<?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-2991316587633497494</id><updated>2012-01-26T07:20:36.842-08:00</updated><category term='ouch'/><category term='Contemplating is key.'/><title type='text'>Shallow Philosophy</title><subtitle type='html'>ideas | feelings | anger | frustrations | opinions | me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>73</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7905716777970163654</id><published>2012-01-26T07:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T07:20:36.881-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>I know why I feel sad whenever she says things like that. I know why I don't want to be in a relationship. I can't commit to another person just yet, as there are so many things I want to do in life. And yet, I find myself in situations like this, where a girl pours her heart to me, and I to her. The only problem is that I can't do it for a long time. I'm constantly moving, constantly looking for change, for variety. My humanity makes me feel like shit whenever she says things like "I don't want to miss you more then I already do" because she is losing something that means so much so her, and I'm taking that away for my own selfish reasons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Now that I know, I won't be making the same mistake again. I'm getting married to single hood, for a very, very, long time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7905716777970163654?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7905716777970163654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/realisation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7905716777970163654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7905716777970163654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4794738920486762932</id><published>2012-01-19T22:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:12:16.212-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half hearted attempt</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why I try to win their approval, but yet don't attend any of the outings they organised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NS life is scarred by my time as a cadet. I thought that after POP things would be different. Well it, but not as much as I'd like. Still isolated and stuff. I just to work, and seize this living with them shit. Soon, soon &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4794738920486762932?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4794738920486762932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/half-hearted-attempt_19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4794738920486762932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4794738920486762932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/half-hearted-attempt_19.html' title='Half hearted attempt'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7802925638957248745</id><published>2012-01-19T22:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T22:00:07.465-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Half hearted attempt</title><content type='html'>I don't understand why I try to win their approval, but yet don't attend any of the outings they organised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My NS life is scarred by my time as a cadet. I thought that after POP things would be different. Well it, but not as much as I'd like. Still isolated and stuff. I just to work, and seize this living with them shit. Soon, soon &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7802925638957248745?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7802925638957248745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/half-hearted-attempt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7802925638957248745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7802925638957248745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/half-hearted-attempt.html' title='Half hearted attempt'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-250630681998282330</id><published>2012-01-17T19:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:23:04.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Screw the system</title><content type='html'>Report for training at 7.30, they said&lt;br /&gt;So I woke up at 5.30.&lt;br /&gt;Upon arrival, the same trainer who told us to report early, I dunno, was called to do something for awhile and my guess is that he was lazy to conduct the class. Number one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing till nine. The simulation shoot. Once it was done we were told we can go. Swee, nothing till one. Once we reached our bunk and got comfortable, they told us to report to shoot again. Number 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there, the door to the simulation room rosak, but the problem was solved. Went in, waited for ten minutes, then told us system broke down, they were moving to the other room, but the SOs can go. Number 3. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah the system&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-250630681998282330?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/250630681998282330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/screw-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/250630681998282330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/250630681998282330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/screw-system.html' title='Screw the system'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8587685250611504922</id><published>2012-01-14T23:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T19:16:16.871-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Solo conversation</title><content type='html'>Fuck this. I'm actually pissed at her. Her cowardice maybe? I dunno. I'm wasting my time waiting half a fucking hour for her mouth to open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shut everybody else out&lt;br /&gt;Its just me and you&lt;br /&gt;Whatever decision that's made&lt;br /&gt;It's mine to choose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I look at her&lt;br /&gt;I can't bear to do what I want&lt;br /&gt;But when I think about it&lt;br /&gt;I need to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a dick &lt;br /&gt;I'm a jerk&lt;br /&gt;All girls should know&lt;br /&gt;I should tell them first&lt;br /&gt;Before any progressions made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm walking towards her&lt;br /&gt;Planning to sit next to her&lt;br /&gt;I'm losing to my heart&lt;br /&gt;Or it may be my pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart is heavy&lt;br /&gt;I can't make a decision&lt;br /&gt;Part of me wants to run away&lt;br /&gt;With no worries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't I won't I shouldn't&lt;br /&gt;Or, wait, no,&lt;br /&gt;I just cant&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8587685250611504922?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8587685250611504922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/solo-conversation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8587685250611504922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8587685250611504922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/solo-conversation.html' title='Solo conversation'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5545036326265227744</id><published>2012-01-14T22:07:00.005-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:07:45.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>The music I listen to aptly describes how I'm feeling. Now it's Tears Don't Fall. Funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the rare moments I don't actually want to talk to anybody. At all. I understand now. Why people want to be alone at times. Just can't put a word to it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5545036326265227744?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5545036326265227744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/frustration.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5545036326265227744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5545036326265227744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8833504929399577613</id><published>2012-01-14T22:07:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:07:40.541-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kanina</title><content type='html'>Nonsense. Utter nonsense. When all the freedom given to you is suddenly taken away, for something do stupid, it's really gets you mood down&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8833504929399577613?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8833504929399577613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/kanina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8833504929399577613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8833504929399577613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/kanina.html' title='Kanina'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8913777491713402585</id><published>2012-01-14T22:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-14T22:07:31.798-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Silence</title><content type='html'>I'm not going to start this conversation. I've said what I had to say. Now I just want to hear what she has to say. I'm not stun anything. At all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8913777491713402585?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8913777491713402585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/silence.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8913777491713402585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8913777491713402585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/silence.html' title='Silence'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-793396639880535304</id><published>2012-01-10T07:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T07:14:22.647-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp</title><content type='html'>I sit, back against the wall, buttocks on the back rest of the coach, with my headphones in blaring awesome music, watching them play poker, making noise, which sort of suites the mood I'm in. I don't know to explain it. It gives me a sense of reality, or separation? I can't put a word to it. Like there are two separate lives going on, one in my head and one of my physical being, and it's easy to cross from one side to the other: it's just a matter of taking off and putting on my headphones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-793396639880535304?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/793396639880535304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/793396639880535304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/793396639880535304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/camp.html' title='Camp'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5778983952193319969</id><published>2012-01-10T05:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T05:36:11.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><content type='html'>Oh my FUCKING God. Stay in training?! Are you kidding me? And we can't go out, save Wednesdays?! What the flying fuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for not cursing this year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5778983952193319969?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5778983952193319969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/music.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5778983952193319969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5778983952193319969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3247381618485014439</id><published>2012-01-09T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T08:03:05.011-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relations</title><content type='html'>You say, you're not gonna fight cause no one will fight for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you think, there's not enough love and no one to give it to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny&lt;br /&gt;A new mantra I tell myself: in tough times, keep smiling - Bear Grylls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I have to make a greater effort to connect to God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-3247381618485014439?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/3247381618485014439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/relations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3247381618485014439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3247381618485014439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/relations.html' title='Relations'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2791362929454840815</id><published>2012-01-07T07:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T07:49:56.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>In the end - Linkin Park</title><content type='html'>Cheesy, but seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard and got so far&lt;br /&gt;But in the end it doesn't even matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You think I'd get so worked up about not getting shisha? How childish do you think I am? I'm pissed cause I made such an effort, I don't mind really. Just help me help you. After I went in and out while everybody else does nothing, and I got so far by bargaining, put my ego so bloody low just to help, to do something. Zilch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2791362929454840815?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2791362929454840815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-end-linkin-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2791362929454840815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2791362929454840815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/in-end-linkin-park.html' title='In the end - Linkin Park'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8534840582945933631</id><published>2012-01-07T01:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T01:18:27.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>I always believe that there are two types of dreams. A dream dream and a realistic dream, sometime I find it sad to say the least that the word "dream" just broke down into to divisions. I sorta makes it a redundant word. I firmly believe I think this way because I live in Singapore. Most people are discouraged from going for their dream dream. I personally want to be a rock star, travel around the world and appear on MTV cribs. My realistic dream is to be a pilot. Get what I mean?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8534840582945933631?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8534840582945933631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8534840582945933631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8534840582945933631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-1175019528835853414</id><published>2012-01-05T03:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T16:54:04.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>I'm smoking alone right now. I told myself never to to it, but it become so convenient when you have your own pack. That's the other thing I told myself not to do: buy my own pack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody knows life is full of ups and down and everybody has their own way of dealing with it. Me too, actually, but NS makes it so hard to do. I feel weak that I resort to this to feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls are problematic. They're so fragile, so sensitive. They get mad or sad at small things that guys don't give a damn about. And the way society is right now, guys are almost always in the wrong. So much for equality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't know I have a blog. Some do but don't bother reading it, reason being I don't update it often. Look at the last time I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold. I'm gonna go back into the van now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's funny, now that I'm inside one, how everybody stares at the vehicle. I know how they feel though. I wasn't a policeman for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For three weeks I've been stuck in a predicament. I hate it. I just want to be carefree again, nothing like this fogging my mind. I keep reminding myself that it'll never happen. I should just end it. But I think deep down I know that that is not the only reason. I just want to be single. But the first reason makes things so convenient. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husaini just called. Sounds pissed. I think it's cause I asked Rias to collect my food for me. He doesn't know how I feel. So I don't blame him. I just wished that he could have more EQ sometimes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again when I actually think about it, I don't actually want to end things. She so kind and caring and nice. I'm such a lucky guy to have somebody like her. A dick like me doesn't deserve a girl like her. She's done so much for me and invested so much in this. I feel like I don't do anything at all sometimes. I wonder if she does these things to keep me, to make sure I don't leave her. So I guess I'm an even worse human being for thinking about then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never cried in front a girl before. At that point I genuinely did not want to break up with her. I still don't. But I think I'm confused. Is it really because things can't work? Or is it the fact that I don't want to be tied down. Maybe both. My mom told me that I'm the type of person that should not be tied down at this age. She knows me so well.  She's the best person to talk to most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ameera is a really nice person to hang out with. I can talk to her for hours. We have conversations in silence sometimes. I feel terrible for what I did to her, for my immaturity. Put me back then now and things would have turned out different. But for now I'm thankful to have her as a friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haziyah doesn't like it that I hang out with her so much. It's easy to understand. I see Ameera more, and what's more we used to have something. Who wouldn't e scared? Especially with a dick like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if things couldn't get worse, my NS life is starting to really suck. I was so happy and of course lucky to have the freedom I have compared to my friends. I guess that when just a bit of it is taken away, and even if it's still so much better then others, it feels terrible. Ah it won't last so long, I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is flying so slowly right now. Times like this I just want to jump to the future. But you know the old saying its the journey that counts not the destination? It's true, but we'll only realise it after we reach the destination. Still feels like shit going through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to keep an eye out know. The vehicle is in my hands. No, not driving. Just holding keys waiting for the rest to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that after I commissioned, after that time I broke down in front of everybody, things would be different, my relationship with my squad mates. I still feel alienated. Doesn't help when I'm going through all this shit, but again I can't blame them. They treat me this way probably cause I live too much outside NS. Who knows, maybe they have their own problems I don't know about. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow they're taking a long time to get back. I feel like I should go look for them but I'd be leaving Yu Chong alone. I'll stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna meet my friends so badly now. But thanks to this "office hour" training, I have to be back at harbourfront by 11. And stupid me left my security pass at camp so I have to go back with the rest. Bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling Husaini is gonna scold me when he comes back. Fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh their back. He didn't scold me. I have to call Uncle Wee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see Muhammad. I wanna see Ahmed. I wanna see Ameera. Hah. Weird. I didn't even say that about my own girlfriend. As I said. Dick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I have this on my iPhone I should be updating more. I wonder if it's possible to block some people from viewing this. Weed how I'd rather a random person then some of my friends. Weird, but I'm not the only person who feels that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just told them about how I stupidly offered uncle wee a cigarette under such circumstances. They didn't laugh. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is hard. But when I think about it, so many more people in this world live much much worse lives then me. I should be thankful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally going back. I'm gonna sleep early today i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah life. Il own you one day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-1175019528835853414?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/1175019528835853414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1175019528835853414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1175019528835853414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2012/01/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3350408977327041099</id><published>2009-10-25T08:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T08:34:28.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haha</title><content type='html'>now he's pissed at ME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not like it was avoidable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-3350408977327041099?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/3350408977327041099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3350408977327041099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3350408977327041099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/10/haha.html' title='haha'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-6706718498590082621</id><published>2009-10-12T00:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T03:47:24.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Your Existing Situation&lt;br /&gt;Feeling stressed out due to his current situation and the demands which are placed on him. Working to release himself from all things that hold him back or tie him down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Stress Sources&lt;br /&gt;Always trying to make a good impression on other, but doubtful he is succeeding. Feels he has the right to everything he hopes and dreams of and becomes annoyed and helpless when things don't go his way. He is troubled by the very thought of failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holy shit I just found this in my draft folder. Scarily apt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-6706718498590082621?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/6706718498590082621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-existing-situation-feeling.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6706718498590082621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6706718498590082621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/10/your-existing-situation-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2713621166903536678</id><published>2009-09-25T07:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T07:48:10.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MY DAY</title><content type='html'>today was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GP presentation and 3 out of 5 of my groupmates didnt come. thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i did a solo presentation while my Vietnamese friend who was tired just handled the slides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably skipped 45 minutes of GP going to the toilet. i drank milk in the morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right after that, me and Jun Kai sneaked into the guitar room to resume my drum lessons. 30 minutes break so yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i improved a damn lot okay. i can play basic songs now. yes, songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. then went for malay late. as usual it was extremely boring. hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then we had PW, but my teacher is usually like, 20 minutes alte for lessons so we played drums again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when he came, we went back to class, put our bags down and went back up. again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gerek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prayed at Istirghfar. ARRIVED JUST IN TIME SIA. second rakaat. watch funny vids at my house someore. - .-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at my house then went back to school to cliiiiimb!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i lepaked at the cafe first with Hafiz cause there was cat shit on one of the crash mats and the janitor was cleaning it up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that and some other reason. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah i climb for like 4-5 hours and went home with raw hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didnt study at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i should start now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2713621166903536678?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2713621166903536678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2713621166903536678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2713621166903536678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-day.html' title='MY DAY'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-1330033220479928616</id><published>2009-09-22T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T08:48:57.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arh</title><content type='html'>it seems that whenever i have a post, its depressing&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its safer to do it after this blog has been dead for so long cause not many people will read it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that over the recent 4 years of my life, i can safely say i was a jerk&lt;br /&gt;non of my relationships lasted 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;when i think about it its kinda sad, although other people will think "wa fadhil player sia"&lt;br /&gt;but it really makes me paranoid&lt;br /&gt;and after the most recent relationship i had&lt;br /&gt;i think i crossed the line distinguishing carefulness and complete paranoia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant talk to a girl if i i like her anymore&lt;br /&gt;sure i can talk to girls as friends&lt;br /&gt;but when its a girl that i see different from other girls&lt;br /&gt;i become so paranoid that i refrain myself from saying anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really depressing&lt;br /&gt;its so hard just trying to get to know a girl&lt;br /&gt;even if i want to start of as friends, it hard cause i see her her in a different way.&lt;br /&gt;sad man&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3990472151041367744</id><published>2009-07-15T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T08:40:37.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all better now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more determined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bouncy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bubbly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and high&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disappointment week over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy years are still to come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to you guys for giving me support&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i dont even know how you got to my blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ok i guess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and dont get me wrong k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy for her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tak pedengki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno how to spell and rather mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was right though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they thought i was awesomely disappointed at that time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and didnt wanna talk to me cause they wanted to give me time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-3990472151041367744?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/3990472151041367744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3990472151041367744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3990472151041367744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/07/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5310745805999533487</id><published>2009-07-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T11:44:18.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hais</title><content type='html'>Disappointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustration&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up today telling myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that today would be better than the other days in the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told myself that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey elections for the rock climbing exco is later man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school went by normally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to prayers with hafiz and azri and hafiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they had lunch at my house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;azri and hafiz left first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was just me and hafiz left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked and joked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but inbetween the talks i would deep down think, this guy is running against me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went to school for the elections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now ive been trying to tell myself for a month that i wont get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wont get my hopes up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when you're ignorant, hope exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so they called out the first few positions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then hafiz was vice cap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told sean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro, its eugenia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it still might be you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and right after that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eugenia was called.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont lie, i was happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt me i wanted her or sean as cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i tried to climb normally after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i noticed that none of the excos talked to me for some while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if they did,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was akward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i knew what it was about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i climbed then left for home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and told my parents i didnt get it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i stayed isolated the whole time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my brohers birthday today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was excited and kept talking to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i snapped at him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ill feel so bad that ill go up to him and talk to him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even though i wanted to be alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to smu for some art performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just cant get the disappointment out of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted so badly to be cheered up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its so..... depressing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shed a teardrop in the car on the way to swensons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just felt so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 Us for midyears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanted to be cheered up, and another bombshell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crashes right onto the middle of my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one reads this blog anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if husrin reads it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he'll probably say it a bad post and comment on my spelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lately&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so unacomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ive been wasting my life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as a lousy friend and a lousy being&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im drowning in self pity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one can save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Cause nobody reads this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5310745805999533487?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5310745805999533487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/07/hais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5310745805999533487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5310745805999533487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/07/hais.html' title='hais'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7111313037415607488</id><published>2009-02-27T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:57:20.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Climbing</title><content type='html'>highlight of yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rock climbing officially started yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i'll go through the day in detail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.30P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody assembles at the rock wall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.45P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Icebreakers and Whacko!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.15P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captains Ball. (rather violent captains ball)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.15P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished captains ball. Safety breifing : How to wear a harness and tie figure of eight knot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.00PM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training finished for J1s. Optional to stay and train. I stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00 P.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one rock climbing ex TPJCian came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his name is Hansel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he does 20 martial arts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still funny?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he doesn't learn from community centres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he learns from masters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he goes to Japan to train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learn ninjitsu in singapore and they won't even teach you 30% of ninjitsu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to Japan, they teach you how to kill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also did akido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he thought me some locks and take downs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the amazing thing about him is that he can learn all these martial arts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still graduate from a JC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also bakes awesome cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he isnt just an imba climber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is patient,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivational,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a nice guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine havinga coach that plays soccer along the school corridor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as we are exiting the school, kicking the ball against classroom doors...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i do well in rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coach told my frined something about me that made me go....wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STOP IT SIA FARIZAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DON'T NEED MONEY TO ENJOY YOURSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7111313037415607488?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7111313037415607488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/rock-climbing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7111313037415607488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7111313037415607488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/rock-climbing.html' title='Rock Climbing'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-487226130453237948</id><published>2009-02-20T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T07:06:58.431-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CAMP</title><content type='html'>orientaaaaation camp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIU TIU TIU TIU TIU TIU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LETS GO HAWKERS LET GOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got best hawk camper award&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, day one boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mass dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleeping time was da bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day two fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day threee....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not really good cause i lost my voice for being so enthu i screamed in the first two days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strepsils made my throat worst btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, we all complained about the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end, everybody will miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking bout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, if people think like me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they feel like a part of their life, has past. just like tht.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad or good, you went through it and you miss it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause you'll never be in tht same position again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a taichi muster in our skit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really lazy to blog....so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good night guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HAWKERS AND 09S23!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-487226130453237948?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/487226130453237948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/487226130453237948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/487226130453237948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/camp.html' title='CAMP'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-6491385539921520047</id><published>2009-02-13T05:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T06:08:10.832-08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th February, Friday</title><content type='html'>Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed unluck day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man I must be shining with luck cause, i'm super lucky man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to school and saw all the girls with flowers and whatever not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as per normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one and a half our break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in that break, me and some friends were sitting in the study corner/canteen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we played guitar, sang, i beatboxed and became a 30 minute achepella group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i dont have the recording, it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they spoilt it by singing malay songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then sang raihan! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ILLA, ILLA...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then prayers at Ghufran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met mom's friend's son who is my schoolmate. haha. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to school,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a friend named syed saad for breakdance lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently im good when it comes to tricks but i have to loosen up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Muscle men are usually stiff," he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rock climbing where i saw our coach for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like ome fucking fuck fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imba-ness to the max man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's amazing i swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was literally flabbergasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mouth opened wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then watch hockey trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sat a an area near the hockey court and sat beside Afiq, another friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talk talk, then suddenly i saw a flash of red and i dodge and it hit Afiq in the neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hockey ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holy shit he was like, i dunno how to discribe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not in pain my like megha shocked like winded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nabil, hockey guy(also my friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came up to me and asked whether i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"why you asking me? afiq got hit..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the ball bounced of the floor right under your balls man, before hitting Afiq"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY SHIT!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday the 13th is a lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some other reasons too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-6491385539921520047?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/6491385539921520047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th-february-friday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6491385539921520047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6491385539921520047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/13th-february-friday.html' title='13th February, Friday'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7553735819876343818</id><published>2009-02-11T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T04:23:12.072-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah Crap</title><content type='html'>another exciting day of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only 2 lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;General Paper, talked bout media,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and chemistry, where there were more people than the lecture theater can hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than slack-ation. played soccer, failed a bicycle kick and hurt my arm, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. actually i had 6 km run for soccer practice just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i also signed up for rock climbing trials.(happy husrin?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i malas nak go for the run, and i wanted to climb, and there was a hot girl going for the trial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than. after the trails, hte soccer captain and the vice-cap and some other JC2s came to the rock wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Fadhil, you ah..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like "sorry ah i signed up sia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than, rock climbing captain came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sorry ah, im taking your soccer player away"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like, umm....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer captain : eh walau like this sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yadda yadda yadda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debate, "Fadhil join soccer","Fadhil join rock climbing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically i was like, oh shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than soccer coach came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach : Fadhil, whats the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fadhil(THATS ME!) : sorry coach i had rock climbing trials. i got in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach : you got in soccer trials FIRST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME : yeah but the rock climbing trials was later coach, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coach : its ok. ill give you till the end of th eweek to decide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. than some of my friends, (soccer boys) came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"amacam, Fad? rock climbing eh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno what to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but other than tht it was a great day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love TPJC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LEE!! EEE HEEE!! MUAHAHAHAHAHA!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7553735819876343818?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7553735819876343818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/ah-crap.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7553735819876343818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7553735819876343818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/ah-crap.html' title='Ah Crap'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5375167124743712647</id><published>2009-02-07T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T22:22:09.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TPJC</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry late post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPJC, basically,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a school of balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studies equally with sports and social events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the start i had a problem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what CCA to join.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soccer or rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there is SYFC singapore youth flying club la walau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NYAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to go for soccer trails&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i get in i'll stick to soccer, if not, rock climing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked Jo to sign me up : 1st choice striker, 2nd keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we reported to the trails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after attendance was taken,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the coach shouted, "Fadhil!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like," Yes?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he looked at me awhile before saying,"you play keeper?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was like 'shit, no'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i said yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i found out i was the only one on the list who actually wrote keeper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be it 1st or 2nd choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the only keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so 2.4 first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 months of not exercising payed its toll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 minutes. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe bcause i drank 3 bottles of water before the run,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i had stitches after 200 meters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i thiught i wasn't gonna be selected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, after the first few tests, posession and heading and what not,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got through the first elimination round&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was like American idol. except its soccer skills, not singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coach was like, i'm sory but your journey ends here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got through first elimination, then, shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously they wanted to try the only keeper (ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stepped up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they shot and shot, and i dived and dived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only let one in haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were shocked, the JC2s and the coach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the JC keeper asked if who could be keeper awhile, so i took a ball,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lined up to take a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first shot, in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second shot, in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third shot, top left corner hit the post and went in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friends say i should play striker cause my kicking is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i keep telling them TPJC needs a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well yeah so i got in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no rock climbing, but soccer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i have to go to yo chuh kang to sign up for SYFC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i forget to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TPJC IS A CHICK HUB!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to ilyas for creating the phrase "chick hub"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meridian has more mats then this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;bloody DSA boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5375167124743712647?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5375167124743712647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/tpjc.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5375167124743712647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5375167124743712647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/02/tpjc.html' title='TPJC'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7634430033016289535</id><published>2009-01-31T08:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T08:39:14.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mutton, not beef</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indian (hindu / muslim) event at tepak sireh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was serving them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"is this beef?!?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no maam", i replied. "its mutton"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met three chicks on the train just now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not even sure if they were Singaporeans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they made it obvious they were talking bout me. (i was alone in the train)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smile here, smile there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only polite to smile back right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;giggles, whispers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should've asked for their numbers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT THEIR MOM WAS WITH THEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7634430033016289535?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7634430033016289535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/mutton-not-beef.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7634430033016289535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7634430033016289535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/mutton-not-beef.html' title='Mutton, not beef'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8108676474133530124</id><published>2009-01-27T08:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T09:59:58.005-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gong See Fat Choy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;late post....AGAIN&lt;/div&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;what to do i blog when i can.&lt;/div&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;supid keyboard with he faulty leter 'T'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yes, the buton is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah, i sidetracked (i pressed so hard for that T)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok chinese new year.&lt;/div&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;as chinese go visiting and malays celebrate a no work or school day,&lt;/div&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;we chinese arabs, well, go visiting too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;all the way at Pasir Panjang. wooh.&lt;/div&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;well at least i think its at pasir panjang. ten minutes walk to NTU.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah. well. Great grandmom's house all my chinese cousin's, uncles, aunts and grands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the usual.&lt;/div&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;red packets(wah bad economy people become stingy seh, not even fifty for that house)&lt;/div&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;well, used to get at least a hundred so, disappointed ah.&lt;/div&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;nevermind, cause we dont visit cause of that&lt;/div&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;me and my Muslim cousins will go down exploring every year haha.&lt;/div&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;last year we found a hill, this one actually&lt;/div&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;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296013744691065554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX84cPnlstI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6_7cb6IY6l0/s320/DSC00173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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;p&gt;and decided to climb it. at the top, besides the good view, we saw this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296014204879554306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX843B9ExwI/AAAAAAAAAD8/aWRhzJ3PFUw/s320/DSC00169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;an empty road with an abandoned villa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i was with my bro and cousins, so they were like scared so we didnt explore....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BUT THIS YEAR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;haha big for fun. and lets just leave it at this colour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this year we explored! yup fun.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;eh colour changed...whatever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. it was awesome. photos tell stories right? here are SEVERAL photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015615058760050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX86JHR_0XI/AAAAAAAAAEE/WmeyJcA1mC0/s320/DSC00109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;four of us (you only see 3 cause im taking the photo, dumbass)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went to explore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296015920784212706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX86a6MoAuI/AAAAAAAAAEM/7ExalaxCBd4/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah, i know, que boulevard of broken dreams.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha, we played and sung that song throughout the exploration.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mind you, it was deserted&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87Rffl9KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iaAWOlLWlT8/s1600-h/DSC00134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016858508817570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87Rffl9KI/AAAAAAAAAE0/iaAWOlLWlT8/s320/DSC00134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; auto timer people.....cause as your can see, only two people left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&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;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87RMqEQ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/q9TKo-8GVfY/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016853452473202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87RMqEQ3I/AAAAAAAAAEs/q9TKo-8GVfY/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kamal had to go back to take care of his baby bro&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87Qk4gt-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Nss_f6PeD_A/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016842775640034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87Qk4gt-I/AAAAAAAAAEk/Nss_f6PeD_A/s320/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;faruq was scared so he followed&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87QKy6qpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JTrvkSwa2i0/s1600-h/DSC00112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016835772852882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87QKy6qpI/AAAAAAAAAEc/JTrvkSwa2i0/s320/DSC00112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so just me and zaki left. he found that basketball, somewhere entah mane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87P0a1k2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9vfeT4fAXcw/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296016829766275938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX87P0a1k2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/9vfeT4fAXcw/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cool right?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well instead of just walking on the roads, we thought&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and since theres less people&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lets climb in a villa which we soon found out to be called, Rochester Park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296019569617376962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX89vTKPlsI/AAAAAAAAAE8/H65nuIW3HsA/s320/DSC00166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pity that im not in most photos, but picture that as me, cause where he went, i went.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. i was a long painful process to get in one, and what more getting out&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;why not see for yourself? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020640626587122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-to-vNfI/AAAAAAAAAFE/e3bm4BvdxLE/s320/DSC00120.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-vExMw1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/nfmQgy16YkQ/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-uefDrHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r1qLK4WlrEA/s1600-h/DSC00121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020654989225074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-uefDrHI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r1qLK4WlrEA/s320/DSC00121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020676082756850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-vtEJbPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/ZykslNVDtqM/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fence gave way while i was one top and it left me hanging. haha. scary sia. terpranjat bangla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296020680194099810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX8-v8YXimI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Zb0DWyVfmfk/s320/DSC00124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and my baju got stuck. not funny k....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296032054211992514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9JF_5jW8I/AAAAAAAAAHM/Aise8mtsfZE/s320/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got down, i felt the sensation of, ball banging. damn it hurt. bloody fence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9BvP8f1-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/HkyWJ75LxJY/s1600-h/DSC00126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296023966800926690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9BvP8f1-I/AAAAAAAAAFs/HkyWJ75LxJY/s320/DSC00126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to take this photo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296023967194910674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9BvRabj9I/AAAAAAAAAF0/Du3cgyatCm8/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and injured my arm. doesnt look so bad and well, it wasnt.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;went around a house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9Ctvrh1pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Q2Pyj-9kxg4/s1600-h/DSC00117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025040471578258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9Ctvrh1pI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Q2Pyj-9kxg4/s320/DSC00117.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; cloth hangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CtWrEJtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/T8o-Pj8dRD4/s1600-h/DSC00118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025033758746322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CtWrEJtI/AAAAAAAAAGU/T8o-Pj8dRD4/s320/DSC00118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i think this photo is cool. makes me look like im inside(cant go in, doors rusty and locked)&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;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CtApmePI/AAAAAAAAAGM/o5eEOMvRZK8/s1600-h/DSC00116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025027847026930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CtApmePI/AAAAAAAAAGM/o5eEOMvRZK8/s320/DSC00116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9Csn5zPaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tb6Dh9_QWwI/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025021204086178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9Csn5zPaI/AAAAAAAAAGE/tb6Dh9_QWwI/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary hallway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CsX3tPDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JtQWhSzo-gk/s1600-h/DSC00114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296025016900336690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9CsX3tPDI/AAAAAAAAAF8/JtQWhSzo-gk/s320/DSC00114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;skippng forward, we walked and talked and found an abondoned restaurant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;explore, went to the roof(sorta) and climbed down....PHOTOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027876867245426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9FS2E9BXI/AAAAAAAAAGk/slxm1Hjgkko/s320/DSC00144.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9FTdNkaNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iBrKDr-gnjw/s1600-h/DSC00150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027887372363986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9FTdNkaNI/AAAAAAAAAGs/iBrKDr-gnjw/s320/DSC00150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027886927584082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9FTbjhm1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/o46-boDkAJw/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296027888990798066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9FTjPbwPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/78RmBGNbpIo/s320/DSC00157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i told you, where he goes, i went.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we walked and found the main road!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and right across the street we saw this&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296029201287333906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX9Gf77TyBI/AAAAAAAAAHE/LkxfTR-dGSk/s320/DSC00160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;NTU guys. haha. CIVILISATION! WE'RE ALIVE!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;-. -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;uneeded...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;k.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we walked back to the house&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;took more photos, malas to put up, if u wanna see tag me and ill do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we went back and our parents were stil chatting,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so we took a board and did something called Board Boarding.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;here is a video!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-552475a9dbebd038" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param 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boredom, as usual.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;hoped you guys enjoyed my story really.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think it was eventful.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i wanna go there again with friends.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;woah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;my brother just whispered something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i turneed around and he was sleeping....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;scary.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;well, mom mad, better sleep.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;DONE!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S: credits to me and my cousins for photos...thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8108676474133530124?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=552475a9dbebd038&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8108676474133530124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-see-fat-choy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8108676474133530124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8108676474133530124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/gong-see-fat-choy.html' title='Gong See Fat Choy'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SX84cPnlstI/AAAAAAAAAD0/6_7cb6IY6l0/s72-c/DSC00173.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5060405912350435264</id><published>2009-01-23T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:31:53.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooh</title><content type='html'>had an awesome day yesterday. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;as usual, i woke up late and before bathing or eating, i'll plug in my ibanez and start playing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i los rack of time and left for the mosque late. aw.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;met ahmed and muhd at the mosque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;miss them like hell. long time i havent spent time with them, what with all the jam sessions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the 3 stooges are BACK BABY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;they came over for lunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;papadum. mm. yum yum. and with dahl. wooooooheeeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then check out mats's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then mom made us go grocery shopping with her. hahahahahahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun sia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tht reminds me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i havent eaten the satay i bought at geylang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;bah, eat it later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mom brought us to geylang(thus the satay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;me and ahmed got high on bandung while mat got sick on chendol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;-. -&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then umi(mom) had other places to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hahaha i like this part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;made a video of us gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;like the mad mat said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"never leave 3 stooges in the car alone"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, there is a flaw to tht, cause my mom was in the car sometimes but we were still gay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;muahaaaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;check the video out man. u'll crap ur pants.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then played soccer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ish after two months of not playing, i only scored 1 and assisted five. shit right? yeah i know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then wen cycling with mat. wow man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when two brothers go out cycling, they wont want it to end&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alah there's always nxt time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HOW CAN U NOT HAVE BIKE SITI!?! ZOMG&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;photos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294738639041683170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SXqwvU6dXuI/AAAAAAAAADc/d7tBXkGzJHU/s320/me+and+mat.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;muhammad should have lent me the hairband. ahha.i needed it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294739157912334098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SXqxNh23LxI/AAAAAAAAADs/wrEH7ozUCik/s320/me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;credits to mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we were eating macs under sheila's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i ask mat to call her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt answer so we were leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking "haha, for all we know we bump into her on the way out of her block"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otak masin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAUSE IT HAPPENED SIOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she looked so shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed smthn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muhammad cycled past without saying anything to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i thought for  2 seconds then said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HI SHEILA!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went up to salam her parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew the look on mat's face haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tht i told him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you were thinking ' fadhil , no just cycle past, please' right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. brothers can read each others mind really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome. i had a lot of catching up to do ah. so we walked while talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went home watched tv, played guitar and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;From God we come. To God we return.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry for your loss,brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you got my message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONE!?!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i am.&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;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;why didnt i see this before. it spoils everything. im sorry,but it does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5060405912350435264?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5060405912350435264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/wooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5060405912350435264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5060405912350435264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/wooh.html' title='Wooh'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SXqwvU6dXuI/AAAAAAAAADc/d7tBXkGzJHU/s72-c/me+and+mat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7336739779886477837</id><published>2009-01-22T05:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T05:12:51.318-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What</title><content type='html'>i honestly thought the nxt time i updated this blog,&lt;br /&gt;it would be a long post where i explain in detail from the day i left for america.&lt;br /&gt;but here i am asking myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what did i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw. i tried. still dont wanna help...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7336739779886477837?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7336739779886477837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7336739779886477837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7336739779886477837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2009/01/what.html' title='What'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7426692668999766364</id><published>2008-12-01T06:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T06:12:49.231-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This in an intervention</title><content type='html'>family talk just now.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;possibilities of us not going for holiday is lingering&lt;br /&gt;bored.&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a wild person&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7426692668999766364?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7426692668999766364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-in-intervention.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7426692668999766364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7426692668999766364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-in-intervention.html' title='This in an intervention'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-1071033451258089392</id><published>2008-11-29T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T23:05:39.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th November</title><content type='html'>30th November&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 more days to go to USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there is my mom and dad in their room arguing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-1071033451258089392?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/1071033451258089392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/30th-november.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1071033451258089392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1071033451258089392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/30th-november.html' title='30th November'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5625353551996303999</id><published>2008-11-27T07:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T07:18:55.498-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hais</title><content type='html'>i miss you too.&lt;br /&gt;but you are busy.&lt;br /&gt;thats not counted as ditching, right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5625353551996303999?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Woah</title><content type='html'>man.&lt;br /&gt;finally an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after many persuasions, an update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k, first things first. 13 rocks socks. i guess saying no is an excuse for more ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14, grad night was awesome. proceed to ahmed's blog for photos. we went to school in a limo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slackation until now, where im currently at my cousins house at 4 15 in the morning doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a coupla shout outs. marlina. chillax. breathe. cry. think. emo. it helps. reduce on pain please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ameera. a lot of work but u can do it. sacrifices must be made. i guess thers an advantage to me leaving soon....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i really love you, you know that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4432848079236406609?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4432848079236406609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/woah.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4432848079236406609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4432848079236406609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/woah.html' title='Woah'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8631600264916230144</id><published>2008-11-11T18:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:10:37.049-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Stare Upon Thy Face, Hoping, Wishing...</title><content type='html'>woah&lt;br /&gt;long time nvr update siol&lt;br /&gt;i have been busy&lt;br /&gt;and my dad destroyed my computer, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;no story for you all to hear for tht.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;one more day to the end of o levels.&lt;br /&gt;one more day to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but need to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8631600264916230144?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8631600264916230144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-stare-upon-thy-face-hoping-wishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8631600264916230144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8631600264916230144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-stare-upon-thy-face-hoping-wishing.html' title='I Stare Upon Thy Face, Hoping, Wishing...'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3651972173145181300</id><published>2008-10-25T01:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T02:02:01.292-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A White Rose And A Kiss On The Hand</title><content type='html'>dum dee dum&lt;div&gt;im attempting to do physics right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but we all know im failing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why am i doing this then, hmm?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my message counter reached its limit in six days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;only to compensate for not talking at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sad right? sad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday was fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the a math paper was manageable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was not hard, not easy, it just how an exam is supposed to be like.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it made me think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;unlike the first a math paper.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after that,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to meet Ameera and Marl ina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hehe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basket sia mar's blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we'll see though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i doubt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mouth is dryer now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;muaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after mar left, i walked her home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was only intention.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i swear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but hey.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thinks usually dont go as planned in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in this case it was good though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;finished the last.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YES. THE LAST.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;played with some tree that smells like peppermint.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;under apparently (cannot be named)'s block if im not mistaken&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then Qadir, the baskets of baskets, sent that trademark sms.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didnt fall for it this time though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but walked home anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what was i supposed to be doing again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;physics...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2991316587633497494-3651972173145181300?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/3651972173145181300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-rose-and-kiss-on-hand.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3651972173145181300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3651972173145181300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/white-rose-and-kiss-on-hand.html' title='A White Rose And A Kiss On The Hand'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' 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bedoh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;two hours to english o levels and im home on the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;power.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;felt shitty last night and this morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when u let your mind wonder too far, thats what happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it would be different and much better after o's i hope&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i cant blog about much now cause my brother is watching me type this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;idiot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/2991316587633497494-634332420782920374?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4759962767049509202</id><published>2008-10-17T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T06:23:12.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>An Update</title><content type='html'>not supposed to use he com but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;parents outside layan-ing guests.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;a questionair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1:Fav Colour&lt;br /&gt;i go by themes, and currently is earthy themes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:Fav Number&lt;br /&gt;11 and 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3:Last Thing You Were Doing On PC&lt;br /&gt;DOTA. sry. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4:Last Person You Spoke With On The Phone.&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i think its some old achi that made a wrong number&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:How Are You Feeling&lt;br /&gt;right now bored so i'll stop this, and continue another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 question questionair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muaha.&lt;br /&gt;smoking is bad.&lt;br /&gt;but merah and ice mint is nice.&lt;br /&gt;tsk 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met marlina and ameera coupla days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;threee days to o levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a1 for chem&lt;br /&gt;a1for e math&lt;br /&gt;a1/2 for a math&lt;br /&gt;a1/2 for physics&lt;br /&gt;a1/2 for english&lt;br /&gt;b3/4 for combine humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scary sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;thank you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th November will come. and that day....a lot of things will happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TRUST ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4759962767049509202?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4759962767049509202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4759962767049509202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4759962767049509202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-485037382939403953</id><published>2008-10-04T05:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T06:13:44.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Indonesia</title><content type='html'>im currently at indo.&lt;br /&gt;visiting my ccusins.&lt;br /&gt;mega fun.&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;br /&gt;fun...&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;just updating to say hi to the peeps bck at singapore.&lt;br /&gt;and yet,&lt;br /&gt;i have this heavy feeling in my chest.&lt;br /&gt;well, we did a lot of things here.&lt;br /&gt;i'll update with photos and stuff,&lt;br /&gt;fire works, in the back yard!&lt;br /&gt;jamming, karaoke. haha.&lt;br /&gt;achepella.&lt;br /&gt;fun.&lt;br /&gt;yea...&lt;br /&gt;hm...&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;hais...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;thats what im doing at night.&lt;br /&gt;i look at my phone&lt;br /&gt;at twelve midnight.&lt;br /&gt;and sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;im sighing....&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/2991316587633497494-485037382939403953?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/485037382939403953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/indonesia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/485037382939403953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/485037382939403953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/10/indonesia.html' title='Indonesia'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4294281178760088149</id><published>2008-09-29T07:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T07:36:15.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 29</title><content type='html'>one more day,&lt;br /&gt;and its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so quick eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, its sad really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when people fight, they never admit they are wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both parties can be wrong but no, they won't admit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have analysed both sides and i can only say one thing : enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been trying to tell you that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let him say what he wants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it makes him happy and makes him shut up, isn't it better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop sympathizing. sometimes its not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that im saying ur totally wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just, shut up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4294281178760088149?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4294281178760088149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4294281178760088149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4294281178760088149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-29.html' title='Puasa : Day 29'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2947920551396923491</id><published>2008-09-19T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:42:49.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 19</title><content type='html'>wooh.&lt;br /&gt;full.&lt;br /&gt;just finished a middle eastern-chinese-indian meal.&lt;br /&gt;i swear i weigh 346935979248 kg now.&lt;br /&gt;ok.&lt;br /&gt;not really arh.&lt;br /&gt;but nearly there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things happen.&lt;br /&gt;life is about experince.&lt;br /&gt;let go of the past.&lt;br /&gt;but do not forget it.&lt;br /&gt;think about it&lt;br /&gt;but dont let it bug you.&lt;br /&gt;remember fond memories&lt;br /&gt;but not that alone.&lt;br /&gt;You have to remember the bad ones too&lt;br /&gt;but only to learn.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts&lt;br /&gt;but u gotta hold on.&lt;br /&gt;cause it will get better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its like you made a huge cut on your hand.&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;but the pain will seize.&lt;br /&gt;and u will be left with a scar,&lt;br /&gt;that represents the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;REMEMBER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2947920551396923491?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2947920551396923491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2947920551396923491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2947920551396923491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-19.html' title='Puasa : Day 19'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-9149869149037646135</id><published>2008-09-17T07:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T07:23:09.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 18</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;felt shitty today after school.&lt;br /&gt;so i call Ameera.&lt;br /&gt;then we talked on my bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;i swear it was the only thing tht cld make me feel better at a moment like that.&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;dota-ed.&lt;br /&gt;taraweh-ed&lt;br /&gt;right now, Ahmeds are beside me helping my brother play WOW.&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i can smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-9149869149037646135?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/9149869149037646135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/9149869149037646135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/9149869149037646135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-18.html' title='Puasa : Day 18'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-132476934314498400</id><published>2008-09-17T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T07:48:42.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 17</title><content type='html'>17 days.&lt;br /&gt;last time was 28th August.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;soon, soon. k?&lt;br /&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;got visitors today.&lt;br /&gt;nthn much&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;didnt study&lt;br /&gt;and i have mock exam tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;how beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ill scare the birds for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-132476934314498400?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/132476934314498400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/132476934314498400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/132476934314498400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-17.html' title='Puasa : Day 17'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-8350571642894709458</id><published>2008-09-16T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T06:25:23.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 16</title><content type='html'>haha.&lt;br /&gt;much more relaxed now.&lt;br /&gt;not supposed to be on the computer but, heh.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;went home with ahmed&lt;br /&gt;and at white sands primary&lt;br /&gt;i was like&lt;br /&gt;"wanna see ameera?"&lt;br /&gt;he smiled at me and we went off.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;fun lah.&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to buka out if can.&lt;br /&gt;i hate cockroaches.&lt;br /&gt;there, i admit it.&lt;br /&gt;they fcking freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;my flaw.&lt;br /&gt;and well.&lt;br /&gt;people are imperfect.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;went home and lepak&lt;br /&gt;k dah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;my arms felt loooooong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-8350571642894709458?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/8350571642894709458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8350571642894709458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/8350571642894709458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-16.html' title='Puasa : Day 16'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-385317086092380645</id><published>2008-09-14T04:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T04:01:18.617-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa Day : Panic</title><content type='html'>holy shit.&lt;br /&gt;im updating approzimately 30 seconds b4 buke.&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;nothing happened.&lt;br /&gt;my blog has no content warning.&lt;br /&gt;i put i to make ur life difficult&lt;br /&gt;apologizes for typos.&lt;br /&gt;good bye. All....&lt;br /&gt;NO!!&lt;br /&gt;BUKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-385317086092380645?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/385317086092380645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-panic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/385317086092380645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/385317086092380645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-panic.html' title='Puasa Day : Panic'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4400299937873448249</id><published>2008-09-10T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:58:24.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 7, 8, 9, 10 &amp; 11</title><content type='html'>Soooory people.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't update.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Mas'uud to come for tuition now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that, suddenly Azhar asked me for tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I feel smart.&lt;br /&gt;wooh.&lt;br /&gt;Padahal I screwed my prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Well. Its only prelims.&lt;br /&gt;Going to be a nerd now.&lt;br /&gt;Went to study with Amalina yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Meera met up with us.&lt;br /&gt;Cause we were "coincidentally" under her block.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Got some work done.&lt;br /&gt;But that day was frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;I felt pure emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;Curiosity.&lt;br /&gt;Disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;I still do.&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, I'd wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;DUH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4400299937873448249?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4400299937873448249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-7-8-9-10-11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4400299937873448249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4400299937873448249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-7-8-9-10-11.html' title='Puasa : Day 7, 8, 9, 10 &amp; 11'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-6804155126028340313</id><published>2008-09-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T23:54:16.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i still don't get it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-6804155126028340313?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/6804155126028340313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-still-dont-get-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6804155126028340313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/6804155126028340313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-still-dont-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4488673201683608926</id><published>2008-09-06T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T04:04:59.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 6</title><content type='html'>Noting happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing for you to know anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took soooo long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, it can't be blamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to make things kinda clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't force it, k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to hear it, but I didn't force it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I certainly hope so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncertainty filled me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. I know what I was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4488673201683608926?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4488673201683608926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4488673201683608926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4488673201683608926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-6.html' title='Puasa : Day 6'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7443605656365907483</id><published>2008-09-05T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:06:39.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Days 4 &amp; 5</title><content type='html'>Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I could have sworn that insanity came for a moment or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Followed by frustration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Empty. That was the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But. Out that black abyss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw hope. A tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had a heavenly glow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran towards it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't as close as I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the more I try, the closer I get, it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get there one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unless it disappears. Like the others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it won't. This one is different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7443605656365907483?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7443605656365907483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-days-4-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7443605656365907483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7443605656365907483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-days-4-5.html' title='Puasa : Days 4 &amp; 5'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7838908907716574277</id><published>2008-09-03T03:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:46:52.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 3</title><content type='html'>Same old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 to 5 in the morning, I'll be on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Sahur, talk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparaently I said something I didn't realize I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna know what it is please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belajar, study, read, revise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then DOTA with Pelemping and Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7838908907716574277?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7838908907716574277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7838908907716574277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7838908907716574277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-3.html' title='Puasa : Day 3'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-1422934050297979913</id><published>2008-09-02T09:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T09:22:16.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 2</title><content type='html'>I did something stupid today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I apparently miscalculated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt like shit for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But contempltion helped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just sit, stone and think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And stone I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you feel something, 'might as well say it', I told myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'But it wasn't ready'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah well, the cat is out, might as well let it free'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Yeah. True. If you feel that way, by all means bro'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O.K Fadhil. Thanks'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No problem, Fadhil"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats how i contemplate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D.O.T.A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till buke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I got Muhammad hooked to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played LAN with him from my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super duper cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Ahmed, its never too late for D.O.T.A!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a geek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;true it may be. sorrow filled me. but. the myriad of feelings cleared. its true what i said. you weren't ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but i said it. and its true. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-1422934050297979913?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/1422934050297979913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1422934050297979913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1422934050297979913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-2.html' title='Puasa : Day 2'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-865945302977451007</id><published>2008-09-01T03:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:19:19.109-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Puasa : Day 1</title><content type='html'>I was only the first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't as bad as expected really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I played badminton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learn some new jumpstyle tricks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Mosque with Muhammad for Zohor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were caught in extreme rain, but we made it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. She's ok with it eh babe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask her next time if we can come home later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna open my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be Buka very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Teraweh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for the first day of Puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Love ya babe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-865945302977451007?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/865945302977451007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/865945302977451007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/865945302977451007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/09/puasa-day-1.html' title='Puasa : Day 1'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-955109910219462795</id><published>2008-08-30T04:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T04:47:53.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;My shoes....actually my sisters but hey...i use it more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky1jCiiBI/AAAAAAAAACY/7YCsbEmmSNQ/s1600-h/013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240275536942630930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky1jCiiBI/AAAAAAAAACY/7YCsbEmmSNQ/s320/013.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice poto. duh i took it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky11YVROI/AAAAAAAAACg/yxmicuzt-0A/s1600-h/017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240275541865874658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky11YVROI/AAAAAAAAACg/yxmicuzt-0A/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; another nice photo. again duh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky12oF29I/AAAAAAAAACo/5Vu2ayAmdrA/s1600-h/018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240275542200409042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky12oF29I/AAAAAAAAACo/5Vu2ayAmdrA/s320/018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i call it, ripples...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky13ulAAI/AAAAAAAAACw/88fIw3gniS0/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240275542496051202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky13ulAAI/AAAAAAAAACw/88fIw3gniS0/s320/020.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; nyonya...(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky2FuKefI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wcbp12gUHww/s1600-h/021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240275546252409330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky2FuKefI/AAAAAAAAAC4/wcbp12gUHww/s320/021.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                              &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for once i didnt take a phto of myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;there u go meera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u gotta thank me now babe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-955109910219462795?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/955109910219462795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-photos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/955109910219462795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/955109910219462795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/more-photos.html' title='More Photos'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SLky1jCiiBI/AAAAAAAAACY/7YCsbEmmSNQ/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7781754044684853968</id><published>2008-08-30T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T04:35:51.844-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A post</title><content type='html'>Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How literal can i be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe lames the word. Or lamity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh. Meera is giggling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HaH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put this post under request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday will be a scary day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was accepted by the past two parents.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But mondays different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its horrifying really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for the sake of honesty and trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it must be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it aint gonna change nthn though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well actually it will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if yes, then good. more advantages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if no, then nthn will change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sure cause i trust you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thts y im rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEEERRRAAAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh. bout u right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7781754044684853968?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7781754044684853968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7781754044684853968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7781754044684853968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/post.html' title='A post'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3882007309184702702</id><published>2008-08-28T07:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T07:18:46.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooh</title><content type='html'>Wall . e was cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very touching movie really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like im wall e now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the beach was cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so calming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hot.(thanks to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i was persuading her to follow me into some ulu mangrove reserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she didnt want but hey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im a persuasive guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the end she had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI AMALINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU DIDN'T SEE ANYTHING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EEEEEvvvaaaAAA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;what was it?&lt;br /&gt;why then.&lt;br /&gt;there we sit,&lt;br /&gt;toes in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;eyes looked in another direction&lt;br /&gt;why, why, i wondered.&lt;br /&gt;i need to crave my temptation.&lt;br /&gt;but i resisted.&lt;br /&gt;eyes all misty.&lt;br /&gt;face was long.&lt;br /&gt;i stared curiously.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i should play a song?&lt;br /&gt;no, it would be stupid.&lt;br /&gt;the past should not be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;but shouldn't it, really?&lt;br /&gt;maybe, but i have fallen.&lt;br /&gt;why, why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-3882007309184702702?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/3882007309184702702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/wooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3882007309184702702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/3882007309184702702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/wooh.html' title='Wooh'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7251758886180315209</id><published>2008-08-24T00:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T06:49:16.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Simply Amazing</title><content type='html'>Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went out with my family,see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to "Earl's Swensens"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty much the same,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just sounds fancier and much more expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt pay, so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at 11.30? yeah, round there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i smsed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;checked my sms count.....300......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more than half of my free smses. in one week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. haha. meanie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i decided to call instead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was kinda akward at first for me, cause i dont really do tht much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i plan to do it muuuuuch muuuuch more, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah. we talked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i looked at the clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i informed. she too was shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weirdly before i called, i was sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we talked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wouldnt sleep. i did not want to. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we talked till 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;could this really be it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i really hope so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;lately ive been such a git.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i want a moment to be real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;you are real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i wanna touch things i dont feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;irony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;i wanna hold on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;and feel, i belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#003333;"&gt;Amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7251758886180315209?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7251758886180315209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/siimple-amazing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7251758886180315209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5TNvKWI/AAAAAAAAABw/kf6WgmwQVc0/s320/1_701081855l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5Q2Gk8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/njLT_1lNq-o/s1600-h/1_955373911l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235801687964685250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5Q2Gk8I/AAAAAAAAAB4/njLT_1lNq-o/s320/1_955373911l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5m5WWnI/AAAAAAAAACA/eQZPpnyBtzU/s1600-h/IMG_0956.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235801693883882098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5m5WWnI/AAAAAAAAACA/eQZPpnyBtzU/s320/IMG_0956.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5ssDwZI/AAAAAAAAACI/Wwma3M0L2d0/s1600-h/IMG_4825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235801695438750098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5ssDwZI/AAAAAAAAACI/Wwma3M0L2d0/s320/IMG_4825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5yn6nDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bEllXlOSc0k/s1600-h/P1030400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235801697031986226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5yn6nDI/AAAAAAAAACQ/bEllXlOSc0k/s320/P1030400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;just some photos of us at new zealand&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;non of them will have me alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;cant have u having too much privellages now can we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-9071945876473961740?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/9071945876473961740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/photos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/9071945876473961740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/9071945876473961740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SKlN5TNvKWI/AAAAAAAAABw/kf6WgmwQVc0/s72-c/1_701081855l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-6643969636303202550</id><published>2008-08-18T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T04:12:31.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hahahahaha Hehehehehehe</title><content type='html'>haha&lt;br /&gt;ive been&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;laughing nonstop&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just lying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like laughing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chatting my meera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my meera? man my spelling sux.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with meera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeeeeera. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my tetek sakit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u try do 100-200 push ups a day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out Ahmed B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it comes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;pow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-6643969636303202550?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4478394232704245336</id><published>2008-08-15T08:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T08:39:41.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Contemplating....yet again</title><content type='html'>hais&lt;br /&gt;just went to watch TKMB play with my mom and sis...&lt;br /&gt;for those emo ppl out there hu doesnt noe...&lt;br /&gt;TKMB=To Kill A Mockingbird&lt;br /&gt;it was ok&lt;br /&gt;but i felt tht it missed out on a lot of important points&lt;br /&gt;but of course,&lt;br /&gt;its a play.&lt;br /&gt;cant show the whole thing now cant we...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Yeap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the acting was kinda crappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i cldve played Jem Finch better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Heck, i cldve play Tom Robinson better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;it doesnt stop the story from being good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i use the book at literature text&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so i already knew what the books bout&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i wasnt lost like my sis was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;but hey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;the book is awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;and i felt an ache in my chest when the play ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;real sad man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;for some reason, the book makes me think bout life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the decisions we make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the developments we as people go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;its tough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;now i have to decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;poly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;or jc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;to me its big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;not because the decision is big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but merely bcause i can choose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i bet i lost some ppl there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;try reading it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;ull understand, i hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;so yah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;just thnking bout life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;how it all will end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;thinking of marriage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;thinkin of crushes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;thinkin of everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i wanna do this....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;i wanna do tht....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;but hey....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;we cant do everything in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;and thts exactly y im upsest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Hais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4478394232704245336?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4478394232704245336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/08/contemplatingyet-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;o levels in 95 days.&lt;br /&gt;i dont feel the pressure yet.&lt;br /&gt;even though i feel worried.&lt;br /&gt;funny huh?&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow i plan to see husrin and get to play with my soon-to-be camera!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;two days ago, before the o level malay listening compre&lt;br /&gt;me muhammad and hakeem wanted to go to Tauqwa mosque to pray.&lt;br /&gt;muhammad, bbeing the sian guy he is, wanted to take the bus, coming up with the stupidest excuse saying that it was gonna rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-. -'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so me and hakeem walked and talked.&lt;br /&gt;there are two paths to walk.&lt;br /&gt;one walking along the road,&lt;br /&gt;the other is somnthing i love to call, "jalan banglo"&lt;br /&gt;which means banglo walk.&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to the mosque by cutting throught the banglo estate there.&lt;br /&gt;when we were there, it hit us how long we havent walked there.&lt;br /&gt;2 years....&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;time fly so fast.&lt;br /&gt;before i know it i'll be leaeving the school&lt;br /&gt;that i hate and yet love.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;you ppl wouldnt understand.&lt;br /&gt;ill probably post another post bout this.&lt;br /&gt;mabi ull understand then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;time flies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2127934755647382350?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2127934755647382350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/07/boooooring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2127934755647382350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2127934755647382350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/07/boooooring.html' title='Boooooring.....'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4586458114298306019</id><published>2008-07-06T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T03:37:36.864-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wooh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Just thought you all might wanna know my wishlist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;yup...so, i dunno, probably, maybe, i dunno, you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Nikon D40, for 400 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;2.PS3. yeah!&lt;br /&gt;3.That artificial drumset things. Its cool.&lt;br /&gt;4.A new soccer ball&lt;br /&gt;5.A white Fedora&lt;br /&gt;6.A white vest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. much more but hey.&lt;br /&gt;You'll buy them for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-4586458114298306019?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/4586458114298306019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4586458114298306019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/4586458114298306019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/07/wooh.html' title='Wooh'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-5501924661297766551</id><published>2008-06-26T04:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T04:52:47.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Clarification</title><content type='html'>Yos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see the content warning,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its cause it gives you a different view of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Click if you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been warned.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-5501924661297766551?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/5501924661297766551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/06/clarification_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5501924661297766551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/5501924661297766551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/06/clarification_26.html' title='Clarification'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-6356429613854462302</id><published>2008-06-19T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T06:41:59.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foooyoh</title><content type='html'>19th ready.&lt;br /&gt;wow&lt;br /&gt;fast.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;on 11 of june.&lt;br /&gt;we went to Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;KL.&lt;br /&gt;Kuala Lumpur.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;It was cool&lt;br /&gt;thts night we went to some real fancy restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Japanese food.&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;i can now say, i have eaten eel and escargo before!escargo is snail. yup.&lt;br /&gt;not so bad actually.&lt;br /&gt;so next day we went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;My aims were:&lt;br /&gt;Football boots&lt;br /&gt;A white vest&lt;br /&gt;A soccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;Yea.&lt;br /&gt;i got all except the white vest&lt;br /&gt;i got a grey one,&lt;br /&gt;we searched the whole of KL for the white one but in vain.&lt;br /&gt;yup.&lt;br /&gt;it was cool man&lt;br /&gt;just me and my family celebrating my birthday at KL.&lt;br /&gt;yea.&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened since then.&lt;br /&gt;besides the fact tht we lost to Monfort Sec 7-4 just now.&lt;br /&gt;we could've won&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;They were big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-6356429613854462302?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-4631710461809227958</id><published>2008-06-14T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T05:43:02.717-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hapy Birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Just spent the last three days at Malaysia, KL.&lt;br /&gt;Just me and my family.&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;On my birthday itself,&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at some high class Japanese restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;Super cool.&lt;br /&gt;On that day,&lt;br /&gt;I ate escargo. That means, I ate snail.&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;Tastes cool.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ate some sea slug.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure whether it was raw or not.&lt;br /&gt;Tastes cool too.&lt;br /&gt;Then I ate Unagi. Eel. super duper cooll.&lt;br /&gt;Can't really explain exactly how they all taste like.&lt;br /&gt;But yup.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, we all went shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I was looking for three things for my bdae&lt;br /&gt;Football boots, topman vest and soccer ball.&lt;br /&gt;So yup!&lt;br /&gt;I got the F50 tunit. super cool. 180 bucks only someore!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then i got one cool bronish grey topman caual, formal vest.&lt;br /&gt;oh yea. but the boots not seasoned yet. so it gave me blisters.&lt;br /&gt;i also lost one stud today.(tunit can be used to change studs)&lt;br /&gt;forgot to tightened the studs properly.&lt;br /&gt;but its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;first time ill use the vest is during step down, council.&lt;br /&gt;so fun man.&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for remembering my bdae.&lt;br /&gt;for those who forgot, well its ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I forget birthdays too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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ME!'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-3762906786466049639</id><published>2008-06-10T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T07:44:34.052-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Bdae...</title><content type='html'>Yay.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow can watch NC-16 movies!&lt;br /&gt;Just now was cool&lt;br /&gt;had council meeting.&lt;br /&gt;den we went out to eat at pizza hut&lt;br /&gt;me and Bulu didnt bring a lot of money&lt;br /&gt;didnt know we were going out.&lt;br /&gt;but we had enough to share a pizza, pepsi and soup&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;but in the end we ate more cause a lot of ppl didnt finish their food&lt;br /&gt;then Michelle...&lt;br /&gt;had to be her XD&lt;br /&gt;found a fly in her food!&lt;br /&gt;she lost her appetite in a snap&lt;br /&gt;so i gracously ate her food for her.&lt;br /&gt;of course i didnt eat the fly.&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to complain!&lt;br /&gt;and complain we did!&lt;br /&gt;the manager was like "oh sorry is there anything i can do for my mistake?"&lt;br /&gt;so michelle said no, at first.&lt;br /&gt;me, anwar and zuhairi, well. our faces were in agony...&lt;br /&gt;how couuld you say no to free, GOOD, food?&lt;br /&gt;luckly the manager was persistant.&lt;br /&gt;she persuaded michelle to orders some deserts.&lt;br /&gt;so she order to warm cakes.&lt;br /&gt;so when they caem, we got three!&lt;br /&gt;"one on thehouse" he said.&lt;br /&gt;so Guan Hong passed one to me and they sang bdae song.&lt;br /&gt;i dont belive it.&lt;br /&gt;they made me feel embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;i could only say one thing when the waitresss was looking at me.&lt;br /&gt;"its not my birthday"&lt;br /&gt;pretty lame. haha&lt;br /&gt;then i went home.&lt;br /&gt;tried but failed to do A.Math.(couldnt be bothered)&lt;br /&gt;so i played soccer!&lt;br /&gt;3mins in the game and i think i nearly broke my jaw.&lt;br /&gt;as i type this,&lt;br /&gt;im eating chocolate in pain.&lt;br /&gt;-. -'&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;in pain.&lt;br /&gt;so anyway&lt;br /&gt;(i did a bicycle kick and scored!)&lt;br /&gt;hem hem&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna thank the councillors:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Anwar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Bulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Fly Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;The Lead singer in our made up band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Xin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Idra(.....i can hear Ahmed B laughing now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and last but not least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Guan Hong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Thanks a lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you have been great to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;best president!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;pull me up when im down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;while i push you down when im up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;JK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;dont slap me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;but serioussly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and with no relations to school,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i wanna thanks amalina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hu made me a card for my bdae.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and she was afraid i'll hate her cause its ugly(she claims)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;comon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;im not tht bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-3762906786466049639?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' 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Lifes been normal.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much that occurred, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Missing the people i miss,&lt;br /&gt;Sir Fadhil&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7146798416964975146?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7146798416964975146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7146798416964975146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7146798416964975146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/06/update.html' title='An Update'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7275817769785830831</id><published>2008-05-16T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T07:41:53.679-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aiyoyo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;I'll go straight to the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;we lost against tampinese secondary 5-3 in soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing was, we were leading 2-1 in the first half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;this does not mean we are lousy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;cause firstly, that was the first time we played together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;yup. also during the second half, our foundation broke down. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;my bad, wrong subs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but most important for me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i missed for opportunities when i was 1 n 1 with the keeper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7275817769785830831?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;At the same time, I ditched Siti, Fay, Zhi Yi and Jane who asked me, Ahmed and Muhammad to come watch ayat2 cinta, a movie, with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#666600;"&gt;So yeah, just playing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Then Pun made a quick dash to the goal and Joe was fighting for the ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;So we watched them tustle for awhile. Then, suddenly...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pun fell down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;It was right creepy, cause his arm was dislocated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;He fell onto a goalpost that was laying on the ground arm first, then body over arm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yea it was creepy all right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So me and Muhammad was supporting him towawrds the general office(Joe, the culprit xD, was still shocked). But he was passing out. Man he was pale. Paler than Zhi Yi!!! HAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;His eyes were going haywire, so I kept slapping his back so he would stay awake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;I started talking to him so he would remain conscious. I asked stupid questions, like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"How old are you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;"How was you exams?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;He answered them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#330099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was scary that he was answering the dumb questions cause, well, they were dumb!&lt;br /&gt;Then Ahmed B came up to me and said, "FADHIL STOP ASKING STUPID QUESTIONS!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;Confident bangla!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;It was really funny cause he was so slow. I had to shout to him in front of Pun, whos mouth was kinda foaming at the side, that I was trying to keep him awake. HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#336666;"&gt;Yea man. So me, Muhd, Liang Wei and Joe followed him and Mr Cuthbert to the CGH, Changi General hospital. I was such a sweet day man. Sweet as in eventful. Even got a free meal when I dropped by at Muhd's cousins house with him. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2294014001252871220?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2294014001252871220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/aiieesh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2294014001252871220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2294014001252871220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/aiieesh.html' title='AIIEESH!!!'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2807562532985375642</id><published>2008-05-07T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T05:28:51.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks To All</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;Life comes in phases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Thats what I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One moment you feel like the smelliest pile of cow dung and the next,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;you're laughing with your friends, forgetting bout your worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Yes Gerald,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lifes Like A Rollercoster Ride"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Air ada pasang surutnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is funny, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;One's feelings can change so quick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;basically&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Hazel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Zhi Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Fay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shahirah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Gerald&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;You peeps are great frineds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;And lastly,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHA!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2807562532985375642?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2807562532985375642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-to-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2807562532985375642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2807562532985375642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/thanks-to-all.html' title='Thanks To All'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2725503885079157216</id><published>2008-05-02T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T06:20:04.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Reflection</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;To people who reads this, it requires utmost patience and EQ to understand how I feel right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It might be impossible to put yourselves in my shoes. I feel like the worst person on earth. The worst brother. The worst friend. The worst&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;For the past few days now my life has been becoming from bad to worst. I do not ask you to read this to pity me. I want you to read this so I can show you what I hide. The care-free face you see hides a dark life. I do not wish to obfuscate you. I want your support as friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;It was an ordinary day yesterday. My brother was pissing me off. So shouted at him. I cursed him. I would've beat him but luckily I restrained myself. If not I would feel even worst right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I told my mom. I was such a small and minute thing we fought about. And yet, I made it so huge, I hurt the best person God has even let me meet: My mother. I'm to shameful to tell you what I said. But what I said hurt her a lot.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I made my mom cry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Its weird; that when your mom cries, you just feel like crying too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I tried to apologise, but I think it came to nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;So I was having dinner just now, and my mother asked me to use her phone SMS my sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After doing so I read a message se sent to my dad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;My world stopped. It stopped spinning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I do not know how, but my life became worst. What she sent to my dad, made me feel so small, .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And to mak things worst, my grand uncle passed away 30 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;All this things sum up to one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Life is Screwed&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I feel empty. Life has no meaning for me. Thing just keep happening in constant pain for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't let it out. Its just stuck. Stuck inside me like there is no way out.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;No amount of counselling will help me. Nothing can make me feel better. I just want my life to stop. I want time to stop. I want to turn back time. I wanna make things right. But what can one mortal do. So weak he feels like ending his life, and he wants to do the impossible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I can't bring myself down any further. I don't know what to do. I'm helpless. I'm hopeless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666666;"&gt;I'm Lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And yet I ponder; why not end life. Why not start smoking again. Why not cut myself, at least? Why not do something to help ease this never seizing pain I feel. My dad tells me things like "You always find the easy was out. Thats why you aren't improving. That why you a mediocre person." Someway or another, it brings me down even further. Each time my heart beats as I'm typing this, it hurts. It wants to stop. It wants to give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;And yet I do not smoke. I do not cut myself. I do not do this things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Maybe its because I want to prove my dad wrong. I ain't gonna take the easy way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If theres two thing I wanna share with you today, they're this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"To no soul, doth God burden, more than it can bear"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;"Life has its ways of sorting things out"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One I read and th eother my dad told me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;People.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;If you read this, you should know a bit of what I hide from you. You should know a dark side to this "happy" guy you see. You should know how I fight. How I not take the easy way out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#660000;"&gt;HOW I DEAL WITH MY SCREWED UP LIFE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2725503885079157216?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2725503885079157216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/reflection.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2725503885079157216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2725503885079157216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/05/reflection.html' title='A Reflection'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-2558468328353261699</id><published>2008-04-26T07:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T07:28:33.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOOOOO!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBM8AVkcSXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BqDkyb8yMLs/s1600-h/MANCHESTER-LOGO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBM8AVkcSXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BqDkyb8yMLs/s320/MANCHESTER-LOGO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193560771775973746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARH! NOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;2-1.&lt;br /&gt;TWO-ONE!!&lt;br /&gt;OMG!&lt;br /&gt;OH! MY GOD!&lt;br /&gt;MAN UNITED LOST!&lt;br /&gt;this can't be.&lt;br /&gt;well.&lt;br /&gt;i watched the match.&lt;br /&gt;best match whole season&lt;br /&gt;really.&lt;br /&gt;i was expecting a draw.&lt;br /&gt;2-2.&lt;br /&gt;MAN UNITED HAD TWO BALLS ON THE LINE!&lt;br /&gt;god....&lt;br /&gt;could've been a 3-2...&lt;br /&gt;well&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea won the battle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BUT MAN UNITED WILL WIN THE WAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-2558468328353261699?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/2558468328353261699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/nooooo_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2558468328353261699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/2558468328353261699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/nooooo_26.html' title='NOOOOO!'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBM8AVkcSXI/AAAAAAAAABM/BqDkyb8yMLs/s72-c/MANCHESTER-LOGO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-1366290849214703317</id><published>2008-04-25T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T03:34:40.712-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ouch'/><title type='text'>INJURY! again....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;another injury!&lt;br /&gt;freaking hell.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, its a soccer injury.&lt;br /&gt;ball in the air&lt;br /&gt;put my leg up to kick it&lt;br /&gt;other guy kicked my calf.&lt;br /&gt;RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE&lt;br /&gt;now I can't move it.&lt;br /&gt;i can't tiptoe.&lt;br /&gt;hais.&lt;br /&gt;for the love of soccer...&lt;br /&gt;wait, now i cant play soccer!&lt;br /&gt;Fcuk it.&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that allows me to vent&lt;br /&gt;once again,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DAMN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-1366290849214703317?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/1366290849214703317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/injury-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1366290849214703317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/1366290849214703317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/injury-again.html' title='INJURY! again....'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2991316587633497494.post-7653719480821255713</id><published>2008-04-24T04:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T04:30:50.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Contemplating is key.'/><title type='text'>The Spirit That Denies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBBtIlkcSRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ifv_Iw_0X2w/s1600-h/1_701081855l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBBtIlkcSRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ifv_Iw_0X2w/s320/1_701081855l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192770364649523474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an oxymoron. I am everything that contradicts. I am Fat Hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Brohood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yo peeps. Sup? I know you've heard me say stuff like "I'm never gonna blog" and what not. I just wanna vent. Hope me wasting a page on the abyss of the internet won't bother no one. I wanna vent. There are things even some of my closest friends don't know bout. (well, not you mat(s)) So yeah. don't get bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Last few days been shitty. *sighs* . Sometimes I just feel like giving up. Why do it? Don't you ever get bored of your daily life? Its the same thing day in day out. I want variation in my life. Right now, life only bores me. Its only burdening me. I just wanna give up, see. But. There just seem to be one things that spur me on. Friends. I have great friend really. Most don't even know I have this blog. Haha. Cap man. I often contemplate, although I don't show it. I think of life and what things in life I wanna do. Seems I have my whole life planned out already. Man. But the journey there. Its crappy. I keep saying this to myself. "To no soul does anyone burden you more I'm bored of studying. I just wanna enjoy life. Haha. Too bad I live in Singapore. Only way to success is studying. Man. Exams are comin. I ain't ready at all. Well. I gotta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2991316587633497494-7653719480821255713?l=theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/feeds/7653719480821255713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/spirit-that-denies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7653719480821255713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2991316587633497494/posts/default/7653719480821255713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theconfusedconfuser.blogspot.com/2008/04/spirit-that-denies.html' title='The Spirit That Denies'/><author><name>Contradiction</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08682826545121553293</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBMEGVkcSTI/AAAAAAAAAAY/QUAmRh3xt7Q/S220/P1040010.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_LnvBouO2F1E/SBBtIlkcSRI/AAAAAAAAAAM/ifv_Iw_0X2w/s72-c/1_701081855l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
