<?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-29704938</id><updated>2011-10-10T22:52:32.008+08:00</updated><category term='you spend your nights alone..'/><category term='randomness at its finest'/><category term='farewell'/><title type='text'>in the company of mr. Melody</title><subtitle type='html'>the name's luq. 
i'm 17. 
music is my love. 
talking is a waste of breath. 
dun like it? buzz off</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-842471363113985116</id><published>2007-02-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T23:17:37.782+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='farewell'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am leaving this for smth better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-842471363113985116?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/842471363113985116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='you spend your nights alone..'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;you spend your nights alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he never comes home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and everytime you call him,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;all you get's a busy tone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i heard you found out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;he's doing to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what you did to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ain't that the way it goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;words of a wisemen. and karma does come back to bite you in the ass. trust me, when it does happen to you, you're gonna regret it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay, on to the agenda that's been bugging me lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have no idea why, but recently, i have been thinking alot about you. even after talking about how i chose to only be friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHY!? why is this so. am i slowly getting attracted to you, again? am i suffering a relapse of whatever occured back in the BV days. aaaah, i miss you so much and i'm like really wishing that you're done with all your projects and all that. and your holidays are just around the bend riiiight? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and like, you're gonna be a bum and just laze around at home riiiight? haha. this means, hang out hang out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, i joined the kakis yesterday to celebrate the birthdays of 3 of my gal pals from the changkat days. so that means like, 8-9 years of friendship? now im kinda regretting not getting to know them a little better cause i would have been more open and shit like that around them. but you know i love you guys right? all 3 of you 18year olds who wouldnt stop teasing me about JUST TURNING 17.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;thanks ah people!! you made me feel young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, yesterday was lorryloads of fun. yes fun! we had cancerous barbecued food thanks to the never ending smearing of margerine on to the coal. haha. i'm just kidding people. the food was great, company was awesome. atmosphere was just.. ecstatic. i felt, really really happy for the first time in a long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it's amazing how friends can really make your day, even if it wasnt YOUR special day, you'd feel absolutely jubilant in their presence. so go on and build bridges, not burn them. i learnt my lesson, the hard way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hence the opening statement after the poem. oh well, im not regretting the decision i made cause you don't look back right? just move on and stop reminiscing about the past. honestly, despite what all the friends have told me. i never really did regret making that decision. and i'm not sayin it as an 'in-your-face' kinda statement. im just pointing out the facts because well, this is my blog right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm kinda hoping all this time taking a break from the blogging world has maybe totally removed the number of people actually reading this. i wanna make this bloggy private. and people might be thinking 'set a pass u dumbass' and to answer that question, simple, im too damned lazy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anyways, back to the birthday issue. haha. celebrated mas' sya's and illy's birthdays (in chronological order). the highlight of the day must have been the post-party. haha. playing childish games around the table. that to me, was the icing on the cake. another one would be the prize-opening ceremony. just seeing the smiles of delight totally gave me the sense of satisfaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i know how you guys (or girls rather) have been sending all these SMSes, thanking all those who turned up for the event and all that. but seriously, i thank you guys. that was one of the most awesome days i ever had. i'm hoping that's a signal that '07 would be a kickass year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;musically and entertainment-wise, i know '07 wouldnt disappoint. but it's the factors that affect me on a more personal level, things that i wanna change for the better to help me make this year a more meaningful and satisfactory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;once again, i'll try my best to build bridges. instead of burning them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i really enjoyed yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love you guys, =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-2335910948669262288?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/2335910948669262288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=2335910948669262288&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/2335910948669262288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/2335910948669262288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/02/you-spend-your-nights-alone-he-never.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-5490625629519839602</id><published>2007-02-13T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T23:57:35.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='randomness at its finest'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay so uh, in a coupla minute's time it would be the day most couples rejoice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day that most couples go through extravagant means just to prove to one another of the depth of their love and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but why must it only be on this fated 14th of feb that people want to start renouncing their love to their respective partners and such. uhh, okay, that's about all the anti-vday feelings that i have. in short, im not really a big fan of vday. it's just too, abnormal for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just like anniversaries and birthdays and all the other stuff are. come on fellow homo sapiens, it's just an ordinary day when flowers are extremely overcharged and people have an increased expectation of being on the receiving end of some loving when to sun sets. look, luq just is not a bg fan of vday. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i have been looking through youtube and found many many brilliant artists who couldnt cut a recording contract.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why the hell do recording companies sign deals with brainless gits like britney and all other musically uninclined retards. i just think that it's unjust that people who's got real talent. real RAW talent be stuck to performing in front of a webcam and uploading it to youtube hoping to get the ratings and all that. open your damned eyes man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see who's got real talent and who doesn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's when i came to realize that, if the music industry was filled with john mayers and alicia keys, den the world would hear the same sort of music. i am not making sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the words that i am typing are just flowing out of me. no thoughts, no nothing. ah well, i know 2007 would be a better year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;already i have made some changes in my life that i hope would make luq a better man walking this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-5490625629519839602?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/5490625629519839602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=5490625629519839602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/5490625629519839602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/5490625629519839602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/02/okay-so-uh-in-coupla-minutes-time-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116991928129884558</id><published>2007-01-28T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T01:34:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;i haven't been able to update this blog and neither would i be able to. im taking this short little time to do so because i just want to say that i love rachael.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;she rocks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i have to meet her in march.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;exams are coming soon and i have been using that excuse to get out of meeting people i don't really wanna meet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;karma will come and bite me in the ass. or as i recently learnt, AVOCADO will occur. only the prison break faithful will get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;funny ass tv serial. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;one major flaw though, they're all in prison but their hair don't grow.. that is a MAJOR HMMMM!? yes yes? agree with me you bitcheS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;because rachael is hot and i just said so!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;scarlett johanssen is hot too, but she's probably already taken. *ahem* timberlake *ahem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;okay, so now i gotta go snooze and wake up to another day of facing books. whoop de fucken doo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;see you people around. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;this year is getting terrific. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-116788984645471278</id><published>2007-01-04T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T13:52:54.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Ode to...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/vMDrPsnEfr4" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116788984645471278?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116788984645471278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116788984645471278&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788984645471278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788984645471278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/01/ode-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116788564995188149</id><published>2007-01-04T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T12:40:50.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to waste your time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to waste your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've got to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We worked hard, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We don't have no control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We're under control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to do it your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to do it your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to give it to you, your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to change your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to change the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to watch it go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to watch you go by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We were young, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We don't have no control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;We're out of control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to do it your way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to do it your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to give it to you, your way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to know...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to change your mind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't want to waste your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just want to know you're alright.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I've got to know you're alright;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You are young, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;For now, but not for long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Under control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;-under control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;by the strokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116788564995188149?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116788564995188149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116788564995188149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788564995188149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788564995188149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-dont-want-to-waste-your-time-i-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116788196923315985</id><published>2007-01-04T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T11:39:31.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so in this coming few months, 3 of my favourite source of entertainments would be coming to town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2 of which would be having concerts while the other would be here for the mosaic music festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;for the uninformed, john legend, muse, hoobastank and rachael yamagata would be coming to town for their own stuff. yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;john legend and muse concerts are like on the 15th and 16th. and one of my buddies is going for both. sick. yes i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;not a big fan of WHO?-ya-stank. so uh won't really care much for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but.. rachael yamagata's performing for mosaic. i know im gonna kick myself in the balls for not going for john legend and muse.. but hopefully i'd be able to make it for rachael's. i mean.. it's rachael!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BE BE YOUR LOVE BAYBEH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, i shall lay low for awhile.. feel like puking over and over. and that's not cause im bulimic. bleah. my body's abit laggy when it comes to diseases. it's already getting toasty and i'm only gettin sick now? what the..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, so summarising this entry, i kick balls for nt going for legend and muse's concerts. i want to see rachael yamagata. im sick. and im all alone at home. fan-bloody-tastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh tennessee what did you write?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i come together in the middle of the night.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's an ending that i can't write.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;cause i've got you to let me down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116788196923315985?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116788196923315985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116788196923315985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788196923315985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116788196923315985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-in-this-coming-few-months-3-of-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116781186165196639</id><published>2007-01-03T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T18:04:03.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;say it's possible&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/AlXlhFlHR8A" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116781186165196639?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116781186165196639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116781186165196639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116781186165196639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116781186165196639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2007/01/say-its-possible.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116757785781480499</id><published>2006-12-31T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T23:10:57.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's been over 3 months since i updated this pretty dead blog of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the previous entry of mine was just during this period of serendipity. yeah, so during the past 3 months all i've done is distanced myself from the people ard me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i dont really feel like having friends anymore when all they do is be a letdown and screw up your mind. yes, luq is weak, cant even keep up with my own gym regime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what the fuck?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sometimes i really feel like just quitting school. sheer boredom just dominates. the motivation to continue with studying is just not present. let alone all the shit that i had to go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;fuck who needs those people anyways. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so all i want to do for this year is to just go about minding my own business and try to limit my contact with the rest of the world. it might sound psychotic. but who gives a shit. nobody i know of does? so why start now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;perhaps its just an emo phase that im going throught right now. i dont know. i dont want to know. and it is better that i do not know. whatever it is, this little site of mine will be a place for me to store whatever lyrics or poems or anything of the sort and also a place for me to vent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and right now, that is what i would do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i want to be all on my own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;leave me alone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;in other words, fuck off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;have a nice day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116757785781480499?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116757785781480499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116757785781480499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116757785781480499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116757785781480499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-been-over-3-months-since-i-updated.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-116549416259159712</id><published>2006-12-07T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T22:57:42.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;aubrey your not&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/gsCE2RmSBus" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love it love it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-116549416259159712?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/116549416259159712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=116549416259159712&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116549416259159712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/116549416259159712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/12/aubrey-your-not-love-it-love-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115716024478919527</id><published>2006-09-02T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:24:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i know how i said i wun be updating anymore and it's ironic cause i'm here blogging at 9 in the morn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WHY AM I DOING THIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;honestly, i dun haf a clue. my guess would be insomnia kicking in again. or maybe my body's just asking me to work out on the weekends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'll pass..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i shall be a fatass today and live the life of a geek. going to comex with the dad soon. when he wakes up. perhaps after that i'll make my way down to one of those lan shop thingy and work on my dota skills. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;now i'm feeling guilty cause i'm listening to futuresex/lovesounds in its entirety on the net. those who wants to listen to it can ask me for it. i don't feel safe posting it here. all i can say about the album is that. it's filled with dance tracks and has many many preludes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;his music has also matured. going for the whole sexy and in the mood image. perhaps mr.JayTee believes that he wants his music to grow along with his fans. keep in mind that the previous album of his was released in nov. '02. so that makes it a little less den 4 years for him to come up with another album.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh gosh.. 4 years. that makes it my sec1 year i think. yeah. cool huh. and people change and adapt with time. so i guess that is his objective in recording his upcoming album. allowing fans to be able to relate to his music and all that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;however, this whole new JayTee image.. it just doesn't make the cut for me. oh well, you can't expect people to remain the same after so long. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why do  i digress so much? i've no idea. my engine's not warmed up yet. it's only 9. super groggy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but hey, i've done my supposedly daily crunches, had my cereal. my eyes are droopy. but my body wants me to stay awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by the way, "My Love" will be Justin's single after Sexyback. and i dare say it souds loads better than sexyback. sexyback is kind of a letdown. gosh. im digressing again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm done for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i can see us holding hands,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;walking on the beach our clothes on the sand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i can see us on the countryside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sitting on the grass laying side by side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;you can be my baby,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;let me  make you my lady,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;girl u amaze me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;ain't gotta do nothing crazy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;see all i wan u to do it be my love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115716024478919527?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115716024478919527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115716024478919527&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115716024478919527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115716024478919527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-know-how-i-said-i-wun-be-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115711826684072206</id><published>2006-09-01T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T21:44:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've been super tired lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;went back to bedok view yesterday to celebrate teacher's day. they should prolly re-name it something else cause i think it's more like reunion for graduates' day. the reason being i saw more of my buddies back in sec school than i did teachers who contributed their sweat and effort in educating me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;despite the fact that i didn't get to see most teachers i expected to see, i enjoyed being back in beevee! all the memories came rushing in. All sorts of memories. good ones, and bad ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but managed to meet mr.Goh aka Mr.Penguin. our AMath teacher, and a terrific one at that. i'm pretty sure the express students who're didn't get him are like suffering. cause mr.goh is able to explain elaborate theories in a simple manner. therefore, his students are able to understand that particular topic easily. trust me, he's a terrific teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next, we met Mr.Physics teacher. Mr.Zaldy. a great motivational speaker who can arouse you're motivation and determination to give all you got for the exams or in anything you do for that matter. his teaching style is unique and maybe that's what started the controvesy of a certain student complaining bout his teaching. but oh well, the way he taught got me the grade for my Os. So i'm not complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then.. i forgot. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that's it. i think. it's more of a reunion for the students.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another thing! i met kai's 'fren' from archery. so that dude and me waited while she went over to her grandma's place or smth. we chatted while waiting and found out about EEE school and all that. when kai came back, she looked particularly worried so she asked me what we chatted bout the moment we got to beevee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;met up with the whole h9 gang and headed down to simpang where the group divided into the h9 people and the co. part of h9. zy joined co. though. and bohan kept teasing bout h8 and zy. lol~ funny funny people they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh gosh, im not in the mood to blog anymore. like totally not in the mood. i shall quit this then. goodbye blogger.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is the end for both of us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha, that's the problem i have with things. i get bored too easily, that's why i can't really stay attached to things. i have this problem of keeping my attention fixed on a certain objective longer den a certain period of time. after it hits that boundary, i just lose all my focus and drive on that thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so yeap, i just revealed another piece of my life today. and it might take awhile until i blog.. again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115711826684072206?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115711826684072206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115711826684072206&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115711826684072206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115711826684072206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/09/ive-been-super-tired-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115694680001883891</id><published>2006-08-30T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T22:06:40.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;to random passerby: i hereby promote u to faithful reader. haha. you're no longer random!! lol. and yeah. i talked to her already. at least i tried to. seems that things won't work out between us. dunno la. let things be i shall.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today was a rest day from all the going out i've been doin. yesterday i went swimming. all alone. i didn't mind swimming alone actually. mostly because i can swim at my own pace. what i mean is, i don't hafta worry bout another person waiting on you cause of my turtle speed in swimming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i suck at swimming, what can i say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, i enjoyed the alone time i had while swimming yesterday. the journey to and fro gave me time to think about, evaluate certain friendship and i had this weird moment when i was thinking about the possibilities of getting together with a couple of the gal pals i had. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha! nonsensical thoughts they were. some just led to awkward moments with the frens i hang out with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the best part was, i had a complete meal all alone at century square. luckily i didn't seem like a total loser who doesn't have friends cause i saw afew other people who were eating all alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so i ate my chicken chop fried rice as always, complemented with chrysanthemum tea and 2servings of fruits(namely papaya and honeydew)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm tryin out this whole new lifestyle thing you see. changing my eating habits together with the new exercise regime. that way, im totally a health freak. oh, except the fact that i'm all natural. i'm peel fresh natural ppl! no added sweetener or preservatives. HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;beat that u protein shake takers! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol! just kidding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and by the way, i've re-entered dota. not very proud of this fact. but there, i am into dota again. although not as addicted nor extremely hooked like previously. like i said, it's like a controlled drug thing. only difference is that i play to satisfy the occasional craving for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tmr will be a really long day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bedok view is gonna be a bore if ur not going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm off! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115694680001883891?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115694680001883891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115694680001883891&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115694680001883891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115694680001883891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-random-passerby-i-hereby-promote-u.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115677855763835192</id><published>2006-08-28T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T23:22:37.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've found a new love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;rachael yamagata!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a japanese/italian/german/american girl. yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cool huh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;great singing voice. which has a smoky quality to it. rarh she rocks. check out be be your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;im loving it, no, loving her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115677855763835192?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115677855763835192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115677855763835192&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115677855763835192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115677855763835192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-found-new-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115676996145469038</id><published>2006-08-28T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T20:59:21.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;replies to tags, or rather comment:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to apologetic soul: it's ok! no worries! haha. if u are competent in malay den 'kawan kawan tak mau lawan!'. and u commented 3 times! haha so no worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to gee: i'm feeling all better already. talked to my super close fren about it. and yeah, she cheered me up. and im feeling great!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;to random passerby: whoever you are, i voted ok!!! my votes were worth $2.40! and they all went to the soulful dude, Hady Mirza. he's one of those left WITH MAJOR TALENT! that justifies my blog entry! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there ya go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok so today was supposed to be a day out with 3 of my favourite people in the world! dilys, kai and gav. but hadta cancel cause the supposed b'day girl was feeling abit under the weather. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;food poisoning or smth of the sort. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WOMAN! i scared later u eat the cookies den trigger another ailment. HOW!? dun give u la hor? haha. yes yes meanie i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so instead hung out with my BRUDDAHS! since sec1. josh and gav. haven been out with this bunch since collection of o lvl result. HMM? that was just eons ago. so yeap. talked talked talked. and afew names kept coming up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;a particular Miss A., Miss Y., and Miss J. so cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;touched dota after awhile. and i've rusted. gosh i suck so bad! and battle.net standard sucks. what a letdown! oh well. shan't get complacent. been ages since i played. but managed to own like the opposing team quite easily. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;omg, battle net is sucha letdown rarh! hmm, joined a new club. west united fc. no idea how it is related to gaming but oh well. joining the club was just another way to re-enter the dota arena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm thinking of NFSMW. today was rather a boring day. nothing much to blog about. so there ya go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh by the way, my email's &lt;a href="mailto:alteczalea@hotmail.com"&gt;alteczalea@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;enjoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115676996145469038?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115676996145469038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115676996145469038&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115676996145469038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115676996145469038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/replies-to-tags-or-rather-comment-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115669134929015419</id><published>2006-08-27T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T23:09:09.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;it just hit me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i haven't been posting proper entries for the past week. i just realise it like a few moments ago. here i am, trying to properly make an entry for the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so let's start with something that's been bugging my mind ever since singapore idol 'the spectaculars' commenced. it involves a particular contestant still participating. and honestly, this talent contest, searching for the best person to represent SINGAPORE (that's the entire nation mind you) in the international music scene.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and here we have an almost tone-deaf contestant who appears to be on a half-high everytime he performs. no matter what genre is supposed to be sang, this particular contestant can make it seem like he took a quick jab before entering the stage. the way his eyelids cover half his eyes while he's passionately singing illustrates just that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;if none of you believe me, go ahead and catch the following episode. he WILL be singing like he's getting laid simultaneously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but hey, you can't blame that poor bloke, it's not his choice to stay in the competition. right from the start, it's the judges that let him into the following rounds and upto the top twenty-something. the fans then get to decide who they would like to see in the next round. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so all there is to do is blame all those supporters. ok no, voters who prolly lost their brains while punching in the numbers, dialling his number, voting and hoping his safety to get through to the next round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so yeah, ALL U BRAINLESS GITS. VOTE FOR TALENT DAMMIT. not for looks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all u dumbasses better get your facts right. terrific singers have been voted off. to me, that's unjust. this is a talent contest afterall. maybe they should abolish the voting thing. apparently, the people can't be good enough judges for a SINGING competition. so why let them decide the outcome of the whole thing? it's just not logical.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;next up, the person i thought i knew so well turned out to be someone so different. all the while i thought you weren't that immature. the person i knew would just let things be, leave them alone. but why are u doing this? you're only hurting yourself. just let it be. dun bother about stuff anymore. cause i just can't be bothered to entertain this type of nonsense. it gets me all worked up over no reason. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so please, just leave it the way it is. things are better off this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another thing, if u have something to say about me. don't go around spreading rumours about me behind my back. say it to my face. and if i've things to say about you, you'll find out when you confront me. you dun hafta be sucha bitch about it. grow up la, please. you're like older than i am and you're acting so immature. act your age will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the world is not making sense to me right now. i have no idea why. leave me alone please. imma do some soul searching. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i've commitment problems. only the closest to me understand. in time, you will too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and tmr will be a great day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO DILYS LIM! hope the wait for the almost midnight call din make u all sleepy today! and my wish for u was lke super special!! hope u enjoyed it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115669134929015419?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115669134929015419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115669134929015419&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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lagi.&lt;br /&gt;Biar ia bertanda Tanya saja&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku dah lama bertitik noktah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah berlalu,&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar waktu mengubat rindu&lt;br /&gt;Tiada ku mencari sebarang penawar pilu&lt;br /&gt;Biarlah mereka tertanya Tanya&lt;br /&gt;Hatiku dah lama berganti arah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mana pergi janji setia disisi&lt;br /&gt;Hanya aku yang tertunggu tunggu&lt;br /&gt;Waktu pun berjalan&lt;br /&gt;tanpa kesempatan Kau hilang tanpa pesanan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Biar, biarlah begitu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar ghaibmu suatu mistery&lt;br /&gt;Tiada ku mencari sebarang pembayang lagi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115665856692199645?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115665856692199645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115665856692199645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115665856692199645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115665856692199645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/biar-ghaibmu-suatu-misteri.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115658288783628678</id><published>2006-08-26T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T17:01:27.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lemonade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s my sunshine in the rain,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what she means to me,&lt;br /&gt;Like a tall glass of lemonade,&lt;br /&gt;When it’s burning hot on summer days,&lt;br /&gt;She’s exactly what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s soothing like the ocean brushing on the sand,&lt;br /&gt;And she takes care of me,&lt;br /&gt;And helps me be a better man&lt;br /&gt;She’s so beautiful&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop to close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She’s exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s my smile when I’m feeling blue,&lt;br /&gt;My good night’s sleep when the day is through,&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you what she means to me.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like the feeling after your first kiss,&lt;br /&gt;Except that everyday she makes me feel like this,&lt;br /&gt;She’s exactly what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s soothing like the ocean brushing on the sand,&lt;br /&gt;And she takes care of me,&lt;br /&gt;And helps me be a better man,&lt;br /&gt;She’s so beautiful,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I stop to close my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;She’s exactly what I need&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s exactly what I need&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115658288783628678?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115658288783628678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;biar mereka tertanya-tanya,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hati ku dah lama berganti arah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115658144392659990?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115658144392659990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115658144392659990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115658144392659990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115658144392659990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/biar-mereka-tertanya-tanya-hati-ku-dah.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115658113381768343</id><published>2006-08-26T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T16:32:13.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;went out wit the family in the morning because kai cannot make it today! so it's been postponed to tmr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;hmmm let's see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;going for the bbq later. and sarah from dbf 24 was from floorball too! haha din know. cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gotta run!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115658113381768343?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115658113381768343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115658113381768343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115658113381768343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115658113381768343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/went-out-wit-family-in-morning-because.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115651823581749627</id><published>2006-08-25T22:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T23:03:55.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yessah~ blog blog blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i am supposed to be at pasir ris beach right now with the floorball buddies. but instead, i skipped it cause there isn't any activity for the night. dum dee dums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;past few days have been hectic. mugged like crazy for the econs paper, which i sat for today. luckily there wasn't much for calculations on unemployment and all that. too lazy to study for it. instead, the main focus was on the diff market structures. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and fortunately, all the effort paid off. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so let's talk about my physical changes, i got my hair CUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no not layered, but CUT. so technically, in terms of length, it's shorter now! check out the fringe BABY!!! haha. and all that. WHEE. but i miss the old hair. kinda like the bowltop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;=x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm kinda lazy to blog right now. gotta make a call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to anonymous, apparently you have no idea what it means to have frens eh? well, erm.. it's kinda like people you mix with and develop this bond called friendship.. and yeah.. most of the time when u don't contact them or meet them in person, another emotion comes into play. this would then cause u to miss them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so yeah, there's frenship 101 for 'anonymous' who most likely spend lonely nights thinking bout how great to be in a world filled with people you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there. i've said my piece. you can have a nice lonely life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;luq out~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115651823581749627?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115651823581749627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115651823581749627&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115651823581749627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115651823581749627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/yessah-blog-blog-blog_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115617119384325567</id><published>2006-08-21T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T22:39:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;brilliant day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's been a terrific day. went to the gym early in the morn with mx to work on the upper body. (as always) and chest building up, slowly but surely. YESSAH! i've got the cut cut for tricep. cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, found out that 60% of the strength of the arms come from the bicep. cool fact. oh yeah, i absolutely love the abs-torso machine at tampines gym. it's like really fun. the rowing machine is absolutely tiring though. we initially planned to do like 15 minutes of it but instead did like 5 minutes. didn't have the stamina to endure through all 15 minutes. dum dee dums~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i can totally feel the strain now which makes it a good thing cause it shows i totally worked that muscle. tmr is cardio day! swimming swimming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;then came work out for the brains. did like 4 chapters for econs while waiting for dilys to finish up with her work. in the end, i came over to TEEPEE to help her out with her work. that kinda made me feel like free labour cause i helped her like.. cut, glue and all that. so yeah. and then while we walked down to the bus stop she promisd to get me a cuppa milo. lol! so i asked for milo dinosaur. the one at SIMPANG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and dilys' fren, john, talks very mmm.. femininely. fortunately, he does it to impersonate feminine ppl. so yeah, and then yeah. he did like re-enactments of White Chicks in that typical bimbo tone which made it all too real. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;didn't really talk to them cause those arty farty people were busy with their design projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yeap yeap, headed down to simpang afterwards for an early dinner and major patching session. patch u know.. like from version 1.12 to 1.13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;cause it's been monkey donkey years since i met up with dilys and gav. didnt call kai cause i THOUGHT she had paper tmr. din wanna disturb her. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;turns out she didn;t have anyth on tmr. so yeap~ SORRY YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lol~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, we talked nonsense all the way during the bus ride to simpang. and there was this dude on the bus who slept through the bus. and remained on the bus even when it got to the interchange. we weren't n ice enough to wake him up. oh well, he seems like a weird dude. cause he's got like long bonde hair and his facial features are like waaaay feminine, BUT the thing is he had kinda like a goatee. so gav and me couldn't decide whether he was a dude or a gal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the end we came up with a conclusion that he's a dude because of the goatee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had lunch/dinner at simpang. and those 2 goons couldn't finish up their murtabaks.. tsk tsk, waste money!! haha. so dilys left like half of hers whereas gav left like.. a quarter?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so much for eating slowly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;went to the playground near tanah merah mrt after the meal to swing around like kids deprived of a fulfilling childhood. HAHA~ dilys and gav suck at swinging la!! haha. must teach them to swing. lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah cycling at east coast..  HMMMM. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and we discussed abt how we've changed since we've got to poly. and shall i say, i've been through drastic changes in life. since poly. i'd say ive grown mature and got more independent i guess. don't really know. mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;let's see. econs on friday, ALL THE BEST TO ALL YA'LL SITTING FOR EXAMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i'm still missing you =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;G'NIGHT YA'LL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115617119384325567?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115617119384325567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115617119384325567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115617119384325567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115617119384325567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/brilliant-day-its-been-terrific-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115595713103522198</id><published>2006-08-19T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T11:12:11.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Luq's bloggin *shocked faces*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've been terribly busy busy! damned accounts paper and the chill out time which came after the test was over and done with. now there's only one paper left to sit for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the best part is, it's on the VERY LAST DAY of exam week/s. on the friday and after my friday prayers. oh how considerate..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;that means i gotta rush all the way down to the clementi mosque freggin early and then rush all the way to school. contemplating whether to take the bus or walk. cause if i were to walk, i would be a perspiring dude rushing all the way up to school. whereas taking the bus would mean wasting around 64cents on the fare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;come to think of it, either way i have to walk up to school so it doesn't really make much of a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i've wonderful people surrounding me! people with terrific taste in music. cause lately i've been listening to Back to Basics by Christina Aguilera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gosh i swear there's something wrong with me, i keep misspelling aguilera as aQuilera. i'm clueless balls bout why i do it. aaah well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, a dude from my pri school sent me Keane's Under the Iron Sea too. so yeah! hurraaaaah to contemporary music!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so here's the review for aguilera's album, it's a double disc release so in total there're&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; like 22 tracks. and honestly, i think the second disc has music that's lorry-loads better than the first one. look out for the tracks 'Hurt' and 'the right man'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;alternatively, to sample the album you sexy peeps out there can just approach me for it and i'll gladly send it to you via messenger. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;another thing is, people! DO NOT WATCH 'the break up'. isn't really funny. and the laughs will just last for less than 2seconds. next movie to watch an american haunting..  i so wanna watch that one. cause it seems like a great show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but then, i thought the break up would be a brilliant show to watch only to be let down. rarh. but it's ok. at least i got to meet jeanette's fren. mmm clare if i'm not mistaken. and she's hot. Mob agrees with me so she's officially declared hot la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and shaking person's hand when you meet them for like the first time is not called flirting! it's called being a friendly person and warming up to that new girl. and wtf is up with this charity case thing.. so not true la!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lalala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh damn, so now there's 3 to attend. and i'm running low on financial supplies. BOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok that's it for now. gotta run off to somewhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to the girl who calls me her hitch! (no not the movie, it's he-bitch combined)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i miss you loads! been ages since we talked on the phone or even met. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;meet up soon yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115595713103522198?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115595713103522198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115595713103522198&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115595713103522198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115595713103522198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/luqs-bloggin-shocked-faces-ive-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115595591859097966</id><published>2006-08-19T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-19T10:51:58.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seems like it was yesterday when I saw your face&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You told me how proud you were but I walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If only I knew what I know today&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would hold you in my arms&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I would take the pain away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thank you for all you've done&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Forgive all your mistakes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's nothing I wouldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To hear your voice again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I want to call you but I know you won't be there&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I've hurt myself by hurting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someday I feel broke inside but I won't admit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I just want to hide 'cause it's you I miss&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know it's so hard to say goodbye when it comes to this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you tell me I was wrong?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Would you help me understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you looking down upon me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Are you proud of who I am?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There's nothing I want to do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To have just one more chance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To look into your eyes and see you looking back&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;If I had just one more day, I would tell you how much that&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I've missed you since you've been away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, it's dangerous&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's so I'm afraid to try to turn back time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sorry for blaming you for everything I just couldn't do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I've hurt myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By hurting you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115595591859097966?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115595591859097966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115595591859097966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115595591859097966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115595591859097966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/seems-like-it-was-yesterday-when-i-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115556532030978471</id><published>2006-08-14T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T22:27:45.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and up here i am who i am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today has been a really tiring day, swam 16 laps at tamp pool thingy in the morn. sacrificed my usual 11 o clock alarm for a body toning experience. but it was all worth it, better swim than to stay home asleep gathering all the fats that's made available to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and gotta work hard to achieve my target.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and guess wad!? gym session tmr! gosh, training sessions like dragon boaters yes? the only difference is that I AM WEAK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i dare to admit it. so that's the blardy resaon for me to work out. wanna get fit fit fit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no more unhealthy luq! so yeah, anyhooo. terra made only 3000 albums and there's like not many copies left so i feel the spirit of piracy take over me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it's sucha sad thing to do. terror terra's a brilliant artist, terrific vocals and she looks absolutely gorgeous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyways, daddy was being hilarious as always..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;convo between sis, mom and dad:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sis: mummy!! i brought back some &lt;em&gt;sawi&lt;/em&gt;(a name for a veggie thingy) back, got some of the seeds back too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;me: wad's sawi in english?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mom: mmmm chye sim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dad: THAT'S CHINESE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;convo between daddy, sis and me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dad: i saw someone surfing gay websites on the laptop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sis and me check laptop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sis and me: that GAYLE nerva's website...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;by the way the webbie is &lt;a href="http://www.gaylenerva.blogspot.com"&gt;www.gaylenerva.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; or something like that. and the dad so g-a-y and went nuts cause he thought someone's been surfing undesirable webbies on the lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so yeah, that's my daddy for you people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and why did you have to spoil everything for us all?? it's over before it began..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;one of the mysteries of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;everything can go so smoothly and it takes just one dumb moment to ruin it all. so all that friendship, all those calls and texts. all that mean nothing now? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so... disappointed.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;why does it have to be so screwed up? huh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now all i gotta do is keep thinking bout the coming exams. and just focus on that. mmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;dear god, please provide me guidance. i admit that i have done wrong, to friends, loved ones and even myself. so i seek guidance, please.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115556532030978471?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115556532030978471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115556532030978471&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115556532030978471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115556532030978471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-up-here-i-am-who-i-am-today-has.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115544361853293054</id><published>2006-08-13T12:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:33:38.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Cater 2 U guy version - Passion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://youtube.com/v/ZPvthGRTsOk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://youtube.com/v/ZPvthGRTsOk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;i love this song. so yeap. enjoy&lt;div 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title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115544170392225293</id><published>2006-08-13T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T12:01:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Terra Naomi finally decided to record an album. unfortunately, i need to have this paypal thing to actually purchase it. damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but here's the album cover photo thingy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and the album is called virtually, because all of the songs are from her virtual concerts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok so here's the pix:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/Terra%20Naomi%27s%20Album.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115544170392225293?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115544170392225293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i've been on this page for like over half an hour already because of all the convos i have. so yeap, this'll be a realli slowly typed entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dum dee dums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i've finally decided to run and swim. alternate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;maybe i can get dilys as running buddy and mX-men as swimming fren. so yeah. i think CAN URH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dum dee dums.. today was a great day, studied accounts, watched my super ex girlfren. and simpang-ed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;this is a short entry. wil lengthen it when i feel like. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tiffy is hot! lol~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115539510731372552?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115539510731372552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115539510731372552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115539510731372552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115539510731372552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/ive-been-on-this-page-for-like-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115530678139233632</id><published>2006-08-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T22:33:01.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;grateful..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nothing beats texting a special someone after a long and tiring day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thanks babe~ that realli brightened up my day yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had an exhausting gym session after that ec test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ok so that's that, today was my rest day. couldn't make it just now! SORRY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;wanted to chill out at home cause the last time i spent the WHOLE day at home was like donkey years ago? so yeapp.. to avoid constant nagging from the mom of always staying out til late, i decided to stay home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;did some soul-searching, and found out that liverpool's jersey is already out for sale. headed down to tamp's Adidas and saw them. AHH, they look so hot! except that they cost a bloody bomb! seeking financial support for the purchase of all 3 sets of l'pools jerseys. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anywho, gym session yesterday! worked upper body again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but emphasized on the abs and chest. still need to do the dragon boat move for the ceps/lats. mmmmm i'd like to have wings without the need of Red Bull please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;which reminds me of a really funny incident. RED BULL GIVES U WINGS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha, only 4 dudes will get the joke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and watched tokyo drift for the second time afterwards. there's a difference in watching the movie in theatres an at home. so yeah, enjoyed the theatre experience better. DUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i'm experimenting with different styles. so yeap! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;so much for being happy eh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LuQ out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115530678139233632?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115530678139233632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115530678139233632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115530678139233632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115530678139233632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/grateful.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115513348028912283</id><published>2006-08-09T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:24:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think ive been making a terribly huge amount of errors in this blogging process. grammatical, spelling and all that. rarh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mind's been rather occupied the past few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115513348028912283?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115513348028912283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115513348028912283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115513348028912283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115513348028912283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-think-ive-been-making-terribly-huge.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115513330044768822</id><published>2006-08-09T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T22:21:40.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;National Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;almost the entire day was spent with the family (with the exception of elder sis). first off, we headed down to Changi Airport for lunch. anyways, mummy was craving food from that food court so dad decided to just bring the family down to Changi Airport.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I found thaksin noodles there man. they're like the greatestest makers of soupy noodles. so i had the beef noodles.. argh crap.. gastronomic delight! im like salivating as i think of how absolutely fantabulous they tasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RARH! im hungry again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but i can't just eat when i wanna cause now i hafta follow a guideline or some shit like that. for the bod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;yes yes, i know. i've never been so disiplined about my body. but people change don't they? and this is for the better so why not? so now im facing this total dietary makeover and a totally different lifestyle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;LESS potato couching, MORE exercising.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;gosh, the only exercise i get previously would be from the walking i do to get to shopping malls from the MRT station. and that's not much of a distance. so now i'll try to not clog up my arteries as much as i did previously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now stayin healthy is more than just staying away from all types of gassy drinks. stayin healthy now means regularly workouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;argh, people will so get sick of the healthy conscious luq. people who have known me for like a really long time would really meet a new luq the next time they meet me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i'm being really drama right now, not so bad la. i've got the fasting month coming late next month. so yeah, either way, im losing those pounds babayyyy!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bad news is, fasting month commences the week before school reopens, not entirely a good thing nor is it a terrible thing. and i'm rambling on and on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh yeah! was supposed to go running or swimming earlier today, but arms and chest are killing me. and i can't bear with the pain, so i decided to call of the workout today. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mmm, it's ok! can console myself cause i bought new street soccer shoes today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;damn! i've totally converted from nike to adidas. now i have 3 pairs of adidas compared to a measly ONE pair of nike.  BOOHOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;NDP was a total bore! spelt with capitals ZZZ, so was singapore idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the shows are not as attention-grabbing as they were, or maybe people expect too much. either way, i didn't like those 2 shows. ended up watchin advent children instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok people, it's time for me to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;to whom it may concern, i can try to change. but it'll be difficult. i've got a fear of getting into something like that again. i hope u understand. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115513330044768822?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115513330044768822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115513330044768822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115513330044768822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115513330044768822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-almost-entire-day-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115505128392792704</id><published>2006-08-08T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:34:43.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;What IF..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;iTab paper was a bore. sat for the MS Word ICA which lasted less den one and a half hours? but before that, boarded the train to pasir ris but apparently SMRT doing some shit to the MRT system so it consistently stopped every few minutes. was afraid of being late. so took a cab down to school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;whopping total of 18SGD. claimed my share from the dad. not so bad la. heart ache when the fare was paid. and that cabbie knew more about SP than i did. he went like... 'gate 1 or 2 arh?' den the reply was.. 'err, MRT station pls"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;ok la , so rushed down to iTab lab cause there was like a spare half an hour. so sat in the lab like a bunch of Kukus. the atmosphere was rather laid back so i guessed people weren't really tacking this paper that seriously. i mean, ok la.. it's not like prospective financial traders need the use of MS Word THAT much. think about it. not much use WAD?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;had KFC lunch afterwards. so the gym session was like to no avail? cause i've been having fast food for the past few days. but oh well, gotta maintain the new lifestyle. and the gym sessions are not to build my body up like crazy gorillas. my purpose is to tone my body so it looks great when i head down to the pool for a quick swim or some crap like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;but the pain still lingers around the bi, tri-ceps and chest area. i'm so gonna work hard to get my desired A-cup wonders! RARH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;daily gyming sessions? oh no~ just thrice a week or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;and plans were made to visit CCK on a specified day, Tamp on another day and finally a gym in central area on the remaining day. i seriously think it won't work out la. perhaps.. IF the day was spent in school, then there will be that slight prossibilty of me going to Choa Chu Kang gym. but other den that, i'll pass.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;worked the arms, abs, chest, shoulders. didn't do much for the lower part of my body. which will probably be trained in swimming or running tommorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did some last minute calling when i got to the news that the brudders wanted to go home and rest. ok la, they have their own agendas. no comments will be passed on that. so in the end headed down to far east to kill time while Kai and Ade watched Lake House with 2 dudes i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to go to the fireworks display with the gals, but after that call. there's like no way i'd ever be in that presence la. NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell, and now come to think of it, why did that bother he bajeebers outta me? i mean, WHY!? reason would not be posted here. it's something i'd rather keep with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i met Shawn Paul from dilys' class today. seems like a funny guy. designer person. we took turns making jokes. and each of us caused dilys' depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his was because something i rather not say. and mine was because i told her that this dude she adores was gay! HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediate depression, and it was clearly visible on her face. ok la~ not so mean, shan't elaborate. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shawn's face resembles Mr.Az with his hair grown out. so yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more pissifying thoughts please. i'd rather not spoil my evening. and u have a nice life, and get out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my day was well spent until i received that call.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;and u know what, i didn't know why i got so bothered over it. it's just not worth my thoughts. so SCREW YOU!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115505128392792704?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115505128392792704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115505128392792704&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115505128392792704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115505128392792704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115483883286633168</id><published>2006-08-06T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T12:33:52.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;there i go, there i go, there i go, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;there i go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;pretty baby you are the soul who snaps my control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;such a funny thing but everytime i'm near you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i never can behave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you give me a smile &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and then i'm wrapped up in your magic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;music all around me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;crazy music, music that keeps calling me so very close to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;turn me into  your slave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;come and do anything with me  that you want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anything baby just let me get next to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;am i insane or do i really see heaven in your eyes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;bright as stars that shine up above you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;in the clear blue sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;just can't live my life without you baby come here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and have no fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;is there wonder why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i'm really feeling in the mood for love&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/29704938-115483883286633168?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115483883286633168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115483883286633168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115483883286633168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115483883286633168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-i-go-there-i-go-there-i-go-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115479352823385227</id><published>2006-08-05T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:58:48.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;back for a second entry!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mugged at tamp. did stats. and it lasted less den 2 hours. which included a full meal. so yeah. completed the tutorial assigned by the lecturer like 2 weeks ago =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anyhoooo. was supposed to catch another movie today after CLICK yesterday which was simply fab! hilarious, but ending totally sucked. gosh alotta movies build up the story so great only to bring to a terribly sucky ending. gosh, somebody go save the movie industry. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;back to the movie. was supposed to be swimming with the Lady In The Water Today. due to unforseen circumstances, there was a change of plans. and the movie was postponed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;such a lucky duck. would have gone broke IF i had gone for the movie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;guess what, holidays have already begun for SB students. But there is the 2 weeks allocated for exams. so it's cut down to a 5 week break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;WHICH IS MORE THAN YOU KIDDIES IN UNIFORMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and that's only for the first sem. there's still the 12 week term that's comin after the break. and a  4 week term dedicated for exams following term 3. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;not feeling articulate today. RARH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;met up with a friend after stats and had coffee over at starbuck's. was surprised she could make it given that it was a saturday evening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;anw, laughter dominated to meeting. and this my friends is one of the perks of being single.  no strings attached. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i so dun look like a pri-sch kid la! how could u!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok that's all for now folks. and i just found out that izad from bv 4/3 blogs. COOL mank?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;whatever that means&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;happy bday jolene!! best wishes!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;==========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;father, forgive us for we know not what we doing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;brother, how we gonna tie up all these loose ends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mother, i tried to use it, the thing u taught me to keep it moving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;brothers and sisters, how we gonna tie up all these loose ends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;tell me how can we live this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we gon' so far astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;no one knows what to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we've got young people's live at stake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;what is it gonna take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;for us to find our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115479352823385227?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115479352823385227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115479352823385227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115479352823385227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115479352823385227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/back-for-second-entry-mugged-at-tamp.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115476356189529299</id><published>2006-08-05T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:39:21.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im bringing sexy jojo back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok. this is overdue. but im so gonna watch nacho libre. haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;dilys says it funny. hence and therefore, i shall watch it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today is JOLENE TAN'S bday. sang her the bday song. lucky glass din break. haha. she can still ask to repeat the singing just so she can record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I THINK CAN URH! cause my voice is awesomely amazing eh? KIDDING! i still can't pull off that justin timberlake's note in loose ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh well, he had difficulty singing it anyways. so it wasn't much of a bother.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aaaaah. haven been blogging much because it's been a helluva week. hands were tied to MOB and IDEAS. friday was gettin LOOSE day! so yeap. that explains it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;MOB paper was nuts la. MCQ was utter nonsense. i mean situational questions for MOB is quite feasible. but MCQ is just nuts! how can they test that subject using MCQ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;jojo has been nice. she accompanied me to school almost everyday. singing me too little too late all the way. thanks sexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had to mug like a crazy mother on wed for the test. shouldn't have mugged so hard! cause im guessing results wouldn't be that terrific. oh well. there's still marketing next sem to pick up the slack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and i'm gonna make damn sure teammates are chosen properly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;had to get IDEAS project properly done after MOB test. had simpang dinner though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we finally had it after like yonkers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;den friday was formal formal. it was best frens and my group. i think  our groups presented ok. the only problem we faced was that BLOODY SOUTHPARK-wannabe kept asking questions. bloody hell. we asked questions but we didn't drill so much into it that we could have jammed you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;you can just go and burn in hell, DAMN YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;aaaah. it's ok. hot fudge was really hot that day! and i got her name. haha. so it's like killing 2 birds with one stone cause i told berns her name too. so yeah. im hoping we buddy up with that class for FOM or CD! PLEASE!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;she's like hotness re-defined. gosh gosh gosh.. stop thinking of her luq! she's too hot to handle. sizzle sizzle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;RARH! this calls for distractions to keep my mind of her. HOT HOT HOT! NO..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;mmm.. ok gtg! stats and perhaps a little bit of pacc!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;lately, i've been thinking about..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to berns, i am not a player! haha. dating is just meeting diff girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok people! SEE YA AROUND!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt; exams coming soon, GO AND MUG U GOON!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115476356189529299?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115476356189529299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115476356189529299&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115476356189529299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115476356189529299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-bringing-sexy-jojo-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115444988247276206</id><published>2006-08-02T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T00:33:52.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's bout wad you do, not wad u say luq~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the exact words i would love to hear jojo say to me. she looks drop dead and come back alove gorgeous. i mean, during her abscence, she has totally grown. so now she's all hot and sexaaaaay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and it doesn't sound like leave urh! the story is almost the same. but yeah, diff sounds and everyth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;oh and anyone who wants the song can just ask me for it. the vid's already up in youtube. oh gosh. jojo's just hot la! omg omg omg. im cheating on gayle.. cannot cannot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;JUST KIDDIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and luq can keep on dreaming cuz it will never happen. HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here's the URL for jojo's latest vid:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1HxTkmze5o&amp;search=too%20little%20too%20late"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a1HxTkmze5o&amp;amp;search=too%20little%20too%20late&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;and i have been blogging about what i DID instead of how i FEEL. which should be what blogging is all about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;today marks the graduation for MOB. DBF 23 has officially graduated from MOB. all that's left is the paper on thursday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;simpang anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;it's just a little too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;screw it, my mind's preoccupied with jojo's latest single. she's hot, her voice is great. what else can i ask for in a gal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so now i have like truckloads of albums to buy =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;any nice people to help me get some.. =) (=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;here are like a couple that i can think of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Mr timberlake's album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Jojo's album which is possible 'the high road'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ne-yo's smth smth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;PCD by pussy cat dolls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Under the Iron Sea by guitarless KEANE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the songbook, a compilation by jazz artists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;awww, that's all i can think of. haha boo! i shall go ahead and dive into the deep end of TOO LITTLE TOO LATE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;===========================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;fergie fergs from BEP has a new single too, london bridge. it sounds like rap from way back in the day before eminem came into the picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;listen real hard. there's that uncanny resemblance to old school rap. just plain beats and ok lyrics. hot girl. terrible song.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;verdict: BOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i need my sleep people. and people are getting addicted to dota. BOOYAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;all the best!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115444988247276206?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115444988247276206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115444988247276206&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115444988247276206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115444988247276206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-bout-wad-you-do-not-wad-u-say-luq.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115435981765604287</id><published>2006-07-31T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:30:17.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;abs training day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;why i say so? cause it's a laughter filled-day. it's like, the laughter i had today exceeded the daily requirements of the average adult human. everyone was on fire la. jokes kept coming. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;highlight of the day: break at the library where the bruddahs and i were supposed to do IDEAS project.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;first, we were seating quietly in between the two shelves. and the group of people on the opposite side were talking very quietly. and this dude went like. I USE MY KUKU POKE YOUR ASS I TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;shaun and i heard it and we burst out laughing like bloody mad hyenas. WHOOP DEE EFFING DOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;syikin joined us soon after. so the IDEAS group got really bored, we started prank calling total strangers. so we went like 'hello.. sarah please..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the person on the other side of the line was CHERYL and thought i was asking for CHERYL. so she answered 'yes.. speaking..' in an absolutely act cute manner. our respected group leader den talked to her. so syikin went like ' eh u going for cca later?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the conversation was so funny la! and it was all on loudspeaker. SH, max and i were trying hard to control our laughter but we couldn't tahan it any longer. so we just laughed to the point that our asses fell out. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ok la, not so exaggerated. we laughed till our abs were showing, lookin like usher's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;haha. and somebody got an angry reply. it was an angst-filled wtf. hilarious!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so we proceeded to MOB tutorial for more laughs! aircon was blowing directly at us and we were in an igloo. and there was a penguin with us. ~insiders~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;penguin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;ah.. back to reality. one fillled with project deadlines and due EXAMS. argh, stressful. party party party. i need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;happy! sha la la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;and to the person who posted the comment. re-post it please. haha . im curious abt the message&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;g'night ya'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115435981765604287?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115435981765604287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115435981765604287&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115435981765604287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115435981765604287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/abs-training-day-why-i-say-so-cause.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115419043749653668</id><published>2006-07-30T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T00:27:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Is it just me or is there a nasal quality to massari's voice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok la, massari is like Canada's answer to marques houston. only difference is he seems more clean cut. but the vids suggests otherwise. Spent the day in econs and accounts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;WHY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;MoB CA on thur, IDEAS final presentation on friday before we officially graduate from sem1. looking forward to the end of sem1. can i say i deserve a long LONG break. seriously need it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tired, sick of studyin and just plain bored!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;most of the time, post-school promises more fun and excitement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;for the coming week, it'll be different. No more going out with friends. Go straight home to mug MUG mug for CAs and exams. BOO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fee fi fo fum, i smell the scent of something dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's no use looking to the past. what's done is done and now i have to look to the future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;AIM FOR THAT DISTINCTION LUQ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope I can do it. Cause i know i can, be what i wanna be. If i work hard at it, i'll be what i wanna be. hmmm. it's an old school song from way back in the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;it's officially sunday and i should start with MOB soon. let's start in another 10 hours? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and nobody's replyin to my texts. BOO! someone's asleep already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I've a new nickname! it's LAH. a combination of my initials. L and H so i just threw in an A to make it sound like a word. so yeah. I'm LAH, there's MAX ZAX and SH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;No prizes for guessing who they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;looking forward to friday, DUDE! skip dragon riding! haha. presentation and major partying after school. after sem1, stuff to get mind off things is greatly appreciated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;argh. everything keeps me thinking about school again. rarh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;requests for Sexyback lyrics? come straight to the man for it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LAH out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115419043749653668?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115419043749653668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115419043749653668&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115419043749653668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115419043749653668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/is-it-just-me-or-is-there-nasal.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115414300870707475</id><published>2006-07-29T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T11:16:48.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sexyback video by mr timberlake is alr out. but it's made available for viewers on youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;check it out at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7SxvdIFvgk&amp;search=sexyback"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w7SxvdIFvgk&amp;amp;search=sexyback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;meanwhile, i'll drown in sorrow at the harsh reality of how accounting wouldn't be one of my strong points. argh, screw it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;will be penning it down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;by the way, thanks for the wonderful friday evening. took my mind of school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;sem1 is almost out. exams round the bend. and im not in floorball today. happy celebrations fiq and ghaz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;advanced birthday wishes to the both of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115414300870707475?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115414300870707475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115414300870707475&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115414300870707475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115414300870707475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/sexyback-video-by-mr-timberlake-is-alr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115392535466479205</id><published>2006-07-26T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T22:49:14.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello mr. AAR with the undercut. i kinda look like you now. only with shorter hair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;got the burnt-sides trimmed, AGAIN! bloody hell. asked for a layering job. she went like, i cut abit short la about one inch?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;den i was like.. abit less puhleeese!! haha. den the woman laughed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so it's now shorter, thinner and better! and a day after the meeting with the two crazy gals. cause someone requested i leave my hair the way it is for the meeting. so i did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND NOW IT'S CUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;funny shit:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ms.ONG: can u guys come up with a sentence that includes a pun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(a few minutes later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;shaun: guy A would say, HI! age location sex? and gal A would answer, 17 singapore and YES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha. EC just got more interesting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and sem1 will be over in 2weeks time. which means, exams comin. and more CAs headed right as us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;better start preparing people! year 1 sem 1 is like the best time to pull those GPAs up. so that when poly's all over, GPA can get up to like 3.80 or something like that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, SI comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nurul underperformed at a category which she potentially could have excelled at. YEAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jay seems at ease with jazz, but keep the tone down dude! jazz is relaxed and cool. dun scream it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hady did alright i guess. just not feeling the spectacle that should be in existence like right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;paul surprised me positively. didn't think he could handle JAZZ but to my shock and effing surprise he handled it pretty well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gayle's out! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aaaah.. digressing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok ok, who else, jasmine. is better off singing songs of mass appeal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;emilee sang better this week because it's her time now. trust me, her getai singing will come in handy throughout the following performances. her TIME is now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have lost the urge to blog. refer to the dude! personally for updates. and better judging on the idol contestants.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;====================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;besfren! things will get better soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115392535466479205?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115392535466479205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115392535466479205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115392535466479205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115392535466479205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-mr.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115384452568287891</id><published>2006-07-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T00:22:05.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a happy dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kai, del, gav and luq.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;met the 2gals today. skipped accounts lecture just so i could meet them earlier. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmmm, blogger is being a bitch and is not letting me upload the photos. but it was a fun outing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dude!! you shouldn't have missed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the three of us alr made plans to meet up for someone's birthday that's coming really soon!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha. and guess wad, national day is comin soon. can see flags being put up by citizens. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dum dee dums~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;let's see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dilys was in an act-cute mood today, kai lin was in random story telling mood. and i was in a GOOD mood! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kai claims to have grown, and just to humour her, i agreed. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dilys' hair curls more den mine does, =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;kai has darker skin which is so hilarious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and the pencil earrings make dilys look so ARTY FARTY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;today was bucketloads of fun la! sooo looking forward to the next meeting, when exams are all over. projects are over and done with. and when sem break finally come after a looooong period of adjusting to poly education.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;====================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;to the best friend. no man is worth your tears. whatever decision you make, stay strong and keep being the crazy person that you ar. the crazy munkees are here for you to just pour out your feelings on and make you smile and laugh again. stay happy, be strong. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;====================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we're the therapist, pumping thru your speakers, delivering just what you need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we're well read, and poised, we're the fast boys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;we're the chemist who found the formula, to make your heart swell and burst.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no matter what they say, dun believe a word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cuz i'll keep singing, this life you'll keep living it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-&lt;/em&gt;sophomore slump or comeback of the year/fall out boy&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/29704938-115384452568287891?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115384452568287891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115384452568287891&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115384452568287891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115384452568287891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-dude-kai-del-gav-and-luq.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115366450676474549</id><published>2006-07-23T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T22:21:46.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;aaaaah~ terrific day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;early morning woke up to CHAPATI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;been yonkers since i last ate them. and then, picked up mummy and the SIS at the mosque after their class ended. was supposed to meet study buddy (MX) at 11 but in the end was delayed til 12. so followed the family to PARKWAY to do a little bit more shopping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;had a great time shopping at U2 and G2000. bought a shirt at g2000. headed down to U2 afterwards and got a pair of pants and a polo tee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;another addition to my collection of POLOs.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;what can i say, i'm the famous mr.Polo at DBF 23&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;paid for the clothes at 12 plus plus. and study buddy was alr calling. haha sorry dude!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so rushed there in my sunny! chey sunny seh!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok ok, hmm. was like 40 minutes late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: dude!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;mx: waa about time arh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: terribly sorry dude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha, expected an angry person but he was cool.. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;piah-ed STATS paperS. i repeat PAPERS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dum dee dums~ math has made my day BORING with a capital F. no link , i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lalala. im bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and meeting the girls on tue!! yayness! im sleepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh yeah, i got a plain tee at IP zone. so yeap. wardrobe is halfway full.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dum dee dum~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;g'night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115366450676474549?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115366450676474549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115366450676474549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115366450676474549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115366450676474549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/aaaaah-terrific-day-early-morning-woke.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115358565465207699</id><published>2006-07-23T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T00:27:34.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, this might be a tad outdated. but can i just say that gayle nerva is absolutely hot.. CUTE too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;caught the encore of SI and her comments on the show was like so cute la. haha. ok la. she's gorgeous. but her choice of song was just waaaaay off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;reason: even jojo couldn't sing her song LIVE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hmm.. activities for the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;forced to wake up at 9 to prepare for the outing today. trip to malaysia (truly asia) with the family. WHY OF ALL DAYS DID THEY PICK A FREGGIN SATURDAY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and they know of the stats paper i have to sit for on monday. but the thing is, the trip has been postponed for like 4 or 5 weeks alr. and it's all due to my sister and ME! why, the back to back CAs i have to sit for AND that my sister is the hardcore floorball gal. so floorball is like more important than the family &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha. confessions of a teenage drama prince.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok la. so we headed off to the truly asian country feeling bored and sleepy. but it promised to be a good day. ok no, GREAT day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;planned to have seafood for late lunch/early dinner. and was supposed to spend the day shopping. SUPPOSED TO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;turns out, causeway was jammed. wasn't exepecting it to be so packed in the morning. the last time i checked, people were still sleeping at around that time. so why were they at the checkpoint?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;it was supposed to be a clear. but other singaporeans were there too. so the family had to sit through like around and hour before the immigration process started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;proceeded to GIANT hypermarket. the only thing giant about that place is the carpark. it's like almost twice the size of the hypermarket LA! people just come up with fantastic names for their stuff. hmm?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so it's official. I MISS DILYS LIM AND TAN KAI LIN. have been 5lightyears since we met.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;eh.. i think lightyears are used as a measure of distance. ok, it's been eons since we met. i think the last time we met was like.. for kai's bday? which was in january. DAMN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, my malaysia story doesn't seem interesting anymore. let's just move along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;headed down to the grammie's place after we got back to sunny singapore. met the cuzzies who seem to have changed quite abit since the last family meeting. both kiddies were active today. which is equivalent to non stop talkin and jumping around. haha. kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh btw, i hate kids who are just too pampered. up til the point they get so rude, they carry their attributes into adulthood. it's just wrong. proper education for the kiddies please..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but dun get me wrong. my little cousins are little angels. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;noisy hyperactive angels that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;====================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aww crap, i miss the kai and dilys already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aaaaah. good night people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115358565465207699?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115358565465207699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115358565465207699&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115358565465207699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115358565465207699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-this-might-be-tad-outdated.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115349548750450834</id><published>2006-07-21T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T23:24:47.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;let's start from the very beginning, a very good place to start..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i started the day by waking up at 7.. at SEVEN dammit! for freggin IDEAS (which was a total bore) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;literally dragged myself to dover. wanted to sleep on the train to school. but someone stretched the lats too much. den in pain urh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok la, IDEAS can make ppl almost doze off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HAHA and someone use detergent as soap. that's why, that person smells like newly washed clothes. LOL. it's currently 11.05 now. and ghost whisperer is a dumb show. kinda like a weekly exorcism episode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;BORING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and dad passed me cash today to go on a shopping spree. and at the perfect timing la.. it's like almost at the end of GSS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;aaah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but the econs lecturer said smth along the lines of buying in bulk so that the leftovers can be sold at a cheap price. or maybe they wanna clean out the available stock to make space for the new collection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh well, i shall debit cash at hand and credit erm.. i dunno? haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;as long as the cash IS at hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am happy! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;another thing, i managed the impossible. i piah-ed stats today. is that a miracle or is that simply marvelous.. stats paper on monday. confidence level at an ultra low. formula sheet will be given, even so, the paper wun be THAT easy la.. and it'll most likely be marked strictly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;most ppl i know have been in the dumps lately. people, don't get so drama? it's only sem1. the drama was planned to start once sch reopens. but haiz.. emo emo, drama drama. grades will be affected. so keep that chin up. and stay happy. crazy classmates are a good thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im sleepy.. msn msn msn!! keep me awake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;get better soon fren..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115349548750450834?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115349548750450834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115349548750450834&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115349548750450834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115349548750450834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/lets-start-from-very-beginning-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115340905492506038</id><published>2006-07-20T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T23:24:15.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gayle's out. hmm. i have no feelings about her leaving the competition. perhaps she chose the wrong song? like.. leave is sucha terrible song to choose. yeah sure it's r&amp;b with a hint of pop. but u gotta be more technical than that girl. anyways, knew her time was up. i have a feeling emilee might stay in the competition for a little while.. it's alot like last SI Jerry. remember that dude?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok so here's my review of yesterday's performance... in chrono order.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mathilda:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sang bootylicious. i think her voice is waaaaay to powerful to sing that kinda song. that song requires a singer with a smooth voice with power AND the ability to control it. her voice is like suited for songs by aretha and all those powerhouse vocals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;emilee:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the getai singer that could possibly be the only one to walk the stages of SG idol. she sang just like a peel(pill). 'nuff said. i'm not gonna diss her on the net.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hady:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;sang maria maria. hmm he sang without emotion. no conviction. bad diction. but he has natural talent. which makes him a great singer. just need to improve a teensy bit to be a STAR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;there you'll be. lion's mane =) ok la. wrong song choice. ok la. it was rampant on the show. so can i say yesterday was a bad show.i think she went flat a coupla times. ok la looks are there. so yeah. better singing please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;joe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;lonely no more. hmm the dude who reportedly lives in simei. great performer. funny guy. terrible singer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;paul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my sacrifice. smth was wrong wit him ytd. wasn't on form urh. EMO is bad for your health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;nurul:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;torn. cool rendition of the song. she made it her own. so enjoyed the performance. she might possibly be the third best performer of the night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;gayle:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;leave. bad bad bad choice of song. even the original singer can't sing it live. ok la, she left the competition. shall be nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jon:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;smooth. he sang in the opposite of a falsetto. haha.. deep voice man. ok la. should start rockin out real soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;jay: forgot wad he sang. but it was emotional. haha. ok la.. best performance of the night..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;rahimah rahim:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;im with you. the classic performance by RR. another best performance. greate voice. i am afraid of her gettin a tad too rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;can't really blog a proper entry urh. busy busy. ideas presentation right now. and congrats qh and gq on getting 100% for econs paper! dun get swell headed ppl! mid terms comin. and yeah. next week is stats. AND IDEAS. tmr is A1 panel for IDEAS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the following week. MOB. crapload of stuff to memorize. and the best part of all. the following week is holiday to prepare for the MID TERMS which will commence the week after the break. like i said. i AM busy with exams and presentations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;mugger mode. ok ok. memory comin back. dum dee dums. i shall not blog further.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;hey you, thanks for being a fren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115340905492506038?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115340905492506038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115340905492506038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115340905492506038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115340905492506038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/gayles-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115323880930785443</id><published>2006-07-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T00:06:49.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, tonight i have been going looney tunes. reason: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;msn screwed up on me, got me real pissed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;talked to fren i was refering to on previous entry, got me in deep thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;did some web browsing, got me pissed again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;watched some r&amp;b music vids, in awe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;msged =), happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and now im thinking, HMMM it really IS TRUE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;trust is a big thing. apparently, it didn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=======================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;mr brown just cracks me up. check out his EMO song!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;=======================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;tonight, my predictions were proven right. my conscience is clear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;here's a hint: coffee, friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115323880930785443?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115323880930785443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115323880930785443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323880930785443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323880930785443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-tonight-i-have-been-going-looney.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115323647781114747</id><published>2006-07-18T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:27:57.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;to one of my frens who's goin thru a rough spot. stay strong, keep smiling you crazy best fren! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;your happy meal is like in the bag alr? so yeap! the world is good again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115323647781114747?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115323647781114747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115323647781114747&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323647781114747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323647781114747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-one-of-my-frens-whos-goin-thru.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115323435343037959</id><published>2006-07-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:52:33.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pacc paper today went as expected. i pretty much screwed it up i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhh.. msn is being a bitch. fucking annoying. RAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work dammit. argh fuck LAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wun give a flying fuck anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. terrific day it has been today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuckin itchy fingers. urgh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115323435343037959?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115323435343037959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115323435343037959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323435343037959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115323435343037959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/pacc-paper-today-went-as-expected.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115305779228380862</id><published>2006-07-16T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T21:49:52.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;welcome to the tonight show with luqman leno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;for tonight, the topic for discussion would be sellouts. artist sellouts i mean. music artist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;with that sentence i mean, people who sell out their own identity just to get more popularity. the first scapegoat i will bring out would be one of my old favourites. they are a band of mixed race and members possess quirky personalities. originally, they had three members but signed up their only female member after a couple of unsuccessful albums.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;the band is called The Black Eyed Peas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;why do i label them so? think about it. back in the day when an american son  attacked the same city his father did. This wonderful band wrote the song of peace-loving and humanitarian meaning. "where is the love"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that was a song that virtually preached peace to the listeners' ears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"people killing, people dying, children hurt u hear them crying. can u practice wad u preach? or would u turn the other cheek"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;they traded such meaningful lyrics which was coupled with a catchy tune for something which goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"my humps, my humps my humps my humps. my lovely lady lumps. my humps they got u screaming"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;where's the sense in that? someone tell me please. i'm not sayin that a band should stick to just one type of music writing (in this case, peace loving music). but the change in the songs are just TOO DRASTIC. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i think the change is as good as seeing U2 performing "your body is a wonderland" out of the blue. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;OH THE HORROR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;another FINE example is Nelly Furtado. haha i almost spelt it natalie furtody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;back in the day when tapered wasn't the 'in' thing in the mat community, furtado portrayed a fun-loving image. up till her Folklore album. her current album, she ditched her happy hippy image for a man-eating sexed up version.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i don't mind the change. but just one question. why did she ditch her fans who helped her throughout her HIPPY period for botox-injected anorexic fans. who probably dig her fashion sense more than her vocal capabilities. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;JLS is taking shape. Position for superman, batman, star-spangled kid, atom smasher and flash has been taken up. JLS requires more support to battle the evils of **** *****r. singapore's answer to lex luthor. JOIN US, FIGHT EVIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;that's all folks&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/29704938-115305779228380862?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115305779228380862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115305779228380862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115305779228380862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115305779228380862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/welcome-to-tonight-show-with-luqman.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115304378735881912</id><published>2006-07-16T17:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T17:56:27.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A song. Prizes up for grabs for those who knows artist and song title. moodys mood for love is calling out to me. accounts is killing me. even superman has weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a bird&lt;br /&gt;Then we wouldn't have wings&lt;br /&gt;If love was a sky&lt;br /&gt;We'd be blue&lt;br /&gt;If love was a choir&lt;br /&gt;You and I could never sing&lt;br /&gt;Cause love isn't for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was an Oscar&lt;br /&gt;You and I could never win&lt;br /&gt;Cause we can never act out our parts&lt;br /&gt;If love is the Bible&lt;br /&gt;Then we are lost in sin&lt;br /&gt;Because its not in our hearts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a fire&lt;br /&gt;Then we have lost the spark&lt;br /&gt;Love never felt so cold&lt;br /&gt;If love was a light&lt;br /&gt;Then we're lost in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Left with no one to hold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If love was a sport&lt;br /&gt;We're not on the same team&lt;br /&gt;You and I are destined to lose&lt;br /&gt;If love was an ocean&lt;br /&gt;Then we are just a stream&lt;br /&gt;Cause love isn't for me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl I know we had some good times&lt;br /&gt;It's sad but now we gotta say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Girl you know I love you, I can't deny&lt;br /&gt;I can't say we didn't try to make it work for you and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it hurts so much but it's best for us&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along this windy road we lost the trust&lt;br /&gt;So I'll walk away so you don't have to see me cry&lt;br /&gt;It's killing me so, why don't you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why don't you go your way&lt;br /&gt;And I'll go mine&lt;br /&gt;Live your life, and I'll live mine&lt;br /&gt;Baby you'll do well, and I'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're better off, separated&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115304378735881912?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115304378735881912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115304378735881912&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115304378735881912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115304378735881912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/song.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115288348589695535</id><published>2006-07-14T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T21:24:45.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok, here's a list of the few things i favourite-ed in iTube. enjoy~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Passion, Cater to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgllOX8kKpY&amp;search=passion%20cater%20to%20you"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SgllOX8kKpY&amp;amp;search=passion%20cater%20to%20you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timberlake, SexyBack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afGvSla69bs&amp;search=sexyback"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=afGvSla69bs&amp;amp;search=sexyback&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usher, Superstar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2-WYFEdU7g&amp;search=usher%20superstar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w2-WYFEdU7g&amp;amp;search=usher%20superstar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terror Terra’s Say it’s Possible:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARHyRI9_NB4&amp;search=say%20it%27s%20possible"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARHyRI9_NB4&amp;amp;search=say%20it%27s%20possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion, So Sick:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjG9hWfu3tA&amp;search=acoustic%20so%20sick"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kjG9hWfu3tA&amp;amp;search=acoustic%20so%20sick&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne-yo’s Let me Love You:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zxn72Zudbko&amp;search=ne-yo%20let%20me%20love%20you"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zxn72Zudbko&amp;amp;search=ne-yo%20let%20me%20love%20you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mario Vasquez’s Gallery:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCSicSYHcN0&amp;search=mario%20gallery"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FCSicSYHcN0&amp;amp;search=mario%20gallery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legendary Stevie’s Don’t you Worry Bout a thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6sGWGlwDr0&amp;search=don%27t%20you%20worry%20bout%20a%20thing"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M6sGWGlwDr0&amp;amp;search=don%27t%20you%20worry%20bout%20a%20thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;john legend and Stevie, Ordinary people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KU-XkZYsBzE&amp;search=john%20legend%20stevie%20wonder"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KU-XkZYsBzE&amp;amp;search=john%20legend%20stevie%20wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115288348589695535?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115288348589695535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115288348589695535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115288348589695535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115288348589695535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/ok-heres-list-of-few-things-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115287489967213060</id><published>2006-07-14T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:40:32.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't you worry about a thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;haven't blogged in yonkers. and what a memorable week it has been. i mean seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok, i take back what i just said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;the first half of the week totally sucked~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but the remaining half was just plain EFF-YOU-ANN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here's why:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;EC Ca was a cock-talking session. All the points are given so the only thing required of candidates was to fill them in but to link it to the question. Overall, i think it went ok. I need a serious change in my handwriting though. Used up paper not because i wrote alot. But because there was too much spacing in between each letter. UH HUH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND GUESS WAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;caught Pirates of the Cofee Bean, Hairy Man's Chest. haha no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Carribean, Dead Man's Chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Terrific show, excellent storyline but the flipside of it was that the ending was just absolutely anti-climatic. I mean, the tension was just increasing up til that moment. And that wonderful to the power of superb show just had to end in a horrigible way. URGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;wonderful conversation while having dinner with the fantabulous frens. goo-goos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;A wonderful thursday morning came along. Drowned the day in Econs cause only had Econs lecture and tutorial on thursdays. Yeappos. Then came the highlight of the day. Went out with my BRUDDAH! and jolene to parkyway!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just miss those people. haha. have not meet them in ages. and surprise surprise!! swensen's dinner! the best thing was, it was FREE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;WHY!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;cause jolene was feeling spendthrift that day. so we ordered like a main course PLUS dessert. which led to a total of about 68+ bucks! had major storytelling sessions while eating. and updated each other about our lives. so learnt some stuff. shocking but interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and while we were eating, the swensen's manager walked past holding balloons in one hand. So Gav, being quick-witted, asked the manager for the purple one, jolene's fav colour and pointed to her. At first she pretended to be all shy and pai-seh about it. But after he walked off we asker her 'u dowan den give it back la' she went 'actually i like'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ultimate hilarity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so that dinner was filled with 9 DUMB moments contributed by each of us. headed down to the pool place beside parkway after dinner. we went to the one on the fifth floor cause berns said one of her frens worked there or something. dum dee dums~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;no one was on form that day so had fun miscue-ing like the whole time. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ok la not so bad, but had alot of miscues last night. TERRIBLE! tsk tsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;SG idol results show was showing on the teevee. and i didn't reali concentrate while playin. BOO! but it's ok. played until 9.45?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;dad called askin me to go home cuz i went back the previous night. i just dun geddit la. IM IN POLY HELLO!!! furthermore im a guy la. but it's ok. had another 3 dumb moments on the bus wit jolene which brings the dumb moments to a grand total of 12. Crazy lady she is. had to go back early despite the intentions of staying out later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;STRAW FOLDING is COOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;envy the skilled folder of straw hearts and stars!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i e d e n r l y e d o o v i v u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115287489967213060?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115287489967213060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115287489967213060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115287489967213060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115287489967213060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-you-worry-about-thing-havent.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115263114265048678</id><published>2006-07-11T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T23:19:02.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YouTube is very nice to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It shows all the music videos I like to see. So many people help put up vids of fantabulous artists performing. So ya'll can check out like the creme de la creme when you hear them do their thang live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So now i got respect for these few artists:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Terra Naomi, her singing will just blow your minds..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Passion and Melvin, check 'em out singing 'cater 2 you' live and unplugged. They just sounds fantastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ne-yo singing 'let me love you' acapella&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jay and lady beyonce for their dynamic performance 'DeJa Vu' at '06 BET awards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So there ya go, the few great artists featured in the little community service people call YouTube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That was just an attempt to get publicity for those few artists. Those who did covers of their songs are either terrible or they just can't get to the point that they are at. And so they hate. creating Spoofs of the songs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Econs test went fine. Pity I didn't prepare enough. Had stuff on my mind. Couldn't really concentrate. But oh well, it's done now. Can't really turn back time and change everyth can I.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So now I'm hoping everything goes smooth and dandy for tmr's EC CA. I'm terrified balls about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here's why: The test is about our writing skills. I will be tested on writing a report and writing up a persuasive text. So yeah. Clueless balls about how to prepare for it. Maybe a wide knowledge of general things will help in tmr's papers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But i haven't been readin the newsapers since school started. So my GK is like below the below of average.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ARGH. so now the fear has gone up another notch. That makes it notch 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;DAMN! im just scared. Somebody save me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i learnt to draw the batman logo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hooray me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;argh crap i hate thinking. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gotta run~ laters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;enjoy the class. laugh. be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115263114265048678?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115263114265048678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115263114265048678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115263114265048678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115263114265048678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/youtube-is-very-nice-to-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115262989943119931</id><published>2006-07-11T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T22:58:19.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gallery:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;God broke the mould,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When made this one I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's breathtakin but so much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She walks in the room and love's closed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Makin you never wanna breathe again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Her boyfriend has got so much dough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;So much ice his neck and wrists froze&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is he he faithful to her, Hell No&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But she chose to be with him, shorty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me is the money worth your soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me what's the reason that you hold on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When you know that dude&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Has a whole wall of 'em just like you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And girl you're just way too fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gotta be treated as a kind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl use your mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't be just another dime because&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't take seeing you with him&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cause I know that you'll be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his gallery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just not fair and it's tearing me apart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're just another priceless work of art..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In his gallery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's so confused&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She knows she deserves so much more&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Someone who will love and adore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But his money's hard to ignore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;She really dunno wad to do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Girl, it's just a matter of time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Before he finds another more fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;After he's done dulling your shine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You're out the door and he's through with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tell me is the money worth your soul&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what's the reason that you hold on&lt;br /&gt;When you know that dude&lt;br /&gt;Has a whole wall of 'em just like you&lt;br /&gt;And girl you're just way too fine&lt;br /&gt;Gotta be treated as a kind&lt;br /&gt;Girl use your mind&lt;br /&gt;Don't be just another dime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't take seeing you with him&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know exactly that you'll be&lt;br /&gt;In his gallery&lt;br /&gt;Just not fair and it's tearing me apart&lt;br /&gt;You're just another priceless work of art..&lt;br /&gt;In his gallery&lt;/em&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/29704938-115262989943119931?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115262989943119931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115262989943119931&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115262989943119931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115262989943119931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/gallery-god-broke-mouldwhen-made-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115245318203582929</id><published>2006-07-09T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T21:53:02.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;have been drowning myself in econs, cater 2 you and all that. Elasticiteeteeeteeety. I forgot who said that. I just laughed my ass off when i heard that. So yeap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so practically econ the day away. on a freggin sunday. my life so totally rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FORZA AZZURI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;somehow i wan those ITALIANS to burn them FRENCH toasts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i have a thing against those insanely self-absorbed *toot*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;think abt it, FRENCH toast, FRENCH loaf, FRENCH-ing. and all other french products. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;smth cropped up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;more updates to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;hope everyth goes smoothly tmr~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;FORZA ITALIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115245318203582929?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115245318203582929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115245318203582929&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115245318203582929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115245318203582929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/have-been-drowning-myself-in-econs.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115202562563166051</id><published>2006-07-04T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:35:21.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This entry would be about a short story I improv. I miss writing compositions so yeah. I'll try to write a good piece here:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paper Heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The cool breezy January night seemed to tempt most people into hypnotic trances of snoring, echoing deep breakin the pin-drop silence in most homes. For most people, this would seem like an ordinary night. Enjoying a well deserved rest after a hard day's work. Bringing bread and butter for the family or seeking education in hopes of ensuring a bright future.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;However, this wasn't any other ordinary night for Elliot. He just got home after going out on a date with a girl he was deeply infatuated with. To him, it was an unforgettable experience and to top it all of, he mustered the guts and courage to ask the girl if she was ready to head into a relationship with him. Being adolescents, filled with feelings disguised as love, both agreed to get together. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The jubilance felt the moment she agreed to his proposal was too much for him to contain. Maintaining a straight look suggesting that he was cool with her decision. Deep in his heart, he was leaping with joy at having succesfully getting a girl to agree to be with him.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Elliot tried to turn in, keeping in mind that he had to wake up earlier the next day to complete due assignments. His attempts to get rest proved too difficult. He was still overjoyed over the incident he experienced earlier in the day. Instead, he rolled around in bed embracing his bolster as though it was the girl. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Exhaution then took over him, swinging him to deep into sleep.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Awaken by an exceptionally sweet message, Elliot again hugged his bolster tightly. Resuming his rolling around in bed. He believed it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Months later, after the sweet relationship turned into something more than innocent. Fights broke out between the two love birds more frequently than they hoped for. Thinking that getting through each conflict could strengthen his love for her, he graciously faced each one. Sometimes pretending to be the more mature party, accepting full responsibilty for the fight.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Unknown to him, the recent outbreak of frequent fights caused the girl's love to weaken. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Insecurities and unhappiness filled her almost instantaneously. Her dates with Elliot could mean the sudden mood change, in the blink of an eye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To worsen the situation, she harboured feelings for another guy. Not wanting to break his heart, she decided to keep her feelings for the other guy buried deep in her heart. She did it out of love for Elliot, which she found very deep in her cold-heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Both of the parties continued being in the relationship even though one was dissatisfied and unhappy. It strained their relationship as only Elliot was doing all he could to salvage their relationship. Trying and giving his best to stay in the relationship he treasures so much. Compromising time out with his friends to be with the girl he truly fell deeply for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The girl continued feeling unhappy in the relationship up til the point that she almost wanted to end it. She began being hostile around Elliot. Being very callous and malicious towards Elliot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Not knowing where he went wrong, he consulted her. In efforts of maintaining the relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;That was when she let it all out. Voicing out all her emotions. All the unhappiness and dissatisfaction she felt for so long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Upon hearing her speak. Elliot felt that his heart was torn into millions. Destroyed was his love for her. His efforts didn't pay off. He had to pay the consequence of having his heart shattered by the girl he loved so deeply and truly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The once inseparable couple rarely meet now. Elliot heart filled with a hint of bitterness towards his former love. The person he once showered with his love. His affection for her is now a distant memory of what used to be. Elliot moved along, and found another love. Enjoying, not living in the shadow of the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;For your info. This story has been fabricated and has no relations to those living or dead. Any resemblance is coincidental. Dumdeedum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Germany please emerge victorious&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115202562563166051?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115202562563166051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115202562563166051&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115202562563166051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115202562563166051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/this-entry-would-be-about-short-story.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115193988164866399</id><published>2006-07-03T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T23:18:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;fuck iTab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a great day has been ruined by fucking iTab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;FUCK ITAB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115193988164866399?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115193988164866399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115193988164866399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115193988164866399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115193988164866399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/fuck-itab.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115176473638703770</id><published>2006-07-01T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T22:38:56.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I feel relieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Managed to complete this week's assignments at PA DA PA PA PA. So yeah, feeling relieved that I can concentrate on iTab CA and IDEAS presentation this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PA DA PA PA PA was crowded when I got there. But it slowly become less congested at around 1+. It was almost fully occupied though. Noisy too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Haha post-mugging was great. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But my ass now feels numb. Sat for almost the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ladeda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Listening to Mr.Brown podcasts. Damn hilarious la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I hope brazil destroys France. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Germany didn't deserve the victory yesterday. I feel for Argentina. I mean Argentina dominated the whole game. But they were just unlucky to have made the mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I still believe that Italy dun deserve being in the quarter finals too. Look at the group round, round of 16 and this morning. They played against not really strong teams. They should have played against Argentina I think. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ladeda. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The match shall begin soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Laters~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115176473638703770?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115176473638703770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115176473638703770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115176473638703770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115176473638703770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-feel-relieved.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115167587617030266</id><published>2006-06-30T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T21:57:56.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Watched the BET awards on YouTube after recommendations from Jigga himself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Watched the live version of Deja VU performed by lady beyonce wit her man Jigga. Awesomely amazing performance, exciting and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ya'll can catch it at:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp6Y58Rwa44&amp;search=BET%20awards%20%2706"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lp6Y58Rwa44&amp;amp;search=BET%20awards%20%2706&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's this moment where Jay smacks her right in the ass. Beyonce just danced (more like pranced) around Jay like a frenzied woman doing her dance inspired by Pink Panther. She's been dancing like that since her feature in the movie. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Drowning myself in AAR. You know?! They're the All-Rejected Americans =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Music updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Mr Timberlake's album will hit the stores September 12th (in AMERICA, people)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It is most likely to be shipped to Singapore latest by early October&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;His latest single would be titled 'SexyBack'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Armed with an image alot like MJ, suit with hat and handkerchief tied around mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Paris (HILTON) already has a video for her single 'Stars are Blind'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Just watching the first 10+ seconds would suffice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I swear that song is jamaican music influenced (YEAH MAN!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ashlee Simpson's new single is 'Invisible'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She's not the only Simpson with a single now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She can be included in the list of stars such as Bart, Marge, Homer, Maggie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The previous line was from Fiq usher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sexy Love by Ne-yo is just perfect to serenade a girl with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Elliot Yamin's Moodys Mood For love is mind-blowing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Had IDEAS presentation, not my grp of course. Sat through 5 presentations. Poor ass of mine was screaming t get some air. NUMB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Couple's Talk presents to you, THE LOVE CUBE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I think the LOVE CUBICLE suits the product more. But it wouldn't sound nice. So i settled for Love Cube. Managed to complete alot in that one meeting den we ever did previously combined. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;PA DA PA PA PA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Will go there tmr to mug like im losing my balls if I don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm not losing my balls ppl. THANKS for the concern tho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Spent the whole day humming to the tunes of moodys mood for love. Endless AAR singing throughout the day. Like random moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Learnt to fold straw hearts out of boredom. It was self taught so i'm kinda proud with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sang MY PAPER HEART! but modified it to STRAW HEART!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm bored. YAWNS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Will count the seconds till the Germany-Argentina kickoff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My prediction:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;German victory at Golden Goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;(1-0) hope i'm right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and though they say it's possible to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i don't see how it's probable,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i see the course we're on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115167587617030266?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115167587617030266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115167587617030266&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115167587617030266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115167587617030266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/watched-bet-awards-on-youtube-after.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115159666062964558</id><published>2006-06-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T23:57:40.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tomorrow's accounts day. Meaning, I'll get marks for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the previous CA I sat for.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Terrified.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And has everyth changed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;This is just MY honest opinion but unfortunately, i think DBF 1B/23 is separating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's really sad to see the class just breaking up into their own groups. I admit that I do it too so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm just plainly stating wad I observe. This is the space for me to pen down my thoughts and emotions so I hope it dun come back and bite me in the ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Did we bond too closely together to quickly and just got bored and decide to go to our own groups. I'm not sayin people don't talk like they normally do with each other. There is interaction in class, just not like we did yonkers ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Or am i thinking too much? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Lol. not too sure, argh screw the damned thing. I'll drown myself in wonderful music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Laters~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115159666062964558?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115159666062964558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115159666062964558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115159666062964558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115159666062964558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/tomorrows-accounts-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115150843303566301</id><published>2006-06-28T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:27:13.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;bloggy blog blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;let's start with the highlight of my day yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Singapore Idol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I freggin missed the whole d*mned thing. GOD!? and for wad!? for blardy econs dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but from what those who watched told me, i didn't miss much. so that kinda allieviated the pain. managed to catch Gayle's performance as well as Jay's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Gayle went flat a coupla times, and it was rather obvious but hey, she looked great. I forgot about Jay's performance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OOOPS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and i just gotta blog abt a super hilarious moment I had yesterday while on the way to SB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;MingXiang and I were walking down the steps of Convention Centre. MX being the gym-buff he is now asked "Dude, how do I look?" I replied "Boobielicious" that caused us to burst out laughing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;After the brief moment of hilarity, i sighed "aaahh.. u and ur A-cup wonders" oh gosh, i dunno if he minds me blogging about this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AAAH well, brudderhood goes a long way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, floorball will help me build up my body. Coach announced that PT will not only be running around. It will include doing weights. I'm clueless balls about gyming so I'm gonna be so &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;suaku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; when I get there the first time. Uh huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But I was already training to bodybuild, but not like those freakish looking body-builders who's got alien shaped muscles which bulge out like baloons. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Pardon that last para because I'm terrible with Descriptives.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OH GOD that reminds me, Effective Comm written would be held in 2 weeks times. No research beforehand. So it's kinda like o lvl essay writing just that there's no choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All that's available for me is the question. ONE measly question. EXPOSITORY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I know nuts. Will be terrified. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;LADEDUMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;someone was surprised yesterday. surprised in a good way =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115150843303566301?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115150843303566301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115150843303566301&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115150843303566301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115150843303566301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/bloggy-blog-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115133386528524475</id><published>2006-06-26T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:01:30.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;hello there lonesome blog,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;first day of school and things didn't really turn out all that great. had stats first, which saw more den half the class without tutorials. can kinda see in the teacher's eyes that she wasn't realli surprised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wad can i say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we made it thru one term. when the usual 'deadline' for firstyears is the 5th/6th week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;we made it through 7 freggin weeks, 8 if elearning was completed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the wonderful teacher den reminded the class of the coming ca on the fourth week, which also falls on yiling's b'day. haha. fantabulous celebrations huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;up next was the 2 and a half hour break.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;spent around 45mins plus eatin mediterranean at fc6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;proceeded to the BizIT lib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;managed to read some gaming mags and passed around batman comics. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;next up was MoB where we received our CA1 papers. was really disappointed with mysef. i guess i'm not cut out for that. always knew it. never really had the motivation to listen during lessons and tutorials aren't reali that effective. cuz all that's done during tutorials are copy paste work. and major refering of the notes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;there's no freggin cow sense in that!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im not blamin anybody but myself though. guess i should have concentrated more on reading the paper rather den to just hastily answer the question and proceed to the next question. i guess i was too abrupt in going through the paper. wasn't really in the mood and therefore didn't give it my all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;moving on, was econs. didn't have the mood to concentrate on the lecture. was just too distracted. sat stoning in the theatre which den lead me to say ' dude.. i catch no balls? '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;am in the process of going through econs. CAs for econs coming up soon. am very afraid cuz i haven memorised the formulas and all the acronyms. guess i won't have time to scary movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;which leads me to my next point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;superman opens this week, and that's a good enough reason to forgo education. argh dammit pirates opening soon. and exam fever will hit us even sooner. GAH! opportunity cost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;so i guess i hafta practice self-control..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and try to study instead of going to the movies watchin fantabulous shows like the abovementioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will i succumb to the temptation like i did with dotA? currently i am more hooked on movies. i am still strong-headed against dota. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;things happened in class today. screwed up big time. now things are really effed up. major misunderstanding. no disrespect meant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;will things get better soon? i hope so, we still have around 3terms. gonne buckle up my socks so high it'll look like pantyhose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;ganbatte luq~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115133386528524475?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115133386528524475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115133386528524475&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115133386528524475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115133386528524475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-there-lonesome-blog-first-day-of_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115116203680494064</id><published>2006-06-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:13:56.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Say it's possible&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Verse 1:&lt;br /&gt;I see the lights are turning in&lt;br /&gt;I look outside, the stars are burning through&lt;br /&gt;This changing time it could happen&lt;br /&gt;Anything we want, it’s fine&lt;br /&gt;Salvation was just a passing thought.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a passing thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wait cause this amazing offer won’t last long&lt;br /&gt;It’s the only chance to save the path we’re on&lt;br /&gt;I know there are more exciting things to talk about&lt;br /&gt;And in time we’ll sort it out&lt;br /&gt;And in time we’ll sort it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And oh they say it’s possible to me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t see how it’s probable&lt;br /&gt;I see the course we’re on&lt;br /&gt;Spinning farther from what I know of&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, tell me that you won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you won’t let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verse 2:&lt;br /&gt;In truth,&lt;br /&gt;You’re such a funny thing with all these people&lt;br /&gt;You keep telling me they know what’s best and&lt;br /&gt;What to be frightened of and all the rest are wrong&lt;br /&gt;They know nothing about us&lt;br /&gt;They know nothing about us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;And oh they say it’s possible to me&lt;br /&gt;I don’t see how it’s probable&lt;br /&gt;I see the course we’re on&lt;br /&gt;Spinning farther from what I know of&lt;br /&gt;Hold on, tell me that you won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that you won’t let go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge:&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alright&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alright&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alright&lt;br /&gt;I’m not alriiiiiiight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus(x2)&lt;/em&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/29704938-115116203680494064?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115116203680494064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115116203680494064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115116203680494064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115116203680494064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/say-its-possible-verse-1-i-see-lights.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115113801240694937</id><published>2006-06-24T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T16:44:44.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I just discovered this artist named Terra Naomi, alternative rock. With a hint of pop rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya'll can go check her out yourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;The song's called 'Say it's possible'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARHyRI9_NB4"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ARHyRI9_NB4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's this other dude who puts up his videos on youtube. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Goes by the name of Jeremy aka Passion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Buy ya'll can go and check him out yourselves. Haha. Too lazy to link it up here in my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sometimes I wonder, looking at the current internationcal music scene. I wonder how artists like Hillary Duff or other nonsensical people ever came to be. Maybe I'm just biased cuz I don't really like that type of music. Honestly, all I care about is why they became popular. Now, no news can be heard of 'em.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I wonder if they have their own record. That Terra Naomi is terrific, she writes her own songs. And they're all good. OK not ALL, but most of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But DAMMIT SHE'S GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Not sure if she has an album =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;That passion dude on the other hand, does fantabulous covers. Great voice, perfect for mass appeal. The flip side is, he dresses like Daniel Powter. Make your own inferences. I'll keep comments regarding that to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;imma stop nagging for now. check out terra naomi yeah. she's good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Korea's out. Majorly disappointed&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115113801240694937?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115113801240694937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115113801240694937&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115113801240694937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115113801240694937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-just-discovered-this-artist-named.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115107596607969033</id><published>2006-06-23T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T23:59:26.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Many world cup matches will be played later. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;2are currently being played right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Spain will most probably go through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Couldn't really care much about these 2 groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Made a silent comeback to DotA today. Played rather disappointingly, I mean what else can I expect. I haven't played properly in over 6 months. Wasn't as disappointed as I could have been IF I hadn't quit so abruptly. Just to make it clear, I shall only dota out of leisure. That shall be the only (AND I DO MEAN IT) reason to play. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I refuse to let it take hold of my life like it did the last time. At most it'll be a controlled addiction. Perhaps not to the extent of daily gaming, maybe just up to several hours a week. That should suffice the gaming hunger which was screaming out to me today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;My insatiable hunger was satisfied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Somehow I feel guilty about playin. Main reason, I tried so hard to never touch that game. EVER but I was weak. I didn't have the strength to fight the temptations, DotA called out to me and I couldn't refuse. I am weak. I answered the calling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;When there's no one else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;look inside yourself,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;like your oldest friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;just trust the voice within.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I'll&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; listen to aguilera for the time being. I shall trust my inner voice, and DotA in private. Training lonesomely. And makin an explosive official re-entering into the DotA world. That way, I can improve before getting into the action.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I shall drown in worries in this entry,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Poly life is starting to get really hectic. Presentations coming really soon, projects deadlines are looming all this only in Sem1. There's IDEAS to complete which is a b*tch of a subject. AND THEN SEM TESTS ARE COMING. I can seriously feel the stress just skyrocketing. Gonna have pimple breakouts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'll be takin 2new subjects next Sem(FOM and CD). Will also be taking up an elective. So that means an additional module. (FOM/CD swaps with OB/IDEAS).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's see, 2nd week: IDEAS presentation and iTab exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;following that, 4 or 5th week: IDEAS final presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh the joy of holidays. I will seriously be lookin forward to the following holiday. Sem BREAK. You all know what that means? Almost 2 FUDGING MONTHS OF HOLIDAYS DAMMIT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But i'm pretty sure that sem break will be overloaded with projects too and online assignments. Oh god~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Looking back, Sec sch seems tonnes and loads easier. The only consolation I get from poly life, terrific classmates and no sch uniform. GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Today I indulged in Secret Recipe cakes, i.e Mango cake and Oreo cheesecake. The oreo cake was super rich. Creamy and cookie-full. Right consistency and perfect balance of cheesy taste paired with sweetness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I swear I'm gettin fat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Here is a picture of the amount of chocolates available at the Mr.Melody's place come over to try some out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/1600/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/Image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;&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;are you already drooling?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115107596607969033?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115107596607969033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115107596607969033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115107596607969033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115107596607969033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/many-world-cup-matches-will-be-played.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115099233952107251</id><published>2006-06-23T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T00:05:39.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ghana and Italy makes it to top 16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ghana-USA:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2-1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Italy-Czech:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I am satisfied&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115099233952107251?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115099233952107251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115099233952107251&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115099233952107251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115099233952107251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/ghana-and-italy-makes-it-to-top-16.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115098992634562786</id><published>2006-06-22T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T23:25:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;random conversations between parents and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum: &lt;em&gt;Waa.. Those people really have dark skin (&lt;/em&gt;refers to cheering Ghana fans&lt;em&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;Yeah. Those are americans wad.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: (chuckles to self)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum: &lt;em&gt;Wad are you laughing at!?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute parents?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Me: &lt;em&gt;Look at USA's no. 8. Americans have funny names. (&lt;/em&gt;referring to CLINT dempsey, i thought the 'L' and 'I' were combined, making a 'U')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dad: &lt;em&gt;Yeah and he's american. The land of the *toot*.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum:&lt;em&gt; Huh!? WHO?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dad and Me: &lt;em&gt;There no. 8 from USA C*nt Depmsey&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mum: NO LA! IT'S CLINT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes yes, my dad and I can get vulgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Was watching the Ghana-USA match because I felt it's more interesting compared to the Italy-Czech. Both scores are currenly 1-nil, Ghana and Italy leading. Score updates later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I gotta comment, the World Cup referees ARE issuing yellows and reds more frequently than I hope they should. JUst previously, a Ghana defender was issued a yellow card simply for blocking this USA forward. I mean w-t-f &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Speaking of which, the recent England match where Owen was seriously injured after like 4 mins of play? Screwed up knee i think. That's what made Rooney underperform for that game. Main reason: Too much thoughts. He was obviously afraid of gettin his leg screwed up the way Owen did AND trying to score goals. That was what I thought made Rooney lose concentration and play rather below expectations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am currently rooting for GHANA, why? Simply because, GHANA sounds like GAH-NAH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok that was lame &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But I think Ghana can make it at least to top8. They are an african nation. So they must have probably trained in the desert. Playin internationally in the BEER CAPITAL OF THE WORLD can be considered duck webbed feet for them.(chicken feet are just bleah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Moving on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Emilee made it to the next round. My only comment will be, her family must be rich enough to be able to vote her into the next round. I seriously don't see anybody willing to spare their cash on a getai singer like her. Like seriously, listen to her? Practically almost ALL of the other girls sing bajeebers times better than she does. Ok that wasn't A comment that was MY comments. Gosh is this considered bitching? IS voicing out my feelings and thoughts about something so wrong? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ONE MORE THING! I absolutely, totally, undeniably disagree with a coupla wildcard positions. Of all people WHY!? was Primero picked. Didn't he broadcast enough egoistical chauvinistic qualities on teevee to prove to the judges that featuring him on national television would have detrimental effects on the viewers. That includes the youth who are definitely the future of this nation. Make an informed decision you SG idol judges you! But hey, who am I to judge, I ain't no bigshot jazz local artist or the first local artist to succesfully launch a career internationally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Just voicing out my 2cents worth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;God I feel terrific getting that off my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah, Pasir Ris macs with MingXiang today. Completed IDEAS ppt. Berns came down and joined us soon after because she was nice enough to pass us her IDEAS workbook. THANKS HOR! And congrats on finally kicking the habit of daily Bueno consuming. 3 cheers for Berns! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Headed to Pasir Ris library to check out some books. Gosh I haven't been to a library since that time I had dinner with the TP people I think and that was bajeebers of eons ago. Just realised that Bruce Wayne is arrested for murder. He escaped prison though, and proceeding with life as the Dark Knight with no attempts to clear his name. His associates are currently trying to help him find the killer. He was suspectedly framed by a ninja person. King of confusion and trickery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am currently hoping that the underdogs will shock the balls off the scrotums of male footballs viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Happy Cheering~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115098992634562786?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115098992634562786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115098992634562786&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115098992634562786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115098992634562786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/random-conversations-between-parents.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115090406473617976</id><published>2006-06-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T23:34:24.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;im officially bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;someone entertain me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i am very very bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i'm memorizing songs but im still bored&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115090406473617976?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115090406473617976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115090406473617976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115090406473617976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115090406473617976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/im-officially-bored-someone-entertain.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115081018006431255</id><published>2006-06-20T21:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T21:29:40.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/Daddy%20eating%204bowls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's my dad eating 4bowls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/OldSCHpepsi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;old school glass pepsi bottle(recycled)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/1600/GrillingFish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/GrillingFish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Grilled fish. super yums!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/GrillerMAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;he griller man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/1600/BuenoHill.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/BuenoHill.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;bueno hill. langkawi IS duty free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i see bernie drooling. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;that was some of the pix taken during the langkawi trip. How should I describe the place. hmm, try fly infested. No, try winged bugs infested. You can see the bug zapper things. You know the neon lights thingy to attract bugs, and when bugs land on the thing they get zapped. The bzzzzt sound can be easily heard. So noisy! And it's mostly found in restaurants. I mean DUH! Haha. And there was this little dude who kept singing and talking. for eg. 'pergi rumah bapak kau' (go to your father's house) or 'ni rumah datuk kau'(this is your grandfather's place) haha. hilarious little dude. I didn't get his picture though. Oh yeah, we got to this toilet break destination which had a water fountain feature and he went like 'WATER!!!! SWIMMING!!' haha. ultimate cuteness.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Yeap that's all that can be said about langkawi. Fly infested and very laid back. Can u say boring!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;the dark knight is sending me songs now. thanks dude!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;oh yeah i owe thanks to the Bernie BERNS! for sending me that file =) kinder bueno for you!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;short one today. gotta run&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115081018006431255?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115081018006431255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115081018006431255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115081018006431255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115081018006431255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/thats-my-dad-eating-4bowls.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115044466018996568</id><published>2006-06-16T15:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-16T15:57:40.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ok ppl! im done watching the ENGRAND match. Caught the replay instead of the live telecast cuz, i'm too lazy to wake my lazy ass up to watch it live. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and here's my review: (Peter)Crouch is one of the luckiest S.O.B that ever existed. For once his height actually brought the english team a goal. I mean his positioning was oh so tyco. I gotta admit though, Stevie G's score was excellent. Wk said he shot using his weaker foot, so yeah. KUDOS TO YOU DUDE!! GO STEVIE G! And I'm talkin like Steven Gerrard and I are great friends. But you know he's good. Stevie G. and Kenny G. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ok ok i admit. -L.. a.. m.. e- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;haha. oh well. What else is there to say. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hmm, oh yeah. I'm going to Langkawi with a tour-grp right. Guess what!? Mas is going too. AND!! she's going with a tour grp too. Furthermore, the rendezvous point and meeting time for her group and mine are the same. I mean WHAT ARE THE CHANCES!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;and I'm not sure if it's a good thing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/1600/Syikin&amp;urinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/362/3172/320/Syikin%26urinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i swear this girl is nuts. f.y.i she was just posing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;ok ppl i gotta go pack up. get ready for langkawi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;i shall leave lyrics to a song here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Wild horses&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chilhood living, is easy to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;the things you wanted,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I bought them for you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Graceless lady, you know who I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;you know I can't let you slide through my hands.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wild horses couldn't drag me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Wild wild horses couldn't drag me away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I watched you suffer a dull aching pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;now you decided to show me the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;No sweeping exits or off stage lights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know i dreamt of you, it's not a sin nor a lie&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;I had my freedom but i don't have much time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;Faith has been broken, tears have been cried,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;so let's do some living before we die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I love this song, so there you go. enjoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;langkawi, here i come~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115044466018996568?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115044466018996568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115044466018996568&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115044466018996568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115044466018996568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok-ppl-im-done-watching-engrand-match.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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-29704938.post-115037655626441178</id><published>2006-06-15T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T21:17:58.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My shattered dreams and broken heart,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Are mending on the shelves,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I saw you holding hands and standing close to someone else,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Now i sit her all alone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wishing all my feelings were gone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I gave my best to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing for me to do but have One Last Cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;One Last Cry before i leave it all behind,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I gotta put you outta my mind this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Stop living a lie,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I guess i'm down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;To my last cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AWWWWW, I'm in love with that song la. There's no hidden meaning to it though. Everything's going smoothly. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhoo, went to the shizzle pizzle AGAIN this time for Floorball vid-watching. First, it was the previous year's IVP guys matches. Proceeded to the women's matches and then to Div1 final match in PESTA SUKAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Selections for Div2 tournament. I'm not entirely sure if I want to participate. My reasons: I don't think I am up to standard to play for the team and IF I were to participate but play substandardly, the better players might just get ticked off and just explode(enranged and effed up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Joining the team on the other hand would give me exposure &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;HADY MIRZA GOT IN!! He's certainly my favourite this season. D***ed judge told him on national teevee his performance could be found at any lounge. I mean that's such a terrific way to break a person's spirit la and that could have possibly affected the votes. But my fren told me he knows this Mirza dude so yeah that's cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah, I'm leaving for Langkawi tmr. For those who ain't got no clue where that is. Don't ask me. I'm clueless balls bout it too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All I know is that it's way farther from SG compared to KL. HEH? re-phrase: it's than KL to SG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really hoping that I get to eat tons of seafood there. Sambal stingray, crabs and all that jazz. The flipside to it is that the journey there would take a whole fudging night. That means I have to sleep the night away IN THE BUS! Bless my ass with enough flesh just so that I can withstand it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;OH NO. I'm complaining again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;ENGRAND MATCH LATER, I am so uninterested. Mr.Crouch please stop being such a disappointment. Utilize your fudging height. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I SO TOTALLY DUN BELIEVE THAT JOAKIM DUDE GOT IN. GOSH! WAD WERE YOU VOTERS THINKING!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I mean he was entertaining but the vocals weren't there. It's no unimpressive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Geek in the Pink my ass!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;laters dudes~&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/29704938-115037655626441178?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115037655626441178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115037655626441178&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115037655626441178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115037655626441178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-shattered-dreams-and-broken_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29704938.post-115029647672335551</id><published>2006-06-14T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T22:47:56.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so this is my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;MINE, ALL MINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;So yeah, I know this can be a teensy bit outdated but hey! I had serious issues bout blogging. Things have seriously changed now, and i agree that blogging does help with language skills..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so here i am!!! SCREAM MY LUNGS OUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;oh no!! lameness!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;anw, caught the latest ep of SG idol hours ago and Hady Mirza pebbles la! He's singapore's answer to Elliot Yasmeen, oops i mean Elliot Yamin. He might be of similar standard.. no, better. PLUS no insulin pumps for him. *not that i have anyth against the disease stricken*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;that roslan dude did pretty well too! his voice was reali smooth (or as my dad said smoooot la). he just need a morale boost cuz i can see he wasn't reali confident bout his skills but DUDE U CAN SO TOTALLY SING. so i'm seriously hoping this roslan dude makes it thru to the next round and prove that there's still a place for R&amp;B and soulful music in the local music scene. Go get 'em!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyhooo, went back to the shizzle pizzle (SP) for IDEAS project. For the non-SP students or less informed SP students, it stands for Innovation, De-sign and Enterprise in Action. It's so totally creativity and i ain't creative. BUT, oh no. However, grp projects are helping me pull up the marks. So thank god for grp projects.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;On the way to sch wit the MX-man. haha. MingXiang called me PS King of the Kings! i mean wadd!? i just ps'ed him for that x-men movie la. haha. I dun deny the fact that i DID PS HIM and shaun la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;and here i am waiting for bleach to finish being uploaded. BOREDOM! and joan's watchin her 'devil beside you' show. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;AND SPAIN SCORED AGAIN DAMMIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;so score's 4-0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;to all those squinting thru those eyes tryin to watch m'sia's RTM channel den i'll just tell u the score. so there! 4-0 right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;back to meMEme!! im bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;entertain me pls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;pretty pretty pls with a huge pineapple on top..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;my quote of the night:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;like fire to a caveman, i just discovered blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29704938-115029647672335551?l=mr-zalea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/feeds/115029647672335551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29704938&amp;postID=115029647672335551&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115029647672335551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29704938/posts/default/115029647672335551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mr-zalea.blogspot.com/2006/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Mr.aZalea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11388589784675916184</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>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
