?! Then she hold us back like Mrs Cha. The food looks appetising but Im not hungry leh, so I din eat any. After that we leart to sing the school song and the rally song. (Although I dunno wad the hell that is) The teacher said there are techno, rap and other versions to the song, but we only learn the cambridge version. Borring!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;After that we play game. The first one is bomb. 20 pairs of shoes are placed in a square, and you face backwards. Your teamates are supposed to tell you the directions so you won't step on a shoe. The goal is to send as many teammates to the other side as possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Second day of Orientation. We went for amazing race. That part is damn tiring. First we walked from the school to Shell petrol station. Then we play the game where we try to tangle ourselves together by holding hands. (and yeah... I held hands with a guy.) Then we walk to the mosque.  We go sabvo a few boys to play charades. Very tired liao... Then we walk to the main police station. But by the time we got there the race ended. All that walking for nothing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;There wasn't much to the third day except for assembly, which we have to wear tie. (Learned how to tie a tie fron youtube the night before...) The forth day was also kinda boring. Orientation end so e=we did some intro to some of the teachers who just met us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It was't until the fifth day I talked to the guy beside me. He just wanted to borrow an eraser and his name is Wei Quan. Y' know, he kinda reminds me of  Ryan although I think Wei Quan is taller... Imagine how I look sitting next to him. The following days are all lessons, except for CCA bazzar. I was forced by my mum to choose Infocomm or drama. I chose Infocomm. I spent most of my time playing with the rusty  lock under my desk between lessons. (I dunno how it got there...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Skip until the day before yesterday. Had to stay back to clean the class. I really feel like killing the bastard who left his fooprints on the wall. It took  an hour for ten people to get those stuff off. Finally I go eat lunch. The I have to stay back to hear of some misunderstanding among the boys... I need a break. Which is exactly what the school gave me. They are declaring  a school holiday on Tues to celebrate O'level results. Finally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-818249890080670807?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/818249890080670807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=818249890080670807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/818249890080670807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/818249890080670807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-1680227831209387327</id><published>2008-12-31T20:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T20:31:57.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy new year guys! Wish yall all the best in  2009. Remember to keep in touch - Friends like you only come along once in a lifetime. ( Twice maybe, or maybe so many times I get sick of it ) So yea ... So maybe I will get sick of you. Especially some people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;School starts tomorrow. Nervous much. Its a good thing we have early dismissal tomorrow. Hurrah! I hope they serve ramen, sushi or tempura prawns there... Yumm.  Im not taking third language, so don't expect to see me at the language centre, k? Although it would be cool to learn japanese or french. Just gonna jump in and look at people. How awkward. My greatest wish in 2009 school life? Having teachers like those in Northland. Wonder if I will get stomach pain from eating the things I made in P5 camp. What horrible times... Except for the zipline part. That was AWESOME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;This has got to be my shortest post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-1680227831209387327?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1680227831209387327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=1680227831209387327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1680227831209387327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1680227831209387327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-guys-wish-yall-all-best.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-5996366412783754806</id><published>2008-12-24T19:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:37:56.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hohoho... Merry Christmas. I already told yall to gimme all ur presents and despite my threat I got nothing... Maybe I should ask yall to gimme all ur ang paos... (That is, if ur not burned to death after I set ur house on fire.) Nvm. Anywayz this CHristmas is kinda boring. ( Although this is the first time I hear people from churhes sing christmas carols. They din really come to my doorstep but I can hear them from far away. I wonder if our christian friends were in it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Too bad theres no gift exchange this year. But nevermind since im looking forward to next year's ang pao-oranges exchange. That always the best time of the year for most of us (excluding my birthday, of course.) Hope Santa din leave a piece of coal for you. Maybe my sister got the wrong item cuz she got nice stuff and it must have been mixed up with someone else. And Anbraham Lincoln got an extra food today. MAn was he happy! Although  I wonder why I just heard a gong sound... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I kinda look forward to being in sec 1 except for the part where I have to wear that giant skirt. I look like those old NTUC casheir auntie who always wear their skirt so high up. I can't believe im taking Sing To the Dawn for literature! I din even watch the movie and I noe it sucks. It only got 1 star and the storyline is so educational and you know how I feel about education. Other than those two, I guess its ok... To bad Jialin hAS TO GO BACK has to go back on 30 Dec for oerientation... Usually they only do it when school starts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-5996366412783754806?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5996366412783754806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=5996366412783754806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5996366412783754806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5996366412783754806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-4686882408008477979</id><published>2008-12-19T04:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T04:48:06.868-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yo guyz. So how did ur sec 1 registration go? Mine went rather smoothly, although it rather short. Went at 8, back home by 10. Can't believe Jialin was still at RGS in the afternoon. Anyway, the good thing is im in the same class as Qiuhan. Hurrah. So ya, I know who my form teacher is, shes damn young lor! She kinda reminds me of a certain teacher in back in Northland. Good times, good times... But then its time to start anew. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;It is once again time to say goodbye, theres not alot of times that our paths will cross. Hopefully somebody organises a 6E or 5E reunion. Im not doing it. There will be a whole lot or things I'll miss. I can still remember the first day I stepped into Northland, but the its so blurry. One never learns to treasure anything around them until they are lost... Its really rare that I say something like this. But this is a very, very, very, special occasion. Hopefully a miracle will happen... There will be some people who I will remember all my life, whether in a good or bad way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The festive season is here! Everyones in the Holiday spirit, except maybe my sister. I even taught Abraham Lincoln hows to go down a chirstmas tree. My most favourite part of Christmas is Gift exchange. ( I already have the gift ready) So before I go, I only have one thing to say ：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt; GIVE ME ALL YOUR PRESENTS OR I WILL KILL YOU AND MAKE SURE CHRISTMAS IS RUINED FOR EVERYONE INCLUDING MYSELF. I WILL WRAP SHIT AND SEND IT TO ALL YOUR FRIENDS, INDICATING ITS FROM YOU. I WILL ALSO MURDER YOUR DEAR SANTA AND TAKE ALL YOUR ANGPAOS THE NEXT CHINESE NEW YEAR. IN ADDITION, I WILL SET YOUR HOUSE ON FIRE AFTER I FINISH EATING ALL YOUR COOKIES. WORST OF ALL I WILL HACK INTO YOUR ACCOUNT AND USE IT TO SEND DISTURBING EMAILS TO YOUR CRUSH WHO WILL IN RETURN CELEBRATE YOUR DEATH AND POUR ACID ALL OVER YOUR BODY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-4686882408008477979?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4686882408008477979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=4686882408008477979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4686882408008477979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4686882408008477979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/yo-guyz.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-2798159485243496436</id><published>2008-12-16T17:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T17:25:45.031-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey again. So bored... The moment SHE came back from camp, she started reading her comic books and doing other stuff I absolutely do not care about. And I cannot watch movie due to financial problems. Life is a drag... At least most of you don't have alittle sister to bug you. I have. Take pity on me oh great heavens! Turn my sister into a brother or monkey or just take her away for good! I just want her outta my life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt; Now lets talk about stuff you don't care about, like the pspspsp segment. That was fun wasn't it? Now here a list of the people whose ass I wanna kick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. My Sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2.Jialin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3.Sijie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Arnold Schwazenegger (I dunno why...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. Jialin (again)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt; Tomorrows the big day. Athough I already know what school I gonna get, I just going there to enjoy the tense atmosphere. So good luck on getting your choice school! ( I think I repeated this enough times already, but who cares?! This blog is aboutr rubbish isn't it?) So just pray, who you pray to depends on what religion ur in... And if ur those 'ding dong' kind of person, pray to your own underwear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-2798159485243496436?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2798159485243496436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=2798159485243496436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/2798159485243496436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/2798159485243496436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/hey-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-1900057899809708059</id><published>2008-12-11T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T05:11:32.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'mhere to complain about my life again. ( I could read my books, but this is more fun - boring others with my misery. ) This has got to be the most boring time of the year. Jialin went to camp, nobody asked me out so far... Well she will be back by Sunday, so no worries. But who I am going to insult while she's gone? She's not allowed to bring handphones? Come on! I was planning to send her an insult everyday, at least until I become bored and find someone else...  I mean Jialin is so fun to insult!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh, and Abrahan Lincoln  is also getting pervy. First he crawl up my shorts and into my shirt. What a ticklish sensation ... And then I let him out of his cage for some exercise, he actually chewed on a BRA!!! WTF?! This is weird. But then I should be glad he didn't spend too much time on the bra... ( He prefers pants. For some reason I think he's gay. )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nothing intresting happened actually.  Sheesh.  No one seems to be coming for me for sessions. Come on! Don't tell me you rather go to a real psychologist instead of yours truly? What about that one euro discount? What is wrong with you people?! Hey, even without Jialin I seem to be doing well with the insults. Maybe I could drive you people crazy so you would come crawling to me for help. Maybe I will ebven make you bow down to the great me. And I will be rich. I know its not smart of me to tell you about my master plan, but then its just so fun pushing buttons on the keyboard! Hmm... getting addicted to pushing buttons... somethings wrong. I got to give myself therapy. But then how am I going to afford the fee?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-1900057899809708059?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/1900057899809708059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=1900057899809708059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1900057899809708059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/1900057899809708059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/imhere-to-complain-about-my-life-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-6007875297947318326</id><published>2008-12-06T03:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T04:27:39.922-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I dun really feel like posting today, but since im so bored, I just anyhow type. So let's continue with the Obama incident. You all noe my sis got a new hamster rite? Guess wad she named named it - Hamster. So its full name is Hamster the Roborovski hamster. Wow. That was the most creative name for a hamster ever. And... My sis is trying to peek at wad im typing rite now. She is like one of the most annoying people I know. Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today. I went to Chong Pang to shop for hamster supplies. Had lunch at the hawker centre there. Then, I caught this Perv peeking at me. ( Mostly my legs ) Gross. When I turned aroung to look at him, he gave me the annoying pervy smile. How awkward. He looks like one of those dirty old men you find in Geylang, looking for sexy babes. Wad makes it worse is that he reeks of beer. The weird thing is he had four big bowls of finished fish soup in front of him. Did he stay back while his fellow pervs left for Geylang? ( Maybe he thinks the chicks in Chong Pang are hotter or more vulnerable.) So I SMSed Jialin about this. She said " Maybe ur pretty, even 4 a monkey." I told her shes crazy and she admitted it. Do you know how rare this is ? What kind of bizzare world have I entered? Everythings topsy turvy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went to escape theme park last Sat with Rachel, Jialin, Shi Shan and Haoran. It was fun. Got to try the 'Wet 'n Wild' ride for the first. It actually creeped me out at first, especially the 15m drop. Wore a poncho for my first round and went down the first drop. Then there are a few guys shouting ' Happy Birthday!' That was weird. Jialin had two burgers that day.  We reached home at 8+ that day all because of Jialin. She kept on riding the Pirate Ship until I had to drag her away. That was when I learnt never to go to the Theme Park with Jialin for the rest cof my very short life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-6007875297947318326?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/6007875297947318326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=6007875297947318326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/6007875297947318326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/6007875297947318326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-dun-really-feel-like-posting-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-7701199789028501869</id><published>2008-12-03T16:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T17:02:11.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Know, some of u guyz are really trying to drive me sane! I'm seriously tired of answering those ppl who ask me why I go 2 Yishun Town. I really feel like kicking the ass of the next person who asks me that question.  You all have gd results I know. But must you look down on neighbourhood schools like that.  And Im nt goin  to provide the answers for the question on this blog. And if u ask me you are like considered a nincompoop to me.  UNDERSTOOD? IF NOT, REREAD THIS PARAGRAPH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The holidays are really starting to bore me leh. If I ever wanna do anything fun, I must use $$$. I completed everything on my to-do list, except for the drive people insane part. I'm still to young to start start studying again. Assessment book shall not waste anymore of my precoius life. Same goes to you, Jialin. So once again, this in my to-do list (new and inproved )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Kick the ass of the the ppl who ask me "that" question again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Kick Jialins ass if she dares to waste my time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Kick the ass of ppl I don't like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4. Kick the ass of ppl I like if there are no more ass left 2 kick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Never mind that already lar. Actually I have nothing more left to say. Its amazing how some of ur posts can become so long. Ur life must be very exciting hor?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-7701199789028501869?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/7701199789028501869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=7701199789028501869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/7701199789028501869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/7701199789028501869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/12/know-some-of-u-guyz-are-really-trying.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-474450099074725410</id><published>2008-11-27T17:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T17:29:52.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Long time no post... Hi guys. There has been an 'international crisis' in my hands recently. Mini Obama has disappeared. He still missing. I guess he is dead by now. So Abraham Lincoln will take care of the hamster affairs for now. ( Providing he learns how to take care of himself ) Suprisingly, the owner dosen't seem to care at all. If I were Obama I'd run away too. So this little post dedicated to Obama, I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I gt the scholarship. Yay... (Actually I already knew that, but I just typing for the fun of it. LOL) Hopefully I don sit next to smelly dude again. I did I think a few years ago, but he dosen't stink as much back then. But now... Forget I said anything. Haha. Yay money. Ka Ching!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lessee... Here is a list of stuff I would like to accomplish before holiday's over :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;1. Drive 10 people insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;2. Stare dreamily at a picture of the Amazon rainforest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;3. Drive 1o more people insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;4 . Say bye so all of you wonderful/ not so wonderful / simply revolting people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;5. do more nonsence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;I guess I will start from the fifth item on my list. Remember this? Pspspspspspspspspspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspspspspspspspspsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;spspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspspspsp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-474450099074725410?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/474450099074725410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=474450099074725410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/474450099074725410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/474450099074725410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/long-time-no-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-2753638826106305802</id><published>2008-11-22T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T23:44:35.481-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Back again... It's already more than halfway through the one week we're given to select our schools. I can now tell yall that I'm 99% likely to go to Yishun Town. Wonder if anyone I know gonna be there with me... Almost everyones goin 2 those v.gd schools like st.nic or Hwa Chong.Of course, I have my reasons for choosing Yishun Town. So if any of you guyz haven decided to go to any school yet, plz Im begging you to join. Sigh. Just hope for the best. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;One of the most shocking things I realised is Jialin is starting to wear make-up... At first I thought the make-up was for Grad Nite only,but then now almost every time i see her she's wearing lipstick. Last time Jialin and I went shopping she bought a make-up kit - the largest one available, with mascara, lip gloss and all. Urghh... Must she enter womanhood so soon? Obviously she dosen't know how to appreciate her youth. (No offence intended)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So I forgt to tell you that I got a new second-hand phone. The number is 84515354. And I forgot all ur phone numbers... And ya, its still W760i. So catch yall laters then. Gon 2 do more nonsence and rubbish that almost the whole world can't comprehend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;PS. Well, ignore this. I'm just typing 4 the fun of it. Hey, this is fun, pspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspsp pspspsppssppspsspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspspsppspsppspsspspspspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;pspspspspspspsps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-2753638826106305802?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/2753638826106305802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=2753638826106305802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/2753638826106305802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/2753638826106305802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/back-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-5507124503251222745</id><published>2008-11-20T18:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T18:50:31.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey guys... How's ur PSLE results? I'm like just 1 aggregate point away from an additional $100 reward. Sianz...&lt;br /&gt;Score: 259. (There goes my plans to hide in the Amazon rainforest.) Nevermind. Since I'm training 2 be a psychologist, U can come 2 me if u feel bad about ur results. V. cheap. Onli 1999 euros/session. (No guaranteed results.) Who else can U go to for amateur level help besides me? 1 euro discount for first session. What are u waiting for? Call 999 now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goin 2 a few open houses 2moro... Hopefully the school won't be too far away. I want my sleep. (That's why I argued with my parents that insufficient rest will affect my concentration. Hope it works) In fact, I feel like sleeping now. zzz... Nice soft bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I go 2 a new school, maybe I'll find a few... well more... gloomy friends. Not that cheerful ones are bad, but then sometimes they can be kinda annoying. Hopefully the teachers won treat us like babies. Examples:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. " One silent clap, 3 claps..."&lt;br /&gt;2. " As a good water detective..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So then... good luck on getting into ur choice school... Good luck 2 u guys on 18 Dec. (u will need it.) Thats all folks! Haha... (Still can't believe a person like Clement could get into Hwa Chong, even via DSA. I wonder how much he got fer PSLE... Now thats somethin 2 think about.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-5507124503251222745?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5507124503251222745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=5507124503251222745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5507124503251222745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5507124503251222745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-3289989078237161133</id><published>2008-11-15T19:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T19:59:43.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yesterday's Grad Nite was simply... well you get the point. I went in a blouse making me look more or less like a business women.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;So before we reached the outside of school, I heard "SHU TIAN!" and the saw a figure in oversized tights running away. Clement! I was like OMG when I saw him. He was wearing mascara and lipstick! I almost fainted. He looked like a woman! Yuck. Then finally i saw some better dressed ppl. Huiyi was wearing a blouse too so im not the only business woman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;The night did not have a good start the moment I reached the second floor, Integrated Trail SURVEY time! WTH?! I dunno exactly what the door gift was, but I think it's a luggage tag. The hall looked almost the same besides 4 the main entrance and the stage. The alumni really 'outdid' themselves 4 the decorations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Finally stepped into the hall. Waiting, waiting, show start. The opening act of Grad nite was the hiphop dance from the prize presentation. Buffet started afterwards. Not really enough food to go around. (Told u the school was on a tight budget!) It was nice though.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Dancing, game, dancing, game. Dun bother to elaborate, cuz im sure you noe. My fav was the one by 6G. 6E was awesome too! Never seem them dance so well. And of course, teacher's performance. I never get tired of seeing that. (If only they had the costumes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;By the time its was over, Jialin's little bag was stuffed with masks and door gifts. We didn't even use the masks! All that work 4 nothing. But never mind. Like I told ya, that mask is going 2 become toilet paper. See, im helping the environment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-3289989078237161133?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/3289989078237161133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=3289989078237161133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3289989078237161133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/3289989078237161133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterdays-grad-nite-was-simply.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-4252432159497243495</id><published>2008-11-14T17:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:00:23.694-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi again! Guess I should start clearing the misunderstanding from my previous post. I STILL luv monkeyz better than hamsters,k? Dun get the wrong idea. ( I noe ppl who always jump 2 conclusions or start gossip... Usually they are the same person. I'm on to you...) But again, noones visiting the save the monkeys blog, so I find no purpose in posting, so I stopped posting(duh!) But plzzz pay a visit though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2day is grad nite already... sigh... I juzzz hope the food there is good. (We paid six dollars!) The onli reason I said that is becuz the school budget seems pretty tight now. Examples :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Onli 1 newsletter 4 the year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. No overseas trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. No drama teacher (Chinese club)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Cheesy masquerade theme (Not exactly a reason, but I just hate the theme)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;List of food to expect (according to me, just a work of fiction.) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1. Twisties&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2. Bananas (While stocks last!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3. French fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4. Mineral water (a drink, actually...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Forgot about yesteray's  prize presentation : First to mention, the first time I ever sat on a chair during prize presentation! Not so much of the cheering during the presentation, though. As 4 the concert, the performances were all quite nice, although the hip-hop wasn't what I really expected. The worst part of the concert is... seeing Clement in SKINNY jeans (barfs) And I thought he said he rocks in them! What a joke. (No offence, although its like, just plain shocking.) The jeans look more or less like oversized tights. See, I can be a fashion critic too! LOLZ... I also got free water... Prevented bad things from happening when i saw the above mentioned. (u do noe what i mean by bad things, rite?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8868032593714440415-4252432159497243495?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/4252432159497243495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=4252432159497243495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4252432159497243495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/4252432159497243495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi-again-guess-i-should-start-clearing.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8868032593714440415.post-5989070898441024450</id><published>2008-11-14T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:30:23.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey guyz! So... this is my new blog. What? You were expecting a monkey blogskin? Oh, that. The thing is,now I got a couple of hamsters now. I named mine Abraham Lincoln while my sis named hers Obama (cool names, rite?) Their specialities are eating, shitting and sleeping. They are like, simply adorable! (though smelly) aND they bite. Cool ! They even shit on other ppl's hand so wear gloves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff9900;"&gt;Tomorrow is grad nite. the theme is like damn stupid : Masquerade. Who the hell picked that. Well I got the mask, but I hate it. (Which idiot would like them?) Haven decide what 2 wear yet.... sigh. I actually dun want 2 go, but then the last nite thing and all... so ya. I'll use the mask as toilet paper after that. Creative, huh? I will never wear it again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;PSLE results annoucing soon. So nervous. I bet I'll wet my pants. Hope I do well. Schools under consideration : Yishun Town, Anderson, Chung Cheng. Very little chance of goin 2 the same school as the others leh... 6E pupils mostly only consider those branded school like RGS or Hwa Chong. Sigh... I bet I'll struggle there. Everyone there is like so confident... Doubt I'll fit in. Hopefully at least someone i noe and not hate will end up in the same school as me, or else I will have 2 drag some1 there (if I could&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/8868032593714440415-5989070898441024450?l=i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/feeds/5989070898441024450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8868032593714440415&amp;postID=5989070898441024450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5989070898441024450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8868032593714440415/posts/default/5989070898441024450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://i-will-piss-on-you.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-guyz-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Lover of 3 'M's</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05795577992806713764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
