<?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-7844420</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:14:41.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Enchanted Shrine of Brothers</title><subtitle type='html'>asdfrsgfggg</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>27</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112577157870369359</id><published>2005-09-04T02:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T02:20:35.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Had Happened?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hell no i dunno wad to blog, may someone ask? guess not. massive birthday celebrations to come. =D Just finished with TAG's A's birthday celebration, darn the foreigner hu booked humble house, darn the administrative system for opening the chocolate buffet only on weekends. But i guess Fish n Co. wasnt so bad afterall? eh Ash? well at least the generous portions weren't. Love the calamari, love the mussels dipped in butter sauce, love the night, liked everything that tooked place on 1st sep. Oh! i have a new way of signing off, in case u might wanna noe..... Till Then~!~ Ja Neh~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112577157870369359?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112577157870369359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112577157870369359' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112577157870369359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112577157870369359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/09/what-had-happened-hell-no-i-dunno-wad.html' title=''/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112472202863636206</id><published>2005-08-22T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T22:47:08.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Closure&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here comes another ending of a hopeless chapter, and the pages keeps flipping. Till Then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112472202863636206?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112472202863636206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112472202863636206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112472202863636206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112472202863636206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/08/closure-here-comes-another-ending-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112338649089182249</id><published>2005-08-07T11:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T11:48:10.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Festival Of Praise&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this is the morning afternoon my night of the festival of praise. Went with Ash, Cliff, Denise and her brother. It was a great sight indeed, to see everyone in the indoor stadium involved in it. Somehow i prefer sonicfest but either way, both are still great! :) Delirious has a song that made an impression on me, 'Rain Down' was the song. They are indeed a good rock band, everyone was jumping around just hearing them sing. But the real fun starts when Hillsongs arrived. Ash and I started jumping when we heard 'One Way', somehow they remade it and made it shorter so we were abit disappointed in that case, but considering overalls, they brought our hearts back very quickly by 'Majesty' as well. According to some pastor, there were 11,000 people present in that indoor stadium. Lucky thing we got in, cause cliff, denise and her brother cut the queue, so..... hehe yea me and Ash did too. After FOP, me and Ash were so hungry we could eat a cow! so out of desperate measures, we went to the nearby Macdonald's and splurged on the food, we practically gobbled down our burgers in 1 and a half minutes, now how fast could that be? VERY! haha. We went in search of a cab afeter dinner that lasted 45 minutes. We asked gabriel out, then we went to his house. He was showing WoW to us, some 'Something more than love show' been done in the game, very masterfully perfected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His sister came in the room, she was also present for the FOP, but because of the long queue, and she claimed that she couldnt cut in, the indoor stadium was full and the people told her and the rest who were still waiting to get in to leave, coz they isn't anymore seats. So she was like telling us she was LOL! haha... we left gab's house at 1am then i got home feeling tired from the jumping... logged on to msn for a little while to chat, there was something hilarious, wished evon a good night and wished her for good dreams and not nightmares! :) she knows what i mean haha :) alright, gonna study now. Till Then~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112338649089182249?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112338649089182249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112338649089182249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112338649089182249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112338649089182249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/08/festival-of-praise-well-this-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112274127351853499</id><published>2005-07-31T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T00:34:33.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sadness and Sorrows (A tune from naruto actually, thought it would make a good title of my post)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started of pretty badly... as in real bad. woke up at 10.30 to see the sky raining cats and dogs. Makes one start to think that its  gonna be another rundown day. And if you think things were starting to look better in the afternoon.... well it was worse, rained heavier. slacked the whole morning and afternoon when ashley told me to meet at 4 together with gabriel. Gabriel's message to us: 'Dress comfortably and loose' he told us we will be moving around, dancing and jumping here n there. In case you readers think we r going to party, well you thought wrong, we are off the a christian rock concert call SonicFest. It was great, there was this singapore rock band who play considerably well, though the vocalist's words could hardly be heard. All crowds began 'high' when Sonicflood came on stage!A very very nice rock band, the crowd were worshipping and singing along with sonicflood. Indeed it was a great sight to be seen, haha the concert ended at 11, gab ash n me then headed home taking the 106 bus and here i am typing this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been thinking alot during this whole day, i somehow felt quite alone actually, even though i have great friends like ash n gab to accompany me for the day. But, somehow, i felt that something is missing in my life, i think i know what it is, yet i dunno wad it is, strange. I just hope this missing thing would be fulfilled in my life soon. Alright, that's all for my post for today, Till Then ~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112274127351853499?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112274127351853499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112274127351853499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112274127351853499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112274127351853499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/07/z_31.html' title='z'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112231140110581891</id><published>2005-07-26T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T01:10:01.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what does it matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#336666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;New blogskin and erm.. post&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a first hand report about my life again.... guess people might say... booooring... booooring... but oh well, its something new this time, just changed my blogskin. Got opinions here n there from evon, lol lucky she taught me how to do template settings, afterall this is only my 2nd skin change.. haha, loving every bit of my skin now, though it might just look like a couple watching the sunset, it took me an hour to finally find the right one, so yea my affections to this skin is quite high i must say :) was considering another blogskin too, but yea the other one, though nice but contrast a lil off. gonna watch some animes probably tmr, aint got anymore time today. Classes starts at 8 for me tmr! how about that. *giggles, well i guess this is the end of today. Great day spent! :) alright... Till Then ~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112231140110581891?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112231140110581891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112231140110581891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112231140110581891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112231140110581891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/07/what-does-it-matter.html' title='what does it matter'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112201284576280982</id><published>2005-07-22T14:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T14:14:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Things to think about&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; These kinda things gives me the jitters, and though its only my 2nd time experiencing it. Oh, and regarding wads it about, ill rather let it be anonymous. hah, sumthing to be happy about, common tests are over but too bad there aint another week of holiday for me to spend. bummer eh? haha, love my dinner gang. Every wednesday ok? guys :) im looking forward to dining at our first prestigious restaurent at our 100th visit around. haha. well, strange to say, i have nuthin much more to blog about, maybe coz it was the common test week be4 and i i do was being at home. But aniwae, im going ice skating later and just so in case u guys wanna come along too, just give me a call and i'll be there :) Till Then~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112201284576280982?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112201284576280982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112201284576280982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112201284576280982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112201284576280982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/07/z.html' title='z'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-112031987356578886</id><published>2005-07-02T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-03T00:16:55.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ice Skating</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ice Skating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet another entry to my present situation, shall not make this a long one. Here it is :) , i joined ice skating just yesterday, it was my 2nd time skating and honestly speaking, i found a new interest in my life, but i dare say while i entered the skating rink with evon yesterday, i felt the nervousness and everyone will be watching. Its either that or its the chill in the rink which made me felt that way. Evon showed me to condrey, nicknamed 'xiao cute cute' lol. Bet u might think that condrey is a girl? well it shocked me too at first to find that condrey is actually a guy, i was so embarrassed when i asked him over msn whether he was a girl. haha but anyway, forget that. He asked the newcomers what we could do, and whether we could do wad he wanted us to. Well, for some reason, me and 3 other people could so he told 2 other year 2 seniors to come and guide us, nicholas was his name, he taught me how to glide while on the ice. Thank him for that, few minutes later, we were once again dispersed again. But i could see evon and quite a few others with the rest of the seniors, evon told me she was learning how to brake, but i mean, with the house skates??! its quite impossible as the blades were blunt. But nevertheless she tried and as a result of the blunt blades, her feet were tired towards the end of the session. haha we relaxed abit by going round n round the rink when suddenly, sum1 bumped on me and skated away. darn... some people... anyway, evon said his main objective was rather to just flirt with other girls and to my surprise, i actually witness it myself but hu cares anyway, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the skating session, we went to KFC for a drink and we intended to eat cheese fries when the cashier told evon that there wasn't anymore, so we decided to eat whipped potato instead, then we chatted about japanese class..... my chinese.... left and right handed.... blah blah.. yada yada... then wen it was time, we took a mrt and i sent her home, then me myself went home thinking of writing a post about the ice skating. Then i thought to myself im tired anyway, shall leave it to tmr and here i am! writing this post, and so comes the end of yet another wonderful day for me...:) Till Then~!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-112031987356578886?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/112031987356578886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=112031987356578886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112031987356578886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/112031987356578886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/07/ice-skating.html' title='Ice Skating'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111936609489815823</id><published>2005-06-21T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T23:01:34.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Revival of lljcooloopid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey people, for those read my blog occasionally, im sorry i took so long to update. Yea well, i was probably too lazy, but nonetheless, im going to write a long post(i hope). hmm.. come to think of it, i think i haven't been blogging since the start of my poly days,  reason being, poly life is ever so fun and u tend to keep urself freakin occupied everyday. (like myself). Leaving u with no room for things like blogging :X and such... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... after being in poly for a little more than a month, i've nv really been able to tell people like you about my class. well, basically all i can say is, THERE ARE ONLY 5 GUYS IN MY CLASS. believe it or not but its quite surprising actually.... to see the abundance of guys in quality management. i mena, afterall.... business courses holds the most number of girls by date. (according to a friend). And now... seriously speaking, i find it hard to communicate with the people in my class... love the people, hate the language. all that i ever hear in my class is chinese here cheena there. no offence classmates :) haha but i always do enjoy a nice conversation with zong jing.... in ENGLISH that is... him and his malaysian accent proven by mei zhen... haha, and oh yea btw, mei zhen is a girl from my class, and together with ling zhen and rosa, they form the powerpuff girls! (goodness.....) and for the guys... there are vinson, the so called rapist nicknamed by zong jing, zong jing, the malaysian himself, chee meng, the cool but yet not so cool but yet nice guy, meng hwee, the so called half malay half chinese ah beng and yea... he is rather a nice person really. And last but not least, yours truly, wudnt noe wad to say about me but lets forgtet that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also appointed as the class activities rep. which i didnt want to be, i was chosen to this post by my applied statistics lecturer, and boy, was i shocked yet surprised and yet reluctant to take up this post. But aniwae, the first assignment that i have to do from this activitied rep thingy was to get my classmates to participate in the games. hey peeps, in any case u r unhappy with the sport that we have chosen for u due to the ABUNDANCE of guys, i hereby say im sorry first no offence taken or given yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, i went to join Outward Bounders as a CCA, man... it is fun, espcially with my programme coordinator.. or is that wad u call him? my ex GL, aniwae, his name is timon, fun person to interact with, he might turn the normal conversation into a crappy one. What can i say.. he's like that, along with me in outward bounders were justin and ying jia, both were from my FOC camp group. hmm justin is the hyper one, I think he has 2 CCAs and a sport in Sports and Wellness which makes it 3 sports to take in NP and he clearly thinks its not a big problem, that the kind of personality that he possess, not bad actually, at least he manages his time well by doing well in his studies which explains well his time organization and coordination. As for ying jia, hmm, can tell that she's doing well in OB and in school, probably established quite abit in OB and in school. not forgetting the primary sch friends that i alwaes meet after  for lunch or just company on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, theres Evon too to mention, the last time i saw her was wen i was in sec 3 if i remembered clearly, she's sorta like a messenger for me n fz back then, but somehow over the year... we sms each other and HERE WE ARE! i saw her again like since 3-4 weeks ago.? haha met up with her n siew ting to buy laptop covers but in which ended waling out of the store instead. evon hasnt reallie changed. but siew ting, probably its because of her hair? maybe.. hu noes isnt it.. but yea, i bet in time to come we shall all study together yea! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright... this comes the end of the revival of my blog, hope i summarized everything clear enough for peeps to read. :) i hope ill be blogging soon again... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till Then~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111936609489815823?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111936609489815823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111936609489815823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111936609489815823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111936609489815823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/06/revival.html' title='Revival'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111587979005560643</id><published>2005-05-12T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T14:46:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOC CAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;FOC CAMP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edited&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heya!! Been too lazzzy to blog so i asked dear debbie to help! Shes so sweet eh? Fancy helping pple to blog. Lolx. i lurvv her to bits!! woohoo ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOC camp was great!! Enjoyed it very very much. At tha beginning wasnt very into it. But was posted to a super enthu grp,argives! Lotsa crazzy pple in there. Lols. [[umm im not quite sure abt tha details,u fill em up yea? hahaha.] Lotsa enthusiasts and extroverts in tha camp. Debb's tha enthusiasts and im tha extrovert. Lolx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marched from taka to cine ystd with tha whole grp. Around 60++pple turned up. it was super cool and funn! ((: Then we headed down to K-Pool to play pool with the GL's Li Zhen, Chu En, Adrian and the other argos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go shopping wit debb for a wallet next week i think! Aniwae THX FOR HELPING ME WRITE THIS ENTRY! (did some modifications to it) till then~!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((: Debb rox!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111587979005560643?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111587979005560643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111587979005560643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111587979005560643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111587979005560643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/05/foc-camp.html' title='FOC CAMP'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111426439169222682</id><published>2005-04-23T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T21:58:21.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ikea</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;Saturday At IKEA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Another report on my life, Gabriel, Ash, Shaz, Cindy and I went to IKEA today to accompany gab shop for his new room accessories, in fact, gab wishes to do his room all over, new wardrobe, new computer table, new bed, new sofa, basically his whole room. TAG went to Ikea earlier as Ash asked for it, cause he has to go to his cousin's birthday party at 6th avenue, and i tell u, Natalie, the birthday girl is reallie reallie cute, i could fall for her cuteness man...! damn... im a paedophile... LOLZ.. OK, aniwae, back to Ikea as we were walking around, I saw this reallie nice, and cosy sofa bed... it was like, SO HEAVENLY~!~! I went to try it on, the moment i felt it, i sank down on the sofa bed, the feeling was reallie OUT-Of-THIS-WORLD. when gab wanted to move on to take a look on others, I reluctantly stood up and went on, man, it would be great if my mom allows me to get that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After shopping, all of us went to the IKEA cafe for our dinner, me and gab had Sweddish Meatballs, and it was good! din reallie noe wad Shaz n Cindy ordered but it seemed delicious as well, Ash didn't order anything to eat as he has to eat at his cousin's place, yea, and after dinner, we went to buy our stuff. Gab got his curtains while i got lots n lots of candles, i just had an inspiration on some new room improvements!! :) We went to Starbucks at Holland V to chill next, Ash had to head for his cousins place already, so he bid us farewell and we headed down to Starbucks, got a drink, and Shaz, Gab, Cindy and I sat down and relax. Man... do girls have much to gossip on.. LOlz, cause most of the time, gab said they gossiping abt guys, but oh well, we did hav fun, Gab n his cheeseburger.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 8pm, Shaz had to go meet her dad, after sending her home, Gab, Cindy and I took a bus home, Cindy alighted at dover coz she had to take an mrt home, Gab came over to my place to borrow the drill for his curtain, then he headed home, while I...... hehheh, took a bath n went over to the designing brains of mine. I look around my entire room, searching for suitable spots to drill some small planks on for my candles, man, the path for my dream of a gothic room is coming true... i can feel it!! :) haha, after callnig up my dad for some brainstorming, here i am writing this post now, yea, so this is what happened on this saturday. Till Then.~!~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111426439169222682?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111426439169222682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111426439169222682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111426439169222682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111426439169222682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/04/ikea.html' title='Ikea'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111345316805702746</id><published>2005-04-14T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-20T12:15:47.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pacifier</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Pacifier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Finally, a well-earned enjoyable movie after 45 mins of brain wrecking. Sam was hoping for a nearer place to watch as it was going to be an evening movie and he stays at tiong bahru, yea. He asked me to go ahead and watch with Cindy Ash n Gab, and on the other side, Cindy was asking me to watch it wif Sam Ash n Gab, and eing the middleman, its reallie hard to decide where to watch because, its quite against my personal policy to leave someone out in a movie outing wen we already had planned it. I keep narrowing down the place of movie and ask both parties, just cant seem to get an agreement, and so finally after 45 mins, Sam told me he could come over the jurong point to watch! Oh Praise The Lord! But if he was to come to jurong point, one of us would hav to lend him some money, and this isnt a big problem, afterall it was juz a small sum of money :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, the decision was finally made that all of us r going to jurong point, and we n i told Cindy about it, she said she wasn't going, LOL! GAVE ME A SHOCK OF MY LIFE! IN the end she went, phew*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the movie theatre, while we were watching the pacifier, Gab n Ash were eating Ben n Jerry's ice cream, due to some 'darKnEsS' i accidentally knock the ice cream over, the good thing was, the ice cream did not topple, BUT! the ice cream spoon dropped, then Gab n I looked at each other, and i bet in our minds, we were thinking... 'Shit' Then i forgot wad Gab said, he licked the ice cream from the cup instead, then he passed it to me, i was like... erm, then i passed it over to the others, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, lets cover the part of the show, quite a hilarious comedy indeed, maybe a 3.5/5 for a laugh factor? yea, but i wudn't wanna be telling u guys abt the movie, lest u guys haven watch it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, all of us decided to go to a nearby playground at Cindy's place to chill, all of us were talking about secondary sch life, and leave it to ash to giv us silent killers, LOL, Sam was partially immuned to it, but Cindy Gab and I were like shifted to one side, yea. Then we suggested telling ghost stories in the middle of a basketball court wen its already quite late at night, i already heard the story before so i knew wad was going to happen, but Sam and Cindy were like slowly shifting away from Ash, and frankly, shifted quite alot! haha yea, but still, Cindy got shocked in the end, haha yup and it was getting late and Sam had to get home, so we send Cindy home and we took a cab, alighted at Ash's place, Gab n I walked home while sam took the cab home, and yes, we ended the day like that, quite a fulfilling night i must say, haha ok.&lt;br /&gt;till then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111345316805702746?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111345316805702746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111345316805702746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111345316805702746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111345316805702746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/04/pacifier.html' title='The Pacifier'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111338628175553566</id><published>2005-04-13T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:06:25.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stayover</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Stayover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Gab and Ash came to stay over at my place last night, 7 hours of gameplay if u would count Ash's share, its a surprising thing to see that Ash's dad allowed him to stay over, guess things between them had gone better, anyways, we bought oyster egg to my place and eat, so bloody oily. yEacH! but forget that, so happy to have completed Metal Gear Solid, long ending i shud say, one of ps2 most finest display of graphics. Then, Ash began playing his dark cloud like for the following 2 1/2 hours wen Gab came. We shifted all out stuff to my sisters room cause theres freakin more space there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ash crept close to me as Gab was playing Fatal Frame, but its not veri scary now as i have gotten used to it, guess thats not the case for Ash... haha. After 2 hours of fatal frame, Ash decided that we play another game, then they took out fifa street, but i wasn't concentrating on their game at all, coz the thing is i had a very tiring day and yesterday's weather was like so scorching hot! Funny thing is, i think i dreamt and i woke up blabbering something while they were still playing, Gab n Ash were like luaghing at my trash talk.. haha yea, but then i went back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next morning when i woke up, i found that a blanket just was'nt enough to keep myself warm, in fact, it never was, i grabbed some of Ash's blanket to make a double layer of it. But Oh Wait! Gab woke up too! he ask me to continue Fatal Frame with him, haha we r like so glued to the tv. On hearing Fatal Frame, i think Ash heard it and woke up also.... such a coincidence huh? yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz got home from OCBC bank and the clinic, to pay my school fees and to go for a colour vision check, required for my poly course, git home and here i am writing this, going for a movie with Gab Ash Cindy and Sam later... yeap so.... till then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111338628175553566?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111338628175553566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111338628175553566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111338628175553566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111338628175553566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/04/stayover.html' title='Stayover'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111216798491418710</id><published>2005-03-30T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:06:45.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Well</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh Well&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh well, i guess i shudnt feel so troubled now that things are healing. i hope. I cant reallie describe wad happened for the past few days. but for sure i noe that TAG CS had fun on gabriel's birthday at Steword Riverboat's Santa Fe. gAB, thank your godly sis n friends man! alright im just kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;on monday, we went to watch miss congeniality2, an average comedy which i think i wud only give 3 stars out of 5? yea and the surprising thing was GM was there to join us, hope he din felt awkward back then. TAG was obssessed with this word game whereby u start with a word, and the next person has to make up another word starting from the last letter of the previous word, sounds lame right? but u cant believe that this game actually lasted the whole day, in the cab, buying movie tix, at mos burger, cold storage, yea basically everywhere we were playing it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;got to meet up with an old friend, my bestest bud during primary n secondary school, cliff, u certainly rock, we had another of our gaming marathon that lasted say like 11 hours straight? and that was a new record! goodness gracious! thankful for having to know sumone like him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;yea well thats about all i wanna say.. till then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111216798491418710?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111216798491418710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111216798491418710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111216798491418710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111216798491418710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/03/oh-well.html' title='Oh Well'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111051402700824060</id><published>2005-03-11T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:07:01.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bacardi's Gone dry</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bacardi's Gone Dry&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nice hangover i got back there man. i think i nearly choked my toilet bowl... LOlz. went to watch hitch wif my TAGgies and cindy.. hitch, quite a romantic comedy, a grade A in expressing himself, the actor i mean. Went to starbucks after to movie to kill time and chatted. quite a load of crap actually.... it was a very 'open' conversation i must say.. cindy, if u see this, WE'RE NOT GAYS! LOloz. we r juz a trio of happening peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but oh well, after the starbucks, we took a bus to ash's house to prepare sum cards and cups and headed down to the pool, indian poker was fun, at least, well i guess cindy was the one hu drank the most during the first half of the whole thing, and wen i think we're tipsy, gab, ash, and cindy stopped drinking, i mademany attempts to drink from the bottle, but they said HELL NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok maybe i said a little too much, i dunno. but all i noe is i was quite sober at the end of the whole thing? and me and gab managed to sent cindy home, after which, i went to gabriel's house to chill, splash some cologne and rest be4 heading home, lucky thing no one knew. bathed, lied on my bed there there i was, conked out. until 5 am wen cindy sms.. lolz we chatted till 7 and she went to slp, while i played wif 'ahboy' coz i couldnt slp animore.. haha but comes morning, vomitting a li'l came. started the day afresh and that's that. till then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111051402700824060?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111051402700824060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111051402700824060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111051402700824060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111051402700824060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/03/bacardis-gone-dry.html' title='Bacardi&apos;s Gone dry'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-111003981490348841</id><published>2005-03-06T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:07:15.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa again!~!~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sentosa Again~!~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ok, here's me again wif one of my life. todae went to sentosa again wif karin, andy, gabriel, wai en, chuen leong, ashley, gin min, kenny, andy, tony, jessica, jian and his gf... i couldn't meet them up in the morning coz i had to go for a family lunch at a dim sum restaurent at Chin Swee Road becoz my brother's leaving for Ho Chi Minh City on wednesday for busniess... that's y i arrived a little late. Well, sentosa was basically loads of fun, but damn, no one brought sunblock, im going get super tanned in time to come :) we played quite a few matches there but there was a few significant ones... we met Chen Han Wei.. haha.. his hair is kinda ugly. Not only that, his team consist of mainly normal beach-ers cept for 1 person which reallie acted like a gay... his girly voice voices and his high pitched shouts... not forgetting... the way he runs is totally LOL. It was truly hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then me gabriel and ash went to borrow floats to join manying wai en and karin at the beach, all of us were lazing at the beach while kenny and gang sat at the shore watching us.... we spent like half an hour in the water be4 coming up... then, it was volleyball again. we played wif Han Wei's team quite often, veri unforgettable becoz of sum particular 'gay' guy (giggles)it was abt 6 when all of us went to bathe and decided to call it a day. However, the night is still young and andy suggested eating at marina south. I think gin min n karin reallie felt quite bored as jian and his gf were absent. haha but oh well we still had a gd time. Then karin arrived wif the ice creams, the way ash n gab eat theirs is like 'blowing' each other :x LOL, and we ate till 11.30 be4 cabbing home wif ash gab n karin. and here i am writing this post... i reallie had fun!! hah till then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-111003981490348841?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/111003981490348841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=111003981490348841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111003981490348841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/111003981490348841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/03/sentosa-again_06.html' title='Sentosa again!~!~'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110959235475123616</id><published>2005-02-28T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:06:02.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Results&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;wellwellwell..... results.... hwahahahahaha..... though not gd, but i think i did better than i expected.... ok that's all peeps. no time to write so much aniwae...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110959235475123616?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110959235475123616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110959235475123616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110959235475123616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110959235475123616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/results.html' title='results'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110896799613171860</id><published>2005-02-21T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:07:51.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>scorpio? damn this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Scorpio? Damn This Rubbish :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thierry Lim is mysterious and enigmatic; deep, perceptive, powerful, passionate and terribly, terribly sexy! The sentence above must be true because Thierry is a Scorpio and Scorpios as we all know are infamous for their interest in... well now, here's a funny thing. Despite what they say, Scorpios are not actually quite as wild and wicked as they are painted. Thierry has, it must be said, a very hypnotic appeal but what's truly mesmerising about Thierry is not his pout but his perspicacity. Thierry has an uncanny, almost spooky to see right through you. He can make you feel naked and exposed just by casting one meaningful glance in your direction. What he is looking at though, when he peers below the surface, is not your underwear but your underlying intention! "Where are you coming from? What are you up to? Can you be trusted? Are you going to tell the truth?" These are the questions that Thierry subconsciously fires out as soon as he sees you. His inner radar never fails to provide him with the right answer. He is sensitive beyond measure, and it is partly to protect his own sensitivity that he scrutinises people so thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;There is another reason why Thierry Lim is so keen to see into your soul: he needs to know how sensitive you are. He knows from long, bitter experience that not many people can take the kind of candour that he cannot help but dispense. Thierry is not a person to mince his words, hold back his opinions or shy away from taboo topics. He doesn't want to cause offence, nor does he want to waste his time, so he picks his confidantes carefully. All of which brings us back to where we began. If you are sensitive enough to appreciate Thierry's special qualities you will consider that there is something exceptionally sexy about him and he will feel the same way about you. So perhaps Thierry Lim is living proof that it is true what they say about Scorpios after all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I truly, truly, truly think this is crap so dun take note. (damned.... one must hav read the above to hav read this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110896799613171860?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110896799613171860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110896799613171860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110896799613171860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110896799613171860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/scorpio-damn-this.html' title='scorpio? damn this'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110839704629561529</id><published>2005-02-15T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:08:17.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Valentines Day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Valentines day.... im so happy coz its a beautiful day... its a beautiful day.... its a beautiful day... u noe y? coz heaven and i, noes...... :) its a beautiful day......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110839704629561529?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110839704629561529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110839704629561529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110839704629561529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110839704629561529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/valentines-day.html' title='Valentines Day'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110814814752267142</id><published>2005-02-12T02:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:46:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great day to be spent</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It is now 2.40 am and im gonna tell u wad happened yesterdae the time had past.... woke up at 8 am, wanted to go bathe and go to schoold for vball training, but well, i decided to laze around til 10am wen i reached sch to see all the peeps. vball matches were fun but it ended quickly as many of us were tired and stuffs like that. after vball, we went home at came out again to meet for mahjong, there were me, manying, gab, ash, kenny and andy... we went to andy's house to play... met up wif gabriel and then on to manying and we took a cab to andy's place. for some CS reasons... our mahjong was put on hold by andy, but well in the end we still got to play... man did i lose quite abit.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was already 8.30, we had to go eat and furthermore manying had to go home for dinner, her mom had cooked curry chicken. ash. kenny and andy intended to meet us at marina south taking a cab, but me and gab decided to take a cab home wif manying first to send her back and much to our surprise, ash called to sae that they managed to hail a maxi cab and ask us to stop at manying's place so they could come and get us from there to save some money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maxi cab was fun! not to mention its kinda cosy as there were alot of space for u to move around... haha and as if all these weren't enough, we saw a tv, thinking we could watch a movie or sth, the cab driver on it and at first i thought it was a documentary film, which as a result happened to be a KARAOKE! lol! the cab driver even handed us a mic! omg, were we surprised! we had many fun in there... singing and laughing to our hearts content :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the first time, i did not sweat at all eating at marina coz we reached there at around 9+ and furthermore, we sat on the open... so the wind could blow in our direction aniways, we ate alot! andy was the prawn king, i bet he could finish up the whole tray of prawns, andn there was also gabriel wif his lady's finger.... god... its so slimy.. haha yea well... basically, everyone had a good time and i cant wait for the next time wen we are out again wif this group of friends. truly fascinating.. ho hum.. haha :) ok the time is now 2.54 am saturday wen the post i hav written was on friday.. :) sry for reaching home so late tt i cudn't post it in time on friday.. :)&lt;br /&gt;till then....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110814814752267142?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110814814752267142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110814814752267142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110814814752267142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110814814752267142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/great-day-to-be-spent.html' title='Great day to be spent'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110797023758790614</id><published>2005-02-10T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:46:37.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more sad than fun? or vice versa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;here i am.... posting this on a thursday morning 1.08 am.... im still now in keyong's house wif the rest of the peeps.... todae was... shud i sae fun? woke up at 12 pm yesterdae, then i went to get prepared and everything... left the house at 1.30 pm to go to my mom's cousin's house for new year celebration... well... the ambience there is like... quite boring as i aint close wif them, but nevertheless, i still got many red packets nonetheless, well i shud sae tt there are many snacks waiting to be consumed :) but then again... nuthin reallie amuses me.... after which, my brother drove me to seletar resevoir, that was where he alwaes went fishing, frankly speaking, that place is reallie nice, reallie hope i cud bring her there to let her see how its like. on the way to seletar resevoir, theres quite a long way of pavement be4 actually reaching the jetty and stuff, and i tell u, there r alot of monkeys along the way.... cute little creatures i must sae... but theres a malay throwing bread bread at them... at first i thought it was ok... thought he was juz feeding them... instead he threw the bread pieces forcefully at them.... such a inhumane action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was already 6 or 6.30 pm.. manying msged me if i am going for the movie kenny and the rest had plan... i told her i wud think abt it... den my brother drove me to my grandma's place at sixth avenue, so nice to see my cousins again after so long.... guess its been a year... well... first thing my aunts n uncles said wen they saw me... "wah... thierry... ur hair...is stupendous"(wadeva tt is), didn't eat quite much as i ate alot of snacks back at my mom's cousin's place....yea well... got to tok abit wif my cousins and such, got to catch up abit....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9pm, wednesdae. i told my mom i had to go alraeady, coz kenny and the rest are waiting for me, i bid farewell to my aunts n uncles, not forgetting cousins as well... lastly, i kissed my grandma farewell and left the bungalow... my sis's boyfriend drove me to lido, nice rite.. yea i got to meet them and we went up to get drinksbe4 entering the cinema. they got 4 seats a row for 2 rows... andy, kenny, gin min and karin got the back 4 and ashley, shumei, manying and me got the front row... :) yea... i was already high tide at half time of the show already... damit.. lolz.. after the movie... all of us went to burger king's toilet.... to relieve our tide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andy, kenny, gin min and karin took a cab to keyong's place while me and manying, ash n shjumei took a cab to send manying home be4 going to keyong's place.... we reached manying's block... she got off and we told the cab to move on to keyong's place... be4 the cab went out of the carpark... i suddenly had a funny feeling... i got off the cab and walked around the whole estate.... yea well i dun prefer to disclose the rest here... then i went ahead to keyong's place to see them plaeing mahjong... sensing i was having mixed feelings here n there... i went to the com and wrote this post here... yea... i dunno wad im gonna do later, dun feel like doing anitink cept to hav a gd talk to at least sumbody... somebody at all.... i dun care hu... juz sum1 to tok to... i'll end here now... adios...&lt;br /&gt;till then.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110797023758790614?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110797023758790614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110797023758790614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110797023758790614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110797023758790614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/more-sad-than-fun-or-vice-versa.html' title='more sad than fun? or vice versa?'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110768517971954006</id><published>2005-02-06T17:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-13T18:04:05.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 years..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;100 Years&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;heya.... damned blogspot..... i created an entry yesterdae but they erased it for me... thx ar blogspot... ok so im gonna write yesterdae's stuffs again... BLOGSPOT.... AGAIN....!! haha... ok.. yesterdae i went to SP Open House wif jon gab ash manying huiqi and karin... met samuel on the way there too.... and i tell u SP's a little boring... as one can see, there isnt reallie any sings of information to stick to therefore u cant reallie venture aniwae in tt sch... convention centre's pretty small too.... hatta squeeze around : lame.... yea, but at least all is not lost for the girls.. though their photo was lost, they still had fun at one of the stores where they bought this little hp accessory with their names on it... nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After visiting Sp's business faculty.. we went to jurong east to get gab's and ying's hair done and huqi had to go.... so we bid her farewell... and went on to jurong entertainment centre... gabriel's hair was nice, look refreshed.... and for manying... all i can sae is.. screw the hairstylist... didnt reallie did any visible change to her hair.. but as i said, she still looks gd aniwaes.. :) the day ended wif taiwan sausages from the pasarmalam... karin had to go to her grandma's house so we sent her off at the bustop, and gab, ash, me and manying went to take the mrt back to clementi where ash and gab sabo me... he went to another carriage wif ash n me n manying at the other... but sure i do like the quiet time alone wif her back there... :) after we got out, ash had to go back home for family reunion. manying had to go back coz she's going out wif her mom.... and as alwaes, only gab n me left.. we bought a drink and he went over to my house to watch bleach... oh ya btw.... thx gabriel.... for hlping me out wif the manga downloads....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, for today.... there isnt reallie much to talk abt, todae's programmes for me are all horrendous... livin like a couch potato... been online since like 11 am? til now my com's still on... played a little bit of wc wif kenny n gm... we won... :) got to chat wif alot of muh frens, crapping around wit them.... haha gab.... cindy... limin... kenny... kok meng.... yep... i think im gonna go to jp later to get a new pair of goggles for mine n gab's so called 'training' haha then perhaps maybe in the night around 11+ we will be heading to karin's house for a chat by the pool wif yours truly, karin, gab, ash, andy, and maybe kenny.... yup tts my plan for todae... reallie hope my wish will come true.... the one i pray for every night... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;100 years by five for fighting&lt;br /&gt;*last verse&lt;br /&gt;I'm 99 for a moment&lt;br /&gt;Dying for just another moment&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Counting the ways to where you are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110768517971954006?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110768517971954006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110768517971954006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110768517971954006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110768517971954006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/02/100-years.html' title='100 years..'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110717775329909804</id><published>2005-01-31T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T11:47:26.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WAHaaha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;LOLLOLLOLLOL... todae i went to dover for dinner.... supposed to meet my parents after tt but they asked me to go straight home instead... well... if it isnt last minute message! Z_Z yea.. and aniwae i met 2 people at dover..... the first one was raymond at first i din noe... but i still spotted him sorta like waiting for the lift or sth i walked passed him and he gave me that O.O look and i was like o.O? yea.. it was reallie a little shocking la.... ok nvm thwen i went to eat at a nereby coffeeshop.. LAKSA! :) alright... it was not bad afterall... den manying called while i was eating... she asked me whether i was in dover... and of coz i was like searching around frantically for her... afterall... she cudnt hav known i was in dover if she didn't see me... but then she said she knew becoz raymond ask her wad i was doing in dover... guess he still doesnt noe wad reallie happened huh.. den ying sabo me...! lol jk.... she told raymond i went to dover to look for him and talk to him abt ying... yea... tts it abt the raymond stuff...&lt;br /&gt;and yes... the 2nd person i met was a 'malay' chocolate.... dark..... tanned...... LOL.. yea i met kim, then we talked and talked.... sumtimes it was her problems and sumtimes it was mine (aftermath) and i tell u guys, this 'malay' is troublesome! made me walked here and there and even consumed 4 cans of chrysanthemum since i stepped into dover area... but it was farnie tho... talking to her... she's F.O.C (not free of charge but FULL OF CRAP!) haha yea... aniwae... after which... she got home and i went to take a cab home coz my momma asked me to rush home to see if the stove is still on... guess she musta have forgotten... and went to bathe and here i am writing this post... yeap! finished for the day! till thEn! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110717775329909804?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110717775329909804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110717775329909804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110717775329909804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110717775329909804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/01/wahaaha.html' title='WAHaaha'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110640288041838876</id><published>2005-01-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:09:55.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i've sinned</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yet another time i didn't noe wad i was doing... Absolut Vodka neat wasn't really nice... bacardi was much better.. i was in a daze, didn't really noe wad i was thinking about, but gabriel n jian said i looked really bad, god, i was so really really sorry. jian, gab, ash, i think i reallie trouble u guys alot, im seriously sorry about that. Many foolish things i did, lie on the floor, hugging the pillar, and some stuff, and yet, i cudn't remember wad i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kenny&lt;br /&gt;im really sorry i called u last nite at around 2 am, it was reallie unintentional and i reallie cudn't remember any stuff, so sorry i woke u up in the middle of ur slp. SORRY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy&lt;br /&gt;And yes, there was cindy also, din noe wad i said to you, but, yes, i think i took up much of ur time wif my problems till u'll find me a bother i dunno.. but aniwae, once again, i gotta sae sorry for bothering you. Seriously speaking, u reallie are a gd fren to share my problems wif, a pity i cudn't tok to u last nite in my stupor coz i dun even noe i called u in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley told me i said alot of things yesterdae night, things like 'i love her' and stuff, yea... it was like, i ain't gonna juz giv up like that.. and yes, jian sorry if i troubled u last night wif my problems.... wif wad i did.. juz hope i did not dirty ur place.. thx oso for letting use ur house...&lt;br /&gt;What i did last night juz wasnt being me at all...... god...... told her i cant drink animore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------I'VE SINNED-----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------ IM SO SORRY---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110640288041838876?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110640288041838876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110640288041838876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110640288041838876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110640288041838876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/01/ive-sinned.html' title='i&apos;ve sinned'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110605795349985685</id><published>2005-01-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:12:00.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven Knows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She's always on my mind, from the time i wake up, till i close my eyes, she's everywhere i go, she's all i know. Though she's so far away, it's just keeps getting stronger, every day, and even now she's gone, i'm still holding on. So tell me where do i start, cause it's breaking my heart, don't wanna let her go. Maybe my love will come back some day, only heaven knows, and maybe our hearts will find their way, only heaven knows, and all i can do is hope and pray, cause heaven knows. My friends keep telling me, that if you really love her, you've gotta set her free, and if she returns in time, i'll know she's mine. Why i live in despair, cause while awake or dreaming, i know she's never there, and all these time i act so brave, i'm shaking inside, why does it hurt me so...heaven knows... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110605795349985685?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110605795349985685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110605795349985685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110605795349985685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110605795349985685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/01/heaven-knows_18.html' title='Heaven Knows...'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110601680606565820</id><published>2005-01-18T10:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T12:15:04.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Same as alwaes.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This feeling..... this whole freakin feeling, its juz so hard to describe,cant slp, cant do things right, cant think straight, nuthin i do ever amuses me animore, not the computer, not the ps, not even goin out, in fact i dun even feel like doin anithing at all. I juz feel so lost, so empty, lifeless. y do such things have to happen on me, i reallie didn't do anithing wrong to deserve it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;i mean, wad did i do? was my biggest fault being too concerned about her... which caused her to feel guilty neglecting me.. im juz doin wad i feel i shud, god, she reallie made me nervous on that day, i juz miss her so much that i hope to see her for one last time be4 she actually go to jc, coz after which she wun hav tt much time to spend wif me, my calls she didn't pick up, my smses, she didn't reply and it was getting late, sounds foolish ya? but i was starting to get worried...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so sry ash, im so sry i had to ask u to wait for her wif me, u reallie shudn't hav to. but becoz of my request, u waited, thx bro. at that point of time, it was already 11.30 and ash reallie had to go home, ok so i send him off at clementi ave 6, thinking that after sending him off i wud go home. wen i was making my way home, my heart ached literally, i reallie dunno wads wrong... wads happening, i reallie hav to see her.... then i made my way back to her carpark and found a place to sit, it was already 11.50 as i remembered and then she called, telling me to go home and stuff and said that she was alright, she juz went to town tts all.... i did feel a little better then, seriously.. but i still don't know y, something in my mind keep telling me i hav to see her, i was reallie gonna explode soon.... then i carry on waiting till 12.50 but to no avail, she wasn't there, then i went home.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110601680606565820?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110601680606565820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110601680606565820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110601680606565820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110601680606565820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2005/01/same-as-alwaes.html' title='Same as alwaes.....'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-110148827652061913</id><published>2004-11-27T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T00:57:56.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Maplestory</title><content type='html'>yes. been gaming. playing maplestory for the past 2 hrs? collecting items to SELL. mUaHhA. more $$.. LOL. =x&lt;br /&gt;well.. going out of s'pore ta get leather shoes for my prom nite. like i've said.. more variety.. cheaper.. and .. fun?!? wad crap.&lt;br /&gt;yea. gonna shop and G2000 for my other stuffs. yup. haha. was toking to kim on de fone juz now. we were sort of quarreling. haha. she accompanied her bro to shop for his prom stuffs. She said G2000 doesn't really haf nice clothes. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-110148827652061913?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/110148827652061913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=110148827652061913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110148827652061913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/110148827652061913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2004/11/maplestory.html' title='Maplestory'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7844420.post-109644365137767009</id><published>2004-09-29T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T15:40:51.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>28 sep</title><content type='html'>what a nice evening, juz been out viewing the full moon. everywhere i go or everywhere i walked to, theres sure to be little children holding thier lanterns and dancing awae wif their friends. it gives me dejavu, well i used to do tt too as well, but instead of lanterns, i plaed with fire! hoohoo. wonder what will my mom sae if she sees this.. haha aniwae todae was a bz day, did plenty of studying wif shumei, ash, kenny, n jian at hme. although is was a little noisy, i still enjoyed it. its like, everyone was quiet, ding thier things, ashley, as alwaes, studying wif blarring loud music, shumei... hmmm i dunno, soo into studying, kenny? keep looking at his handfone to see if his love msged him.... hahaha and finally jian, omg he is alwaes sooooooo slpy! WAKE UP! haha but dun worry i tink all of us will turn out fine in the end! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7844420-109644365137767009?l=lljcooloopid.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/feeds/109644365137767009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7844420&amp;postID=109644365137767009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/109644365137767009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7844420/posts/default/109644365137767009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lljcooloopid.blogspot.com/2004/09/28-sep.html' title='28 sep'/><author><name>Thierry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08866419184715562744</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
