<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:12:31.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this little piggy went to school..</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>106</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-116754973490891357</id><published>2006-12-31T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T15:22:14.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31st Dec 2006.</title><content type='html'>so here we are again. last day of the year.&lt;br /&gt;last day of last year was really special to me and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;certain someone&lt;/span&gt; should know why.&lt;br /&gt;last day of this year, however, was kinda strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stayed over at jill's place last night with davidson after watching the game with mark and mel as well. played around with jill's laptop till 2plus-3am. then we finally decided to sleep. davidson owes me 5 pratas. woke up around 11ish.. did econs homework and we left for novena square to eat at BK. then we stoned till 2pm trying to find something to do or somewhere to go. we were desperate. we brainstormed and came up with several ideas, ranging from finding a job to make some quick cash to going fishing at kallang. the BEST plan that we had the whole day was to go take a shit together. anyhows. just reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far, the last day of the year has been pretty BLEAH..&lt;br /&gt;david, we are certified losers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully we'll have plans for later.&lt;br /&gt;happy last day of the year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-116754973490891357?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/116754973490891357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=116754973490891357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/116754973490891357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/116754973490891357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/12/31st-dec-2006.html' title='31st Dec 2006.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-116487369879413791</id><published>2006-11-30T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T16:04:51.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUP GUAN, TECK LEE, GEE SOON SENG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS IT REALLY THAT HARD TO GET A BLEEDING &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GENERATOR&lt;/span&gt;!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALLS TO YOU! S&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;U&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; IS GONNA SHIT UNDER YOUR &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;CHRISTMAS TREE&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/12395172-116487369879413791?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/116487369879413791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=116487369879413791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/116487369879413791'/><link rel='self' 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esplanade to lau par sat to PSA to railway to vivocity. we then cycled around sentosa and then headed to the railway for ramly burgers. after that, we went past SGH, chinatown, clarke quay, dhoby ghaut, cine, wheelock, DFS, RGS, RTC, SCGS, ACSb and finally returned to gentle road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;davidson is THE WORST person to fall asleep with/next to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-116317640360646900?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/116317640360646900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=116317640360646900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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them. for those who didn't make it, fret not. life is bigger than promos. i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loads of stuff to look forward to in the coming months. after that it's back to school again. what a piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ARE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PIECE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHIT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;:)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-116196144910112303?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/116196144910112303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=116196144910112303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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school pipers and the alumni combined to perform for the freemasons. but i didn't get to play la. still not sharp enough. i need molest the ultilties man! headed down to school in my dirty-yellow-beige security guard shirt to meet the rest of the alumni. then wore this funky tie and epaulette made of kilt and a lanyard which refused to stay in the pocket. for the first time in my life, i was dressed up feeling like some military man. pretty cool. then we were handed glengarries to wear and it was complete. we now looked like high-rank security guards. the kinds that actually look good doing their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the place. prepared stuff and all. then they played and it was all good. anyway, there was this part of the event where they brought out the haggis, a traditional scottish dish. haggis = sheeps innards + condiments + boil inside sheep stomach. they brought the haggis out, laid it on the table and this chieftain fella goes up and recites a poem before slicing the haggis. here's part of the poem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Address to a Haggis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,&lt;br /&gt;Great chieftain o' the puddin'-race!&lt;br /&gt;Aboon them a' ye tak yer place,&lt;br /&gt;Painch, tripe, or thairm:&lt;br /&gt;Weel are ye wordy o' a grace&lt;br /&gt;As lang's my airm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The groaning trencher there ye fill,&lt;br /&gt;Your hurdies like a distant hill,&lt;br /&gt;Your pin wad help to mend a mill&lt;br /&gt;In time o need,&lt;br /&gt;While thro your pores the dews distil&lt;br /&gt;Like amber bead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His knife see rustic Labour dicht,&lt;br /&gt;An cut you up wi ready slicht,&lt;br /&gt;Trenching your gushing entrails bricht,&lt;br /&gt;Like onie ditch;&lt;br /&gt;And then, Oh what a glorious sicht,&lt;br /&gt;Warm-reekin, rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. dinner with the alumni tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;let's hope math won't be so difficult!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115902559391062490?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115902559391062490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115902559391062490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115902559391062490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115902559391062490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/09/her-tuition-teacher-pangseh-ed-her.html' title='her tuition teacher pangseh-ed her.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115666010959175069</id><published>2006-08-27T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T14:32:16.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SEE HOW THEY RUN LIKE PIGS FROM A GUN.</title><content type='html'>PROMOS COMING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:750%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WAKE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115666010959175069?l=polekid.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-12395172.post-115392287458991220</id><published>2006-07-26T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:07:54.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pw woohoo!</title><content type='html'>omg i just got owned by a primary school math question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;"Mr. Yap has 10 pens and 7 students. He gives 2 pens to each boy and 1 pen to each girl. How many boys and how many girls are there?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHMYGODD!!! hahaha spent like 10 minutes trying to figure out how to do it. super demoralising la! how on earth did i make it to jc? a few minutes later daniel comes along and says "use algebra lor"..haha he's a GENIUS man. i am going to find out who that Mr. Yap fella is and take his damn 10 pens and stick it up the noses of each of his 7 students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blood donation drive tmr. spam water please.&lt;br /&gt;oh yah my cousin gave birth to a baby boy today. still not sure what his name is gonna be. better not be "Mr. Yap" or sth liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss what we used to share. why so liddat now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN YOU MR. YAP!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115392287458991220?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115392287458991220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115392287458991220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115392287458991220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115392287458991220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/07/pw-woohoo.html' title='pw woohoo!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115366635706887610</id><published>2006-07-23T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:52:37.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's almost been a month. what's happened to us?</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;99 Red Balloons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;you and i in a little toy shop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;set them free at the break of dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;till one by one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;they were gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWWWW..WHAT A CUTE LITTLE SONG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start of a new week!! more MMs from FFJ, more homework, more songs, more sun, more BLACK. i am so black now, i sometimes scare the bejesus outta myself when i look in the mirror!! oh how i wish i was as fair as some &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yellow &lt;/span&gt;chinese fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i've come to realise that i start most of my posts by stating that something is gay (eg: tamil was gay, saturday was gay, binni was gay).. and i've concluded that saying that something is gay at the start of the entry is really quite gay in itself. i must not say gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115366635706887610?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115366635706887610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115366635706887610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115366635706887610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115366635706887610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-almost-been-month-whats-happened.html' title='it&apos;s almost been a month. what&apos;s happened to us?'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115254256104906121</id><published>2006-07-10T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:42:41.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why you so dao?</title><content type='html'>saturday was gay! cycled from my house to sembawang and back! 3.5 hours long!! eunos, paya lebar, aljunied, macpherson, jalan bunga rampai, bartley, toa payoh, bishan, ri/rj, thomson, mandai, sembawang!! saw some &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;damn &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;sexy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ferrari&lt;/span&gt; along the way. listening to the engine was simply orgasmic! damn fierce car. cycled past three camps and some golf range. fricking uphills and downhills were gay man. almost kena banged by bus and other vehicles two or three times la. then on the way back i kena burned by a couple on a two-seater bike. they pedal damn slack but their bike move fricking fast. shame shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched superman with mom in the evening. halfway during the show this little girl shouted "can somebody turn down the volume please? it's too loud!".. and everyone burst out laughing at her.. damn cartoon man..good stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.. churched then shopped with mel. got me a new sling bag man. it's damn &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;big&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;green&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;white&lt;/strong&gt; and i love it. came home at around 6plus and did shit until mom came back.. then left for alvan's house to watch finals.  zidane is a gay! and now my name is MOSEX! haha go figure! we also spammed You Spin Me Round by Adam Sandler. laughed so much that my "head" started to "spin". haha it was funny shit la. had a can of Chang Beer imported from Thailand. it was funny shit too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh few more weeks to promos. why so gay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE ROOF IS ON FIRE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115254256104906121?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115254256104906121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115254256104906121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115254256104906121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115254256104906121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-you-so-dao.html' title='why you so dao?'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115210843415203842</id><published>2006-07-05T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:07:14.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piss and prosperity</title><content type='html'>WHAT HAPPENED TO US?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's gp lesson was fun. basically, our class had a huge argument la. will post some excerpts up here next time. tamil oral was &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. at least i'll never have to speak tamil for an exam again....unless i fail la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sent sarah home today. took 132 to outside PA, then some weird bus all the way down to sembawang, then some other weird bus all the way down to yishun, then 969 to tampines interchange and 28 home. had a nice chat with her. SARAH IS GOOD. haha had my oral with her too, which made it better la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's bus rides were exciting. on my way to school in the morning, i fell asleep on the 154 with my bag on my lap and my phone in my left hand. then i began to dream. and i dreamt that someone was about to poke me. then i dreamt that i tried to protect myself by forcefully flailing my arms about. and then i woke up and i realised that i was really forcefully flailing my arms about. which would've been beyond embarrassing if someone had seen me. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank God for stealth mode&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back home in the 28, i sat at the back of the upperdeck. then this young, lower sec couple boarded the bus and sat at the very front of the upperdeck. and they started making out in full view of everyone. which was beyond disgusting! sheesh. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;such noobs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODNIGHT WORLD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115210843415203842?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115210843415203842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115210843415203842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115210843415203842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115210843415203842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/07/piss-and-prosperity.html' title='piss and prosperity'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115159798677884286</id><published>2006-06-30T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T00:19:46.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sinner, yet called.</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY, HERE I COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115159798677884286?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115159798677884286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115159798677884286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115159798677884286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115159798677884286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/06/sinner-yet-called.html' title='sinner, yet called.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-115159295173665859</id><published>2006-06-29T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T22:55:51.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE GUYS!</title><content type='html'>last paper on wednesday. maths was GAY. heh. anyhows!!!!!!! wednesday was the shit man! after the paper, talked shit in the canteen with everyone else. then played touch from 1 to 4plus. then left for sji and did weights there. then played soccer in sji till 6plus. then came back home feeling BEYOND shagged. fell asleep at midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10am this morning. went online and did shit. then left to meet alvan and victor at orchard at 2plus. walk walk walk. then walked to cine to wait for amos, gary and perry to go eat sushi. then went to the sushi place and we saw the whole damn world there. HEEHEE. thennnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn.. WE ATE MUCH SUHSI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPAMMED SUSHI LIKE SIAO! and loads of other weird eats too. octupus, chicken and KANI MAKI! VICTOR PUKED AND ALVAN HAD A STOMACH ACHE.. apparently ling walked past the sushi place but she too hum to go in cos she scared to get POKED. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaand thennnn.. we walked to somerset mrt.. played with my new atm card. that victor set the language to MELAYU and i didn't undertand shit!! haha but it didn't matter, account had no money anyway. thennn...trained to raffles place and did walked walked walked cos perry had to go collect his ndp tickets! couldn't find the place man!! damn ulu. after that we bussed to victor's house where we spammed ps2 and more food. yesyes. tmr will be fun too. meeting them to play touch in sch at 8. then do shit until dunno what time. then go sji for drums at 4. then after that do more shit la. haha tmr will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah alamak man. at this rate, i am so going to fade away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE GUYS!&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-12395172.post-115131980262546744</id><published>2006-06-26T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T19:03:22.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What would you do if 11 confesses that he/she likes you? haha. i think he alr knows the answer to this</title><content type='html'>tamil and econs today. don't want to think about it anymore man. tamil was just gay. sat next to some damn pro guy. he spent the first 10minutes drawing up some damn pro mindmap IN TAMIL. i began to write straightaway. the gay thing was that he managed to catch up with me in just 10minutes. meaning i took 20minutes to write X-number of lines and he took 20minutes to write X-number of lines and a damn pro mindmap. damn gay man. listening comprehension was a lot better. didn't really listen cos i couldn't really comprehend. anyhows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econs was fun. write and write and write and write. but ohmygod. i needed to pee so badly man. haha after the paper went to pee.. had the best pee this year..damn shiok man. haha i pee-d like there was no tomorrow. lovely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after econs went down to sji to do shit. then went back to cj to do more shit. then now i'm back home. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics tmr. shall chiong tutorials tonight. i'm gonna see how long it takes you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115131980262546744?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115131980262546744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115131980262546744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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holidays were okay i guess. ltc, legion chalet, stayovers, cycling adventures, TRYING to mug. yep. june was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLUS POINTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ltc group was HAPPENING.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;legion chalet was great - nice chats with gideon. plus vodka, his megane coupe cabriolet which we call the batmobile, transexuals at changi village and a whole bunch of fun shit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;church camp was nice - chance to catch up with the rest, wheel them around church in a NTUC trolley, eat nutella and MUG.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i finally saw you after ELEVEN weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;stepping people during touch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;study buddies in school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cockroaches in school.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;new camera!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;freaking the shit outta ling and ferlin at macdonalds with alvan's help.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;earning $2 from betting.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;getting an atm card.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;exams end on wednesday!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ling owned at fencing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sji owned at fencing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i shaved my head.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i saw a piece of shit on the bus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;and a whole bunch of other stuff that i can't remember right now cos i'm supposed to be studying for econs tmr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;MINUS POINTS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;ltc was slightly gay.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my rear tyre punctured when i was almost at your house - forced me to walk up the hill! so gay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kena stepped by people during touch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;blisters on each foot as a result of playing without any shoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mom guessed my atm pin number!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;haven't gotten a new tyre yet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;TAMIL exams tmr.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;victor's ipod kena stunned. whoever took it must be beyond stupid, cos he/she didn't take the headphones. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;more holes in my shorts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;joyce -the-absolutely-hot-9th-floor-neighbour's grandfater passed away at 97.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ling kena molested at fencing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;my dentist won't call me back. bitch.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running out of socks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running out of pens.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;running out of paper.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gay pain in the left knee.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah... so that pretty much sums up my june for you guys. yesyes. i'm damn happy you're back. i will see you soon. and you will be stunned (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh and ling did well today. she and her SPECIAL FRIEND... haha 9months not that long la. few hundred days only. 508 days more to 11th November 2007. 508 days more to alvan's 18th birthday! approximately 508days more to us!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-115124850893649257?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/115124850893649257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=115124850893649257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115124850893649257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/115124850893649257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/06/shorty-cant-handle-this.html' title='shorty can&apos;t handle this.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114942779860721989</id><published>2006-06-04T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T21:29:58.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blubberteaaaa!</title><content type='html'>cycled to victor's house yesterday. took 45 minutes altogether. not bad la. ran a few red lights and almost collided with an sbs bus on the way back, but thankfully i'm still in one piece. yay. didn't bang into any gays and didn't fall down either, so this was quite a good trip la. yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldn't sleep last night. was really hoping that you'd call me back. but yeah, you had your own stuff to do so nvm la. went into my mom's room and told her i couldn't sleep. so i slept in her room. woke up at noon. missed the morning mass... bummed around at home and watched more james bond. then i decided to practice stepping. quite productive. i'm TOTALLY gonna run circles arnd ling when i fence against her. cos she is lousy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ltc tomorrow. will be gone till thurs. should be ample time to sort myself out la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA ALVAN JST SAID : " cb! where the fck is the macdonalds' guy! FCK! FCKING LONG! whata FCK ah! fck man! fcking long!cbbbbbbb! CCB!"&lt;br /&gt;haha that macdonalds guy is so SCREWED man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CANNOT WAIT FOR THE DAY WHEN THINGS GO BACK TO HOW THEY USED TO BE BECAUSE THIS IS KILLING ME MAN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh..alvan just heard an engine outside his house... he's gone to have a look..&lt;br /&gt;alvan: WHAT THE FCKCKCKCKCKC!!!! fck i call and kp the woman. they said 5-10 min time. WHAT THE FCK! CB!"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;macdonalds is just screwed up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I LOVE MY PRINCESS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, will get back to packing my shit for tmr. yep. see you all on THURSDAY, HOOOO!! THIS POST IS SNEAKY AS HELL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114942779860721989?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114942779860721989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114942779860721989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114942779860721989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114942779860721989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/06/blubberteaaaa.html' title='blubberteaaaa!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114926128291195881</id><published>2006-06-02T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T23:14:42.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mulatto</title><content type='html'>cycled from home to suntec and back on tuesdayyyyy.. ran a red light.. and i rode on the road! getting more daring, but got my trusty helmet to save my ass. ride was quite uneventful. shall cycle to victor's house this sunday or sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had trng today. met ling in sch at 7 to study. weights at 8 plusplus. field at 9plusplus. played with the step ladders. damn fun but fricking difficult to do. and then we went to "coyote ugly". coach a bit too creative alr. bummed around after trng. showered in the new showers. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;THEY ARE THE SEX&lt;/span&gt;. so clean, so new, so spacious, so EVERYTHING. headed down to town with the rest. lunched at far east. walked to heeren to buy shorts. then went to cine with victor. supposed to study but ended up walking around and looking at shit. then we decided to go back to sji to play arnd. walked from cine to taka, through wisma, to wheelock, lido and then the sji bus stop. aaaand then..reached sji and bummed arnd summore. played touch. we are too noob to be true man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed home and watched XMEN on tv! omg xmen so cool. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows. here's what's new with me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got three new pairs of shorts.&lt;br /&gt;my lower retainer broke again.&lt;br /&gt;my camera died.&lt;br /&gt;i found 5cents in the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;both my wrists crack when i rotate them.&lt;br /&gt;aaaaanddd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I GOT A FRICKIN TAN!&lt;/span&gt; which is just crazy cos i thought i couldn't get any darker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.. few days back, i dreamt of my priness.&lt;br /&gt;and it was gooooooood (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114926128291195881?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114926128291195881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114926128291195881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114926128291195881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114926128291195881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/06/mulatto.html' title='mulatto'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114891862311406592</id><published>2006-05-29T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T00:04:49.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS LITTLE PIGGY WENT TO HELL!</title><content type='html'>okaaaaaaayyyyyy... at lionel's house now.. staying over with victor. this is victor's first time seeing somebody blog. he just said "WTF." hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said WTF again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to living on a prayer.. good shit man. hahaha victor feels damn noob now because he hasn't seen anybody blog before. haha and i bet he's impressed by my typing skills.. yesyes. alamak he said no. shit. okaaaaaaaaayyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lionel's in the shower playing with himself now. he misses his &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk victor has requested me to write sth damn emo. here it is:&lt;br /&gt;wah shit i feel damn bad and sad and i think i should jst go flush my head down the toilet bowl because i keep on making so many typo errors during this post. i'm so noob. even my grandmother types better than me. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. gotta study soon...actually NOW. but sooon la..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; samming&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haribo at lionel's place is quite happening man. hahaha lionel has a lot of gay shit in his room. i swear, i've never seen so much gay shit in my entire life. it's like... shit that's gay la! which is just wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR EXAMPLE: lionel's got this really gay spongebob shit in his room that whispers sweet nothings to him at night when he misses his &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;SUM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah..this post is slightly gay. i'm blogging about two guys that i'm staying over with. which is damn wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..shall let victor blog for a while..unless he's too noob to type as pro as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor is l337.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay..shall let lionel blog for a while..unless he's too&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; SUM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to type.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses is going to die after he finishes blogging...I will pinck his nipples.....And make sure they're purple 2moro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidently, lionel cannot type too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyyyyyyy... time to do some maths.&lt;br /&gt;JESUS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my princess and i hope she's doing FINE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114891862311406592?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114891862311406592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114891862311406592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114891862311406592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114891862311406592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/this-little-piggy-went-to-hell.html' title='THIS LITTLE PIGGY WENT TO HELL!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114874539767162062</id><published>2006-05-27T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:56:37.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>once you go black, you can't go back.</title><content type='html'>today was alright. woke up at 11am. left house at 1230. cycled down to junction 8 and back. reach home at 3pm. quite exciting la. fell down twice because of errors in judgement. both times i pretended to inspect my bike for any loose parts, as if it was the bike's fault la. super malu man. yeah. cycled past singapore post, cisco building, macpherson ite, jalan bunga rampai, serangoon, my aunt's place, alvan's place, bishan mrt tracks, junction 8 and mon's place, ri, ST building, mr ang's place, Comfort Delgro building, bartley sec, macpherson, aljunied, my uncle's place, my grandmother's place, geylang polyclinic and finally got back home. on the way back i collided into some gay. stupid fella didn't know if he was gonna walk left or right then i didn't know which way he was going so i banged into him la. i was fine but the fella nearly fell and he grabbed my arm as if to prevent me from falling, but he was actually stabilising himself cos i almost knocked him over. he smiled at me and asked if i was okay. i said "yeah, sorry" and quickly cycled away man. that fella is gay la! i rode over his toes when i hit him and he was smiling! never born properly la that fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bummed around when i got home. had dinner and watched Undercover Brother on starmovies. absolutely hilarious. show was about blaxploitation. i think i'm gonna buy the vcd or sth. went on youtube and viewed some incubus videos and other weird videos of pro people playing guitars. saw a couple of james brown videos too - I SWEAR THE DUDE HAS NO BONES IN HIS LEGS. the way he dances is insane. good stuff. did more shit and nowwwww, i'm off to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;br /&gt;i love you. please be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114874539767162062?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114874539767162062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114874539767162062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114874539767162062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114874539767162062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/once-you-go-black-you-cant-go-back.html' title='once you go black, you can&apos;t go back.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114822122985668642</id><published>2006-05-21T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T22:20:29.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>liAnzZ mAhhxx.</title><content type='html'>friday was fun. went for eats with william, marianne and eileen at far east bk. thenn went back to school for the concert. it was DAMN BORING. wanted to go for ice cream with them after the concert but mom said no. came back home and slept like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 11 on saturday. did some work till arnd 3 plus. then spammed james bond movies on starmovies and slacked till 6. went for a ride. took the usual route but this time i went down to sandra's area instead of turning back. stopped over at singapore post to do some shopping and returned home at 8pm. did more work and stuff. ahha my princess got her own fanclub. all the little kiddies want her autograph. slept at midnightttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning, woke up at 10. did history notes in bed till 1030. (mass was at 1030). showered and cabbed down to church. couldn't find sandra, deb or joe so stood alone la. after mass walked back home in the rain and slept. and thennnnnn.. spent the whole day on the floor watching tv. managed to squeeze in one james bond movie. goldeneye i think. yeah.. did more stuff during the day and here i am now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, i guess this weekend was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i bought a new eraser. his name is james bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy.. will go do something else. it's the last week of the term. yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and here's an excerpt from a convo i was having with milli:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;HEEHEEXXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;Mill! w@t YOu DoiNGxz?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i dUnCh n0ex leHxXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;aLam@kz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;Y euuu DuNcHH n0eXX?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i sTeWpIdx mAhxXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;Eh! DuNCHH S@ee L!k3 taT larxz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;moses&lt;/span&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;eUu berii $m@rtX oNeZz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;omgomg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; says:&lt;br /&gt;i give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;u win ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;says:&lt;br /&gt;e best lian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114822122985668642?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114822122985668642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114822122985668642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114822122985668642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114822122985668642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/lianzz-mahhxx.html' title='liAnzZ mAhhxx.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114795986766820930</id><published>2006-05-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T21:45:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>housingsss</title><content type='html'>once again, for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today ling killed my eraser. but it wasn't just any eraser. i had it since i was sec2 i think. it was a real tiny, bouncy little sorry excuse of an eraser. but i treasured it greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i threw it at her first and it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; off the grandstand and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; all the way down the grandstand and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; onto the floor but thankfully, it did not &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounce&lt;/span&gt; into the gooey stuff in the drain. later on she needed to borrow my eraser cos she couldn't find hers. so she went down to retrieve it. and after she was done using it, she threw it back at me but it &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; off the grandstand and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; all the way down the grandstand and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bounced&lt;/span&gt; into the gooey stuff in the drain. i was damn sad for about 5 minutes. then after that i was okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is that later on, ling found her eraser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay back to econs la. i need to sleep man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i need my darling!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114795986766820930?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114795986766820930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114795986766820930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114795986766820930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114795986766820930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/housingsss.html' title='housingsss'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114769869854251563</id><published>2006-05-15T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T21:11:38.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oi, brudder!</title><content type='html'>okay this post for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;: you realised we didnt bump into each other since morning! so i couldnt show you my cute yellow wallet!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moses: what's up with your wallet man?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;: its as cute as me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moses: OH MY GOD. i'm totally blogging about this. EGO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ling&lt;/span&gt;: what? im cute what.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EGO TO THE MAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was gay.. lost to mi again.. yeah.. my groin screwed me but can't be helped la. ac raped ny nicenice. tmr will be gay too. got pe and yoga after school. nyaa is fun. alrighty, off to watch tv. gotta choose between desperate housewives (babe = eva longoria) and physics (babe = physics tutor). tough decision no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i see you, i'll take your hand in mine and we'll fly. sometime in july yeah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114769869854251563?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114769869854251563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114769869854251563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114769869854251563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114769869854251563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/oi-brudder.html' title='oi, brudder!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114760303225553244</id><published>2006-05-14T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T18:37:50.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 weeks and counting.</title><content type='html'>okay this entry is specially for &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ling&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. she somehow found my blog. so sneakyyyy.. tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, she wants me to mention how i bumped into her on the 132 on thursday after MI:3 with my class because she claims that it's the highlight of the day. actually it really was quite amazing la. i messaged her asking her where she was and she said that she was at the bus stop opposite FAR EAST. then as we left, i tried looking for her at the bus stop but she wasn't there la. so in other words, she bluffed me. then she told me that she was at the bus stop across the OTHER FAR EAST. how i know got difference?! she just said FAR EAST! she bluffed me! then she say my fault..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we boarded the 132 at the 105 bus stop la.. then when i boarded i shouted " cheryling are you here?!".. and we went to the upper deck.. and she was there la!!!! haha it's so creepy la.. she stalking me i think.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's about it.. ling is damn funny and damn smart and she loves her physics tutor. &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;CHERYLING IS GOOD FOR A LEVELS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today damn slack. did some shit and then watched tv the whole day. good stuff.. oh yeah,&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; my pw group OWNS&lt;/span&gt;. 2121-word GPP and we're not even done yet. HEEHE!! alright time for more tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sometime in july (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114760303225553244?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114760303225553244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114760303225553244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114760303225553244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114760303225553244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/6-weeks-and-counting.html' title='6 weeks and counting.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114750489973250669</id><published>2006-05-13T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T17:15:09.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okaaaaaay! hard gay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I'M SICK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN FLU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this week has been pretty evenful. monday we beat hci. tues we rested and for some gay reason, i caught the bug. wednesday we got molested really badly by pjc. thurs was cool. friday was fast. today's saturday. sunday will be sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cjc sports carnival on thursday. it's actually quite boring if you're not participating in anything la. played touch with my class. my class not too bad at touch man. then we headed down to wisma where we played with the urinal flushes and had lunch at food republic. after which we proceeded to lido for MI:3. the show completely blew my mind away. was super high (in a scary way) after the show cos i just seriously buay tahan the cool-ness of MI:3 la. then....few of us went down to jan tai's house for dinner.. jan tai's television got problem. returned home after food and it was friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday:&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10plus. felt like shit. couldn't speak properly. met jeremy, victor and daniel at city hall. bumped in to loi there too. it's been a long time. then took 195 down to jeremy's place. did projectwork(which is for gays). jeremy's house damn cool man. can see singapore river and cine and wisma and meritus mandarin and godknowswhereelse. after workinggg, daniel, victor and i walked down to great world. had chicken rice at some shop which vic recommended. looksee looksee, took neoprints..they were screwed up man. daniel's first time taking a neoprint. then daniel and i had fun in the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bussed down to daniel's place. drummed arnd and played xbox. he pwned us at DoA, that bloody cheater. left for victor's house at arnd 8ish. put our stuff down and had dinner at the railway station. ramly burger is the sex. went back up to his house and waited for alvan's call. thennnn went to mee alvan at interchange. put his stuff back in the house and we went down to the station again. ordered ramly burgers again. it's really the sex la. then we walked all the way down to someone's house and left something there. i feel really stupid about it now cos i made them walk so far. i hope the something i left matters to the someone who picked it up. and thennnnnn..we walked back to victor's and slacked. slept at arnd one. woke up at 8. played ps2 till 11plus. did math till 1215. left spottiswoode and did more math at macdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. so this week has been pretty eventful. some really high points, some really low points. ahhhhh.. life is gay..haha it's been 6weeks exactly. so near yet so far. i'm sorry if i annoyed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall go do more math now. it's only 3pm but it feels like 7..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAY, SAY SAY!! HOOOOOOOOOO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114750489973250669?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114750489973250669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114750489973250669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114750489973250669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114750489973250669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/okaaaaaay-hard-gay.html' title='okaaaaaay! hard gay!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114699429743316484</id><published>2006-05-07T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-07T17:31:37.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>case study SPC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'M BACK!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mmmm..it's been a few weeks since i've been here. this place is starting to smell like geylang serai market. gotta clean it up man. hmmm anyway, here are some cool things which happened over the past month:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;chuck scored cjc's first try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mark scored cjc's second try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mathieu got cjc's first yellow card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;victor got cjc's second yellow card.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;all of this happened in one game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my right thumb got problem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;good thing i use my left hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;my television blew up while mom was watching soccer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just left the com cos i had to pee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;davidson got a new haircut for school so that he would fit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;davidson is still as gay as ever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;davidson is damn eg0.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;davidson is such a camwhore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;davidson pawned me at dota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i pawned davidson at fifa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;rotiboy+milo = good way to start the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;bananas give you energy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i was served bandung by a tranny at the prata shop near my place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i just burped.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i will always love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;i miss jill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;jill owes me a brownie cos i totally owned her at checkers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaand.. i gotta go do math now..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mark - go for lectures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;milli - pay attention during econs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;lauw - stop cheating during your econs tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;mandi - you're not a man la. jon is the man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;moses - go do math now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114699429743316484?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114699429743316484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114699429743316484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114699429743316484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114699429743316484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/05/case-study-spc.html' title='case study SPC.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114416375333374935</id><published>2006-04-04T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T23:15:53.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>such is life.</title><content type='html'>"if you truly love someone let her go. if she was truly meant to be yours she'd come back to you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the reason why mark will be one of my best friends till the day i die. and yes, although the line does sound corny, it makes a hell lot of sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be waiting for you.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm hoping you'd wait for me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114416375333374935?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114416375333374935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114416375333374935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114416375333374935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114416375333374935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/04/such-is-life.html' title='such is life.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114303653528835025</id><published>2006-03-22T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T22:18:40.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday eve.</title><content type='html'>kk.. time for an update..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was talking to jill online.. i miss her LOADS..anyhows, here's one of our convos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: tubular bells no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: it's not tubular bells. nor cowbells. nor jawbells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: jillbells?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: mosesbells?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: eh you damn funny la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: like duh. of course i'm funny....moses moses! i ask you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: WHY DID THE CROSS-EYED TEACHER GET SACKED FROM SCHOOL?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: i dunno..cos he was gay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: COS HE COULDN'T CONTROL HIS PUPILS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-insert cheeky laugh-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah actually her joke wasn't that bad.. she's improving la.. haha.. she had another joke to share la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: WHY DID THE CYCLOP'S SCHOOL CLOSE DOWN?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;moses: cos....i dunno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill: cos he only had ONE PUPIL!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;ahh..i miss jill many many.. haven't had a nice chat with her in a long long while..heehee..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's my lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;i love my princess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114303653528835025?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114303653528835025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114303653528835025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114303653528835025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114303653528835025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/03/birthday-eve.html' title='birthday eve.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-114096271719563764</id><published>2006-02-26T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T22:05:17.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got someone.</title><content type='html'>i ought to be paid to blog man. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FRESH TEMPLATE DESPERATELY NEEDED! anyone bored enough to make me a NEW TEMPLATE? lol kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm gonna make this blog a monthly or something.. cos yeah..it's DAMN sian to blog here la.. so depressing.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many birthdays coming..i can smell it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PRETTY PRINCESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-114096271719563764?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/114096271719563764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=114096271719563764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114096271719563764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/114096271719563764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-got-someone.html' title='i got someone.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113859702570645992</id><published>2006-01-30T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T12:59:24.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fkying.</title><content type='html'>hokay..shall update.. saturday was nice. cn't remember what time i woke up, but i know i dota-ed till arnd 1ish..then cabbed down to sji for curia..showed the cab driver my face on the huge poster outside school, with the hope that i'd get a discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curia was the same la. the officers are still damn lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn..returned home at around 4..packed some clothes and a frisbee and left for east coast with my mom. met my uncle, his wife and their two kids there.. set up the tent and stuff..then my other uncle and his wife came..then yeah.. lazed arnd..got the fire going..burned loadsa stuff..bbqed a lot of food.. satay, otah, lamb, chicken, leaves, twigs, newspaper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had some &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chocolates&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wine&lt;/span&gt; at night..many shiok. played cards and talked cock with my uncles and aunts..they taught me a couple of card games...spade seven, inside outside, 5-card..yepp..thenn... burned more leaves and shit..rented a bike from 11-12 and cycled like there was no tomorrow. my aunt and my mom also cycled a bit la.. my mom couldn't find our tent on her way back. she didn't bring her phone either so if i hadn't spotted her, she'd be cycling all the way to malaysia. OR, she could've had an accident and died. crazy woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept at 5am and woke up at 6plus.. went for a swim.. water was damn cold man..haha and the sunrise was really really cool. played arnd in the water with the cousins till 9plus..then showered and went home, but not before burning more leaves and newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at around 11.. slept from 12-6pm.. woke up and slacked..then went back to bed at 1030ish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep.. the whole thing was good la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;legion oldboy's gathering later tonight. gonna gamble. shall make me some MONEY.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i did this quiz.. "how boyish or girlish are you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm 50-50.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113859702570645992?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113859702570645992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113859702570645992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113859702570645992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113859702570645992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/01/fkying.html' title='fkying.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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feel as if milli's angry with me for some reason..she can be damn stoned..but then again, i'm ALWAYS in stealth mode..so not my fault.. i didn't ask to be born stealthy. anyway, she quite cartoon la. also very smiley. many cute also. and she got weird dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love talking to these two..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also love the canteen uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, i can count from 1 to 10 and order chicken rice in teochew. hahaha..and i scored a fantastically sneaky try during touch today..haha must be the STEALTH mode man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tkcare all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113742411270936307?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113742411270936307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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eight day of the year.. jolly good. haha school's been good.yup..16 people in my class..11 guys and 5 girls..pretty interesting la..okay shall end here..haha oh and i think that Aerials by System Of A Down has nice lyrics. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Life is a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;We're one in the river&lt;br /&gt;And one again after the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through the void&lt;br /&gt;We hear the word&lt;br /&gt;We lose ourselves&lt;br /&gt;But we find it all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause we are the ones that want to play&lt;br /&gt;Always want to go&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we are the ones that want to choose&lt;br /&gt;Always want to play&lt;br /&gt;But you never want to lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aerials, in the sky&lt;br /&gt;When you lose small mind&lt;br /&gt;You free your life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is a waterfall&lt;br /&gt;We drink from the river&lt;br /&gt;Then we turn around and put up our walls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through the void&lt;br /&gt;We hear the word&lt;br /&gt;We lose ourselves&lt;br /&gt;But we find it all...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113672912747438753?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113672912747438753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113672912747438753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113672912747438753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113672912747438753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2006/01/free-your-eyes.html' title='free your eyes.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113604114500572361</id><published>2005-12-31T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:59:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year's eve 2005.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;happy new year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:270%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;thank you to all who made 2005 special and smelly. more to come in 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113604114500572361?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113604114500572361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113604114500572361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113604114500572361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113604114500572361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/12/new-years-eve-2005.html' title='new year&apos;s eve 2005.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113549913185244158</id><published>2005-12-25T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T16:25:31.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks for the pig!</title><content type='html'>merry christmas to all..may we all be filthy rich in the year to come..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas eve was great.. woke up at 10..dota till 12..cabbed to parkway parade to meet jeremy to get sandra's gift. bus-ed back home and played more dota. then met david, buns, kiat and leonard at paya lebar mrt..david passed me my christmas nano..came back home cleaned up my room a bit before leaving for mass at sji. after mass, hopped onto a 154 and returned home. rushed down to church to meet the church people..sat with jeremy, sandra and deb. my mom (that MAD woman) sat with us too. it's amazing how she's able to make friends with almost anyone. she'll never ever get lonely. anyway..pageant was pretty dumb..mass was pretty draggy.. but it was all good after that.. went around church wishing people..got gifts from quite a number of peeps..feel pretty bad cos i didn't really buy any presents for anybody..(blame the nano...sucked up all my cash man..hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnn...joel, sandra, jeremy and i cabbed back to sandra's place.. stayed up the whole night..i was super famished man..wolfed down the food at her place..good stuff.. sandra makes really good drinks..talked about loadsa shit that night (actually it was this morning).. took a couple of pictures too..shall upload later tonight..we talked about mercedez &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ben&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;z and BMW, tsunamis, ghosts, gays, gay ghosts, PEOPLE-WHO-LIKE-TO-TOUCH-OTHER-PEOPLE, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bananas &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;papayas&lt;/span&gt;, paedophilia, soggy biscuits, alcohol and whether or not a girl, who has been hit in her secret (not really secret if you're from ij....kidding sandra!) area, experiences the same pain a guy feels when somebody SMACKS his jewels point blank. haha i just realised that we sorta forgot the birthday boy last night..happy birthday jesus!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left her place at arnd 6plus..maybe 7..haha it was drizzling..took a few more pictures before we left and walked in the rain with newspapers shielding us from the rain, screaming merry christmas and waving at everyone as we passed..damn crazy man!! people see us, confirm call police..haha thanks sandra for having us..love you guys man!..we should do this every year man!! get a few more people t0o..maybe your &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;COUGHCOUGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back home..uploaded more songs into the ipod and fell asleep..today's gonna be damn sian man..don't think any of my relatives are coming down..so it's just me and my mad mother at home...i feel for her la..although there'd be fewer people coming down this year as a result of the fight last year, my mom still put in loads of effort to prepare the food and the house la..quite sad case.. ohwells..christmas won't be the same again la.. she cooked food at arnd 12 cos a couple of my uncles and aunts said they'd be coming down for lunch only.. but no one's turned up yet.. which SUCKS BIG TIME..there's a party tonight and i wouldn't mind going la (only cos i got protection down there)..but she refused to let me go..aiyah nvm..i think i'll feel bad if i go and enjoy myself while she's having a shitty christmas all alone at home..it's at times like this when i wish my dad was still around.. so he can go talk shit with her and she'd be happy la.. OEI DAD!! YOU PANGSEH ME LEH!! BASKET!! haha..alrighty..shall go do something else la...i can't believe that i'm actually bored enough to type out an entry..AND ON CHRISTMAS DAY OF ALL DAYS! i should be enjoying myself like crazy la, not BLOGGING..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas to all.. may we be filthy rich in the year to come..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113549913185244158?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113549913185244158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113549913185244158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113549913185244158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113549913185244158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/12/thanks-for-pig.html' title='thanks for the pig!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113549742029722887</id><published>2005-12-25T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-25T15:57:36.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:270%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MONICA'S PARTY ROCKED!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113549742029722887?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113549742029722887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113549742029722887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113549742029722887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113549742029722887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/12/monicas-party-rocked.html' title=''/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113516861961893137</id><published>2005-12-21T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T20:36:59.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's finally OFF!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:270%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;SANDRA'S PARTY ROCKED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113516861961893137?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113516861961893137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113516861961893137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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nov.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;friday (18th Nov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the papers ended, went to town to watch emily rose with the guys.. super scary.. haha..after that had dinner at wisma i think.. then took a bus to mark's place..john and i stayed over..reached there at around 11 plus i think.. mark's younger brother is damn good at ps2 games.. we got molested man.. hahaha john slept and woke up at around 3 something cos he was leaving for bali..i drifted in and out of sleep until john left.. went up to the room and knocked out on the bed.. i love sleeping at mark's place...anywhere also can sleep..damn shiok..woke up at like 12 noon and left for home..(it's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; already) went to town after that..can't remember what i did..then came home and slacked around..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sunday(20th Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for mass with the church peeps..after that we had lunch and talked a bit at parkway..then i went to town..can't remember what i did...i dun think i can remember much of what i've done in town over the past week..anyway..after town, left for tp to pool with gideon..was damn late..but we pooled anyway..then went for the confirmation mass at risen christ..saw a whole bunch of familiar faces..although i missed a few la..haha..i heard that archie slipped while he was walking towards the altar or something.. quite amusing.. after mass..had dinner with the legion bums at pasta..jason sin's treat.. gerad was there too..stupid clown..played bridge with eugene wong, james and gerad..kena molested...gerad's hand is damn suay..after dinner, we sneaked jason, joel and hansel in to the tp pool place..played with gerad, james, joel, jason and hansel..cannot play with gerad..only know how to make people laugh and miss shots..after pool, trained back with jason to the east.. yupp..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;monday (21st Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't really remember what happened on monday..i know i was in town till late...i played pool and lan..i think i watched harry potter..haha dunno la, basically i had a jolly good time and came home really really really late..was out with anthony and the 03 people..oh and buns too..yeah..buns was there..i think i walked from cine to lido to cine to lido to heeren..yeah...met sean tseng along the way..he said that in rj, there's this group of ri guys who sit together during recess and share jokes..and when they think that the joke is funny they laugh..but they don't laugh normally..they actually say "LOL"..so like..if someone says something funny, they'll all go "LOL LOL LOL"....hahaha funny people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tuesday (22nd Nov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met anthony at somerset mrt at around 2pm...waited for an hour for the rest to come..went to heeren to buy christmas presents..then..i dunno where we went first..but i know we pooled at meridian..haiqual almost couldn't enter..hahaha thank God he's sixteen already..after pool, played lan..got owned at dota..then played cs..my cs is okay la..yeah..then had dinner..there's this chendol at the meridian foodcourt..3bucks..HUGE bowl..the aunty put a lot of everything..damn good..ahah dunno la, maybe she likes me.. then..left for home..yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wednesday (23rd Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school in the morning for that PAE thingy..waste of time..good thing it's settled already la..yeah..after that went to town..realised that all the shops were closed..so bought tickets for emily rose and went home..then came back to town..met my friend and we watched emily rose...watching it a second time didn't seem as scary la..but i was seriously freaked out at some parts..headed over to nydc aftr the show..we ordered mudpies..cost about $20 in total..and we forgot to pay..haha..then walked around town...i learnt how to shop for women's shoes..pretty interesting..but damn complicated la..i love being a guy..a shoe is a shoe..wear or don't wear, entirely up to you. nice or ugly, doesn't really matter.. as long as can wear and it's comfy, i'm a happy boy. haha looked at some high-end clothes..green jeans and stuff..stuff people with jobs cannot afford..haha maybe when i become king of the world, i'll buy green jeans for everyone..oh and i'll make trees out of cotton candy too..yup..after my friend left, walked down from orchard mrt to meridian to lan with davidson, anthony, abra, zac, kenneth and the 03 guys..once again, i got molested at dota..hahaha..ohwells..good fun la..so yeah...wednesday was a lovely day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;thursday (24th Nov)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met joel, james, jason and gideon for pool..meridian was full..seemed as if the whole world was there..blame the A-level bums la..their papers ended that day..so we went down to paradigm..pooled there..i nearly beat gideon..damn gay la..he's too good.. better than sandra i think..haha then after gideon and joel left, james, jason and i went over to meridian to play lan..jason and i teamed up against james..and we got our asses handed to us.. james is damn pro..jason and i got damn sian after a while..cos every 5 minutes or so, james would kill us..he's damn good la..after lan, went back home..yeah.. oh and btw, i think the lights outside the istana are really really really really nice..okay, maybe not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; nice la..but they're BLUE..so quite cool..yeahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;friday (25th Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;went out with jill..waited for her for SO DAMN LONG at wisma..haha went down to taka cos she wanted to buy a top..her nike bag is uber hot..it really suits her..anyway, she eventually bought a top..haha she took pictures inside the dressing room la..ego....hahah....had takopachi with her and then we walked to meridian..pooled with jill..she's quite good.. although she has a tendency to shoot the cue ball OUT of the table...and she made ME go pick it up..so everyone thought that i was the one who shot it out..she scared to lose face in front of so many people..played 7 games..i won 4-3..but it should've been 5-2..cos my cue ball went in with the eight ball when it wasn't supposed to..good game jill..we'll play again soon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked down to far east and bussed to her place..waited for that gayvidson at newton mrt.. then went over to jill's house..went into the room..said hi to her dad and her sis..haha her bed is damn comfy..and she's got this really vicious hamster called Mike..but it's damn adorable la...when you see it, you feel like eating it.. HURR..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played checkers using coins..beat jill too..but damn fluke la..she could've won.. hahah played with her online over the week too..won a couple of games.. ahaha then i ate one of her lollipops without knowing that it was of great sentimental value to her..i'm sorry!!! the lolli was a few months old, but it damn good la... haha..then we lazed around on the bed..stupid davidson always making some funny sound with his mouth..cannot keep quiet man.. haha after much deliberation, we decided to play table tennis la..watched jill play davidson..i suck at table tennis..haha i suck at tennis too.. haha guess i just suck la.. david is damn good.. jill damn good too..their game was so intense la..haha jill motivates herself by talking to herself.. makes her look like a mad woman..after table tennis, david and i left jill's place and headed over to my place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;put our stuff down and walked to singapore post to search for warcraft battlechest aaaaaaaand it was OUT OF STOCK! so we bussed to parkway to look for battlechest there.. we went to mph, best denki and other funny funny shops..ALL DON'T HAVE!! so we gave up and settled on some stupid soccer game..waste of money la..haha had dinner at yoshinoya and cabbed home..then mark called and said that he'll be coming over..so we met him at paya lebar mrt..when we were all back home, we got damn bored.. so there was a little bit of that stupid soccer game, some pokemon, a pinch of goblet of fire, a pile of newman magazines, 20 piece nuggets from macdonalds at 2am and one gayvidson. slept at 3am (it's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;saturday&lt;/span&gt; already) and planned to wake up at 5 to leave for airport..cos anthony was migrating to canada..but we overslept and my mom barged in to wake us up..cabbed down to the airport and had breakfast with martina chan and the 03 guys who came to see anthony off.. shawn lee and kann were there too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after anthony left, mark and david followed me home..took some money and cabbed over to mark's place after sending david home.. mark's younger brother taught me how to play dota.. he's damn cartoon la.. hahah good kid..mark took a nap and i dota-ed for damn long..i left at around 4pm i think..met david, kiat, buns and leonard for dota at paradiz..buns and i owned david, leonard and kiat..haha..they left after that..i walked to sim lim square to buy battlechest..found the dumb game and rushed back home to install it.. played more dota with mark and his cousin on bnet that night..i'm a noob man..long way to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sunday (27th Nov)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't go for mass with the church peeps..met sandra and deb for lunch at parkway..deb left for the airport to meet her "friend"...hahaha she looked pretty nice that day..dressed up especially for her "friend"..haha pooled with sandra.. kena molested.. she's damn pro la..i don't understand man.. she can make all the funny funny shots..hell scary..after pool i walked home from parkway parade.. played more dota on bnet..then left for evening mass.. went up to the choir loft..saw everyone again..the choir girl got prettier la..hahah and she tried to make conversation by talking about my sling bag which i brought along with me everywhere..hahaha maybe i'll pool with her next sunday..after choir, came home and dota-ed..buns couldn't dota..stupid nut..damn gay la...played with linton and gareth too...hahaha i guess i'm improving la..gonna dota with buns, kiat and david on tuesday..slept at 1 and woke up this morning at 8..played one game of dota and got started on this entry...took me one frickin hour to type this thing.. i think i'm gonna blog weekly from now on..hahha cos i want to dota my life away.. take care all... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;merry christmas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113314801812929476?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113314801812929476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113314801812929476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113314801812929476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113314801812929476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/youre-invited.html' title='you&apos;re invited.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113210733805595665</id><published>2005-11-16T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-16T10:15:38.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMGOMGOMG.</title><content type='html'>HOHO!! O's are endingggggg...so many things planned.. so exciting.. ahaha..jill i promise you, i'll stick a piece of tissue paper up your nose one day.. tsk tsk..physics paper later today..then amath on thurs and chem and hist on fri..then &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i'm FREE&lt;/span&gt;...haha can smell it coming..and it smells DAMN GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwells..gotta prepare for physics....eeyer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"i got the shakes that'll make you quake. i got the fries that'll cross your eyes. i got the burgers that'll......i've just got burgers." - Cheeseburger Eddy&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113210733805595665?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113210733805595665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113210733805595665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113210733805595665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113210733805595665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/omgomgomg.html' title='OMGOMGOMG.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113196792020014227</id><published>2005-11-14T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T19:32:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOUCHE!</title><content type='html'>moses is a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FRICKIN PINK PANTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. he's a bloody wimp. i can't believe i scared him so easily. i almost made him cry. sheesh. what is wrong with you? haha i'll strike again whe you least expect it. anyway, i'm going off to dubai during the holidays.. will get you a samurai from dubai. maybe his name will be T.T Durai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and by the way, i'm so sexy it freaks me out..hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-* jill&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113196792020014227?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113196792020014227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113196792020014227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113196792020014227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113196792020014227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/touche.html' title='TOUCHE!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113172898555934083</id><published>2005-11-12T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:09:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you loved me even though i don't deserve it.</title><content type='html'>weeeeeeeeekenddd.. yay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so far..had ss, emath 1 and 2 and english 1 and 2.. quite a slack week..social studies was damn gay, as mentioned in the previous entry. emath 1 was damn careless. emath 2 was damn gay and damn careless.. if i get an A1 for emath, i've gotta treat mark to carl jr's.. if i get A2, he treats me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the most exciting paper was english. it was my first encounter with a grumpy, bald man. he was invigilating our paper 1 and he seemed like a pleasant fellow la..spoke in a very warm but firm manner and although he was losing his patience with us, it was obvious that he was trying to be as nice as he possibly could. the paper was about to end and everything seemed alright. i submitted the paper and he left the classroom with the whole stack. was happy that the essays were over la..until i realised that i wrote the wrong essay question number on the cover page and the answer script.. fear set in and flight automatically followed(sounds familiar eh?). ran to the hall with shawn and begged the invigilator to allow me to change the stupid number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he said "i'm sorry, it's too late."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i nearly pissed my pants man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately, there was another invigilator standing nearby and he saw how perturbed i looked. so the kind man (God bless his soul) asks "what's wrong boy?" and i told him that i needed to change the number. so he bravely approaches the grumpy, bald man and requests that he extract my script and allow me to change. the grumpy, bald man was reluctant but eventually allowed me to change the stupid question number la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was so damn relieved. long life to nice people and may many ants fill evil people's pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway..today was relatively slack. didn't do much..went over to mark's place after the emath2 paper and played fifa '06..crazy game man! it's slightly difficult la, cos you can't use the direction pad. so i'm forced to use the analog controls which i wasn't used to la. the most irritating thing is that everytime i hit the direction pad, my player just stops moving altogether and mark steals my ball from me. haha but i'm getting better la.. cameroon kinda suck because Das Mo's not playing for them..haha AC Milan's my new favourite team.. watched Whose Line too..funny shit man..haha eh anyone out there who wants to listen to some of the Whose Line Hoedowns, just gimme a buzz, a bizz or a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left his place at around 6 and reached home at 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, this is SPECIALLY FOR MARK:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fluid &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adjective: - readily reshaped; pliable&lt;br /&gt;                     - smooth and flowing; graceful &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fluidity&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noun : the property of flowing easily&lt;br /&gt;[synonyms: fluidness, liquidity,liquidness,runniness]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you still wanna play arh mark? BRING IT ON MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucks to everyone..it's the last week for us all [except darling jill..we're with you all the way yeah? MOLEST OKAY! :)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113172898555934083?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113172898555934083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113172898555934083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113172898555934083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113172898555934083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/you-loved-me-even-though-i-dont.html' title='you loved me even though i don&apos;t deserve it.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113138309132686639</id><published>2005-11-08T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T01:04:51.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of O's.</title><content type='html'>it's 1 am..i don't really know why i'm still up, but i do know that my mom isn't pleased that i'm on the com la..mmm..emath and social studies.. made quite a number of careless mistakes in emath. so pissed at myself man. should've pissed at someone else, because it's not very fun to piss on yourself. social studies was damn gay. don't know why sri lanka came out when it was in last year's paper. cos according to the teachers, who have been observing the pattern of questions over the years, it's not supposed to repeat. ohwells..it wasn't too bad. but the BC was quite gay. and the sbq was messed up as well, so i'm banking on my history to save my ass. hopefully it won't apply to history la, if not we're all screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom just stepped into my room and demanded that i switch off the computer..she should learn how to fall asleep before me. it seems that every time i'm up late, she'd come knocking on my door, bugging me to go to bed..this happens even on nights when i'm studying and not spending my time in front of the com..sheesh.. anyway... night world! all the best yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's hope and pray that tomorrow will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113138309132686639?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113138309132686639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113138309132686639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113138309132686639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113138309132686639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-day-of-os.html' title='first day of O&apos;s.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113101857851892653</id><published>2005-11-03T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T19:49:38.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more time.</title><content type='html'>stumbled upon a poem last night. this is the first stanza. the last line amused me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;A happy vicar I might have been&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Two hundred years ago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To preach upon eternal doom&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watch my walnuts grow&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way the system works is actually pretty interesting. people are willing to pay to listen to a guy talk about walnuts (not necessarily his) growing. i'm guessing that the poet had just begun puberty. but like, HOW HARD CAN IT BE TO WRITE ABOUT WALNUTS GROWING? i want to be a poet. and have people give me many money to talk about the (not my,) walnuts growing. and if they ever get bored hearing about walnuts, then i can just switch to peanuts or cup noodles and still make myself flithy rich and rich in filth. POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI JILL! hahahahahahaha!! no one will ever suspect man.. haha this is so scandalous.. LOVE YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113101857851892653?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113101857851892653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113101857851892653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113101857851892653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113101857851892653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/one-more-time.html' title='one more time.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113084213074061403</id><published>2005-11-01T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T18:48:50.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dental flossers! woohoo!</title><content type='html'>basically.......&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T GIVE A MONKEY'S UNCLE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. so take your shit elsewhere. please? haha.. studied at starbucks with buns, david and brian yesterday..damn retarded man..we managed to convince buns that his SIM card was actually his battery and that his battery was his SIM card.. so poor thing la..haha we love you very much buns!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's in a few days..so EXCITING. it's finally gonna be over..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala..stick a cottonbud in your nose..lalala..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..haven't seen jill in a bit..hope she's doing alright..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HI SANDRA! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn...this post is totally pointless..okay stop reading..wasting your life..OEI! stop reading la! STOP! STOP!! STOP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tsk...told you to stop.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113084213074061403?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113084213074061403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113084213074061403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113084213074061403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113084213074061403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/11/dental-flossers-woohoo.html' title='dental flossers! woohoo!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113058332800441354</id><published>2005-10-29T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T18:59:58.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>john doe</title><content type='html'>wow..second post of the day..i am seriously bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's something i drew. don't own a scanner, so had to take a picture of it and then edit it using microsoft paint so that the stupid lines can be seen clearly. i call this "How Not To Spend A Saturday".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 521px; HEIGHT: 424px" height="1141" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/howNOTtospendasaturday.jpg" width="1237" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh..now who says drawing is for ijgirls? haha i never cease to amaze myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113058332800441354?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113058332800441354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113058332800441354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113058332800441354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113058332800441354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/10/john-doe.html' title='john doe'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113056575002973434</id><published>2005-10-29T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T14:02:30.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jackboot</title><content type='html'>i had an intellectual conversation with jill that night. what she said really got me thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an excerpt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: "study hard okay? but don't forget to watch friends on starworld every night at 1100."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "....... no."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: "why?! it's damn funny what!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "funny? far-nny? not that far la..tv's just outside."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: ".... okay i'm SO gonna blog about this.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "eh eh..this does not mean you blog about my far-nny. my jokes are copyrighted. when repeated by others, it's not farnny anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: "i'm gonna go watch friends now..byebye"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "GO WATCH LA. I KNOW YOU WANT TO. gshock right? your watch..gshock?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: ".....okay okay i go gshock now.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "jill rocks. SAY IT NOW!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses: "JILL ROCKS BABY!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "of course, of course.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill: "i rock..you stone.. or pebble? which one you want?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;_________________________________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i guess she is remotely funny la..&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;good job jill&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm i heard there's a pop-up on my site..don't know why..my computer is damn gay la..my apologies to everyone, will try to fix the pop-up thingy asap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok here's an interesting cartoon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/untitledoll.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113056575002973434?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113056575002973434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113056575002973434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113056575002973434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113056575002973434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/10/jackboot.html' title='jackboot'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-113007608966776842</id><published>2005-10-23T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:03:54.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetful lucy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lalala..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my brain is empty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there is a &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;little green bird&lt;/span&gt; flying around inside there. a ferocious creature, the little green bird thrives on television, paper balls, cotton buds and homework. in it's free time, the little green bird engages in educational activities such as sleeping, eating, farting and burping. the little green bird is extremely proficient in english, chinese, malay, tamil, hindi and several other languages, including the languages of love, greed and cheesecakes. the little green bird has no mother and is green in colour. its name is Lemon, although it is affectionately known as "bird" by other little green birds. here ends the story about Lemon, the little green bird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;now you know why i only do expository.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;two more weeks of mugging (re: watching tv with a book on your lap). after that it's the bloody exams..and then i'm free to do stuff.. not exactly sure what stuff i'm gonna do, but i'm sure it's gonna be fun.. yes..haha i am TOTALLY bored to death right now..i BORED myself..haha first time for everything la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;watched &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;50 First Dates&lt;/span&gt; today. good show. kinda sad, but in a good way la. okay must go sleep..take care all..keep your hands out of your pants and make sure you buy me something nice for christmas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yes..sandra wants me to post five weird things about myself and after that i'm supposed to go ask five other people to post five weird things about themselves........i think something is seriously wrong with sandra. haha jst kidding...and i didn't pang seh you guys today k! i was standing at the back! couldn't find you guys..everyone looked the same..lazy to search la, so i stood at the back..and i left immediately after mass because something came up at home..yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;okay..here's five weird facts about me..*so embarrassing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1. almost every christmas, i incite my young cousins to fight with each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2. when i was in kindergarten, i'd have scribbling competitions with my cousin (he's 8months older than i am). we'd scribble our names on the walls of my aunt's house..guy who covers the most area wins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3. i have a conscience (unlike all you bums out there! nyeahh heh heh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4. i capture and torture bugs with correction fluid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5. anything i like, i put in my mouth. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;yepp..i don't think i'd be asking anyone to share five weird things about himself/herself.. waste of time man..we're all weird anyway...that's what makes us normal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-113007608966776842?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/113007608966776842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=113007608966776842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113007608966776842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/113007608966776842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/10/forgetful-lucy.html' title='forgetful lucy.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112904279981216537</id><published>2005-10-11T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T23:04:26.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>field of white flowers.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;dearest jill-bert.. thank you for respecting me.. i know that even if i didn't manage to fast, you'd still be there for me no matter what.. i love your slippers, your boots, your legs, your thighs, your tights, your hair, your "hair", your smile, your face, your fart, your jokes, your company, your proton saga and your tunisian ass. you rock. really. HOHO!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fasting with jill made me realise how much discipline she has. i have greater respect for the muslims in my community, because i now know that there is a lot more to fasting than just physical hunger and thirst. it's about having the resolve and courage to make a conscious attempt to change yourself for the better. it is truly an enlightening experience and i recommend that everyone should give it a try. in short, it's FANTASTIC. and even if you don't believe that i managed to pull it off, you can go eat your socks.. cos jill and i know the TRUTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaahhh.. i was actually gonna update at the end of the week, but a few mintues ago, i saw something which prompted me to disturb this space. at 10pm, my mom and i went down to the 7-11 to get some provisions. (don't ask me why we're doing our shopping at this time of the day). so yeah, walked through the bazaar and all that.. saw a couple of nice, classy, exquiste and seriously fake caps, belts, people and bags. left the store with a carton of milk and a loaf of bread, but not without glancing (okay, so i was staring) at the latest issues of newman and other stuff.. HEE HEE..okay anyway, we finally get back to the estate and wait for the lift to come down.. after a damn long time (i don't get it, there are only eleven floors in my flat, how slow can a lift get?), the blasted lift arrives.. we get in and the doors are about to close, when we hear a beautiful and innocent voice cry "AUNTY AGNES!! WAIT!!".. my mom's name is agnes by the way..my name is moses.. my dad's name is james.. so we got the -ES at the end of our names.. wow..i think i made a rhyme.. haha anyhows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that voice belonged to joyce. remember joyce? the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;absolutely hot neighbour&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the 9th floor? haha man, i was so thrilled..she ran into the lift wearing nothing but tight jeans, a fitting green top, a sling bag across her chest, highlights in her hair and a lovely smile on her heavenly face..my mind went blank man.. the only words which existed in my vocabulary at that instant were "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;angelic&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;babe&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;alamak&lt;/span&gt;"..i wish my mom wasn't in the lift and that the lift had stopped there and then man..felt that we could've chatted the night away .. she's so open, so friendly, so approachable..so &lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt; la.. my God man..and to think that i rarely see her..hahah she's a good girl..haha nah, i take that back..she's not a girl..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;she's a lady&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it turned out that she had just got back from work.. part-time sales assistant at Pretty Feet.. (sounds like a bakery to me, but i'm thinking that it has something to do with shoes)..lift eventually came to the fourth floor..it was such an all-good-things-must-come-to-an-end moment man.. smiled at her and said goodbye, to which she responded with a kiss..HAHA nah, jst kidding..she smiled back la..GOSH, her smile will melt anyone's heart.. walked out, feeling dazed, yet refreshed.. i was extremely satisfied and yet silently yearned for more..............woah man...pure exhilaration...aiyah..she's lovely la.. any guy that gets to date her should consider himself really lucky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaahhhhh...let's talk about something else.. hmmm.. this week's the last week of school for me..meaning that tomorrow will be my last Wednesday in SJI..bittersweet, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i guess this makes a good entry right david? gonna sleep..MARCUS IS DAMN HANDSOME MAN.. HOHO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112904279981216537?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112904279981216537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112904279981216537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112904279981216537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112904279981216537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/10/field-of-white-flowers.html' title='field of white flowers.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112851917861343469</id><published>2005-10-05T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T21:35:52.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proton saga.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ahh well..graduation..really lovely event..the first two paragraphs in my letter managed to make my mom cry, so i'm certain that it was a good graduation..and i signed off as "your idiot son"... haha.. if there's something wrong with me, it's from her side of the gene pool..hahah took loads of pictures...isabelle was there too..yeah..good la..after that...ate at pastamania in cine with the guys..and then.. went down to watch Darkwater at plaza sing at around 1130..scary show...okay, maybe i'm chicken..stayed over at mark's place with zul and MR. HANDSOME MARCUS.. ahhaha was feeling super tired so slept as much as i could..and they had their fun with me la..stuck tissue and God knows what else in my ear...nose...and God knows where else...haha don't worry, i was still wearing pants..they even took a video of it..and i have to admit...&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i DO sleep like a log&lt;/span&gt;..butEVEN LOGS DON'T GET PIECES OF STUFF STUCK INSIDE THEM RIGHT?! ahhaha i'll have my revenge..or maybe not.. anyway, to cut a long story short, i slept a lot...had really good muffins for breakFAST and slept summore.. haha lovely..really..cheers to mark's family..they are damn good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mondayy...got back results..didn't do too good...managed to jst qualify for jc la..gonna appeal to cj through rugby..praying real hard to get in..the ruggers are going together..yeah..hopefully it'll turn out well la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm..today...sleepy day...puasa starts today..had fun banging zul here and there, but i've got loads of respect for the muslims la..they're able to "tahan" for so long.. haha i'm gonna fast with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jill&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow..as in..the total fasting experience..yeah.. will blog here after i'm done.. ahhaha..hmm..well i guess that's about it really..nothing much happening..oh yeah, i donated blood.. it's damn fun.. not very pain la...fasting for a whole day is more painful.. haha the pain only lasts for 5 secs max man..damn fun..everyone who CAN donate, SHOULD donate..i promise you..after you donate, you'll feel four things..you'll feel weak, you'll feel tired, you'll feel sleepy and you'll feel satisfied...yes. ahaha...davidson is a bloody cheater.. we were racing..winner would be the person to fill his bag first..and he started FIRST LA! but i still finished before him..so i win.. ahaha.. tamessa la david...HEE HEE..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;oh yeah, zul beat jon in arm wrestling..actually jon just didn't want to malu zul in front of so many people la.. allowed zul to bask in his fasting glory...ahahah..ohandbytheway, i beat zul at arm wrestling.. i am so strong. HURR! nvm, tomorrow we challenge.. since we're both fasting, it'll be more fair.. ahahah.. i love my mom, i love God, i love the legion, i love jill, i love david, david loves ******, i love HURR, i love wei can't and wei wrong, i love gautham s/o haridass s/o jaganathan (or maybe i don't), i love donating blood, i love &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;cjc&lt;/span&gt;, i love life and right now, i'm really &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;loving&lt;/span&gt; SJI&lt;/span&gt;. it's been wonderful.. aiyah, i know it's cliche, but i'll say it anway.. words KANN express the love i have for this school.. it's like.. wow man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;=))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;happy birthday jac!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112851917861343469?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112851917861343469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112851917861343469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112851917861343469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112851917861343469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/10/proton-saga.html' title='proton saga.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112782865844371140</id><published>2005-09-27T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T21:44:18.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bebot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;last week was &lt;u&gt;absolutely fantastic&lt;/u&gt;. let's run through. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the final paper, i went home, showered and headed down to town to meet mark.. played xbox at wisma with max and mark...numb nuts.. haha.. then walked around summore..max is crazy man..then after max went back, mark and i headed over to lido macs for some eats.. haha mark got banged badly..too bad the rest of them weren't there..bought someone a present for her birthday.. ahaha..don't get your hopes up, it's not you.. thennn...played soccer with a whole bunch of people.. haha mosquitoes had their feastday..we had our fun.. i'm sure the nuns staying at the home won't mind us playing there again..went back to zul's place, showered and had a superduper dinner..the kind of dinner you eat aftr trng and stuff.. shiok man.. ahaha..they went to town aftr that and i went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;gideon woke me up at 1130 to go play pool. met him at ps at 1230..pooled for three hours straight.. i am damn good.. ahaha nah, actually i really suck.. i think girls are damn good at pool..haha...saw a couple of cj guys get in trouble with the owner of the pool hall cos they didn't have enough money.. pretty amusing.. after that, bought a shirt from giordano and headed home at around 5 i think.. pool is good. good is pool. yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;this was by far, the best day of the week. met mark and ants in cine at 1230.. waited for nigel, the jons, zul and MARCUS to join us..met up with zachary and kenneth too..then later on amanda came.. so we were like some maht gang la..bought tickets for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;THE LONGEST YARD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and went down to heeren to looksee.. wah...i think i've fallen in love with that show.. i think just can't get enough of violence, oestrogen, dirt and courntey cox's ba-dingdings..talk about a boob job man..seemed as if she was trying to break a record..after the showwww....what did we do???....oh yeah..we pooled at lucky plaza..haha mark is seriously tyco..can't stand it man..ants left halfway, cos he had dinner at home.. (wow, i'm amazed at my memory)..and that pool uncle was such an idiot la..made a big fuss out of nothing at all..sheesh.. jst cos john forgot to put the rack back, the fella started talking about john's upbringing and everything la..PMS man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once we got out of the pool hall, we started badmouthing the pool uncle without bothering to lower our voices.. ahah the thing is, the pool uncle was standing outside before we left.. meaning that he heard every single thing that we said about him.. and he had this "what-the-f**k!" look on his face..aahaa..we left quickly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thenn.. jon and amanda left..nigel and his divya left..so it was jst marcus, zul, mark and i..then we met up with &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;GAYvidson&lt;/span&gt; and buns at scots for dinner..haha ordered this pineapple rice thing from lerk thai..zul tried to be funny...made a joke about lerk thai..said that i'd better be careful..cos the thais were lurking..haha the rice was served in a pineapple..damn big...good shit..talked more rubbish..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we all went back home.. buns was supposed to come over to mark's place with davidson and i..but he pangseh..who's the pangseh now huh BUNS?!..mark, david and i scaled Mount Mark'sHouse and settled down at soo chow rise..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went online..listen to music..laugh and laugh..then watched Lost and OC..davidson was SO gonna sleep on us la.. bloody bum..we were about to leave the house to meet wanni for prata at midnight, when that gayvidson had to go shit..took one bloody hour la!! and after he was done, we ran down Mount Mark'sHouse so that wanni wouldn't have to wait any longer..and that bloody gayvidson suddenly went "eh eh!! i need to pee!!"..like wtf la!! he go shit, then nvr pee.. clown..tsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, wanni had this waist pouch.. looked like a maht.. but it's wanni la..don't mess with him cos he's smart..haha bought a bomb prata..the best prata on the face of this world..eat five, can get diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after prata we started talking about ghosts and scary stuff.. haha freaked ourselves out for nothing..wow this post is really long..got home and played fifa.. haha i suck at it..wah..i suck at lot of things.. but i beat davidson using cameroon.. he was using this damn pro team summore..sore loser laaa.. ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bed at three..slept next to that gayvidson...bloody hell..we talked and talked and talked until four..and i asked them how long more they wanted to stay up..mark said five mintues..davidson said one hour.. ahah so we stayed up till 5..actually davidson fell asleep first la...so typical of him..always the first to pangseh.. ahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10 something..changed and went down to zul's place to play tennis with marcus and zul while mark TANNed... ahha my first time at tennis..let's just say that it looks real easy on tv..but thankfully i had davidson to guide me..so i got quite okay la.. actually still damn lousy la, but better than before..then rushed off in a maxi cab with zul to aljunied and then to my place cos he needed to visit his granddad and i had to pack my stuff for rme retreat.. yes..so we're actually at Friday already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rme retreat from friday to sunday..good stuff..marcus is damn funny la!! and that reconcillation service was good too..yepp..overall, it was a really good camp.. redemptorist mission team did good..isabelle is so bloody kaypo..ahaha..kidding..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after retreat ended on sunday, balls, nigel, marcus, the two jons and i joined mark and zul for lunch at ps..ate a lot man..didn't have to eat dinner.. ahaha..after that we walked around summore and eventually ended up at heeren..okay i sorta dragged them there cos i needed to get myself a rugby ball.. bought a cheap one at around 27 bucks.. zul insists that Gilbert (a brand of rugby equipment) is pronounced as JILL-bert..then he went on about his jackbert and dunnowhat other berts la.. jst like his lerk thai joke.. ahaha..clown..played some lan, where i got owned by a bunch of people i don't know..helped marcus make his first kill too..so all in all, it was a very good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i like this person a lot.. and i wish that things will work out for us.. yes.. ahahaha... prelim results are supposedly damn bad, but we'll have to see who's lying to who la.. ahaha.. okay..shall end here cos that GAYvidson says that i'm taking too long on this entry.. he and his *** ***.. ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112782865844371140?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112782865844371140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112782865844371140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112782865844371140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112782865844371140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/bebot.html' title='bebot.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112688414912848190</id><published>2005-09-16T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-16T23:22:29.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the caretaker.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at last, a break. i might not deserve it, but if it gives me time to blog, i'll take it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this week has been nuts. so.......eeyer. haha and God knows why they've gotta drill so much to change the pipelines in the hdb flat..like HELLO! you've got ear plugs (heck you're probably deaf from all the drilling), but we got NOTHING!.. drill here, drill there..even the walls were trembling..i suppose there are pipes in my walls huh?..nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;prelims have been damn gay... for lack of a better word to describe it.. haha i think "gay" is my favourite descriptive word..blame it on gerad seam man.. he's like..damn everything...damn annoying, damn irritating, damn disturbing and of course, DAMN GAY..haha but if you think about it, everything is gay in one way or another. yeah...damn gay la.. haha okay if you've got no idea what i'm saying, move on to next paragraph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesyes. today was &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;HELL GOOD&lt;/span&gt; baby..during the chemistry paper i was wondering what i should do after school..mark asked me to go his house..but i jst really didn't feel like climbing up that hill to his place..so decided on watching a movie...so yeah, after the paper, mark, anthony, davidson (who nearly pang seh-ed us again), shawn, nigel, zachary and i watched &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LONGEST YARD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!! HOHO!! damn cool show man! might go watch it again this tuesday... seriously cool..haha turns out that the movie is actually a remake of another movie by the same name..yeah..everyone should catch it..worth your money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got home at around four.. still drilling and digging.. been feeling super bored from the time i got home.. i need to find something to do on weekends man.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh yeah, i've fallen in love all over again.. this time it feels right-er..as in..more right la..yeah..she's damn hot, damn shiny, damn sexy, damn stunning..and she's gonna turn heads when we go towning..i love her and she's mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/VGP-LX150.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/vespa-300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/VGP-LX50CAT.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/812149.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;isn't she lovely?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112688414912848190?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112688414912848190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112688414912848190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112688414912848190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112688414912848190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/caretaker.html' title='the caretaker.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112653243894866177</id><published>2005-09-12T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T21:40:40.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mr koizumi!</title><content type='html'>was reading through quite a number of blogs this afternoon..blog skipped all the way to some guy in some funny country..but yeah, everyone's story is basically the same la. "oh i'm so sad. my life is so messed up. nobody loves me anymore.  no one would care if i slit my wrists or jumped. my pet cockroach died today." mmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think that we all need to stick our heads down the toilet bowl and give it a real good flush. life isn't all that bad, although it can really suck most of the time. but i mean, it's &lt;em&gt;OUR &lt;/em&gt;life. we own it. we make it work out the way we want it to be. and yeah, even though new orleans is flooded and body parts are running around in orchard, it's not the end of the world...........................................................................................unless we make it the end la. almost everyone's being molested by examinations right now.. O level..A level...PSLE..driver's license exams (points at gideon)..loadsa people losing their hea..but it's NOTHING man..it's only gonna last for a few more days whaaaaat.. after that we're free...for a few months la..*makes mental note to ask gideon to lemme ride in his car if he gets one*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..so hold you head high and &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;SMILE&lt;/span&gt; BABY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos you'll live to smell your cousin's butt another day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112653243894866177?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112653243894866177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112653243894866177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112653243894866177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112653243894866177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/mr-koizumi.html' title='mr koizumi!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112632890892007332</id><published>2005-09-10T12:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T13:08:28.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take later..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jason sin is such a gay freak..whole day bullshitting about solidarity with the poor and all that..full of crap man..we steal your money and your hershey's sundae pie first, then you come and talk to us about poor people okay? haha nuts man..HEE HEE! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRELIMS THIS MONDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112632890892007332?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112632890892007332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112632890892007332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112632890892007332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112632890892007332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/take-later.html' title='take later..'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112618485539552566</id><published>2005-09-08T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T21:07:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rise and fall.</title><content type='html'>went to eastpoint yesterday....dentist woman fiddled with my mouth... was damn wet la.. haha don't think funny..anyway, she says i can remove my braces &lt;em&gt;HOPEFULLY&lt;/em&gt; by christmas la..bloody lying toad..only want to suck more money from my mother..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so....came back home and the aircon men were waiting outside.. serviced the aircon, then the left.......actually that's irrelevant...they come my house to service aircon..service already, then they hang around for what? so they left la.. yepp..had dinner...chicken rice..very nice..caught friends on starworld at night (so that i could look at jennifer aniston's hair again..she has lovely hair man)..spent most of my time out in the hall la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i think i'm losing my voice.. as in...it's not becoming hoarse or anything..but it feels like i'm becoming dumb...the other kind of dumb la.. pretty sad if you're dumb (stupid) and dumb (mute)..quite freaky man.. cos i try to speak and only air comes out... no sound.. haha maybe it's a sign...someone up there trying to tell me to shut my trap...haha looks like he's doing a good job so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a nice chat with my sleeples-nights buddy before knocking out..although it wasn't really a sleepless night la..was good fun.. thank God for my sleepless-nights buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 10 plus..news is getting boring man..it's all the same la..everyday, everywhere people die....kinda sian la.. heaven must be filling up real quick..st. peter! do your job man! haha kidding la.. better not talk bad a bout him, if not i die, then he dun let me in..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied with the legion...decided to go play basketball at the cc during the break la..haha went with jason and timsiew..gabriel too busy making love to the com.. haha..nuts la that boy..see game, he like want to hump it liddat.. lols..interesting analogy..so yeah..walking towards the court, jason and i spot very male, sweaty, smelly PROpeople..hahha so we damn scared we malu ourselves..so we told timsiew that we wanted to go back.. hahaha got girls looking summore.. but timsiew somehow managed to convince us la..we were jst about to step into the court, when we saw the GIRLS using the free half of the court................and they were fricking pro.. as pro as the PROpeople la.. haha we didn't even have to step onto the court to feel malu lor.. but timsiew like damn thickskin la.. haha he insisted on playing...hmmm..maybe he's damn good, that's why he not scared to malu himself in front of them.. lols.. so we turned back la..pray rosary, chiong toa payoh bk with eugene, buy burger and drink..smuggle into mrt, head home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha okay backtrack a bit..come to think of it.. jason and i are quite similar.. but he's the bigger chee kor peh la......wah..actually arh.. i see a tiny bit of myself in each of the sec3s...quite cool man.. like..1 person can split up into 8 people..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha but they'll never be me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless all you muggers... happy mugging.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha P.S.... it helps to have a sleepless-nights buddy... but you can't have mine......go find your own...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112618485539552566?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112618485539552566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112618485539552566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112618485539552566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112618485539552566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/rise-and-fall.html' title='rise and fall.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112597223342200684</id><published>2005-09-06T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T10:03:53.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you're beauuuutiful.</title><content type='html'>okay, i remember telling myself some time back that i would NEVER do one of those quiz thingies...... haha guess i bluffed myself...baaaaaad moses.. haha got this from friendster..loadsa people doing this thing..might as well join them la..okay..here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you ever/do you...&lt;br /&gt;( ) smoked a cigarette&lt;br /&gt;( ) crashed a friend's car&lt;br /&gt;( ) stolen a car&lt;br /&gt;(x) been caught fighting in school by a teacher&lt;br /&gt;(x) been dumped&lt;br /&gt;(x) shoplifted&lt;br /&gt;(x) stalk someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a fist fight&lt;br /&gt;( ) snuck out of your parent's house&lt;br /&gt;(x) had feelings for someone who didn't havethem back&lt;br /&gt;(almost..heh) been arrested&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone on a blind date&lt;br /&gt;(x) lied to a friend&lt;br /&gt;(x)skipped school&lt;br /&gt;(x) seen someone die&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a crush on one of your internet friends&lt;br /&gt;( ) been to Canada&lt;br /&gt;(x) made someone cry&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on a plane&lt;br /&gt;(x) purposely set a part of yourself on fire&lt;br /&gt;(x) eaten sushi&lt;br /&gt;( ) been skiing&lt;br /&gt;(x) met someone from the internet&lt;br /&gt;(x) been at a concert&lt;br /&gt;(x) taken painkillers&lt;br /&gt;(x) love someone or miss someone right now&lt;br /&gt;(yeah...after kena tackled la..on the ground in pain, so split second look at cloud la) laid on your back and watched cloud shapesgo by&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a snow angel&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a tea party&lt;br /&gt;(x) flown a kite&lt;br /&gt;(x) built a sand castle&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone puddle jumping&lt;br /&gt;(x) played dress up&lt;br /&gt;(more like a pile of mud) jumped into a pile of leaves&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone sledding&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated while playing a game&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lonely&lt;br /&gt;(x) fallen asleep at work/school&lt;br /&gt;(x) used a fake ID&lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun set&lt;br /&gt;( ) felt an earthquake&lt;br /&gt;(x) slept beneath the stars&lt;br /&gt;(x) been tickled&lt;br /&gt;(x) been robbed&lt;br /&gt;(x) been misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;(x) petted a reindeer/goat/kangaroo&lt;br /&gt;(x) won a contest&lt;br /&gt;(x) run a red light/stop sign&lt;br /&gt;( ) been suspended from school&lt;br /&gt;(x) been in a car crash&lt;br /&gt;(x) had braces&lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like an outcast/third person&lt;br /&gt;(..sounds like fun though) eaten a whole pint of ice cream in one night&lt;br /&gt;(x) had deja vu&lt;br /&gt;(x) danced in the moonlight&lt;br /&gt;(x) liked the way you looked&lt;br /&gt;(x) witnessed a crime&lt;br /&gt;(x) questioned your heart&lt;br /&gt;(x) been obsessed with post-it notes&lt;br /&gt;(x) squished barefoot through the mud&lt;br /&gt;(x) been lost&lt;br /&gt;(x) been on the opposite side of the country&lt;br /&gt;(x) swam in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;(x) felt like dying&lt;br /&gt;(x) cried yourself to sleep&lt;br /&gt;(x) played cops and robbers&lt;br /&gt;( ) recently colored with crayons&lt;br /&gt;(x) sung karaoke&lt;br /&gt;(x) paid for a meal with only coins&lt;br /&gt;(x..i told myself i wouldn't do the stupid quiz, look at the stupid question it asks) done something you told yourself you wouldn't&lt;br /&gt;(x) made prank phone calls&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed until some kind of beverage came outof your nose&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a snowflake on your tongue&lt;br /&gt;(x) danced in the rain&lt;br /&gt;(x) written a letter to Santa Claus&lt;br /&gt;( HEE HEE ) been kissed under the mistletoe&lt;br /&gt;(x) watched the sun rise with someone you care about&lt;br /&gt;(x) blown bubbles&lt;br /&gt;( ) made a bonfire on the beach&lt;br /&gt;(x) crashed a party&lt;br /&gt;(x) gone rollerskating.&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a wish come true&lt;br /&gt;( ) jumped off a bridge&lt;br /&gt;(x) ate dog/cat food&lt;br /&gt;(x) told a complete stranger you loved them&lt;br /&gt;(x) kissed a mirror&lt;br /&gt;(x) sang in the shower&lt;br /&gt;(x) had a dream that you married someone&lt;br /&gt;(x) glued your hand to something&lt;br /&gt;(fried fish..yummy) kissed a fish&lt;br /&gt;( ) sat on a roof top&lt;br /&gt;(x) screamed at the top of your lungs&lt;br /&gt;( ) done a one-handed cartwheel&lt;br /&gt;(x) talked on the phone for more than 5 hours&lt;br /&gt;(x) stayed up all night&lt;br /&gt;( ) picked and ate an apple right off the tree&lt;br /&gt;(x) climbed a tree&lt;br /&gt;( ) had a tree house&lt;br /&gt;(x) been scared to watch a scary movie alone&lt;br /&gt;(x) believe in ghosts&lt;br /&gt;(haha yeah..if i've got 30 feet la) have more than 30 pairs of shoes&lt;br /&gt;( ) worn a really ugly outfit to school&lt;br /&gt;(shall try someday..hopefully) gone streaking&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone doorbell ditching&lt;br /&gt;(WTF is gay chicken man! LOLS sounds like fun! haha) played gay chicken&lt;br /&gt;(x..actually more like i jumped in la, but still counted.) pushed into a pool/hot tub with all yourclothes on&lt;br /&gt;(x) told you're hot by a complete stranger&lt;br /&gt;( ) broken a bone&lt;br /&gt;(x) been easily amused&lt;br /&gt;( ) caught a fish then ate it&lt;br /&gt;(x) caught a butterfly&lt;br /&gt;(x) laughed so hard you cried&lt;br /&gt;(x) cried so hard you laughed&lt;br /&gt;(x) cheated on a test&lt;br /&gt;(x) forgotten someone's name&lt;br /&gt;( ) french braided someone's hair&lt;br /&gt;( ) gone skinny dipping in a pool/hot tub&lt;br /&gt;(x) been threatened to be kicked out of your house or been kicked out of your house&lt;br /&gt;(hi Jesus) loved someone so much you would gladly die for them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang man...they new to make new questions.....sheesh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112597223342200684?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112597223342200684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112597223342200684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112597223342200684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112597223342200684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/09/youre-beauuuutiful.html' title='you&apos;re beauuuutiful.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112549622965887359</id><published>2005-08-31T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T21:50:29.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'>don't stay too long on the computer arh..</title><content type='html'>today was sweaty. left the cake with mr. bong in the morning and then went for mass.. haha there were PLENTY OF CATHOLICS at mass today.. yes.. sheyang was there too.. hahahaha.. wonder what it's like to be a non-catholic and go for mass.. must be pretty exciting, especially if the first reading is about a boy and his pet tree. had one period of humans before the performance.. mrs. laj didn't really show up until about 20plus minutes before the bell was gonna ring.. we were playing murderer in class.. haha my first time playing.. yeah. so she came in and she was like "what's this?!"..then we told her that it was a game.. then she was like "oh..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we continued playing.. then like aftr 3 minutes or so, she said "okay i'll be back in a minute"..and she never returned.. yeah.. so play until damn gay la.. henry rocks man.. but linton really sucks at the game... haha actually he's okay la..it's jst that it's real easy to "cheat his money".. and every time he kena conned...you see his face, can die laughing man.. hahaha.. yes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school suddenly kena molested by all the old boys.. haha whole load of them.. yeah.. went to the pac for the performance.. nigel is a clown man.. dun understand his puppy joke.. haha the performances were okay i guess.. the magic show was pretty cool and the bands and all were really great.. but i think the best was the one where jeremy chan was doing his thang man... yeah.. he was totally in the zone la.. loved every second of it.. jeremy rocks man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, mingle with the oldies a bit.. then hunted shenyang down.. called loi and nigel a bazillionjillionwillion times... both never pick up..baaaasket.. so we collected the cake from mr. bong... eh not, actually we collected it from the canteen aunty la.. second time that i left a cake with them.. both times try to bluff me, say that mr. bong ate my cake.. or that they couldn't find it.. hahah the canteen aunties ROCK man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as we were looking for mr. tan, we bumped into loi..who left his phone at home... singapore home la..then he followed us and we went up to the THIRD FLOOR OF THE STAFFROOM man.. that's like..superduper out of bounds to students..passed him the cake and he said that he'd take us out for lunch after our prelims.. hahah i bet what he actually meant was that "you do well in your prelims then i take you out for lunch"..haha.. but mr. tan rocks too la.. yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gave him the cake, had a mini debate with lauw and john lo about who was going to be my second child's godfather..lols..buns msged me trying to sound cool, but ended up getting banged..got home and watched tv baby!!.. hahahahah.. i love my tv very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, we had the legion farewell for the sec4s..i must say, it was.. um...very, very....very, very.......very, very good la.. lols.. yes.. nicely done.. really really enjoyed it.. big thank you to the gay freak and company for organising it and thank you God for the past 4 years.. haha and most importantly, thank you mr. ang for being there always.. yeah.. like seriously..ALWAYS... you're the man. you rock. really gonna miss them lots..wonder what moses yeo will turn out like when he's in longpants next year.. bet the sky will fall down.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awww..all this talk about them getting me really inspired to do a gideon and write a farewell letter to the praesidium.. haha i think i shall.. after the prelims la.. yes.. okay..i promise that.. yepp.. alrighty.. news jst ended.. time for more tv.. BYEBYE ALL.. love much.........................................NOT! HURR HURR..kidding la..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112549622965887359?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112549622965887359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112549622965887359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112549622965887359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112549622965887359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/dont-stay-too-long-on-computer-arh.html' title='don&apos;t stay too long on the computer arh..'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112524011633792110</id><published>2005-08-28T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:45:19.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>indeed.</title><content type='html'>happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;shenyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and happy birthday &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wei kann&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. loved your house man...love your food too...and i really loved the view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i got shenyang a special present..he's gonna love it man.. yesyes... ohwells..start to another week.. here's another picture.. explodingdog, you are &lt;strong&gt;the&lt;/strong&gt; ubidabaji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="814" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/0007.jpg" width="464" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112524011633792110?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112524011633792110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112524011633792110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112524011633792110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112524011633792110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/indeed.html' title='indeed.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112513925706995335</id><published>2005-08-27T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-27T18:42:10.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gift wrapping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 483px; HEIGHT: 535px" height="527" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/0048.jpg" width="651" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes indeed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112513925706995335?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112513925706995335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112513925706995335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112513925706995335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112513925706995335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/gift-wrapping.html' title='gift wrapping.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112505608127729887</id><published>2005-08-26T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:34:41.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>had a great fall.</title><content type='html'>had some funny nationaleducationquiz thingy thing today..damn stupid man.. haha my score was 500 000.. but i heard that some people got 600 000...scary man..anyway..both practicals were horrible.. chem pract was real funny tho.. happily filled up the burette with hydrochloric acid.....without realising that the tap was open.. meaning that as i poured the stuff in, it poured out onto the table..haha oh yeah, we also had to add a magnesium strip to a beaker of hydrochloric acid and stir the bloody beaker for eight bloody minutes.. haha everyone was exchaning the "what-the-hell-eight--whole-minutes!?" look man.. hahaha..wonder what's wrong with the science teachers..hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoutouts.&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;david&lt;/strong&gt;]: davidson is "JEH-LERZZZZZZZ"... haha don't worry la david, you can have her...i'm on someone else man.. haha but you know.. if things don't really work out right.. we could always share... HEE HEE..but i'm gonna be really careful man.. pang seh king, must be careful.. haha.. ***** !!!....you count properly.. only got 5..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;buns&lt;/strong&gt;]: eh buns you rock la... don't be too bummed about the 4.5-over-15 for the qualitative analysis thing.. maybe your chem teacher was pulling your leg? maybe that's why your leg so itchy? i dunno leh.. hahaha thanks for all your help buns.. i am like one of your best friends in the world okay? even though i put you down every 20 minutes or so..i still think you are cool..you're up there with us la.. vince can go kiss his ass..you're a god..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;binni&lt;/strong&gt; ]: haha dunno if you'll read this or not, but thanks for all the smiles and crazy faces that you come up with.. it gives me a new way to look at things.. hahahhaa.. go figure man.. CHALET!! HURR HURR!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;wani&lt;/strong&gt;]: you bloody backside! pang seh us so many times.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;shenyang&lt;/strong&gt;]: stop it la shenyang...stop mugging..teachers are threatened by your wisdom.. they scared to lose their job...stop it la.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;hairi&lt;/strong&gt;]: i'm so sorry.. i promise to try my best to refrain from talking to, laughing at or poking you for as long as i can.. haha i hope that i haven't screwed up your idea of what it means to be a sec one boy..cos not all sec ones get to interact with the longpants much.. but you're jst damn funny la..ohyeah, don't sit on any walls throughout your lifetime alright? all the king's horses and all the king's men probably won't be able to put you together again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;strong&gt;ahmad&lt;/strong&gt;]: hey maaaan....aren't ve....kool?...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmm.....weekend...at last... but for how long? haha as long as it smells good..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112505608127729887?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112505608127729887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112505608127729887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112505608127729887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112505608127729887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/had-great-fall.html' title='had a great fall.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112471062991986706</id><published>2005-08-22T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T19:43:50.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i learnt something new.. you see something you don't like and it affects you really badly..but you don't have the balls or the brain to make any noise about it.. then you shut your mouth, stick three fingers up your nose and smile.. it's the safer option la..especially if you're a conggybuddy..unless you got nine lives or something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 483px; HEIGHT: 518px" height="527" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/0033.jpg" width="648" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112471062991986706?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112471062991986706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112471062991986706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112471062991986706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112471062991986706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/i-learnt-something-new.html' title=''/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112428666173849571</id><published>2005-08-17T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T21:56:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>25pushups.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="WIDTH: 522px; HEIGHT: 327px" height="459" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/complicated.jpg" width="631" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love being a guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112428666173849571?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112428666173849571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112428666173849571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112428666173849571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112428666173849571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/25pushups.html' title='25pushups.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112399498590736422</id><published>2005-08-14T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T12:49:45.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marcus is here.</title><content type='html'>sunday afternoon and the rain is falling.. i'm searching for song lyrics.. "Mr. E's Beautiful Blues by Eels".. good song.. so the rain gets heavier..and my mom went "OEI! go and close the window la! rain coming in!".. so i go and close the window.. and as i close it, i notice this damn chio girl closing her window too..she lives on the 3rd floor..thick dark hair and nice complexion..yeah.. so this means that there are two pretty people living in my block..one on the 9th floor and one on the 3rd.. so i guess eunos isn't that dejected after all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112399498590736422?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112399498590736422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112399498590736422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112399498590736422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112399498590736422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/marcus-is-here.html' title='marcus is here.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112367077610233949</id><published>2005-08-10T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:46:16.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>six to nine.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/3701-005684.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's pretty much how i'm feeling right now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112367077610233949?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112367077610233949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112367077610233949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112367077610233949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112367077610233949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/six-to-nine.html' title='six to nine.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112299556875192504</id><published>2005-08-02T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:14:31.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tell laura i lovveeeeeee her......</title><content type='html'>and the fourth cow-age begins.. yesyes.. well i was watching tv..HBO la..and then there was Sex And The City coming on in five minutes..so i was feeling kinda excited..cos i thought that i'd get to watch my very first episode of Sex And The City.. yeah.. cos i didn't really understand what the big fuss was..hmmm.. so yeah.. it starts..and there are a couple of ladies walking around while the theme song was playing.. thought some of their outfits were hot.. and the theme song was kinda catchy too.. and then i realised that almost everyone had &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blue&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; eyes..like..wow......................yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got banged la. cos it was just this farewell show kinda thing.. it wasn't an actual epsiode..so i decided to change the channel.. but just before i did, i heard this lady say "these women never wear the same outfit twice"..which sorta got me thinking.... women must spend a hell lot on clothes.. like.. a hell lot more than us guys could ever imagine...heh.. pretty damn glad that i'm a guy.. mmm... change channel PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows..friday was alright i guess.. yeah.. enjoyed myself.. especially that girl with the moustache.. haha she was hot.. lols.. saw margaret and jaclyn and ali and my physics teacher...haha..oh yeah saw MRS. FAM too!! haha i've missed her loads man.. she's like.. my third mother.. hahaha .. i love you MRS. FAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we played soccer in class..stood in a circle and kicked the ball around la.. juggling.. yeah.. and wee hoe kicked the ball to his face.. we all had a good laugh at him. thanks for being you, wee hoe.. you're the best.. wee hoe looks a lot like our archbishop..wonder what's happening to the church man..then today we all rehearsed the national day mass.. quite fun la. i think i folded a bazillion paper cranes today.. haha crazy fun man.. stayed back till 7pm in the cenacle folding paper cranes.. fold until can fold with my eyes closed la.. haha veins on my arm can be seen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what else arh.............. oh yes!! okok..i'm gonna dedicate this part of the entry to sandra's younger sister.. not too sure what her name was.. joyce i think..yeps.. ok here goes..&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey joyce!! (hopefully that's your name la..) i just wanna tell you how much i love your shoes.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;they're damn cool la.. all the lights and everything..i dun care, i'm getting my own pair for christmas man!&lt;br /&gt;then we can wear together and look cool.. then your sister will become jealous..haha oh yeah, jeremy and i also think that you're simply adorable..you're like.... DAAAAAAAAMN CUTE la... like seriously DAAAAAAAMN CUTE la...(haha i think at this point, sandra wants to slap me really badly ..)..you got a cute smile, cute hair, cute shoes and an act-cute sister.. (now sandra wants to slap me, then cut me up into little pieces)..life is gonna be great for you when you grow up..all the guys will come flocking to you man... i mean, who can resist you lor! your shoes so nice summore..heh, you might even steal the attention of your sister's -coughandsputter&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SAMUEL&lt;/span&gt;coughandsputter-..haha..(okay, now sandra wants to slap me, cut me up into little pieces and mix me in whipped mashed-potato so can she can feed me to her pet giraffe).. aiyah &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joyce, i think you're cool la.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=))..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no hard feelings yeah sandra? hee..was jst playing around..&lt;br /&gt;_____________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaalrighty then.. it's off to bed for me..&lt;br /&gt;when she passes, she smiles, but she doesn't see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112299556875192504?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112299556875192504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112299556875192504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112299556875192504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112299556875192504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/08/tell-laura-i-lovveeeeeee-her.html' title='tell laura i lovveeeeeee her......'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112256036556255491</id><published>2005-07-28T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:19:25.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one note samba.</title><content type='html'>well... the paper balls were thrown away by the cleaners.. (balls to the cleaners for doing such a good job).. but not to worry, we've made more balls.. and they're bigger, harder and more...... satisfying..heh heh..lets see..today.. came back home after the sji-saints game.. wasn't really special.. yeah.. playing with buns, wani, david (DAMN CHEAPSKATE!), nigel, meng, kann and ZULHILMIE BABA.. bloody ass.. then went back home all sweatyy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home and told me mother.. "eh let's go shopping".. then she was like "huh? okay la let's go".. so we went down to parkway parade and i got myself my very first pair of jeans!! HOHO! i feel so privileged now. got a shirt and THREE CDs!! BossaNova, Matt Monro (some oldies singer la..got a nice voice), and the vcd of the movie Ray (HOHO!! finally can go listen to all the funky ass songs till i cry coca cola!).. then came back home and listened to bossanova..good shit..seriously.. damn shiok..the best part is that i hardly understand what they're saying..haha real good stuff..slacked man.. feels fantastic to slack.. hahaha.. past few days have been spent watching tv..life is good. haha ohwells.. off to somewhere else now.. goodnight ipanema..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)) i'll get you tomorrow wani, i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112256036556255491?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112256036556255491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112256036556255491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112256036556255491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112256036556255491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/one-note-samba.html' title='one note samba.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112238613057500573</id><published>2005-07-26T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T21:55:30.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kick the chicken!!</title><content type='html'>my god, it seems like EVERYONE suddenly wants to die laughing....not original anymore..anyways, there's a new craze in class.. everyone's like making huge paper balls.. yeah.. seriously HUGE. and then we throw them around for fun.. haha..the biggest ball is about twice the size of two fists clapsed together... which is pretty damn big for a paper ball.. yeah.. there are four official balls, wrapped in a plastic bag... those balls are like damn high quality.. then there are the wannabe-balls.. shabby and sloppy..falls apart after a few throws..then there are the small balls..and the smaller balls.. and the freaking tiny balls..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the big ball (i call it the MOTHERBALL) is so big and heavy, that if you're wearing specs, and if the ball was to hit your head from behind, it'd knock your specs off..it's really really really really really big..i have never seen a paper ball as big as this one..will take a pic of the balls and put them up here...hahaha maybe when i've got more time, i'll go make a paper ball so massive that i can't wrap my arms around it..what a waste of paper..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wani (got a lot of money) rocks!&lt;br /&gt;david rocks too, but he cheapskate one.. haha..okies.. back to tv!! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112238613057500573?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112238613057500573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112238613057500573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112238613057500573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112238613057500573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/kick-chicken.html' title='kick the chicken!!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112219658594518172</id><published>2005-07-24T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T17:18:51.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>alamak! tolong ah tolong ah!!</title><content type='html'>i think my mother is losing her mind. and i'm scared. the whole conflict thing in the family is really heating up.. and i almost can't take it anymore man.. being the only child of a single parent is really a rollercoaster ride. goes up and down so fast it makes your head spin.. she's gotta be a mother and a father at the same time and it looks like it's really taking a toll on her.. wow.. imagine what it must be like..having your roles all messed up..haha and people think that my mom is cool..hmmm..well..yeah..i guess she IS cool.. three cheers for my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 520px; HEIGHT: 544px" height="572" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/125-2526_IMG.jpg" width="644" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daniel(s*****'s brother!!), my MOTHER and grace's mom..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112219658594518172?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112219658594518172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112219658594518172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112219658594518172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112219658594518172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/alamak-tolong-ah-tolong-ah.html' title='alamak! tolong ah tolong ah!!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112212760636080986</id><published>2005-07-23T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T22:22:10.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and you laugh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wow.. it's been quite a long time since i felt so many emotions in one day.. let's see.. stayed over at my grandmother's place on friday night cos there was some prayer thingy..everyone's like not supposed to go to sleep.. so yeah.. was &lt;strong&gt;stuffy, humid, sweaty and uncomfortable&lt;/strong&gt;.. came back home at 7am..knocked out straight away.. woke up at 2pm..thennn.. slacked around on the floor.. felt damn shiok.. very relaxed.. yeah.. it felt good.. then the cable guys came over and they set up the thingy.. so now i've got CABLE TV!.. yay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was already 5pm but it felt like 11am to me..dunno..body clock a bit messed up.. then someone tells me something about her mom knowing something..then i felt that sinking feeling in my gut..thankfully, it wasn't big shit.. showered and got ready to leave for the temple cos there were going to be more prayers.. here's where i started to feel fucked..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you see, since my grandmother passed away, i've been tolerating my mother and her nonsense.. i know it's not nice to say things about your parents, but she was being a big bitch man. whole day gossip on the phone for dunno how many hours. and the bad thing is that they're all gossiping about one aunty (hopefully it's JUST ONE..).. the worst thing must be that during her "conversations" on the phone.. she repeats the same things over and over again...this repetition is the right of all senior citizens, because they have a burning desire to share their experiences with everyone around them, which at the end of the day, is a good thing for everyone. but my mom just goes on and on about the same thing..let me try to explain it a little.. let's say she says five bad things about my aunty. now what she'll do is that she'll repeat those five bad things six or seven (sometimes even ten) times..which would mean that she'd be on the phone for about a minimum of 45 minutes. so if it's 45 minutes per gossip session per day.. imagine how much i have been enduring so far.. and to think that there's a lot more to come. God help us all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyhows, she asked me to wear what i wore for my confirmation (minus the tie of course)..so i obliged (even though i was against it cos the temple was nearby and i wouldn't be spending much time there..so i go to the temple. it was &lt;strong&gt;stuffy, humid, sweaty and uncomfortable..&lt;/strong&gt; and with my irritating cousin around, tugging at my shirt and all, i was getting really pissed off. i also wasn't able to follow the prayer service so i sorta didn't know what the fuck i was doing there la. this was the first time that i felt that i was wasting time in a place of worship. ate some food at the temple and left for home, feeling seriously frustrated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got back home.. shouted at my mom.. feel real bad about it. dunno la, i just felt so damn fucked. lack of sleep+screwed up body clock+irritating cousins+WASTING PRECIOUS TIME = a pissed off me. i just wanted to break something..then i noticed the candle on the cabinet. the one that i took back from legion retreat. and i remembered ang saying something about "finding your quiet zone when everything around you is noisy"...he didn't literally mean "quiet" and "noisy" of course.. mmm..i might light that candle tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay..CABLE TV calls!! bye all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 301px; HEIGHT: 251px" height="253" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/grandmother_eating.jpg" width="338" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why noodles came from China.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112212760636080986?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112212760636080986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112212760636080986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112212760636080986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112212760636080986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/and-you-laugh.html' title='and you laugh.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112194531719607993</id><published>2005-07-21T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T19:29:15.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i never.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today was a long day. woke up slightly late today..cabbed down to school.. taxi driver was from st. stephen's primary school..he then went to sji and then to st pats..yeps..turns out that he used to work with my dad in the police force..quite coincidental eh? school started and all that..psf interviews number two..enjoyed myself man..dunno la..whenever i'm in their company, all my worries and troubles are all thrown aside..yeah..great bunch of guys.. got a lift with nigel to kallang mrt in marcus' dad's car..which is fricking nice man.. damn chio.. merc i think.. damn damn damn chio..the seats are damn shiok man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back and slacked all the way man.. the television is my best friend. yepp..oh yeah..i "found" my phone.. the theif returned it to me.. my form tutor "stole" my phone..in order to teach the class a lesson..cos the drawer where we store our phones before school was left unlocked the whole day..so he randomly picked a phone..which was mine la..oh wells.. at least it's back now.. yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL GAY!! ALL GAY!! ALL GAY!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha yesyes..all them **** scum..small shit like this, make so much noise alr..gay arh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112194531719607993?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112194531719607993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112194531719607993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112194531719607993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112194531719607993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-never.html' title='i never.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112176155095073207</id><published>2005-07-19T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T16:25:50.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my phone was stolen today..i think i know who stole it. ohwells..to the guy who stunned my phone : &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;jst pass it back to me and we can forget about the whole thing yeah?..&lt;/span&gt; hmmm..and to everyone else..no point messaging, phone no more..if i get it back from the stunner, then yeah..everything's okay la..if not, then i dunno when i'm gonna get a new phone and sim card.. yeah.. so anything urgent to tell me, go laugh till you fart. mmm.. called my mom.. she's not too happy but she says it's "retribution"..haha guess only a few of you guys will understand why.. yeps..it was a very bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;national track and field championships tmr.. should be fun i guess..  cheering with the bums.. yeah..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112176155095073207?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112176155095073207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112176155095073207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112176155095073207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112176155095073207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-phone-was-stolen-today.html' title=''/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112168984691388921</id><published>2005-07-18T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:30:46.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>molly you will learn to fly.</title><content type='html'>alamak. the prefect's room is in a huge mess. must go and clean all over again..basket.. aaaanyhows..on renaissance (sat night), i had a carrom competition.. malaysia vs singapore..jeremy loi vs moses james..playplayplay and then it came down to one seed each.. he shot in the red, but missed his black..turnover.. i shot in the red and then shot in my white which was hiding in a corner..HOHO..was a damn good game.. rematch coming up soon.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today seemed like a pretty short day..had  mini-math intensive..didn't feel as tired as i normally would have felt..physics and humans drained everything out..thankfully, english was okay.. then lunched in the canteen and headed off for psf interviews..was damn funny..cos after the psls left, the psfs started throwing paper &lt;strong&gt;balls &lt;/strong&gt;arnd..then we collected all the paper &lt;strong&gt;balls &lt;/strong&gt;and created one huge &lt;strong&gt;BALL&lt;/strong&gt;. it was like..the MOTHER OF ALL &lt;strong&gt;BALLS&lt;/strong&gt;. yepps..then i dunno what happened to the mother&lt;strong&gt;ball&lt;/strong&gt;, but yeah..it disappeared la..brought all the stuff back down to the prefect's room and then darrick bought us all ICE CREAM! so sweet of him..it was like..$1.40 for one cone la.. tht's like.. $1.40 x 5-6 of us..which equals to a lot of money..awww.. everyone should go give him some ice cream..yeps..then played more carrom with mark..he's okay la.. could tell that he was like feeling pretty sian..so after a while, it didn't matter which colour went in (talk about racial harmony)..haha..then bus-ed home..waited forever for the bus..then got home..went online..dinner..etc..etc..etc... yesyes..looking forward to legion tomorrow..cos it means more aircon for us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112168984691388921?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112168984691388921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112168984691388921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112168984691388921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112168984691388921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/molly-you-will-learn-to-fly.html' title='molly you will learn to fly.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112160777840847926</id><published>2005-07-17T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:42:58.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>speaka chinese</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes sir, yes sir, three bags full. HEE HEE.. &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i love my new blogskin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.. really really really really really really really really love it... and i love my mummsy too, cos she agreed to get me new CDs..yay! happyhappy.. mummsy's got a really really really really really really really really really really really really bad cough...it's like..really really really really really really bad.. yeah.. cough and cough and cough and cough and cough and cough until can die man..hope she gets better. yesyes. okay... will update again soon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BURRRP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112160777840847926?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112160777840847926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112160777840847926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112160777840847926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112160777840847926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/speaka-chinese.html' title='speaka chinese'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112152862793279038</id><published>2005-07-16T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:43:47.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cannot eat lard, dun give a ****</title><content type='html'>hoho. this is the third cow age since i have blogged. hmmm..lets see. listening was a flop..retreat was hell good. the mass at the table and all that..very very very nicely done. yesyes. then... carmel was good to.. really enjoyed the mass...we made a MAHT LITANY..haha it's our maht song composed to fit the tune of the litany sang during the mass. good stuff. and thennn.. headed down to tp... bloody sec ones irritating the fuck out of me. cn't shut their fricking mouths for five seconds without farting la. had a really really bad headache... dinner with the alumni people and us at crystal jade..good shit.. slow, but good.. cake, no pool, home. btw, i was the only black guy in crystal jade..felt so special. haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112152862793279038?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112152862793279038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112152862793279038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112152862793279038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112152862793279038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/cannot-eat-lard-dun-give.html' title='cannot eat lard, dun give a ****'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112107776586436063</id><published>2005-07-11T18:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T18:29:25.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love my pillowcases.</title><content type='html'>i miss school and i desperately want to go back. cos i'm alr lagging like crazy man...shit la.. hear that there's a pile of homework rotting under my desk in school.... how can i let that happen man..homework is supposed to rot at home, tht's why they call it homework...dang..ohwells..the monkeybars have been mean to me.. blister open again..damn gay.. but damn fun la.. haha.. PULL UP, here i come! lols.. alrighty..gonna stay at james' tonight..try to get back into the swing of things.. doing homework and all.. life at home is damn sian..especially with a mom who jst lost her mom.. cos all she can talk abt are the old days and her siblings who messed up at the funeral....she calls it talking...i call it gossiping.. oh btw, i really really love my pillowcases =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112107776586436063?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112107776586436063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112107776586436063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112107776586436063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112107776586436063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-love-my-pillowcases.html' title='i love my pillowcases.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112092547647771448</id><published>2005-07-10T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T00:11:16.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>renaissance XV</title><content type='html'>lets see. cremation was on friday evening..showered in gumps' place and then headed down for concert..good stuff..pixiang and alvan..not bad la... if it wasn't under such conditions, then yeah, they were good.. but ohwells..haha damn obvious that the got screwed during the interval.. lols..after concert went home, slept..woke up..rushed down to expo mrt. met the rest.. attended the national young leaders thingy..haha the ij peeps were there.. audrey, sam, alicia, jaclyn, seren and the rest..yeah..lunched with them at airport bk..then went back to expo..after the thingy, went down to sji with agung, loi and roderick..then loi, roderick and i got some eats at esso. duty...sweaty..then finish.. then went for concert..haha was hell good la.. the liverpool band weren't as sucky this time and we could actually listen to sirhan's guitar. haha mom's gonna get a nice surprise when she developes the film in her camera.. asked me "how many pictures you take?" and i said "ONE." she said "one only?!! picture of yourself alone arh?"..then i said "yeah..something like that.." HEE HEE..don't worry..it'll be alright..and thennnn..came back home, showered and off to bed now.. mass at 9am tmr.. gotta update myself on that YM thingy that happened today...and gotta plot summore.. haha..byebye..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112092547647771448?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112092547647771448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112092547647771448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112092547647771448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112092547647771448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/renaissance-xv.html' title='renaissance XV'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112069768242373344</id><published>2005-07-07T08:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:11:01.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thelist.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mm..alrighty.. shall also put the list of my mom's siblings up here.. for fun. i cn't remember their full names, so i'll use the names i call them by:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Uncle Swetha [doctor, lives in India..married to "ican'trememberwho", has icantrememberhowmany children..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Aunty Mala [housewife, previously worked in a factory, married to Uncle Selvam, who's currently working in a factory i think, two kids (Shashi and Arvin)]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Aunty Bonnie [housewife, often referred to as Aunty Bone, has two retarded children, both aged 20+..yepps..really sweet children..their names are Bobby and Eggy.. i also dunno why, but tht's what we call them..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. MY MOTHER [formerly known as Hema Malini, now known as Aunty Agnes to those outside the family la..converted when married my dad(DUH), Mariadass James, who was a policeman..she used to be Hindu..gave birth to me ..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Uncle Brinda [sadly, he passed away before i was born, but my mom said that he and i would've been the best of friends man.. haha apparently he was extremely mischievious.. climbing trees and stuff. yeah..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Aunty Dratch [married to Uncle Pap, works as a newspaper delivery woman..have a hell lot of respect for her. she's got three kids, 2 girls (Helena and Regina, twins, both working), and one boy (Sharwn) who's a year older than me.. she took care of me since i was a little bastard all the way to the end of kindergarten and i'm damn grateful to have her man..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Aunty Chewy [single, teacher or principal i think..of a special school in singapore.. yeah.. her real name's Aunty Sundri, but she's also known as Aunty Sandy la..she converted too and she's my godma.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Uncle Sugah [married to Aunty Saras, two girls (Sharmini and Priya),works in a restaurant..freaking funny fella.. full of crap.. even more funny when he's drunk.. usually the life of the party when it gets past 12am.. can say that he[s, the most cartoooooooon uncle i have]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Uncle Subah [marrie to Aunty Miko, a nurse, nice guy, very mild and gentle..thinks he's damn funny.. but he's a cannot-make-it kind of funny..aiyah end of the day still funny la..works in The American Club.. yeah..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Aunty Sesh [married to Uncle Uni,a pilot, two kids (Vignesh and Srilatchmi), nursing for 25years..currently staying in Australia, nice lady with an er...different perspective of life.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Aunty Shark [married to Uncle Guna, two kids (Ganesh and Dinesh), ahah she met her husband-to-be in the army..cos she was working as a clerk..her name is Shakila but we call her Aunty Shark]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Uncle Tribhu [married to Aunty Kala, two kids (Brinda and Dhiven), haha i can remeber his full name cos he made me write it like 4 times la.. jayatribhuvanagopal. haha we call him Uncle Tribhu, or Uncle BOO.. car mechanic, fricking good with cars.. put him in the same room as Uncle Sugah and you can laugh till thy kingdom come..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Uncle Deep [married to Aunty Salvation, had three kids (Sandra, Nigel, Ryan) with ex-wife Aunty Patricia (she's a real looker)..used to work in SIA, had a terrible motorbike accident and is damn on about exercise even though there's a metal plate in his thigh.. full name : jayadeepavanagopal.. we call him Uncle Deepa or Uncle DEEEEEEEP..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Aunty Rathi [married to Uncle Kennedy, has one boy (Vivek), works in some medical physiotherapy thingy..smth liddat la..she's quite young..yeps..]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all fourteen of them..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112069768242373344?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112069768242373344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112069768242373344' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112069768242373344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112069768242373344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/thelist.html' title='thelist.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112069759826582909</id><published>2005-07-07T07:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:12:06.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>she is no more.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mom woke me up at 0445am this morning..rushed off to ttsh..aunty sesh was there.. she was crying.. gumps died at arnd 0420am...or so the doctor said la..i dunno..not sure of the exact time, but tht doesn't really matter much. yeah.. she's gone.. wonder how things will be in the family now..wow..i dunno if it's the right thing to do or feel right now, but i feel that i've accepted the fact that she's passed away and i think that it's really strange to be able to observe your relatives and their actions and reactions regarding the death..cos i'm okay, but they're not. then it gets a little bit complicated la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lst night had this sharp pain in my side from arnd 8pm or so..all the way to 12..but it was gone when i woke up.. weird.. hmmm.. oh..here's something else tht's interesting to share.. so far, i've experienced 4 deaths, including gumps'.. my dad, my uncle papillon (we jst call him uncle pap), my paternal grandmother and gumps..now according to my mom, after my dad died, there were a lot of cockroaches running arnd the house.. not cos the house was dirty la..but yeah..they were these HUGE FLYING ROACHES. yeah..and after uncle pap died, there were a lot of house lizards.. paternal grandmother, cn't remember which insect (haha maybe she's associated with toothpaste, cos she never seemed to run out of it...always giving us many tubes for christmas)..and gumps...i dunno about gumps.. haha see how la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112069759826582909?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112069759826582909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112069759826582909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112069759826582909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112069759826582909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/she-is-no-more.html' title='she is no more.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112065750106022533</id><published>2005-07-06T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:12:30.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iocsessioninsingapore- post two pls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOHO ONCE MORE!! LONDON HAS WON BABY!!!!!!! aaaaaah..yesyesyes......yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another five bucks man.. now i can go buy 4 bowls of lor mee. HAHAHAH!! whee...my mom's super sad about losing five bucks (and in some weird and dark way, she shld be more sad about losing her mother..but i guess she's not showing it la)..anyhows.. at the end of the day, i'm ten dollars richer. but i guess i'm further away from God now. haha Bryan Shen, you messed up my head real good.. thanks mr. shen..tkcare all..lucks to the oral-ers. nights ahmad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112065750106022533?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112065750106022533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112065750106022533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112065750106022533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112065750106022533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/iocsessioninsingapore-post-two-pls.html' title='iocsessioninsingapore- post two pls.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112064857613611613</id><published>2005-07-06T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T19:01:05.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iocsessioninsingapore-post one pls.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;HOHO!! yesyes. let me tell you how i made five dollars from my mother about ten minutes ago. i was in my room..mom was watching tv in the living room.. then she asked me where the remote was..and i told her that it was on the coffee table..so she switched the channel to channelnewsasia cos she wnted to see who'd win the bid.. haha then she went to the toilet and as she came out, i shouted from my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oei i make a bet with you.. i say that either paris or london will get it. five dollars."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom: "okay.. i say madrid or new york.. five dollars arh...no change if you lose ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: "yeah okay can.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go to the living room.. and what do i see? "&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CHANNELNEWSASIA LATEST UPDATE: MADRID, NEW YORK AND MOSCOW OUT OF THE BID.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#EAB400;"&gt;flashed BIGBIG ACROSS THE SCREEN. HURR HURR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; [actually it was jst a small tiny line at the bottom of the screen, but hey, it seemed big to me, so screw off =))].. and i informed her about it.. but she wouldn't believe it man... hahah the look on her face, more than priceless. lols.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so yeah, i made five bucks from my mother.. haha now she wants to bet with me that paris will win it.. haha i'm rooting for london.. another five bucks at stake, so yes.. either i win..or i give back the five bucks..the way i see it, it's a win-win kinda thing. HOHO! you owe me twenty dollars. pay up pls. had to bluff my mother that i didn't get any extra tix, cos she'd flip if she found out that i did. lols..seems like money is rolling in.. i guess i'll go and roll in too.. roll dunno where la.. but jst keep rolling la. yepp.. shall update after i find out who wins the bid. yes. HEE HEE.. so go ahead, make some money out of your parents.&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/12395172-112064857613611613?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112064857613611613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112064857613611613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112064857613611613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112064857613611613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/iocsessioninsingapore-post-one-pls.html' title='iocsessioninsingapore-post one pls.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112063808554205663</id><published>2005-07-06T16:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T09:13:11.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn disturbing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hoho. so it seems tht &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; think she's damn popular in sji la.. pls la..you think you befriend so many sji guys, so you're damn good..and damn "famous" in sji...haha gotta ask yourself whether the sji guy considers &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt; his friend first man.. please wake up. you think you come for our concert, then all the sji guys will go ga-ga over you.. and that all the sji guys arnd you will be saying hi to you and stuff..haha gotta realise that it only happens cos sji guys are too nice. and more often than not, we end up getting hurt cos of your kind. so run along now and leave us be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112063808554205663?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112063808554205663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112063808554205663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112063808554205663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112063808554205663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/damn-disturbing.html' title='damn disturbing.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112041466756073249</id><published>2005-07-04T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T02:23:19.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i take you home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;TAMIL ORALS WERE HORRIBLE.&lt;/strong&gt; nuff said&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there in the room stood 4 mothers, caring for &lt;em&gt;their&lt;/em&gt; m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was alright (not counting the tamil orals la).. mugger ooi came down to sji for a while cos james needed to teach him some music shit..ooi also helped us with our work, while doing HIS work.. wtf man.. i wna be an Ooi pls!..hmmm..he has inspired us to become men of integrity, men for muggers. yesyes. yes. went for mass with ang, ooi and james. then went over to james' and had a seriously shiok dinner. noodles and rice stuff. shiok mannn...headed home and did my math........i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there in the room stood 4 daughters, worried sick about their ailing mother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday...cn't remember wht time i woke up..tried to do more math.. cannot.. so stoned.. saw petrina on tv..aviva open thingy..ahha her 5 seconds of fame.. quite funny.. then..went down to the dentist..bloody beeetch sliced off part of my teeth la! fuck man, it was scary shit. she had this rotating disc.. and it spun really fast..and then she sliced off my teeth!!! so there's like this space right now at the back and i can feel it with my tongue and it feels weird man..then.....yeah..came back.. watched judging amy..nice show.. made me feel bad about not treating my mom well enough.. shall go get her some shit for mother's day..eh mother's day over alr arh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there in the room stood 4 sisters, differences disregarded in the face of human love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner with james and ooi and jared and cass and mel and nat and gerad and marc..and me. was funny..jared and i can click really well..but it can get quite violent la.. haha..i'll never stop tickling you. headed home and then.......did something and then did another thing..and then fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning (rain not falling la....what you thinking?)..got up..added on a bit to sandra's letter..then went for mass. deb was damn early man.. ahaha... joe was EVEN earlier..angie was in Germany (grrr...hope she brings back some German stuff..a German Samuel perhaps? wonder if they have Samuels in Germany)..vincent was m.i.a for a really long time.. but it's okay la..there's always next sunday. yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha there was one part where deb asked me for a plaster..and i innocently asked her if she was bleeding..and she was like "er. that sounded wrong. haha that kind of bleeding dun need plaster (or something to that effect la)".. waaaah!! felt damn malu man.. hahaha anyhowsss... lunched with joe, deb, sandra and peter (who invited himself.. haha yes i know we're bad to him, but like..WHO ISN'T?!..hee..kidding..).. lunched at kfc..bloody shrooms took so fricking long this time man.. i want to complain! and it was of such poor quality that the mushrooms didn't even taste like mushrooms..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sandra's got a weird way of eating mashed potato.. she &lt;em&gt;whips&lt;/em&gt; it. and then it looks like baby food.. or baby shit.. disgusting man!! seriously EEYER. deb seemed like she was enjoying her chicken..dipping it in the chicken blood. again, EEYER. girls are weird. food is food. don't play with food. put it in your mouth and chew. then swallow or regurgitate. but NEVER play with your food. god will come find you. then you'll be in trouble. tsk tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back..had stuff.. then went online.. then had to rush of to gumps' place.. she's dying.. yeah..my grandmother's dying la.. went over at like 7plus..almost 8.. stayed till 1am.. yeah.. had a nice talk with my aunty.. her name's SESHAYANI but we all call her Aunty Sesh.. haha oh btw, my mom taught me this cool rap so that i can remember each and every one of my uncles and aunties.. all fourteen of them. haha remind me to put their names and nicknames up here yeah? should be good reading..haha.. yeah..had a nice talk with her about nursing la.. she's been a nurse for 25 years now. yeps.. shared a lot of stuff with me.. sorta got a clearer picture of things now.. and yeah..i gotta go do some reflection man.. cos all the pathways she pointed out to me are really really good.. yeah.. in a sense, everything's secured la. yepp..dunno man.. she seems pretty excited on my decision to become a nurse.. haha do i hear "S-P-O-N-S-O-R-S-H-I-P"?? lols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gumps not doing too good. face all puffed up..feet swollen.. skin all dried and drooping.. eyes are closed and sunken.. not a very nice sight la. took her over to ttsh. she's warded there right now..mmm..hope she's doing okay..please pray for her yeah? even linnette too =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;there in the room stood God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;God bless you Gumps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back, showered, updated &lt;strong&gt;everywhere&lt;/strong&gt;.. off to sleep. byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112041466756073249?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112041466756073249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112041466756073249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112041466756073249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112041466756073249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/07/if-i-take-you-home.html' title='if i take you home.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-112004769709761772</id><published>2005-06-29T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T20:21:37.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>louder!!</title><content type='html'>waaah. 3rd day..totally gay..emath test was gay. not enough time. then nvr do last question, lost eight bloody marks..baah..then by the time we got through elect and chem, was half dead alr. then came MOTHERTONGUE..slack period! the teachers are super concerned for me cos they're afraid that i might fail my oral. cos i can't speak tamil that good...but that doesn't mean that i can't speak tamil for shit right? surely can speak tamil for shit la..i guess in class, i'm jst waaaay too embarrassed to open my mouth cos i know that wht i say will be grammatically wrong and stuff and the rest of them will jst snigger..they laugh at the indian guy (from India) with seriously good spoken tamil, but crappy written tamil..they laugh at him because he thinks he's damn good..but in truth, he's not thaaaaaat good. yeps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they're a bunch of okay people la i guess...yeps..they're the hardcore tamil people..some call them the shadow (go figure)..but seriously, once you get to know them, they're alright la.....handphone thefts and smoking aside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows..aft mothertongue was physics and then math. both very "interesting" periods. yesyes. then had some tamil remedial thing..was pretty funny..cos shaun was jst "painting" his stationery with his marker pen.. and my tamil teacher kept on referring to him as a conversation topic..&lt;em&gt;quite&lt;/em&gt; funny la. thennn..slacked arnd in school..looked at them train..came home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch charmed! she's a hottie! hurr.. then gotta study for ss test tmr..friday got orals! eeyers. oooh. jst found out tht i'm exco for renaissance saturday night. and i'm going on friday night..so i'll get to see both performances for the price of one ticket! jolly good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-112004769709761772?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/112004769709761772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=112004769709761772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112004769709761772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/112004769709761772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/louder.html' title='louder!!'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111996252150480475</id><published>2005-06-28T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-28T20:42:05.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slashdotdashdotdashdotcom</title><content type='html'>i say "hey!........i was right. you are a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay monkey&lt;/span&gt;"..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you say "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO..i am not a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay monkey&lt;/span&gt;..maybe you heard me wrongly, but i am definitely not a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay monkey&lt;/span&gt;.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i say "maybe you say you are not a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gay monkey&lt;/span&gt;,then i say you are a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gay donkey&lt;/span&gt;..or a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gay ass&lt;/span&gt;..".."but this time, &lt;strong&gt;you lose&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha TOTALLY KNEW IT'D HAPPEN LA..hurr as pixiang would say "i knew it lor!"..God bless him and his wallet..hmm..well i guess the most amazing thing is that before all this, i alr explained how i felt abt the whole thing. and you said that you understood. looks like you bluffed me. ohwells. your loss. &lt;strong&gt;you lose&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was alrighty. lessons..assembly..another assembly..legion..homework..home..homework.. mmm..guess one of the highlights of the day must've been the sharing by Mr. Bryan Shen.. what he said actually got me thinking..and if you think hard enough, i guess ang wants to be a saint.. or maybe he doesn't want to, but he surely does look like he's on the right path. go ang go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahmad..oh and by the way cass, NICE JOB ON THE BLOG..it's like...kickass la.. budden kick whose ass? tsk tsk. backup plan. ngee ann nursing pls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111996252150480475?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111996252150480475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111996252150480475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111996252150480475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111996252150480475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/slashdotdashdotdashdotcom.html' title='slashdotdashdotdashdotcom'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111987170218225988</id><published>2005-06-27T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T19:33:22.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOBODY GOT SIT ARH?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;whose line was totally crazy last night man.. with all the kissing and the pie-plus-ketchup eating..ahh...it felt good. was actually laughing out loud..mom must've thought i was nuts, but i guess she's used to it alr. yepp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yes yes. the wonders of 'self-preservation'..some know it as fuck care..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;aha that noodle stuff in tp is good. guess pixiang would agree. basket, steal my soup until liddat..but it was james' money.. so i dunno la.. haha good shit all the same. renaissance? yes yes no? ...yes.. well that smelly backside is the emcee..so maybe i'll get him flowers..haha or maybe not. i mean, flowers are expensive ya know...and the fact that james and i owe him 35$ each has no importance whatsoever la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;to each his own yeah?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;fifty cents a lotta money? riiiiight. so maybe he can buy his own flowers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;if you're out of this, do let me know alright? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;mmm..well..got orals at the end of this week. emath test this wednesday..ss test this thursday..so pretty packed la. alrighty. off to watch america's funniest home videos..as if she cares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't leave be hanging like that.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HOHO i miss my 9th floor neighbour. haven't seen her in a long time and she's becoming hotter by the minute. to think that we used to play at the playgrnd when we were little..and all her younger sibling's would play too. joyce, josephine, robin, melvin and the-little-one-whose-name-i-can't-remember. happy times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;don't be too hard on me pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byebye all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111987170218225988?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111987170218225988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111987170218225988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111987170218225988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111987170218225988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/nobody-got-sit-arh.html' title='NOBODY GOT SIT ARH?'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111978357287848279</id><published>2005-06-26T18:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-26T18:59:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confirmation 05.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a really special day. more special than archi said it would be. stayed over in james' the previous night (as mentioned in the previous post) and then played basketball with mags, marc and james. supposed to meet sandra at 1045 at novena sq..but i was still playing when it was 1040..then realised i was gonna be super late. so msged her and told her i'd be late. then ran off to the bus stop. still got totally drenched tho..bus took fricking long to get there. changed in novena sq toilet..think the guy in the cubicle next to mine was smoking something..cos it smelt horrible..and there were ashes on the floor..thenn..met her at long johns and went down to esplanade to get her derek-friend some chocs. haha saw that &lt;strong&gt;art is a lie&lt;/strong&gt; thing..was pretty cool. yeah.. got the chocs..trained down to paya lebar aftr tht and bumped into deborah at the station..actually she bumped into us la...mmm..cos she saw my yellow shoes..then she knew that it was me..then she thought that sandra was my girlfriend cos she was behind us and couldn't see our faces.then she found out that the girl was actually sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched at kfc....shit, i owe deb two dollars..discussed some stuff abt church and all..hee hee. was pretty scandalous.. we're gonna take over the church. then made some plans and stuff and we all went back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirmation was great..archi is a short man.. was too rushed and everything la, but i guess it was okay. then yeah.. makan with the legion at tht thai village place in singapore post. good stuff man. but pretty expensive la..but good stuff all the same. then... went home.. showered, changed and knocked out. thanks for everyone who took the time to actually come down to my church.. and thanks for everyone who actually remembered, even though they couldn't come. yeps. thennnn....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 1020..msged angie and told her that i wasn't going for mass.. then went back to sleep till...150pm..yeah..then did some math...or at least i tried to. then went online.. blogging now. gonna buy a new television ltr. then......yeah..sleep la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ey i feel that we (confi4s) shld organise some kinda 'post-confirmation party' or smth..cos almost everyone agrees that yesterday was fantastic, but it didn't end properly.. yeah..maybe we could all go over to daniel's brother's house or something..dunno la, leave sandra to ask daniel's brother if we can go to his house..i mean..she even memorised daniel's brother's number. that's damn cool la.. oh yeah, kudos to the servers in qop..we won the catholeague..(like DUH...hee).. other parishes, not to worry, we'll win it again next year..yesyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to talk. yes. YOU and i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we gotta talk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111978357287848279?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111978357287848279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111978357287848279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111978357287848279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111978357287848279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/confirmation-05.html' title='confirmation 05.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111962689661362549</id><published>2005-06-24T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:28:16.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a walk to remember.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;lst night i couldn't get to sleep. and my sleepless-nights buddy was created. was tossing and turning in bed for so damn long..thinking about SO many things.. was quite frustrating cos i really wnted to sleep and my mind was still active. then i had the sudden urge to go blog. was feeling pretty keen on blogging. but as i got up, i looked outside my window and i saw an old man cycling near the carpark. at 2am in the morning. riiiiiiiiiiiiight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;so yeah.that sorta freaked the shit outta me la. climbed back into bed and 'played' with my handphone. found out that i was able to access the internet through my phone. cool eh? bet it costs a bomb. mmm..so there i was..all alone in my bed [well, if there was someone else in bed with me, i'd be most happy to share the blankie..... =) ]..anyhows..yeah..was lying in bed thinking about stuff.. about my confirmation..about my cat class teacher (her name's julie, but we all call her &lt;strong&gt;teacher&lt;/strong&gt; julie)...about that song that some of us wnted to write for her..about my special someone..about writing a song for my special someone..about fluffy's ears.. basically about the so-liddat-ness of life.. yeps..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;why life so-liddat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;mmm...well i'm quite happy with the way things are right now..looking forward to saturday..loadsa stuff gonna happen and if all goes well, things should get even better . anyway..let's talk about TODAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;i walked from my home down to toa payoh hub today..took the bust 28 route. was rather far and i was given a lot of time to think about stuff..(urgh..&lt;em&gt;MORE&lt;/em&gt; thinking..eggbert needs a rest you know..tsk)..finally hit tp..whole journey took about one and a half hours. yeah..blisters on feet have opened and the pus looks tasty.hurr! met enoch at hub macs..saw grace and gang walking by..james joined us ltr..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;enoch rocks man. in sji, he used to be lame and cool.. now he's EVEN MORE lame and cool. so yeah.we were really lucky to catch him at hub macs cos coincidentally, he stays in the area that we're supposed to go do our social studies project in..so yeah..we actually had a resident show us arnd the erm.."estate"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;we took loads of pictures man...even this picture of an old lady advertising for Tiger Beer. shall put it up here sometime...aaaaaaaaaaaanyhowsy, we headed back home..watched you got served.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;good shit man. people there got no bones and really strong muscles. feeling inspired after the show, we attempted breakdancing in the garden..ended up rolling arnd more or less.. might have even squished a frog or two..ohwells..at least we didn't send it up the roof. then we got even more crazy. had my camo paint.. we used it man. james got pretty hyped by it...haha like it was something from another planet man.. we got excited by camo paint. took quite a few pictures of ourselves with the paint and we gave mary a good shock. james' dad seemed as if he was used to seeing james with green all over his face. HAHAHAH!!!! =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;thennnn.. shower...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thennnn..blogggg...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;then now here la. you not happy isit? fight arh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;shall come back here after confirmation. playing basketball with mags and jared and jeffrey and all..then gonna meet sandra for novena service...then after that dunno how la. then go for confirmation.. kick lauw's butt if he's there..jst for fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok. time to become chinese. byebye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111962689661362549?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111962689661362549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111962689661362549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111962689661362549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111962689661362549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/walk-to-remember.html' title='a walk to remember.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111899889678148092</id><published>2005-06-17T16:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T17:08:11.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aeiq convention.</title><content type='html'>so yeah..it's all over now. haha was great fun.. went better than i expected. yeps. gonna miss them loads. tammy, bella, wayne. ziyan, pet, siti and the rest of the org comm and the facils..and the participants too. not sure when we'll all get to meet again, but it's been a wonderful journey (awww..i feel like crying alr).. =)).. met loads of new people there and made several new friends. very interesting people. haha on the whole, it was special la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's the end of the third week of the hols! and there's still homework left. die! ahaha..ohwells..must try to finish la. haha b div asked to play a friendly against c div this coming wednesday. not sure if i'll go..see how la..but most probably will go..jst for kicks i guess.. haha bet everyone in the pack is freaking unfit now..well we weren't that fit to begin with la..but yeah.. jst go down la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna get confirmed next saturday!!.. cn't wait.. joe said it felt cool when archie signs you with the chrism oil..like you feel "powerful" or something. haha i dunno..maybe i'll feel powerful too. not sure wht i'll be feeling then, but i know that it'll feel DAMN GOOD. HURR HURR!! gonna go for the youthfest thingy with my cat class on saturday..and according to sandra, the ym's planning some outing after mass on sunday..pool or something.. haha should be fun la..yeah..if peter plays pool with us, we'll make him eat an 8-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has been a weird june holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 460px" height="600" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/120-2018_IMG.jpg" width="553" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;astroboy rocks my socks. haha tkcare joe. thanks for being you =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111899889678148092?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111899889678148092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111899889678148092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111899889678148092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111899889678148092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/aeiq-convention_17.html' title='aeiq convention.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111831395123706253</id><published>2005-06-09T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T21:59:45.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your soup is here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jst got back from mr. and mrs. smith with cass, nat, linn and james. yeps. it was damn good. yeah. took my mind off a lot of things and yeps, i guess things are beginning to pick up again. haha still in that shit hole, but coming out slowly la. biggest shit hole i've ever been in. k gotta go. shall update this again after i'm done. yeps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;alright. back here again like i said i'd be. hmmm.. this goes out to everyone and i've angered or hurt in the past three to four weeks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm damn bloody sorry about the way i've been behaving and  everything and i hope i didn't piss you off too badly.  hell, you probably pissed me off first (only cos i CHOSE to let you piss me off), but tht's not important. yeps. things are rough all over, i know tht i'm not the only one on this side of the world with problems, so yeah, i'll try to be more understanding. and i'll try very hard not to say fck anymore cos yeah..it's not very pretty. mmm. and i want to be pretty. tkcare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;you don't know how much i care.. haha even i don't know how much i care.. but i know it's a hell lot more than the rest do. maybe i just don't show it. maybe you're not letting me. maybe it's me. maybe it's you. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;maybe it's maybelline.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;will be away at confirmation camp from friday till sunday..looking forward to camp..good chance to totally drop everything tht's been on my mind and enjoy the company of a bunch of really &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; people...(well..peter is retarded, so quite &lt;em&gt;special&lt;/em&gt; la). gonna miss every single one of them loads after our confirmation. haha..unless you're peter la. msg me if you need to borrow my socks. tsk tsk. heartbroken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111831395123706253?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111831395123706253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111831395123706253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111831395123706253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111831395123706253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/your-soup-is-here.html' title='your soup is here.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111823664488049457</id><published>2005-06-08T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:17:24.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>used.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;third post of the day.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YOU ALL. YES! FUCK! ALL OF YOU! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;...ahh..feels so much better now. gosh. this is too vulgar. close your eyes if you don't like it.&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/12395172-111823664488049457?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111823664488049457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111823664488049457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111823664488049457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111823664488049457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/used.html' title='used.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111821815150817224</id><published>2005-06-08T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T16:26:51.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>portions for foxes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well I was sitting waiting wishing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That you believed in superstitions &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then maybe you'd see the signs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Lord knows that this world is cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I ain't the Lord, no I'm just a fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And in loving somebody don't make them love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must I always be playing, playing the fool? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I sang your songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I danced your dance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I gave your friends all a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Putting up with them wasn't worth never having you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And maybe you been through this before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's my first time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So please ignore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The next few lines cause they're directed at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't always be waiting, waiting on you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't always be playing, playing your fool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I keep playing your cards &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But its not my scene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Won't this plot not twist? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have no place to read? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Keep building me up, then shooting me down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well im already down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just wait a minute &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just sitting, waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just wait a minute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just sitting, waiting &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well if I was in your position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd put down all my ammunition &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'd wondered why'd it taken me so long &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But Lord knows that I'm not you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And If I was, I wouldn't be so cruel &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause waiting on love ain't so easy to do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must I always be waiting, waiting on you? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Must I always be playing, playing the fool? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No, I can't always be waiting, waiting on you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't always be playing playing your fool, foooooool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;__________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;Sitting, Waiting, Wishing by Jack Johnson.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;nice song. simple. sincere. straight to the point. pretty damn good. HURR HURR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;wow. blogged twice in one day..hmm..ahaha..tkcare all. yes sergeant!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111821815150817224?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111821815150817224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111821815150817224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111821815150817224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111821815150817224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/portions-for-foxes.html' title='portions for foxes.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111821512773332117</id><published>2005-06-08T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T15:18:47.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goreng.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;jst came back frm school. math remedial then played badminton with pix and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;mamba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha was crazy shit man. used the ancient squash rackets cos the badminton juniors didn't wnt to lend us theirs..damn heavy la.. but it was damn fun.. mamba is seriously wacked man. chum cn't shut his mouth to save his life..surely gonna kena sai one day man. haha..suddenly got the urge to play paintball. must play paintball after Os man, sounds like fun.haha invite teachers along..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;collected the convention money from the guys..only got $150 plus. need $450. mom gonna pay first. they better pay back man...big money.mmm..but the convention's gonna be damn fun la.. haha this is pretty weird..cos like..there are only a few people who actually know about/read my blog..haha as if they give a fuck about the convention..lols..i think we should &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; ask ourselves if we actually &lt;em&gt;do&lt;/em&gt; give a fuck. yes yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111821512773332117?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111821512773332117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111821512773332117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111821512773332117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111821512773332117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/06/goreng.html' title='goreng.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111733804248480464</id><published>2005-05-30T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T11:56:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOT SURPRISED.</title><content type='html'>HELLO! I'VE DECIDED TO TYPE THIS WHOLE THING OUT WITH THE CAPS LOCK ON SO BEAR WITH ME. HAHA. I THINK ASS LIKE THAT BY EMINEM IS DAMN FUNNY. A BIT SICK LA..BUT IT'S SERIOUSLY FUNNY SHIT. -DOINGDOINGDOING!- CASS' BBQ TODAY. IF ONLY THE STUPID O'S WEREN'T ON MONDAY. OHWELLS. TRUST SHE WILL HAVE AN ELEPHANT OF A TIME WITHOUT THE DYNAMIC DUO (AS IF WE DAMN FUNNY LIDDAT). HEE HEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. JAMES UPDATED HIS BLOG. HOHO! -DOINGDOINGDOING!- I MAKE R&amp;B. I SING SONG - IT GO RING-A-CHONG-CHING-CHONG-CHONG-CHONG-CHING! HURR HURR!! THANKS FOR THE CARD ANG..FEELING DETERMINED. HAHA IF I GET AN A1 FOR TAMIL, I'LL KISS MY TAMIL TEACHER...OR MAYBE NOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 395px; HEIGHT: 594px" height="594" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/gm_yoda.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111733804248480464?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111733804248480464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111733804248480464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111733804248480464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111733804248480464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/not-surprised.html' title='NOT SURPRISED.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111719409633340728</id><published>2005-05-27T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:41:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rice and peas and chicken stuffing.</title><content type='html'>you tell me one thing, then you do something that sorta contrasts with what you said. then you tell me something else. lately,  you haven't really been telling me anything.  i'll try to help where i can (only if you allow me), but please don't put me through it all over again. cos if you do, then you are a &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gay monkey&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. jst like the rest of your kind. as james would say "all you damn ** *****".. haha. bloody ponner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmm..two days to mt Os. yay. so fun HoRzx! i SuDdENlyx Gotz the UrgEx 2 tyPeX LikEx Thi$. wonder wht's wrong their heads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there were these two hot girls on the sbs bus. and they were staring at this ugly guy. and the guy felt good. until he realised why they were staring. his fly was open. and he was feeling "&lt;em&gt;happy"&lt;/em&gt; at that moment cos he thought that they were checking him out. sad. i think girls rock at screwing up guys' minds..haha as if guys need help screwing their heads up. spare a thought for our little brains, make things simpler for us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently in love with Hey Mama. for absolutely no reason at all. it's different each time i listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to the mother tongue-ers. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;monkey nuts to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111719409633340728?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111719409633340728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111719409633340728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111719409633340728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111719409633340728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/rice-and-peas-and-chicken-stuffing.html' title='rice and peas and chicken stuffing.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111701399550629323</id><published>2005-05-25T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:45:37.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scratch it.</title><content type='html'>hee. i like this picture a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 382px; HEIGHT: 600px" height="600" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/allweareisdustinthewind.gif" width="440" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111701399550629323?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111701399550629323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111701399550629323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111701399550629323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111701399550629323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/scratch-it.html' title='scratch it.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111682565745886188</id><published>2005-05-23T12:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T13:26:13.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get whale soon.</title><content type='html'>ahahahahah! ohmygod.happy tree friends is THERAPEUTIC!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lols. damn cute la.&lt;br /&gt;(la la la la la..la la la la la la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/70036.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="407" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/Happy20Tree20Friends.jpg" width="411" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111682565745886188?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111682565745886188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111682565745886188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111682565745886188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111682565745886188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/get-whale-soon.html' title='get whale soon.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111677359384114268</id><published>2005-05-22T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:53:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>on a leash.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;thanks a lot. haha.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; FUCK.&lt;/strong&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/12395172-111677359384114268?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111677359384114268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111677359384114268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111677359384114268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111677359384114268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/on-leash.html' title='on a leash.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111650224290966153</id><published>2005-05-19T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:50:09.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to the batcave.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ho..another cow age *MOOOOO* has passed since i blogged.. been lazy la. ohwells..things are confusing right now.. wish you'd explain it to me. but its alrighty if you don't feel like it. i just dun get the whole picture..hopefully i will soon enough.. but for now.. gotta keep smiling =)) haha.. tuesday was nuts man. mass after legion..then got ice cream on my nose.. haha..ice cream..mmm empty promises? anywaysey.. HOPE CASSAY's feeeeeeeeeeeling a whole lot beterrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SUP PEE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lols..anyhows..wednesday was crazy. james and i went down to toys r' us at united square. haha we didn't spend much time (or money) there, but it was HELL FUN. hahaha i wna work there man! stayed over and did up the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt;. very few people know what the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt; is..but people (or maybe just one person) not really supposed to know about the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt;. so from now on, i'll refer to it as the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt;. hoho. the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt; rocks man. i think it'll turn out really really really nice..quite excited about the &lt;strong&gt;thingy&lt;/strong&gt; and i hope we actually manage to pull it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;getting sian of tamil. its freaky man. i'm almost completely indian now. haha might forget how to speak and write english. haha tamil is just damn gay la. the sentences, when translated to english, are similar to yoda-speech. rather backward, tamil is. hurr hurr..omg i'm so funny. i can't stop laughing. ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha............................ha. and today, during one of our NON-TAMIL periods (haha only 2 non-tamil periods out of 6 periods) i nearly wrote my name in tamil on the notes that the laj gave. scary shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mmm..other than that..nothing much la. screwed exams (what's new)..all the shit's still been the same..haha just keeps on piling. wish i could just dump that big pile of shit on ahmad or someone.. HOHO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/jamesandi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;james and i after school. shhh.dun reveal our secret identities.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="299" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/batman_robin_batgirl.jpg" width="379" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;james and i 5 years from now. (we don't know who the girl is tho...anybody wna be the girl?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="270" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/oldmen.jpg" width="378" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;james and i 50 years from now. (we might not be alive, but at least we managed to turn white -sticks tongue out at murale- )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111650224290966153?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111650224290966153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111650224290966153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111650224290966153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111650224290966153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/to-batcave.html' title='to the batcave.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111604582859719714</id><published>2005-05-14T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T12:43:48.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tadpole water</title><content type='html'>i've got a feeling tht some people alr know about this place. NOT SAFE man. go find other blogs to gay with la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111604582859719714?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111604582859719714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111604582859719714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111604582859719714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111604582859719714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/tadpole-water.html' title='tadpole water'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111591130995415820</id><published>2005-05-12T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:27:56.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there were shapes in the clouds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mmm..its been a while. haha loads of shit has happened alr. i'm jst too lazy to describe it in detail. haha convention is coming. kinda last minute, but ohwells. hahah. life has been weird these few days. ups and downs and upside downs..muddled at times. but i'll get by. hoho. midyrs are seriously screwed across the level. all kena sai man. sad case. maybe some shit's not gonna get any better soon, but i hope all the shit ends well la. preoccupied with the convention and beanbags. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;thanks for the email : ))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hmmm think i shall end here cos my fingers have finally died. haha brain died long ago. tuesdays are gonna be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 427px" height="427" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/therewereshapesintheclouds.gif" width="387" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111591130995415820?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111591130995415820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111591130995415820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111591130995415820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111591130995415820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/there-were-shapes-in-clouds.html' title='there were shapes in the clouds.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111552728928859049</id><published>2005-05-08T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T12:41:29.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>monchichis</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;exams are over..so yeah..temporary freedom. haha. gonna turn indian really soon so gotta prepare myself mentally. bought a new &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;wallet and a &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;brown&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; polo tee. quite pleased. hee hee. today's mummsy day.. my mom is pissing me off. but its all my fault, so heck. happy mummsy day to all mummsies. tomorrow's her birthday too.how gay can this get man. this is so wrong. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;anyhows, i'm gonna bang her tomorrow. gonna stay over at james' tonight and buy a cake. then bring it to school tomorrow and ask the canteen aunty to help me keep it till after school. and when school's over, i'm gonna get ang to call her and say that i'm really really sick or something la. then she gotta come down to school. and then she kena banged. haha should be fun. but i hope she doesn't start "smothering" me again. i need my space. even if i'm still a small sixteen year-old kutcheefart and i don't have my own life or my own house, i still need my space. i don't think she fully understands that yet, but i know she tries to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"&gt;hmmm..she just scolded me and her temper's flaring on mummsy day. can foresee that i'm gonna get screwed really badly for the rest of the day and i just want to get out of the house as fast as i can. but looks like i'm stuck here. don't think she's gonna allow me to stay over at james' place tonight...ohwells.. either way, its bad for her. if i stay over, she won't get to spend much time with me on mummsy day. but she'll get a nice surprise on her birthday tomorrow. if i don't stay over, we will have to endure each other and the long periods of silence broken only by the sound of the radio and she won't get her surprise. wow. it guess it kinda sucks for her. sucks for me too, but its worse for her. mmm i feel inspired to clean up the house and be a good sonny on mummsy day. maybe i'll continue blogging later. wonder if they've got sons day..would be nice..haha actually, everyday seems like a "sons" day to me. &lt;strong&gt;happy mummsy day, MOTHER&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111552728928859049?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111552728928859049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111552728928859049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111552728928859049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111552728928859049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/monchichis.html' title='monchichis'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111521815262434982</id><published>2005-05-04T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-04T22:49:12.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brother bill.</title><content type='html'>back! haha. staying at home tonight. my first home la. ahaha haven't seen my mom since sunday. saw her face today. lols. my grandauntywoman came over to my place this afternoon. hoho, her english is GOOD. entertained her and stuff. then she left. and then the work bench came. and it looked so damn fine. all smooth and curvy. shiok! haha. used it a bit. sorta made my very own little programme. exercised and showered. bought mom and i some eats from macs cos we were hungry. haha. there was this scary man in a yellowish kinda polo tee who seemed to be "checking me out" at macs. freaky shit. HOHO! now blogging here. gonna start mugging soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's papers were gay. amaths was better than usual. but still screwed la. chemistry was seriously gay. probably made many careless mistakes here and there, but i don't give a shit man. physics tomorrow and history and emaths after that. and then its all over and we can all get mother-tongued. lols. i'm actually gonna be an indian boy till the end of the month. God help me...God help us all. haha speaking of them indians, been seeing&lt;em&gt; way &lt;/em&gt;too many bald, middle aged indian men with chinese girlfriends or wives, running around Singapore. good thing or bad thing? maybe its a bald thing. maybe its maybelline. i dunno. do chinese girls dig tall, dark and handsomely bald indian men? your views please -points at cass, nat, adeline and the perverts who've found this space already- (haha no use pointing at james, he won't tag unless he gets a bazillion ringgit with ice cream.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. approaching the end of the week already. much needed (not deserved) break from shit. i wna get the next two weeks over with asap. hope you do well for your exams..or at least what's left of it. stay focused and don't be gay. or ronald mcdonaldwill whip your puny backside. he's lovin' it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111521815262434982?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111521815262434982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111521815262434982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111521815262434982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111521815262434982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/brother-bill.html' title='brother bill.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111510261445488238</id><published>2005-05-03T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-03T15:58:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>filthy gorgeous</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lst day of my five-day holiday.jst got back home aftr staying over at my second home. sunday was cool. mom went on a shopping spree. felt it got a little bit out of hand la, but even so, i exploited the situation. HEE HEE. bought a whole load of shit. and it was good, clean fun. haha i now understand and appreciate the concept of retail therapy. went over to james' place. studied. played winning eleven. skipped.talked shit.haha yeah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mon morning.watched some fashion show on tv. studied chem. then played winning eleven. haha now he's using brazil too.lols. and i got whacked 9-0 by him. haha 2 of my players were sent off as well. yeps. was seriously demoralising la. then skipped a bit more. played badminton. was damn funny. all the tyco shots. showered and went down to united sq and then novena sq. james got himself a cd. i wnted to get one too but the stupid shop closed when i got there. haha we camped at bk and managed to get some work done la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got back home and playstationed till 11-12plus.. cn't remember. hoho. we got pretty bored. so i took a shower. and then we had a look at all of cass' pictures. HOHO! now we know how to type the password with our eyes closed and nostrils shut. we also sang and screamed like possessed pigs. lols. cass' pictures provided us with overwhelming satisfaction. and for that, we thank you cass : )) &lt;strong&gt;you made us happy&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;took a few pics with the camera and fell asleep. woke up, watched tv and then he left for tuition and i returned home. gonna go for mass ltr.then mug at macs opp church. ahaha. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;someone hasn't explained the meaning of expletives to me yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha dun worry too much. its jst the midyrs. not the end of the world yeah? hurr. all the best : )) &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;so those are not your poems?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y157/polekid/adult_ent.jpg" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;HEE HEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111510261445488238?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111510261445488238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111510261445488238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111510261445488238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111510261445488238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/05/filthy-gorgeous.html' title='filthy gorgeous'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12395172.post-111486758466676375</id><published>2005-04-30T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T21:26:24.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beware of turning vehicles.</title><content type='html'>morning was damn fun. haha met up with kian long, shen yang, linus and jun how at j8 and headed off to cath high. lols. their students' lounge is damn funky man.. even got a jukebox.haha yeah.pet and siti were there too.. ken li also.. mmm.. got a little bored here and there so we were playing hand games..ahaha tammy's a fast learner. haha took a shorter time to understand than pet. haha she's damn funny man.. we were all in front of everyone else and she still wnted to play..haha petrina's a cheater!! haha once up, stay up. aaaaand then i found out some stuff abt the cath high guys and all that..yeah..quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunched with ken li, pet and siti at the foodcourt in j8. was angry with the chicken. aftr that they left so i went down to entertainment macs to find james and ka hang.haha. was exhausted when i arrived (or at least i remember being tired la). then went to hub to find nat. studied. and then james came over to hub. and then we left for mass. james didn't go cos he was feeling......chinese. aftr mass came back home. switched on the aircon and took off my shoes. typed out this thingy. my speaker is pissing me off. dunno what the hell is wrong with it. gay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back in the bus i saw this muslim guy..with songkok and all. yeah. he seemed a little mentally "off".. was talking  to himself.yeps. then there was this little baby who was licking the bus window. haha darn cute man. so yea..when tht baby's dad alighted with his child, the muslim guy beamed at the baby man.. and he started waving and grunting at the child from inside the bus. he was seriously happy. and then in my head i was like "wow..jesus is there in that man".. and just as i said that, the guy stopped waving and grunting..and he looked at me. hoho. and he smiled. lols. i got goosebumps man. seriously funky feeling. haven't felt it in a while. yeps. &lt;em&gt;turns out there were interesting people in the bus.&lt;/em&gt; was a pleasant ride back home la. physics tys was begging to be read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gonna find some dinner arnd the house. haha maybe a dead rat or two. yeah. see you soon. nothing to highlight in this entry. &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(hurr hurr. jst kidding.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12395172-111486758466676375?l=polekid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/feeds/111486758466676375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12395172&amp;postID=111486758466676375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111486758466676375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12395172/posts/default/111486758466676375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://polekid.blogspot.com/2005/04/beware-of-turning-vehicles.html' title='beware of turning vehicles.'/><author><name>polekid</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
