<?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-10085407</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:13:07.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Simplicity ;</title><subtitle type='html'>Juz feel free to look around=)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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>122</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-6897793509000385763</id><published>2008-01-04T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T22:58:21.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas.. yea.. bullshit.. isay i will cont. but in the end still.. yawnzzxxsszxsx!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep, so i shall not cont wif my previous post.. lols!..&lt;br /&gt;sec 1 orientation camp juz ended. woots!&lt;br /&gt;seriously.. it sucks to the extend whereby its not the organizers' fault, but the campers fault okay... even tho its more on the fun side.. tsk =x&lt;br /&gt;yea.. fun? how fun.. very fun..&lt;br /&gt;first day of camp..do all the necessary.. and.. i gave off my first bad impression to the sec 1s.. V!&lt;br /&gt;yea. then it was tour around the sch.. actually.. at first i hate 1t1 n 1t2.. coz they were making so much noise back then.. so i kinda got fedup at first.. but during the tour.. i saw yangjing toking to them nicely.. like 'bribing' them. so i tot i shld b like him.. and 'bribe' their hearts.. hahas. and it works.!its gd to b kind afterall....(esp after giving ur first bad impression)&lt;br /&gt;yep. hahas..then i tok to 1t1 n 1t2 guys.. yea.. they were funnny.. n childish.. sec1s, can't help it rite? but at least they can get the conversation gg! as usual.. wat can boys like me tok abt.. of coz y y things... yep.. then he say want pull down my pants.. wth.. sicko.. summore the touch each other butts.. omg.. in public summore.. kaos..lucky they cannot touch mine.. my dodging skill max level alreadi.. lols!&lt;br /&gt;thenwent bak to hal.. they wanted to know my name.. so i told them to call me 'SHUAI GE'!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yea!!!!! and they did!!!!!! omg.. kawaii.. lols.. then toopid yangjing go tell them.. hahas.. yea.. after tat.. i go take the mike, and told the sec 1 corhorde, im the shuai ge!.. yea!.&lt;br /&gt;can;t help it.. too boring.. justin dnt wanna tok to me =(.. bcoz he dnt want to get embarassed! hahas&lt;br /&gt;and btw.. tats how my the 'shuai ge' trademark of me for this yr sec 1s came abt. hehes&lt;br /&gt;after tat was lunch.. si bei jia lat.. tok n tok n tok.. non-stop one.. muz shout shout then they lsiten.. then c me fierce fierce they scared.. then say i fierce.. sia lah.. dey dnt want keep quiet one mah.. blame me.. blame jiu blame lorh.. im juz doing my job.. i can't help it when my job is under the discipline com. expect me to neglect my job meh.. lols.. im not tat irresponsible lorh. but who cares.. everyone hates me now.. yea!! V!&lt;br /&gt;then games.. boring.. bored until i sprain y thumb.. sprain nvm okay.. ppl dnt believe i sprain, still go take my thumb spin a few round then luff at me.. then turn away wors.. then i go find medic nasrul, he also dnt believe me. wth. y? coz i luff n cry..lols.. yea.. then nasrul  erm.. taped my thumb? sure.. he wanted bandage, but i tot nah, it's gonna b 'minor'.. ya..after tat the pain was unbbearable, then i go find gladys, she help me bandage. not bad lah.. but hor after tat mr ry re-bandage for me again.. tsk =x. but rite.. thanks alot lah.. gladys bandaged for me like abt 4-5times? yea.. thanks..&lt;br /&gt;okay.after tat dinner night walk, then slp? slp lorh.. okay.. we ate titbits, and slept on mattress.. thsoe sit-up mattress.. found at the back of the hall. yep.. it was abt 12+.. then i was slpnig beside keng hock.. so i told him that we take turn to look-out for the hall movements.. so i did the first shfit.. 1-2am.. okay.. i do do do, i was closing my eyes on the chair.. facing the hall.. dar came beside me and ask me go bak slp, hahas.. but ty anw.. nvm.. so i cont.. then hor.. the most surprise thing is.. i shldn't say it.. but.. its cool.. i slept on the chair, my head nodding downwards n downwards, until a point of time when i woke up, i found a hole in my mouth.. yea!.. cool~.. it was abt 1.45? yea.. then i walk around c c look look..until 2.30.. i didn;t wake keng hock up bcoz i wanted him toslp.. yea.. so i take away the chairs, and i slept on the stage floor.. y?.. because.. mr justin tan took my place on the mattress by opening up his arms n legs to takeover my place.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;so i slept from 2.30-3.45 woke up, slp till 4.20..then i went down to join nasrul, jiayi they all below.. they didn't slp at all for the whole nite! hehes.. too bad for being a main com members.. yep..&lt;br /&gt;then i also half aslp.. dnt know wat they toking.., kinda funny yet slpy. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then morning.. do cip.. stupid shit.. starts at 9.45, finished at 10.30.. campers went bak school.. but the camp com. members need to take care of the collected stuffs.. yea.. sure.. we waited for a fucking 1 n a half hour for the truck to come.. waste lotsa energy on moving the stuffs .. tired.. then go bak.. at abt 1.40? lols.. do some debrief.. and the debrief.. gawsh.. imba kay.. ppl were asked to write comments abt the camp what they like n dislike..&lt;br /&gt;okay lah. no offence.. but hor..&lt;br /&gt;the fucking spell my name wrongly lorh.. ffs.. my name is Wei Siang!!! not Wei Xiang or Wei Xing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lols.. say i fierce or strict or hate me i dnt mind one lorh. but hor my name also spell wrongly leh.. i want cry.. almsot everyone kay.. haish.. or maybe they are not referring to me.. hehes.. kk.. group photo.. yangjing n justin disappear bcoz of some meeting,shld have just pulled them bak.. haish =(&lt;br /&gt;okay.. the camp ended..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. this yr's psl are alot..  58 or ++?.. omg lorh.. last yr onli 40+?. or 30+.. eww..  so bias.. then the camp com so big also.. lols.. okay..&lt;br /&gt;the psl.. im glad tat all thsoe in my group during psl course last yr became a psl.. yea.. im v glad everyone of them became one.. except one person.. yep.. but anw.. congrats on being n psl, and ty for ur hardwork in this camp..  gd job done psls.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[do i looks like im toking to myself? i hope not...]&lt;br /&gt;yea. okay.. this camp was.. v....&lt;br /&gt;not so fun but not so bad.. its not to the bad side, neither is it to the gd side.. but the most impt thing.. everyone have fun!!.. yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw.. i want to comment on smth, the sec 1s this yr are too well-pampered by their parents! gawsh&lt;br /&gt;and tat makes we, sec4s, to clean up the mess for them like their... 'dogs'...esp gladys. gg toilets after toilets to ensure they are clean, and she have to clean it up herself when she could juz asked the sec1s to do it.. haish.. nowadays kids are too pampered, n parents are too 'kind'..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-6897793509000385763?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/6897793509000385763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=6897793509000385763&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/6897793509000385763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/6897793509000385763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2008/01/hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-4950202439991309983</id><published>2007-12-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T23:09:29.041+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp'07</title><content type='html'>woo~&lt;br /&gt;camp rocks! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp juz rocks, but its overly tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best camp activity: Campfire&lt;br /&gt;Best campfire performance: Group 2--Turkish drills &amp;amp; dance~&lt;br /&gt;Best Group: Group 2, Turkish&lt;br /&gt;Facil: Yang Jing, Shirin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1&lt;br /&gt;Attendance was shit. The manpower is just too.. unacceptable, utter disappointment. especially by the attendance of the current sec2'07/sec3'08. yea.&lt;br /&gt;did the checking in,was a simple one. and some introductory. and ice breakers!&lt;br /&gt;ice breakers--curly,larry,mole/blanket/double whacko.&lt;br /&gt;curly larry &amp;amp; mole.. hahas, i m the facil  for grp 1!! and i play wif them dodgeball! dodgeball instead of curly larry n mole! lols.. and all onli know how to aim me.. grr. hahas.. blanket game, rather boring and double whacko there wasn't enuff time. and then it was obstacle challenge! .. obstacle? nah.. juz some simple race.. balloons popping, turn over a new leaf, flour,  and water balloon! hahas.. flour.. grr.. everyone takes e flour and pour on each other.. yea.. n im the worst victim. it all started wif zhengbao! grr..  i became an old man + santa claus! total white hair + white face + dark blue shirt into half white shirt + slightly white trackpants + white pouch.., wth lols.. totally white kay! and then plus water balloon.. they burst on me! grr.. flour + water = gg!&lt;br /&gt;then i went to have my rev, but 50% of the time was failure.. yea. then lunch.. catered! shiok.. nice..&lt;br /&gt;after lunch was promo.. this sucks.. juz sucks man.. haish.. y sucks? sucks bcoz during the woc, we have to march wif turung position.. elbow joint v pain.. and rusok tat time, fingers pain.. bcoz of the new way of holding. yea..after woc, my hand de muscle cannot move, almost cramp also.. &lt;br /&gt;then come moi.. sucksucksucks.. okie.. moi.. wadeva.. muz teach the cadets. yea.. i dnt mind one lorh.. but rite, we in uniform, by rigth we shldn't b joking arnd too much.. yea, but then one of the cateria is to joke? wtf.. isn't it contradicting itself.. stupid.. yea.. then after tat almsot dead le.. tired + badly done.. yea..  then comes some games..some stupid games.. paly palyplay.. boring lorh.. dinner catered also.. yea, then animal call, then solo walk!! yea!&lt;br /&gt;*tired.. cont' in nxt post*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-4950202439991309983?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/4950202439991309983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=4950202439991309983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/4950202439991309983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/4950202439991309983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/12/camp07.html' title='Camp&apos;07'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-1136415166229085124</id><published>2007-12-25T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T21:14:37.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas everyone! =)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;of course happy new year too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes, christmas eve.. wow.. elton juz suck&lt;br /&gt;met at 11.30 at rc, after tat went to eat lunchie.. then went causeway pnt kia kia... lols.&lt;br /&gt;then walked arnd, and ffs, gg out shopping wif elton n jiahua juz sucks. they doesn't shop, they juz went to play wadeva they can lorh.. its like fuckingi rrtating. i was there trying to buy, then they are there palying, and i also dnt wanna make them wait, so no choice but to juz browse through.. chao sian lorh.. call zhabor go out wif me, all say not free &gt;&lt;.. haish..&lt;br /&gt;after tat, onli bought smth for my www. b'day cum xmas gift.&lt;br /&gt;then went to orchard, bcoz jiahua wants to invest a great amnt of money into someone... yea.. thenwe go there shop shop.. no.. i shld say walk.. juz spend our time walking and window-shopping at a super fast pace..&lt;br /&gt;okay.. aftertat arnd 5+ le.. take mrt bak to j8.. buy my own stuffs.. juz spent half of my afternoon doing nth except walking.. yea.&lt;br /&gt;did my own shopping for 15mins, coz they were like meeting at st georges at 6.30, plus im gg home to change n bathe..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then c which one nice jiu take. hahas.. snow globe.. at cwp i alreadi saw le.. but i tot can still go arnd look look, but in the end still bought it at j8.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;went hme, then i was frigging late.. 6.15 n i juz came out of my bathe room. yea.. n my mum asked me to take taxi..&lt;br /&gt;yea.a. 6.30 ya.. gd.. i will make it in time.. v gd..&lt;br /&gt;n i made it.. 6.34!.. but its okay&lt;br /&gt;that ccb think its v funny, say wat give me some private time.. chao ni ma.. waste my fuking $10 becoz i dnt wanna b late, and he juz give me tat fucking excuse, and wadsmore, he was still at hme when i reached, and his travel time will take arnd 30-40mins?? gosh.. could have save my $9.50. im not working ffs, its my parents' $$$.. if its tat funny.. then so b it.&lt;br /&gt;chao pissed.. n they arrived at 7.20 like tat.. then go vivo.. meet benson,gilbert n lishi~. n to other guys..&lt;br /&gt;ate kfc, and walk  from vivo to orchard.. set off at arnd 10.20, reach at abt 11.50.. tyco for the 'coiuntdown'..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. walked arnd, pl spray spray, then try to siam from them.. but at least the atmosphere is there.. hahas.. gdgd le..&lt;br /&gt;then arnd 1+ we walk bak to tpy, reach arnd 3.30, rot at mac till 5+, then i went to lishi hse play one game of dota..&lt;br /&gt;and he slept beside me.. lols.. =x.. so kawaii. reached hme at abt 8am, slept till 11am. woke up n play comp~. tired..&lt;br /&gt;after tat.. at 5pm i slept till 7pm.. too tired.. &gt;&lt;.. play too much.. yea..&lt;br /&gt;then camp coming.. haish.. too sian liaos.. soimehow dnt feel like gg for camp.. i guess it will b so dam successful.. lols...&lt;br /&gt;and i realli pity my grandma.. haish.. (gawsh, so random.. but it was a sudden thought.. =( )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-1136415166229085124?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/1136415166229085124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=1136415166229085124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/1136415166229085124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/1136415166229085124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-everyone-of-course.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-7929891435556499753</id><published>2007-12-15T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T15:01:43.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im bored, im dead bored.&lt;br /&gt;soo boring.. sian, life's gonna b tough for the nxt few weeks!..&lt;br /&gt;haish.. nxt week, monday - friday all not free. .woots..!&lt;br /&gt;plus my hw haven done.. wahahas.. left tys~~.. tys! zz. bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-7929891435556499753?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/7929891435556499753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=7929891435556499753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7929891435556499753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7929891435556499753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-bored-im-dead-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-5378648076897734034</id><published>2007-11-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T23:17:55.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those who spent their time in buying those stuffs for the chalet.. i appreciate ur time n money invested.arigato&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes, chalet? still okie bah&lt;br /&gt;it was a 2d1n. hmm, y not 3d2n? tsk, but 3d2n nth to do.. still i prefer 3d2n. or rather 10d9n (china~)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahas. the chalet, bo da ji zo, realli cannot tink of anithing to do..&lt;br /&gt;reach there at 4+? i think.. hahas.. then nasrul, jag, n vinoth arrive. the arrival of the 'black shadow clan' (hei she hui).. jk~&lt;br /&gt;then me n nas was discussing abt asking most of them to rent a bike, but then they juz didn't wnat to-.-. gaooo!&lt;br /&gt;(gaoooo = grrr in a cute way)&lt;br /&gt;No choice, nas n me rented a suspension each. $20!. coz they said mountain bikes were all booked. wth -.- then around 7 plus we passed by, and we saw there are tons of them parking in the shop.. waste of $5&lt;br /&gt;we had bbq at around 5+! n wtf, our fire started at 6+!!.. woots~ and we asked some other adults to help us. cool eh.. y? coz our charcoal sucks.. it wnt get heated neither does it burnt. while the charcoa we borrowed lighted juz as it touches fire. we were liek woah, our charcoal were cheapskate yet expensive!&lt;br /&gt;then bbq! ms chang boguth 1kg or chicken, 1/2kg of prawns, stingrays, corns, potatoes, marshmallow and 'coldogs' w 'crap' meats. (they prepared it themselves, and their own $$$ too.. v touched n honoured)&lt;br /&gt;annd wooo.. brandon rocks. he is the entertainer for that bbq!! he became wadeva Magician Chan!! cards!. and everyone got obssessed wif it for that nite... err.. which means left a few to bbq, while they get the food n eat! and play! (tsk.. they rather starve then to cook themselves.. but of coz they did cooked for themselves ^^... only a few sticks nia tho) but then if he hadn't entertain, it wld b real bored.. =x. tsk&lt;br /&gt;ened around 10+, then sian ji pua. brandon n yang jing asked me to go paly arcade wif them, but then c the floor and the surrouding so dirty. so reject lorh, then the others also lazy to go wif them, so they ended up in the chalet too..~ hahas. gomen nasai!&lt;br /&gt;then yj that smartass.. he read my mind. right after everyone said no, he helped me wif the clearing of stuffs... man..  he rocks..&lt;br /&gt;after clearing, i was abt to agree to go arcade wif them de, but suddenly they changed their mind le~coz its abt 11.. then rot in the chalet. play cards.! and poor yj, i pangseh him =(.. we play mahjong cards, but he doesn't know how to.. oh man, then he's alone.. gomen nasai!! and he was bak wif brandon's psp in his hands. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we palyed til abt 12+, and time for supper! macdonalds.. wtf, yj,bra n my lunch was mac! and supper was mac again.. omgosh.. zz. grr. we ate. and went to check the arcade. it was closed~ woots.. there was yj,bra, junyong n me... so we gossiped and walked bak.&lt;br /&gt;it was around 1+ when we got back. i saw dar playing cards~.. so i joined them. the bike was gone atm, or rather i didn't ride the bike till midnight. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we palyed cheat, and we almost slept, coz it was too boring n long. then nas came bak. i think.. then i asked him to ride wif me! (oh ya.. i rmb riding wif yangjing.. but i forgot wat time was tat).&lt;br /&gt;then we toked crap while we rode. from one end to the other. then back to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;i cont'd wif the card game. till 3+&lt;br /&gt;i asked nasrul to ride wif me again!lols. we rode to white sand. i went seven eleven n bought my 100plus + sweet. we rode back. and i cont'd wif one game of cards! lols.. pathetic..&lt;br /&gt;then liyi n gladys asked me n nasrul whether we wld like to go to the playground, opposite of white sands. since theres nth to do, we went. n we walked while they ride.. (girls are big bad bullies!!! Gaoo.. !!)&lt;br /&gt;we walked to the first traffic light, and i remebered i forgot to bring my 100plus out! since im so thirsty, i took over the bike, and went bak wif gladys to get her.. milo..&lt;br /&gt;we reached, n i looked for her milo? wat milo? nth wors.. then dar said i look so anxious like smth happened like tat.~. hahas, i also dnt know y, but i searhed high n low lol.. then they luffed at me =(, while i was abt to leave the chalet, that bra pester to go along iwf me, then yj appeared and bra asked him to follow. but we got 2 bikes onli.. zz but anw we went to the playground..&lt;br /&gt;and dam it.. ppl say i no 'an quan gan'.. wah seh.. so saddening sia! hahas.. no lah, its actually i bu hao yi shi.. ltr i kena whack!. i haven buy bao xian yet!.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;play the see-saw.. and the girls bully me!!!!!! lucky got my DEAR nasrul there to help me! heh heh..&lt;br /&gt;then yangjing lian kung fu in the playground. got the stand thingy. then he turn turn turn, like those lion dance stepping on those long poles w foot support.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;went bak, n was abt 4+. card games !! weee. cont'd. i forgot wat we palyed.. but i rmbered they were playing cheat when we reached the chalet. they were pairing, andi  joined.. the paly 2 person can tag team, which means one person pout fake, then the other faswter cover up wihout letting the person to tab n shout cheat..so me n dar play.. as u know. me n dar sucks.. so i placed my whole deck of cards in the middle, and dar cover for me.. and we won!.. yea~.. hahas.. tats cheating.. bad bad.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;then we played the police n detective.. wah sian.. play until want slp.. then after that me n dar dar go ride bike!. around 5+ .. shld b.. we went to the red house, passed by, and go further down the road.. passed the think black forest and the condominiums.. eeriee~ n dar dar said he likes the nature sounds when we were u-turning at the end of the road. we saw the morning dews on the plants by the side. dar tried tking a picutre, but failure! noob1. haas.. pitch black on his phone!. then we went bak red house, dar took picture again!.. PITCH BLACK!! NOOB.. HAHAS! then we went down the other road.. btw.. i was a T-junction. we cont'd down till a turn.. dar said this place is so peaceful, but then too scary to go home alone at nite. hahas.. then we stopped at the turn-road wif a convex mirror for drivers. he stopped, and enjoyed the nature. he wanted to venture forward, but i said no. then we rested for like 5mins. while he listened to the nature.. and guessed wat.. after 4mins, i was like urging him to go bak.. gomen nasai. not tat i wanted to go bak.. but its that.. i heard footsteps behind me on the bike, and its coming nearer n nearer.. i can hear the road tars or rather those granite on the road rolling towards my back.. and i looked into the mirror there was nth. gee.. i know u wnated to enjoy more..&lt;br /&gt;we went back. and dar was urgent! so he used the toilet. and gladys wanted to ride wif me.. then i asked dar to come along. hh heard and went along.. he fetched gladys, while i tried to fetch dar, we failed, n vice versa!.. oh man.. guys realli can't fetch eeach other~. hahas..then i rode first, dar ran.. he said he wnated to have our romantic time at the beach.. so we went.. n damit. the sun alreadi rose~. hahas! i wrote 'DAR SUCKS'' V!~&lt;br /&gt;(V = *twist*, the shape of the twist..)&lt;br /&gt;then the2 couples went on the bike from one end to the other. wtf, leaving me n dar's romantic time alone.. gay-ing on the beach..  we walked bak from the beach to the bicycle track, and guess wat.. for fuck sake, there was a pool of mud infront of us and we didn;'t know, we stepped into it!.. ahhh. my shoe.. while his sandals=hh sandals, so he didn't care.. lols. went ot the toielt and washed, while the 2 went passed us having their own swt time!.. aww..our romantic time has became the muddy time!.. =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-5378648076897734034?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/5378648076897734034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=5378648076897734034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5378648076897734034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5378648076897734034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/11/thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-7432116852793689872</id><published>2007-11-01T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T19:19:51.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its the thought that ppl give prezzie&lt;br /&gt;its the mindset that ppl appreciate&lt;br /&gt;its ur heart that tells you how you feel&lt;br /&gt;its ur brain that tells your interpretation&lt;br /&gt; bullshit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why ppl cry uh? sad? angry? happy?&lt;br /&gt;why do ppl differ uh?&lt;br /&gt;why aren't ppl perfect?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's bcoz your a human. everyone's a human.&lt;br /&gt;we have feelings for fuk sake. we do cry, we do get angry, we do get happy, we do get hurt easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. im sori for the past few days to some ppl, realli got a bad mood bcoz of the worrying for olvls.. then i abit siao.. yep..&lt;br /&gt;anw.. do i have communication problems??? do i do i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i do. i knew it since i was p6. when i was younger, my communication was minimal. bcoz i dnt tok. in class, onli during reccess. y? guai mah.. tats y i have communication prob till now lah. can't help it wat. the most i change lorh, but where got so ez sia. dog also cannot cahnge its diet tat easily, &lt;gou&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and one more one more.. do parents realli know as very very very well?????&lt;br /&gt;nah, i dnt tink so. they nag, they scold but for our sake. but do they actually know wat are they scolding? scolding and nagging doesn't make a difference, and it does not realli hurts. but wat hurts is toking in a calm town, and being sarcastic, and hurting you with simple words. for example, 'some screws dropped from ur brain?'&lt;br /&gt;of coz, when said by frenz its nothing, ans them will be ez.. "so, you care?".. but for parents to say that to their child, how wld they feel. Alot of child felt that their parents do not concern them, bcoz of their simple words with actually no intention, but juz got interprete wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;but anw, sadness is just some yin sensation rising into ur heart, making it chill and shivers, before transmitting to ur brain.. oh man. tat sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. bullshit post anw.. my long-lost dew found on my keyboard, infront of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-7432116852793689872?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/7432116852793689872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=7432116852793689872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7432116852793689872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7432116852793689872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-thought-that-ppl-give-prezzie-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-2951991588654285546</id><published>2007-10-20T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-20T14:22:49.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLs</title><content type='html'>TO: All PSLs reading this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSL-- Peer Support Leaders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the role of psl? its pretty obvious tat u're a peer of the class u gg to take, and to support their emotions, school life, and of coz solve their problems. IF you can't even have that kind of mind-set in you, how do u expect that you can even support those innocence sec 1s&lt;br /&gt;Your heart, your mind, is magnificent. sometimes u cannot even control your emotions, but u can control the emotions gg into ur mind and heart. which means, do open ur heart, and allow good things to flow in, and nvr flow out, but allow bad things to flow in AND flow OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We as humans, muz being open-hearted. We must let go of our hatreds, our anger, to achieve a happy life. Don't you tink they are just tons of weights uppon ur shoulder, they juz makes you feel gloomy and affects your everyday actions,thinkings,mindset, and esp those arnd u! why not, let those mishaps, saddening stuffs, hatreds leave, and look upon the other side of life, and think how you shld make use of it. ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, lfie sucks, but it depends on how u c i. for me, life sucks of coz, but i do c in an optimistic way. ohwell, im actually contradicting wif myself...-.-..i c everything as a thing for me to feel upon. be it sad or happy. If you dnt get such a 'feeling' experience, hten u will nvr learn from it, and nvr improve ur own emotions, and how to control ur emotions.although, i myself is very impulsive, but before i even shout or do smth, i always think through my mind, why and what n how does this situation actually angered me. But there's one thing for sure, tat im easily influence by others talking. If someone is to say smth bad about another person, it will definitely give me a bad impression on him/her, only until i get to know him/her. This obviously causes misunderstandings too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, comnig to the PSL course on 11 &amp;amp; 12 oct. I did did a v saddening thing, bcoz i actually let my fury overtook me w/o actually knowing the truth. yes, im v sorry abt that. But i actually dnt understand myself tho.. how? v simple. during the lunch, i sat wif my grp, and i didn't saw ken. i know smth was wrong. i ate, and after 15mins, he came and sat beside me. i asked, "where have you been?"&lt;br /&gt;he replied,"hall lorh.."&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't asked animore questions, i smiled and carried on eating my lunch. i seriously, and honestly doesn't know that he had skipped his lunch, i tot he went to sit wif hsi friends and i closed one eye. then i tot it was okay. Until, i gather wif my PSTs, then they told me that a few ppl didn't attend lunch. they asked me to ASK. as u know, skipping lunch is not an offence, but not attending is a serious one. obviously, the ASK became a DEMAND. and demand=shout of coz, can't help it. and actually before that, i said.."aiyah, nvm one lah", tat sentence was done before they asked me to ASK. which means, some misunderstandings took place. so of coz, frankly, i hestitated from shouting, bcoz im not the one who spot the 'unattending' psls, and the 'missing' of psls as well. they asked me to ASK bcoz they said i got a loud voice. no choice i guess, then i ask lorh.. so therefore, this situation has actually got NOTHING to do wif me, until they asked me to ASK.. i do hope this does resolve the misunderstanding between we PSTs and PSLs who were scolded. and for fuck sake, i knew nth of it actually. =x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. kinda bullshit post tho.. realli lah, bullshit is actually quite gd tho. bullshit turn into cowshit then can recycle and go under treatment become newater! woots&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-2951991588654285546?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/2951991588654285546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=2951991588654285546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2951991588654285546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2951991588654285546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/10/psls.html' title='PSLs'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-8835201528922721868</id><published>2007-10-12T10:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T10:51:08.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahaas. yea! 4 periods of comp lab lesson!.. free time !! =DD&lt;br /&gt;hahas, had psl 2 day 'camp' ytd, and the day before.&lt;br /&gt;woots, its v fun to actually guide those sec 2s, even tho i must say that im only one yr older, but they looks realli innocent =D.&lt;br /&gt;the first day was short of the getting-to-know-each-other day lah.. ice breakers all those sian sian one. actually before that, we were choosing our grps. or rather 'picking' in a lottery manner. at first i chose grp 4, then i tot nah, it mite b boring. so i have ani try, and again its grp 4!. omg, i think tats my fate uh. lols!, no choice but to take of coz.. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;so..&lt;br /&gt;Group 4: Wei Siang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) May (june and july too!)&lt;br /&gt;2) Prisciellia&lt;br /&gt;3) Nicole (highway)&lt;br /&gt;4) Melissa (Cat!)&lt;br /&gt;5) Anna&lt;br /&gt;6) Jaslyn&lt;br /&gt;7) Ken (Mr can food)&lt;br /&gt;8) James (007)&lt;br /&gt;9)Ho wei fong (didn't come the 2nd day, and she doesn't have any expressions.. tsk=x )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yep. tats all. 2 guys, and 7 girls.. i think there isn't ani otheer grp wif so mani girls.. tsk ..&lt;br /&gt;The first day was pretty bored. But we realli have fun tho! esp the 'stepping game'. the pair have to lift both thier right legs and try to knock off other pairs.&lt;br /&gt;yea.. pretty lame, my lessons gg to end. cont nxt time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-8835201528922721868?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/8835201528922721868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=8835201528922721868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/8835201528922721868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/8835201528922721868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/10/hahaas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-2993690311002178629</id><published>2007-09-22T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T16:13:46.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Exams</title><content type='html'>Exams are coming. oh man, ****,***&lt;br /&gt;hahas, nah exams are fun.&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is a country where it is democratic and equality. i guess tat also implies tat 'forcing someone' is considered 'illegal' rite? yea..&lt;br /&gt;i agree, but guess wat, we are all stupid ppl and we have no guts to stand for wat we think. Exams, aren't they juz &lt;strong&gt;forcing&lt;/strong&gt; us to revise things tat we have learnt? Isn't it juz another way of indirect forcing? yea.. we have no guts.&lt;br /&gt;Only those who ahve dropped out of school are the one wif guts. y? some, may juz b hiding somewhere in the dark streets enlightening himself wif greater knowledge. but of coz some....ya..u know.hahas.. These people are actually the one who are 'smart' in a way. (of course, most of the are actually the dumbest.. opps=x, no offense).&lt;br /&gt;Exams, they are juz some pieces of paper trying to dig out everything u have in mind. why? juz to brighten ur future. But why our future is like this? tats bcoz we the humans who are so selfish that we wanna have all the priveleges to ourselves that we can even harm the Earth and living animals who our own sake! Ytd i have geog lessons, my teacher who loves geography and the Earth so much that she has been saying why we selfish humans are doing such tings to earth, chopping down the trees,clearing forests for our comfort. Yeah, u may think she's juz saying crap and not doing it herself. But it is everyone's responsible to at least think abt it, think abt what we do everyday tat affects the environment and our daily lives. Do we like to live in an uncomfortable space where cockroaches crawl all over ur bodies, ants biting u. Obviously no! but what abt other animals that we have done this to them.. (opps=x, it seems im venting on the blog, even tho im not angry.. tsk)&lt;br /&gt;yea.. i juz think humans are juz so selfish, how i wish to change the Earth, but what can 1 person do? so i juz live on wif it.&lt;br /&gt;man.. this is wat ppl usually thinks, but of course i think this way too. bcoz im juz tiny lil person who can't do anithing big. i juz wish those ppl who have the rights actually have some common sense in them and do the right things @_@&lt;br /&gt;humans, are juz another animal. we shouldn't b so selfish, instead we muz share our comfort wif other animals. Therefore, do not harm the other animals =DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-2993690311002178629?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/2993690311002178629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=2993690311002178629&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2993690311002178629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2993690311002178629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/exams.html' title='Exams'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-7345152289683704390</id><published>2007-09-19T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T22:10:18.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols~&lt;br /&gt;nah, feeling v bored nowadays. i got no mood to mug at all.. hahas, lazy bah&lt;br /&gt;then my memory also lan diao alreadi. all my formulas all forgotthen.. hahas also no mood to write anithing&lt;br /&gt;sian lah, hw piling liaos, c how first bah~, wait till exams finish @_@&lt;br /&gt;(piling=accumulating after several days=nvr do finish hw[coz dateline not due yet=)] )&lt;br /&gt;hahaas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-7345152289683704390?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/7345152289683704390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=7345152289683704390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7345152289683704390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7345152289683704390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/lols-nah-feeling-v-bored-nowadays.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-888469851462006539</id><published>2007-09-16T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T22:23:09.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Appreciation</title><content type='html'>Appreciation.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling, is actually what we human always abuse it, and regret we didn't realli use our chance to enjoy it fully, or make use of it fully.&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i &lt;strong&gt;regret&lt;/strong&gt; why haven't i enjoy that moment as much as possible&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i &lt;strong&gt;missed&lt;/strong&gt; the v day where i enjoyed myself v much&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i &lt;strong&gt;wished&lt;/strong&gt; to go back to time and change the past&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i &lt;strong&gt;hoped&lt;/strong&gt; things could have been done correctly&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i'm &lt;strong&gt;grateful&lt;/strong&gt; to what i have been given&lt;br /&gt;There have been times, where i &lt;em&gt;did not feel&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;thankful&lt;/strong&gt; for what i have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are what appreciation comes about. There may be good, here may be bad. But usually ppl use it or felt it in the 'negative' ways. Regret, missed, wished, hoped, these are the few examples what ppl felt when they enjoyed themselves v much during this moment and wished to enter the time machine, and also these are times where they felt they could have done to change their life now.&lt;br /&gt;I felt this way alot of times. For example, going for OBS, i really missed the time we spent as a group over there, singing the songs, doing the work tgt, sweating tgt, encouraging each other, slping tgt, bathing tgt, toknig to one another as well!&lt;br /&gt;And also i regretted and wished to amend my doings back then 1 yr ago. But then, i didn't realli felt too regretful either. Bcoz, i felt tat i did the right thing in telling the truth, its no point if one keeps a secret from each other when you felt that he/she is &lt;strong&gt;trustable.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also experienced ppl who doesn't know how to appreciate the things given to them. for example, ytd, my friend actually spent $3.60 on 2 1.5l bottle for everyone to drink--about 59 ppl. U may think its not enuff, but, most of them didn't want to drink, nvm.. but they actually played wif the drink. how? pouring away the water, wasting resource is one thing, but another, he/she doesn't knows how to appreciate one's thought. ppl have been saying, 'its the thoughts tat counts', yea, but when we were given that, we did not c it that directly tho. Whereas in other occasions, when you felt he/she deserved to give at laest the 'thoughts' to you, onli then u realised it. its juz tat, human doesn't know when to appreciate, or how to appreciate things given to them, until they learnt a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;how? looking at those ppl in india, africa, (no offense), they are v poor, they cannot even afford ani food n drink, and yet we are wasting here. Its indeed irritating to hear everyone saying this. but its the truth, we can't hide away from it! I realli wished that everyone appreciates what is given to them, and what they have now. I may not be a perfect 'appreciating' person, but at least i know how to appreciate others, the things i have, whateva im doing or living now.&lt;br /&gt;Appreciation, is one of the most scariest weapons, it may spark off a fire too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But appreciation, u cannot leave without it. Once without it, you are all alone and bored. y? no appreciation--&gt;disrespects to others--&gt;others keep a distance from you--&gt;lonely--&gt;bored--&gt;no life--&gt;might as well die!&lt;br /&gt;Its juz chain, everything we have in life, are all inter-chains. Even we have to live without luxuries, i still thinks tat appreciation still occurs, and a need to be present in this world of ours.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, i really hope whoever/passerbys to realli appreciate ALL the things u have now, especially your family, your friends, your desk, your toilets, and even toilet paper! realli realli juz spend a couple of minutes, think of it, think what you have done, there is still time to correct or amend it if u have the determination. believe me, n believe in yourself, you can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-888469851462006539?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/888469851462006539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=888469851462006539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/888469851462006539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/888469851462006539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/appreciation.html' title='Appreciation'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-662825591638949004</id><published>2007-09-14T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T21:24:59.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man, i have forgotten wat topic i wanna wrote on.. argh. im juz being stm-ed this few days.&lt;br /&gt;stm--short-termed memory&lt;br /&gt;this week was an unlucky week for me. Tuesday i forgot to bring 3 textbooks to sch, thurs, i forgot bring hw to sch, and wadeva i had in mind juz disappear in every subsequent event during these days, and todae, forget to bring hw again! and almost forgot to pass down a reminder to my friends.. zz&lt;br /&gt;stm, ppl usually relates it to someone who is overly stressed, thus forgetting things. (Thats my opinion..)&lt;br /&gt;but the irony is, im not even stress at all. perhaps im juz thinking abt my exams, and i haven started revising yet.. (opps =x)&lt;br /&gt;stm, is also known for ppl wif over-piling things to do, 'big boss'. Afterall, i have been v stress before, but not to an extend tat i felt im a failure? yes, ppl was joking arnd me pulling my hair off my head when im stress. I dnt know, i juz felt my head itchy when im thinking v hard. And the cause of the joking incident was an &lt;em&gt;accidental&lt;/em&gt; pull of my hair, tat a handful was 'plucked' out.&lt;br /&gt;you know, ppl have been saying tat when u r stress, ur hair will drop or turn white. I then visualise the process, stress juice secrets from ur brain. diffuse thru ur skull, then moves up ur hair from the root hair. then slowly destroy ur hair colour pigments, decolourising them, turning them to white. and the it corrodes the roots of the hair, allowing it to b plucked off easily or fall off eventually. hahas..(yeah.. im bored..)&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. im v bored.. sighs..&lt;br /&gt;perhaps boredom --&gt; stm..!!&lt;br /&gt;hahs, so true.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-662825591638949004?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/662825591638949004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=662825591638949004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/662825591638949004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/662825591638949004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-man-i-have-forgotten-wat-topic-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-7840460541601145661</id><published>2007-09-12T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:52:24.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friends</title><content type='html'>friends?&lt;br /&gt;some are fucking bullshit, but some are juz too good and close to you.&lt;br /&gt;as i know, none of my friends will be reading this blog, so, im free to say wadeva i want.&lt;br /&gt;i dnt know how to start it, but i have a gd frenz, from sec 1 till now. his attitude, character was much much more acceptable than now. thats because, all his actions, and his foul mouth are juz a piece of shit now for wat i can say.&lt;br /&gt;he, was a guy who WAS respected by me during my past 2 years, his attitude was of average, but juz tat a lil too dependant on ppl. he always wants others to accompany him, but he doesn't likes to accompany others in return.. wat a selfish guy..but every person has their flaws, so i closed an eye. he was a person full of humour, but nvr use the jokes to criticize others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now i juz couldn't think of animore gd points of him, coz now he sucks..&lt;br /&gt;in this sec 3 life, he turned into an inhorrigible bastard. he doesn't care abt others, he onli care abt himself--his joy, his freedom, his time, his wadeva sht.. he shows no respect to others, neither to his friends, and i guess not to himself either. he is no difference from a speaking and disrespectful devil. oh well, devil is much better than him.. at least devil has 2 horns which made it looks much more handsome.. He too shed his responsibility, and depends on others to do it for him.. a boss? bullshit, juz a tiny lil ant who is easily crushed to death. he onli dare other ppl to do things, but he himself, doesn't have the guts, to do wadeva he was told to.&lt;br /&gt;enuff of bullshtting, coming to the real point, he possessed such bad attitude n charac, and now he is beginning to irritates me more n more. i asked him to do smth, he fucking give me bak nth. and he thinks tat the problems lies wif others and not him, and he started hating others before we even hate him. i dnt know what the hell is he thinking abt, he is juz so inhuman? pushing the blame bak to us, when he himself dnt give a fucking care.. and worse still, he is complaining ALOT..  haish, my tolerance has juz met its limit, one day.. juz one day.. i will.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, i know i shldn't be venting my anger on my post, which reflects badly on me =D, but who cares, no one's reading this blog ^^&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. i juz felt a slight tremor juz now, earthquake? lols.. alot muz have felt it,..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, coming to gd frenz, those that are golden to u..&lt;br /&gt;I had 2 frenz in pri sch since pri 1.. till now, i can rmb how we passed our pri sch life, our boring life.. hahas.. but the time we spent tgt, gave me a special memory, special to me.. only. only ur gd frenz will give you such 'special' things in life. and is ONLY dedicated to you, and kept by you.. gd frenz, i doesn't need to go into details, coz i bet everyone has his/her gd frenz.. if you doesn't have, then, observe your surroudings, accept more ppl, and smile more&lt;br /&gt;(Don't b like me, 'an xiao', 'am chiuo', luff secretly, is wat ppl always says abt me)&lt;br /&gt;hahas, have an everlasting smile, but then i juz couldn't do tat though.. =( zz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, and the 3 party shall be the BGR or you life partner. they are still your frenz, no matter wat u think, until u ehem... yea.. marry but not divorce..&lt;br /&gt;(i have no exp on tat, so isn't a need for me to say abt this =D. see, im such a gd boy...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, do look out for them, and don't miss out your chance.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, do correct their mistakes if they are wrong, and give them chances.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, ensure that you are mixed with those who you are able to communicate well with, it doesn't apply to bad companies (because bad companies do have their good points too).&lt;br /&gt;Friends, are the most important life-form on Earth for you.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, you need them the most.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, be a friend of others, and do keep them as close to you as possible.&lt;br /&gt;Friends, do not miss them out.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;Friends, is your life..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-7840460541601145661?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/7840460541601145661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=7840460541601145661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7840460541601145661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7840460541601145661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/friends.html' title='friends'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-1933338323050075804</id><published>2007-09-11T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T22:46:33.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T V W X Y Z&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woots, i failed my abc!! my friend and i were toking abt some questions during lesson time,,, (opps =x), and this was what i found most interesting. It looks pretty normal, nth wrong, but its v obvious. I think this question shld b v common, but then, maybe im juz a frog in the well to know it now? hahas..&lt;br /&gt;my friends got alot of questions under their sleeves also, but i got none? unless u want those lame lame lame, until u can shiver and no one understands it. =D..&lt;br /&gt;and one of my pervertic friend cr8ed this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b l o C u s e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its cool, hahas. want the ans, nah, i wnt post..&lt;br /&gt;and one last one which i remembered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      A&lt;br /&gt;                  C  b&lt;br /&gt;                T    e&lt;br /&gt;              O      s&lt;br /&gt;           R         t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what is this? Best _______ Actor.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;I guess friends make our lives fruitful and enjoyable, pay close to ur surrounding friends, they the roots of ur life, do not lose them... no matter what..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-1933338323050075804?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/1933338323050075804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=1933338323050075804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/1933338323050075804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/1933338323050075804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/b-c-d-e-f-g-h-i-j-k-l-m-n-o-p-q-r-s-t-v.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-2063065945032832455</id><published>2007-09-10T18:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T18:56:42.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bored again? yea.. maybe..&lt;br /&gt;its pretty cool to blog and talk to myself.. esp when no one is reading =D&lt;br /&gt;i can say wadeva i want, and no one cares.. hehes, unless 'passer-bys'...&lt;br /&gt;yea, lately the trend of slashing oneself has gone. woots, even though there may still be ppl doing so, but it isn't as popular as it was awhile ago.&lt;br /&gt;rumours being spread around saying who n who is acting emo, slashing his/her own wrist, and being a bold donator..&lt;br /&gt;Are ppl getting crazy? or what i said tat life sucks.. nah.. life doesn't suck, is thsoe who doesn't know how to look upon life sucks. Life, is for that particular person, with tat particular mind to live. I have been wondering, why m i given this mind, this body.. i tried imaginating being in other ppl's view, or rather try to be that person, possessing that person's brain and look at the world.. Its pretty hard unless u know that person v well..&lt;br /&gt;it may be childish, but i found it v amazing that when u stand in others' view, u look upon urself as another person. You are not who you are, but yet you are looking at who you are. I also tried thinking in others' persperctive points of view during the 'possession'. ppl may think tat im a withch? ghost? or wadeva spirit possesser, but it realli is cool. you can attain knowledge you doesn't know, but the again, do not do it too often as youth's visual imagination may leads to harmful effects as well =D for example..you know i know ya... hahas&lt;br /&gt;besides 'possessing' ur frenz, u may try being an adult.. working lives, and exhaustion from work, housework... man, sometimes u find ur life rather relaxing. Of course, the life we knew now, will never be, what we call 'relaxing'..&lt;br /&gt;but so? at least i tried.. hahas. trying has no harm, unless u overdo it =D&lt;br /&gt;let me guss, 'putting yourself in other ppl's shoe', this phrase may juz arouse from our 'possession'.&lt;br /&gt;so sometimes, do try to 'put yourself in other ppl's shoe', or in a weird way, 'possession'.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-2063065945032832455?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/2063065945032832455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=2063065945032832455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2063065945032832455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/2063065945032832455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/bored-again-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-3004798514684193752</id><published>2007-09-09T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:35:58.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elton!</title><content type='html'>hmm? what should i say..&lt;br /&gt;6months has past uh, but frankly im not into blogging..but duh.. im bored.. no choice i guess?&lt;br /&gt;hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;but smth i have been pondering abt since elton asked me, what is my hobby?&lt;br /&gt;my hobby..? computer? slp &amp; eat?..&lt;br /&gt;oh nah.. i juz realised i doesn't have one.. i suddenly felt, "uh, im such a failure.."&lt;br /&gt;hobby to him is what he do when he's bored.&lt;br /&gt;but to me.. it is only some things we do everyday unknowingly? i guess im wrong.. i should start finding myself one, and the thing is.. do i have anithing to put in mind? or rather even if i have, do i have the determination to carry my hobby or juz let it rot after a few weeks? now its like cca n school work.. wow.. bz life eh..&lt;br /&gt;the competition in this world is getting 'worse' in a good way, but then brought us competitor so much stress uh..&lt;br /&gt;ppl has been saying.. "youth is one's golden period', but guess wat? the competition is dragging us further away or rather stealing our youth away.. we couldn't realli enjoy wat was meant to be, can we?i guess tats what makes ppl think life is meaningless.. onli until they look upon their correct paths, do the things they ought to be, being positive, and not get defeated so easily.. and not get too much of responsibility?&lt;br /&gt;life is short..we shld enjoy ourselves..but of coz, if we doesn't compete or takes up responsibility, how can we possibly get a taste or real life and things like those.. or rather if everyone sheds their responsibility, we wldn't be living in wat we are..&lt;br /&gt;rite.. full of craps..&lt;br /&gt;bak to hobby.. yea.. maybe i shld find myself one ASAP to get rid of my boredom.. everyday complaining abt being bored.. y not look at it myself, and try to solve it..i suddenly felt me myself v stupid.. perhaps too dependant???&lt;br /&gt;hahas. anw. sch life sucks.. cca cca cca.. their expectations getting higher n higher.. and i dnt understand, they themselve couldn't do tat at that age, y are they expecting so much from us?even if they were to go bak into time, i dnt think they are able to do what we r doing now.. bcoz they are too immature! why? tats bcoz how can they possibly ask us to adapt to a new environment so quickly, we are not those 'adapting freaks', or not those 'smart/hardowrking ppl'.. i may not have the guts to say it directly into their face.. but tats wat im thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again.. if i dnt have the guts.. i shldn't b complaining. haish.. so be it bah..let my youth goes by, realli 'enjoying' it.. yea... i love what the world has become...&lt;br /&gt;and anw.. thanks elton! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-3004798514684193752?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/3004798514684193752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=3004798514684193752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/3004798514684193752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/3004798514684193752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/09/elton.html' title='Elton!'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-931815176479047999</id><published>2007-03-25T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-25T21:19:44.862+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahahaas..&lt;br /&gt;very long nvr post le..&lt;br /&gt;ppl also ask me to post.. tsk.. =x..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. post bcoz of the camp, n for the previous mnth, nvr post coz nth n bored~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22-24 was the sec 3 camp..&lt;br /&gt;it was the most most most most most most bored camp ever~&lt;br /&gt;i nvr had such a bored camp..&lt;br /&gt;but of coz there are some fun part.. not totally bored mah.. hahas.. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw..&lt;br /&gt;first day, went to sch.. n we had our first 2 activities in sch?!.. omg??.. a camp in sch.. i feel like puking..&lt;br /&gt;first aid and shelter making.. first aid..&lt;br /&gt;quite fun lah.. ivan sitting beside me.. muahahaas..&lt;br /&gt;using the triangle bandage, we tie each other, then we try to prevent blood flow through the hand.. so we tie very hard n pull hardd..&lt;br /&gt;that ivan so bad, he want to pull at my wrist.. want me die die.. =(, but nvm.. im clever..&lt;br /&gt;then i tie his head, become priate.. hahahas.. so cute. =x&lt;br /&gt;then shelter making.. so bored~~,&lt;br /&gt;got one guy.. IAN&lt;br /&gt;fucking nb guy. think he scouts big.. act so much..&lt;br /&gt;simple knots also dnt know say wat scouts so pro, bullsht =xthen hao lian here hao lian there,. alot of ppl got fucked uip wif him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had our lunch in sch.. pathetic chicken rice packet.. nvm lah.. atually i tot quite gd le... (at first..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we made our way to the campsite.. yea..&lt;br /&gt;reach there, saw mayflower sec de sch.. wah.. sec 2 neh, quite alot of chio bu(s) =x..&lt;br /&gt;then go live in the A-hut.&lt;br /&gt;the A-hut changed alot.. so much cleaner. nicer to slp of coz~~.. hehehes&lt;br /&gt;then go for our nxt 2 activities which was the knots and lashing n topography..&lt;br /&gt;basically, knots i learnt le.. then the topography.. i dnt understand at all.. so i dnt give a dam.. =x&lt;br /&gt;hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then camp fire preparation, the girls came out wif the songs and stuffs.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then outdoor cooking. the most exciting and amazing cooking, but not disgusting.. juz amused by it..&lt;br /&gt;13~ packets of noodles inside 2 pots.. cool leh.. first time c so much maggie cooked in one pot..&lt;br /&gt;then me n junyong ewat dry ration.. take so long to cook, then we also think tat by the time everyone eat shldn't have much left.. so we eat first lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then we also shre iwf our trainer KHAI~~..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then wash wash the pots n mass tin..&lt;br /&gt;poor wee keat, wash the pot.. so i helped him..&lt;br /&gt;he use the scrub i use leaves.. but couldn't work of coz.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song session.. all know liaos.. so bored also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was nightwalk?? the most pathetic and lame form of nightwalk.. its not even night walk.. its call the animal calls is wat they changed..&lt;br /&gt;my grp was the tiger grp.. so much 'rawr'..&lt;br /&gt;roar roar roar.. roar until so pathetic until i dnt want to roar.. find it so lame.. if give me a nicer one lah, like the pig.. hahas.. jkj.=Ppp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah. debrief, shower , slp..&lt;br /&gt;bored~&lt;br /&gt;slp wif jing hao and arnold(the cutie pie)&lt;br /&gt;blah.. then morning wake up.. miracle neh.. no mosquito bites~~. coz i put repellent..(actually not of ani use, juz put for the fun of it..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning exercise.. the game call the wat 'aye.. captain.."&lt;br /&gt;lame sht.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then breakfast.. forgot wat is it.. but looks like ht yet rather tasty lah.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then preparation for the sarimbun challenge.. crap.. i no day pack.. so put everything in arnold's cum ivan's pack.. yea~~empty handed.. =x&lt;br /&gt;(to b continued. i want go comp&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-931815176479047999?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/931815176479047999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=931815176479047999&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/931815176479047999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/931815176479047999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/03/wahahaas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-5190326649402514322</id><published>2007-01-14T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T21:13:04.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dots...&lt;br /&gt;ppl ask me blog leh..&lt;br /&gt;dots..&lt;br /&gt;nvm..&lt;br /&gt;anw, also nth to write abt lah... duh..&lt;br /&gt;but ytd was cca orientation.. quite fun leh!&lt;br /&gt;those sec 1s, so innocent... so cute also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning went to set up the cca orientation room...&lt;br /&gt;chao bored, and its very plain.. -.-.. VERY..&lt;br /&gt;then everyone juz helped out, some got nth to do.. like me =)), except for building the flag staff, which i almost slipped my mind abt how to tie the knots.. me noob.. = (&lt;br /&gt;ya, blah...then walk arnd the sch, go hunt for sec 1s .. hehes&lt;br /&gt;since i am a psl.. so quite a few of them know me lorh, then i will go kajiao them... drag them into the room.. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then we also shout alot of craps, shout until no voice.. i so noob, so fast no voice.. haish. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;chasing the sec 1.. got one girl, 1e3 de, last time my class during their sec1 orientation camp..&lt;br /&gt;not bad lah.. but, charac... ehem.. yup..&lt;br /&gt;so me n jiahua, one behind her, one infront of her..&lt;br /&gt;then we chase her, from the corridors to the room, then to the foyer, then to the canteen.. hahaas.. then the other psl which was the same class as me in the camp, also trap her, drag her to their booth..&lt;br /&gt;so we snatch snatch snatch... in the end, i think she join those volleyball or stuffs de lah.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;but quite fun lah.. hehes, then after that went to mac..&lt;br /&gt;so there play onli... make a nuisance of ourselves, and saw aloit of ppl zhao geng lorh! HAHAs, BUT no chio de.. haish.. so sad!&lt;br /&gt;then went home..&lt;br /&gt;in the nite, someone sms me.. asking me 1 question..&lt;br /&gt;i hate that..&lt;br /&gt;jiahua knows tho.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;when someone dnt trust u, its no pnt returning the trust to that person.. ^^..&lt;br /&gt;anw, i also nth to writel.. if i got things to write, i will update myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DON'T FORCE ME.. I HATE THAT&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/10085407-5190326649402514322?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/5190326649402514322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=5190326649402514322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5190326649402514322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5190326649402514322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/01/dots.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-987447133225539010</id><published>2007-01-01T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:31:12.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes&lt;br /&gt;update for the fun of it anw,..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&lt;br /&gt;A MERRY CHRISTMAS!!&lt;br /&gt;=))&lt;br /&gt;the fireworks was nice..=)&lt;br /&gt;but there isn;t ani chio bu!&lt;br /&gt;have lah, but nvr c onli.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this morning went countdown..&lt;br /&gt;actually did tot of gg countdown de.. it was a bbq which rena asked justin, and he ask some of us to go down..pretty boring.. actually shld b quite FUN de.. but one guy come then spoil the mood..&lt;br /&gt;we tot we could have bbq alot of things, but bcoxz of the presence of THAT guy.. the group of us.. sec 2s.. go to one place of our own.. we didn't eat much n bbq much..&lt;br /&gt;we were hungry.. HAHAs.. but we dnt want to c that guy's face.. so we go aweay lorh..&lt;br /&gt;pathetic rite..='(&lt;br /&gt;rena's couz was there also.. 16 yr old.. janice her name i think. HAhas, she reminds me of someone.. but i couldn't rmb, jiahua also have that feeling lol! then she very cham.. always left behind.. rena walk wif her bf, then the guys one grp, then me n jiahua pair.. hahas, then the guys walk infront.. then me n jiahua walk bhind lorh.. let he couz walk infront of us..&lt;br /&gt;then we go step her slipper. -.-. so lame.. n bored until like tat..&lt;br /&gt;then go watch fireworks.. crowded.. den there dnt have the countdown thing de.. as in the whoever emcees nvr countdown.. it juz say lets give a 1 min of silence.. wat crap&lt;br /&gt;silence turn into booming.. HAHAs&lt;br /&gt;boo, then before i knew its 12am.. everyone jumping arnd liaos.. not everyone lah.. the shouts from somewhere else.. hahas.. then happy new year lroh..&lt;br /&gt;then tat jiahua say go shake ppl hands..&lt;br /&gt;otehr ppl*..&lt;br /&gt;hehes&lt;br /&gt;then we go shake lorh.. c who shake who.. but hor..&lt;br /&gt;we choose candidate de, those we c song song,, smile smile de we shake..those like gangster de we ignore lol!&lt;br /&gt;hehes, quite fun lah..&lt;br /&gt;shake ppl hands, but we nvr shake zha bor's hands... dnt dare... onli aim ang moh.. anh moh friendly mah.. HAHAs..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat go city hall mrt.. wah.. crowded.. then rena parents call.. she need go home, her couz also of coz.. sad lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then the guys also pang seh me n jiahua,.. HAHAs&lt;br /&gt;then we 2 go east coast&lt;br /&gt;WATCH 'sunrise'...&lt;br /&gt;hahas, reach there, take taxi.. jiahua leg injured. in the taxi keep complaining.. hahahas.. groaning..zz&lt;br /&gt;then reach there.. go 7 eleven.. buy 2 packets of potato chips, and a 1.5l bottle.. then we go to the rock cliff.. there sit..&lt;br /&gt;so mani COUPLES there lorh.. kaos.. then we 2 jealous.. we 2 gay partners go there.. hahas..lame sht lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then got a few drops of rain, jiahua took out his umbrella and put on the ground, creating a shelter for our heads, as we lie on the rock..&lt;br /&gt;but hor, the rock cliff got cockroach! and small crabs!! omg&gt;&lt;.. scary.. dnt dare lie flat.. but then ltr slowly slowly lie lol..&lt;br /&gt;ya .. then in the end no sunrise.. dots rite.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;then chao tired, but i gtg anw. so end it like this. ps =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-987447133225539010?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/987447133225539010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=987447133225539010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/987447133225539010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/987447133225539010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2007/01/hehes-update-for-fun-of-it-anw.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-7665951267629572347</id><published>2006-12-25T09:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T09:33:12.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahahas..&lt;br /&gt;blog just to wish everyone..&lt;br /&gt;MERRY XMAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and.. i want to add...&lt;br /&gt;countdown sucks!!! hhahas&lt;br /&gt;but staying up whole nite is fun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-7665951267629572347?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/7665951267629572347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=7665951267629572347&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7665951267629572347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/7665951267629572347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/12/ahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-5914436488156154200</id><published>2006-11-27T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:13:39.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahs..&lt;br /&gt;liyi dnt ask me update lah.. hahas, i update whenever i want. .hehehes..&lt;br /&gt;i also nth to update lorh.. duh.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. sat went out wif couz, bro.. n my mum...hahahas. my mum leh.. young kids go out wif mummy.. HAHAs...&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. quite funny actually.. hehes.. then my couz 20yr old tok to my mum lorh.. then me n my bro walk tgt.. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;take mrt, wanted to watch movie de.. then go ps there.. full le.. if not left front sits.. then go dnt know where try, also full.. blah. then the nxt movie 11+ liaos.. we want go home de lorh.. hahahas.. so cannot..&lt;br /&gt;then walk arnd... then decided to play pool... LOL&lt;br /&gt;went to miridian? wadeva spelling error..&lt;br /&gt;the uncle there know my bro.. so smuggle me in.. hehehes.. =)).. then uncle tok to my mum abt my bro.. lols.. funny lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then we play.. bro teach me how to play.. ahhahas.. then my couz there also noob noob, learn also...&lt;br /&gt;then my mum pro lorh.. also learn leh.. but nvr use the correct style nia.. juz played for fun.. HAHAs..&lt;br /&gt;i team wif my bro, my mum wif my couz... then we play 2v2 lorh..&lt;br /&gt;i no need play de lorh.. my bro hit hit hit half of it go in le.. then he let me paly tyhe rest of the game..&lt;br /&gt;but then he act until so pro, those tough tough one he also cannot lorh.. still act alot.. =x.. opps.. xD..&lt;br /&gt;then got a few 'quite hard' de ball, then ask me shoot.. then i tyco tyco hit.. hit the ball, and bounce on the side n hit another ball, but nvr score of coz.. hehes.. then he dnt beleive.. try once more.. then again almost leh.. i think is i chao tyco..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat game, the nxt game i miss every shot lols!!.. pro anot.. miss almost every ez ez de..&lt;br /&gt;wadeva.. then blah.. 1hr le.. hahahs.. 9+ abt 10 liaos..&lt;br /&gt;then we go chomp chomp makan.. hehes&lt;br /&gt;bought satay, chao guo tiao, hokkien mee.. hahahas. and one big cup of sugar cane..&lt;br /&gt;i ate half of everything leh.. =x.. heehes.. summore all small de..&lt;br /&gt;eat half nvm lorh... i still not full.. i go buy 4 chicken wings.. keke..&lt;br /&gt;i eat 1 and 1/3, then my bro n mum also... juz nice.. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todae got 'class gathering' wors. .hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;waited for isa 1hr.. dots eh.. nvm.........&lt;br /&gt;walk walk.. go woodlands watch movie.. happy feet.. pathetic.. go until woodland.. crazy..&lt;br /&gt;watch lorh...&lt;br /&gt;the show arhs.. quite funny lah.. cute lah e penguins..&lt;br /&gt;but hor....&lt;br /&gt;its juz a waste of money.. tsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat go eat.. wadeva... dar dar n jiayi buy tom yam wadeva soup..&lt;br /&gt;then i buy chicken rice.. jaseline bought ban mian, or wadeva mian.. then she want chicken rice, then exchange lorh..&lt;br /&gt;i dnt wanna eat tat mian de.. but she want chicken rice.. so let her eat lorh...&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat.. then our boys de tradition--to play e food after eating...dar dar n jiayi mixed all the thing inside.. wif liyan's bowl of noodle.. hahahas.. then dnt know wat they add.. chilli, lime,wad sauce..alot of sht inside.. hehes, then i go eat.. actually got nice leh.. dnt know why they dnt let me eat.. kaos lorh...&lt;br /&gt;then go arcade.. balh balh.. boring.. c liyi n jaseline outisde, jiayi want to use my hp call.. so let him call.. go outside..&lt;br /&gt;after he call liaos he go bak in, then i go stand beisde them lorh.. inside also so boring.. wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;brandon called me.. kaos lah.. he tok as if he was at j8 liaos... so i asked them whether want to j8 eat dinner mah.. booo.. they agreed..&lt;br /&gt;dar dar n junyong need go bak...&lt;br /&gt;then abt 4+ le.. wadeva.. then gogogo.. go j8.. then reach bishan jiayi ps me, go home also. .grrr...&lt;br /&gt;then we go j8 walk walk.. then brandon n jiahua at brandon's hse lorh.. wtf.. then i bluff the gals they comingl iaos.. then i rush the both of them... kaos lah.. play me..&lt;br /&gt;they ask me i told them a lie eh.. shh.. i know they will b reading.. but who cares... wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;(they also not my gfs.. wakakakas)&lt;br /&gt;then finally aft 40mins they came.. so long.. the gals also bored liaos..&lt;br /&gt;then liyi n isa want go pierce ear.. wah.. wadeva.. i also nvr c before how they pierce de.. so i curious.. hehes.. follow them go c c look look.. oo&lt;br /&gt;then liyi say hot.. jiahua told me (aiyah, pain jiu say pain lah..)&lt;br /&gt;hahahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then near the shop got one sell balloon de, those kind of shape de, wif pictures.. wadeva was tat.. then i curious go touch touch n c c... then the stall holder come.. ask me want buy mah.. i was touching the "first love at sight" de balloon, then she asked me want buy the "yi jian zhong qing" de balloon mah.. then i malu.. then she add on, those 2 gals (liyan and isa), buy for them lah, shui bian TIAO yi ge.. wah.. hahahas.. so pro...&lt;br /&gt;then i say..&lt;br /&gt;"hai shi bu yao lah. bu shi he wo..."&lt;br /&gt;hhahas.. (jkjk)&lt;br /&gt;then i also malu liaos.. then jiahua come kajiao me.. go suan me.. hehehes.. i forget wth he do, i also forget wat i do lols.. but i know aft that liyi n jaseline came out from the toilet.. hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;then we go mac eat eat.. hehes.. saw yang jing working there leh.. hahas.. he wear the staff clothes until so shuai lorh!!.. shuai ge~..&lt;br /&gt;then we go kajiao him, wave at the counter there.. hahas. then all the workers look at us, the customers also.. lols.. then he also malu..&lt;br /&gt;then when we eating, he smuggled out n told us he dead meat le.. his manager saw.. HAHAs.. he sad lorh...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat elton come.. hhehes.. crapz so much.. siao one.. bth him.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then say wat 'nipple pad lah', bra stripe lah.. booo.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;bian tai lah.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then walk abit, then crowd at one area to tok..&lt;br /&gt;sobs.. tok happi, but dnt know where to go sad..&lt;br /&gt;then half want go there, then the other want go here.. hahas.. sad lorh.. elton go bak eat eat.. then finally liyi go hme.. then liyan isa n jaseline went to the interchange..&lt;br /&gt;waited for liyan's bus then we go.. isa actually want go bak tpy interchange, tot here got bus..then follow us until ltr she go bak.. then tat pathetic jaseline siao one.. say 'dnt wanna walk bak the road "we walk before" '.. hahahs..bullsht.. then walk to the nxt bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;(actually before that i act act bro call me, ask me meet him at the food junction.. then i c bra also go take mrt.. then actually want go ehem.. then c him go also,then i forget it lols.. then went to catch up wif them)&lt;br /&gt;then while waiting for bus 410, we missed leh.. so pro uh.. dnt know whether tat one itraining bus anot, but no ppl de.. then finally waited le lorh.. then go hme.. hehehes..&lt;br /&gt;rather sian ... bcoz dnt know where to go!!. WAKAKAKS..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-5914436488156154200?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/5914436488156154200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=5914436488156154200&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5914436488156154200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/5914436488156154200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116377351529976130</id><published>2006-11-17T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T12:03:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow&lt;br /&gt;got the urge of updating.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;ytd was my class chalet.. 2E2'06 Beatty~&lt;br /&gt;hahahas, rather fun leh, but also rather bored.&lt;br /&gt;fun bcoz of fun stuffs of coz, and bored bcoz of some fuckers...&lt;br /&gt;but this chalet is rather pathetic becuase its onli 2 day 1 nite... hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was on the 16november...&lt;br /&gt;we met at 11am at red circle tpy&lt;br /&gt;as usual, girls went shopping before that for the BBQ... hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;bought lotsa crapz...and forgetting smth impt..&lt;br /&gt;so we the poor guys,carry the stuffs for them of coz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after much hestitation, we decided to go to pasir ris first...on the train tok crapz, hahas.big grp quite fun..but then the guiys always like to go away from the girl, i dam pek cek, (cannot pao niu), jkjk.. no lah, not united de.&lt;br /&gt;After that we reached white sand, reminds me of my childhood memory, 1-6 yrs old de...my couz keep bringing me there, then sit in the MAC, which we went to eat our lunch. but i forgot where we sat tho.. sadded.. but i think shld b roughly at the corners, so i tried the corners.. =)), yeaa~then bought our food, and FUCKING dar spoiled my lunch. but anw, tat was the last few days we gather, so i didn't realli bother, if not i will scold until his ass upside down. he put chilli sauce,vanilla ice cream, ice, coke to my fries. He put 3 packets of chilli sauce ON my fish-o-fillet, not IN between the fish and the bread... FOOK HIM LAH, then i ate the bread on its own.n dirtied my whole hand.&lt;br /&gt;then they go play wif my coke, PLAY nvm... THEY GO DRINK UP MY COKE.. wtf, i onli drank 2 mouths, and they drank all, especially dar.. fuk him lah, not the first time liaos lorh, KNNCCB.. but i nvr scold, dnt wanna bring dwn the atmosphere..&lt;br /&gt;then i go buy another small coke, drank half, he go play wif my drink again. put chilli,vanilla,fry,cabbage into my drink.. KNN lah... nvm lorh, play wif me, i ask them drink 1/3 each.. trhen i drink the ramaining.. DAR IS A COWARD!, he play my drink, but dnt dare to drink!HE'S A COWARD!!!!!!!! F HIM..&lt;br /&gt;after that went to take the shuttle bus to the chalet, costa sand...wadeva tat was..&lt;br /&gt;reach there abt 1plus.. hahahas, then play dai di until 2.15, then we check in...&lt;br /&gt;then the boys all go find smth to play, then left me n brandon in the chalet wif 2 other gals... then we play dai di lorh...&lt;br /&gt;then they came bak... they we play STAMPEDE on the chalet's BED.. WOOT, almost spoil... can c de.. hahahas.. whack here whack there.. FUN FUN!!.. hhehes.. but too bad gals nvr join in.. =x..&lt;br /&gt;then they go liu lang, wqant go escape theme park, then again left the 2 gals n us.. dai di lorh!.. hahahas.. then they dnt know go where.. then ended up palying soccer...&lt;br /&gt;and it was like me n brandon n the 2 gals were freaking bored in the chalet le.. hahahas. then we go find them lorh... then supposingly we shld bh asking them bak to bbq de.. but instead, we joined them!!, the gals got FREAKED out.. hahhas.. and left in a rage.. so as to prevent further quarrels, we stopped lorh, but then most of the guys KAO BEI one.. cannot stop, keep playing n palying..sigh...still scold the gals for nth.. duh.&lt;br /&gt;it was abt 3-5...&lt;br /&gt;then abt 5pm, when we started gg bak to our chalet becoz of the raging gals, me n brandon ran to the bike shop to rent the bike, i rent overnight, but brandon rent for 1 hr becox he need to go bak in the nite..sadded...&lt;br /&gt;then we go bak, the bois saw. then they also go rent overnite.. hahahas..but then rite, bcoz of the BBQ, brandon cannot ride his bike...so he wasted $5.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;before the BBQ, there are some preparations to be done, but all the bois KAO BEI lah, all run away, expect the gals to do all the stuffs, still scold the girls slow.. wtf.. their attitude SUCKS.. then me n brandon and jiayi,yangjing,junyong help lorh... we gd guys mah.. wat to do...&lt;br /&gt;then abt 6+, the bbq started lorh... pathetic, we forgot to buy ALUMINIUM FOIL... then all our food all chao ta.. hahas.. so fun, then jiayi want act hero go eat all the chao ta food..&lt;br /&gt;then someone take my bike go buy lorh.. hahahas... then come bak, worst... the whole aluminium foil caught fire when we put at the pit.. duh.. so chio.. hahahas.. then the NCDCC member "EXTINGUISH" the fire.. hahas, then make it smalelr again, it happend twice lorh.. so jiao.. hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;then i also go BBQ, wah, bbq all so nice de, then put on the plate all kena coped, wth sia, then i eat onli a few nia, my frenz bbq until also quite nice also eat a few nia lorh.. kaos...&lt;br /&gt;then i qi gek, suan le.. i go ride my bike.. lols...&lt;br /&gt;ride in the pasir ris park.. near the costal area near our chalet de...&lt;br /&gt;ride ride ride, then saw liyi n jie hui, they also playing around there.. so i go kajiao them... then they want to show me some words they 'carved' on the beach, but too bad, high tide, washed them away.. then we saw jiehui's couz, then borrow my bike... then i went bak to chalet..&lt;br /&gt;and even before i reach the chalet, they say dnt want to ride le.. duh.. i was like omg __.. but nvr show lah.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then go bbq again, but then kena coped again.. once again qi gek, go ride my bike wif Sandy whom i found so bored in the room, and jiahua who agrees to accompany us... then we ride ride ride.. from 6+-7+ or 8.. hahahas.. then we keep closing upon sandy's bike, she was like scared till freaked-out.. hahahas.. then got once too close, then i cannot control. tripped over the edge then i fell.. hahahas.. so sad.. then i dnt dare to paly wif them le.. left that jiahua bike pro to play.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then after that went bak to chalet, saw MR YEO, our hist teacher.. hahahas... he brought his doggie along. .hahas.. so cute.. n i heard that the doggie peed on one of the mattress, but cleaned of coz... hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we play dai di lorh.. a few person... 8+-9+ near 10 like tat.&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to go buy supper since that im not full, and most of the guys aren't full either.. so a grp of 6ppl went lorh.. yangjing, xinyu,shermeen,liyi,jiehui,me... so fun lorh.. but hor, the thing is that we onli got 5 bikes!! woot!!.. guess wat!&lt;br /&gt;at first yangjing fetch me, but then my ass too pain.. so i try fetching liyi, then actually can, but i buey ta han, legs not strong to pandle hahas, she too heavy for me lah.. muscle too weak.. =(.. then hor i also very scared i might touched somewhere i shldn't have since my bike very small.. hahas, so tried xinyu, worst! go on top fell down liaos.. hahahas.. so no choice.. yj fetch liyi...then i led the way..&lt;br /&gt;so cool lorh, we went wrong way, we rode all the way to white sand.. then all the shops all close, it was arnd 11 le.. hahahas.. then we turn bak.. to haising, i asked my bro,my aunt,my uncle... hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;the ride also quite fun lorh, me n liyi take turn to get fetch on.. hahas,&lt;br /&gt;my bro say walk straight following haising, so i did tat, then i call my aunt, my aunt call my uncle, then while my uncle was explaining, my frenz asked a passerby and told me wat my uncle told me.. so it was like wasting of phone bill.. hahahahas!!.. so we rode there and bought out food. then i went to buy food for liyi and (otto n honghenk) who da pao-ing. then met this stupid kns stallholder, he tok until crap, and has stm.. then in the end give me that type of buey song look.. i wanna smack his face..&lt;br /&gt;then by tyhe time i rode there, i full liaos.. even tho im very hungry.. i bought drinks, plasters, n sweets from seven eleven nearby.. then i drank the drink and ate a few mouth of liyi's duck rice.. she cannot finish.. i also dnt feel like eating... hahahahas..but dnt wannt waste food.. then there was this joke gg on among them, bcoz juz now when i tried fetching liyi, she almost sat on my LJ, so i exagerrated, "u sat on my lj", n she blieved, so she go spread.. i was like.. wt.. zz.. hahas.. then xinyu bought green tea, then she said that after drinking that she felt high, then we joke abt it that she shld drink more than she can be very HIGH.. hahas, then all push me to her since im sitting beisde her..crap lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then jiehui's leg injured, cannot ride bike, shermeen's face got cut.. hahas, then use my plaster.. ^^.. kekes... then the shuai ge yang jing, eat one big bowl of noodle still say not full lorh.. wth.. i tot he full i go help him abit.. hahahahas.. he sai lah, always act act.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we slow-cycled bak to the chalet since jiehui cannot ride the bike, so she has to walk...aww, poor thing rite..but too bad lorh.. =PpP.. hahahas..she dnt want let yang jing fetch her.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then we slowly cycle bak, the time we spent was like weeks which liyi said (after the whole chalet has ended), i also tot so too... it was like one of the happiest time in this yr? i nvr get so high before de leh.. summore in the chalet i very HIGH, dnt know why.. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then the liyi arh, dam guai lan... always cycle last, but i dnt want girl to cycle last, so i cycle wif her.. i also abit scared even tho it was nth.. mayb im allergy to dark areas?? tsktsk.. yea... think so &gt;&lt; (im a coward too ^^).. hehes.. slowly cycle wif her, then she keep saying dnt cycle wif her, call me go away,... duh.. hao xin mei hao bao... finally our delivery made it at abt 12.30 bah if im not wrong. hahas.. 10-12.30.. 2hr n 30mins seems like 2 weeks and 3 days to me lorh.!!.. omg.. its like chao fun and the time pass like so slow... then the boys, daryl, hong henk, yangjing, n otto if im not wrong, went to the red house which was said to be a haunted hse... liyi the adventurous gal wants to go, but not enuff bikes, so all of us persuaded her to stay, and after a long negotiation finally she settled down... hahahas.. then abt 1hr ltr, all of them came bak wif a freaked-out face, a pale white face, like as tho they saw a real ghost... then they told all of us abt the story, the statues outside, the spookiness of the house, then all turn bak and zhao as fast as they could... n wadeva, i nvr listen.. hahas, but they say when they look at the statues, they follow u wherever u go, like staring at u.. hahahahas... then all of us also believed their stories??? hahas, all the girls started screaming and xin li zhuo yong, chagne places lah.. etc.. then hong henk, dar,otto went to the bedroom n "slept" left yangjing, the 16 yr old guy, kaos lorh he, even tho he was scared like fuck, he still remain cool... i pei fu him lorh... then we tried stress wif 2-3 persons... then more n more ppl want to play.. then we extend,3-4,4-5, etc etc.. UNTIL we must combine 4 DECKS OF CARDS tgt to paly!and it was like chaotic, everyone saying that they got it they got it, then i play until siao.. hahas, i put my whole deck in the middle and say finish lols.. then everyone also follow, then cr8ed a mess in the room.. so fun!!.. after that we play heart attk, hehes, crazy, all zuo bi one.. hahahas...2+ like tati think... then after tat we played heartattk!!, most of us played, and daryl make A FUCKING MESS OUT OF THE GAME, which made everyone wanna beat him up like tat... he juz has no limit !.. sigh... then we plkay play play until some go bak slp again then left a few lorh, we cont playing... then suddenly there was an urge to go and cycle in the park... WOOt, in the middle of the nite, 4am, we cycled, me jiahua,dar,liyi,jiehui... cycled.. then jiahua n dar sped off, leaving me,liyi, n jiehui behind.bcoz i need to wait for them so i nvr catch up wif them...then we went across the bridge to the other part of the park... and it was SPOOKY~ and then we lost their trails, leaving us wif no choice.. but to turn bak!!! NO!!!... we turned bak, me leading the way, i sped off again.. bak to the bridge.. a fast rate across the bridge, i turn i look i saw something white floating in the water! i got freaked out , i can feel my face turning cold n pale...zzz.. but nvm, luckily got liyi n jiehui behind me.. hehes.. then we went down the bridge and POOF!! siying,shermeen,isabella,rene,they all there le..WOOt, then liyi lend her bike to shermeen n jiehui i dnt know.. then liyi requested me to fetch her again.. so i fetch her lorh, she sat infront of me, then i sped off the road... i sped until very fast, until she very scared.. hahahahahas.. then i tok crapz on the way wif her then reach the ROCK, where we decided to camp during the day... she wanted me to go and fetch isabella, but i tired n lazy.. hahas.. so nvr go bak n fetch her.. hahahahahas.. so i sat there lorh, den they come le... so i the onli boi there lorh... sit there gong gong, let them suan.... and it was abt 4+ le... all bully me, call me sit down, i dnt want, i want to enjoy the breeze while standing...then they nag n nag n nagggg... so no choice, sit beside them lorh.. also got one trio beside us, sat there almost for the whole night le if im not wrong.. and that place was so peaceful, but not until.... the other bois came... daryl n jiayi... chao noisy, make so much noise, we all enjoying the peacefulness, they tok until so loud, then all scold them. .hahas.. in the end they slept on the slope of the rock which we did also then we tok alot of crapz lah, then suddenly jaseline called me, she was scared, she was alone. wandering in the dark, and she heard screams n shouts, n she almost cried on the phone... so jiahua, which was alreadi finding her long ago even before we came to the rock... he was alone i think... and then he went across the bridge to find her........ then after a long while, they came back.. finally eh.. hahahas... but its not they who came bak first, it was jiahua n jaseline.. jiahua found jaseline wandering in the park alone on the other side of the bridge... and then jiahua told us.. "i heard screams and shouts coming from the bridge, and i also saw a white thing floating in the water..so i sped all the way across to find jaseline.." hahas, i saw the white thing, btu i nvr heard any screams of shouts... and the screamings n shoutings shld b wat jaseline heard... then shermeen,yj,jiahua,liyi, went to c lorh.. n left me n jiayi wif the gals.. blah, me n jiayi tok nia, then thegals dnt know wat they doing also.. hahas..then jaseline suddenly cry.. dnt know why.. hahas... then after a while they came bak, but jiahua nvr came bak, i dnt kjnow hwere he go, i think he go bak chalet wif jaseline. yj ask me want go buy drink anot.. so we go lorh.. we cycle cycle till cheerz, den nvr open, so we go mac.. buy one regular and large... so we bring them bak...before that we saw one gangster.. wah, scary.. we walk away.. hahahahas... when we reached there, the fucking DARYL DRANK MY LARGE COKE.. F HIS ASS LAH.. its like not the first time liaos lorh, knnccb... i show him attitude liaos.. then yj got one smell, which i tink is the sea smell.. he cannot tolerate, so i pei him ride bak to chalet.. halfway*.. hahas.. then i return alone. i scared.. i dnt know why, suddenly feel got strong winds.. so i sped, weeee so funn.. then i can feel my face pulling bak by the wind, cool eh. then jiayi shermeen rene, and one more went to ride ride then go bak liaos.. left me n dar alone wif the other gals on the rock... liyi then come slept beside me, jiehui also, then the gals slept at the flat surface of the rock, surrounding me... then that liyi go poke me, poke i not scared, so i cont' acting slp.. nvm lorh, she go pinch where the part ppl like to poke de, then i jerked up, pui.. pain... nvm, i go act slp again, then jiehui poke poke, not scared, she go pinch i also not scared..bcoz i ren.. then liyi pinch again, boom, i did a sit-up again, then they say very gd to train for my sit-ups.. hahahahahas.. so lame.. then dar dar there curled up n slept. then hor, i have been joking to them abt this, "dnt sit until like tat leh,i slping at the slope lorh, plz lorh, i dnt want c u all up-skirt(up-shorts), hahahas, then all say i bian tai.. call me dnt look, but if i dnt tilt my head up very xin ku.. hahahas...but anw, who wnats to c..zzz then after tat, jiahua came, eh say that the sky turn blue le, sun alreadi rised le.. then we all head bak to the chalet lorh.. hahahas.. it was abt 6 then.. dar go bak before we went actually, then me went bak wif them lorh, jiehui took my bike, duh, hahas.. then i walked with them lorh, but then side gate closed.. saded, we made one big rnd bak to the chalet lorh... then hor, liyi n xinyu dare me lorh, coz i tired mah, so i act like im drunk, walk side ways lah, leg cross over legs while walking lah.. etc.. then they call me to fall down on the grass then they give $10, but i dnt kmnowgive who.. so before i listened the complete sentence, i fell down le.. hahahahas.. my whole bak muddy liaos. they act innocent sia.. hahas, dnt want give $10.. hahahas.. then they keep daring me all the way bak, then they tot i dare lorh, so after they say liaos then they take bak their words, so i no need do anithing.. hahahas.. ^^, jian rite.. =).., (time was 6+, from 11am [thurs]-6am [fri]) onli.) LIYI ASKED ME TO CARRY ON BLOGGING, actually i also wanna blog de, juz tat i went to play juz now.. bleahs~.. so we went bak to the chalet, rene,shermeen,siying all slept right after they reached the chalet. then follow by LIYI, not quite bad le lorh, can stay up so long, gal leh... pro pro, wo xin shang ta, as in admire her for her sort of "........" wadeva, i also dnt know de.. hahas.. then xinyu also fell aslp.. leaving me n jiahua behind. we went up to the room there, sum of them haven slp yet, a few gals, who have slept juz now then juz woke up nia, then 2 bois lorh, so i go kajiao them, i stampede them, but then they push me away, then slp agian... miracally all slept, once again leaving me n jiahua alone.. so tht freak guy, (gd guy lah), tok wif me lotsa crap, ahahhas, we made water bombs using the plastic bags which i left in my bags. we made alot n SEcretly, put them in the fridge. we so scared lorh, the rene tan, want to wake up dnt want to wake up, then toss here toss there, scary, then siying n liyi also, toss abit.. then that jiahua, go take poker cards, say that if they wake up, we pretend to play lols.. so lame... then also we spilled some of the water. hahahas, made rather a mess there.. then hor.. i also go rape liyi lorh.. she fell aslp mah, 1hr.. tsktsk, not enuff.. she say 2nites also not enuff, so i think need 5 nites.. hehehes.. after that we went to cycle.. i dnt know why, suddenly my knee-cap feel so pain, i cannot ride properly, then tat jiahua keep urging me on, so i cycle on lorh.. hahahs, chao pain.. we rode to the other side again, pass by the bridge, then he told me, it was actually a white boat nia, so i told him, "i guess hor, its hor, a couple there sexing lorh, tats y got screaming n shouting.." hahhas... then we cycle on, we saw those guards patrolling, holding rifles,, scary.. zz, ltr shoot us.. tsktsk.. hahhas.. then he taught me how to 'drift', wadeva. i so noob, summore my knee pain eh, want bully me.. hahahahs... then i anihow drift lorh, first time perf leh, but almost puak toh nia.. then the other times not so gd.. hahas..then we cycle bak.. reach the chalet at abt 7+ bah.. hahahas.. then i suggested we go swimming, but then we walk there, its not open.. so too bad.. then i say lets pack-up.. hahahas.. so we did it silently, first, we fold the white sheets, bed sheet i think.. hahas, got 2 eh, we folded one, then i suggested another to make as a blanket for the girls slping in the hall, (matresses), hahas.. so we put lorh.. hahahas. then we cleaned the table, wiped it with water and dried it again.. we carried the table to its original place and arranged the stuffs properly. we put bak the chair quietly also.. n we chao scared, bcoz we made alot of mistakes, in dropping the chair lah, too loud.. hahas.. then we packed all the poker cards bak to its original package... siying woke up, say.. "wah so guai ah..." then go koon again le.. while packing the table n chairs, liyi also woke up after siying, then she ran out of the chalet, but before tat i think jiahua show her our water bombs.. lols... then after we packed, xinyu's alarm clock rang, dots!, heng we finish liaos.. hahaas... then xinyu,rene,siying woke up, but dnt care.. they all slept again except xinyu.. then its abt 7.55, me and jiahua went to c the swimming pool which is supposed to be open at 8am, wah, uncle washing.. kaos, we sadded, so we returned... then xinyu n liyi also woke up le mah, then we go cycle.. dots lorh, my knee-caps chao pain liaos, also dnt feel like cycling... nvm lorh, cycle lorh.. then i b the last.. hehehes.. bcoz i pain mah, dnt want block their way, dnt wanna slow them down also... i took my time to cycle, c the environment, c the place... hahahas.. so cool lorh, reali reali reminds me of my childhood life lols... but this time nvr cycle across the bridge, instead we went another way, which led us to the sorta main road place.. blah, chao pain liaos.. my distance n their distance alot... then xinyu's bike got prob.. is i made de, i made it dent.. =x.. lols, then jiahua changed wif her, anw, he so pro.. nvm one lah, still can drift summore.. lols... =x..upon reaching the traffic light, my bike got prob... tat pro "bike salesman" help me 'repair' it, i so ps.. n thankful lols.. its like the third time liaos.. hahahs.. then we cycle bak where we cycled last nite, bak to our chalet.. then tat jiahua keep asking me to drift.. duh, pain liaos, how to drift.. lols... i struggled until finally reached.. hahahas... then the swimming pool finally open.. n its abt 8-9 plus le bah.. lols..then jiayi woke up, come dwn the stairs, make so much noise.. duh, me n jiahua told him sternly to shut up.. hahas.. then me n jiahua go swim swim.. jiayi follow us.. but nvr swim, go "sun-tan" without sun in the sky.. lols.. then liyi n xinyu come watch us.. ee, malu &gt;&lt;.. i no shen cai also want c... jiahua got nia.. hahahas... then comes the tall guy, 181 one.. hahas. come n watch also, but before that, jiayi n jiahua planned something lorh, they want push liyi into the water, but then too bad she too clever... chai chuan their plan.. hahahas, anw, its common sense.. =x.. hahahas.. then jiahua keep splashing water on yj, then the lifeguard keep staring at him.. then i need to signal to him so mani times.. duh... after much much much persuasion, yangjing go ask the guard if he could go dwn with his pants.. hahahas, the lifeguard agreed, so he came dwn.. he come dwn liaos strangle me lorh.. kaos lorh.. summroe i noob swimmer, aim me nia.. jiahua also.. all bully.. zzz.. then he go haolian his height to me n jiahua.. hahahas.. go stand at the bottom of the pool, juz now lorh.. hahahahas.. then we go down try, he taller than us by 1 n a half head lorh.. kaos... keep suaning us short.. hahahas.. then we go splash splash here splash splash there.. swim here swim there.. bai chi one lah.. nth to do, cannot bring ball inside, coz hh bring de is a soccer ball.. cannot play water polo.. =(.. then at 10am, we went up, we juz showered with the shower by the swimming pool... and wore our clothes.. kekes, since we gg to wild wild wet anw.. hahas.. we go bak there, all of them woke up le lorh, n one thing which made me n jiahua freaked out... they nvr even tidy the room.. WTF.. he go so angry, but nvr show.. dnt wanna spoil the mood.. wadeva lorh, they want keep it so dirty, thenso be it.. then brandon threw the water bomb, then sum1 working there saw, we were abt to check out anw, then she go into the chalet, look, and saw it so messy, so scolded us... n then the bois so kan jiao say mayflower.. dots.. so lame.. hahas, then the worker so angry, she slammed the door.. anw, its out fault lorh, if i were her, i will also angry de, its like a mess inside.. hahas.. the bois nvr even do anithing, nvr help wif the bbq, nvr help wif anithing, onli want FUN.. then still scold joey for not having a proper chalet. F them lah, they dnt want help they want do this dnt want do that, of coz not fun lah.. knnccb, they hjave got attitude problem... hahas.. wadeva..then we finally checked-out.. we walked to downtown east to have our lunch, ate pineapple rice n fishball noodle.. actually want to share wif brandon half half.. after i eat half of the noodle, then start eating the rice, he say he full le.. cannot finish the noodle.. dots.. but luckily he ate half of the rice. hahahas,then i also cannot finish, too big plate liaos.. hahhas.. then after tat they went arcade.. then i also nvr play, go there see see look look, then too tired, after swimming, go ouytside sit down. kaos, 11+ nia. wild wild wet open at 1.. ='(... then i dnt know why i saw liyi so bored, i wanted to go over n cheer her de, but then... i think she prefers to be alone, then beside me was jiahua n jaseline.. dnt know what they doing also.. =x.. hehehes.. then i also bth liaos.. too tired, try to take a nap, but can't, too noisy, n dnt know leh.. hahas, juz cannot, so i close my eyes lorh.. hahahas, jiahua also..but rite, i feel uncomfortable, coz got one girl so moody,i want her to be happy de lorh, plz lorh, everyone also moderately happy, then she onli one moody, duh.. i feel so bad, she like kena ps by us like tat.. tat liyi lorh.. zz, sit there so quiet..=x, cheeerup ^^(i know u reading this post...... bleahs) then abt 12+ liaos, so we strolled to WWW, hahahas.. then jiehui call us to pay money.. o well, i also dnt know wats happening, then i show abit of attitude, which was on purpose de.. hehes, then the guys also fucked up one lah, dnt want cooperate, make everything like jiehui's fault, wadeva lorh... hahas, crazzy one lah... actually i wasn't even suppose to be here one, but then they pester me to go, that liyi lorh... grr... shermeen also, xinyu... dots... finally after a long negotiation and wadeva stuffs, we got in... hahahahas.. lame... so me n jiahua stripped since we were alreadi in our swimming trunk, the others no swimming trunk, so wore pants, but for girls.. SO SAD THEY NVR STRIP!!! SIAN!!.. hahahas.. =x, but then very pathetic lorh, sum wore white, dots, might as well not wear.. =)).. =x.. ^^ first, was children ground, go splash some water then go lazy river liaos.. go submerge awhile, go one rnd, take float. do wadeva sht, hahahas.. hahas, liyi keep pestering me for the next 1/4.. hahas, k lah..=PpP..slowly wait.. bleahs then we seperated into 2 grps, me wif dar,junyong,jiayi and otto.. hahas.. so cute! we went to the samsung first.. so lame.. jiayi dnt dare sit facing the bak, he want to c the view how it goes dwn.. then actually i wanted to c, im more afriad by not looking at the view,but too bad, jiayi got height phobia, actually i also got, juz tat not as worst as him, so i faced bak.. then i smiled to dar, then he think that im showing a scared smile.. duh.. zz, wadeva lorh.. hahahas, the feeling when it goes dwn was, all i know i look infront, then feel my head flying, my face pushing bakwards, like being pressed on something hard, (transparent object etc, and the look on the other side) flattened face.. hahas.. then i also saw jiayi.. not very clear, cannot rmb.. hahas.. then a few seconds ltr then up the other slope, and then it turned to sideway, the water splashed on us.. hahahas, then stop liaos.. then he said scary, coz too steep, like tat i rather have took the one facing the view one lorh.. kaos... then the other grp went to the dnt know wat oo lala one or the wadeva lah, i also dnt c title one, juz go play.. hehes.. then we 5 went to the 5 sitter thingy, at the top on, sit on one big float one.. hahahas, then dar dar act act, want to stand up on the float.. duh, den reach the bottom, dar first to get out, boom, got scolded by lifeguard for doing that or he saw he trying to stand ??.. hahahas.. sadded.. lols.. then we went to the 2nd storey one, need take off shirt de... then one is open n one is closed.. we went to the opened one first... when i slide down, i onli got one feeling.. it hurts, the joint of the slides hurts eh.. pain pain.. sobs osbs.. then summore i sat up halfway, then stucked =)), water cannot rush me down.. then i so shiok, feel the water coming down, then after tat then i lie down again then kena washed down.. hahas.. then junyong n dar waiting for me down there, otto n jiayi nvr go, bcoz need to take off clothes.. hahas..then we went to the waves, becoz jiayi n otto dnt wanna take off clothes de.. cannot do the closed one lorh.. the tsunami wave was bai chi.. they all chao bully loh, i dnt know how to swim, always ps me, if not then suan me.. ya lah, all pro swimmers lah.. ='(, bully sia.. then jiahua there hao lian to me.. kaos.. the lifeguard also knn one, keep blowing \whistle, becoz we reaching the dangerous line?? wadeva.. so lame lorh, the waves.. blah blah blah.. in the end still on the float, nvr sink,capsize.. zz then dar dar,otto,jiayi,junyong, n whoever, c that the other sides got more waves, then swam there..otto dnt realli know how to swim one lorh, its like.. the waves so strong, then he mite drown anitime one lorh.. duh, so bad!.. then left me jiahua n brandon.. we go play play, then reach the shore liaos... brandon n jiahua say want go plkay the 5 or 6 person that float again lorh..then go play lorh.. then they very sucky leh..go anihow bully me while riding. anihow touch here touch there, 2 person summore, dt nia.. kaos lah.. then the cam took, duh.. so malu.. zz.. summore got girls lorh.. kaos.. zzz.. wadeva lorh, bully me nia, onli know how to bully,. hmpf... acxtually before that, i also went to the closed de slides, but girl nvr take off clothes, so cannot, they so sad.. they we joked "aiyah, juz take out lah, let us c, we earn lah".. something like tat, i forget the sentence.. hahahas... then jiahua n brandon want go samsung, but i play liaos, so i sian.. then i went off without them. n met dnt know who, i think dar or jiayi.. then we went again to the 5-6 person one.. hahahas..sol pathetic rite, i also didn't know i did it continuously.. hahas.. lucky they nvr bully me.. hehes.. =)).. after tat we went to the lazy river.. i want to find jiayi they all de.. then saw jaseline.. asked them where r they, then she says at the waves there.. so i go find them.. then WTF, they juz came bak, n then took a chair... lie there.. n... SUN-TAN!!.. woot!!.. i also decided to go bak n find the others, coz rather late le... then cannot find.. den met jiahua n brandon, juz finished their samsung.. then we go lazy river, saw joey,isabella,liyan.. then we go play.. lalalas, jiahua n brandon go capsize the girls, especially isabella.. aimed her.. hahas, xinyu n jiehui also... joey nvr.. hahaas.. go capsize lorh, then i also dnt want to sit on the float/boey wadeva liaos.. hahahas.. keep going n going.. capsizing n capsizing.. ahahahas.. so fun.. then hor.. i go capsize liyi lorh.. i didn't know she bad mood eh.. then she fell, boom, water go into her nose, then her whole nose red eh... then keep sneezing.. very ps wors.. &gt;&lt;.. then i stare at her while she swim away.. dots... then suddenly she feel so moody eh... i dnt know y, my fault?? if its mine then very ps wors... then after a few rnds, i asked jiehui y.. she dnt want tell me, i also know she dnt want anione to know anw, so i nvr pester... if not i sure pester until she blurt out de.. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;the brandon started to pull isabella n jiehui.. then i join in.. pull me also.. so gd rite.. but then the current also so fast, so rather light lah.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;after one rnd, i dnt want him pull liaos.. i pai seh.. hahas. then i want to pull him de, he dnt want..&lt;br /&gt;so we split lorh, i go pull jiehui...didn't know pullnig so fun.. its like pulling a 5kg hting around nia lorh.. hahas.. so light... ran in the water.. blah, then spin her, she scolded me, hahas, not realli scold lah, juz in a joking manner. hahas.. then i dnt care, spin spin spin,, then she angry.. hahahas, then i dnt want spin le.. =x.. hehehes.. then push her, then ps her, then push her again.. hahas.. so fun.. got a feeling she's my "_ _ _".. jkjk... no string.. =x.. hahas.. jkjk... hehes...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat yj say gtg le, then last rnd..&lt;br /&gt;then we reach the sorta call "starting pnt", then most of us wanted another round, but we didn't know yj n dar n whoever went up le.. then we go for another round, then again, another round.. hahas.. realli dnt know how mani rounds we went lorh.. hahas.. too much fun le bah, but then got one girl still moody moody de leh.. =(.. sad lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then we went up, saw yj, they all.. then yj gtg first.. aww.. sad.. then we go bathe lorh..&lt;br /&gt;lalalas, anihow bathe.. lols.. then waited for brandon, coz i kope his bag and kept in in my toilet, then when he arrived, i juz finished showering..wadeva, then waited for him to wash his hair... then cleaned up.. hahhas.. then went out.. the girls faster than us.. hahas.. so pro...&lt;br /&gt;wadeva, then dar,otto,hh went to balestier to eat in restaurant, think dar got discount or smth.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then liyi,jiehui went bak...&lt;br /&gt;shermeen they all dnt know where they go also..&lt;br /&gt;leave brandon,jiahua,junyong,joey,jiehui,jaseline,isabella n me&lt;br /&gt;we go eat kfc.. hahahas.. so lame.. inside nvr eat, come out then eat...&lt;br /&gt;eat eat eat lorh.. hahahas.. then all look so moody n tired.. then i also moody and sad..&lt;br /&gt;why? bcoz i miss my class.. last day we spend together le.. nxt yr i wnt be having such fun animore.. coz my class the fuckers in there..&lt;br /&gt;we ate quietly and nvr tok lorh... very sad... then we walked to the place where shuttle bus stops... waited for abt 20-30mins or so.. then meanwhile, brandon took out poker cards to play dai di.. hahas, dai di freak =x.. ^^, then bored lorh, i also tired liaos, want to slp... then get on the shuttle bus... almost slept.. but the journey too short.. sadded lorh.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;then we took mrt lorh.. wow, mrt.. hehehes&lt;br /&gt;first station, hahas, my eyes still open...&lt;br /&gt;2nd station... half closed...&lt;br /&gt;3rd station... zzzzzzzzzz liaos.. slp le.. hahas, then slp for 5stations which is roughly 5mins then woke up...&lt;br /&gt;brandon and the girls, joey isabella, liyan, they saw me,jiahua,n jaseline slept ... then our heads&lt;br /&gt;all tilted to the left, they took a photo of us, our heads all so cute de, same direction, then brandon also says that jaseline then turned her head to the right, and almost hit my head.. hahahas, then they scared jiahua jealous, want to call us wake up de =.=.. so lame...&lt;br /&gt;then boom, time flies lorh, so fast reach liaos.. haish...&lt;br /&gt;all also moody moody de.. =(.. then me joey, jiahua, jaseline took 88 bak.. jiahua send jaseline home&lt;br /&gt;then on the bus, i dnt know who started to whistle.. at first i tot it was the bus driver.. then i keep asking jiahua who.. then finally we saw one fat small gal whistling, kaos, no tempo no tune summore...&lt;br /&gt;jiahua kan jiao.. go disturb , he n jaseline whistle to each other.. sorta like conveying secret msg.. hahas.. then i sit beside jiahua no face... malu, no palce to hide.. hahahas.. finally we reached the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;then jiahua,jaseline, me cross the traffic light.. all dam sian tat type one.. hahas.. haish...&lt;br /&gt;then we went home lorh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very sad leh.. very true leh.. this 2 nites and 1 day realli seems like 2mnths... the happiness and the fun cannot even be compared to 12mnths.. i dnt know why, but i juz find that i have nvr been so happy and fun and enjoy myself so much before de... if its 5 days n 4 nites, tat wld b even better.. but wld we have a chance?.. i dnt think so..... =(... and usually i nvr post such a long post, or rather i have never posted such a long post..&lt;br /&gt;i have nvr likes to be detailed in blogging and wadsoever.. especially the time.. but i have no idea why i juz feel like junking every single details down for this post... even tho its pretty lame, giving specific timings and stuffs, i think that this is the onli day the onli nite where we will be tgt...&lt;br /&gt;well. altho its pretty lame to say 2E2'06 beatty sec, (sorta like girls stuffs), but i dnt mind saying it and be a girl for once.. i juz felt like saying that bcoz i miss my class~, i miss them.. well nt for some of coz.. u know i know.. =)).. those fuckers there.. tsktsk.. =x..&lt;br /&gt;well anw, realli hope that there will be once again such a chalet, but its a 1% chance nia.. hahas...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116377351529976130?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116377351529976130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116377351529976130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116377351529976130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116377351529976130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow-got-urge-of-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116356530545020708</id><published>2006-11-15T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T12:35:05.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahahahas&lt;br /&gt;k lah, i forgot abt someone's lullaby...&lt;br /&gt;anw, i also dnt realli know .. =PpP&lt;br /&gt;but here goes.. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A euu B oy C ome D own Euu F G uy,&lt;br /&gt;H ey I hate euu J o K er L a M er, N O P gu,&lt;br /&gt;Q uR S on,&lt;br /&gt;T o U f er V ow,&lt;br /&gt;W atch &amp; X plain Y u scold me Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kekes, =PpP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116356530545020708?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116356530545020708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116356530545020708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116356530545020708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116356530545020708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/11/hahahahahas-k-lah-i-forgot-abt.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116161599843424882</id><published>2006-10-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T23:06:38.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haahas..&lt;br /&gt;todae was a v&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116161599843424882?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116161599843424882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116161599843424882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116161599843424882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116161599843424882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/10/haahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116152619185807106</id><published>2006-10-22T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T22:09:51.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahas&lt;br /&gt;bleahs...&lt;br /&gt;i dnt want update, but some GAL wants me to...&lt;br /&gt;well its obvious in my taggie... hahas...&lt;br /&gt;hmm, actually i also nth to update leh....&lt;br /&gt;erm, this few days, audi-ing lorh..&lt;br /&gt;no one wants to play wif me wc!.. SO SAD!!!&lt;br /&gt;but anw..&lt;br /&gt;ytd was MAMA's BDAE!!!&lt;br /&gt;so.. HAPPY BDAE MAMA.. i no prezzie for u.. sorri&lt;br /&gt;unless u wan huggies, i dnt mind... or the most u let me pinch!!&lt;br /&gt;if not still got one last choice.&lt;br /&gt;i dnt bully u for one week.. LOLs..&lt;br /&gt;rite.. all bullsht... hm&lt;br /&gt;audition ?? i gg @_@ le.. sometimes p[aly until i blurr..&lt;br /&gt;especially battle party, practically is not my fault lorh, i always got 1st bsides npc, then my score is like double the 2nd.. then lose summore.. play until very qi gek...&lt;br /&gt;buey ta han... then play normal games, cannot perf lorh, dots..&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i tink is tyco.. keep perf, then ltr in the day cannot perf at all.. hahahas.. so funny sia... blah..&lt;br /&gt;hahas, ytd also got depression+happiness..&lt;br /&gt;i dnt know y, after the phone call, my mood suddenly juz changed??&lt;br /&gt;supposingly was happy happy de..&lt;br /&gt;then kena influenced by the opposite,hahas, but its my fault to call anw.. so oh well, zi tao ku chi.&lt;br /&gt;blah, i also didn't mind lah, after tat, the opposite also became happier, zhu ren wei kuai le zhi ben mah.. summore i got stm, forget easily de.. (same goes to kiddo)...&lt;br /&gt;hahhas, humans are juz so funny, they can forget smth in juz a split second, i think tat is marvellous, but some tinks tat it is a weakness. tats becoz usually i forget easily its the unhappiness, but the happiness lies deep into my  memory.. so, perhaps im tat type of person?&lt;br /&gt;optimistic?? nah, i tink im pessimistic too.. LOLs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116152619185807106?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116152619185807106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116152619185807106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116152619185807106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116152619185807106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/10/hahahas-bleahs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116082736821863240</id><published>2006-10-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T20:02:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hhahas..&lt;br /&gt;omg..&lt;br /&gt;loud shoutings from my hse..&lt;br /&gt;my ears gg deaf..&lt;br /&gt;mum scolding.&lt;br /&gt;nagging&lt;br /&gt;duh..&lt;br /&gt;not at me.. i so guai..&lt;br /&gt;at my maid..&lt;br /&gt;wtf.. she thinks tat she has all the rights to scold her like tat..&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake. she is also a human.. i dnt think anione wld like being scolded like tat for not knowing wat did they did wrong.&lt;br /&gt;i said tat bcoz my maid abit blurr blurr de.. then also dnt know wats gg on taht type, then my mum... &gt;&lt;.. wtf.. scold scold scold...&lt;br /&gt;haish. cannot stand.. bth&lt;br /&gt;my bro said her, my father said her...&lt;br /&gt;me leh? i wonder did i ..i think i did once.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. so, y r mums liek tat??? HAHAHAs.. i wonder...&lt;br /&gt;y r gals like tat too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i also wonder..i reall irealli wonder..&lt;br /&gt;y someone will think of ending their lifes, y life sux?&lt;br /&gt;if such a small boulder or obstacles block their way n they gave up...wldn't it b a waste??&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, its realli realli very very touching... yea.. so..&lt;br /&gt;i also have no choice?? the onli way is to stop reminding them?let them take their time to cooldown??yep..i shall try......but it realli hurts to c a frenz tat way.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116082736821863240?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116082736821863240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116082736821863240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116082736821863240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116082736821863240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/10/hhahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116073990580552309</id><published>2006-10-13T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T19:45:05.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a long time since i post.. hahahas&lt;br /&gt;yea.. exams over le.. now left post exams activities which r think r more terrible than exams..&lt;br /&gt;afterall i still prefer exams over post activities.. they r lame..&lt;br /&gt;cca also resuming le.. hahahas, cannot go home slp..&lt;br /&gt;then ytd went out wif np de, went to buy ropes...&lt;br /&gt;white?i dnt mind them getting yellowish or dirty, its just tat it will look nicer and easier to c.&lt;br /&gt;yi ge liang ge all gave the decision to me, like tat i make wrong decision very cham one leh &gt;&lt;...&lt;br /&gt;hahas, then keep calling ....., think very funny like tat. i dnt want to be lorh, let da jie da be. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. then todae come school.. 'bra' (tats wat jiahua calls him), bring a plastic bags, inside so mani papers.. so i call him cher, bcoz the bag of paper was like those exams revision worksheets brought by teachers to give to their students.. wkaakak&lt;br /&gt;then in class, classm8s all went crazy. no teacher then anihow run jump tok shout liaos.. bth.. cannot control them duh...&lt;br /&gt;as usual.. there will be some gals to corect my PRONUNCIATIONs of 'class', which i think they heard me shouting 'glass'...&lt;br /&gt;rite.. glass lah, bang lah.. smash lah.. then i die lah.. tou po xue liu go hosp kill by doc in the ambulance by needles..&lt;br /&gt;todae also got bak our geog results.. very sad.. 1 mark mroe lorh.. kan sai.. 2marks will b even better tho.&lt;br /&gt;ya lah. say me hao lian, i sit there diam diam.. nvr tok.. u say i hao lian.. i tok means i more hao lian liao lorh.. i let u all say lorh.. if i tok bak sure boom at me de lorh.. still say me... ALL BADIES..&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.. badies still gd frenz lah.. still my DAR DAR.. n my JIA JIA LIANG TEH..&lt;br /&gt;then hor... cher say hcl paper.. say tat it might affect my streaming..&lt;br /&gt;woot.. is she trying to hint me smth?want say i did badly then say lorh.. dnt need hint me de.. tats even worst &gt;&lt;..&lt;br /&gt;i will have a deeper impression n memory on that.. duh...&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.. so sad lorh.. muz pray pray liaos.. hahahas~&lt;br /&gt;then reach hme, read an email.. the email says blah blah...write watever names  then nos. then songs.. since i was bored.. so i go try try.. hahahahas...&lt;br /&gt;then my first instinct or rather the first person whom i tot was jiejie cat.. then its like wtf?.. jiejie? the continuation was tat the person is to b my lover.. ya rite..?!.. can't b one lorh...&lt;br /&gt;yi jian zhong qin?? hahaas.. crapzz...&lt;br /&gt;yea.. so bored..&lt;br /&gt;audi cannot play.. dnt know wat they doing.. crazzy de...&lt;br /&gt;want koon half liaos.. hehes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116073990580552309?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116073990580552309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116073990580552309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116073990580552309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116073990580552309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-been-long-time-since-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-116039291478377500</id><published>2006-10-09T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T19:21:54.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wakakakas..&lt;br /&gt;a very 'great' frenz of mine gave me a very 'great' quiz for me to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.single, taken or crushing?single?? hehes.. im guai kia.. summore i dnt want to lose to the bet which had gone for 2yrs?? 2 n a half?? hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.are you happy with your life now? as in now?&lt;br /&gt;Why wldn't i b?? my heart did not break, im still a proper human.. n im not a cripple &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.when you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;for goodness sake. im a boy.. but if its a she, depends on her character bah.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;How can a heart be broken?? it can onli b hurt?? =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;I guess wat ever everyone does has their own reason....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;It will depend on whether i like that person or not.. hahas.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.have you ever talk about marriage with another before&lt;br /&gt;No, I AM TOO YOUNG FOR MARRIAGE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;Children?? yea maybe.. they are cute aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.how many?&lt;br /&gt;1-2? not too much.. need $$$. wahahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.would you consider adoption?&lt;br /&gt;Huh, hormones in me changed huh? i became a girl which can be pregnant and go for abortion?? or the techonology is so high that abortion is available for men??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.if someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;MSN??? SMS?? FACE TO FACE??. (nah.. i will shy shy de.. tsktsk).. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.do you enjoy getting into relationship?&lt;br /&gt;Depend on the opposite sex.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.be honest, what is the furthest you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;I have no ex.. &gt;&lt;.. im pure.. =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.do you believe in love first sight?&lt;br /&gt;yes mayb.. no maybe.. so yes-no??. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.Are you romantic?&lt;br /&gt;U ask me? i ask who.. i also dnt flirt wif myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;br /&gt;Yes i believe.. but it will also have to depend on that person whether he/she is willing to change wif my help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. if you could be married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere? somewhere pretty n memorable???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;br /&gt;It will ahve to depend.. when u have to b harsh.. u have to.. and it also depends on the opponent..&lt;br /&gt;(especially joshua.. fight wif him will vomit blood one.. muz b dam dam harsh. wakakaka.. that f....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yesh? my father my mother my brother?? my frenz? .. well.. everyone =) except a few tho.. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?&lt;br /&gt;Hehes.. yeah.. but who cares?? not my fault anw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.have you ever broken a heart?&lt;br /&gt;Once again.. heart cannot b broken.. it can onli be hurt..no? yesh? i dnt know.. i dnt bother..bcoz i know how it feels.. wahahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.if one day your best friend fall in love with the girl/boy you deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;Hahas.. pretend i dnt know?? depend on the gal?? also depend on my frenz.. hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.are you missing someone now?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.. im missing everyone now and then.. im dirty minded.. wakaka...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-116039291478377500?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/116039291478377500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=116039291478377500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116039291478377500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/116039291478377500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/10/wakakakas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115944694306757886</id><published>2006-09-28T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T21:53:21.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>joke of the day...&lt;br /&gt;ehehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;real sentence:jing zhu zhe chi, jing mo zhe hei&lt;br /&gt;real meaning:when u r mixed wif one kind of frenz, after awhile u will b like them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jing zhu zhe chi&lt;br /&gt;jing=near&lt;br /&gt;zhu=girl&lt;br /&gt;zhe=me&lt;br /&gt;chi=naked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means.. whenever im near a girl, im always naked.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid dar dar suan me.. =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115944694306757886?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115944694306757886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115944694306757886&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115944694306757886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115944694306757886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/joke-of-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115927321219514585</id><published>2006-09-26T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T20:20:12.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;actually got alot of things to post de..&lt;br /&gt;but i lazy..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..&lt;br /&gt;too bad..&lt;br /&gt;well exams coming le..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;all the best!! =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115927321219514585?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115927321219514585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115927321219514585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115927321219514585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115927321219514585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/hehes_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115857893702211882</id><published>2006-09-18T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T19:28:57.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aww.. hehes&lt;br /&gt;i study chi.. study study study..&lt;br /&gt;then in the end, forget everything..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. so cute lorh...&lt;br /&gt;nvm..&lt;br /&gt;now i recover from my sickness, now my bro tio le.. =S.. i spread de.. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;then this few so broed de. can koon.. haish.&lt;br /&gt;NOTHING TO DO...&lt;br /&gt;=((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115857893702211882?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115857893702211882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115857893702211882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115857893702211882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115857893702211882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/aww.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115832782624949364</id><published>2006-09-15T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T21:43:46.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahas..todae is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;woke up wif a slight fever.. eyes rather hot..&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. go school.. nvr bring full u coz i tot i wnt b attending NP.. yaya...&lt;br /&gt;then go school.. eh miracle..&lt;br /&gt;use thinking cells then no hot le.. hahahs.. then smsed my father ask him bring my u..&lt;br /&gt;haahs.. todae watched the ghost ship trailer.. cool leh.. trailer nia.. hahahas.. got girl ehem.. ehem..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after school.. balh blah.. went into the councillor room&lt;br /&gt;BOO!!&lt;br /&gt;COUNCILLOR SUCKS!!! their room so untidy... since no one here pack for them abit.. (for god sake.. wth), then a few of them came in.. diao me.. help them pack still diao me..&lt;br /&gt;then i before i made for the door.. i turned to the one close councillor and told him.. (wo kan bu xia councillor)&lt;br /&gt;hahahas.. then i walk out happy happy liaos.. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;then ate medi.. boom.. for that afternoon fever okie...&lt;br /&gt;then parade.. drills and campcraft.. sian lah. training for PROMO.. hahahas.. then teach sec1s..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then before we went.. saw NCDCC.. hahas.. they tio pump.. we down there luffing..&lt;br /&gt;then stupid jiahua.. think very fun.. go take his bottle.. then splash on my shirt.. purposely want me zhao geng.. 3rd time liaos..&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. he drank finished his bottle.. then he use my COLD de water.. spalsh on me.. so cold.. BRR.. summore aim that part.. the top part de.. got mirror image de tat one...&lt;br /&gt;then go into car.. papa scold me.. -.-.. hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;and for goodness sake.. now got one competition to do, and one proj to do.. wat the hell.. think we god eh.. proj cum comp.. summroe EXAMS. wth..&lt;br /&gt;blah.. BLAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115832782624949364?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115832782624949364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115832782624949364&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115832782624949364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115832782624949364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahas_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115822457965504268</id><published>2006-09-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T20:25:25.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish..&lt;br /&gt;being sick juz sucks..&lt;br /&gt;sucks sucks sucks!! =((..&lt;br /&gt;eee.. fever.. sai lah.. slp liaos wake up fever worst..&lt;br /&gt;ppl slp liaos wake up fever subside... wth..&lt;br /&gt;so weak.. then drop a glass cover.. lucky nvr brreak.. onli a few parts of it break nia..&lt;br /&gt;hahaas.. then now still can bah.. after shitting.. lols...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115822457965504268?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115822457965504268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115822457965504268&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115822457965504268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115822457965504268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/haish.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115772136947495143</id><published>2006-09-08T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T21:16:09.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;lalals.. bored bored.. so sian..&lt;br /&gt;nth to do.. audi zz.. my eyes split sia..&lt;br /&gt;lalalas..&lt;br /&gt;this afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;someone called me.. saying that.. eh.. the thingy hor.. cancelled liaos.. dots..&lt;br /&gt;effort + time.. in sewage liaos!! hahahas.. sad and happy..&lt;br /&gt;dnt know y.. hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;then a few days ago.. did a poem..&lt;br /&gt;since i have nth to post..&lt;br /&gt;i shall post the poem here ya??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;'Because Of You'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will not make the same mistakes that you did&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will not let myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cause my heart to break the way you did,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You fell so hard&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've learned the hard way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;To never let it get that far&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am afriad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I lose my way&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And it's not long before you point it out&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot cry&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because I know that;s weakness in your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm forced to fake&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A smile, a laugh everyday of my life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My heart can't possible break&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;When it wasn't even whole to start with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afriad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I watched you die&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I heard you cry every night in your sleep&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I was so young&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You should have known better than to lean on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You never thought of anyone else&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You just saw your pain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And now I cry in the middle of the night&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For the same damn thing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I never stray too far from the sidewalk&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around me&lt;br /&gt;Because of you&lt;br /&gt;I am afriad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't know how to let anyone else in&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm ashamed of my life because it's empty&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so nice rite.. hahahas.. i dnt know who the poet.. nvr write.. yep.. got time slowly figure out its meaning.. its very very meaningful.. it will make you feel sad after reading it...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115772136947495143?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115772136947495143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115772136947495143&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115772136947495143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115772136947495143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/hahahas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115763583951654621</id><published>2006-09-07T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:30:39.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I DON'T KNOW WHO THE FUCKING HELL LOG INTO MY MSN AND CHANGED MY NICK..&lt;br /&gt;FOR WHOEVER IT IS.. CAN'T U ASK FOR PERMISSION?!?!&lt;br /&gt;yaya..wadeva&lt;br /&gt;tiodae early in the morning went for a meeting wif qing feng..&lt;br /&gt;did the draft letter..&lt;br /&gt;great i juz realised tat i forgot to include most of the things.. so in the afternoon 4+ went hme and edit..&lt;br /&gt;after meeting qing feng is abt 12.. had lunch at mac.. continuously.. dam.. this whole week have been eating mac for lunch or brerakfast or dinner...&lt;br /&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;went to jiahua hse.. do the proposal thingy..&lt;br /&gt;wadeva.. all slack like siao.. i wasn't suppose to be doing.. and im actually doing..&lt;br /&gt;then go there sian diao half way.. its not my job and im actually doing for them..&lt;br /&gt;yaya.. wadeva... lalals..&lt;br /&gt;bored..&lt;br /&gt;then do.. justin did 3/4 of the job.. i did 1/5 of it.. wat the others do.. WATCH YOU TUBE!!.. ya?.. wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;du lan..&lt;br /&gt;then dinner. .waste so much $$$..&lt;br /&gt;my bro and i also du lan..&lt;br /&gt;but quite nice lah. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;yaya.. todae a du lan's day..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115763583951654621?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115763583951654621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115763583951654621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115763583951654621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115763583951654621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-know-who-fucking-hell-log-into.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115737589011263358</id><published>2006-09-04T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T21:18:10.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalals..&lt;br /&gt;boreded.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;todae did practically nth..&lt;br /&gt;onli read story book.. so nice.!.&lt;br /&gt;i rarely read books unless introed.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;yep..&lt;br /&gt;then now..&lt;br /&gt;great&lt;br /&gt;a bai chi thingy spreading arnd.&lt;br /&gt;steve irwin death?&lt;br /&gt;wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;ppl put turtle..&lt;br /&gt;then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you haven't heard already, Cheong Wei Siang(the Shuai Ge) is still living today on the 4th of September.  As a sign of respect for the Shuai Ge, plz  place a smile  at the Start of your MSN name, and forward this message on to other&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAME!&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. everybody put kays.. =))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115737589011263358?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115737589011263358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115737589011263358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115737589011263358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115737589011263358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/09/hehes-lalals.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115729134717336773</id><published>2006-09-03T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:53:38.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes... rather fun... or rather.. not bad lah..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;hahas..3oclock.. elton call me go watch superstar audition.. rite... meet at 3,30 or 3.45..&lt;br /&gt;i pia go bathe, pia to bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;then he call me..&lt;br /&gt;'eh weisiang, i still at home.. take ur time...'&lt;br /&gt;WTF... hahas.. nvm lorh... board the bus.. got air con.. rite. but no idea.. i still sweating like hell..&lt;br /&gt;great.. reach there at abt 3.33.. hahas.. saw ppl doing the flag day stuffs.. 3 bois came up to me..&lt;br /&gt;'excuse me.. can u donate..'&lt;br /&gt;another guy, 'wah.. like tat also can...' (his partner)&lt;br /&gt;then i gave a 50cent coin.. got the sticker..&lt;br /&gt;they walked away saying.. 'wah lao.. like tat also can..'&lt;br /&gt;LMAO&lt;br /&gt;waited elton till 4..&lt;br /&gt;great timing rite.. so puncture!!..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. then go watch the superstar audition.. wah lan eh,, crowded like sht.. i so short summore.. onli can c the head.. but then ppl come n go.. block my VIEW!! =.=!!&lt;br /&gt;then.. summroe we go there.. those xiao yuan superstar.. singing.. its towards the end lorh!! sai sia.. go there too late.. hahas.. too bad.. (teresa so white.. )&lt;br /&gt;eww.. yaya.. hahas.... then boom.. end liaos..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then the great great elton.. say he want to give me a surprise.. bring me to interchange.. then got onto bus 31.. tot he want to bring me to ness hse de.. but then smth so odd.. she got flag day.. summore she seldom let bois go her hse.. so odd.. then suddenly he tell me get off the bus.. duh.. near saint andrew there.. then i tot.. cannot b.. too far.. then walk walk walk..&lt;br /&gt;duh.. YUNING HSE.. wah.. summore zi ji song shang men de.. nvr ask..&lt;br /&gt;then go her hse.. great.. last time pri school tat time.. always past this palce.. then go up to the balcony and look down.. so odd de feeling. .hahas...&lt;br /&gt;her didi at home. GARY.. hahas.. so cute.. then go her room.. so mani toys.. =.=..&lt;br /&gt;ya.. then we go living room.. play cards..&lt;br /&gt;bfore tat.. i show them 'magic'.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;they tio stunned.. tot i got super mental power and eye power.. ..hahas.. can c thru the cards..&lt;br /&gt;then ltr after a long long long while.. miss yuning found out.. so clever lorh.. ELTON there still gong gong.. hahas.. so bai chi..&lt;br /&gt;then we played dai di..&lt;br /&gt;yaya.. then i won. .hehes.. won half of the games.. half of the games yuning won.. n elton won a pathetic 3 games onli..hehes..lallas.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;hee.. then hor when i giving out the cards.. i always win de leh.. lols.. like got xie things.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then palky play play.. play until 6.30. dots.. stopped liaos.. sian sian... hahas.. then elton keep squeezing me during the games..&lt;br /&gt;then now got red patch on my hands my body.. my neh.. he sai lah.. squeeze my neh.. pain leh.. not juz once.. then now got abit blue black.. dots..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat.. while waiting for yuning's mummy and didi..&lt;br /&gt;we went into her room.. played wif her soft toys..&lt;br /&gt;then the great GREAT GREAT GREAT Elton KOH KENG LONG.. throw the teddy bear into my face.. ouch.. pain pain.. sobs.!!. then eyes turned red.. then got a few drops of tears rolled down..&lt;br /&gt;actually i not crying.. but its the pain that made the tears rolled down. xD..&lt;br /&gt;hehes.. the abt 7+ her mummy reach her void deck. we go dwn   wif her.. and her papa and her small didi.. and her sec 2 didi. .waiting below also. .hahas..&lt;br /&gt;HER SEC 2 DIDI IS SAME AGE AS ME LEH.. and i dnt know..!!.. SUMMORE IN ATC!!.. wtf..&lt;br /&gt;hahas.. then i rmbered  after a while..&lt;br /&gt;then her daddy drove me and elton to potong pasir's coffee shop to eat.. below ps hse. .hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then me n elton so pai seh.. *blush blush*..&lt;br /&gt;then her mummy order the food.. order so much food... wah..&lt;br /&gt;then they nvr eat de.. coz her mummy tot we got eat.. so she order for us.. then its like so paiseh lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then while eating.. her mummy want me to call her jiejie.. tats wat she told elton last time.. great.. scoop a chicken for 'jiejie' and 'kor kor' (father). hahas,.. then  me and elton ate the chicken and rice quietly.. but elton tat type hou lian pi.. hahas. go kajiao.. yeayea..&lt;br /&gt;then we want pay jiejie de.. but she dnt want.. make us even malu..&lt;br /&gt;then we went hme.. wah..so paiseh..&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-10085407.post-115719903159310974</id><published>2006-09-02T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T20:10:31.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas..&lt;br /&gt;bored..&lt;br /&gt;sat sian.. nth to do..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;rite... how come everyone now like qian li zhi wai??&lt;br /&gt;for me i know like fei yu qing part nia.. opps.. no offence..hehes...&lt;br /&gt;but then.. since got qian li zhi wai.. sure got wan li zhi wai de rite..hahas.. so erm...&lt;br /&gt;y not i sing wan li zhi wai..&lt;br /&gt;then hor.. must got alot of ppl support leh..=X&lt;br /&gt;jkjk.. hahas... bleahs...&lt;br /&gt;then hor.. my bro go listen to the SHE song.. dnt know wat song de...&lt;br /&gt;then at the end got..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one day, a little girl wants to find her future&lt;br /&gt;so she went to the mountain top, and asked the sky&lt;br /&gt;"where's my future"&lt;br /&gt;just then, a little star replied,&lt;br /&gt;"sweetie, ur future is in ur hands"&lt;br /&gt;YES, our future is in our hands...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes.. since that our future in our hands.. therefore if we have a goal.. we must go for it..&lt;br /&gt;we shld not grab it tightly in our palms.. it will not just dissolve.. but will also nvr be found&lt;br /&gt;so, let us works towards our future !. ~&lt;br /&gt;i will not&lt;br /&gt;gi&lt;br /&gt;ve&lt;br /&gt;u&lt;br /&gt;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115719903159310974?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115719903159310974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;very sorry tho teachers.. i went empty handed.. =P..&lt;br /&gt;anw.. todae was quite fun and not quite fun..&lt;br /&gt;lets tok abt the fun one first..&lt;br /&gt;after school concert.. which was pretty lame.. but the air-con sooths e place.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;the wadeva ball thingy pass here pass there..so lame one.. then my class cheated.. open our legs big big and roll the balls under.. the rule was: one person passes the ball over the head, the nxt person under the legs. then over the head.. carry on for 20mins.. great.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;after celebration.. went to look for cher cher.. hahaa.s.. cannot find..=.=.. then lucky lucky saw cher walk passed... hehes.. then left one cher put in her cupboard.. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then went bak home.. bathe.. then papa fetch me =)..&lt;br /&gt;reached there.. zz.. raining.. stupid security guard.. diao me... grr&lt;br /&gt;went to canteen.. SAW GHIM JOO!!.. omg!~.. SO SHUAI!! ncc de.. got 8 packs and muscles.. hahas.. so so so so so so shuai lorh.. hehes.. then we 2 tried to smuggle up to the 2nd lvl... we got caught at first.. then we tried the backstage crew staircase..  =)).. went up.. then we ran into the toilet.. hehes.. then bell rang.. duh.. then children teacher everywhere.. hard to run.. summroe near the hall.. no choice but to go bak down..haas..&lt;br /&gt;then waited for cha cha, abi they all come.. wait so longgg.. THEN SAW PUTRI!!.. grr.. she so bad de!!.. ps me in school.. then meet them.. sobs!!..&lt;br /&gt;then mwe and ghim ghim walked to them as they were wa;lking to the school.. hahas.. play with cha cha.. we dance the 'chja cha dance'..  hehes.. jk... push him onto the road.. xD.. lols.. badie me..&lt;br /&gt;went to school canteen.. tok tok.. hahas.. then abi come.. pinch my cheek... grrr.. then i pull her hair... humpf.. and she got tricked by me alot of times.. pull her hair.. muahahas... then ppl gang bang me.. scout, ncc, robin, abi.. wah.. hehes.. lucky onli tio a few times nia.. ehehes.. lucky they nvr use full stre.. if not i realli die le.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then c miss hon.. miss hon say i short!! suan me say i shorter than her!! .. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then miss goh came.. hehes.. tok to her.. she so cute.. so observant also.. hehes.. very gd teacher lah.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat waited for bendemeer de.. hahasd.. so long.. went under the hdb block.. haish.. stupid security.. nb.. scold me.. diao me.. i diao bak.. then i turn away.. humpf.. so suky.. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then waited for vincent who made me drench in the rain for no reasons.. grr..&lt;br /&gt;yaya,, then went to the bus stop..&lt;br /&gt;actually gg wif abi they all de ... then vincent drag.. drag until they go ... then meet at bus stop.. then they dnt want go to ps.. -.-.. no choice. they go le.. then we go marina sq bowl.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;took 133 there.. long one.. then sat wif zong ying.. tok.. hehes.. he force me to reveal.. grr.. he took a knife and put on my neck.. jk... then blah... haish..&lt;br /&gt;yaya.. reach there..&lt;br /&gt;zz.. then went to the bowling place.. full.. muz wait.. so we went to eat first... hees.. nth to do there.. anihow craps.. yea.. then juz nice we go bak then our turn le.. hehes.. play one game.. which was so dam stupid.. hhahas.. got 3rd... sobs ... hehes.. the ball kan sai de.. hahaas..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat go home..&lt;br /&gt;hehes.. ness n mei xuan ps me.. sobs.. hahas.. jkjk..&lt;br /&gt;hehes.. quite enjoy bvah.. bcoz c old frenz... even tho dnt feel like gg out wif boon han they all.. but... wat elton say.. mian qiang.. lmao!!..&lt;br /&gt;so afteralll.. quite fun.. but i dnt know why i felt a lil bored.. hahas... dnt know...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115702826577115581?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115702826577115581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115702826577115581&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115702826577115581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115702826577115581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehes_31.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115693368549802887</id><published>2006-08-30T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T18:35:46.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>blah!&lt;br /&gt;WooT..&lt;br /&gt;pe lessons..&lt;br /&gt;hehes.. soccer.. fun lah.. nvr been this fun.. why?.. bcoz last time they nvr pass de.. now at least pass more.. hehes.. then erm. onli scored one goal lah.. that one tyco tyco de.. i got abt 4 shots leh.. 3 missed.. more than 3 i think.. dar dar keeper so pro.. but i also noob lah.. cannot chip the ball..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then bfore pe lesson..&lt;br /&gt;haish.. may it b my fault.. but let me say wat i want to say.. 1 week and 2 days..&lt;br /&gt;its enuff means enuff... u all may think that my words are heavy.. but.. if tat is wat u want me to say.. then i say it.. giv u all 1 week le leh!!. u all not juz dnt pass up.. nvm.. 'can we pass up tml plz...'.. great... monday nvm.. tues..nvm.. but todae last day lorh.. diaos.. hahas.  sorry lorh... if my words are too hurtful..but..haish...&lt;br /&gt;then after reccess was sci.. have to change bak to school uni.. joekrs are jokers.. washed there hands.. didn't dried it.. and press on my... my... n_p_l_s.... great.. transparent..??? not realli.. translucent.. hahas.. 2 jokers pull me bak to class.. my hands covering.. great.. attract everyone's attention..&lt;br /&gt;attract nvm.. gals come join in... they pulled my shirt.. pulled my back... pull and pull.. then zhao geng.. -.-.. purposely de..hahas.. so bad rite... nxt time.. my turn le... muaahahs.. OBVIOUS!!.. obvious~!~...&lt;br /&gt;hehes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115693368549802887?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115693368549802887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115693368549802887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115693368549802887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115693368549802887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/blah-woot.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115684754456777980</id><published>2006-08-29T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:32:24.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes.. ...&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!~&lt;br /&gt;can't believe it..&lt;br /&gt;so zun... omgosh~~&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. have been playing wif fortune teller for last few days and todae..&lt;br /&gt; even though i dnt believe.. but ... omg.. its so zun lorh...&lt;br /&gt;rite.. i forgot wats the last few dats fortune teller.. but i have got todae's.&lt;br /&gt;YTD: dnt get into envy, illusions... be reflective. and plan ur road ahead..&lt;br /&gt;smth like tat de...hahas.. my memory not otoo gd.=X&lt;br /&gt;todae's: put urself in order and find the inner balance. this is not the time to relax. clear up confused relationships&lt;br /&gt;and gues wat.. she replied teles wif my fortune teller! well.. i didn't saw it after i was online.. i didn't told her..&lt;br /&gt;her nick was: i finally found the strength to leave that all behind..&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;hahahs... so zun...&lt;br /&gt;yaya wadeva..&lt;br /&gt;haish.. came to think abt it...&lt;br /&gt;argh.. i think i need to go and c the doc for this whole mnth..=.=.. i think most likely i got symptoms of heart attk... or cancer?? lols..&lt;br /&gt;why?? bcoz like tat lorh... ha ha ha...&lt;br /&gt;lols. great.. anw.. she happi can le lah.. want leaves.. then very good.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;then i can go bak to flirt le.=)). yaya.. flirt.. ppl come near me.. i give them diao face.. they turn away liaos.. if not then matchmaker liaos.. haish..&lt;br /&gt;and joyce... thanks for helping.. but.. u shldn't hav did tat way.. not juz tat u will make me feel... but.. i dnt worth u sacri.......... its no pnt.. no way de... very sorri.. but also.. thanks alot...i appreciate that... thanks...&lt;br /&gt;and todae's school matter.. dnt feel lik racking up.. its.......&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i dnt think councillors is tat big deal..&lt;br /&gt;plz asked before u do anithing..&lt;br /&gt;sorri and thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115684754456777980?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115684754456777980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115684754456777980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115684754456777980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115684754456777980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehes_29.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115677390332757102</id><published>2006-08-28T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T22:05:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lols..&lt;br /&gt;great..&lt;br /&gt;lets start off wif replying..&lt;br /&gt;dai gai?i realli dnt get u..hahas.. ur dai gai got alot of things de...might not b wat i m thinking..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;yaya..'you will be sorry if im gone'... hah...dnt know lah..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blah...great.. awhile ago, sum1 juz smsed me..&lt;br /&gt;'WEI.. i so sad, u injure my darling, (.....), now i heartbroken, c lah, i cannot slp liaos..'&lt;br /&gt;smth like tat.. hahs.. ya..so erm... sori lorh.. dui bu qi lah... who call him want rape me.. but too bad.. i rape him.. then rape until he knock his head on the steps.. sori wors.. dnt cry.. i help u glue bak ur heat kays.. x).. i gd guy.. i alreadi bought the rite glue le.. bcoz i want to use de.. lmao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todae got inter-calss soccer match.. haish.. so sad.. cannot  play.. bcoz got some meeting.. GRr.. but anw.. thje score was 9-0.. so bad.. my class won, but aren;t they overboard?? A NIL!! wtf.. paly until so... haish.. they cannot even let a ball..&lt;br /&gt;yya..wadeva..&lt;br /&gt; stupid meeting.. then during the meeting, got laughter... yep.. one luff all luff.. crazy.. i couldn't control myself.. unlike last itme.. haish.. then mRs Tan zheng bao.. plz stop tapping ppl's shoulder.. i know u want to hug me.. but dnt need act act one rite.. not juz me.. almsot al the boys.. omg.. crazy.. think u too despo le... hahas... got ur j.... lerhs.. still want so casanova.. ltr he sad how..hahas.. JK&lt;br /&gt;then todae also the last day for my rice baby... aww. i miss him/her. not sure yet... but its a him.. hehes... so cute lorh... juz took a pic of it..hehes.. ji nian..lols..&lt;br /&gt;then todae glad glad sick wors.. lols.. zz..&lt;br /&gt;great in comp lab.. buwee me nia.. i no need a matchmaker.. hehes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115677390332757102?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115677390332757102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115677390332757102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115677390332757102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115677390332757102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/lols.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115669013300140626</id><published>2006-08-27T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T22:50:36.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haish...&lt;br /&gt;1hr and 15mins more!!! ARGH!!! JUST CAN'T ................. GRR!!&lt;br /&gt;=((((((((((&lt;br /&gt;WHY?!?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;HAISH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;=(.. awww...i want to ..... haish.....&lt;br /&gt;=((((&lt;br /&gt;DAM !!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115669013300140626?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115669013300140626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115669013300140626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115669013300140626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115669013300140626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/haish_27.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115668170442470532</id><published>2006-08-27T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:28:24.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. hehew.. as what i m always.. a day after...&lt;br /&gt;hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..&lt;br /&gt;ytd.. got parade..&lt;br /&gt;8-12.30..&lt;br /&gt;sian so long..&lt;br /&gt;but the most interesting de.. is still ..&lt;br /&gt;JAPANESE CULTURE!!&lt;br /&gt;wee~~ hehes.. cool cool... go there bai swee.. hahas.. but then.during the ceremony.. the band play wrongly!! mauhahas!! so MILITARY BAND JUz... ... hahas... jk.. the band nvr play double tab earlier... then the whole thing cock up.. npcc the first contigent to march pass.. hmm.. then march halfway liaos.. the music then come in..lmao.. so lame lorh... so malu also..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then blah balh..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then got ceremony.. badges de.. hmm..  got 2 badges lorh.. sana and total def.. hehes.. so longl e..  total def badge alreadi gotten last yr le.. but now then get..so lame...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat.. during parade...drills drills drills.. eww..&lt;br /&gt;take squad.. =(.. nco say i nervous.. not juz this parade leh.. sobs.. but the thing is tat.. i dnt know where to stand nia.. =X.. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat got song session.. alreadi half dead le..&lt;br /&gt;me weak mah.. no choice ..xD. during song session got friendship dance.. the sec1s learnt ..hehes. then went to the mid of the parade square.. then we do that.. hahas.. sadly no chio bu in npcc.. =(.. hahas.. then gal boi gal boi..blah..&lt;br /&gt;then after tat.. got meeeting..alalsl. .meet ... meet.. then go makan,.then 3+!!&lt;br /&gt;WOOT.. then reach home arnd 3.30.. hehes. lucky mummy nvr go out... if not i couldn't stay bak so late..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then at nite.. duh..&lt;br /&gt;BORED.. then while i was palying.. miss joy-ce smsed me.. right.. then blah.. tok lame stuffs.. more to the coun..... side..lols.. find new ones?? nah.. 2 ppl say to me le.. duh.. same phrase.. sai lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todae nth realli happened lorh.. onli boredom.. =)..&lt;br /&gt;then todae also last day.. LEFT 4 HOURS FROM NOW TO......&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;then yaya.. to b exact... 3hrs and 26 mins..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;bleahs ..&lt;br /&gt;bored!!&lt;br /&gt;haish.. =((((((((((((((((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115668170442470532?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115668170442470532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115668170442470532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115668170442470532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115668170442470532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115650836180433382</id><published>2006-08-25T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T20:19:23.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes.. 3 days nvr update..blah.. =X&lt;br /&gt;lalals...&lt;br /&gt;hm.. on wed..&lt;br /&gt;VP-vice principal went into my class de sci lesson..&lt;br /&gt;c us play play around..hehehes.. teacher also show us 2 experiment.. one coca-cola plus mentoes,another water wif erm.. sum acid or some kinda explosive stuffs..&lt;br /&gt;coca-cola.. fun fun..foutain.. cher put one roll..hehes.. not very high tho..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then i saw bfore anw.. then my frenz also knew.. so he keep pestering the teacher to eat the sweets in the coca-cola bottle.. hehes.. lalals.. wonder wat happen..find out urself.. =)&lt;br /&gt;then the explosive stuffs.. at first cher put small small piece.. then poof.. smoke came out.. if im not wrong.. hydrogen??!!&lt;br /&gt;then after tat.. my class kajiao.. call teacher put a bigger piece.. since vp there.. no choice.. muz  cheng quan..hahas.. SHIOK..&lt;br /&gt;then put inside water....&lt;br /&gt;1sec....2secs...3secs... BOOM!!&lt;br /&gt;FIRE!!&lt;br /&gt;like volcano spitting out lava.. sort of.. into the air... a small flame.. hehes... 20cm above the water surface?? COOL eh... then alot of smoke.. blow into our faces.. pui.. cannot breathe.. breathe all the pungent smell.h.ahs.. no oxygen.. so sad no gals fainted..opps.. =X&lt;br /&gt;then do some experiments.. mixing..blah blah.. lame stuffs..  then made observations..&lt;br /&gt;then bfore leson ends..&lt;br /&gt;WEISIANG.. can u tell me what u observe from wadeva acid..if i didn't rmb wrongly.. its solid baking soda with ... sulphuric or wadeva... ehhehes..&lt;br /&gt;yea.. as my observations skilsl are noob.. i stammered.. -.-.. so lame.. summore vpnoe my bro de.. my bro bro pro in sci.then i so noob.. SO MALU.. sobs.. hehes.. TEACHER SABO ME!! HUMPF.. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then ytd.. hmm.. cher cher ms chan say cher day celebration muz stay bak..sobbies..muz complete lesson...duh~..hahas.. aWW so sad eh..hehes...then during chi lesson.. rite.. 2nd and 3rd period of the day.. hmm.. i overheard sum1 saying to the person infront of me ... ' SO OBVIOUS' ...hahas.. as im so clever..i knew wat was happening.. it was her. ehem.. she wore a ehem.. then.. i told her.. 'ya lorh...so obvious'.. then she malu.. lols.. lmao.. after lesson..walk together to hist lesson... then she say.. 'no choice wat..'&lt;br /&gt;i say' dnt wear lah' ...&lt;br /&gt;then squeeze my neck..aww.. nxt time muz find gf also cannot find those violent de.. if not my neck sure break sooner or ltr de.. then todae she say.. 'not obvious rite..' ..-.-.. so byl de.. omg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then todae.. EHEM.. ELTON gr.. early in the morning... go to my class there.. tok to me..&lt;br /&gt;tok lorh..wat he did every morning anw..hehes.. then.. borrowed a marker from mr ashwin nath chatterji who gave him so willingly.. grr.. he wrote 4 words on my different fingers of my left hand.. rite.. tat was a permanent marker... grr.. then i tried to rub it off..cannot.. then during morning assembly.. muz stand wif my fingers covered.. ltr ppl bhind c..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then monitors and monitress got briefing..on SYF.. grr.. NPCC no gifts leh!! actually got lah.. t-shirts.. but for all the other participants.. they got free gifts.. so not fair..hahas.. =PpP..lalals&lt;br /&gt;then at 9am  got jap thingy.. went to hall...wait for jap to come..hehes.. wait till 9.30... they came.. rite...&lt;br /&gt;NO CHIO BU!!&lt;br /&gt;NO SHUAI GE!!&lt;br /&gt;WAT THE  h...  hahas.. i tot jap alot of chio bu de&lt;br /&gt;@#$%&lt;br /&gt;hehes... then c performance.. lalals.. bored.. but onli one thing interesting.. when the jap performed for us.. the gals skirt flew.. WEE~ ya rite.. they wore tight purple pants under their skirts..aww.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah.. nth much happened.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;tml got japanese culture thingy an d parade.. haish..sian.. &lt;br /&gt;japanese culture.. march march.. then blah blah.. bored de..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;parade..sian..hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115650836180433382?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115650836180433382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115650836180433382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115650836180433382'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;so lame lorh.. so cold de.. same as me..tsktskts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then wencong.. duh.. he sai lah.. bcoz me.. i not worth your support or ur ren qing eh..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;i will pay u bak de..but how..i dnt know..&lt;br /&gt;wat u want..u want my ass? ..hahas..tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;bleahs..&lt;br /&gt;but thx lah.. anw.. still prefer normal conver..hehes.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;and i changed also got reasons de..&lt;br /&gt;not juz tat.......ehem..&lt;br /&gt;also bcoz of too mani ppl knowing my blog mah..hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115625661368130177?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115625661368130177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;http://www.iStrology.com/love/?o=975490749&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115624911342916641?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115624911342916641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115624911342916641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115624911342916641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115624911342916641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/cool-stuffs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage 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wadeva lorh..&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;very very sad..&lt;br /&gt;elton says: " fine new one lah..."&lt;br /&gt;ME: No WAY!.. never..&lt;br /&gt;why???&lt;br /&gt;once bitten twice shy lorh...&lt;br /&gt;haish..&lt;br /&gt;very sad lah..sobs..&lt;br /&gt;want to cry liaos.. n once i cry..means...&lt;br /&gt;ha....ha.....ha....ha...&lt;br /&gt;haish... =((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115616822274898047?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115616822274898047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115616822274898047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;yaya...&lt;br /&gt;then hmm..&lt;br /&gt;school lessons... nth lah..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then after school...&lt;br /&gt;soccer match..&lt;br /&gt;haish.. sorri eh.. my fault.. but actually.. not totally my fault lah.=X&lt;br /&gt;the stupid 2T2 ppl come..kjajiao nia..interclass game.. act dua..play so rough..NABEI sia..&lt;br /&gt;too bad..i have to scold in blog.. bcoz they gangster..scold them = die..zz so...&lt;br /&gt;tat makes me seems so scaredy cat..hahas.. too bad.. dnt try to cr8 trouble..hhas..&lt;br /&gt;then at the end.. 3-1..haish.. my fault lah.. actually can 3-2.. but then tat one..i tot gg to end le.. so i dnt give a dam.. slowly play..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;but anw.. they play dam rough lah.. hit twice on my chests.. my chests pain liaos lorh.. ass sia.. then kik my right leg, elbow my left hand... hit my stomach.. i nvr even hit them lorh.. except for one..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;ya lah..wadeva lah..&lt;br /&gt;stupid game jiu dui le..hahas..&lt;div 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115608213733221115</id><published>2006-08-20T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T21:55:37.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hahas...&lt;br /&gt;todae..erm..&lt;br /&gt;nth realli happened much...&lt;br /&gt;went for lesson todae..&lt;br /&gt;then i my bus card no money.. board the bus.. uncle diao me.why i use coin.. then he ask me do smth..then i dnty know wat the hlel he toknig at first lorh.. then inside my brain..i feel like scolding him sia..&lt;br /&gt;then at the end.. wat he meant was actualy, 'plz show me ur bus card'...&lt;br /&gt; WOOT THE F...hahas..then go for lesson..boring..then come out..yawns..go bak home&lt;br /&gt;but since my bus card no money..i made my way to j8.. then went to top up my card..then went home.. so pathetic.. juz for topping up my cardi went to j8..ahas.. ...&lt;br /&gt;then go home.sian sian..&lt;br /&gt;yawns boring.but now..&lt;br /&gt;erm.. met a new frenz lah.. mwiss prawnie. ..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..quite cute lah. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then so boring..yawns..&lt;br /&gt;then now which is now..&lt;br /&gt;then now lorh..&lt;br /&gt;now then now lah.. wat u want me do now..&lt;br /&gt;i doing nth now lorh..duh.~ ..hhaha.s.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115608213733221115?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115608213733221115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115608213733221115&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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(ya rite..i m always 1 day back).&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. didn't wanted to go actually.. but then hmm.. since i so bored..so i go lorh..&lt;br /&gt;then erm.. very sorry tat day bah.. sorry to all.. may it be tat .. may it be this.. but i know why..&lt;br /&gt;hmm...hhh got performance.. got 7th??..hehes.. not bad le lah.. even tho he could get 3rd de..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then erm... after performance cut cake outside the sports hall...&lt;br /&gt;haish..i dnt know why.. but of coz i know why.. sudden;y got a 'mood swing' ...&lt;br /&gt;wanted to cry...but.. luckily no tears come out.. my 'tissues' of my eyes wiped them off ..&lt;br /&gt;but actually.. i alreadi wanted to cry bfore le... haish... y..i know why..but no one knows why.. onli elton knows why.. why? bcoz he my gd frenz... sigh..&lt;br /&gt;anw..JASELINE, thx for helping..but dnt help to that extend whereby it seems tat everyone 'de jiu' me.. its not their fault lorh..its mine..even tho they r at fault.. but not reali lahs..&lt;br /&gt;dar dar say im sensitive to... yep i m... sori eh dar.. -.-..&lt;br /&gt;and lastly.. sorri SANDY.. for destroying ur 'early bdae mood'..&lt;br /&gt;but anw..&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BDAE SANDY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115598739552302018?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115598739552302018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115598739552302018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115598739552302018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115598739552302018'/><link rel='alternate' 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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-10085407.post-115582278564691520</id><published>2006-08-17T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T22:05:23.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'got' is here&lt;br /&gt;and 'got' became 'god'&lt;br /&gt;and when 'god' became 'god'&lt;br /&gt;the 'god' went godlike&lt;br /&gt;and when it went godlike, it gave out godlight&lt;br /&gt;when it gave out godlight, the people lives with pride&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WEE~~ im god!&lt;br /&gt;i gave out godlight&lt;br /&gt;and give ppl pride&lt;br /&gt;wif pride, ppl went for a ride&lt;br /&gt;on the ride, they write and write&lt;br /&gt;after they write, the turned right.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tuirning right, they know they r right&lt;br /&gt;being right, and on the torchlight&lt;br /&gt;having the torchlight, they could do without thje moonlight&lt;br /&gt;seeing the moon in the sky, it makes me think of sunlight.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since the sunlight is ther, it makes the earth so bright&lt;br /&gt;on the bright earth, we should look on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;but on the bright side, i also saw ppl bribe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ppl bribe otherthey became other ppl's bride&lt;br /&gt;being his bride, they went for a hike&lt;br /&gt;through the forests the hike, till the owls hide&lt;br /&gt;coming oujt from their hide, they saw a huge tide&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards them was a huge tide, and it blows until their thigh&lt;br /&gt;with the tide on their thigh, they walk along with their sides.&lt;br /&gt;coming out of the tides, they reach the seaside&lt;br /&gt;on the seaside, they took out their spice&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with their spice, they added onto the pies.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OMg.. my lit poem sure pass de..if i wrote tat in the test.hehes..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115582278564691520?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115582278564691520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115582278564691520&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115582278564691520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115582278564691520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/got-is-here-and-got-became-god-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115582188162518106</id><published>2006-08-17T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:38:01.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes.. nth to post actually...&lt;br /&gt;but anw.. the code is just for fun de.. and miss BROKO... u dnt anihow say say hor..ltr hor.. ur ehem.. sure die one lorh...like todae ur teddy bear tio hung by mr yeo.. then dead le lorh..become hang man teddy.. so cute.. hanged teddy red colour de summore..&lt;br /&gt;key chain..lols..&lt;br /&gt;anw.. tat elton koh hor..very donkey de leh.. grr.. play me leh..GRR.. then in the end he tell me.. 'actually hor.. i also dnt know why i angry..' ..wah lao..cold wars.. zz.. as i have said..lucky u not my gf..if not i realli cry like sht liaos..lols..&lt;br /&gt;then todae..hmm.. dnt know why.. mood quite gd bah..hahas.. mood swing?? lols.. mood wings lah..&lt;br /&gt;then erm...&lt;br /&gt;todae after skool go out eat wif dar dar they all..&lt;br /&gt;z.. i like one extra kia..stand bhind them n walk.. hhehes.. but nvm lah..juz go chou chou re nao nia..zz .. then eat wadeva thai dish.. 2 meat 1 vege=$3.. so exp.zz..&lt;br /&gt;then hor nvm..eat liaos..i so full..my frenz still go buy other stuffs n eat lorh..wah.. they pro.. hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then go home paly wc3 wif elton koh.. hehes.. so lame..bored games..yawns... but as we know..&lt;br /&gt;bored games=board games..&lt;br /&gt;so we love playing 'board games' ..hehehes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115582188162518106?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115582188162518106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115582188162518106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115582188162518106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115582188162518106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehes_17.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115555758875405888</id><published>2006-08-14T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T20:13:08.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;compare with songs??? no..?? i know u all know more songs than me lah..coz i nvr hear rite..sobx..buweee me nia..sing to me.. but quite touched lah..onli that u all zhao xi-ang..hahas.. nvm lah..i also..heehes..&lt;br /&gt;lols, since jiayi loves to sing so much... i guarantee his songs will make his gf (if he has one) very touched de... very soon will fall in love.. (when i fall in love.... 'tsktsk, wadeva song..hees..)&lt;br /&gt;kiss goodbye lah, FIR lah (wo men de ai), yue liang dai biao wo de xin lah, ni zhen me she de wo nan guo lah, n blah blah..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;so cute lorh.! want to suan me..ltr suan himself.. hehes..want to say dnt want to say...hehes..=X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..tat one is happy part..now come sad part..duh.. as we know...our life is up n down.. there r bad things and good things.. so i think my life is like a quadratic graph.. *act cute*.. ehem.. 'teacher say y=ax(sq)+bx+c is a u-shape graph, and y=-ax(sq)+bx+c is a inverted u-shape graph...so hor..i think hor..i belows to the u-shape graph leh..u know hor... inverted u means positive mah..but hor got too mani negatives for me lorh..so i think hor i belongs there lorh..hehes..'&lt;br /&gt;then hor..u ask me y i so sad hor..is bcoz hor..someone ignore me leh.. then he say 'nope'... then i... woot???.. u look at me. then u look away..so bad de..i want tok to u..u go tok to other ppl..sobx..lucky u not girl..if not i reali realli heartbreak liaos..tsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;then hor.. i daydream in clas leh..dots..lucky nvr get caught..lalalalalas..~ daydream of who neh..i also dnt know..lols...then hor... my eyes dam pain.. i think too tired bah..sobbies.. mwuammie juz came bak from china ytd...hehes... bought me squirrel de toy toy.. now i got greenie and the toy toy liaos.. hehes.. then hor..erm...forget wat le..nvm...&lt;br /&gt;tml doing 'rice' baby...RICK SARKS?? lols.. still rmb the dp..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;haish..so this month..unlucky mnth..tsktsk..hehehes.. haish..hehe until i duh...cannot hehe liaos... hehe more my heart beat even faster... i think sooner of ltr my blood vessels will burst.. my brain will b full of blood.. sobs..then i will blackout, then worst come to worst comma, then worst come to worst paralyze, and if worst... then i die..WEE~ hehes... (argh...bth...too mani hehe le..)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115555758875405888?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115555758875405888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115555758875405888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115555758875405888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115555758875405888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115539685618730890</id><published>2006-08-12T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:37:19.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The different versions....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;br /&gt;going out, wif jiahua, make me think, of faeces, everyday, go to toilet, c jiahua....in the....toilet bowl!&lt;br /&gt;2)&lt;br /&gt;looking in, to the mirror, make me think, of faeces, me myself, goes to toilet, there we have...a pile of...shit ~&lt;br /&gt;3)&lt;br /&gt;playing comp, get addicted, tok to gf, on msn, c her wif, another guy, there we go....destroy the...computer!~&lt;br /&gt;4)&lt;br /&gt;toking to, jiahua, c her wif, brokox, i took a, plastic bag, and vomitted....inside....it.~&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;br /&gt;saying sorry, its not an excuse, bcoz sorry, is just a word. sorry means, nothing, but realli....very.....sorry.....~&lt;br /&gt;6)&lt;br /&gt;gg to, cinema, wif my gf, sitting bside me, got one man, came bside her, and touch her....and touch her.....and otuch her her her~~&lt;br /&gt;7)&lt;br /&gt;calling dear, itsn't a tough matter, it onli means, that gal is dear. if we pronounce, wrongly, it will be...calling....DEER ~..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thas for now..anw..its a song..edited.. so if u dnt know wat it means..dnt bother..hehes..^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115539685618730890?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115539685618730890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115539685618730890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115539685618730890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115539685618730890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/different-versions.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115539201005493298</id><published>2006-08-12T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T22:13:30.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehs...todae MWUAMIIE BDAY CELEbRATION!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUN FUN!!xD&lt;br /&gt;got abt 17 or 16 ppl bah...hehehes...4 sec 2s, the others sec 4s!..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning...10am, we meet at bishan mrt..bcoz 2 of us staying there..so we tot that it wld b a greater palce to meet.&lt;br /&gt;then we go plaze singapura...so empty..no ppl there de...then shop also haven open..some shops half open..&lt;br /&gt;we walk around plaze singapura TWICE...for 45mins..and we sees nth intersting to us...then we go back to a gift shop...so mani soft toys there.. mwe frenz picked one hand puppet up..so cute lorh!!..my frenz go imitate the sound...'Hie, im WJW, im made of jiahua (one hand raise), weisiang (second hand raise), and JUSTIN! (then the head shakes like the ecstacy's effect is taking palce). SO CUTE!!..omg~..so we bought that for MWUAMMIE's BDAY PREZZIE!!!..&lt;br /&gt;then 11.30am, met at pizza hut. use puuppet say happy bday to mwuammie...actually we planned somthing else..but mr shuai ge justin dnt dare do.. hahas..so sad lorh...&lt;br /&gt;then makan makan makan...mwe and justin makan onli 1 and a half piece of pizza!!wee~..but then the organiser worst..1 pizza nia..so sad..summore pay the most bcoz of miscalculations..&lt;br /&gt;wat a waste lah..each person = $7..(gd enuff for one meal each...)&lt;br /&gt;hehes..but then she say '1 for all, all for 1'.. i really nth to say..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then paly the puppet...jiahua play, then want to grab my face wif the puppet..then he missed!! his thumb went into my eyes...then i couldn't open my eyes for a short period of time..hehes..now still pain..&lt;br /&gt;then we go bowl bowl...zz..too bad its passed 4+..so the price was higher..WTH..hahas..waste money.. bowl bowl bowl..sian...onli one strike..sigh...alot of zeroes...long gao... mayb bcoz the tile or flooor or wadeva too smooth bah..our balls will go sideways.. all right..its the bowling balls..not our 'balls'..&lt;br /&gt;then we go makan at TPC... we tok tok tok...tok craps all the way..so fun lorh...its like every second luffing...non stop..&lt;br /&gt;ate at long john silver...then we were toking abt npcc stuffs...saying abt how sux other skools are..then little did we notice that saint andrew is onli sitting bside us.. we spotted them onli after our meals where we were toknig for fun... then we were like malu.. bfore we leave..we dnt even dare to look at them..lols..~&lt;br /&gt;then we go walk around.. and we went... KIDDY PALACE!! WOOT!! SOFT TOYS ON THE SHELVES!! ALL RIGHT, THIS WAS THE MAIN FUN PLACE FOR THE DAY. 'HEY SMALL GAL (zheng bao), ARE U LOST??' BCOZ SHE WAS PLAYING WIF THE TOYS...then we were like calling each other as toys.. or cartoons we can c...so fun lorh... then the ELEPHANTS.. ahahas..frenz say the 'thing' grow at the front..wOOt.. summore can steam whenever they like. summore can twist. then go to the back between the legs.. so much of 'freedom'..&lt;br /&gt;then we sat the kiddy playground.. watch kids play the slides and 'small house'. got one older gal trying to squeeze into the house using the windows..at first we tot she stucked..but..unfortunately..she went in..hahas..then my frenz went sitting there.. SEEING PPL ZHAO GENG..small kids also dnt fang guo...even though i &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;saw &lt;/span&gt;a few...but i dnt dare to carry on seeing man..i almost 'mian bi si guo'..-.-..face the wall and luffl like sai...&lt;br /&gt;then go ntuc... bcoz shermin need to buy a ribena bottle for her waadeva...hehes.. then saw the wadeva hippo... the fatt liaos then got nice smell..put in wardrobes de.. then go suan ppl... wah 'zheng bao, how come u so cute...fatt liaos got perfume smell.hahas....'&lt;br /&gt;quite kool lah..fun..then after that we went home..if not sure tio meh...&lt;br /&gt;then hor..i remembered that my national library book is dued!!..aww!!.. need to pay fine liaos..zz.. hahaas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115539201005493298?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115530626022053061</id><published>2006-08-11T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:24:20.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why always i do wrong things de...duh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i realli got no idea...i dnt c why i shldn't, or why couldn't i...i really really dnt understand at all...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i just dnt understand y u suddenly so angry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then say so disappointed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;why couldn't i???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;im still wondering why..why u dnt wanna me to say it...i realli realli have no idea wat r u trying to mean...you juz dnt tell me...you nvr tells me..u nvr tells me anithing...no matter how i ask..u juz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;then after u tell me..i told ....but..why not???concern nia mah...so i ask lorh...haish..ok lorhs...nxt time dnt want tell then dnt want tell bah...i wnt force u le......its okie.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y so complicated..?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can't we hav a simple life???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;what's in ur heart juz say it man..whats there to keep..the more u keep, the more u r heavy wif...u will eventually breakdown one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ytd...i told my frenz abt what happen..u know...having sum1 to share ur sorrow juz seems as tho u r let out a bird cage...u can feel the wind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i guess im writing on the blog...juz as tho im treating this as my frenz...but i dnt know y...ppl get misunderstood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;just hope that.....ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115530626022053061?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115530626022053061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115530626022053061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115530626022053061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rotting rotting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes...&lt;br /&gt;It is juz VERY VERY BORED!!lalals..&lt;br /&gt;hm..ytd went to c fireworks..&lt;br /&gt;then in the end..we c black sky...so nice...&lt;br /&gt;hehes...then saw my frenz...sso disappointing. no fireworks..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;haish...then after tat dnt know go where..zz..&lt;br /&gt;then balh blah blah black faces..-.-..&lt;br /&gt;lthen sigh sigh sigh sigh sigh...(sensored)....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that me n bro n his frenz went out to makan...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat go home..so bo liao lorh...zz...i know i dnt go out...&lt;br /&gt;then then then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haish..todae...&lt;br /&gt;erm...&lt;br /&gt;sum1 reject me so mani times le lorh..duh...&lt;br /&gt;then dnt want &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;go out wif me..but in the end still go out...wt...haish.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm bah...sighs............................&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-10085407.post-115504191972673658</id><published>2006-08-08T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:58:39.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im wonder why..have been blogging this few days..&lt;br /&gt;i think im abit crazy eh...hahas...&lt;br /&gt;haish..juz now evening...to now...&lt;br /&gt;i dnt know why..my heartbeat has incrase tremendously..its so fast...&lt;br /&gt;bouncing like no body's business...&lt;br /&gt;chest abit pain sia juz now...'bounce' too fast le...zzz..&lt;br /&gt;i dnt need that blood anw...neither do i have poison blood to be replaced by new blood..&lt;br /&gt;i dnt know why..juz feel something wrong..or something is gg to happen...i realli have no no no idea...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps its...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps that...&lt;br /&gt;perhaps...&lt;br /&gt;but its impossible...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i shouldn't think that much eh.....argh...&lt;br /&gt;play audition to calm myself down de..but in the end..the heartbeat increase..wOOt the f...&lt;br /&gt;then bfore that go play electone..calm down abit..then bak to comp..uh..increase again..sux...&lt;br /&gt;now still 'bouncing'...hmm...i wonder why...perhaps bah..perhaps.....&lt;br /&gt;nvm..shldn't think so much..argh...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...needa settle np stuffs....haish....&lt;br /&gt;todae morning i also went out wif elton,yuning, yong siong, and one of yuning's frenz..quite fun lah..at least they will tok..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;then elton snatched my phone sms 'i love u'...to someone..tsktsk...then i took his phone sms 'i love u' to the same person also..lols..then he dnt want give me bak my phone...i need to go n dip my hand into his pockets..which was unsuccessful..then i hold up his legs...gg to topple tat type of style de...then after SEVERAL tries..finalyl gave bak my phone..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;it was fun lah..gg out wif someone who at least tok...even tho i seldom tok...onli when things comes to my mind then i tok...&lt;br /&gt;haish...now sian sian ...mood bored...&lt;br /&gt;100% boredom..&lt;br /&gt;101% sian&lt;br /&gt;102% i want to die&lt;br /&gt;103% i want to end my life out of boredom??? or..???&lt;br /&gt;104% i want....&lt;br /&gt;105% erm...fun time bah..hahas..in hell??heaven???i think i shld go hell..im so evil..xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115504191972673658?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115504191972673658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115504191972673658&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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also ehem...&lt;br /&gt;so sian...summore wait for ppl to join game game..so long...&lt;br /&gt;sians diaos..realli nth to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw..todae's the school's performance..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't realli gd as compared to last time...&lt;br /&gt;but the special thing abt todae's celebration was singing along..&lt;br /&gt;but of coz it sucks to the core..&lt;br /&gt;no one participates in the singing..no one bothers..no one dare..&lt;br /&gt;onli after elton's class..4e2 stood up as a whole class and sang...kool  eh..&lt;br /&gt;then everyone also join in...&lt;br /&gt;at first i c liaos i diao...&lt;br /&gt;then ltr i pull my frenz upp..hehes..he handicap..then it seems as though im forcing him to stand up...pulling both his hands ..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then no one dares to sing..onli a few...but then got teacher sing leh..teacher so pro...nice voice..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then hmm..pretty kool lah..wushu..&lt;br /&gt;then others juz sucks..&lt;br /&gt;hahas...=X..no racism..opps..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehes..&lt;br /&gt;sian..tml national day..i think i gg to rot at home also ler...yawns..hehes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115502410247735983?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115502410247735983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115502410247735983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115502410247735983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115502410247735983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115483197434762561</id><published>2006-08-06T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T10:39:34.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so it was a bad ending har...haish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haish..wwhy does it have to be this way...u always kept secrets from me...but i always tell u wats on my mind. even those which may hurt, but i dnt like to keep secrets from... ehem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but do u know that i tell u, bcoz i have a reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i tell u bcoz i want u to know everything, bcoz i tot that u will know and understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;y didn't u tell me first..last mnth..do u know why i didn't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;bcoz i dnt wanna creates misunderstanding..i prefer knowing the truth first&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u asked me do i really reayll do, i tell u i really do for so mani times..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i didn't ask u whether u really erally do, thats bcoz i know u wnt tell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;since that ur very gd frenz told me, so y kept it in urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;u could have told me...but u didn't...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;so do u really rewally do???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ireally really 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115478912850997630</id><published>2006-08-05T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T19:38:22.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO ness baby sis (nicholina)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO WEN CONG&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO YU NING (6 august)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARLY EARLY BIRTHDAY TO MING LIANG (great grandpapa, 7 august)&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARLY x2 BIRHTDAY TO SIN EE&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SINGAPORE!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY EARLY x5 BIRTHDAY TO SHUQI cum QING FENG(grandmama, 10august)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mwe--3aug&lt;br /&gt;baby sis--4aug&lt;br /&gt;wencong--5aug&lt;br /&gt;yu ning-6aug&lt;br /&gt;ming liang--7aug&lt;br /&gt;sin ee--8aug&lt;br /&gt;Singapore!!--9aug&lt;br /&gt;shu qi--10aug&lt;br /&gt;hehes..all so qiao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115478912850997630?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115478912850997630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115478912850997630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115478912850997630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115478912850997630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehes_05.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115469109556117086</id><published>2006-08-04T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T20:10:43.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes..&lt;br /&gt;eh..i juz realised that.i always post on sumthing which happened a day ago..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..ytd was my bdae...had a great time..xD..thanks to those...^^.&lt;br /&gt;during school time...got a few still rmb my bdae lah..so touching..hahas..summore got bdae prezzie..wasn't hoping for one..even tho i know sum of them knows...&lt;br /&gt;thanks to those 2 gals...xinyu and shuling..for ur nice pencil box...which i think i still prefer taking my old pencil box..sorry..&lt;br /&gt;then for the day..hsit lesson was the most fun lesson for the day...&lt;br /&gt;or rather so bah..bcoz got gd news mah..gd news=happie mah...&lt;br /&gt;ltr bcome &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;nes...(excuse=my 'w' got prob..wahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 24/25 for hist proj...mainly bcoz it was a comedy...but then hor..after we left..teacher show other class hor say bad words bhind us leh..want say say infront of us lah..-.-..i dnt know wat he say..but wadeva lorh..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;cher cher c my proj le..call me ah ma..which shld b ah GONG..im not a woman kays!zz..hehs...&lt;br /&gt;then after school...waited for elton...30mins-45mins..hehes..then go meet ness at bss with a big box of prezzie...a card plus a soft toy..(which im holding now while typing..no idea why i holding also..)&lt;br /&gt;after that went bowling...call dar dar come dwn!!..dar so cute...&lt;br /&gt;he wore de pants so low....then we played wrestling or wadeva lahs..like fighting.pushing one person to the ground then ehem...then they want sabo me want me to c gal up skirt..but too bad..i not so pervert go look...anw..TO DAR (if he knows i have this blog..but dnt tell him if he doesn't know): im not so pervert to c ppl upskirt..and if i c liaos..i will say de..no need didi say i go c de wen i say i didn't...&lt;br /&gt;hehes..then play play paly...then saw dar zhao geng..BLUE LEH..with so mani CARTOONS on his ehem...so CUTE lorh..omg~...at first i tot was his pants..then i took a closer look..opps=XxX..hehes...&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to makan at ps...i dnt know why they go there..but i tink bcoz wencong want play arcade bah...since his bdae on sat...im not gg out wif him since he got his ehem...jk..then go bah...the least i can do to make him happi tho &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i hate arcades&lt;/span&gt;...but sadly, we got chased out by the worker there bcoz of our skool shorts and skirts..aww...so we go makan at KFC...&lt;br /&gt;then hor..while eating hor..someone hor...promised me hor...want to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SW&lt;/span&gt; wif me de..tsktsk..but i know she wnt de..nvm..haahas...&lt;br /&gt;after that then we went home le...send ness home...she like so tired..so sian that type...walk wif me like argh..i ....&lt;br /&gt;hahaas..nvm bah..then summore she dare me leh...dare lorh..dare lorh...='(...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anw..had a GREAT day...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THANKS&lt;/span&gt; to all who have celebrated this bdae wif me...i nvr have such a fun time...bcoz..i nvr have bfore at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae..received awards bah...maths olympiad..bronze...&lt;br /&gt;didn't expect to get anw...was guessing the ans...&lt;br /&gt;todae got show n tell also..mwe do juggling..ppl say i act..duhs...but anw i lied for show n tell...=X..a black lie..hehs!i said i started juggling in p4..which was actually this yr...last mnth onli summore..wahahahas..too bad..but then...too bad lorh..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;after skool...met elton...he told me he and ness got secret...nvm..then i ask him can tell me mah..&lt;br /&gt;he say cannot...NVM..then he still tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk...argh...then i ask him again can tell me mah.. plz...&lt;br /&gt;mwe and him buddy so long le..&lt;br /&gt;i got secret i tell him..now he got secret he dnt want tell me..last time he still say i his buddy..secret tell 'me' leh..then i tell lorh..hahas...then after tat i dnt know why...i show attitude to him..hehes...which was meant to play..n to force him to say nia...perhaps i was overboard le bah..ps and sori..but.....dots...always make me 'SHENG ZAI FU ZHONG BU ZHI FU'..the more u treat me that way..the more sad i feel..bcoz i dnt know wat i did was rite or wrong, hurtful or not...dnt keep me in darkness..i prefer the light...i sadded!!...forget it bah..hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;anw..i respect ur decision for not telling me..but...&lt;br /&gt;nxt time do not force me to say anithing secret lorh...^^&lt;br /&gt;anyway...ELTON KOH..U ARE THE FIRST PERSON WHOM I SHOW ATTITUDE TO LEH..SHOULD BE tOUCHED..hehes...but anw..my acting not bad lah..tsktsk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115469109556117086?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115469109556117086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115469109556117086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115469109556117086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115469109556117086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/08/hehes_04.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115452829596497041</id><published>2006-08-02T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T22:18:16.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hehes..&lt;br /&gt;ytd dry shoot..COOL...cool until i ...=.=""""""""""""""""""""""'&lt;br /&gt;nvm..ytd we fired 12 rounds..n guess wat...&lt;br /&gt;I THINK THAT I MISSED EVERY SHOT LEH!!&lt;br /&gt;i didn't c ani holes in the target there leh...sunmore hor..got 12 rounds..in the air onli shoot 11..i think i missed out one bah..hahahas..so sad!!&lt;br /&gt;hmm...the gun so kool lorh..but then ....&lt;br /&gt;(kool until i missed)&lt;br /&gt;nvm..but anw..when firing got smoke de leh...like james bond..can blow the smoke..but dnt dare..ltr the HO there scold me.h.ehehes..&lt;br /&gt;playing with the gun was very fun..at least got try...but then..the feeling and the feeling of practicing wif no bullets very different leh..&lt;br /&gt;no bulelts very ahrd to pull the trigger..got bullets like so ez like tat..its was kool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm..tml..big day??..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;tml got test, got show n tell..my turn le..zzz..yawns~&lt;br /&gt;also tml after skool got ehem...hehes...tml i dead le...hahahas...~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115452829596497041?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115452829596497041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scared half happy bah..&lt;br /&gt;scared because i forgotten most of the steps..happy because i get to fire real air bullets...&lt;br /&gt;was thinking ...hm..wld it b fun..or wld it b scoldings....wld there b ani mishaps..or everything will go smoothly..hahas..perhaps...or rather..or its best to..that every is smooth..&lt;br /&gt;early in the morning..gt the responsiblity to open the cca room and let the others to put their np stuffs..hm..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;but then the consent form stated tat we shld leave at 1.45..but we have got assembly...i wonder how..hahas....and i guess we must have had our lunch even bfore tat....but no excuse letter given yet..??&lt;br /&gt;nvm...forget abt it..but anw..some of my squadm8s..who did not attend MOST of the parades..actually called me todae or rather juz now..asking  can i go for the shoot...omg..they dnt even care abt norm parades, nor the dry practises...n now she expecting every thing to be ready for her...&lt;br /&gt;omgs...this type of ppl...shou zhu dai tu..onli wait for things to come..when things happen to others...she wil b so jealous..but tats wat others have worked for...argh..can't stand..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehs...then erm...now toking to wencong...ness didi..hahahs....so cute n lame at first..but in the end...argh..can;t stand it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;he actually scolded me slowpoke...omg...his attitude..nvm..i joke wif him..i prefer slowking..nvm..i ren..give him face..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...but it was kool lah..hahas..having someone to crap wif for 30mins..haven been enjoying such a moment for a long time..wad i know was that for the whole mnth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;wasn't feeling good nor enthu nor hyper tho...hahaas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;hehes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;juz pretty bored...hahas..so i tot of updating eh..hahahas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115435357458110417?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115435357458110417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115435357458110417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115435357458110417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115435357458110417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/07/hehs.html' title=''/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115416526967622668</id><published>2006-07-29T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T17:27:49.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm...nth much to post actually..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;erm...on wed had a chi course...rather lame...&lt;br /&gt;the first thing we went there is do a self intro from whom the librarians of other skools asked to...&lt;br /&gt;then after reading one of the passage given...the want us to draw out what we think when there is onli 1 kang na xi (wadeva flower) left in the world..&lt;br /&gt;so i drew a tree, without leaves,and branches shooting out everywhere wif onli a flower at one of the branches. too much free time..i go draw background..3 mountains..birds wif a X of the eyes=dead..hahas..then drew 3 suns...drew a stickman shooting 2 suns down..hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;my frenz bside me drew a flower and put&lt;br /&gt;flower=life&lt;br /&gt;then i nth to do..go draw one smiley face on the flower...then suay suay that guy was asked why he drew that. he said, the flower meant like a life to him, and gives to the closest relatives or frenz..then like a SMILEY face..zz..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then the course wasn't very fun aniwae...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then on thurs, went to play bball wif elton n ness and her frenz&lt;br /&gt;hahas..half fun half bored...&lt;br /&gt;bored=elton crap until ..zzz..hehes..his jokes and my jokes e same de...all so lame, but mine not as lame and as much as him..his style and my style totally the same...&lt;br /&gt;hmm...bcoz he crap same as mine..i listen until too xi guan..stand there and diao..~~ and drop cold sweat...-.-"""""""&lt;br /&gt;hahaas..&lt;br /&gt;fun was playing of coz...&lt;br /&gt;bball..long time nvr play le...play also nvr run much..ppl run nia..^^&lt;br /&gt;hmm..played wif ness and her frenz...got one guy so shuai...blue specs de..looks nerdy but cute but not ugly..above average bah..hahas...the other one libing (or wadeva)..yu bing...erm..he arhs..hmm...actually in pri skool i c him buey song de..tsktsk...but then perhaps cannot judge the book by its cover bah..lmao...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..1v1 wif ness..she say can ehem if win de..but then got add..onli on cher's day..zz..hahas..too badd bah...........&lt;br /&gt;ness de frenz..yuan fang...reminds me of sum1..but it aws clear..its jus a rough image..hahas...quite cute bah...but too boyish..=X..eh..both of them, yf and ness scold so loud eh..&lt;br /&gt;louder than me leh!!..i so sad..nxt time they can be parade commander le...xD..&lt;br /&gt;went to coffee shop wif elton and them...they not eating..so we also paiseh if we eat and they c...so elton told me to ps them..then go eat..since they gg home anw..hahas..then we went bak to coffee shop.bought drinks..and ..&lt;br /&gt;we didn't eat..bcoz we were full by drinking up so much water and sweats..^^&lt;br /&gt;we went home and ehem..reached home tio scolded..nxt time cannot go until so late ler..hahas..tht night mwe nvr eat anithing...perhaps it was too full??hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on fridae...&lt;br /&gt;got parade and muscial performance...&lt;br /&gt;parade was fun..bcoz there were dance and drills&lt;br /&gt;half serious half fun...thats wat i think parade shld b...&lt;br /&gt;drills..nth to say..mayb i too tired from bball bah..my drills slacking..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then goes to cheering session.. danced the 'now u know how to dance, let me c u clap ur hands'&lt;br /&gt;blah blah...then uh (uh, uoh, urghs) wadeva...ah ah ah ah. uh ah ah ah ah, uh ah ah ah ah..fun fun..shake ur butts..hahas...then 1 last time, 1 last last time...1 last last last time..hahas..so fun...&lt;br /&gt;we also did the 'everybody dance now'..hahas...fun fun...we went to middle of the parade square and did both of them...then ncc air looked at us i think..hahas..they were doing their drills there...so fun lorh!...too bad no alaka tingi..hehes...&lt;br /&gt;after that dimissal....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to had our dinner...&lt;br /&gt;for me..dinner= 2 cups of drinks...usually i dnt drink that much..hahas...and one wanton mee...&lt;br /&gt;yawns..tired...&lt;br /&gt;then went bak to skool...we were actually late..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;we went up the bus and ehem..bus driver lost his way..hahahas...&lt;br /&gt;went for a u-turn and we were almost late when we reached there..it was like left 2 mins bfore the thing starts...we rushed in there and found our seats...moved here and there and then somehow i moved by to my original place..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;the performance was kool...its abt 'a letter to god'...they used singing to sing their thoughts to god..and sings their thoughts to the people around them..hahas..they sang well..i think if they goes into the sg idol..they shld win..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;went bak to skool at around 10+..then went home..abt 10+-11..ahhas..&lt;br /&gt;pretty kool lah..this whole week..fun..hgahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115416526967622668?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115416526967622668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115416526967622668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115416526967622668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115416526967622668'/><link 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misunderstandingsss&lt;br /&gt;7) ELTON KOH!! he want to rape me..sobx..tsktsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven songs at the moment:&lt;br /&gt;(i dnt listen, but...)&lt;br /&gt;1) yue liang dai biao wo de xin&lt;br /&gt;2) yue ding&lt;br /&gt;3) wo men de ai&lt;br /&gt;4) peng you&lt;br /&gt; (no more le^^...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven things i like:&lt;br /&gt;1) mwe!!&lt;br /&gt;2) my family!&lt;br /&gt;3) my... erm...&lt;br /&gt;4) my comp&lt;br /&gt;5) maths!!&lt;br /&gt;6) hp!!&lt;br /&gt;7) everyone except those i c buey song..^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seven bad habits:&lt;br /&gt;1) lazy!!&lt;br /&gt;2) absent-minded!&lt;br /&gt;3) tripping people!^^&lt;br /&gt;4) cold jokes..cold cold until very cold...until no one understands.&lt;br /&gt;5) lame until zzz&lt;br /&gt;6) always in a hurry&lt;br /&gt;7) playing comp too long..-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka...ppl ask me do this quiz..hehes...&lt;br /&gt;but i gd guy...i nvr chose ani victims..mauhahas~&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115383746208780102</id><published>2006-07-25T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T22:24:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CaMp~</title><content type='html'>bored....&lt;br /&gt;hahs..had camp last weekend..fri-sun (21-23)&lt;br /&gt;so bored de camp..&lt;br /&gt;its not the activity, not the CIs...is my grp..&lt;br /&gt;my grp so dead de..so sian..not active de..onli sabo ppl, then they themselves doesn't want to do...&lt;br /&gt;haish, still prefer beatty...all so active..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..first day..of camp...&lt;br /&gt;it was on a fri, after skool...&lt;br /&gt;so i asked my father to bring my bag for me..after bringing to skool...i dnt dare bring into the canteen sia..-.-..hesitate for a long while then brought...&lt;br /&gt;at 2.30, we assembled. and went onto the bus. creep was making me feel uncomfortable..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;after reaching the jetty, then to pulau ubin,&lt;br /&gt;we walked a long way to the campsite...for the first 30-45mins, we went the wrong way..realli realli off the course..hahass..&lt;br /&gt;then after another 30mins we finalyl reached the campsite...the campsite was huge..very..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we pitched our tents according to our given nos...my tentm8s.,.WOOT de hack...2 person dnt know how to build.&lt;br /&gt;1 person nvm..at least he cut the twine for us..the other one come kajiao us..wtf..so more so act..&lt;br /&gt;think he saint andrew big like tat...&lt;br /&gt;after building at a few places, there were rocks in the ground, we moved to mani places and finally settled at the bottom area of the tents. i peg till my middle finger has 3 blisters. 2 burst. now one if recovering, the other still bleeding through a needle-like hole in the middle of the blister. the third blister became brown and part of the skin is tearing off...&lt;br /&gt;after tat we had dinner..1 maggie shared by 4 person..wtf...&lt;br /&gt;eat 2-3 mouths??hahas.mwe frenz and i ate the same amount, then the other 2 ate alot..ffff sia..hahas....cursing after eating..&lt;br /&gt;after tat we had ice-breakers which was stupid..the CI who is so shuai, but dnt know how to conduct well..sai sia...&lt;br /&gt;then song session...hmm..pretty bored at first..but after everone participated,..it seems fun..&lt;br /&gt;we got an 18clap rhythm, which follows by 18 taps on the ground..n oo ah ah ah ah ah ooo ah ah ahh ahh ahh ahh oo...something like tat..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;then arnd 11-12..didn't know the time..we went to slp...lucky my grp first day no sentry duty.hahas..in the middle of the night, woke up at 1+. then slept, then woke again, then slept...continuously for a few times...then its morning..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast which was biscuits...&lt;br /&gt;hmm....half a biscuit??!!, abit of milo..dilluted which was poured away....&lt;br /&gt;then had games activity..which was so lame.i heard other ppl playing flour...so fun lorh...my activity water bomb...but the water bomb is to transport them from one palce to another and not play water bomb..wth..lol&lt;br /&gt;then lunch..hmm..now we clever..we split...&lt;br /&gt;mwe and my frenz brandon..shared a noodle...half half each..opened asrdine and baked beans. pineapple too shared among the grp.&lt;br /&gt;hmm...after that had expedetion and ATF (adventure training facilities)&lt;br /&gt;expedetion..hmm...&lt;br /&gt;we walked a long way to hock swee or wadeva village..then tio pumped for being slow in movement and no efficiency..&lt;br /&gt;then when gg bak..we paired up a guy and a girl..unlucky ones will hav 2 boys..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..but i was one the lucky ones..got a girl..but shorter than me...&lt;br /&gt;we tied shoelaces together and walked back all the way to the campsite...during the journeys, we couldn't coordinate our footsteps..it was hard..bcoz i walk a bigger step than her..so both of us muz control our steps..hahas...poor us..&lt;br /&gt;then i go kajiao me frenz..i tried to trip them..since they were boy n boy..if they fall wldn't lose anithing ..hhas...&lt;br /&gt;then they bao chou..walk bhind us..try to trip me and my partner..lucky nvr trip me.hahas..tripped my partner..she dam sad lorh...almost fall..but lucky her balance skill pro pro.hahas.&lt;br /&gt;then i dnt dare put my hand by the side..if not sure touch sumwhere..-.-..but occasionally ehem...accidentally swing or trying to balance got touch abit..tsktsk...&lt;br /&gt;after tat was atf...&lt;br /&gt;one of the most sucky activity..fo the who\le activity..has 3 parts..i onli did one part!!..wtf..2 mazes, 1 cannon thingy..i did the easier mazes as we were brought there first and being the last grp..so we did practically nth..&lt;br /&gt;then it was dinner..kool eh..now we cooked 2 packets of noodles...open 2 baked beans, 2sardines,1 or 2 curry chicken..hahas..pro hor...but not so pro..&lt;br /&gt;my frenz opened 4 packets, used most of the rations,..then cnanot moved..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was finally the best of the camp..CAMPFIRE!&lt;br /&gt;weee..so fun...sat bside my skool de frenz..gal..very gd to me de...very active..fun fun!..then we sang together and 2 idiots..shouting for all i care...n all i can hear are both our voices..bcoz we were sitting bside each other..couldn't realli hear others..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;we sang alot of songs..2 songs which i like the most was a thousand legged worms, and friendship dance..it requires everyone to participate in the campfire..around the fire..hahas...dance around..fun!!&lt;br /&gt;then my grp performance..hmm..&lt;br /&gt;ALAKA TINGI!!&lt;br /&gt;FUN!FUN!FUN!FUN!&lt;br /&gt;stand in a circle.&lt;br /&gt;alaka tingi, alaka ting, (put hands on head), then..&lt;br /&gt;ALAKA TINGI TINGI TINGI x2 (shake butt while singing)&lt;br /&gt;then shoulder&lt;br /&gt;wasit&lt;br /&gt;knees&lt;br /&gt;foots&lt;br /&gt;fwun!!&lt;br /&gt;then got other grp's performance..banana dance etc..but the best was the 'fever' dance..&lt;br /&gt;i forget was it is..but its koool...&lt;br /&gt;then the campfire was closed..sad..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;went to slp which was abt 10.30-11...lights off at 11..&lt;br /&gt;haas.slept beside a shuai ge who has watch.muahas...then at 2.30..went for sentry duty.!!&lt;br /&gt;ewww, bad sentry...took 20 mins to find my grpm8s..all slping like pig..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then early in the morning le.. got stretching exercise first bfore breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;we did honet drill, crunches...&lt;br /&gt;got both sides of our shirts dirty...during the honet drill, i kissed the ground...n when i got up, i got leaf in my mouth..hahas...fun fun..&lt;br /&gt;then breakfast...yea...2 biscuits cum milo powder..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then area cleaninng..worst of the camp..hahas...cleaned the tents, clean toilets...but my hand got blisters and burst..so pain..cannot squeeze clothe properly, cannot hold properly..hahs..but nvm..dnt care..&lt;br /&gt;then while cleaning..met my p1 frenz..P1 ! leh..hahas..she still rmb me, i still rmb her..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;after a long time..finally time to go home..&lt;br /&gt;walked to jetty.and sang songs while walking...bfore reaching the jetty, we sung our ksool song!!&lt;br /&gt;keep repeating..so lame.hahas..but so nice..hahs..got on the boat..and saw alot of my frenz tired out..hahas...me of coz tired..but i still prefer looking at the sea..&lt;br /&gt;then we went to...KFC..YEA~&lt;br /&gt;my frenz was tinking of mac bak in the camp..but had to chagned his mind bcoz mac occupied..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;went home..slept for 1 and a half hr..gee...then at nite..has conference wif nessa and elton...(highlight??!!)..hhas...&lt;br /&gt;luffing like mad, bro joined in..crap wif elton..&lt;br /&gt;then mum joined in..crap wif both of them also.. making the pig snoring sound..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;but afterall..the camp was fun..but it wasn't due to my grp..DEAD GROUP..&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MY GROUP..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115383746208780102?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115383746208780102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115383746208780102&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115383746208780102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115383746208780102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/07/camp.html' title='CaMp~'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-115338810379801732</id><published>2006-07-20T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T17:35:04.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>history heritage tour</title><content type='html'>yea~..hehes&lt;br /&gt;ytd went for history heritage tour..but sadly ytd too mani hw muz pia..so cannot psot..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.ytd field trip was rather fun..went to changi museum, and kranji memorial...&lt;br /&gt;changi museum got mani mani pics pics, got chio bu (old lady, 66 yr old, fought for the country during world war 2 and survived), and shuai ge (mighty prisoner of wars went to build death railway)..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;walk around then saw alot of history during japanese occupation. there was also a chapel which was build as to show wat it looks like during the olden days. one is out-door chapel. there was a donation box at where the priest stands. then mwe and my frwen drop a few coins inside..hehes..but looking at the place..like so eeriee..&lt;br /&gt;hmm..then went to bus le..bought nth..dnt wanna waste $$$..&lt;br /&gt;in the bus, the air-con fan was high...but i love it...even though im shivering in there...&lt;br /&gt;my partner dnt want air-con, so both blew on me..wee~..then my hand like ice..hotter than ice..hehes..then after a while, my hand is like numb...after a while, we reached the 'monster cannon', built by the prince of england i think...the diameter of the cannon is 15inch, and the length i dnt know, but very long..&lt;br /&gt;after we got down from the bus...my first thing was..to touch my frenz wif my cold hands...then my partner will like eww...and run away...then notti notti me go scare gals..=X...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the cannon missile or wadeva it is called...so huge, 800kg leh..sumore almost as tall as me..='(...im so short..sobx..&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed our way to kranji. WAH~, so nice...so mani tombs...&lt;br /&gt;of coz again, i have cold hands!..&lt;br /&gt;the tour guide introduced to us the tombs of a few heroes that died in the war. crosss staands for christian on their tomb stand..(???)...then i forgot why, we have had 1min of silent. bfore taht. i was playing my wif my cold hands. i touched one of my closer de frenz..gal...then she boom!~..she flew to the sky..jk...&lt;br /&gt;she jumped. then i shaked her hands and her hand was like getting colder..hahas...then after shaking, my hand turned white..so pro lorh...i got ru lai shen zhang. boom!~..wu zhi shan came out...jkjk...&lt;br /&gt;my hand then became numb, no feelings at all...for abt 5mins, my hand still very cold..hahas...perhaps the weather also cold bah..so my hand also cold..gagaas...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to a 16 yr old boy who died during the war while protecting our country. he was one of the youngest boy who protected our country. i forgot wats his name..but i know his tomb has PAPAYA on it...he shld b 60 yr old by now if he did not died. We got flower petals from the tourguide and was asked to give to the tomb of the 16 yr old boi. bcoz wannted more petals, i was the last guy..i took alot and bfore i reached the 16 yr old boi. i put around 3 petals on other tombs. each tomb i will say...'i like u, so i give u'..hehes...&lt;br /&gt;then till the 16 yr old boi's tomb, i put erm 3 petals i think..one of them was a leave if im not wrong...each flower i said a few things..&lt;br /&gt;1st='wah, so pro'&lt;br /&gt;2nd='i c u shiok, so i give u one more'&lt;br /&gt;3rd='wah u so handsome.'&lt;br /&gt;nvm...then we went to the wall panels which recorded all the soldiers that died for our countries. forgot how mani names were there le...but a few thousands...15k if im not wrong or 25k...&lt;br /&gt;after introducing the heroes, we got 5mins free time. but of coz it was extended by our own accord to 15mins..hahas...pro hor..&lt;br /&gt;after visitng the wall panels, i went back to the 16 yr old boi's tomb. i look at the tomb and said..&lt;br /&gt;'u so shuai, so pro...'&lt;br /&gt;then one of my frenz, the one who flood my tagboard...isabella..asked me to say 'i love u' to the 16 yr old boi..&lt;br /&gt;then i  did..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;i loved him...&lt;br /&gt;as a hero of our country and as a uncle..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the tomb of one of the prime minister i think..and forgot wat the name of the hero's tombs..2 great heroes...mwe and my frenz playful, go salute them...then saw my frenz marching in the field..which the tombs were at...further away...&lt;br /&gt;then mwe and my frenz went to joined them...marched to the end of the field, to return to the bus...then we returned back to skool...&lt;br /&gt;then this morning..mwe hist teacher complain we so noisy and playful..opps..hehes..=/&lt;br /&gt;we bad bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm...tml my atc camp le...sad sad le...&lt;br /&gt;='(...will mwss de...hahas...&lt;br /&gt;then sad sad, bag haven packed finish, not enuff pe shirts..^^...not enuff trackpants also..hahas.&lt;br /&gt;torture camp bah..perhaps..heard so..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;but returning on sun afternoon..geees...so alot of hw muz b done bfore gg bah,..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;if not monday tio scolding...&lt;br /&gt;hehes...~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115338810379801732?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115338810379801732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115338810379801732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115338810379801732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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much of elton. our thinking is almost the same, dirty, serious,playful...&lt;br /&gt;but of coz, he is tall im short..-.-..&lt;br /&gt;gg out wif him like pretty fun, we can tok almost every sec, but of coz there were pauses.hehs..&lt;br /&gt;unlike gg wif others, i have nth to tok, or rather i dnt dare to...if i talk, it will be cold jokes, then the atmosphere will change into a lonely atmosphere. gg out wif others, they also kept toking abt games, hearing them tok is like..argh..(aren't they bored)..but too bad, children loves games don't we.&lt;br /&gt;whereas for elton, we will tok abt our life, seldom we tok abt games. we will say cold jokes...at least he will giv me face n luff..wahahas...not bad le lah, rather than none...&lt;br /&gt;cold jokes weren't enuff, so there were hot jokes too..bian tai jokes also..too bad, tats human's nature. but it aren't that bad till we ehem...&lt;br /&gt;apart from that...&lt;br /&gt;hmm, this few days i kept forgetting things. i forgot to collect stuffs which i promised to give teacher todae..i forgot to buy stuffs for my camp this fri-sun. i forgot some of my works in skool..argh..looks like im 'ageing'..STM soon..muahahas...&lt;br /&gt;but anw..this week gonna b a long and sort of 'fun'...hope so..bah..muahhas..^^..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115314493922010361?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115314493922010361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115314493922010361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115314493922010361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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we stay there c dar play maple, then after he go toilet, me n elton play neopets!^^..childish hor^^but too bad lah,onli rmb tat game got 2 or more players game. we play until 11.45, then go span jon...jon, jom,spans..dnt know ani how spell.gees&lt;br /&gt;late by 15mins leh.hahas, dar dar keep wanting to play neopets, hahas..then we reach bowling areana, played a few matches. then we also played stampede, then one of the person keep looking at us..(basically onli tat person there nia, bsides the counter), then sum of my frenz go hao lian diamond push-up, then the person scold them, hahas..bcoz diamond bad bad for wadeva, didn't heard. after 1 match, got 3 pei chun's gals came leh..wah, one wear pe, 2 wear uni..after they came for not a long time, me n elton keep staring at them,then we also act act walk to the fpood counter to buy drinks, then turn to look at them..hahas..the 2 unis gals is ehem ehem, but the pe one quite chio lah...hahas. then hor we from out seats we stare at how they bowl..actually not staring at how they bowl..but ehem ehem...bcoz under the light, the skirt too thin..so zhao geng...very obvious. like transparent like tat..tsk tsk..hehes..then before we go, they aasked elton, wat was our highest score. then he go there crap crap...zz..&lt;br /&gt;then after we walked up the stairs to the lobby, suddenly we tot tat we can get the pe's phone no...elton was crapping away saying the gal not bad...so after a few mins of 'arguing', then me n my frenz jiayi, went dwn..hahas..then we actually wanted to just put ani no. n bluff my frenz, then i say dnt want lah...so i go to them n...&lt;br /&gt;"excuse me, my frenz wants ur phone no., but he shy..."..then of coz they give...(i used my frenz's name, but actually ehem ehem...for more details plz tok to me...dnt want write..geees)&lt;br /&gt;then we go prank call them, hhas...then i also msg them lorh..my dar dar keep snatching my phone also, say craps..then we dnt let elton c, bcoz we want the girl to like elton mah..opps..hahas, then he angry angry...after tat went for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;then carpark catching....&lt;br /&gt;such a dangerous place, n they chose, but actually not so dangerous since its in the afternoon and not a public hols, cars weren't coming as fast as flowing water of coz, seldom seldom one or two cars. we hide bhind cars (ppl think we car theif)..hahas, then juz run arnd lvl 1 n 2 first..accidentally also went to 3..hahas..after that came one of elton's frenz, then we changed to 3,4,5, bcoz lesser cars so easier..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;one of the game fun fun, i was the last person the needa catch, then shuai ge yang jing saw me...then i went to play arnd one of the pillars, he went to the left, i go right, then he go right i go left, but he shouted for help...so since im gonna get caught aniwae..so juz pia out then he catch lorh..sad sad lah...&lt;br /&gt;after tat, went to bbal..of coz i didn't play..i 'dnt like' bball.hhas..sorta dnt like n no energy anw..hahas, so c them paly awhile then go...then elton angry..bcoz i ps them, he want play, then i juz go home...but of coz he went home wif us together at the same time...so its like very bad lorh..but its not gu yi gtg one lorh, its realli gtg one..if not reach hme..zz..liaos..hahas..so very sad lorh..gees..&lt;br /&gt;then on the bus, smsed the gal...hahas, the find her attitude like 'princess' like tat, very hiao and eww type...she sent one of the msg, she wrote 'kawaii hor'...dar dar c liaos...puke hahas...so the gal too hiao liaos...n summore p6..hahas, too bad lorh, cnanot jio..tsktsk...(jk)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115192995869777012?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115192995869777012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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syf was fantastic..had a wonderful syf. but of coz under hot sun and it was rather boring. but putting aside the boredom and the soaring heat..i felt proud standing in the stadium..(even though i did nth=(( )hahas..the shouting from the spectators were loud! especially from schools' children..hehs..^^..summore bfore that saw alot of chio bu lorh..hahas, reali is chio de..&lt;br /&gt;then before the march in...we were waiting in the circumference of the stadium. spectators were gg in to the stadium..and my contigent (one of the pervert one, but actually everyone in syf is pervert), they look up..and they saw smth which they shldn't..but i gd guy..i nvr look up..hehes..&lt;br /&gt;the performance was rather poor actually, but from the top, of coz it seems rather 'nice'..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;after performance, while waiting for our bus, i saw a chio bu lorh...far far away, then she sat down..the way she sat, kaos...exposing..zz..in fornt of st john leh..i so jealous..nvr infront of my contigent..hahas..if not ...hahas..&lt;br /&gt;the after tat, went to skool...&lt;br /&gt;play in the parade sq, since no one is in skool...we 'tried' to b commander...stand infront of the flag poles and shouted commands, and we challenge whose voice louder..we also did hentuckaki, and sang the 'count on ur count'..&lt;br /&gt;it was fun in the dark nite, wif dim lights arnd the skool...it was a memorable nite.&lt;br /&gt;we waited for the school's syf ppl to come bak..n when they came bak was arnd 9!, then my frenz was gg to take pics wif them..but then me n my frenz dnt..so we ps them..now very guilty...but no choice...they take until 10 leh...like tat we die of hunger starvation liaos..haha...&lt;br /&gt;so we went to long john silver..n ate..then look for chio bu..but no chio bu..soi we went home..hahas..^^...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115185290748305058?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115103766113711833</id><published>2006-06-23T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T12:41:01.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boredom-rism</title><content type='html'>hahas, sian sians...&lt;br /&gt;school reopening soon le...but got so mani things haven do yet..hahahas..&lt;br /&gt;lazy lazy..tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;practically, this hols is for syf nia...not for fun nor for enjoyment..zz...&lt;br /&gt;hehes, but anw..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to skool reopn&lt;br /&gt;bcopz..&lt;br /&gt;skool reopen=teacher's day drwing near&lt;br /&gt;teacher's day drawing near=i gonna ....&lt;br /&gt;hehehes.....~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115103766113711833?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-115081542234475862</id><published>2006-06-20T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T23:00:36.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ernm,,quiz??</title><content type='html'>Instructions: Name 20 people you can think of at the top of your head. Dont read the questions before you write and tag 5 people to do the survey LAME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Wei Siang&lt;br /&gt;2. meixuan&lt;br /&gt;3. Vanessa&lt;br /&gt;4. Otto&lt;br /&gt;5. Daryl&lt;br /&gt;6. Elton&lt;br /&gt;7. Jia Hua&lt;br /&gt;8. Yang Jing&lt;br /&gt;9. Justin&lt;br /&gt;10. Brandon&lt;br /&gt;11. Hafiz&lt;br /&gt;12. Nasrul&lt;br /&gt;13. Vinoth&lt;br /&gt;14. Robin&lt;br /&gt;15. Cha Cha (Jia Nan)&lt;br /&gt;16. Zong Ying&lt;br /&gt;17. Putri&lt;br /&gt;18. Zheng Bao&lt;br /&gt;19. Sabirah&lt;br /&gt;20. Qing Feng&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How did you meet #14?-during pri 1, having the chinese lesson together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What would you do if you had never met #1?-erm..i can't possibly not meet myself...diaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you do if #20 and #9 dated?-wow..what a coincidence..i think they r ... liaos..hahas..so i will wish them gd luck of coz...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would #6 &amp; #17 make a good couple?-mayb yes, mayb no..but most likely mayb ..hehes..no offence=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Describe #3.-(diaos..how come so zun..)she arhs..erm..gd,kind-hearted,caring,hardworking,crapper,courageous,chio...^^..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you think #8 is attractive?-He is very attractive, he's macho n shuai..=)i like..tsk tsk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;7. Tell me something about #7-talkative,joker,caring,n..jian yi ge ai yi ge..(no offence..tsk tsk..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;8. Do you know anything about #12 family?-nope...very sori=(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;9. What is #8 favourite?-MAPLE!!(ms freakos.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;10. What would you do if #11 confesses that he/she likes you?-i will happy till i will jump my head off..=) (i dnt wanna b gay...=((( )&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;11. What language does #15 speak?-He speaks mostly chinese, but eng in skool of coz^^&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;12. Who is #9 going out with?-erm..me??..tsktsk...actually not very sure..but mayb...#20..(no offence)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;13. How old is #16 now?-13+, ppl b'day haven over..hahas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14. When was the last time you talked to #13?-a few weeks ago.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;15. Who is #2 favourite singer?-erm..i dnt know..ps=((..hahas..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;16. Would you date #4?-I dnt mind..but dnt wanna b gay..hahas..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;17. Would you date #7?-I dnt mind too..but dnt wanna b gay..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;18. Is #15 single? -i think he shld b single, if he's not gonna kill him for not telling me..=/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;19. What is #10 last name?-Shin (brandon chan yong shin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;20. Would you ever consider being in a relationship with #19?-i dnt mind..relationship as in gd frenz..but not in tat type..hahas..^^...but if it were to b tat type..i wnt..=/.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. What schools did #3 go to?-Bendemeer Sec Skool&lt;/p&gt;22. Where does #6 live?-Whampoa [i dnt know spelling=(( ]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;23. What is your favourite thing about #5?-He's a great joke=)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;24. What do you think of #18?-hahas..qutie gd bah..hardworking but abit childish..tsk tsk&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;25. What do #4 &amp;amp; #19 have in common?-they r both in ug grps,they r loyal to their cca^^&lt;/p&gt;26. What special qualities does #17 hold in your life?-she holds as an impt frenz to look for during circumstances where i need help^^..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-115081542234475862?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/115081542234475862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=115081542234475862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115081542234475862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/115081542234475862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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hme..go toilet..&lt;br /&gt;look into mirror..&lt;br /&gt;WAH!!&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;since im wearing a collar shirt..so i got a triangular shape down my neck...&lt;br /&gt;turned brown for uncovered parts, then its like kena ironed on the neck...got the mark..&lt;br /&gt;so much of a iron...then in bus returning from HTA (home team academy), took off beret...wah..hair spike liaos..zz..then muz pull them dwn..zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after syf..went to coffee shop for lunch..by the time 2++ liaos..sian diaos...first thing--so late in the afternoon le..&lt;br /&gt;2nd--coffee shop nth to eat, all eat until sians!&lt;br /&gt;3rd---still gg to PA (police academy) for police carnival...&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;then like tat i slp liaos...go there eat one wanton meeeeee...nt very nice actually =/..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk from skool to toa payoh central...then walk to PA..&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching..saw big big balloons flying in the air...then saw big big tent tent..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;actually tot no one de, bcoz of the rain..but then woah..amazing...CROWDED!&lt;br /&gt;since i onli got $4 coupon...went to play archery n one throw cans de...&lt;br /&gt;archery sai lah...my frenz nvr  go for course hit yellow..i go for course hit 2 red n 1 out..zz.diaos...nvr learn course more pro than learn course..wah..i dam sad..=(&lt;br /&gt;then the throw cans one..&lt;br /&gt;wat the hell..zz..miss 2 balls..hit 2 balls..onli 3 cans fell..2 more cans..sad lah...last ball dam suay...hit the corner of the board, then bounce bak..then got another try=)..hehes...but miss of coz..zz&lt;br /&gt;during the time in PA, we saw my TEACHER OFFICER...wif her frenz..wah..her frenz quite cute,..hahas..&lt;br /&gt;cute=ugly but adorable...but actually quite chio/..tsk tsk..&lt;br /&gt;then saw one crafting man..wah pro lorh...&lt;br /&gt;cut saw fast fast...saw ppl name leh..actually want make de...but then dnt dare...bcoz....&lt;br /&gt;dots dots dots lorhs..hahas...&lt;br /&gt;actually..police carnival qwuite fun lah...&lt;br /&gt;encourage ppl to join...&lt;br /&gt;alot of games, so those who read n interested can ask me lah...we go nxt yr.=/..hehes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-114993818378232243?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114993818378232243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114993818378232243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114993818378232243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114993818378232243'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;`man. i love myself so much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND WEISIANG LOVES DARYL KWA! xP&lt;/strong&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/10085407-114848445172886626?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114848445172886626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114848445172886626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114848445172886626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;-im nt weisiang. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-114805302415436276?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114805302415436276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114805302415436276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;3)treat everyone wif respect&lt;br /&gt;4)honest&lt;br /&gt;5)share secret&lt;br /&gt;6)trustful&lt;br /&gt;7)respect and care for everyone&lt;br /&gt;8)respect elderly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;gender:female(of course, if not will b a homo, les, gay..=))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-114683944723276925?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114683944723276925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114683944723276925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114683944723276925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dismissal..weeee&lt;br /&gt;after cross country, walk to braddell mac..hehe, fun fun...play on the pavement..=X...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat, makan breakfast, then we fen san...sad sad lorh..me n my frenz jiayi went sambawang make ez-link card..zz..mrt ride so long..haha, then reach there, do awhile nia..zz..&lt;br /&gt;haha, then at 12pm, meet at spanjon, bowl bowl..hehe..&lt;br /&gt;we climb over the gate=X, then got camera, we didn't c, but lucky nvr tio caught..&lt;br /&gt;then go inside, then wait for otto n daryl...(ms piggy)...so long siax they...so we 4 pwae first...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat, yj n hhh came, then chloe n elton n yong siong come...weee...then we play play...&lt;br /&gt;then a grp of students, came in..made so much noise, buey ta han...spare nia shoout shout shout..=)&lt;br /&gt;haha... then order noodle for lunchie lunch..nice nice, uncle make de noodle pro pro wors...&lt;br /&gt;then bfore lunchie lunch, whjen we bowl, the daryl, over-hyper-active kia, didi kajiao ppl, chop ppl leg, play,pinch ppl, fell dwn wif ppl...very rough...sobx sobx seh..haha...&lt;br /&gt;then after tat, went to gym, otto hse de gym gym...hehe, fun fun wors...go there pull pull abit, stretch stretch abit...then...&lt;br /&gt;muahaha.!~&lt;br /&gt;STAMPEDE!!~&lt;br /&gt;at first was they chop chop each other, then fell...then daryl n otto went for stampede&lt;br /&gt;jump on top, then squeezzzzh on top..fun fun...but pain pain...then play paly play for 2-3 hrs...then koon in the gym...lie on the floor...zzzz...haha...fun siax...we splet on each other's stomach, then at first daryl, go stampede on topm then we buey song, stampede him bak..fu nfun wors...then also, bfore tat, was a 1v3 fight...yang jing as the one, n hhh,daryl n otto together..they chiong at him, but at first yj won...then slowly he tio brought dwn, n den hopw, the mostr intersting part, it was recorded, it was a\s though those kung fu show..so nice, so real..hahaha...haha, then like tat 4.30-5 le..haaha..then we all went hme..haha..&lt;br /&gt;todae very fun..hehe..=D...hope they will b a nxt time..lol..=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-114493702756240932?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114493702756240932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114493702756240932&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114493702756240932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114493702756240932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2006/04/one-month-once.html' title='one month once'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</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-10085407.post-114200139688241059</id><published>2006-03-10T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T22:36:36.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yea!~</title><content type='html'>yae!!~came bak from camp le...weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;so fun, n tired....but not very fun actually, my grp suk siax, if not will b dam dam dam fun..but sad lah..haish..haha, bfore the departure, the canteen was filled with big bags,one of my frenz, actually brought onli 2 bags which are so light. i asked him wat he put inside, he say he put a few clothings inside nia.&lt;br /&gt;then on bus sing crap song,anihow edit nice nice song bcame sai song..haha, then i change to visit parents lah, then 'dnt know do wat' lah..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;then very soon reach campsite..so dam small siax the campsite...but near to sea sea.so cooling cooling...lol...&lt;br /&gt;then go to our bunks, wah so dam small n like sht siax. slp on planks, at nite so pain lorh, my tailbone pain like sai. then its like 50 ppl squeezing into one bunk.not big not small...hahaha..but still can.&lt;br /&gt;then after tat lunch, actually food not bad lah, but alot of ppl say not enuff, for me juz nice, bcoz i eat lil mah.&lt;br /&gt;then after tat is river rafting, fun liaox...tie tie tie 4 barrels together, then 2 poles at one side, then not bad siax, can float for 10 secs&lt;br /&gt;not bad liaox, then after awhile, split, hahahaha...but lucky hor, the other grp nvr even go into the water, split liaox...haha, then they need to roll one by one bak, but my grp bring the whole thing bak=D&lt;br /&gt;then nxt is kayaking, fun siax, but i too noob, hahaha...that guy partner wif me one ncc de, so pro de..haha..he also very strong. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;then the sea water salty salty, then in the kayak, keep splashing water nia.=/..then after tat dinner liaox, so fast rite.it was quite a nice dinner,i forgot wat we had, haha...then after tat song session, stupid session, one big deal trainer, act gangster, act tough, act 'onli' de trainer anihow scold my frenz, my frenz tok bcoz he asking something, then he tio scolding, but aniwae, he deserved to b scolded=/who call him talk at the wrong time..hahaha...after that is night hike, the stupidest hike ever. its actually blindman's walk, but they want it fancy--night hike, wat the hell, i tot fun fun one...but like sht..haha, then walk arnd, then debrief. then shower. debrief=sianx. but got supper, then happy liaox..hahaha..curry puffs..hahaa.=/..n hot milo, so can stay up...yea=Dhaha&lt;br /&gt;then lay on the planks, so hard, cannot slp lorh..pain siax, my tailbone, then wait till 2am, then can slp..=d but bfore tat, something 'bad' happened, my very gd 'stead'--otto, sllping bside me, turned and faced me, slping of coz, then raise his legs, n hit my 'thing'...n its OUCH, haha...&lt;br /&gt;then arnd 5.30pm like tat wake up, then cannot slp liaox, then faster go brush teeth=D...&lt;br /&gt;then wait n wait till 7.20, go for breakfast,--nasi lemak,=/..not bad lah...then go for camp prep...&lt;br /&gt;camp prep is the stupid session in the whole camp. preparation of RAP for campfire. my grp dnt cooperate seh, so sad lorh..then no one cares, we also dnt care..so dnt care, then wait till last 5 mins, i buey ta han, i scold my frenz, then c me buey song, i also c them buey song., then i dnt care, anihow write. then the ncc guy come hlep, then the others carry on toking, i wanted to say wat the f...but then i know scolding them they will still tok.so i dnt giv a dam to them.&lt;br /&gt;then after tat, rock climbing!~wah, i tot very ez, but when i climb, then i realise to difficult siax..hahaha....then tyco tyco reach the top, haha. then after tat, i sat dwn&lt;br /&gt;then bhind me got one call 'sunny beach' de, keep smacking my back, until she owe me S$50mil...medical fee,haha, then she paid me todae in msn a cheque..&lt;br /&gt;after tat was lunch, then team building, had the stupid move in the space of 2 bench, then tallest to shortest etc. then after tat play the kill kill ppl de, murderer and detectives, then last rnd i was the murderer, i killed the most ppl lol...then after tat, bcoz no time, then ends liaox...&lt;br /&gt;after tat was CRC--challenge robe climbing. its those elements thingy lah...climb rope, got 3 stations, i played 2, one is 2 line to hole, n a single line to walk. the other was a shaky log, muz walk across. quite ez actually, then after tat is flying fox/abseiling, bcoz i needed to help wif flying fox, so i cannot play abseiling..sobx..hahaa..&lt;br /&gt;then dinner and campfire. stupid campfire, malu time nia, we performed a stupid performance of 'WATER' rap...then tio malu nia..h.ahaha..after tat was suppper cum debriefing, bread onli, then zzzz liaox...i slpet 5 hours, so long lorh...too tired le bah..hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;then the nxt day which is todae, area cleaning, we cleaned the gal's bunks. so dam dirty siax, dirtier than bois....tissues wif ants lah, plastic bag, shirts.hahaha..buey ta han...then after tat got bak report slip. sht wsiax..my eng 61. hcl 63, hme eco 65, art 55...wat the hell lroh...so low..the art teacher is crazy, so long marks, the home ec teacher also...haishh..eng n hcl i got nth to say, cauze my fault.h.aha..&lt;br /&gt;then dismissed le...&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;got CCA!!&lt;br /&gt;FULL U!!!&lt;br /&gt;CIP!!!&lt;br /&gt;go knocked on every hsehold in blk 199, then tell them abt crime prevention, so sianx, didi tio rejected nia, n no chio bu(s), if not sure tok for 30mins..haha..then come hme, full of bags n plastic bags, sit in the bus bth, so squeezy..haha..&lt;br /&gt;then come bak n play comp..hehe..then like tat 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like gonna fail like tat...then todae got maths test...almost got a big big big careless mistake siax..haha, but lucky in time changed..haha..&lt;br /&gt;haiss...my phy onli get 17 siax..so sad..haishh...&lt;br /&gt;heh...&lt;br /&gt;then last fri...&lt;br /&gt;sec one npcc cadet juz came in...then got on guy...kenny, buey ta han him...beat the mentors...first time c so daring...but i guess he wnt last long..hahaa...then we also played games...but the sad thing is tat...no chio bu siax!!so sad!!! if got chio then gd lorh...&lt;br /&gt;then in there got 2 vanessa siax...vanessa dnt know wat n wat..but i know VANESSA LIM nia...=/...haha, then last parade leisure parade...hehe..quite fun lah...got juniors very nice to buwee..haha...&lt;br /&gt;then camp also coming nxt week wed to fri..shiok liaox...got water activity, then got rock climbing..shiok shiok liaox..hahaah..&lt;br /&gt;but will miss ppl de..hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then the camp in changi leh...new moe campsite siax..&lt;br /&gt;i wish time flies faster...&lt;br /&gt;but time dnt fly so fast until my exams mark returned and fail...=(..&lt;br /&gt;hahaa...&lt;br /&gt;last of all, i wish those b'daes in MARCH happy b'day n feb lorh..&lt;br /&gt;N MOSTLY, vanessa lim n li xin HAPPY B'DAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-114121766605947799?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/114121766605947799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=114121766605947799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/114121766605947799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;BENDEMEER PRIMARY SCHOOL!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;-cheongweisiang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-113457468405286195?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/113457468405286195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=113457468405286195&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/113457468405286195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/113457468405286195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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there was a pretty nice experience...&lt;br /&gt;martial arts, the martial arts hav been brought forward to last sat bcoz the previous sat the instructor bz, but it didn't waste our time lol..CPR..kool..&lt;br /&gt;the martial arts...haix...dui lian siax...the stretching exercise alreadi made us worn out liaox, the instructors still say tat was a light one...their stretching was the same as sit n reach, but my sit n reach so lan, still call me stretch..&lt;br /&gt;then got 1 pnt, muz open both legs n stretch, i open no so big, then on of the helpers kik my leg until so big, pain pain siax..then after tat, practice kiking..&lt;br /&gt;turning kik, forward kik&lt;br /&gt;haha, tat was fun..n my grp, was said to be one of the best one..bcoz we kiked the loudest...&lt;br /&gt;n at the end of the course, there was a challenge..my grp want me go de...but i scissors paper stone , loser go up..tat day so lucky..i use paper, he use stone..so i win..keke..haha, tat was rather fun aniwae..&lt;br 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/&gt;grrr......&lt;br /&gt;cannot top 5...:'(&lt;br /&gt;ha...&lt;br /&gt;well nvm, still got nxt yr, i not scared...hmm, psle over le, every exams for the yr over le, everyone enjoying le...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;still got 1 more week of struggling to holi worx...pri skool de...&lt;br /&gt;ha..&lt;br /&gt;todae actually nth special happen. but yesterdae got ...&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae actually my npcc sqquadmates were supposed to attend a martial arts course...but the instructor nvr come, so we sit in for the first aid course wif our NCOs..&lt;br /&gt;they taught us abt CPR, muahaha..now i know wat to do le...n also know quite well le...nxt time if got anibodi 'faint or wadeva'...muaha, i will b there..eke, but im not a qualify, actually it was juz to let us get to know more abt cpr, but we cannot do it if there is someone realli needed cpr...haa,&lt;br /&gt;then the day before..&lt;br /&gt;i went bowling wif my frenz...4 person play bowling..haha. i played 3 rnds...&lt;br /&gt;while playing,my frenz kik each other butts' when they wwere abt to throw the ball...&lt;br /&gt;n of course, i was the last victim to kena...&lt;br /&gt;my frenz kik me until my ball go side way n almost into the 'long gao'... but at least got hit 1 lah..pro rite, ppl kik me still can hit 1...lol..then won the first rnd, n got 2nd for the nxt 2 rnds..my frenz damn pro, got turkey..&lt;br /&gt;but i not scared..&lt;br /&gt;i got "ENGLAND"!!!&lt;br /&gt;more pro than him..keke..haha..aactually, holis is for us to relax de lah...so, mayb wan yue me out also can...^^,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-113128021822741022?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/113128021822741022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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ago, in the southern province of China, there live a man call...&lt;br /&gt;opps..&lt;br /&gt;hehe, finally bak blogging le, but then bocz nth to do then bloggie..haha&lt;br /&gt;this few days got bak my exams marks le..saddening siax...wahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;ppl from other class score so high i score so low, so sad..sobx..sighx..then summore this few days psle marking day, i suppose most of the pri skool pupils were out having fun n playing. that reminds me when i was last yr, badminton almost every week...but no court(waste money)&lt;br /&gt;wahaha, thinking bak hor, realli wasted alot of time last yr after psle leh, then get so low de aggregiate..hahaha.nvm lah, secondary skool zai lai...muahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;my exams arhx, 'heaven' siax...grr..eng n chi all B leh...but not bad lah..out of 7 subj, i got 5 As,wah kekeke...&lt;br /&gt;sci i onli got 83!!!kaox..then lit 70, maths 89!!!ppl get 97 leh!!i so lan!!!kaoxxx...chi 64,hist 96, geog 87...haix..ppl 90+++, sobx..keke...&lt;br 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lazy lah.heehee..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111892912856702144?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111892912856702144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111892912856702144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111892912856702144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111892912856702144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2005/06/heeeee.html' title='heeeee'/><author><name>Sausage Stories</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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onli, no presentation. wat shyt man..waste my time, or else i can go for npcc, wat the hell...then they say the real presentation is on the 7july, wat crap, juz wasting my time..then summroe muz do poster, as if we got alot of time like tat lorh, damn, S&amp;T, big deal...now need to re-do our projects into the real product, wah, waste time again, sianxxxxxxxxx.....haix...damn S&amp;T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111659718400747730?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111659718400747730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111659718400747730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so sad...i cry le...&lt;br /&gt;haha, go up stage, go there stand stand then say pledge, then wear quarter u the whole day, so shiok, long pants leh...fun..heehee&lt;br /&gt;todae, also very the fun lah, dnt know y, funni, ppl play true or dare will come find me, haha,c their faces, need to say, eg. i s...&lt;br /&gt;wagahahaha, i say ty, then they luff...hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so fun..wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;actually, not very fun todae also lah, bcoz nowadays very boring liaox, moody moody de..sobx sobx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111642511819062400?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111642511819062400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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le..haha..lazy leh..lolx..thsi few days very sianx lah..haix..boring siax...:(...nth to write lah..boring~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111537234910544324?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111537234910544324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111537234910544324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111537234910544324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111537234910544324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2005/05/woah.html' 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sometimes..haha&lt;br /&gt;but wait till 3 yrs ltr, my turn to tekan others...haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111460897924875478?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111460897924875478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111460897924875478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111460897924875478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111460897924875478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2005/04/shake-leg.html' title='shake leg'/><author><name>Sausage 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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-10085407.post-111356820503464635</id><published>2005-04-15T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T20:30:05.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>workshop</title><content type='html'>heehee, this few days hav been lazy, dnt wanna update blog lah..haha&lt;br /&gt;yesterdae, i got workshop,very fun...&lt;br /&gt;but tio embarrassed thrice leh, all performing, argh.&lt;br /&gt;my frenz, keep saying&lt;br /&gt;my name over n over again, then i need to act n act&lt;br /&gt;my first act was, i being a guai kia, then got gangsters want sell branded items to me, but i need to reject. very fun, i kept luffing thruout the drama. haha..then the 2nd one was my classm8, kept saying i got 6pacts, pack?...or wadeva, but i dnt hav lorhx..argh..haha..&lt;br /&gt;then the instructor, speaker, call my blow balloon..haha..i tot easy/...then after i blow half way, she pop the balloon...wah lan, my lips pain siax...then ppl say i 'am cuio', means in the dark i luff..haha..then the 3rd one not very fun lah, nth much, but my grp got prize for acting the last drama, our prize was...the nuts, u need to crack the...haix...so bai chi.hah...so very fun lah yesterdae..haha..&lt;br /&gt;then erm..todae no npcc, shiok ah..haha..ltr my nco c liaox i die..lolx..hmm, then todae got D&amp;T, me grp think of a idea of putting the utensils properly in the tray instead for mixing them, our reason for the proj lah..haha..not bad lah, this week. quite fun. &lt;br /&gt;n more interesting things, yesterdae, my eng teacher asked me, y i so guai..omg..:S..my frenz there also lorhx, haha, then they sabo me say i bad bad boi..lolx..todae my project work lesson, my teacher asked again, my frenz told the teacher(same eng teacher) i hav an innocent face, but in my heart, bad bad bad..haha..not bad..quite fun..haha...then i do nth, but kept luffing..so bai chi...haha..haix..i hope most of the weeks could b so fun lorhx..gaga..&lt;br /&gt;signing off&lt;br /&gt;*whoosh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111356820503464635?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111356820503464635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111356820503464635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111356820503464635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111356820503464635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/2005/04/workshop.html' 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lorhx..then todae went junction 8, waste my time onli..haha..stupid D&amp;T..now i need to think abt dnt le...signing off...*whoosh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111303114743477576?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111303114743477576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10085407&amp;postID=111303114743477576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111303114743477576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10085407/posts/default/111303114743477576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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at all...miracle..haam, then she asked me who is isabella..(my frenz, sms de)...she curious, so i told her...then she n my bro go tok to her lorhx!!!then her frenz shield her, says tat she is isabella...then the reali isabella hide..haha..lolx, my bro n cousin say the frenz like Ah Bao,...ah bao n brandy...singer? or wadeva...haha...then kept playing wif them..tok crap...then wen going hme, wen car pass them, cousin will shout.."byebye isabella"...wah lan...lame siax...very malu...hope no rumours lorhx..n as if i like her like tat...lame siax..grrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111243726632168774?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sausagestock.blogspot.com/feeds/111243726632168774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>heh heh, todae is the starting of 2nd term...heehee, so quite gd lahx...lolx, its was a nice day todae, but until afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;i was smsing my frenz lorhx&lt;br /&gt;she scold me crapper, n lamer...hahaah...so shiok...my bad day=gd, nice day= very gd&lt;br /&gt;juz a 'very' indifference..gaga...hmm..so nth much lorhx, 1st day tio scoldings nia...but then the teacher very gd...hehe..stop after awhile, but then..its bcoz of our du hou gan...alot of ppl write short, 1/4 page...so she failed them n scolded, n said she is going to tak to the H.O.D to c..whether to kik those who failed or not..haha...gdgd...then gt lesser ppl in my class...gdgd...higher chinese...shiok ah..haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111141141815919957?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10085407.post-111104620728351897</id><published>2005-03-17T15:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T15:56:47.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sadness</title><content type='html'>haix, todae...&lt;br /&gt;my frenz ask me play badminton, but i didn't c the time, n i tot it was early, so i agreed...juz now, then i found out its so late, n i didn't want to go. but then they keep saying 'wo dui ni hen shi wang',..&lt;br /&gt;haix&lt;br /&gt;bu shou xing yong&lt;br /&gt;aniwae,haix, realli didn't meant to let them dwn, but 2 hr play wat badminton?play shyt?...haix..so i let them down lorhx,...realli guilty, but no choice...&lt;br /&gt;sorri guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10085407-111104620728351897?l=sausagestock.blogspot.com' alt='' 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