<?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-22075654</id><updated>2011-09-05T12:13:19.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sanctuary</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-1057074460662768743</id><published>2009-09-28T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:22:36.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The bet...</title><content type='html'>So it was said, recorded, put on youtube, and facebook. And with that, a jolt of life spread through the polytechnic circuit like wildfire. A simple bet, led to a nation-wide push to shave the heads of 3 TP debaters...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsVu387Nwfk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NsVu387Nwfk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-1057074460662768743?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/1057074460662768743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=1057074460662768743' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1057074460662768743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1057074460662768743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/09/bet.html' title='The bet...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-5737066971945630683</id><published>2009-09-27T11:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T11:49:59.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Easy part's over...</title><content type='html'>'The easy part's over, now the real shit begins', the exact words i said when the tabs were released yesterday evening. I got into interpolys Team 2. A month of grueling work to get there, and yet, sad to say, its the easiest part of the journey. For the next 2 months, till interpolys, the 6 of us in the interpolys teams are in for the time of our lives. A great amount of hell awaits and only by surviving and thriving can we succeed at interpolys. Team 2 made a bet with Aji, if we do not make it to the interpolys finals, the 3 of us will shave our heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all i got for you guys now, I'm gonna be damn busy for the next 2 months. Goodbye world, I'll see you when i return from hell :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss me too much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-5737066971945630683?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/5737066971945630683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=5737066971945630683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/5737066971945630683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/5737066971945630683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/09/easy-parts-over.html' title='Easy part&apos;s over...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-4051629067266901060</id><published>2009-08-22T20:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T20:50:23.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Pride...</title><content type='html'>I'm making this post today because today, i felt more Singaporean than i ever have. Lets see how this day started. I left the house in my Team Aikido shirt and Aikido pants. It wasnt until i got into the cab and the uncle told me that i reaslied, the shirt is red + the pants r white = I looked so patriotic... haha. Well that was merely the beginning of my day filled with national pride. Following the kia-su nature of locally bred Singaporeans, i arrived at the meeting venue early, 15 mins early. (yes, I was early... FOR ONCE).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following which i did the super singaporean thing, I complained about Hamzah being late, half an hour late at that. Then when the bus finally came, instead of being my usual lazy self and letting people get on first, i walked to the entrance ahead of afew people. The kan-chiong nature taking its effect. Upon getting onto the bus, i proceeded to take the first seat i found, instead of offering it to others. A classic sign of self-centeredness we Singaporeans know all too well. And through the entire ride, kept to myself. Only bothering the rest of the guys to refresh my memory of certain moves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skipping ahead an hour or two. We got to Pek kio CC (i think thats how its spelt). Layed the mats, did a lil warm up, and waited for grading to start. One and a half hours later, i was back to my complaining self. Shifting around as i sat there bored outta my mind. Repeating over and over again: This is taking so long, why cant they faster finish, i wanna grade n go home... Such Singaporean lines that i never expected from myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again skipping ahead afew hours, grading is over, training started, and im going home. Whats the first thing i do? Msg her, so proud of myself for passing grading. Even the Singaporean Ego was showing in me today. The bus ride back, the train ride back, and the slacking around at tampines also filled with the complaining of time and boredom I've been doin all day. Then came the best part, this part of the day made me so driven to make this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to the bus stop, then i heard car horning like mad-men. I looked over and saw this tiny ass, 2-lane road was being blocked by a bus which could not make the turn because some idiot left his car parked just at the corner of the turn. Cars began to line up, one after the other, stretching for almost 20 cars long. What did i do? What could have been the most singaporean thing to do? Yes, i walked over, crossed the grass field between me n that car, and sat down on a short stone ledge while i watched the angry drivers horn and the pissed off bus driver violently shake the car in a desperate attempt to move it. Sitting there, amused by this sight, and laughing at both the bus driver (for trying to shake a car off the road), and the idiot who parked his car there. Then the idiot came back to drive off, and sure enough he was Malay, to make it better, he was a Mat. Walking over to his car with an arrogant look on his face and a drink in his hand, acting all macho, when everyone in the area practically wanted to kill him for making them wait over 20 mins (yes i sat there for that long just to see who the idiot was). Then i started to joke to myself about how he could just park a couple of meters ahead and let everyone go. Once again the Singaporean in me shone, expressing the well known habit of acting like we know better than everyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, today HAS been my most Singaporean moment. I am filled with a mixed emotion of pride, inspiration, and embarrasment. Pride for finally being a representitive of what our little country portrays, inspiration for i finally know what a true locally bred Singaporean is like on a normal day, and embarrasment for actually stooping down to this level unintentionally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-4051629067266901060?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/4051629067266901060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=4051629067266901060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/4051629067266901060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/4051629067266901060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/08/national-pride.html' title='National Pride...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-8179442327787000887</id><published>2009-08-05T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:33:07.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First half of my day off from school...</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, so its been half a day, no school, no projs, no presentations, no assignments.... Complete absolute freedom for a day. Wow! ..... Ok I'm bored already.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i finally realised why i love going to school, spending time in class or stoning off in some part of school. As much as i may complain about my school work, debates work and all the other crap that i have to do, i kinda need it to live. I've become so used to the lifestyle of being constantly packed with work that one day of nothingness is more than enough to drive me to the brink of insanity. I need to do smth, and fast. Cuz these weapons in my room are starting to look alittle too friendly. GAHHHH...... I'm resorting to blogging to try and relieve my boredom....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i owe my readers a proper post, may as well make one today. So its a month away from my exams, and studying has been the last thing on my mind. It's an old east viewian habbit of doing just enough work to get by and only studying enough to move on the next year. hahahaha... old habbits die hard they say. I'm probably gonna fail Htech though, its a pure memorise + regurgitate subject and as most of you should know by now, i cant memorise for nuts... hahaha im so screwed.... *how can i be so calm and happy when im so dead*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... CCA-wise... I've had 2 debates quizzes in the past month. No not current affairs quizes, principle quizzes. Those are so much more messed up. Basically we spend 2 weeks learning theories and application of those theories, and we have to answer a quiz with about 10-15 essay qns which we are required to apply those principles to answer case studies.... yea, fucked up... wanna hear the best part, its a 3 hour quiz... Whoopte-fucking-doo... Add that to the fact that the coaches have been taking every opportunity to tell me how much i suck, scolding me for every fucking speech i make and telling everyone else how much they are improving, not much of a shocker why I seem to have lost some interest in going for trng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aikido... well im going for my next rank at the end of the month. 22 August to be exact. Yes my attentive friends, thats one fucking day after my first fucking paper. (excuse the language, im not in the best of moods right now, wonder why....) No only do i have to learn all the moves in 3 trainings, i also have to fork out more cash for the test itself. Coupled with the fact that trng for it might screw up my first paper, I am SO FUCKING PISSED WITH CCAS..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighs... im not even happy enough to make a section about my love life..... Its days that you spend at home, completely dismembered from the rest of society, that you realise, how much better everyone does without you. How much easier it is for them to do work, finish projects and make plans. Somehow, everyone seems happier when you're not around. No no, im not being emo here, nor am i spiralling into depression. Its just something i noticed from talking to some of my friends over msn. Their having the funnest day of their poly lives today, most laughing their fucking asses off... What am i doing? Sitting here, infront of my fucking computer, making a fucking blogpost listening to fucking old songs on Itunes, thinking how fucking annoying this is. This is one of those times where my swords, my window, my little tools of torture in my room appear all too friendly. Maybe if i left, everyone would be happier? They sure seem happy enough without me for a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what some of u are thinking now, 'what the hell is Don talking about, he seemed like he was on cloud 9 for the past few weeks? where did all this frustration come from?' simple answer, i hide it well. And with a full day to sit here and do nothing, everything surfaced making me in the worst state of rage n frustration ive been in for months....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will however, try to leave a msg for you here. Though i seriously don't think you're free enough to read my blog anw. I know you've noticed me being very off lately, and as much as i say im fine, from this blog post u can pretty much guess that I've been keeping alot to myself. Its not that i want to keep secrets from you, your just too busy, i dont wanna add an extra load to you. I promise I'll spill when we're both free, maybe after the exams. Theres also stuff that i rlly wanna talk to u about but i cant do it over a blog post, its kinda private (sorry readers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gotta stop spending days at home alone doing nothing, it brings me too close to insanity and i got nothing to distract myself from all this self -loathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers, Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cant wait to see how the second half of the day goes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-8179442327787000887?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/8179442327787000887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=8179442327787000887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8179442327787000887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8179442327787000887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-half-of-my-day-off-from-school.html' title='First half of my day off from school...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7064215866056882039</id><published>2009-07-26T23:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:53:49.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soups and concerts, courtesy of Ash</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone, i got really bored tonight + Ash has been bugging me to make a post. So yea.... hmm.....*blank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right... so a couple of weeks ago when i was hanging out with Ash Syu and Anita, Ash started going on and on about Mr Big. At the time i was unsure about who they were so i asked and had my ears treated to an array of awesome songs. Then Ash told me that they were having a concert later this year. Having not been to a  concert for a long time, i thought 'What the heck, i have some extra cash anyways' so i went off to call Navin and made him buy tickets for me. It was only after getting the tickets the next day did i sit and think 'I just bought tickets to a concert of a band which I've only heard 3 songs from. WOW, this is impulse buying at its best.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.drummerworld.com/pics/drumpics20/MrBigKotzenLineup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 292px;" src="http://www.drummerworld.com/pics/drumpics20/MrBigKotzenLineup.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those of you who dont know who Mr Big is, this is them. Known mostly for their song &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;To be with you&lt;/span&gt;. By Ash's request, I have to insist that you all listen to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Green-tinted Sixties Mind&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This evening Ash took the time to rant off to me about her views toward PETA. That girl can go rlly nuts. The soup topic came up cuz i went for soup instead of panicking over her not adding me on msn. Clearly chicken soup was not an adequate soup. According to her, The only soup adequate enough to  replace her is fish soup. With chilli. While listening to Mr Big. Lets have a look.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://scienceblogs.com/neurotopia/chicken%20soup%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 299px;" src="http://scienceblogs.com/neurotopia/chicken%20soup%281%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken soup here looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fishsoup.net/fishsoup.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 128px; height: 128px;" src="http://fishsoup.net/fishsoup.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But clearly outmatched by the awesomeness of fish soup. The winner is : FISH SOUP!!!. *cheers* Yes i am this bored tonight. Hope your happy Ash, and thanks for the inspiration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those of you who know me or are close enough to me would know this, but for the rest of you idiots too curious and speculative about my lovely blog-lady. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;IT IS NOT ASH!!!!&lt;/span&gt; boohoo, cry me a river. You're just gonna have to wait till i can admit the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Yea i know i owe you all a proper post. It's comming soon, I just need abit more inspiration. Soon soon, there have been ALOT going on, but like before, most of it is private. New proper post will be up soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7064215866056882039?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7064215866056882039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7064215866056882039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7064215866056882039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7064215866056882039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/07/soups-and-concerts-courtesy-of-ash.html' title='Soups and concerts, courtesy of Ash'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-8368038002643904861</id><published>2009-07-16T10:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:20:52.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling alittle weird...</title><content type='html'>This post is for you and only you, the rest of the wankers reading my blog right now wont understand anyways. So please get the hell out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow... stuff u said last night... what a shocker! funny thing is I'm still feeling a little weird about it even now. I told you i was fine with it and all, but the thought kept lingering in my head. I dunno how to react, or what to say to it. I guess its understandable in this era but its still a little uncomfortable thinking about it. The phrase 'You cant handle the truth!' is all too fitting right now. Yes i cant handle the truth, but I'd rather know the truth than live in ignorance. I cant believe how much discomfort I'm feeling from all this, its just strange. But like i said last night, it doesn't change anything. I'll just need some time to get over the idea. It is giving me some feelings of inadequacy though, for obvious reasons. Parts of my mind are telling me that I'm not good enough and stuff, its like a major blow to the ego (i don't even have much to start with). hahaha... Theres a little more i wanna talk to u about, but not in the next few days. We're both busy with work and with that 'situation' i had to deal with last night, I'm not sure if I shud be dealing with this too. Anyways, I'll see you later, maybe we might be able to squeeze in the time to deal with this before i have to go off. Till then, XOXOXO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: To the rest of you itching for the next chapter in my life, u just gotta keep waiting. There has been stuff happening in the past month but most, if not all, of it require me to maintain a high level of confidentiality. Something less secret might come up in the next few weeks though. Still i cant make any promises. Till i get a new chapter.... Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-8368038002643904861?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/8368038002643904861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=8368038002643904861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8368038002643904861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8368038002643904861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/07/feeling-alittle-weird.html' title='Feeling alittle weird...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6288313296260566483</id><published>2009-06-05T23:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T01:53:50.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well....I have fans...</title><content type='html'>So...it seems my blog is not as secret as i thought. The past few days many people have been asking me to update my blog as the romantic struggle that Don is facing is so captivating and exciting that ur all begging for more. I personally never thought I'd be much of a romance novel writer, but after some nicer comments, I'm considering the idea. Hahaha... For the sake of my adoring fans, i will try to clarify some of the questions u asked, but I am obligated not to divulge any names at this point in time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note: There has been no debates the past 2 weeks, so that section will be much shorter on this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets get started, debates. Some of the exco members, along with myself, have been facing withdrawal symptoms from lack of debating. Some to the lighter of extent of arguing with classmates &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*cough* Anita&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*cough*&lt;/span&gt; and others to the extent of making speeches to themselves &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;*cough* me *cough*&lt;/span&gt;. Some just aren't feeling the pain :p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself have even started arguing with my friends over the simplest of things cuz i just have that need to debate. Tuesday for example, i started arguing over FPath facts that I did not even need to know for the exams. It was a Tuesday, my mind was going 'I should be debating today... I need to debate today...' I am reaching a point of desperation at which the lack of debating for a mere week is driving me insane. Debating has become so much a part of my life i cant live without it. I even leave sections of my blog posts just to talk about debating. The best joke is, those are normally one of the longest sections, just like the one I'm writing now. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to the studies section. My Term test is officially over today, the papers were relatively reasonable, some harder than others. Overall I expect all passes, but only about 2 As. I guess its due to a lack of effort mainly due to a feeling of contempt. I've been getting this weird feeling of boredom, the concepts are simple to understand. The only difficulty is names and terms, and that really bores me. I need to find a reason to put in effort despite the ease and boredom-inducement of the course and its modules. Hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now...for the first time in months, I have pictures to post...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SilEFot69kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/M-ZxZ2fSOFw/s1600-h/Braces+Are+Off.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SilEFot69kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/M-ZxZ2fSOFw/s320/Braces+Are+Off.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343877296471864898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no...don't worry, Don has not become a camwhore. If u look closely at the picture above, you would notice something very interesting....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SilEj_SYgPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vJvBrAfgBqk/s1600-h/Braces+Are+Off+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SilEj_SYgPI/AAAAAAAAAI4/vJvBrAfgBqk/s320/Braces+Are+Off+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343877817926451442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For those still dumbfounded, and clueless about the point of these pictures.... I FINALLY GOT MY BRACES OFF!!! Remember the date ladies and gentlemen &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5 June 2009&lt;/span&gt;, Don got his braces off. Mwahahahahhahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only sad part, is that with these clean, unbraced teeth, i cant bring myself to consume soft drinks. I just cant bear to see such beauty go to waste just for a meagre sugar rush. So from now on, i shall do my best to only consume milk, fruit juices and dairy products as a source of fluids. These supposedly have the least harm on teeth and thus can allow me to have this awesome cleanliness for years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.... I'm guessing most of you just skipped every other part of this article to get to this section. Shame on you! Doesn't any other part of my life matter? Are you all only interested in my suffering and heartache? Why do i even bother asking? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres the background info for all u adoring fans of my love life. 2 friends, forced to spend time together by factors uncontrolled. A bond was formed, an emotional attachment that soon led to something more. But the two could not be together, for one was already attached. Thus the other waited in silence, hoping for a glimpse of heaven. As the weeks passed, the 2 fell for each other and mere friendship grew into love. A love so strong, that the fact they cant be together brought them to tears. But she had to stay silent, and not leak a word. For if her boyfriend knew, it would crush him so. But twas hard for the 2 friends, the feeling ran deep. The love was spawned that could not be achieved. A feeling so beautiful, comparable to a Disney's happily ever after. But alas, this is reality, and happily ever afters never happen. And so i waited, and waited, and waited... My heart grew heavy with each passing day. The pain was too overbearing, i needed a sedative, and thus turned to alcohol. Drank my pain away, for days on end. Till finally the thought occurred to me, maybe i was not meant to be. Perhaps, this was an illusion of the heart. She seemed to be getting along fine without me. So i made a decision that night, that i was to sacrifice my hopes of having a 'happily ever after' with her, so that i would not be a burden in her mind. Thus freeing us both from the illusion of an unattainable love. This calmed the storms in my mind for the following days, till that fateful day i met her again. The conversation strayed into our 'forbidden' love, with me admitting the desire to abandon that hope as she has already found happiness. Then, her few words hit me like a shotgun, she still has those feelings for me, and apparently i was still lingering in her mind. It brought me back to thinking and living on that one hope, the tiny minuscule hope that i may have my very own 'happily ever after' some day. But the pain is there, the fact that i have to wait. No definite or tangible evidence to lead me on, just the tiny hope, that one day, she will be mine. To have and to hold, to love and cherish, till death do us part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly these past few months are sufficient to write the most heart-wrenching romance novel to date. But the pain of remembering those times, is just too much to bear right now. I need to remain a clear head, so that i may accomplish the tasks and goals i have before me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your still reading my blog, i only have these words left to say. 'We all need something to hope for, something to believe in, a reason to go on in life. To me you are that something, and I will always be here for you. Heaven can wait, cuz i have my very own &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Earth Angel&lt;/span&gt; right here'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Today's post is proof to myself that I am capable of beautiful words, I just need a reason to use them. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Un-Braced,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6288313296260566483?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6288313296260566483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6288313296260566483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6288313296260566483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6288313296260566483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/06/well-welli-have-fans.html' title='Well well....I have fans...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SilEFot69kI/AAAAAAAAAIw/M-ZxZ2fSOFw/s72-c/Braces+Are+Off.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-965258663151938765</id><published>2009-05-20T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T01:00:29.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im turning into Blob... sorta...</title><content type='html'>Yes, sadly i think its true. I've become the blogging maniac blob once was. What else am i supposed to do, i got too much crap going on i need a place to vent. *sigh* sometimes i ask questions here, questions that id like to know the answer to. and sometimes, when i post these questions, i wonder to myself 'would anyone read these questions? and if they do, would they help me to find an answer?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are reading this (im guessing its just the presidents), i think you'd realise by now ive been really messed up lately. Like i said to some of you, im being torn up here. My mind's lost all stake in my decision making, and my heart is torn between 2 places. The love for debating, and the love for 'you'. You asked me last night, 'why cant you have both?' and i couldnt provide a good answer. So give me the chance to answer it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love debating, i really really love it. theres nothing id rahter do with my free time than to go up there and thrash it out for 7 mins. ive come to love this sport, ive come to love every minute of training, every article i read, every speech i make. I think its clearly apparant in these past few weeks more than ever. Seeing myself improve dramatically, widening the gap between us and the freshies. But this is where my mind is blocked. I cant seem to make decisions in a debate as well as i used to. I cant seem to express the confidence and pride that i had at hammers. My mind is in debating, but my heart is not. I gotta find a way to get my heart back here, only then can i do what i love, better than i ever did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just here because it just happened a couple of minutes ago. I passed my mom my lab coat to wash and the first thing she did was smell it. i was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;WHAT THE HELL?!?!??! DONT SMELL MY LAB COAT! I'VE BEEN WORKING WITH CHEMICALS AND BACTERIA FOR WEEKS, MY LAB COAT IS A BIOHAZARD! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say i completely freaked out. But honestly who wouldnt, if you have been spending the last few weeks growing, extracting and testing bacteria with chemicals that are potentially deadly to humans would u like your mom to smell a labcoat which might just have small traces of those bacteria or chemicals from the labs? OBVIOUSLY NOT (in the words of box 'duh')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the 'love letter' section&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe i missed you so much just after 3 days. But hey, its the longest ive been away from you since the past 3-4 months. LOL. I know what u were trying to do the other night, u were trying to convince me not to love you, because u dont want me to feel hurt, as well as u want to remove me as a 'problem'. But i told u, im here forever. please dont consider me a burden, its the last thing i wanna be to you. Look, i have been thinking for the past few days, and i understand that you want me to move on in life, and find someone new. But please understand this, to me, u are the perfect girl, for all the reasons ive already told you, and more. Ive actually tried to convince myself not to love you, its hard to do, i dont want to lie to myself. But if u really want me to, i will keep trying. I saw you with him today, and i heard what ur friends said. Some part of me thinks it might be true, the other part wishes they said that about me. I want to shout out to the world all these feeling i have for you, but yet i have to keep it quiet. i want to show you that we're fated, but yet i want you and him to last. I want to belive that we will end up together eventually, but my faith is damaged when we're apart. I want many things, most of which i cant have. But theres one thing i do have, my love for you. like i said, i can TRY to give you up, but the problem here is that Don doesn't give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can love you forever, i can wait forever, but the problem is i cant live forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: wow, im sounding so emo right now, im scaring myself HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, so on the my question which i talked about earlier.&lt;br /&gt;'At what point does persistence and faith become ignorance and stubbornness?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope u read this post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-965258663151938765?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/965258663151938765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=965258663151938765' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/965258663151938765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/965258663151938765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-turning-into-blob-sorta.html' title='Im turning into Blob... sorta...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6585973264773665127</id><published>2009-05-14T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:42:53.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down, but not out...</title><content type='html'>Seeing as how this post came out so late its pretty obvious how Hammers went... We didnt break, we didnt do as well as expected, but hey...it was a learning experience nonetheless. For those who are curious, the reason me n my team didnt go up immediately after the 4th round was because we all 'brokedown' after that round. My teammate were in tears, i was punching venting out on the walls. in short, it wasnt a pretty sight. But nevertheless, we learnt alot from this tournament, my teammates and i managed to fix all out personal problems in this tournament and all our fears of other institutions are obliterated (new word! hehe). This is a simple fun fact that removed the intimidation of uni teams, "if their in the same room as you, it means ur either as good as, or better than them. Most of the time its the latter" im not really in a mood to talk about debates as much today, so ill leave it at that for now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for akido, they've been asking me to come back and im delaying the offer for another week or 2 till i clear up my schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for school, i had a quiz on monday, didnt study for it but it was easy as hell. I had an assignment that we we're given 2 weeks to do, my group and i finished it in half an hour. I had to speak in front of a lecture theatre regarding 'what would u say to god if you could talk to him', i talked about how god is so creul to put our desires in our faces but make a huge barrier for us to pass to get to it. Like for example how u can meet the perfect girl but she's already attatched* And then i talked about how we should not ask god for materialistic things because god has an ultimate plan for us and some of those materialistic things might not fit in his plan. if he were to give them to us, it would intefere with his plan and it just shows how non-omnipotent his plan is. mwahahaha (sounded so evangilical right there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This part is slowly becomming my favourite part, my so-called mini-love messages that i leave for you. Most of that speech was meant for your benefit, there are obstacles that i must pass before we can be together, and i know it will work because if there is a God, THIS IS his plan. Who or what else can explain the perfection i see before me. I apologise for the mild obsession ive been having for these past few days, its just... i cant stop thinking of you... and im missing you too much. I know its wrong, but it feels so right... i just wanted to spend more time with you, to see your smile, to hear your laughter,  to simply enjoy your presence and company... Im counting the hours till i can see you tomoro... so much i want to say, that i just cant say here... But i do know that i dont need to say those 3 words anymore, because what i feel for you has grown way past what those words can encompass... XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truly Inspired,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6585973264773665127?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6585973264773665127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6585973264773665127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6585973264773665127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6585973264773665127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/05/down-but-not-out.html' title='Down, but not out...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-473339585949424542</id><published>2009-05-08T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T23:36:05.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its miracle time...Hammers is mine......</title><content type='html'>Yes Blob, i thought ud be curious enough to look for this again. So to answer ur question in private, yes i do have a blog, this is my blog and i blog here. I dont want people to know i have a blog because this is sorta private, most people believe my blog to be dead and i like it that way, this is my personal space to rant n i hope u understand that. HAHAHA. By the way, my email is satanic_realm@hotmail.com so u can add me on msn hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a proper note, im going to SMU Hammers tomoro. Its an invervarsity debating competition, which is a chim way of saying its a university tournament. Im expecting to do pretty well there with my team of Anita and Irene. We had a debate against our seniors in front of the juniors today and i think we did pretty alright considering its only my second time going whip in a LOOOONG time. Me and Anita have been matter cramming for the past 3 days, reading The Economist, The Straights Times, The New York Times and every article we got our hands on, as well as prepping possible motions that can come out of those articles. For those of you who are confused at this point, my apologies, apparantly ive been absorbed into debating and no longer have a life outside of it. Basically in a summary, i have a tournament tomoro, we expect to get to the finals, but the minimum we have to do is go to the semi-finals. I believe we can, i had a pep talk with my team and we're all dieing to go kick some university ass. *I found my passion and my heart to debate, coupled with the training ive gotten, I WILL break at Hammers!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akido wise, ive been missing alot of training n ill get back to it soon. That will be the day debating spares me some free time to enjoy some of the simpler things in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physically speaking, im loosing my strength alot cuz i no longer sleep enough, nor do i eat enough or go to the gym anymore. Like i said earlier, my life is absorbed into debating, i no longer have an outside life. So before moving on to the other things in this long awaited post, lets take a moment to mourn the passing of my 6-pac *sobs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes im not doing a section for my school work because u guys would probably not understand anything im doin now, even i dont understand anything im doin now so ill just skip straight to the 'emotional' side of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you close enough to know, and those of you smart enough to guess. i have fallen in love with someone, i really love her, for a million and one reasons, and what warms my heart is that she loves me back. The further complexity of this issue, you'll only know if u ask, *but i may not be inclined to tell* hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Those who went for dinner tonight, keep what happened a secret&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for you if you somehow found my blog, 'I love you, and i always will, you know im sure of this and that nothing in the world can convince me otherwise'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don Fear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-473339585949424542?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/473339585949424542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=473339585949424542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/473339585949424542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/473339585949424542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-miracle-timehammers-is-mine.html' title='Its miracle time...Hammers is mine......'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-1400904665817586098</id><published>2009-04-25T08:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T09:04:25.265+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dear world...</title><content type='html'>What do you do when all the emotions you've been bottling up inside is let out?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when an overload of emotions breaks you down?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the girl that overloaded your emotions is already taken?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when the only time you have hope, everything fails?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when an emotional breakdown is affecting the rest of your life?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when your 'heart of stone' has shattered?&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you can no longer control your emotions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the biggest question of all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you don't have the answers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: He finally broke...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-1400904665817586098?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/1400904665817586098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=1400904665817586098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1400904665817586098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1400904665817586098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/04/dear-world.html' title='Dear world...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-3247798875031151815</id><published>2009-04-09T07:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:02:41.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Small update</title><content type='html'>Wow, it seems so long since i last posted. Been v v v v v v v v busy these past few weeks with boot camp. Its really exhausting the hell outta me. Essays after essays after essays. My brain is on the verge of implosion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets get to the good news first...lets see....ive finally finished the essays so now i have time to spend on myself (yippee). Oh right, the debates had elections for the new exco and im now the vice president of the debates club. (wohoo) It seems like my entire holiday is based on debates. Its either im doin essays, debating, thinking about debates or workin on the cca recruitment drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have no freaking idea how hard it is to organise a formal proposal and budget and layout. Also having to organise manpower, logistics and schedules with only 6 people. (keep in mind that at the time we still had loads of essays to do) It was freaking mind blasting. Ive been seeing my debating peers every day of the week for the past 4 weeks. I can't believe how much time ive dedicated to this damn cca. But hey, its worth it... Theres a tournament in May, SMU Hammers, i went to watch the seniors debate there last year when i jus joined the club. I think its very much possible to win that tournament, considering the fact that I might be put in the same team as some of my stronger seniors, i think its very much possible. I guesss my efforts will be shown there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats my first post in a long time, i might post sooner, i might not, who knows, im random like that... HAHAHAHA. And now for the first time im officially signing off, as the vp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;Don&lt;br /&gt;TP Debates Club&lt;br /&gt;Vice President :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-3247798875031151815?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/3247798875031151815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=3247798875031151815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3247798875031151815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3247798875031151815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2009/04/small-update.html' title='Small update'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-8268422252696060134</id><published>2008-12-14T00:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:57:39.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip back to the hellish past...</title><content type='html'>Well, by this post u guys can probably guess that i screwed up try-outs and as such not going for WUPID. *sighs* oh well, everyone has off days, mine just happened to be on try-outs. if ur reading this post for the monthly update on my life ur at a loss, that will be up earliest after xmas. hopefully wif pics haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the main reason im pissed off is not cuz im not going for WUPID, but cuz of all the memories it brings back. Of during sec sch whilst i was still in judo. To understand this suffering, i need to explain parts of my past, and why i hated it so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally believe that effort should be rewarded. Always have, always will. But sadly, this mindset is no longer the rule of the lands. Humanity has changed and evolved into a species that no longer believes in meritocracy as much as it wants to claim it has. Everything that people do nowadays i always for their own agenda and not for the sake of doing it. Efforts are no longer rewarded and superficial factors such as looks and charm are being commended. As you all shud kno, im not a very social, crowd-loving person. As such, i am one of the many who suffer from this new mindset...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets take a step back into my past, upper sec. Back then, i was still in judo. and trained hard to hopefully get into the national judo tournament. During the end of year holidays. Whilst everyone went on holiday trips overseas, or take up courses in guitar or piano. i was stuck at home doing nothing, so how did i spend my time u ask? gaming and the gym. It was back then when i first started my addiction to training, mainly cuz i was fooled by the ideas that id have a shot at going for nationals. so there i trained and trained and trained, for hours on end, whilst most of the other judokas went on holidays, at training only very few came. Barely a handfull showed up, and most of those who went for last years tournament never came for training. so this went on for months untill the tournament was around the corner, and then everyone came back to try out. And as always, they all got in, leaving me to watch in the side lines. This went on for 4 years 4 FREAKING YEARS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left secondary sch as the only judoka that never went for even 1 tournament. But thats not the best joke, the reason i wasnt chosen was supposedly because 'im too small sized' when another judoka smaller than me gets to go every year. All my juniors got to go n fight while i, even in sec 4, jus came as a supporter. Imagine sec 1s, half ur size going for tournaments while u jus sit n watch. Imagine the torment of leaving school, the only person every to not go for a tournament. So year after year, id be dragged off to watch the tournaments. Having to put on a smile and cheer for those who were fighting. Constantly suppressing the anger and frustration i had inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe no one supported me to go, maybe i wasnt ready, maybe i just sucked. But all that, made me realise, im just too passive. I may have all the capabilities, i may have the will-power, but even with all this built up rage in me, i just cant find the agressiveness to take down anyone in my way to get to where i wanna be. And ultimately, i guess thats what made me loose try-outs. the fact that i wont, cant bring myself to beat my friends for the opportunity to go to WUPID. And that failure last night, jus brought back all the memories of failure from my sec sch judo club. The fear of never going to an international tournament. Which is a reason y i chose akido as my other cca, there are no tournaments. Nothing to fight for, nothing to hope for, and nothing to loose. I simply dont have that x-factor that makes people kill each other for greatness. I may be capable of great things, but ill dont have the drive or the willingness to kill to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, looking at it like a debate, theres Status Quo and Problem...whats the Solution?...ill tell u when i find out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-8268422252696060134?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/8268422252696060134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=8268422252696060134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8268422252696060134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8268422252696060134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/12/trip-back-to-hellish-past.html' title='Trip back to the hellish past...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-3521060569739383889</id><published>2008-11-30T04:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T04:43:54.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random outing (2 wks b4 term test ZOMG)</title><content type='html'>Title : Random Outing&lt;br /&gt;Starring : Don&lt;br /&gt;Co-Starring : Jerry, CK, ZQ, Low&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we had an outing today, met up at safra around 12-ish for pool. At which point everyone accused me of insanity seeing as how it was only 2 weeks till the term test. anyways, we played a couple of hours, then me n jerry got retarded and played the old version of pool...BY HAND, LOL! and so we were throwing the ball across the table, randomly sinking balls. It was one of the most random and retarded games of pool i ever played. Jerry was saddened that he lost to everyone except while playing 'hand-pool' hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then CK left for this piano lessons and we went on to the lan for some dota, needless to say i got pwned several times. and by AI nonetheless, low was so freaking pissed off that we were losing hahaha. oh well, live n learn. then CK came back jus after we finished dota and we played X hero seige. i played the anti-mage, and somehow still died. it was a very sad day for my gaming life. *sobs* but ill get over it XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we wanted to go to minds cafe for some board games but it was closed due to air conditioning problems, so we went to E-hub instead and played board games at nebo. Was damn freaking fun lah. first we played Saboteur, and me n zq we jus screwing everyone over even when we were miners, no one could tell what we were cuz we were not sticking to our roles and jus screwing with the game. Super fun game, gotta play it again next time we go! After that came Citadels, i got screwed at the start cuz everyone was looting my gold and i couldnt build anything. Jerry seemed to have the upper hand at the start, but as the game continued, low seemed to progressed more and kept gettin dam godlike cards. but jus before the game ended, ZQ destroyed low's most valuable district, costing him the game. It ended with ZQ beating me, Jerry and CK by jus 1 pt. GAHH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day concluded with some Superdog dinner. I had my usual 'customised' bacon lovers burgers. Jerry ordered the fish and chips thingy. But then he had a bite of my burger and expressed his 'orgasmic rapture' in an insane addiction for it, he finished his food and rushed to the counter for a burger. Then Low and CK were joking that he was only going to the counter for the 'so-called cute' cashier. and we were pissing on him, about her all the way home. Then low went over to the supermarket for his jolly sandy. apparantly he is addicted and got high on 1 can. I for one did not have enough money to afford getting high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we all went home, and me n low gettin off at our stop, jerry called as he forgot his keys *genius...* so we walked over to loyang point to hang out with him for abit, we went over to EZY Video and watched Get Smart for abit, then walk ard the store looking at nice horror movies. After that we all walked home and i fell asleep, jus woke up an hour ago and recently started typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a damn fun outing, once again proving than ex-east-viewans have a nack of being random, retarded but very fun to hang out with, cheers to us all! I realise now that my bday outings are always with small groups, going to simple places, but making it fun with human insanity, Cheers to another bday outing well spent. (even though its not on the actual date)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-3521060569739383889?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/3521060569739383889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=3521060569739383889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3521060569739383889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3521060569739383889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-outing-2-wks-b4-term-test-zomg.html' title='Random outing (2 wks b4 term test ZOMG)'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-2216939055565762693</id><published>2008-11-02T01:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T02:10:11.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How it has been...</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, guess i really havent blogged in a frickin long time LOL. Guess ill start off with my results for sem 1. I scored a GPA of 2.98, which rlly sux, gotta put in more effort this sem to make up for it. The subjects this sem seem quite easy so far, mostly because i already studied the subjects for this sem during the holidays. hahaha, so yea, MSt2 is a breeze, BMic as well. Cell Bio was alittle confusing at first, its getting easier now. HPI is manageable for now, but its gonna get alot more boring as the weeks go by hahaha. So yea thats pretty much it for my academics =D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the CCAs, i quit archery afew months back, it took up too much of my time, and i could rlly do alot more n better things with my saturdays. Debates has been awesome, i went to SMU IV a couple of weeks back, i was teamed with Box and we did kinda ok, still got a long way to go though. But im getting there, slowly but surely haha. As for akido, what can i say, its been fun, i skipped alot of trainings the past few weeks though, need to make up for that. Im still blue belt, hoping to go for blue-gold eventually. hahaha! hmm. what else can i blog about....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal life...hmm...ive started back my training, should be back to my old standards in a few more weeks. Ive added ankle weights to my normal day trainnig, soon to add wrist weights as well. i tried running without my ankle weights today and the improvement is really noticeable. Will keep increasing the weights every few weeks until i can get like 10kg per limb LOL hahaha. Been doin 150 crunches every night, in sets of 30, increasing that number soon. Ive been doin some handstand push-ups recently, with the wall for support of course. The main trouble with that is that blood rushes to my head too quickly, really messes up my training. the eventual aim is to of course do without wall support, but im still a long way from that haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kno most readers are looking for a section on my love life. I'm not very good at this section so im jus gonna make it short n simple. I was in a relationship with a girl from TP Aikido couple months back. we broke off after about a month cuz we didnt really have time to go out enough. so yea, thats that, i wont be goin into anymore details. On the flipside, in current day, i do have a new eye-candy. i will not specify her name, ill leave that to your imaginations, but i will say that probably none of u know her. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the miscellaneous stuff, im getting a punching bag to put in my old room, thats gonna be fun. i have a new hp, samsung omnia. hmm, im playing with my old digivice i found in a box while cleaning up. i recently purchased the PC game 'Sacred 2' its been fun but the number of side quests is ridiculous. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that ill end of this long ass post, and ... well come back in a month, i might have sumthin to blog about then. Till then, PEACE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-2216939055565762693?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/2216939055565762693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=2216939055565762693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2216939055565762693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2216939055565762693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-it-has-been.html' title='How it has been...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7596387926535395349</id><published>2008-08-31T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:05:40.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Many new things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Since there has been numerous requests for a new post, ill jus post about what happened yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 6am (yes i kno its a holiday) sleepy as a corpse. Took a bus and a train to Eunos to meet Azeemah and Maryam. From there we had a long walk to another bus stop to go to Bukit Timah NUS. hahaha. There was a BP style 'Pro-Ams' tournament and only 4 of the juniors would be selected. We reached there earlier than expected and met Box, Sethu and Patrick. We all went over to the food court to sit n wait for the others. It was quite fun, the guys n i were talking about movies and warefare, the girls were talking about Azeemah's obsession over high-school musical. (which in my opinion is a american version of a hindi movie) So...yea...we went upstairs to wait for them, ate some snacks from the vending machine nearby, blah blah blah. The seniors contacted Aji and told us 3 of the 4 juniors who will b debating. Then we all went into the meeting room to sort out teams for the first round and also to get the registration sorted out. jus before the breifing begin, Blob came over n told me i was teamed with patrick. The first thought in my mind was 'Holy shit! im really gonna be debating!' haha was pretty happy, even though i knew i was still sucky. So yea, we had a 5 mins crash course on how to do BP style debates(since we never done it before). Then off we went for the 3 rounds. i wont bore u guys wif the specifics cuz it was pretty long... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Then after the whole thing was over, we all went over to little india. To a restraunt called Blue Diamon, for briani (or however u spell it). The guys were stunned that i never eated briani and kept praising on about how good the briani there is. I was forced to eat it there since there was no other food options. It was actually pretty good. Though i did need alot of water since me n spicy food dont go too well together. Afterwards the rest of them went to go drinking while Azeemah, Maryam, Blob and I went home. Yes i know its shocking that i turned down alcochol to go home, in my defence, i was tired. hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the way home Maryam complained to Azeemah and Blob about how i keep winning her in arguements of religion. Then they all started on about islam. Long story short, blob ended it by saying 'u cannont prove or disprove any religion'. Which is basically ends any religious arguements. Any arguement to prove or disprove any religion is impossible, neither side will win, and the arguement will drag on forever. Now if only Maryam will realise that the reason she is unable to argue wif me about religion because she doesnt know enough about her own, and not because i love to disprove religions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So.....yea.....i guess thats long enough to be a post...in summary, i tried 3 new things (bp-style debate, a debate tournament, briani), i learnt that i have alot to improve on in debating, briani is good, and that religious arguements are annoying when the person ur argueing with does not know enough about his/her religion and yet keeps trying to argue about it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7596387926535395349?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7596387926535395349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7596387926535395349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7596387926535395349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7596387926535395349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/08/many-new-things.html' title='Many new things'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6976607674997566109</id><published>2008-07-11T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:14:13.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wEiRd dAy</title><content type='html'>Ok today was really weird. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3 rlly weird shit happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, all involving 'involuntary muscle contraction' hahahaha see HAP is useful LOL. Ok 1st was during Bchem lec today, as u all kno i have a nasty habbit of sleeping in lectures. Today it was taken to the extreme, I was leaning on the table-thing in the LT and like about to fall asleep. For some reason i snapped awake and my arms flung forward throwing my notes and pen on the girl in front of me. So there i was apologising and getin my stuff back, while Cliff was laughing is ass of at what jus happened. I believe this incident can be explained by HAP involving sliding filament theory and reflex reaction. *snores* hahaha ok i need to cut down on HAP. On to weird act numero duo, it was during OC lecture...i think. cant really rmb since i sleep in every lecture. HAHAHAH!!! ok so i was dozing off, i mean really fall asleep in my chair, kind of dozing off. And the cher flashed some questions on to the screen. I opened my eyes for a split second to have a look and tried to answer. I ended up falling back to sleep, while thinking of the answer. Then i gave a shock to Cliff and Shuby by waking up saying '&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BENZENE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'. Once again i was trying to figure out what happened while Cliff was laughing his ass off....again.... hahaha. The 3rd thing was not rlly involuntary it was more of a impulsive gesture. hahaha during the break, Wayne n Cliff pointed at a ... not so good looking  girl.... and said her skin colour was same as Shuby. I saw who they were looking at and turn back at them with a rather epic '&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WTF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;' look on my face hahahahha.... HEY! Y was cliff there everytime i  did weird stuff?!?!?! I think its his fault, he must have some weirdness arua or smth... Note to self: must not sit next to cliff during lecture again, his Aura is too strong!!!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is here, time to finally get some sleep and maybe solve this lack of sleep thing ive been having... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6976607674997566109?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6976607674997566109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6976607674997566109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6976607674997566109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6976607674997566109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/07/weird-day.html' title='wEiRd dAy'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6609217611789747231</id><published>2008-07-09T23:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:11:43.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CCA accomlpishment</title><content type='html'>Ok, this post is gonna be alittle egotistical. But these things are jus too gd to pass up writing about. hahaha Ok so lets start in chronological order. Last week, at aikido training, the seniors picked 20 juniors out of a pool of 50 to go for the test for our next rank. Yippie i got in the 20 and at the end of the month, specifically 26th july, ill be going for my grading(test) to get my new belt(rank). hahaha I feel so full of myself, this is a real big moral booster. HAHAHAHA. OK!, now on to the second part of this post, as i've said several times, we need to hit 7 mins of arguementation in debates to be even considered for inerpolys. Well i have awesome news, today we had 2 debates with different teams. On both occasions my team managed to win and i managed to pass 7 mins by quite abit. The best was the second debate cuz my team and i were all sitting outside waiting for the decision to be made. When we were called in and they told us we won we all went 'WHAT THE???? HOW???' that was like super hilarious even the adjudicators laughed at our expression. hahahha. So anyways, after debates i stuck ard to ask the adjudicators for some feedback on my debates. For both debates i had the same problem of 'Speaking without emotion' and my structure needs abit more work. Both of which i plan to work on intensively so that i can get my speech as 'proper' as possible by monday's training. My target for monday is to hit 7 mins of arguementative speech and for my speech to have emotion. I CAN DO IT!!! WOOOO!!!! well on a closing statement, i guess 'yay to me for doing reasonably well in my ccas' YAY!!! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6609217611789747231?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6609217611789747231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6609217611789747231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6609217611789747231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6609217611789747231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/07/cca-accomlpishment.html' title='CCA accomlpishment'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-8294398670565371153</id><published>2008-06-08T16:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T16:53:02.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10km marathon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hey guys, been long since i posted haha. Been looking for smth to blog abt but nth interesting, i guess this is might make for a good post haha. Well, today at abt 8.45am i completed a 10km marathon at ecp. The event was hosted by Saucony, 100plus and passion. Was a nice event, the atmosphere was full of hype. When the 10km was about to start, everyone gathered at the starting point, but when the horn went off, i had to start off walking cuz so much crowd. haha when i look infront can see alot of chiongsters sprint off liao haha, sadly abt 1/4 of them i overtake at half point. LOL they chiong so fast burn out early hahahahaha. Well along the race i kena 2 dam sway things. ard the 4km mark, i stop to tie my shoelace, then this big amg mo guy run into me. i was like WTF lol?!?! then at one of the water points they were giving out cups of 100plus. i took one and drink abit. then this girl run past, hit my arm causing the 100plus to splash in my face. for those of u who never kena 100plus in the face, after like 4km of running and sweat all over ur face, it hurts like fucking hell!!!! haha but managed to finish, now legs weak, whole body exhausted and probly gonna stay away from sports the next couple of days to recover. oh and there is another marathon at the end of the year, im hoping to get enough training between now and then to go for the 21km run. anyone wana run wif me? hahahaha well here are some pics that i took after i gt home (it was too crowded to take any nice pics thr)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209430001786162066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SEuc_GK6C5I/AAAAAAAAACo/G3lq-6AoYCM/s320/My+number+tag.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My number tag =) (plz dun go buy 4-D after seeing this, thats jus sad)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209430032433785202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SEudA4V3qXI/AAAAAAAAACw/NiAN3nKIlNo/s320/10km+marathon+medal.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;My Medal =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209430058971271858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SEudCbM5krI/AAAAAAAAAC4/C_B3sYoEcO8/s320/10km+marathon+medal+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The other side of My Medal =) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-8294398670565371153?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/8294398670565371153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=8294398670565371153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8294398670565371153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/8294398670565371153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/06/10km-marathon.html' title='10km marathon'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SEuc_GK6C5I/AAAAAAAAACo/G3lq-6AoYCM/s72-c/My+number+tag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6787669620160929102</id><published>2008-05-15T02:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T02:11:52.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Syai's quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Well, i was looking ard at blogs and i saw syai posted abt this quiz so for the fun of it i tot id try and post my results, so yea here it is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very serious about relationships and aren't interested in wasting time with people you don't really like. If you meet the right person, you will fall deeply and beautifully in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your views on education:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right job for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you view success:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are concerned about your image and the way others see you. This means that you try very hard to be accepted by other people. It's time for you to believe in who you are, not what you wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are full of energy and confidence. You are unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I was like OMG its like so freakin true....i was stunned that they could come up with such accurate results from such a small quiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6787669620160929102?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6787669620160929102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6787669620160929102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6787669620160929102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6787669620160929102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/05/syais-quiz.html' title='Syai&apos;s quiz'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-3643138736641264272</id><published>2008-05-15T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T01:55:23.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More pics, debate training</title><content type='html'>Hi guys, its been quite busy lately so i havent had time to update my blog regularly. Alot of work and not enough time to sleep, that pretty much explains why im asleep in most of our classes. hahaha. well im sorry that these pics are outdated but its all i got for now... enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjnQbs_JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oCoMemzw8wk/s1600-h/moto_0140.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200289352062401682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjnQbs_JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oCoMemzw8wk/s320/moto_0140.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I have no idea how this pic looks so clear, this was after a long day at sch and we had our usual at design hahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjoQbs_KI/AAAAAAAAACY/PWEJzxrfP08/s1600-h/moto_0144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200289369242270882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjoQbs_KI/AAAAAAAAACY/PWEJzxrfP08/s320/moto_0144.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well, i guess u guys remember this pic, the background was so bright we all looked like indians....(jus a joke) well i tried my best to make it visible but this is as gd as i can get it..... sry...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;___________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ok, this next section is the only recent thing that happened. and it explains why im blogging so late. ahhahaha. well today was debate training again 6-9pm some might say its damn late but i think its worth the time cuz its damn fun and very interesting, today we all made public speeches and many ppl revealed their deep secrets. well, in short , ill never look at some ppl the same again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After debate we all went to eat dinner at a nearby foodcourt. dinner was ok lah....to me if i eat and dun vomit its gd....haha well after dinner wanted to walk to tm but 'someone' made all of us go take bus. then we decided its time we take a group pic so...yea...that explains the pic. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200289373537238194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjogbs_LI/AAAAAAAAACg/DrHdYFPXoi0/s320/The+Debaters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;well that brings me to the only thing that made today annoying. went on the bus, tap my ez-link card it says not valid. so i jus used coins, when got to interchange i checked my ez-link at the MRT station. and the biggest load of bullshit happen, $20 left in my card but the card no longer valid. actually i can get the money back but i have to give away my sec sch ez-link. but i jus dun wana loose it, got such sentimental value *sob sob* (and my dumb ass hair cut) hahaha....so yea....lost 20 bucks....that was the worst thing happen today...but the pros outweigh the cons hahahaha. well its time i go sleep so....yea....rmb to tag....then get out...haha jk jk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-3643138736641264272?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/3643138736641264272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=3643138736641264272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3643138736641264272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3643138736641264272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-pics-debate-training.html' title='More pics, debate training'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCsjnQbs_JI/AAAAAAAAACQ/oCoMemzw8wk/s72-c/moto_0140.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-648755740146050680</id><published>2008-05-11T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T18:39:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SLFC haha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfAbs_AI/AAAAAAAAABM/x0ved-Y23Po/s1600-h/SLFC.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199063254863510530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfAbs_AI/AAAAAAAAABM/x0ved-Y23Po/s320/SLFC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SLFC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Top: SMJ, GM, PB&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mid: BMW, CMS, EK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bottom: me XD ahhaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(If u wana kno what those nicknames mean go ask syai)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfAbs_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/Mz9NmaR5C6I/s1600-h/SLFC+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199063254863510546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfAbs_BI/AAAAAAAAABU/Mz9NmaR5C6I/s320/SLFC+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SLFC.....again.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfQbs_CI/AAAAAAAAABc/mRbe92EyHa0/s1600-h/SLFC+Lab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199063259158477858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfQbs_CI/AAAAAAAAABc/mRbe92EyHa0/s320/SLFC+Lab.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLFC in lab (guest starring Lloyd and SOCK LENG!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfgbs_DI/AAAAAAAAABk/MM8n0IAvCwM/s1600-h/SLFC+Truth+or+Dare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199063263453445170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfgbs_DI/AAAAAAAAABk/MM8n0IAvCwM/s320/SLFC+Truth+or+Dare.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SLFC after truth or dare haha guests Nana, Yenny &amp;amp; SOCK LENG!!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lol its been so long since i last posted, wasup everyone, hope ur all doin well. Its been great in poly made loads of new frens, my class all very bonded together(but the girls still abit racist) hahaha. These are some random pics from truth or dare games and classes. All msut take note, Truth or Dare is THE BEST ice breaker game AHAHAHA, especially wif ppl like SMJ. My class guys all very united since the orientation. We formed a gang SLFC, but now changed to Clique 7. (will post pic of our logo as soon as i scan it in =P)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So...yea.....err.....I joined 2 ccas so far, which means my timetable packed like hell. but its ok, get to meet more ppl from other schools get to be more socialable hahaha will keep this blog updated wif pics, anytime anywhr anyhow... hahaha....BTW anyone who has classes starting late on mondays are welcome to join the CLique 7 for our PT classes haha....9am at the tracks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Well thats all im gonna say for now....ill keep this blog more updated, since thr r so many events to post about hahahah. 3 cheers for random outings! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-648755740146050680?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/648755740146050680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=648755740146050680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/648755740146050680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/648755740146050680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/05/slfc-haha.html' title='SLFC haha'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/SCbIfAbs_AI/AAAAAAAAABM/x0ved-Y23Po/s72-c/SLFC.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7332150871380998012</id><published>2008-02-17T22:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T23:51:22.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Sword</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, guess wat? Today, i got my first sword. Its so cool...hahas... No one really NEEDS a sword... true...but its just nice to have. Due to several requests i decided to posts pics up here for u all to see... Its carbon steel, battle-ready, handle is real ray-skin leather. The sad truth is that most of u have no idea what those things mean... &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169444012762633026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R72N8NL8k0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/o5zaFhOtvUw/s320/moto_0059.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169449849623188306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R72TP9L8k1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/PebwH2aij2Y/s320/moto_0061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169459448875094898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R72b-tL8k3I/AAAAAAAAABE/56VmwJy5HMg/s320/moto_0068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7332150871380998012?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7332150871380998012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7332150871380998012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7332150871380998012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7332150871380998012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/02/hey-guys-guess-wat-today-i-got-my-first.html' title='My Sword'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R72N8NL8k0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/o5zaFhOtvUw/s72-c/moto_0059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-2740896800063730773</id><published>2008-02-17T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T22:31:45.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O lvl results</title><content type='html'>Well, this is kinda old but i jus rmb i forgot to post this up, i scored L1R4-13 L1R5-19. Still waiting for postings....damn....MOE is slow....hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-2740896800063730773?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/2740896800063730773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=2740896800063730773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2740896800063730773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2740896800063730773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-lvl-results.html' title='O lvl results'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6576809936900988184</id><published>2007-12-25T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T02:27:10.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Xmas Present</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey guys! This is my first post wif pics! Well first and foremost, Merry Christmas to all. Christmas is here and I've bought myself a nice little gift. A new pool cue! Its graphite, a little heavier than normal cues but it plays fantasticly and looks so awesome...well...to me at least!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147605241131445170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R2_3sZGUK7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fel7axJ12Xw/s320/Harley+Davidson+Cue+Full.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And here it is...my new pool cue/X'mas present! Looks so awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147603441540148098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R2_2DpGUK4I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Wp-DfeXx6f0/s320/Harley+Davidson+Cue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A closer look at it. See, its jointed at the middle so its easier to carry around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147604120144980882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R2_2rJGUK5I/AAAAAAAAAAU/yxMVrUazq7w/s320/Harley+Davidson+Cue+Design.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's a closer look at the design, cool isn't it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147604571116546978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R2_3FZGUK6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/N0KORp3pqZQ/s320/Harley+Davidson+Cue+Symbol.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Here's a closer look at the symbol....thats right...its a Harley Davidson! You can almost hear the engine roaring right now! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...thts all for now, sry if the pics suk, I took them wif my hp so quality not th gd T.T Oh well... Tag some comments plz! If ur goin out for pool dun forget to call me so i can use this hot rod!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6576809936900988184?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6576809936900988184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6576809936900988184' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6576809936900988184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6576809936900988184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-xmas-present.html' title='My Xmas Present'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iepaUhmYk20/R2_3sZGUK7I/AAAAAAAAAAk/fel7axJ12Xw/s72-c/Harley+Davidson+Cue+Full.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6726726656784425754</id><published>2007-12-18T01:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T01:47:47.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So far...</title><content type='html'>Wow! cant believe its been so long since sch closed... Im alive and well for all who care, and those who dont...well...too bad XD   woah, so whr do i begin...lots of ppl gt jobs now, including me haha. Im at cineliesure 2nd floor, The Gift Galleries, if u wana find me. I only work 3-4 days a week and not on weekends though so dont go thr everyday trying to find me. i know u wont =).The preplanned celebrations gt all fked up cuz last minute alot back out..damn them..hahaha christmas is in a week!!! almost forgot tht O.O wonder if anyone will celebrate or go to work? Hard to say ... all u freaks workin so much barely anyone to slack wif ... and those who can slack out of $ &gt;.&lt; D'oh!!! On the upside, im a free man now...those of u who kno me shud understand wat im talking about wohooo finally!! Been playing pool at safra alot...practically the only celebrating ive been doin...(awww) =p Planning to take guitar lessons soon, wana see if i have any musical abilities whatsoever ... hope i do ... then i can rock out loud!!! hehehe My parents made me a deal, if i go for PROPER lessons at a music school instead of learning from one of my frens, they'll buy me an electric guitar when i complete the lessons. wohoo!! anyone wana go for lessons wif me? I kinda ps go alone =x well thats about it...go on...get outta here&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6726726656784425754?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6726726656784425754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6726726656784425754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6726726656784425754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6726726656784425754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-far.html' title='So far...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-1234058325511752424</id><published>2007-11-28T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:42:24.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Realisation</title><content type='html'>Its been long since i posted....i guess. Prom was fun, I learnt i look good in a suit. Now that its over, and we've all dissappeared down seperate roads.....im starting to miss everyone. The dumb stunts we pulled, the endless yelling from teachers, and all the jokes we shared. Over the short few weeks that have passed, I spent alot of time thinking, wat am i doin? whr am i gonna be? what to i want? strange questions that i always thought were too mature for me to be bothered with. And i realised, maturing isnt a boring future draining life with its endless questions. It brought me a sense of comfort, a feeling that everything is alright. After thinking through everything tht happened during the past 4 years, and i mean everything. I realise some things were stupid to have done. Like obsession over sum1(u all know who), frequent violence from stress and the often out burst for attention. These holidays were meant for us as a break. But i think there is a deeper meaning for it to be so long. Its to drive us so far into boredem that we start thinking about life, about the problems we have faces, about the problems we are goin to face. Its to give us time to mature and improve ourselves. Well... thats my point of view....wats urs?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-1234058325511752424?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/1234058325511752424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=1234058325511752424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1234058325511752424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1234058325511752424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/11/realisation.html' title='Realisation'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-1664767484590565530</id><published>2007-11-06T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T22:07:29.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-1664767484590565530?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/1664767484590565530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=1664767484590565530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1664767484590565530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/1664767484590565530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7895141027163113637</id><published>2007-10-08T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T19:27:54.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Creative writing haha</title><content type='html'>This story is based on the last few weeks before the Olvls....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I looked across the bloodied battlefield, i thought to myself, this will end soon. The war we have been fighting is finally comming to a close. With just weeks left, the desperation in everyone's eyes is unnerving. It was midday, no news from the scouts. The enemy seemed to have granted us a momentary peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sat down around a campfire and gobbled up our rations for the day. I stared at my new battle scars from the night before with satisfction that i had done my duty. The men were in a particularly good mood, laughing and joking, seemingly forgeting the importance of this war. I was not bothered with their conversations, I was lost in my mind. Pondering the insanity of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staring across the base, i noticed a chaos marine, holding up a scroll of biologial weapon designs. I approached him and requested to borrow his scroll for future use in the war. He agreed and allowed me to keep the scroll for awhile. These designs and formulas will improve our chances for victory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As night drew near, a glimpse of smoke was seen in the horizon. "Sleep well legion! For tomorrow, we fight!" bellowed a faint voice from the warp. The legion cheered with pride. The final battle had started, wether we were ready, or not...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7895141027163113637?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7895141027163113637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7895141027163113637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7895141027163113637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7895141027163113637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/10/from-now-on-for-some-of-my-posts-i-will.html' title='Creative writing haha'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-947344852267711687</id><published>2007-10-05T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T17:22:12.927+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alot of thinking today...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I thought about u today....for once in a long time i felt whole.....i felt like everything i wanted was right there. I realised all my training n studying was meaningless wifout u. But i feel like i dont know u anymore, i guess...i never did. Seeing you spend so much time studying wif him was so torturous. I wish it was me there instead of him. When i think of u, im reminded how great my life could be with you but then, reality hits n i feel worse that im not with you. I guess the only way for me to live in content is to forget u. But i dont want to! I never will! Everyday i see ur smile n I'm convinced I'd suffer a eternity of torment to spend a lifetime with you. Yet u constantly look at me with such hatred and anger. I'm afraid to even talk to u now. I dont know what to do anymore. I'm not sure wats important anymore. Please! Please!!!! Explain this situation to me, its breaking my heart when u act this way.....T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-947344852267711687?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/947344852267711687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=947344852267711687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/947344852267711687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/947344852267711687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/10/alot-of-thinking-today.html' title='Alot of thinking today...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7896750440726886470</id><published>2007-09-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:28:35.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing A Theory</title><content type='html'>I have a theory, my recent exhaustion from lack of sleep(to study) could be due to lack of exercise and my failure to keep myself in peak condition. As such, I will be testing this theory for the following week by training after school before the night classes. If I am right, my attention span, concentration and efficiency should increase noticeably, thus allowing me to survive with less sleep. Hopefully, this modification to my current schedule will allow me to accomplish more work during the limited amount of time we have left. I am posting this as an invitation to those of you who are interested to test this theory with me. I hope i won't have to do this alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final Words:&lt;br /&gt;Its the last 3 weeks men,&lt;br /&gt;We must mug till the last paper is done!&lt;br /&gt;Leave no practise paper unfinished!&lt;br /&gt;Leave no notes unchecked!&lt;br /&gt;Leave no textbook unread!&lt;br /&gt;We WILL score As, or die trying!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I get a HELL YEA???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7896750440726886470?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7896750440726886470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7896750440726886470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7896750440726886470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7896750440726886470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/09/testing-theory.html' title='Testing A Theory'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7165147823257224587</id><published>2007-09-03T14:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T15:03:01.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Result from a phsycological test...</title><content type='html'>Your inner soul is calling for help! Everyday you wonder why you are still here when there is nothing left. You use to once be a happy, loving soul, but it was damaged by 'them' and seems like it never can be fixed again. You've been hurt, abused, and damned far too much for you to handle it all anymore! No one understands you because theyre too scared to get to know you! You want to finally give up; just escape and rid of all your pain. You want people to understand, you want comfort... You tend to bottle up all of your emotions and problems, hoping that theyll all go away But you long to reach out and tell that one special person all of your feelings and troubles! But you never seem to have that person to talk to, or they just dont seem to want to hear you! You like expressing yourself in many ways; whether it be through your emotions, words, art, or even physically. You also enjoy nice quiet sceneries that just dazzle your mind with awe. You want a normal and happy life. You always feel this sense of loneliness clouding over your head, though surrounded by several people. None of them know you; you feel as though no one can relate to you. You want understanding, you want that friend, and you want that perfect life! Your sanctuary would probably be any place where you can be alone and hide out, such as your bedroom... You may be tough at times and try to prevent yourself from crying on the outside.... But your heart is always crying on the inside... &lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thts y i seem to be emo....lol O.o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7165147823257224587?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7165147823257224587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7165147823257224587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7165147823257224587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7165147823257224587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/09/result-from-phsycological-test.html' title='Result from a phsycological test...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-7123384701821462310</id><published>2007-06-04T18:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:32:36.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Few Dumb Tests</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.humanforsale.com" title="How much am I worth?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.humanforsale.com/images/stamps/2224.gif" width=165 height=68 border=0 alt="How much are you worth?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.am-i-dumb.com" title="How smart am I?"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.am-i-dumb.com/images/stamps/73.gif" width=200 height=100 border=0 alt="How smart are you?"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-7123384701821462310?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/7123384701821462310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=7123384701821462310' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7123384701821462310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/7123384701821462310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/06/few-dumb-tests.html' title='A Few Dumb Tests'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6214665198982911801</id><published>2007-05-25T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T21:43:56.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miracles can happen</title><content type='html'>After 8 years of failure, countless attempts by tutors and numerous testing. I finally passed a chinese compo on 23 May 07. Miracles do come true! 0.o' For the past week, I've been in school studying chinese 8am till 5-6pm. The weekend has come and its time for my rest. But monday, it will be time to put all ive learnt to the test. 'O' lvls test to be exact. I BELIEVE I WILL PASS!!!(i hope) lol. Monday Parent Teacher Conference(PTC). I am relieved to know that i won't have to see principal. I just have to see form teacher. If it goes well, and by well I mean I don't get into any trouble, I'll be getting Guitar Hero 2 that very week! WAHAHAHAHA!!! Sorry neighbours, your not gonna sleep in silence anymore. This past week I've been running on 4-6 hrs of sleep and lots of panadol. Recently, I've learnt panadol causes more oxygen to flow to your brain thus relieving headaches(and make u kinda high and hyper). Darryl threatened to call the police on my for drug abusing panadol. WTF? Can you really get arrested for taking too much panadol? lol To sum this week up, old news came back for a couple of days and died off. Something new came up but no one knew what it was about so it died instantly. Miracles happened, traumas happened. Boredem -&gt;happiness -&gt;sleepy -&gt;high -&gt;stunned -&gt;sleepy -&gt;sleep :p Won't be posting for awhile so before i take my leave... Good luck to all my fellow 4E/5N in the MT exam on monday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS:Tan Lao Shi told us to burn our MT books after the test. So lets go with that idea...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6214665198982911801?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6214665198982911801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6214665198982911801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6214665198982911801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6214665198982911801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/05/miracles-can-happen.html' title='Miracles can happen'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6218931818539973652</id><published>2007-05-17T16:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T17:42:02.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tragedies...</title><content type='html'>I got back results from SA1. I failed horribly. This is the first time i ever failed so many subjects. Now my parents are supposed to go for PTC and have to see the principle. I'm like WTF? Like the principle even knows me? Mr Kiong also won't help me. Damn him and his "If have to see principle, its out of my hands can't do anything abt it." However if i can convince my parents not to go the school will just call. Not sure which is my better option now... parents go to sch? or principle call up my parents?.... Also, 'Guitar Hero 2' jus came out. And cause my exam results are bad, I can't get it. ARGH!!!! Next week every school lesson is chinese. If you know me, you'd understand how torturing that is to me. 1st week of the june holiday still have to go to school somemore. GAHHH!!!! Adding to the trauma, I'm gonna spend the june holidays going through every subject. Looking forward to july, All the horror will be over by july. I would have finished all my revision and can take it a little easier for awhile. For now...hell, hell and more hell. Obviously in a bad mood so dun push me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6218931818539973652?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6218931818539973652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6218931818539973652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6218931818539973652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6218931818539973652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/05/tragedies.html' title='Tragedies...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-3423453697419948063</id><published>2007-04-24T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:56:30.028+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sry about blocking the sidebar with these 2 vids. I dunno how to edit this. HAHAHA!!! U can pause them by placing ur mouse over it and select pause(for those morons who don't know) :p. Well, days are gettin worse n worse. So much shit in stored for the following weeks. No soccer ball=no soccer :( CSM are also so dam hard to find. Have to wait till next week till its in stock(i hope). I know there is very little time before 'O' lvls n i should start studying. So i set a target, have every thing memorised b4 prelims. Logic being if i pwn prelims 'O' lvls should be easy. Mugging is the way of life! HAHA! Basically the only reason i typing this post is to puch the vids down so they dun block the sidebar. Dumb move but it seems to work quite well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a primary sch song tht should puch the vids low enough:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joy to the world if (insert name of choice) was dead,&lt;br /&gt;We'll barbeque his head.&lt;br /&gt;And what about the body,&lt;br /&gt;We'll shove it down the potty&lt;br /&gt;Round and round it goes like a spinning torpedo.&lt;br /&gt;And what about his toes,&lt;br /&gt;We'll jus shove it up his nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to extreme bordem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-3423453697419948063?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/3423453697419948063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=3423453697419948063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3423453697419948063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/3423453697419948063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/04/sry-about-blocking-sidebar-with-these-2.html' title=''/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-2788690772975214745</id><published>2007-04-24T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T19:15:18.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bohemian Rapshody</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funnyjunk.com"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="460" height="345" align="middle"&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.funnyjunk.com/flashplayer/video.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;  &lt;param name="FlashVars" value="url=http://newmedia.funnyjunk.com/movies/Bohemian_Rapshody.flv" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.funnyjunk.com/flashplayer/video.swf" width="460" height="345" align="middle" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="url=http://newmedia.funnyjunk.com/movies/Bohemian_Rapshody.flv" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Funny Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-2788690772975214745?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/2788690772975214745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=2788690772975214745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2788690772975214745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/2788690772975214745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/04/bohemian-rapshody.html' title='Bohemian Rapshody'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6307767442304841796</id><published>2007-04-23T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:42:09.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Death all around me</title><content type='html'>Yea....Jus started blogging again....this is a sure sign of desperation. Well what can i say? Exams this friday, 'O' lvl mt 2 weeks after SA1 over, haiz.... Why do i even bother... Doubt any of u guys wanna hear abt my probs....oh well. Feeling kinda lost these days, dun seem to be any purpose in living anymore. Seeing ppl ard my age...dieing so often....kinda makes me wonder if i shud do the same... I guess i shud try 'O' lvls before i kill myself. At least that would give me a better reason for death. Hope  u guys enjoy the vid i posted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6307767442304841796?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6307767442304841796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6307767442304841796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6307767442304841796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6307767442304841796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/04/death-all-around-me.html' title='Death all around me'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-6574584763571512865</id><published>2007-04-23T19:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T19:29:27.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugar we're going down swinging</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funnyjunk.com"&gt;&lt;object classid="clsid:d27cdb6e-ae6d-11cf-96b8-444553540000" codebase="http://fpdownload.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=8,0,0,0" width="460" height="345" align="middle"&gt;    &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.funnyjunk.com/flashplayer/video.swf" /&gt;  &lt;param name="quality" value="high" /&gt;  &lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#ffffff" /&gt;  &lt;param name="FlashVars" value="url=http://newmedia.funnyjunk.com/movies/Sugar_Were_Goin_Down_Acid.flv" /&gt;  &lt;param name="menu" value="false" /&gt;  &lt;embed src="http://www.funnyjunk.com/flashplayer/video.swf" width="460" height="345" align="middle" quality="high" bgcolor="#ffffff" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="url=http://newmedia.funnyjunk.com/movies/Sugar_Were_Goin_Down_Acid.flv" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;BR&gt;Funny Videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-6574584763571512865?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/6574584763571512865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=6574584763571512865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6574584763571512865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/6574584763571512865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2007/04/sugar-were-going-down-swinging.html' title='Sugar we&apos;re going down swinging'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-116662592650106037</id><published>2006-12-20T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:45:26.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn! its been long since i posted huh? Well sorry to dissapoint u but im still alive. Christmas is comming up and everyone is starting to grind through their hw, tht leaves me with no one to slack wif. Havent started on my hw so im pretty much screwed. Got last 2 weeks to attempt to finish it haha. CCA fair is this friday afternoon hope u guys come check out the fked up skit for the judo performance. Seriously, wifout anyone doin Tomo Nage on Han Boon the skit isnt as nice anymore. Haha! BTW Ben next time u might wanna prepare a chalet more thoroughly next time. I wouldnt say it suked but the fun died too fast for it to be...well...fun? Haha. lol so many things happen these past few mths i cant decide wat to post. Anyone wanna go watch a movie at Vivo? I heard the chairs are damn nice like sofa liddat n the sound system isnt fked up like CS. Mitch hope ur parents let u go movie next friday vry sian leh no one to go movie wif. Guys 9Dragons is launching open beta at the end of the week so i hope to see some of u online. Its freakin boring alone on closed beta. Oh yea! I found out wat happened to Ashneil. He is now studying in India or sumtin. He says he'll be back next year to visit us lol. Enjoy the rest of ur holidays guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-116662592650106037?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/116662592650106037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=116662592650106037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/116662592650106037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/116662592650106037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/12/damn-its-been-long-since-i-posted-huh.html' title=''/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-115926185113674291</id><published>2006-09-26T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T17:10:51.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling high</title><content type='html'>Exams in 3 days n i still got time to post on my blog? ROFL! Hope u all studied hard, i know i didnt. Gd luck to u all... 1 fail all fail, die as one! Haha! Sry about this crap im jus feeling vry high. 1 thing to look forwards to...4 WEEKS TO FREEDOM!!!! WHOOPTEDOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-115926185113674291?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/115926185113674291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=115926185113674291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115926185113674291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115926185113674291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/09/feeling-high.html' title='Feeling high'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-115658914013196633</id><published>2006-08-26T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:45:40.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday at home</title><content type='html'>HaHa! Spent the whole day at home... I realised something interesting, there really isn't that much food here!!! Basically played loud music till i got bored then ransacked my house for food. Note to self:Do not stay at home on weekends. On a more important note...guys...we have a new soccer ball :p err...right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-115658914013196633?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/115658914013196633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=115658914013196633' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115658914013196633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115658914013196633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/08/saturday-at-home.html' title='Saturday at home'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-115581815754815396</id><published>2006-08-17T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T20:35:57.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10 days...</title><content type='html'>HAHA! Its been 10 days since ive gone to sch this mc thing is great. Doctor said i have a really bad throat infecton and a blood test revealed a virus in my blood. It was so cool, u shud have seen the amount of blood he took. The only downside seems to be it hurts like hell to swallow anything right now. Damn its getting boring alone at home, nth to do except sit and wait till night then sleep. I also made i great discovery! I found out why we go to sch in the morning and not the afternoon. THE CARTOONS IN THE MORNING SUCK!!! Its like watching freaking idiots. I might be comming back to sch tmr if im feeling btr, otherwise ill be back on monday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-115581815754815396?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/115581815754815396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=115581815754815396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115581815754815396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115581815754815396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/08/10-days.html' title='10 days...'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-115504615704867808</id><published>2006-08-08T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T22:09:17.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Wanna Suicide</title><content type='html'>This is really sickenning me... My whole family got prob, sch oso got probs... My parents oso dun wan let me settle my problems myself, they think jus cause they older they kno how to solve my problems... Pressuring me to find out why im so damn pissed off...Do I ****ing need to tell them?!?! Tese days wif so many damn 'important' things goin on... somemore teachers threatening to call up my parents and making things worse... I seriously cant wait for NS, 2½ yars of isolation from the world... It seems like only 1 thing to live for in my life... But tht oso givin me headache... Keep your eyes on the newspapers...the next suicide might jus be me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-115504615704867808?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/115504615704867808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=115504615704867808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115504615704867808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115504615704867808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-suicide.html' title='I Wanna Suicide'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22075654.post-115479318283211721</id><published>2006-08-05T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:53:02.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborn</title><content type='html'>I decided that my previous posts were full of bullshit so i redoing this damn thing. Plans 4 the comming week:&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - Thon Xbox 360&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - Thon Movie&lt;br /&gt;Free on all other days of the week so plz help me find stuff to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22075654-115479318283211721?l=4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/feeds/115479318283211721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22075654&amp;postID=115479318283211721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115479318283211721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22075654/posts/default/115479318283211721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://4ever-a-kid.blogspot.com/2006/08/reborn.html' title='Reborn'/><author><name>DRW</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
