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for a change, i'd open up instead of bottling all my feelings inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as foreseen, both papers were a killer and they were horribly done.&lt;br /&gt;espcially A maths, which my instincts told me there and then that i was gonna fail.&lt;br /&gt;and a lecture by mr ganesan right after the paper&lt;br /&gt;confirmed my suspicion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the little things of today made it worse.&lt;br /&gt;like the stupid bus driver who made such a hassle over my bus fare&lt;br /&gt;and wanted to inspect my ez-link card to make sure i was a student,&lt;br /&gt;just in case i stole the uniform.&lt;br /&gt;that may sound absurd but that was exactly what he said.&lt;br /&gt;"The uniform anyone also can wear one"&lt;br /&gt;that's bloody dumb cause who in the right mind would steal a school uniform&lt;br /&gt;just to save 10¢ or so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that really affected me the most&lt;br /&gt;is the fact that either you or i will have to leave.&lt;br /&gt;and either ways, it's not gonna do me any good&lt;br /&gt;but i'm hoping, even for the slightest chance,&lt;br /&gt;that no one has to leave and things will stay the way they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8856145957617624002?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8856145957617624002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8856145957617624002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8856145957617624002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8856145957617624002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/7th-may.html' title='7th may'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4643816557891908667</id><published>2007-05-06T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T20:37:48.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th may</title><content type='html'>the toughest two papers tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;drats&lt;br /&gt;wish me good luck, i'm gonna need as much as i can get ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4643816557891908667?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5262201052415735230</id><published>2007-05-05T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T22:31:06.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th may</title><content type='html'>the past two days of exams haven't been good at all.&lt;br /&gt;the chinese paper was quite a killer&lt;br /&gt;especially since i thought &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shuo (lock) &lt;/span&gt;was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shan (umbrella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and misunderstood the whole passage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics, without a doubt, has to be my worst subject&lt;br /&gt;22 marks worth of questions left undone&lt;br /&gt;or scribbled with utter nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't counted in the mistakes that i made.&lt;br /&gt;so its definitely a fail for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was good.&lt;br /&gt;after the papers,&lt;br /&gt;i went down to vivo to meet sihui and shusze to pick up some gifts&lt;br /&gt;as well as to celebrate shusze birthday.&lt;br /&gt;wenhui khai dan and chengxi was there as well,&lt;br /&gt;and they joined in the celebration.&lt;br /&gt;we sat by khai dan's pond (its the harbour actually but he calls it his pond)&lt;br /&gt;and ate fries under the stars and played truth or dare.&lt;br /&gt;stupid dares like shouting "happy birthday shusze" and taking photos with strangers&lt;br /&gt;proved to be quite a comical scene and it made me laugh like crazy.&lt;br /&gt;oh and the best part, river island was having SALE&lt;br /&gt;so naturally, i couldn't help but pick up a shirt from them.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i think they purposely have these great sales during exam periods&lt;br /&gt;to distract us from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was also a great day.&lt;br /&gt;studying session with sihui at the airport&lt;br /&gt;the ride there was the best!&lt;br /&gt;hide and seek on the mrt, and yes i do have a deprived childhood.&lt;br /&gt;sihui has got to be the worst seeker ever!&lt;br /&gt;we probably spent more time commuting and talking than studying&lt;br /&gt;but still,it was quite productive, even though i only did 6 questions or so.&lt;br /&gt;well to me, that really is A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's probably all the preparations i'm gonna make for this monday's paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another 4 more papers and a practical and it'd all be over&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5262201052415735230?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5262201052415735230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SHUSZE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm far too tired to blog any further than that.&lt;br /&gt;goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6901590459490296618?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6901590459490296618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=6901590459490296618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6901590459490296618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6901590459490296618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/4th-may.html' title='4th may'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7500187112075004559</id><published>2007-05-02T18:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:52:44.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd may</title><content type='html'>spiderman 3 yesterday was good.&lt;br /&gt;though it lacked a solid story line, the action and special effects made up for it.&lt;br /&gt;i thought i'll talk a bit about the story,&lt;br /&gt;but knowing most of you haven't watched the show,&lt;br /&gt;i shan't go round telling you that eddie brock is venom&lt;br /&gt;and that harry osbourne dies in the end, just to spoil your show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oopsie.&lt;br /&gt;too late.&lt;br /&gt;i just spoiled your show.&lt;br /&gt;ain't i bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geography elective paper only lasted 45 minutes today,&lt;br /&gt;but believe me, this 45 mins was the worst so far.&lt;br /&gt;the paper was just so damn difficult!&lt;br /&gt;and while i was waiting to hand up the script,&lt;br /&gt;i calculated the highest marks i could get, and it tallied up to a mere 12 marks.&lt;br /&gt;that's a fail, in case you didn't know (the paper's upon 25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since school for the day was over by 9am,&lt;br /&gt;i had breakfast with wesley at coffee bean&lt;br /&gt;and i saw that friend of mine i made last week.&lt;br /&gt;as expected, he teased me about the stupid toasted mud pie&lt;br /&gt;and asked if i wanted the sausages toasted.&lt;br /&gt;funny chap.&lt;br /&gt;i actually got a bit of studying done.&lt;br /&gt;which in my case, does not refer to making notes and highlighting key points,&lt;br /&gt;but rather opening the textbook and skimming through.&lt;br /&gt;so hooray for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then once again, it was another round of winning eleven at wesley's place.&lt;br /&gt;this time, a lunch was at stake;&lt;br /&gt;first to seven wins, loser pays.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say, i lost with a score of 3-7&lt;br /&gt;since both of us have the "cant-lose" mentality,&lt;br /&gt;we often came out with excuses like "i'm hungry, cannot play properly"&lt;br /&gt;and "my finger pain" blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;but fine, i decided not to be a sore loser and a meal is on me the next time.&lt;br /&gt;oh also, i had one of those hunger pangs when i was at his place,&lt;br /&gt;and i grabbed so much junk and literally gobbled them down&lt;br /&gt;that it makes me feel guilty for making his place barren.&lt;br /&gt;oh well, its not like he never did that to my house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what is it with this thing going round about me having a new girl or smth like that?&lt;br /&gt;NO, i do not have a new girl.&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't even have one to start with.&lt;br /&gt;knowing me, if i did have one,&lt;br /&gt;i'd have announced to the whole world and declared my love for her publicly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you're wondering what about the previous post,&lt;br /&gt;let's just say that's my little secret.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7500187112075004559?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7500187112075004559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7500187112075004559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7500187112075004559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7500187112075004559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/2nd-may.html' title='2nd may'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1541376965461337465</id><published>2007-05-01T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T19:29:02.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st may</title><content type='html'>hey stop it can!&lt;br /&gt;you're making me go &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C-R-A-Z-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate it when you do it.&lt;br /&gt;it never fails to make me smile,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm telling you, one day my teeth are gonna fall off from smiling too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;but you know i love you dont you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1541376965461337465?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1541376965461337465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=1541376965461337465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1541376965461337465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1541376965461337465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/05/1st-may.html' title='1st may'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-3328830315709000346</id><published>2007-04-30T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T20:16:25.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>30th april</title><content type='html'>2 more papers down, leaving me with 9 more to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams don't really seem to bother me any more.&lt;br /&gt;i'll just wait and see the results i get, then i'll decide what i'll do from there.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, its come to a point where studying isn't in my timetable already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a time of chillin at coffee bean with wesley.&lt;br /&gt;while he was wrecking his mind out trying to comprehend physics,&lt;br /&gt;i was shaking my leg and eating my brownie while reading the papers.&lt;br /&gt;a perfect way of killing my afternoon (:&lt;br /&gt;then it was off to his place for a few games of winning eleven&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i won him,&lt;br /&gt;well, once.&lt;br /&gt;(wesley, i know i'm pro-ded okay. i told you i'll win it for her.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its labour day tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and while everyone else is probably gonna study their asses off,&lt;br /&gt;i decided i'm gonna catch spiderman 3.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, the tickets are already booked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, at this rate i'm going,&lt;br /&gt;if i do pass my mid years, i must be a GENIUS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3328830315709000346?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-875192332611077042</id><published>2007-04-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-28T21:48:47.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th april</title><content type='html'>had a rough morning today.&lt;br /&gt;orals didn't go that well.&lt;br /&gt;don't wanna talk about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't feel like studying at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore i decided to spend quality time with my sister,&lt;br /&gt;doing the thing we love, shopping.&lt;br /&gt;it's pretty rare that we actually found time for each other,&lt;br /&gt;and i believe times like these are going to be even harder to come by.&lt;br /&gt;she decided to be nice and bought me dinner at kfc&lt;br /&gt;unhealthy food, but still, satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not exactly a fruitful trip in terms of buying,&lt;br /&gt;since i only bought a shirt&lt;br /&gt;but it was a great time of bonding with her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-875192332611077042?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/875192332611077042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=875192332611077042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/875192332611077042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/875192332611077042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/28th-april.html' title='28th april'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5240061698584814370</id><published>2007-04-27T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T19:20:36.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th april</title><content type='html'>i've decided.&lt;br /&gt;exams or no exams, my blogging continues.&lt;br /&gt;that way, i've got another alternative for relieving stress,&lt;br /&gt;not that i'm stressed up in anyway actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i can't really remember much about my english paper today.&lt;br /&gt;the only thing i can recall is that i spelt itinerary as itenery&lt;br /&gt;and i signed off with "reported by" instead of "submitted by".&lt;br /&gt;well, its not that i don't know them, it just slipped my mind&lt;br /&gt;and i only realised them when they said "pens down".&lt;br /&gt;since i don't wanna get an irregularity report,&lt;br /&gt;i decided it wouldn't be worth altering it for the sake of that 1 mark or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one paper down, only 11 papers and 2 practicals to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was supposed to be a study session with sihui after school&lt;br /&gt;but we ended up talking so much (which was a great thing)&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, i've got a covered a bit of social studies&lt;br /&gt;but the best part is that i managed to squeeze out all the juiciest information from sihui!&lt;br /&gt;like how she __________ about ______ ___ ____.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prelims orals for both english and chinese are tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;that means i've gotta wake up at 630&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be deprived of my beauty sleep.&lt;br /&gt;what a bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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/&gt;turned into something quite successful.&lt;br /&gt;in less than 10 mins, all the plates of nachos and sausages were wiped out completely.&lt;br /&gt;so we did make quite a large sum of money,&lt;br /&gt;which of course would be contributed back to our school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selling nachos tomorrow, so remember to buy from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could really go on and on about all that has been going on,&lt;br /&gt;just to escape the studying&lt;br /&gt;but i guess, i'll keep that for after the exams.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, no more blogging for me till the exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to get&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; serious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5435087455517427263?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-3710652495546677430</id><published>2007-04-23T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T17:11:21.494+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 april</title><content type='html'>6 hours straight of prison break yesterday&lt;br /&gt;made me have a really weird dream.&lt;br /&gt;i dreamt my cousin and i were stuck in the prison&lt;br /&gt;we broke out of there, and swam across this river&lt;br /&gt;and hid in a haunted house.&lt;br /&gt;and there were ghost and monster in that house.&lt;br /&gt;yeah stupid dream, i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant stand how season one ended.&lt;br /&gt;they missed the flight and now they're running on foot.&lt;br /&gt;really makes me wanna watch season two now,&lt;br /&gt;but i promised myself no more tv till end of exams, so season two has gotta wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lack of sleep last night really showed in school today.&lt;br /&gt;i was dozing off in most of the lessons,&lt;br /&gt;but it was only in chinese where i got to have a good 15 mins of solid sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent recess doing my geog&lt;br /&gt;cause i didn't even touch my homework at all&lt;br /&gt;a few of us exchanged bags in english,&lt;br /&gt;and so i came home with a green crumpler that is humongous.&lt;br /&gt;well, the last i saw, my bag was with charissa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so this is the part where i'm supposed to say sorry,&lt;br /&gt;but nah-uh.&lt;br /&gt;not this time.&lt;br /&gt;you'll have to wait my dear, it ain't over till its over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3710652495546677430?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3710652495546677430/comments/default' 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and studies.&lt;br /&gt;mid years are in exactly 5 days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and i intend to complete the last few episodes of prison break today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4107796609851652047?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4107796609851652047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4107796609851652047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4107796609851652047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4107796609851652047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-6673260018336296784</id><published>2007-04-19T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T20:35:50.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th april</title><content type='html'>i believe that in life, there's always a balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that probably explains how i can experience both&lt;br /&gt;super highs and super lows within the same day.&lt;br /&gt;while things in school aren't so good,&lt;br /&gt;my daddy got promoted (:&lt;br /&gt;and mummy cooked a 7 course dinner today to celebrate his promotion.&lt;br /&gt;believe me, when she really puts her heart and soul into her cooking,&lt;br /&gt;like today, her food always turns out marvellous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this next part goes out to all chior dudes&lt;br /&gt;(except for wesley who isn't involved in SYF. haha you loser)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll share this with you guys,&lt;br /&gt;but i bet most of you didn't know i was posted to choir in sec 1&lt;br /&gt;the reason why i chose to leave choir was because i thought it sucked.&lt;br /&gt;and it didn't have much standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i take that ALL back.&lt;br /&gt;fairfield choir totally kicks ass&lt;br /&gt;i've heard them sing, and i'm amazed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind the fact that you've obtained a gold.&lt;br /&gt;that's beside the point.&lt;br /&gt;more importantly, you've done fairfield proud&lt;br /&gt;and i think that's all that matters&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6673260018336296784?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6673260018336296784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i started today feeling really bitchy inside me&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know why either.&lt;br /&gt;it's like i had a bowl of bitch for breakfast or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day started off with the captain's ball team collecting our medals&lt;br /&gt;and while i was up in front collecting it,&lt;br /&gt;miss lim spoke to me about my name tag, asking me when the actual one would arrive.&lt;br /&gt;well, for those who haven't already noticed,&lt;br /&gt;i'm using the big one.&lt;br /&gt;but i don't intend on changing it anyway, i like it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like i expected, i did very badly for my pull-ups.&lt;br /&gt;actually, i did 12 pull-ups (supported)&lt;br /&gt;but miss tan counted it as 3.&lt;br /&gt;so there goes my gold.&lt;br /&gt;other than that, i got As for everything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during recess, my class sold shepherds pie&lt;br /&gt;as a form of an SIP (student initiated project)&lt;br /&gt;and also to raise funds for the school.&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a success in a way,&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't get to sell .. .. ..... ... ... (go figure)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my chem paper, and surprise surprise,&lt;br /&gt;i failed.&lt;br /&gt;haha actually its no surprise really.&lt;br /&gt;i kinda expected it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my appointment got cancelled today,&lt;br /&gt;sobs ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i headed to the pizza hut at clem with wesley, leon and jarold.&lt;br /&gt;and that was where i went &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BERSERK&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i got so hyped up and then they started taking videos (notice it's with an S) of me&lt;br /&gt;doing all sorts of stupid things.&lt;br /&gt;and if any of these videos leak out,&lt;br /&gt;that's the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, to the 3 people who i ate lunch with today,&lt;br /&gt;kindly keep the videos to yourself,&lt;br /&gt;or i'm gonna KILL you (:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this year,&lt;br /&gt;since i can't do pull ups for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid years are in less than 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;10 days to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i think there's something SERIOUSLY wrong with me.&lt;br /&gt;cause by now, i'm still not worried that i havent started studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things will look better tomorrow,&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure they will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, with all that ranting off my mind,&lt;br /&gt;i can catch a few episodes of prison break before i head to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7995907219217814547?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7995907219217814547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>rough day, don't wanna talk about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4702568356285427079?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4702568356285427079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4702568356285427079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4702568356285427079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4702568356285427079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/16th-april.html' title='16th april'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-2655228669408106644</id><published>2007-04-15T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:55:44.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th april</title><content type='html'>i was flipping through today's paper,&lt;br /&gt;when i came across the page of 50 different ways to cook instant noodles.&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to cook dinner for my sister and myself&lt;br /&gt;since my parents went out.&lt;br /&gt;and believe me, it was good.&lt;br /&gt;you'd be surprised how good instant noodles can taste after it's been cooked by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've started watching prison break,&lt;br /&gt;though i haven't finished with hanakimi.&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't help it.&lt;br /&gt;and prison break is so addictive&lt;br /&gt;that i'm gonna spend the rest of the time before i sleep, watching it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2655228669408106644?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2655228669408106644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=2655228669408106644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2655228669408106644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2655228669408106644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its comforting to know that i'm not the only one who hasn't started studying.&lt;br /&gt;other people haven't started too.&lt;br /&gt;so its not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;still, i should really REALLY pick up my textbook&lt;br /&gt;over the weekends and at least skim through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now, it's my weekend dose of dvds and junkfood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday the 13th, bad luck day?&lt;br /&gt;nah, who ever said so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6735883201591877302?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6735883201591877302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=6735883201591877302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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"Why do I even bother?"&lt;br /&gt;so i took the letter, crushed it up,&lt;br /&gt;and threw it into the bin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school these few days have been pretty much boring.&lt;br /&gt;and i've always been coming home to sleep after school,&lt;br /&gt;or heading over to leon's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mid years are in about 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;and guess what?&lt;br /&gt;i havent even started studying!&lt;br /&gt;i'll just scrape through it,&lt;br /&gt;and get into S2E and study really hard then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap. i screwed up my maths, lit and eng test today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3128665868648385606?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3128665868648385606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i live for days like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as simple a day as normal school&lt;br /&gt;and a detour to bukit timah plaza with wesley and bryan,&lt;br /&gt;it proved useful in taking my mind off the&lt;br /&gt;usual hauntings from the uncertain future and never ending "what-if"s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if everyday were like this,&lt;br /&gt;i'd be a much happier boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1417833110582179783?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1417833110582179783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=1417833110582179783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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my homework at all&lt;br /&gt;always leaving it for sundays and monday mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drats!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;i planned to complete the entire season of hanakimi over the weekends,&lt;br /&gt;but to my horror, i'm only half way through.&lt;br /&gt;the one that i have isn't the complete season,&lt;br /&gt;the rest are with my sister's friend.&lt;br /&gt;so there i was, basking in glory,&lt;br /&gt;thinking that i was down to the last disc.&lt;br /&gt;this means prison break will have to wait a little longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go church today cause i had a terrible headache,&lt;br /&gt;and i've been sleeping the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;might have to go down to bishan later to collect my new specs&lt;br /&gt;which means lesser time to get my work done&lt;br /&gt;argh heck! i'll just copy my friend's work (:&lt;br /&gt;(i'm seriously hoping teachers don't read my blog)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-8993969664154232146</id><published>2007-04-08T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T00:06:43.410+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear travis,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i really hope you're reading this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because one day, i'll surpass you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;signing off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;future rock star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-8195608014520283008</id><published>2007-04-07T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T16:05:29.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th april</title><content type='html'>a moat stands in front of you.&lt;br /&gt;you look down and you see piranhas and crocodiles swimming in it.&lt;br /&gt;the bridge won't come down and you can't swim,&lt;br /&gt;let alone jump in and kill the creatures in the moat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you get through that, a huge metal door awaits you.&lt;br /&gt;made of reinforced steel, it is almost impossible to break through,&lt;br /&gt;even if you have a chain saw.&lt;br /&gt;not only that, the handles to the door are chained and locked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if by luck, you managed to find your way in,&lt;br /&gt;booby-traps are set up to stop you from going any further.&lt;br /&gt;with weapons that shoot out from the walls,&lt;br /&gt;and floors which would open and swallow you up,&lt;br /&gt;it makes you wish you haven't entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you could beat all the traps and still end up alive,&lt;br /&gt;good for you.&lt;br /&gt;cause now 100 doors are staring in your face,&lt;br /&gt;and only one of them holds the treasure.&lt;br /&gt;enter through the wrong door and kaboom,&lt;br /&gt;you face death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's say, lady luck was smiling on you that day,&lt;br /&gt;and you guess the correct door.&lt;br /&gt;so in the middle of the room lies the treasure chest.&lt;br /&gt;you open it and what do you see?&lt;br /&gt;a map that tells you where the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; REAL&lt;/span&gt; treasure is ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, it's not the latest ps3 game.&lt;br /&gt;its an analogy of finding your way to her heart&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1060872200636058462</id><published>2007-04-06T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T16:57:29.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th april</title><content type='html'>before i start about my day,&lt;br /&gt;i've got to address something which has been bothering me.&lt;br /&gt;how on earth does this thing look like me in anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y94/cyberfreakz/squidward-thumb.jpg" border="3" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;baoyue, it looks more like you please (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with my family at the dinning room&lt;br /&gt;proved to be a really great time of talking and bonding&lt;br /&gt;i love these kind of interaction with my family&lt;br /&gt;where i really get to express my views and what's been happening to me of late&lt;br /&gt;the food wasn't too bad too,&lt;br /&gt;just that the portion was a little small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i found out A LOT of things i never knew about&lt;br /&gt;(but of course, i wont say them, cause it's personal)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just for today,&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna chuck my homework aside,&lt;br /&gt;and really concentrate on watching dvds&lt;br /&gt;so from now till tomorrow morning,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be glued on the tv if you ever need me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1060872200636058462?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1060872200636058462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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feeling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8895290144559749689?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8895290144559749689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8895290144559749689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8895290144559749689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8895290144559749689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/6th-april.html' title='6th april'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-6368929798340855921</id><published>2007-04-04T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T20:59:04.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th april</title><content type='html'>twinkle twinkle little star...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it.&lt;br /&gt;i forgot the next line.&lt;br /&gt;does it goes something like,&lt;br /&gt;"You are better by death, get lost and smash the damn guitar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6368929798340855921?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4679837887234340627</id><published>2007-04-03T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:14:46.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd april</title><content type='html'>i came home straight after school today,&lt;br /&gt;and have been sleeping ever since.&lt;br /&gt;that's because i couldnt sleep last night,&lt;br /&gt;making me really tired today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chapel service was really good today,&lt;br /&gt;and the rest of the subjects were pretty normal.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, my lit group found some way to escape presenting our project today&lt;br /&gt;by saying that the project was with ben liew, who didn't come to school today.&lt;br /&gt;but in actual fact, we haven't even started doing anything.&lt;br /&gt;haha so that gives us more time to complete it.&lt;br /&gt;half the time in lit today,&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping so my teacher didn't pick on me as much&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, she bought the idea that i had a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really gotta finish watching hanakimi by this week,&lt;br /&gt;so i can start watching prison break by next week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4679837887234340627?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4679837887234340627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4679837887234340627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4679837887234340627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i got home after school,&lt;br /&gt;i realised no one was at home&lt;br /&gt;and i sat by the doorstep like a homeless vagabond&lt;br /&gt;for a good whole hour or so until mummy came home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i managed to escape from all punishments and scolding&lt;br /&gt;(like i always do) though i didn't complete my homework.&lt;br /&gt;and i've got a cross-country re-run at east coast park this thursday&lt;br /&gt;to make up for the other time when it rained.&lt;br /&gt;and for the upper sec students who had already ran&lt;br /&gt;and collected their medals (like me, who got 13th :D) ,&lt;br /&gt;we're having our interclass games where i'll be playing captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;not really looking forward to it,&lt;br /&gt;cause i really do hate sports and getting sweaty on a whole,&lt;br /&gt;but it beats having to go through a whole day at school any time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just eaten dinner, but i still feel so hungry&lt;br /&gt;so i've decided to finish the tub of ice cream as desert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2613986072682403438?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2613986072682403438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=2613986072682403438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2613986072682403438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2613986072682403438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/04/2nd-april.html' title='2nd april'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5813859911276520343</id><published>2007-04-01T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T21:43:36.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st april</title><content type='html'>Happy April's Fool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that, i got fooled BIG TIME by dawn today.&lt;br /&gt;but i got her back in the end.&lt;br /&gt;and also, i tried to trick my parents into believing that&lt;br /&gt;i was in the police station,&lt;br /&gt;but somehow they managed to see through that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church today&lt;br /&gt;i went to coffee club with leon to get my homework done&lt;br /&gt;because coffee bean was packed with people&lt;br /&gt;and there wasnt a seat for us.&lt;br /&gt;however, i only managed to finish my english homework,&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't done the rest yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off i go now, on the journey to complete the rest of my work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5813859911276520343?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5813859911276520343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5813859911276520343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5813859911276520343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;which is a really good show (at least to me)&lt;br /&gt;though, cass and her boyfriend didn't seem to like it very much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then left to meet the guys at outram for some jamming.&lt;br /&gt;but ended up making noise instead of music.&lt;br /&gt;nonetheless, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm like totally broke now.&lt;br /&gt;i lost 50 bucks yesterday which i'm pretty sure it dropped on the bus&lt;br /&gt;while i was opening my wallet.&lt;br /&gt;i opened my wallet when i got home and i saw $1.75 inside.&lt;br /&gt;haha what a joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'm dead tired. goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, tommorrow is april fool's day.&lt;br /&gt;(technically, its today)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5144839927224680282?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7071300299877212505</id><published>2007-03-30T19:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T19:00:23.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha i saw natalie chong today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7071300299877212505?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7071300299877212505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7071300299877212505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7071300299877212505'/><link rel='self' 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class contact period&lt;br /&gt;but somehow, it's not getting me excited.&lt;br /&gt;yes, i know it'd be fun cause all my friends are there.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm so not gonna like it there&lt;br /&gt;simply because i'm someone who can't live outside of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;that's the reason why i hate camps and skipped OBS.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not looking forward to the trip in any way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, i had lunch at subway with dawn and choo.&lt;br /&gt;its my 4th time eating subway this week.&lt;br /&gt;people must be thinking that i'm crazy to eat subway that often,&lt;br /&gt;but like i've said before,&lt;br /&gt;i can live on subway.&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, lunches with them always make me happier person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a random note,&lt;br /&gt;my phone has been giving me problem of late.&lt;br /&gt;it always turns off and restarts every now and then,&lt;br /&gt;and sends multiple messages.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a secret identity,&lt;br /&gt;a secret love,&lt;br /&gt;a secret life.&lt;br /&gt;know me, try to read me, and you'll figure me out one day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8093642222223752203?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8093642222223752203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8093642222223752203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8093642222223752203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8093642222223752203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/29th-march.html' title='29th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-2685585481518016490</id><published>2007-03-27T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:36:08.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dear sam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate you from the bottom of my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2685585481518016490?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4555503998690575844</id><published>2007-03-27T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T19:35:34.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th march</title><content type='html'>today, my english/lit teacher took my love for her&lt;br /&gt;up to another level.&lt;br /&gt;WOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;she sent me out of class for 1 and a half periods!&lt;br /&gt;that's like my newest record,&lt;br /&gt;being sent out of class within half a period.&lt;br /&gt;first i was made to stand,&lt;br /&gt;and then i was made to stand at the corner of the class,&lt;br /&gt;and then out of the class i went,&lt;br /&gt;all because i was talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i love her so much, i tore up the worksheet and threw it in the dustbin.&lt;br /&gt;i know, i'm so good at expressing my love for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, school was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subway lunch with dawn at holland after school&lt;br /&gt;and at the same time we picked up presents for ppl's birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people must be thinking how i can eat subway so often and not get bored of it.&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you,&lt;br /&gt;to me subway is like HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... that sensation when you take your first bite out the the warmly toasted bread&lt;br /&gt;sandwiching the juicy tender leg ham and fresh lettuce, coated with a layer of barbecue sauce.&lt;br /&gt;mmm...&lt;br /&gt;and to top it off, an oven baked cookie, that explodes with macadamia nuts&lt;br /&gt;and white chocolate chips which literally melt in your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no i was not like terribly upset yesterday or anything,&lt;br /&gt;just a little worried about my grandma's operation&lt;br /&gt;which was suppose to take place today,&lt;br /&gt;but has been postponed instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than having a soft spot for pretty things,&lt;br /&gt;i always give in to sinful food.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4555503998690575844?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4555503998690575844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4555503998690575844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4555503998690575844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4555503998690575844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/27th-march.html' title='27th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-2271489746284748003</id><published>2007-03-26T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:03:36.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just bought subway on the way back home to cheer myself up ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2271489746284748003?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2271489746284748003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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march</title><content type='html'>my cycling expedition turned out to be&lt;br /&gt;a 2 hour trip around singapore,&lt;br /&gt;kinda like amazing race&lt;br /&gt;except i had no competitors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at my final pit stop,&lt;br /&gt;i won&lt;br /&gt;1) a litre of water,&lt;br /&gt;2) some mosquito bites,&lt;br /&gt;3) ant bites,&lt;br /&gt;4) and one peanut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7934658142501186198?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7934658142501186198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7934658142501186198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to get the remaining&lt;br /&gt;e maths homework done with dawn,&lt;br /&gt;cause i forgot to bring my textbook home.&lt;br /&gt;and after finishing all my homework for the weekend,&lt;br /&gt;i planned a little something for a special someone cause i got bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i went to visit my grandma in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;she's been there for a quite some time already&lt;br /&gt;and she's still as cute as before and still asks me the same question&lt;br /&gt;since i was young, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you mei you guai? you mei you ting hua?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;which means, have you been good, have you listened to words (direct translation, haha)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, her toe's gonna be amputated this tuesday&lt;br /&gt;yeah, its sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;following that, my family went to the jap restaurant at raffles town club&lt;br /&gt;and its the first time we ate dinner together in the last two weeks&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone was so caught up with their own stuff,&lt;br /&gt;we hardly had time.&lt;br /&gt;the food was pretty nice, but i loved the green tea ice cream the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we sat by chairs outside the theater with some hello-pandas&lt;br /&gt;and 70¢ coffees from the vending machine (which seemed pretty good)&lt;br /&gt;and talked for a good hour or so about almost everything&lt;br /&gt;it's been really long since we sat down and talked like that&lt;br /&gt;so it was quality time spent with my family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to make my "what-seemed-to-be-already-perfect" day even better,&lt;br /&gt;i received the best thing that i got this whole week,&lt;br /&gt;in a form of an sms and it made me smile (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2699208836095749339?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-6928409169800203271</id><published>2007-03-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T20:01:20.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg, i swear its like freaking&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C-R-A-Z-Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crazy crazy crazyyy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;it always makes me crazy, just like before&lt;br /&gt;but if its true, i'll play it cool this time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely gonna have the whackiest craziest dreams tonight (:&lt;br /&gt;shit, my stupid smile is stuck on my face and it won't go away&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6928409169800203271?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6928409169800203271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=6928409169800203271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6928409169800203271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6928409169800203271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/zhu.html' title=''/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5411131144047937414</id><published>2007-03-23T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T19:59:07.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23 march</title><content type='html'>my studying trip with sihui and shusze at island cremery,&lt;br /&gt;turned into a time of doing homework at macs&lt;br /&gt;and it changed into a time of shopping at orchard instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha don't ask me how a studying trip became a shopping one.&lt;br /&gt;but at least, i managed to complete most of my homework,&lt;br /&gt;leaving me only with one e maths exerice.&lt;br /&gt;i finally bought the pretty bag i saw last week&lt;br /&gt;and i saw a wallet and shirt that i really want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, the weekends are here.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to catch up on my hanakimi!&lt;br /&gt;the show has finished airing on channel U&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still stuck on the 3rd disc only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe that's its been a year already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5411131144047937414?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5411131144047937414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5411131144047937414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5411131144047937414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5411131144047937414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/23-march.html' title='23 march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4194865515026087921</id><published>2007-03-21T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T19:47:39.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st march</title><content type='html'>i decided to go for my second pe lesson of the year today&lt;br /&gt;since it was the 2.4km actual run&lt;br /&gt;so i kept the excuse letter in my bag and got changed up&lt;br /&gt;and after skipping pe lessons for a whole term,&lt;br /&gt;i still managed to get a timing of 9.08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home straight after school today&lt;br /&gt;and i tried watching hanakimi&lt;br /&gt;but i fell asleep after one episode and slept all the way till now&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be going back to sleep cause my head's like spinning real bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4194865515026087921?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4194865515026087921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4194865515026087921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4194865515026087921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4194865515026087921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/21st-march.html' title='21st march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-3040692231660199170</id><published>2007-03-20T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T20:13:12.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th march</title><content type='html'>i just used this new loreal facial wash(at least i think it is)&lt;br /&gt;which i found in my toilet,&lt;br /&gt;and it has this icy cold after-use feeling&lt;br /&gt;that makes my face feel cold and nice&lt;br /&gt;haha that was so random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the trip to pulau semakau was totally, i repeat,&lt;br /&gt;totally USELESS&lt;br /&gt;in case you didn't know, pulau semakau is some landfill area,&lt;br /&gt;to put it more crudely, a rubbish dump&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like why would i need to go to a rubbish dump&lt;br /&gt;if i dont intend to be a rubbish collector in the future&lt;br /&gt;it has like ZERO relevance to my life!&lt;br /&gt;i found it more meaningful to sleep&lt;br /&gt;instead of listening and watching some presentation&lt;br /&gt;so i spent half the trip there sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;and the other half, sleep walking with my i pod blasting in my ears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least, we took some photos as a class&lt;br /&gt;and the trips to and fro were fun&lt;br /&gt;so it wasn't an entirely boring trip,&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still stick with my stand, a totally useless trip&lt;br /&gt;has to be the lousiest place for an excursion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to school,&lt;br /&gt;had dinner with a few people&lt;br /&gt;that really made my day better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess wad&lt;br /&gt;i'm still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;gonna quit school and be a ROCK STAR,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3040692231660199170?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3040692231660199170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=3040692231660199170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/3040692231660199170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/3040692231660199170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/20th-march.html' title='20th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5218372513594194776</id><published>2007-03-19T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T22:15:39.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! my sister just came home with an italian blt meal from subway&lt;br /&gt;finally, my craving has been satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;thanks jie (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww.&lt;br /&gt;suddenly everyone around me seems so nice &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5218372513594194776?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5566047937390942292</id><published>2007-03-19T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T20:57:09.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19th march</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;you know last night after i told my mummy about my craving for subway,&lt;br /&gt;guess what she did next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nope, she didn't buy me a foot-long subway melt&lt;br /&gt;or cheese steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead she went over to coldstorage at rail mall,&lt;br /&gt;picked up a loaf of baguette, some ham, lettuce&lt;br /&gt;and made me a subway like thingy&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta admit it doesn't taste as good as the one in subway though it was tasty,&lt;br /&gt;but, it was&lt;b&gt; made with love&lt;/b&gt;, and i enjoyed it a lot more&lt;br /&gt;and today, she made sushi for dinney, yummy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still, i havent satisfied that raging desire for my subway.&lt;br /&gt;wonder what's gotten into me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed wesley to lavender after maths remedial when school ended&lt;br /&gt;but it was a wasted trip, since he couldn't get his passport updated&lt;br /&gt;the trip there was a different thing though&lt;br /&gt;cause our common factor took the same mrt as us&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the two of us headed to coffee bean at holland&lt;br /&gt;and we got our chinese compo done&lt;br /&gt;okay, so he got his chinese compo done, while i gave up halfway&lt;br /&gt;but i got my a maths done.&lt;br /&gt;so it was a good time spent there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me living in self-denial or childish&lt;br /&gt;but i believe &lt;b&gt;superheroes do exists&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5566047937390942292?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5566047937390942292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5566047937390942292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5566047937390942292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5566047937390942292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-know-last-night-after-i-told-my_19.html' title='19th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5470104739917511224</id><published>2007-03-18T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T19:20:46.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have a sudden&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C R A V I N G &lt;/span&gt;to eat subway!&lt;br /&gt;who'd be so kind as to buy me a foot-long subway melt, prettyy pleaseee?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5470104739917511224?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5470104739917511224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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march</title><content type='html'>i think i've wasted away my holiday&lt;br /&gt;though i planned to catch up on my studies and finish my homework by monday,&lt;br /&gt;i havent even completed them till now&lt;br /&gt;let alone have time to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't really have anything to blog about for now,&lt;br /&gt;but one thing's for sure,&lt;br /&gt;i'm so not looking forward to school tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school would be so fun if you took away the teachers and principals&lt;br /&gt;and studying and exams,&lt;br /&gt;only thing then, it wouldn't be called school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, of late, i've been hooked onto this stupid yet funny&lt;br /&gt;taiwanese (or at least i think it is) drama called hanakimi&lt;br /&gt;or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hua yuan shao nian shao nu &lt;/span&gt;in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;my sister has the whole season on dvd and i decided to watch it&lt;br /&gt;since i got bored, and now i'm glued onto it (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kat: yeah my tag board has some problem every now and then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vic: i so DO NOT HAVE an inner fattie UNLIKE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maple &amp;amp; kth : hello! yes leon says that everywhere he goes, we all know he's a rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dawn: tom tom (: don't lose tom again! let's go to night safari on your birthday and i'll bring along mr dino to scare the animals away!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3908069783359857936?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3908069783359857936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=3908069783359857936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was like crazy man&lt;br /&gt;we covered all 3 beaches of sentosa&lt;br /&gt;and as boys of fsw,&lt;br /&gt;we did all sorts of stupid things&lt;br /&gt;like burying people&lt;br /&gt;but its not the normal sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we buried lai zi jie really really deep&lt;br /&gt;and made his sand body the shape of a girls&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;and he was stuck there for a good hour or so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after like 8 hours at the beach,&lt;br /&gt;we left sentosa and went for dinner&lt;br /&gt;after that, we decided to go to the lan shop at cathy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bus ride there was retarded&lt;br /&gt;ever seen guys cam whore before?&lt;br /&gt;haha thats exactly wad we did&lt;br /&gt;a good half an hour or so, doing nothing but taking pics on the bus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were stuck at the lan shop till  11pm&lt;br /&gt;and i was so tired, i went to sleep the first thing we reached taqin's house&lt;br /&gt;how did we ended up sleeping in taqin's house?&lt;br /&gt;beats me!&lt;br /&gt;haha i was sleeping on the bus while they were deciding on the place to spend the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this morning, i left his place&lt;br /&gt;and headed home&lt;br /&gt;i skipped maths remedial since i was still having that very same terrible headache&lt;br /&gt;since i got to sentosa&lt;br /&gt;but on the way home, mummy called me&lt;br /&gt;and i met her for breakfast at macs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the house key from her&lt;br /&gt;and went home to sleep at 10am and woke up only now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the funny part.&lt;br /&gt;i took the key from mummy cause i forgot to bring my key&lt;br /&gt;so knowing i would fall asleep,&lt;br /&gt;i put the key in one of the shoe outside so she could get into the house&lt;br /&gt;only thing, i myself forgot to tell her which shoe i put the key in&lt;br /&gt;and poor mummy had to take out all the shoes to find the key&lt;br /&gt;while i was in the house sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i havent had a proper bath since tuesday!&lt;br /&gt;eww, i know its sick!&lt;br /&gt;haha, i'm gonna spend an hour or so bathing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7094135499429974773?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7094135499429974773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7094135499429974773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7094135499429974773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7094135499429974773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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spent with the 3 loveliest people on earth&lt;br /&gt;i love them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh anyway i was looking up the dictionary on the net for the meaning of love&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i found&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sexual passion or desire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a person toward whom love is felt; beloved person; sweetheart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(used in direct address as a term of endearment, affection, or the like): &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Would you like to see a movie, love? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a love affair; an intensely amorous incident; amour. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sexual intercourse; copulation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;(&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;initial capital letter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;) &lt;/span&gt;a personification of sexual affection, as Eros or Cupid. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;affectionate concern for the well-being of others: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;the love of one's neighbor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;strong predilection, enthusiasm, or liking for anything: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;her love of books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the object or thing so liked: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;The theater was her great love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the benevolent affection of God for His creatures, or the reverent affection due from them to God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="labset"&gt;&lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Chiefly Tennis&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;a score of zero; nothing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a word formerly used in communications to represent the letter &lt;i&gt;L.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used with object)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to have love or affection for: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;All her pupils love her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to have a profoundly tender, passionate affection for (another person). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to have a strong liking for; take great pleasure in: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;to love music. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to need or require; benefit greatly from: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;Plants love sunlight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to embrace and kiss (someone), as a lover. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to have sexual intercourse with. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="pg"&gt;–verb (used without object)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;21.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to have love or affection for another person; be in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="sectionLabel"&gt;—Verb phrase&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;love up, &lt;/span&gt;to hug and cuddle: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;She loves him up every chance she gets. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="sectionLabel"&gt;—Idioms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;for love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;out of affection or liking; for pleasure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without compensation; gratuitously: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;He took care of the poor for love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;for the love of, &lt;/span&gt;in consideration of; for the sake of: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;For the love of mercy, stop that noise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;in love, &lt;/span&gt;infused with or feeling deep affection or passion: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;a youth always in love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;in love with, &lt;/span&gt;feeling deep affection or passion for (a person, idea, occupation, etc.); enamored of: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;in love with the girl next door; in love with one's work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;make love, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to embrace and kiss as lovers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to engage in sexual activity. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;   &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;  &lt;table class="luna-Ent"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="dn" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;28.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td valign="top"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="secondary-bf"&gt;no love lost, &lt;/span&gt;dislike; animosity: &lt;span class="ital-inline"&gt;There was no love lost between the two brothers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woah, to have so many meanings&lt;br /&gt;i guess love is a word, that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;words cannot fully describe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4631148339714567180?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4631148339714567180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4631148339714567180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4631148339714567180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4631148339714567180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/14th-march.html' title='14th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-734673772774365237</id><published>2007-03-13T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T16:43:59.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th march</title><content type='html'>i took a walk down memory lane,&lt;br /&gt;literally&lt;br /&gt;and not much has changed,&lt;br /&gt;except this time, i went there with a different purpose&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-734673772774365237?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-8374392415058745964</id><published>2007-03-12T00:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T15:20:21.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th march</title><content type='html'>who knows how it feels to have fought so hard,&lt;br /&gt;giving everything you've got;&lt;br /&gt;all the blood sweat and tears&lt;br /&gt;but to lose in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or to be the catalyst of a defeat,&lt;br /&gt;where i could do nothing but watch&lt;br /&gt;as the team begins to crumble in front of your very eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can anyone feel the pain of having your loved ones taken away,&lt;br /&gt;forever and never coming back&lt;br /&gt;and you couldn't even see her for a last time&lt;br /&gt;just one last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to watch those you love around you are beginning to disappear&lt;br /&gt;the agony of losing someone close to you;&lt;br /&gt;it stains even after months go by&lt;br /&gt;time does not heal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how does it feel to be me&lt;br /&gt;where you can only being able to find your true self when everyone else is gone&lt;br /&gt;after living half your life,&lt;br /&gt;alone&lt;br /&gt;in a house that is not a home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or to be the black sheep of the family&lt;br /&gt;and live in the shadows&lt;br /&gt;where even the brightest flame of yours&lt;br /&gt;seems to be covered up by the the foreboding darkness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can safely say they have the courage to anticipate&lt;br /&gt;losing your dearest friends and brothers in time to come&lt;br /&gt;it's inevitable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yet, you see them facing troubles&lt;br /&gt;but still you can do nothing to ease their pain&lt;br /&gt;and you wanna share the burden with them&lt;br /&gt;but seem more of a burden instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though they are there,&lt;br /&gt;they're never really there&lt;br /&gt;though they say they know,&lt;br /&gt;they never really understand&lt;br /&gt;yet you cherish them so much&lt;br /&gt;cause they're the closest to true happiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the grief of watching the one you love&lt;br /&gt;fade away is something words cannot describe&lt;br /&gt;for everything you've ever done&lt;br /&gt;you get back emptiness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one can fathom the anguish&lt;br /&gt;of being stabbed by words from the one you loved&lt;br /&gt;so deep that the scars don't heal&lt;br /&gt;and her words haunt you so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you pretend everything is alright&lt;br /&gt;but when you're alone and the door is shut,&lt;br /&gt;you find yourself crying over and over,&lt;br /&gt;until your tears run dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words play over and over inside your head&lt;br /&gt;and the harder you try to forget it,&lt;br /&gt;the more it haunts you&lt;br /&gt;you try run away from it, but still, it never fails to catch up with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't need words of encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;or people to cheer me up.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not broken or sad or emo,&lt;br /&gt;its just being me; true to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i need is someone to understand me&lt;br /&gt;and to put a smile on my face everyday of my life&lt;br /&gt;it's all i ever wanted,&lt;br /&gt;and it'd be all i ever needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8374392415058745964?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8374392415058745964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8374392415058745964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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very last competitive match of the year,&lt;br /&gt;that fsw b'div 07 will ever play because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we lost.&lt;br /&gt;and our competition ended as of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, putting in everything and all you've got&lt;br /&gt;doesn't seem enough to get you where you want&lt;br /&gt;but we never gave up,&lt;br /&gt;we're a team of fighters&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after four years of training, everything came to an end like that.&lt;br /&gt;was it wasted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;because&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; i can proudly say that we grew from boys to men &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we've made history in fairfield as being the best soccer team fairfiled has ever had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot describe how proud i am to wear that fsw jersey&lt;br /&gt;and to say that i am part of this team&lt;br /&gt;and my brothers in the team, they are the best people i have even known&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the supporters&lt;br /&gt;thank you so much&lt;br /&gt;especially the netball team and those who helped in the painting of the banner and names&lt;br /&gt;and to the two people whom i was watching the first half with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really,&lt;br /&gt;all of us are feeling fine already.&lt;br /&gt;though we cried a hell lot then, we were able to laugh about it now&lt;br /&gt;in fact, we spent the night at muttaqin's place to really unwind after the match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a heck of a fun time,&lt;br /&gt;though most of it was spent playing the ps&lt;br /&gt;and creating our very own soccer team in the game itself&lt;br /&gt;we stayed up all through the night&lt;br /&gt;and i slept only about an hour&lt;br /&gt;so i'm really dead tired now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fsw; the greatest soccer team in the world&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7514591526123837067</id><published>2007-03-07T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:32:55.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th march</title><content type='html'>i'm down with a throat and nose infection,&lt;br /&gt;an injured ankle and hip,&lt;br /&gt;eyes that run dry of tears,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and i'm this close to breaking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7514591526123837067?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1083635690869626733</id><published>2007-03-06T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:17:56.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th march</title><content type='html'>more than anything else in the world right now,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go on to the nationals&lt;br /&gt;yes, that's the only desire of my heart now&lt;br /&gt;and that is out team's desire;&lt;br /&gt;every single one of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a do or die situation tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm back in goal since nicolas cant play anymore due to his finger&lt;br /&gt;but the thing is that, i'm not fully fit to play&lt;br /&gt;honestly, my fever is making me feel terrible&lt;br /&gt;even my eyes and brain feels hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the heat seems to give me headache every once in a while&lt;br /&gt;my fever hasnt disappeared,&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt i'd be seeing a doc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the odds are against us&lt;br /&gt;their technically more skillful than us&lt;br /&gt;their bigger than us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but we have something they don't have&lt;br /&gt;we have a HUNGER and DESIRE to fight and win more than anyone else&lt;br /&gt;and we have a GOD OF MIRACLES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if it means i have to fly to save the ball,&lt;br /&gt;i'll jolly well fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm psyched up for tomorrow's match&lt;br /&gt;bishan park, you're &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;going down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1083635690869626733?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1083635690869626733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>i went to school feeling better&lt;br /&gt;with a temperature of 37.1 degrees&lt;br /&gt;but through out the day in school, my temperature rose to 37.7 degrees&lt;br /&gt;this time, i didn't sign out of school cause that would mean&lt;br /&gt;i have to miss more lessons.&lt;br /&gt;but i did miss the chinese workshop after school,&lt;br /&gt;which a letter from my mummy would excuse me from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll take another panadol and go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;if my fever still does not disappear after i wake up,&lt;br /&gt;i'll go see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;(i hate doctors)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6176761897666309316?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6176761897666309316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>my fever has subsided to 37.4 degrees&lt;br /&gt;but it still feels burning hot.&lt;br /&gt;and my voice sounds horrible okay!&lt;br /&gt;didn't go and see a doctor, cause i detests doctors&lt;br /&gt;and all their eeky yucky medicine.&lt;br /&gt;so i simply took a panadol and had some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to be sick.&lt;br /&gt;so many things you cant eat, like chocolates and ice cream&lt;br /&gt;and when you're sick, even the yummiest food taste terrible&lt;br /&gt;but more importantly, i missed so many lessons today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i missed the match of fsw against st. andrew&lt;br /&gt;we drew 1-1 with them&lt;br /&gt;which isn't a good thing at all&lt;br /&gt;from what i heard, the referee was super biased and we deserved to win.&lt;br /&gt;but that's football for you,&lt;br /&gt;just like how man utd didn't deserve to win liverpool&lt;br /&gt;this means we &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;at least draw one and win the other&lt;br /&gt;or win both matches to qualify for the next round&lt;br /&gt;anything less than that, and our fate would depend on how the other teams are doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wanna go on to the nationals &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO BAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;even if it means i can't go for the overseas service learning trip&lt;br /&gt;but being my last year in fairfield,&lt;br /&gt;i wanna create history as being the first batch of soccer players&lt;br /&gt;to have proceeded to the nationals&lt;br /&gt;i know we are capable of doing it.&lt;br /&gt;we'll just do our best, and leave the rest to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hope i'll be fully fit to face bishan park on wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i'm gonna put in my best and make sure we&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WIN&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crap it's tuesday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;which means, i have to see my "favourite" teacher for 3 hours in a row, again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2678610257437940672?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2678610257437940672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=2678610257437940672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2678610257437940672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/2678610257437940672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/03/5th-march_1358.html' title='5th march'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-8611094190784375612</id><published>2007-03-05T13:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T13:11:22.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th march</title><content type='html'>this is so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;i went to school late cause i had a fever in the morning,&lt;br /&gt;then i signed out of school after a mere 2 hours&lt;br /&gt;cause my fever shot up to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;38 degrees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, my head feels like its on fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna die ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&lt;/span&gt;alright!&lt;br /&gt;she made me smile so WIDE while i was drinking my soup during dinner&lt;br /&gt;people around me must have thought i was some retard who smiles at soups&lt;br /&gt;did i mention my boyfriend totally rocks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4451501522186698686?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4451501522186698686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4451501522186698686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4451501522186698686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4451501522186698686'/><link 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/&gt;that's like freaking power!&lt;br /&gt;if i can get that, i'll be a genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we wanted to go to pete's place for dinner&lt;br /&gt;but they didn't serve buffet for dinner on Sundays&lt;br /&gt;tried a few other hotels around that area&lt;br /&gt;but they didnt seem very appetizing or served food we weren't in the mood for&lt;br /&gt;so we settled for the restaurant at royal plaza.&lt;br /&gt;though i was quite bent on ripping off as much as i can from mummy&lt;br /&gt;and wanted a burn a big hole in her pocket,&lt;br /&gt;i failed to really do so.&lt;br /&gt;the total bill only came out to 124 (after the discount for UOB card holder)&lt;br /&gt;for the three of us, which was pretty cheap&lt;br /&gt;considering the food there was of good quality and rather nice&lt;br /&gt;and the chocolate fondue was so tempting, i couldn't abstain from it&lt;br /&gt;and i broke my "no-chocolate" fast (just after 16 hours)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i've put on weight within the weekend&lt;br /&gt;with all that garbagey unhealthy junk i've put inside my stomach&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it'd all go off after this week,&lt;br /&gt;since we have 3 matches lined up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first match for our 2nd round is against st andrews tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and we're so gonna kick their asses!&lt;br /&gt;i know we can&lt;br /&gt;but i'll be sitting out for this game since my hip still hurts&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, i'll be ready for the game against bishan park on wed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta rush to finish my homework now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-2096698349310006112?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/2096698349310006112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>no doubt, man utd was lucky.&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a win is still a win&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and stupid bryan knows i wanna call him to taunt him&lt;br /&gt;and has made his phone engaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i moved the dvd player into my room last night&lt;br /&gt;so now i've got a mini home theater in my room &lt;br /&gt;i'm off to watch my dvds in the comfort of my cozy room now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll reply tags tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(bryan, please make yourself contactable so i can laugh at you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4233592610238037203?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4233592610238037203/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4440671842316222817</id><published>2007-03-02T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T21:21:15.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd march</title><content type='html'>i've armed myself with 3 dvds,&lt;br /&gt;a tub of ben and jerry's&lt;br /&gt;2 huge packet of ruffles&lt;br /&gt;and lots of chocolates and coffee;&lt;br /&gt;all ready to embrace the weekend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4440671842316222817?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4440671842316222817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>today has gotta be the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; most productive day of my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never mind that i just got home,&lt;br /&gt;the time spent was not wasted at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for once, (nearly) all the lessons were interactive and fun&lt;br /&gt;with an exception of english and lit of course&lt;br /&gt;which we did things that are once again of no relevance&lt;br /&gt;like summary writing&lt;br /&gt;er... didn't we learn that in LOWER SEC?&lt;br /&gt;i so cant stand her!&lt;br /&gt;she always go on about how we students are no good&lt;br /&gt;and often condemn us by saying stuff like,&lt;br /&gt;"oh, i worry for you people. you're sec 4s and you can't even produce a work of this standard"&lt;br /&gt;and she says it in the very condescending tone&lt;br /&gt;with no intention of it being a healthy criticism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my purpose is not to talk about her but my day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, even the usual chemistry which i never seem to understand&lt;br /&gt;seem so easy today.&lt;br /&gt;and for once, i actually participated in the class activities&lt;br /&gt;got back my my differentiation test,&lt;br /&gt;didn't do well at all;&lt;br /&gt;scoring only a measly 5/20, probably the lowest in class&lt;br /&gt;but its very good wake-up call for me&lt;br /&gt;and a source of motivation to study hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since training was canceled,&lt;br /&gt;(i didn't have any intention of going anyway, since my hips still hurt so BAD)&lt;br /&gt;wesley and i headed to coffee bean at holland v to study&lt;br /&gt;blackforest ice blended as usual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a lot of&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; SOLID &lt;/span&gt;studying done&lt;br /&gt;i finally understood what my chem teacher has been teaching all this while&lt;br /&gt;and i'm somewhat looking forward to the next chem test.&lt;br /&gt;got a strong feeling i'm gonna ace it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact the both of us we so motivated,&lt;br /&gt;we actually went down to the popular at jurong after we were done studying&lt;br /&gt;to pick up assessment books&lt;br /&gt;and files to file our worksheets&lt;br /&gt;and i spent about 30 bucks on them alright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, it feels good to have started studying early.&lt;br /&gt;at least my mind is kinda at ease now&lt;br /&gt;and it feels even better that i'm so organized and enthusiastic about studying&lt;br /&gt;for the first time in my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only fear i may just turn into a nerd &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'm definitely not gonna let this enthusiasm die down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5865445557560611413?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5922191681652300473</id><published>2007-02-28T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T20:10:29.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th feb</title><content type='html'>daddy just came home with a envelope with my school's crest on it&lt;br /&gt;addressed to: "Parents of Tan Wan Hao Darren Tanny"&lt;br /&gt;my heart dropped.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking in my mind what i did wrong this time&lt;br /&gt;but couldnt think of anything major that would cause the school&lt;br /&gt;to mail my parents&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then daddy suddenly said, "Good, keep it up"&lt;br /&gt;inside the envelope was a card&lt;br /&gt;which is some sort GOOD KID NOTICE&lt;br /&gt;(which i never knew existed in my whole life)&lt;br /&gt;given to me by my favourite teacher of all time, my maths teacher, Mr Ganesan&lt;br /&gt;and it said something like this:&lt;br /&gt;"Darren has been displaying much enthusiasm during maths lessons.... blah blah blah"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is that it is endorsed by Ms Elaine Lim,&lt;br /&gt;my school principal,&lt;br /&gt;the very same one who wanted to kick me out of school in sec 2 and 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha this has really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADE MY DAY&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5922191681652300473?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5922191681652300473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5922191681652300473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5922191681652300473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/5922191681652300473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/28th-feb_28.html' title='28th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1311091416190823602</id><published>2007-02-28T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T19:25:32.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28th feb</title><content type='html'>remember the super-duper ultra mega superbly difficult chem test&lt;br /&gt;on organic chemistry, which i said i would fail&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't study and had no idea what i was writing through out the test&lt;br /&gt;and wrote nonsense for half the paper?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess wad?&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise, i got a 17/30 (:&lt;br /&gt;haha gosh i know that seriously sucks&lt;br /&gt;but considering that more than half the class failed&lt;br /&gt;and that i didn't expect to pass, it was quite a pleasant surprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just woke up from my afternoon nap&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to kiefer&lt;br /&gt;who called me just to play dota.&lt;br /&gt;argh! i could have slept for an hour more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been coming straight home immediately after school these few days&lt;br /&gt;and i think it helps a lot in getting my studying done&lt;br /&gt;cause i get to nap in the afternoon&lt;br /&gt;and in the night, i'm all fresh to study&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the match on friday against st. andrew has been postponed to monday&lt;br /&gt;so i'll be having normal training tmr and on friday&lt;br /&gt;all we have to do is to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WIN&lt;/span&gt; the next 2 matches,&lt;br /&gt;and we're through to the semi finals&lt;br /&gt;i'm trusting in God to help see us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, there's a flip side to it.&lt;br /&gt;if we make it to the semi finals,&lt;br /&gt;we'll be going to the nationals.&lt;br /&gt;and the nationals clashes with our overseas learning trip&lt;br /&gt;so we might have to give the trip to kanchanaburi a miss&lt;br /&gt;which is something i so do not want to do&lt;br /&gt;but it seems there's no two-way to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also i realised something.&lt;br /&gt;from the first day of school till now,&lt;br /&gt;i've only attended ONE pe lesson&lt;br /&gt;O-N-E&lt;br /&gt;i never liked pe lessons&lt;br /&gt;and somehow or another, i find a way to skip them&lt;br /&gt;which is quite amazing, since my pe teacher is the HOD&lt;br /&gt;and is supposed to be very strict.&lt;br /&gt;good grief! now that i think about it,&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how i always manage to skip pe.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll continue to keep it that way till the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, i'll blog until here for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1311091416190823602?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1311091416190823602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=1311091416190823602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1311091416190823602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1311091416190823602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/28th-feb.html' title='28th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4305434285089374544</id><published>2007-02-27T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:09:45.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>27th feb</title><content type='html'>fine, so i wasn't so serious today&lt;br /&gt;i'll give myself ONE more day to fool around in class&lt;br /&gt;then i'll be SERIOUS about my learning and participation in class&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just kinda fought with my sister&lt;br /&gt;haha but it turned out to be rather comical&lt;br /&gt;she was screaming and screaming her head off for a good whole minute or so&lt;br /&gt;it was quite a sight&lt;br /&gt;and i called her cute and she flared up&lt;br /&gt;haha but things are alright now.&lt;br /&gt;must be cause of her long day at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate tuesdays&lt;br /&gt;more than i hate mondays or any other day of the week&lt;br /&gt;because i have to see my oh-so-favourite teacher for 3 hours straight&lt;br /&gt;and i so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; the way she smiles ,&lt;br /&gt;oh such joy it brings to my heart&lt;br /&gt;*PUKE*&lt;br /&gt;and i cant help but condemn her and rebut everything she says&lt;br /&gt;eww, i so cannot stand her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, enough bitching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4305434285089374544?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7607679514335005514</id><published>2007-02-26T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:12:29.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stewwpitt monkey alien&lt;br /&gt;made me feel so lousy&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to my zhu,&lt;br /&gt;i can go to sleep SMILING with my teeth showing :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7607679514335005514?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7607679514335005514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7607679514335005514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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april&lt;br /&gt;which has "Mid-Year Examination" marked on it&lt;br /&gt;and then on the date 20th aug&lt;br /&gt;it has "Preliminary Examination" marked on it&lt;br /&gt;further down, on 22nd oct&lt;br /&gt;it has "GCE 'O' Level" marked on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took out my calculator and did some calculation as i got bored in physics lesson&lt;br /&gt;and this is what i realised:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only about 2 months to Mid-Year exams&lt;br /&gt;and about 6 months to prelims&lt;br /&gt;and 8 more months to GCE 'O' Levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(come to think of it, i didn't really need a calculator to figure that out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY FAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i dunno how i got this enlightenment but i'm glad&lt;br /&gt;God woke me up from my mindset that the 'O' levels are still very far away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;believe me,&lt;br /&gt;8 months is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY FAST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so somehow after that, i got psyched up to study and catch up on my work&lt;br /&gt;which i have really been lagging behind badly&lt;br /&gt;but,&lt;br /&gt;my motivation kinda died down&lt;br /&gt;after i couldn't find a place and people to study with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you are gonna study,&lt;br /&gt;please please puh-lease call me along alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drats.&lt;br /&gt;plus, it only occurred to me now that i'm not doing as well in school as i thought i was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i probably flunked my physics and chem test&lt;br /&gt;since practically half of the paper was left blank or scribbled with utter rubbish&lt;br /&gt;i failed my previous social studies test&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been getting my 'A's for maths like i used to,&lt;br /&gt;most of the time merely scrapping with a pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll probably fail tomorrow's lit test as well,&lt;br /&gt;since its not passage-based&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even read the book&lt;br /&gt;plus the time i spent doodling in lit isn't gonna help at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i've made up my mind.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;starting tomorrow, i'm gonna become nerdy and spend my lunches and afternoons&lt;br /&gt;with textbooks and notes.&lt;br /&gt;after today, it's gonna get &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SERIOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5603954209561650129?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5603954209561650129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5603954209561650129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;which i don't know their names .&lt;br /&gt;(i never really know ppl's names for some weird reason)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church,&lt;br /&gt;i headed back home myself&lt;br /&gt;and lunched with myself ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now dinner is also on my own&lt;br /&gt;but i'm kinda used to it&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i quite like being alone;&lt;br /&gt;it gives me a lot of space to think and all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, how did i spend my whole day?&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to remember!&lt;br /&gt;time just seemed to slip through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;i only recalling going down to play soccer for a while&lt;br /&gt;and nothing else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i wasted another like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone&lt;/span&gt; owes me a date (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-220544718710751181</id><published>2007-02-25T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:58:06.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25th feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause she made me smile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the world all seems to fade&lt;br /&gt;in the darkest corner where she has a place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the strings just snapped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and i'm stuck in minor chords&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the sounds produced it just ain't the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i felt a rain drop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;received a message on my phone&lt;br /&gt;that says,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "its just beginning"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken hearts and bones&lt;br /&gt;i've learned to love this lie&lt;br /&gt;and clean up for this mess that i have made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though its autumn now&lt;br /&gt;the leaves don't make a sound&lt;br /&gt;and it feels like spring has just only begun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cause she made me smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;when the world all seems to fade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but the thoughts still live in me for another day&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-220544718710751181?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/220544718710751181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=220544718710751181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/220544718710751181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/220544718710751181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/25th-feb_25.html' title='25th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1920460684847914519</id><published>2007-02-24T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T22:02:25.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24th feb</title><content type='html'>i'm really sleepy,&lt;br /&gt;so this is gonna be quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping today was great&lt;br /&gt;got a pair of jeans (again)&lt;br /&gt;and a new earpiece (finally)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gotta wake up early,&lt;br /&gt;it's combined service tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1920460684847914519?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1920460684847914519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=1920460684847914519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1920460684847914519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/1920460684847914519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/24th-feb.html' title='24th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-3842005877195585124</id><published>2007-02-23T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:20:38.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>23rd feb</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIHUI!&lt;br /&gt;hope you liked the balloon(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and FSW are officially through the next round&lt;br /&gt;for those who still don't know, it stands for Fairfield Soccer World.&lt;br /&gt;basically, its our soccer school team&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after resting for two matches,&lt;br /&gt;i had to come back to play as a goalkeeper&lt;br /&gt;omg&lt;br /&gt;cause nicolas has a ruptured tendon(whatever that is)&lt;br /&gt;and his whole finger is swollen&lt;br /&gt;in mathematical form,&lt;br /&gt;it'd be nicolas finger is enlarged by a scale factor of 3&lt;br /&gt;ah lame me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh which reminds me, i screwed my maths test today&lt;br /&gt;and my physics and chem tests on wed and thur respectively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, we won 3-0 over clementi woods today&lt;br /&gt;which means we topped our group and are moving on to the next round&lt;br /&gt;and it also means i've gotta get used to playing as keeper&lt;br /&gt;since nicolas would be out for quite a while&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as usual, i got injured during the match&lt;br /&gt;i'm just so accident prone&lt;br /&gt;this time, its the hip.&lt;br /&gt;the guy literally kicked my hips cause he missed the ball&lt;br /&gt;and it's swollen&lt;br /&gt;gawd, i cant walk properly again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i so NEED a new ear-piece&lt;br /&gt;the right side literally split into two&lt;br /&gt;and probably a new wallet as well,&lt;br /&gt;since mine was stained by liquid paper the other time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so glad the weekends are finally here&lt;br /&gt;i so NEED it&lt;br /&gt;after my bath,&lt;br /&gt;i'm heading straight to bed&lt;br /&gt;cause ive got a big day up for me tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;shopping (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3842005877195585124?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1052906498157137189</id><published>2007-02-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:11:04.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>21st feb</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH MY GOSH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i could have just dammit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fainted&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;died&lt;/span&gt; there la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wesley and i met up after dinner to get so running done&lt;br /&gt;so as to prepare for the up coming decisive match against clementi woods this friday&lt;br /&gt;and also to lose that lump of flabby thingy which secretly sneaked into&lt;br /&gt;my body during the past few days of visiting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ran round the lake at chinese garden&lt;br /&gt;it started out fine, occasionally seeing a few couples making out&lt;br /&gt;and the deeper we ran, the place got creepier&lt;br /&gt;but we decided to run anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we realised we were the only ones running&lt;br /&gt;and there were hardly anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what freaked us out was the sudden smell of burning incense&lt;br /&gt;and the weirdo freak talking to a tree!&lt;br /&gt;a TREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you think that's bad,&lt;br /&gt;we turned around and we saw him bowing down to the tree!&lt;br /&gt;and the place was really haunting&lt;br /&gt;the trees surrounding us looked like they had eyes and hands&lt;br /&gt;and the lake around us turned brownish, like those where a crocodile would live in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half the time the both of us were screaming&lt;br /&gt;and running for our dear lives&lt;br /&gt;and the other half, we were clinging on to each other&lt;br /&gt;while trying not to let people see us and mistake us for gays&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but guess what&lt;br /&gt;as we walked on, we saw what seemed to be like a DEAD END&lt;br /&gt;and since there wasnt any light, we turned back and ran all the way back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but strangely, we took a different path back&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up lost in the main road&lt;br /&gt;after an hour of crazy talk and spastic running,&lt;br /&gt;we finally found our way back to his house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stopped over at 7-11 to pick up some supper&lt;br /&gt;and since we couldnt get any alcohol,&lt;br /&gt;we bought the closest substitute; jolly shandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there we were,&lt;br /&gt;two idiots sitting by the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;freaked out by trees and mad people,&lt;br /&gt;eating and getting drunk on jolly shandy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;BUT, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;so fun that we decided we'll do it again some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;but this time, we're going past the dead end,&lt;br /&gt;even if it means climbing over a fence or jumping into the lake to swim to the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here are the long overdue tag replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neo: suiton you ah!&lt;br /&gt;siewyi: yeah totally man. had great fun (:&lt;br /&gt;kat: but ive stopped growing already so 184 for the rest of my life is alright&lt;br /&gt;and it is sad that many family members were missing ):&lt;br /&gt;dawn: haha give you all already la! dam sexy one okay? esp the one that got me and you!&lt;br /&gt;nameless: that's so sad! but i dunno who you are&lt;br /&gt;amar: same place, same spot. stars dont move till like a million light years&lt;br /&gt;knth: so sad, mine drowned inside the ocean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i so NEED my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;over the past few days,&lt;br /&gt;i havent been sleeping much at all&lt;br /&gt;earliest being 230am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15546220.post-8119515244222600008</id><published>2007-02-20T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T23:16:19.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>20th feb</title><content type='html'>i'm back in my home&lt;br /&gt;after spending the last two nights at my cousin's place&lt;br /&gt;the well deserved break from school is finally over&lt;br /&gt;the break from school has been so great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;choo's birthday celebration,&lt;br /&gt;reunion lunch and dinner&lt;br /&gt;the visiting and all, it was really fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my vocab is so limited&lt;br /&gt;that i describe everything as fun and great&lt;br /&gt;but it really was SUPERB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambling really sucks&lt;br /&gt;and yet is so adrenalin-rushing&lt;br /&gt;i was winning like $30 but then i lost it all&lt;br /&gt;so i went back with the exact same amount as what i had&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent even touched my homework&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i dont even know wad homework we have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind isnt in a very proper state now&lt;br /&gt;so i'll just leave my blogging till here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and people, don't make me feel so jealous!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8119515244222600008?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8119515244222600008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8119515244222600008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/8119515244222600008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;em&gt;wish i may wish i might&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;have the wish i wish tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, its been really hard to talk to you of late&lt;br /&gt;and i really missed the way we could just talk to each other&lt;br /&gt;about anything and everything under the sun like we used to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time i wished upon a star,&lt;br /&gt;my wish came true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will my wish come true again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-5490436639771208077?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/5490436639771208077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=5490436639771208077' title='0 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sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the reunion dinner and the visiting of relatives,&lt;br /&gt;we've been talking bout the &lt;strong&gt;past&lt;/strong&gt; and how everyone and everything has &lt;strong&gt;changed,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probablly cause the present isnt worth talking about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's celebration seems a little weird and different&lt;br /&gt;cause many people are missing,&lt;br /&gt;whatever the reason behind it&lt;br /&gt;and somehow, it just doesn't seem like one whole complete family anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'm currently staying over at my cousin's place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it sure brings back many memories&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you could say my cousin and i grew up together in a way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i havent seen him since last year and now it seems like we've all grown up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure, coming back here makes me feel all nostalgic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4905604382244943719</id><published>2007-02-16T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T23:59:54.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>16th feb</title><content type='html'>before the day ends,&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday choo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so darn great (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4905604382244943719?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4905604382244943719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4905604382244943719' title='0 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about valentine's day that it slipped my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we played against st. gabriel&lt;br /&gt;which is a really strong school&lt;br /&gt;we drew nil-nil with them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that means we are one step closer to the next round&lt;br /&gt;just a draw in the next match against clementi woods&lt;br /&gt;and we'll proceed to the next round&lt;br /&gt;but of course, we're looking to trash them&lt;br /&gt;hopefully by then, my ankle would be fully recovered&lt;br /&gt;and i'll be 100% fit for the match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on to another thing now,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the netball girls lost to cedar girls yesterday and were knocked out of the competition&lt;br /&gt;and i can tell that many of them are very sad&lt;br /&gt;but to all netballers, cheer up okay?&lt;br /&gt;you've done fairfield proud&lt;br /&gt;and continue cheering for team FSW (:&lt;br /&gt;thanks for supporting us in every match!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is coming, which is a good thing&lt;br /&gt;cause i so need to catch up with my beloved cousins&lt;br /&gt;its been so long since i last saw them&lt;br /&gt;but it'd also mean i'll put on weight&lt;br /&gt;with all the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you tiao&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ba kua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and pineapple tarts and chocolate and all the yummy goodies,&lt;br /&gt;i'm bound to put on at least 3 kg (i really hope not)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about weight, i realised that the weighing machine in school is a fat cheater&lt;br /&gt;it showed 70kg the other time&lt;br /&gt;but i checked on an accurate weighing machine just yesterday and it showed 65kg!&lt;br /&gt;that may be good, but it also means i'm nearly underweight based on the&lt;br /&gt;percentage height weight chart thingy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy came back from indonesia today&lt;br /&gt;he went there on a business trip and also to visit my grandma's grave&lt;br /&gt;since it was the mourning period thing which i was supposed to go&lt;br /&gt;till now, i haven't seen her or visited her grave yet.&lt;br /&gt;the last time i met her, she was still alive ):&lt;br /&gt;i even missed her funeral&lt;br /&gt;gosh, i feel quite sad actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then there are so MANY things to look forward to!&lt;br /&gt;like looking forward to seeing her soon (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;and choo's birthday which is tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;it's gonna be a blast tmr man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1822841226439487385?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1822841226439487385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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feb</title><content type='html'>its valentine's day,&lt;br /&gt;not a day i usually like&lt;br /&gt;cause it burns a big fat hole in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was no exception this year&lt;br /&gt;except that this year's valentine's day was really the best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't want to blog about this previously as it would spoil the surprise&lt;br /&gt;but i baked cookies with bryan and wesley last sunday&lt;br /&gt;it was really rather disastrous,&lt;br /&gt;but considering it was the first time any of us ever baked, it turned out pretty well&lt;br /&gt;they left about 10 plus that night&lt;br /&gt;but i continued baking till 1am&lt;br /&gt;or rather re baked EVERYTHING till 1am&lt;br /&gt;cause i realised that it was rather soft and not at all like cookies&lt;br /&gt;so i rebaked the whole batch of cookies, which was 4 whole packets,&lt;br /&gt;roughly about 130 of em.&lt;br /&gt;but some of it got burnt in the process, and others out of shape,&lt;br /&gt;so we were left with about 100.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and back to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the valentine's day gifts everyone!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna name out all cause its totally a LOT!&lt;br /&gt;thanks people and special thanks to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;her &lt;/span&gt;gift to me was the BEST!&lt;br /&gt;i shan't say what, but it wasn't something tangible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoped you enjoyed your BIG surprise&lt;br /&gt;(sorry if the handwriting in the card was messy,&lt;br /&gt;i had to write it in the cab cause the actual card dropped out somewhere)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh.. i think i've fallen in love (:&lt;br /&gt;SMILES&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1651166481297945785?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4598741057753267761</id><published>2007-02-13T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:30:48.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>13th feb</title><content type='html'>screams!&lt;br /&gt;my com is so cocky&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to view blogs with addresses that begin with "-"&lt;br /&gt;like maple's and sihui's ones&lt;br /&gt;someone help me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like my english teacher&lt;br /&gt;not one bit&lt;br /&gt;she makes me do things like writing my name on 10 pieces of paper&lt;br /&gt;just cause i forgot to write it when i handed up a previous work&lt;br /&gt;also she makes us do corrections for essays!&lt;br /&gt;but its not the normal corrections, she makes us write out the word we spelt wrongly&lt;br /&gt;like i spelled "where" as "were"&lt;br /&gt;so i had to write "where" ten times&lt;br /&gt;omg, and we're sec 4s!&lt;br /&gt;like hello, go back and teach the primary school man!&lt;br /&gt;and her lessons are not at all interesting or engaging&lt;br /&gt;and she teaches us stuff that have no relevance at all&lt;br /&gt;and she has this stuck up attitude i so cant stand&lt;br /&gt;i want miss MANO back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha enough bitching for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;haha its gonna be a BIG day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can sense the excitement already (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4598741057753267761?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4598741057753267761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4598741057753267761' 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it to me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but a fake one though&lt;br /&gt;cheater! but i still love it&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as childish as it may sound,&lt;br /&gt;it really makes me a happy boy for now (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-3620411112851690851?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/3620411112851690851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=3620411112851690851' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/3620411112851690851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/3620411112851690851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/12th-feb_12.html' title='12th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4233731650695551352</id><published>2007-02-12T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T20:29:07.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12th feb</title><content type='html'>indeed, he is the God of miracles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to school, and somehow, within that short frame of 30 mins,&lt;br /&gt;finished nearly 3 quarters of the homework&lt;br /&gt;the other one was due after recess&lt;br /&gt;so i found myself with ample time to get it done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to school feeling lousy bout myself&lt;br /&gt;english started and i thought i would just die,&lt;br /&gt;since english lessons were seriously boring&lt;br /&gt;then i stepped into the class,&lt;br /&gt;and my teacher had this totally different haircut&lt;br /&gt;and she straightened her hair and it made me chuckle&lt;br /&gt;then she told us to get ready for our presentation&lt;br /&gt;which as usual, my group didnt do anything at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we came out with this crap story that we did it on floppy disk&lt;br /&gt;and since her laptop didnt have a floppy drive&lt;br /&gt;we were made to present tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the funny thing that cheered me up was karan's group and their&lt;br /&gt;downright hilarious skits&lt;br /&gt;karan said he bombed parragon instead of the pentagon&lt;br /&gt;and he went on about his funny nonsense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the day went rather smoothly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the thing that made my day the most was the time spent&lt;br /&gt;with my boyfriend, choo and kiefer&lt;br /&gt;we went to pick up some last minute gifts for valentine's day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best part is,&lt;br /&gt;choo owes me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;SOMETHING&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;lala, not gonna say wad it is&lt;br /&gt;but i seriously DOUBT if she would give it to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to school&lt;br /&gt;by then, it was raining and fairfield was leading 5 goals to 1&lt;br /&gt;against clementi woods&lt;br /&gt;but due to the continuous pouring,&lt;br /&gt;the match was called off and would be rescheduled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless, today has taught me that miracles do happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh plus i got posted to kanchanburi for my overseas learning trip&lt;br /&gt;along with 13 other ppl from my class&lt;br /&gt;and a lot of other great ppl&lt;br /&gt;so its gonna be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss the wake up calls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and sweet late night messages that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i would wake up to the next morning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4233731650695551352?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4233731650695551352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=4233731650695551352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/4233731650695551352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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will just faint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im living this few days like a show&lt;br /&gt;but when the curtains close&lt;br /&gt;and i'm back in my room, no one knows wad goes through my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh&lt;br /&gt;it been an emotional weekend for me&lt;br /&gt;strangely, i'm looking forward to the weekdays.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, it'd put my out of my misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a match tmr,&lt;br /&gt;and i feel bad that i cant even play due to my stupid ankle&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, we'll win and it'd make me feel a lot better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad's the main reason behind this feeling?&lt;br /&gt;i don't know man!&lt;br /&gt;is just a mixture of everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and plus with valentine's day round the corner,&lt;br /&gt;that same feeling is haunting me again&lt;br /&gt;and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo, go away&lt;br /&gt;you're making me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gawd&lt;br /&gt;i havent even touched my homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will be a miracle if i live through tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;and a bigger one if tomorrow gets even the slightest bit better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7979104314758754251?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7979104314758754251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7979104314758754251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7979104314758754251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7979104314758754251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/11th-feb_11.html' title='11th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7769301803127904345</id><published>2007-02-11T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:23:26.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>11th feb</title><content type='html'>it was so perfect&lt;br /&gt;it was flawless&lt;br /&gt;yes, it was beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then i woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drats&lt;/span&gt;. it was just a dream&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7769301803127904345?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-1511726735523768566</id><published>2007-02-10T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T22:13:42.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10th  feb</title><content type='html'>today was quite an adventurous day actually&lt;br /&gt;and it was rather fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but my day turned bad&lt;br /&gt;with a little incident that made me feel kinda lost once again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm in no mood to blog honestly&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1511726735523768566?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1511726735523768566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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feb</title><content type='html'>for the second time this week,&lt;br /&gt;i headed straight home after school&lt;br /&gt;i was suppose to be present in the hall after school for the release of the O levels results&lt;br /&gt;but i was just too tired&lt;br /&gt;so i sneaked out of school and caught the bus home&lt;br /&gt;and as you would have expected,&lt;br /&gt;i went home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just LOVE to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my wallet was stained with liquid paper today&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to spencer&lt;br /&gt;ahh! there goes my pretty pretty wallet ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm supposed to be at vivo city now&lt;br /&gt;but i knew if i go, and i would be tempted to buy stuff for myself&lt;br /&gt;and i promised myself there would be no buying of stuff for myself until chinese new year is over&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to stay at home instead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my body clock is kinda screwed now&lt;br /&gt;my sleeping times are like during school and afternoons&lt;br /&gt;but in the night i'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And we feel like rain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; when the words all sound the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; as the curtain closes on another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7077193771592885681?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7077193771592885681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7077193771592885681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7077193771592885681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/7077193771592885681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/9th-feb.html' title='9th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-6480603895542231714</id><published>2007-02-08T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T21:52:09.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>8th feb</title><content type='html'>something stupid just happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went straight home after school today&lt;br /&gt;cause i was so d-e-a-d tired&lt;br /&gt;the moment i saw my bed,&lt;br /&gt;i just dropped onto it and slept&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, daddy woke me up for dinner at 830&lt;br /&gt;i got off the bed thinking it was tomorrow morning&lt;br /&gt;opened the cupboard, took my uniform&lt;br /&gt;and then when i look into the mirror,&lt;br /&gt;i was still in my school uniform&lt;br /&gt;then i realised it was only dinner time!&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know these few weeks in eng,&lt;br /&gt;we've been doing about education and its purpose&lt;br /&gt;and how you can learn so much outside school as well,&lt;br /&gt;so, i came to this decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna quit school and be a &lt;b&gt;ROCK STAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;like that will ever happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got bored of my friendster profile so i updated it&lt;br /&gt;to be a little less rubbishy than before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still feeing HIGH &lt;b class="pn_std"&gt;♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-6480603895542231714?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/6480603895542231714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=6480603895542231714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6480603895542231714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/6480603895542231714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/2007/02/8th-feb.html' title='8th feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-5624149673132665599</id><published>2007-02-07T22:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:41:44.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>7th feb</title><content type='html'>despite the fact that i cant play for about 2 weeks&lt;br /&gt;and that i have to limp like a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bai ka &lt;/span&gt;for quite a while&lt;br /&gt;and that i failed my ss test&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a happy boy today (:&lt;br /&gt;big SMILES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth can spoil my mood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-15546220.post-5823947709184435643</id><published>2007-02-06T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T18:04:26.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th feb</title><content type='html'>suddenly, i feel like smiling&lt;br /&gt;haha but dont ask me why! i wont tell (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus i thought liverpool fans might wanna have a look at this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liverpool captain Steven Gerrard admits United are looking increasingly unlikely to slip up in the Premiership title race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"You’ve got to say United are starting to look unstoppable," he told the official Liverpool website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it surely speaks for itself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-4248679954461904405</id><published>2007-02-06T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T17:05:11.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th feb</title><content type='html'>i came to school today only at 11&lt;br /&gt;and i came limping like an idiot with crutches&lt;br /&gt;(or crutch cause i only had one side)&lt;br /&gt;and i could have sworn the whole world was staring at me&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously so so embarrassing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then after school i went to this chinese physician at orchard&lt;br /&gt;to tend to my injury&lt;br /&gt;and you know how in chinese shows you see physicians twisting the patient's leg&lt;br /&gt;its exactly what happened!&lt;br /&gt;she cracked my leg like a million and one times&lt;br /&gt;and it was so pain i could have died&lt;br /&gt;and its not because i have a low threshold of pain okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she injected the swollen part with some needle without anesthetic at all&lt;br /&gt;like 20 odd times so that the blood could ooze out and subside the swelling&lt;br /&gt;then she used some mud thingy, applied it on a huge plaster like thing&lt;br /&gt;and pasted it on my leg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;surprisingly, the pain eased a little i could walk a little better&lt;br /&gt;but still with a limp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to those who have been encouraging me and stuff&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot!&lt;br /&gt;it seriously meant a lot to me and made my day a whole lot better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-4248679954461904405?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/4248679954461904405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>5th feb</title><content type='html'>i'll come clean and make no excuses wad so ever&lt;br /&gt;i played like shit and i screwed up today&lt;br /&gt;and i embarrassed myself in front of the whole school&lt;br /&gt;but more importantly, i let the team down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite that,&lt;br /&gt;we still won 4-1  and i'm really proud to be in this team&lt;br /&gt;and its funny that despite of my crap performance today&lt;br /&gt;i still got injured quite seriously&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i'll get over it and like wad wesley said,&lt;br /&gt;i'll get back on my feet for the next game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hereby promise that&lt;br /&gt;for the next match and all the matches to come&lt;br /&gt;i will put in my all and play to my best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;really &lt;/span&gt;do wanna hear your voice so bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-6380447779979677477</id><published>2007-02-04T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T16:37:44.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th feb</title><content type='html'>so back to what i was saying last night/early this morning,&lt;br /&gt;i spent 14 hours out yesterday&lt;br /&gt;that's more than half the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a weird habit of reaching places early&lt;br /&gt;and i dont know why!&lt;br /&gt;my drum started at 1pm and by 1130, i was already at orchard!&lt;br /&gt;so i walked the whole of orchard road till i reached plaza sing,&lt;br /&gt;occasionally, popping into shops to look at stuff,&lt;br /&gt;all by myself ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after my lesson, i was supposed to meet wesley and terrance at 2&lt;br /&gt;but when i called them, they were at their house bus stop&lt;br /&gt;so i walked all the way back to far east to meet them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was suppose to be a trip to get valentine's day presetns&lt;br /&gt;but i bought a shirt instead&lt;br /&gt;i told myself i wasnt gonna buy anything&lt;br /&gt;but i couldnt help it&lt;br /&gt;so now, i'll have to cut down on valentine's day presents&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we did our usual crappy guy things like stalking ppl&lt;br /&gt;and laughing crazily over stupid jokes&lt;br /&gt;blah blah&lt;br /&gt;until it was times up for them to meet their erm other friends&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tagged along with wesley and sop&lt;br /&gt;then we went to some jammin place at clarke quay&lt;br /&gt;to meet other ppl&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea wad i was doing there&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out quite fun,&lt;br /&gt;esp with grayson's magic tricks&lt;br /&gt;and wesley's out of tune singing&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i took a bus home and reached home only at 12 30&lt;br /&gt;but slept only at 3am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i slept for a measly 5 hours or so&lt;br /&gt;and today my parents came home late from their morning exercise&lt;br /&gt;so i had my breakfast late&lt;br /&gt;and like a chain reaction, i was late for church&lt;br /&gt;(reminds me of chain rule in differentiation which i so hate)&lt;br /&gt;and with that lack of sleep,&lt;br /&gt;i realised i was blabbering quite a lot of crap during small group&lt;br /&gt;which wasnt my usual reserved self&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for lunch at this paranakan restaurant&lt;br /&gt;which was quite good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i followed my sister to wisma to buy tix for phantom of the opera&lt;br /&gt;and tried on a pair of jeans at top shop which was bleah!&lt;br /&gt;totally not for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, i'm back in the comfort of my home&lt;br /&gt;and going to sleep now,&lt;br /&gt;hopefully, till the singapore thailand match begins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go singapore (:&lt;div 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feb'/><author><name>darren.tan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06125284444578501973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7574189033127961272</id><published>2007-02-04T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T01:01:43.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th feb</title><content type='html'>gosh, im dead tired after spending more than 14 hours out today&lt;br /&gt;and i cant work my brain to remember what i did today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i do know is that mummy got my ipod fixed&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;thanks mummy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7574189033127961272?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7468438004321068316</id><published>2007-02-01T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T21:09:40.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st feb</title><content type='html'>dammit&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like a jackass&lt;br /&gt;and i dont wanna trust anyone anymore&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanna screw the whole world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then,&lt;br /&gt;they'll always be these small little things which cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really grateful for that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thanks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7468438004321068316?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15546220.post-7702179086133875997</id><published>2007-01-31T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T21:10:54.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st jan</title><content type='html'>i shan't really say much today&lt;br /&gt;i'll let the score speak for itself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fmss 5 - acsI  0&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-7702179086133875997?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/7702179086133875997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=7702179086133875997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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straight may seem like hell to some&lt;br /&gt;but with all the band A retards who make class so fun&lt;br /&gt;and all the lit goondoos, i quite look forward to it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back my lit test&lt;br /&gt;only got a 14/25&lt;br /&gt;but no surprise man!&lt;br /&gt;half the time in lit i'm either drawing rubbish or talking rubbish&lt;br /&gt;or eating rubbish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened today after school was rather hilarious yet frightening&lt;br /&gt;if you think of the consequences&lt;br /&gt;but i shan't say wad happened cause it might cause more unwanted trouble&lt;br /&gt;oh and we saw paul two hill on the bus&lt;br /&gt;and he's shorter than me haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh, i have two tests&lt;br /&gt;and a match tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and choo i know you'll see this&lt;br /&gt;thanks for the coffeee (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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problems as well&lt;br /&gt;it really is tough on her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to top things up, her granny is in the hospital&lt;br /&gt;and i know how it feels to lose someone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;it really is painful and the feeling really sucks&lt;br /&gt;so i pray you will protect her granny and give her the strength to&lt;br /&gt;sustain through all these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amen.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-1044059492246571190?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/1044059492246571190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>sigh.&lt;br /&gt;my ipod cant is so screwed it cant even be detected now&lt;br /&gt;sobs,&lt;br /&gt;its really hard living without my ipod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really bored of staying at home&lt;br /&gt;so i went to holland with dawn after church&lt;br /&gt;then went to queensway with wesley&lt;br /&gt;he joined my family for dinner&lt;br /&gt;haha and as usual he talked a lot of crap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my day was gone just like that&lt;br /&gt;and i havent touched homework at all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-8302272648319803066?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/8302272648319803066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=8302272648319803066' 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day was gone&lt;br /&gt;went over to rail mall for pizza with my sister&lt;br /&gt;we came back home and she baked muffins while i went to bathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went down to the new house&lt;br /&gt;and it was nearly fully furnished&lt;br /&gt;and it looks pretty with all the new furniture!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took a train down to orchard to meet wesley to get some PROPER shopping done&lt;br /&gt;since yesterday was cut short due to spencer and kiefer's unwillingness&lt;br /&gt;shopping with wesley beats shopping with most ppl a million and one times&lt;br /&gt;mainly cause he's a fun loving guy, with the same passion as me&lt;br /&gt;and has more or less the same taste as me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;you know he bought this shirt i wanted from topshop before i could&lt;br /&gt;and since i didnt wanna get the same shirt, i didnt buy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i bought the shirt he wanted before he could&lt;br /&gt;and since he didnt wanna get the same shirt, he didnt buy it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha confusing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, it was a fruitful and fun trip!&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats shopping with wesley!&lt;br /&gt;(well, almost nothing)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15546220-116991048344135635?l=darrenlife.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://darrenlife.blogspot.com/feeds/116991048344135635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15546220&amp;postID=116991048344135635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/116991048344135635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15546220/posts/default/116991048344135635'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i cabbed home with spencer to bathe&lt;br /&gt;and while i was bathing, he was blasting my speakers&lt;br /&gt;with out sort of sounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to orchard to shop&lt;br /&gt;and i made a wrong choice to go with spencer and kiefer&lt;br /&gt;they so cant shop for nuts&lt;br /&gt;80% of the time, they were hurrying me and wanting to go catch a moive&lt;br /&gt;but still i managed to get a zara blazer which just looks so pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll skip thein between dramatic details&lt;br /&gt;then we went for the class barbecue&lt;br /&gt;and it rained&lt;br /&gt;so a few of us secretly smuggled some food up to the house&lt;br /&gt;and ate there along with some vodka and baileys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, i must say today was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;yet depressing at points&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shucks.&lt;br /&gt;im so awake, i'm gonna watch some naruto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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