<?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-6487310639235845863</id><updated>2012-02-12T12:29:36.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.::ŅòóßĿëŦ ĊîţŶ::.</title><subtitle type='html'>Peace.&lt;br&gt;
No F**erz,&lt;br&gt;
No Beeches,&lt;br&gt;
No Pedophiles.&lt;br&gt;
Just A Place Where Nooblets Chill.&lt;br&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-1956402637145667232</id><published>2011-01-28T15:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T15:46:38.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain, ur a noooooob shit.</title><content type='html'>Today is such an unlucky day that I just had to make a post about it. After so long, I finally decide to post something. In the early morning, I woke up and went to Sakura for cohesion. Reach there at 11.30 which was the supposed meeting time. No one there except Jansen. STUPID FUCK. DAMN FUCKING ANGRY. SORRY I JUST COME BACK FROM THE RAIN. Lunch started at around 12. Eat eat eat, then it was time to leave. Realised it was FUCKING RAINING. SO, since i live so near, i didn't bother to look for a ride. BOY WAS I FUCKED UP. I act like fucking banglah child and ran across to pioneer mrt. GUESS WHAT. BEFORE I COULD GET TO THE TRAFFIC LIGHT. IT TURNED RED AND I HAD TO WAIT THERE. THEN AFTER THAT I RUN ACROSS, I SLIPPED ON THE FUCKING GRASSS AND I LANDED ON THE ROAD. FUCKING PAIN. EVERYONE STARING AT ME LAUGHING. ok they not laughing but i was very very pai seh. SERIOUSLY. WAD THE FUCK. THEN I WENT INTO THE SHELTERED CARPARK. TRIED TO CLEAN MYSELF UP. THEN NOTICED 3 BANGLAH SITTING AROUND THEN STARING AT ME. I THINK BECAUSE I LOOK LIKE A MESS. LIKE FROM GANG FIGHT COME OUT. THEN I REALISED WHY. MY WHOLE PANTS RIGHT SIDE ALL RED. LIKE KENA MENSTRUATION LIDDAT. FUCKING HELL. A LOT OF BLOOD. FUCKING ANGRY. SOMEMORE SO MUCH GRASS STUCK IN MY SLIPPER. I HOBBLED OVER TO THE MRT LOOKING LIKE A FUCKING SAD EMO CHILD WHO CUT HIMSELF IN THE LEG BECAUSE HE WAS TOO EMO AND WANTED TO GO TO THE TOILET TO CLEAN UP. WHEN I GOT TO THE TOILET I SAW A CLEANING UNCLE CLOSING THE GATE TO THE TOILET. FUCK LA. CHEE BYE SIA. SO SUAY. SO I LIMPED TO THE NEAREST KOPITIAM (YES MY FOOT WAS HURTING LIKE A BITCH), AND GO TO THE TOILET. CLEANED THE BLOOD OFF MY PANTS WITH SOAP. THEN WASHED OFF THE GRASS. FELT BAD FOR THE KOPITIAM PERSON BECAUSE A LOT OF GRASS STUCK IN THE SINK THERE. HAHAHAHAHA. THEN I WENT BACK TO THE MRT AND REALISED THE UNCLE ALREADI LIFT UP THE GATE. STUPID FUCK. NEVER LIFT UP EARLIER. HAI ME GO SO FAR TO CLEAN MYSELF. GOT STAIRCASE SOMEMORE. IDIOT. THEN I TAKE MRT. TAKE TAKE TAKE. UNTIL BOON LAY. THEN TAKE LIFT DOWN AND GO TAKE THE BUS. I WALK TOWARDS THE 243G IN THE INTERCHANGE. GOT TWO AUNTIE SITTING THERE. I TOT THEY WAITING FOR BUS. FUCK LA. TURNS OUT THE BUS ALREADI HERE LIAO. BUT THEY DUN WAN GET UP BECAUSE THEY WANT TO SIT. FUCKING STUPID IDIOT AUNTIES. FUCK U BOTH SHIT ASS BITCHES. HAI ME CANNOT GO UP THE BUS. NA BEI. CHAO CHEE BYE. AFTER I GOT ON THE BUS, I REALISED THE BUS STOP AT MY HOUSE NEED TO RUN ACROSS THE ROAD TO MY HOUSE. SO I THINK : " I VERY SMART, I THINK THIS BUS WILL DO A LOOP AND GO TO THE OPPOSITE BUS STOP. SO I DON'T HAVE TO GO INTO THE RAIN " BOY WAS I A FUCKING LOSER. I WAS FUCKING WRONG. ITS 243W THAT MAKES THE LOOP. SO I ENDED UP BACK IN THE INTERCHANGE. AND GUESS WHAT, IT PASSED BY THE BUS STOP AT THE PLACE I WAS EATING SAKURA AT. I FORGOT THERE WAS THIS DIRECT BUS I COULD TAKE. CHEEEEEE HONG. KAAAANNNN NIIII NAAAAAAA. SO I TAKE 243 AGAIN AND NOW I DUN CARE ALREADI. I DON'T WANT TO LOOP LIAO. I JUST RUN ACROSS THE ROAD. NOW HERE I AM, BITCHING AND COMPLAINING ABOUT HOW FUCKED UP MY DAY IS. AND LATER AT NIGHT I GOT BTT. SO IF I FAIL BTT, ITS REALLI GOING TO BE THE 2ND MOST FUCKED UP DAY EVER. signing off, rayMOOOOOOND&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-1956402637145667232?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1956402637145667232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=1956402637145667232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1956402637145667232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1956402637145667232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2011/01/rain-ur-noooooob-shit.html' title='Rain, ur a noooooob shit.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-5836463290319180747</id><published>2010-04-07T02:55:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:04:50.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ignore my previous post. I must be high. Sniffed too much air-con air. o.o</title><content type='html'>To start off, when I review my previous post when I was more clear-headed and not on air-con drugs, I was shocked at my randomness. I couldn't believe I came up with all that shit. I think I was in a "Blog Trance", you know what I mean? Moving on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man 'Youtube' really has some crazy shit lying around somewhere if you are willing to spend some time digging around. 'FluffeeTalks','RayWilliamJohnson'....many more, go to my account to see the others. Can't think of any more off the top of my head at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, sometimes its not really the whole video that is "laugh-inducing", rather its those little snippets of nonsense and portions of "ridiculous-ness". (I just made that word up since I suddenly realised I have reached the limits of my vast and boundless cumulation of vocabulary) Kudos for the use of 'Big words' and the shamelessness emanating from the very essence of that sentence. Nah'~. I use the dictionary all the time. I'm just sayin'. Oh coming to this point, it is of great importance that EVERYONE, should know I read books, not just play the computer everyday and have my eyes checked and found out my degree increased again. I borrowed a book called "30 days to a more powerful memory". Just for the fun of it. Thought it might be better to do something constructive for my remainder of my days of freedom. I spent 2 days and I only got through to the first quarter of the book. Haha. I'm just not cut out for reading. I'm NOT A NERD. I'm kidding yet again. Not only nerds read books...Douchebags and people in high school read books too. I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Transition~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSERT RANDOM COMMENT THAT POPPED UP IN MY HEAD: I'm in envy of clarence's blog. Man, I wish I could form such intricate and flawless sentences half as well as him. That bitch. How did he learn to grasp such a good command over this cursed language we call English! He's probably going to see this anyway so....IN YOUR FACE clar, I can cuss better than you. Wahahaha. Wait...I don't think that's a good thing. Meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Transition~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a few things done today. Basically, I fixed up my NS spectacles, though it isn't ready for collection yet. And, I got a Casio watch for NS, at a bargain. I owned Guan Yi and whoever got it at 16 dollars of higher. BECAUSE...I got it at 15. In your face, biatches!!! I saved a dollar. Now I just have to break it 5 times and make sure everyone else breaks their watches the same amount of time. Then, I would get a free McDonald's meal. If you know what I mean. But, I can't really blame you if you couldn't understand sophisticated yet delicate labyrinth of events. Says to myself, "Stop being such an egoistic custard! You fagass~". *Sobs* I'm not Mr. West.&lt;br /&gt;Interesting thing that came up when I was surfing through the net: Sudden Adult Death Syndrome. Sounds scary ain't it. You are absolutely not mistaken. You just die. Suddenly. Its sounds so devil-ish. "A Covenant With Death and an Agreement With Hell". Makes you think twice about making a deal with the Devil. Ok. Enough of the dark talk. Bless us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things left to do for NS? Cut my hair and get goggles. Man, I'm not even sure whether I need goggles. After all, I'm one of the PES C men. The dream of making it big in serving "The Draft" is as real as Ricky Martin's heterosexuality. (GOSH this has to be one of the most epic quotes of all time. Come on. You can totally split your sides laughing at "Ricky Martin.....bleaaahhh" for a day at least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Installed 'Steam' on Windows. Not a bad application. Good thing I got a 'Nvidia' card. You get three free games. 2 versions of 'Half-life 2' and 'Portal'. Played 'Portal' before. Its a mind-wrenching game but nevertheless a fun and interesting experience. Oh, and if you have the time, try out 'Braid'. It's a light-weight, short, unique game. I promise. *Waves frantically to signal people towards the pirated version*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last, I think my knowledge in the field of "Computer and the Internet" stuff is really getting outdated. Wish someone could compile everything thats up-to-date in a pdf file so I can try to upgrade to Raymond 2.1.2.0. HTML5? OpenDNS? Man, Internet Jargon seems to be increasing at an exponential rate such that I can't even keep up, much less the older generations. Yo. Help me out here man. Show some love people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I jotted down most of my thoughts of recent times. (Wait did that come out right?) Haha. Aight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'L' is cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-5836463290319180747?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5836463290319180747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=5836463290319180747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5836463290319180747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5836463290319180747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/04/ignore-my-previous-post-i-must-be-on.html' title='Ignore my previous post. I must be high. Sniffed too much air-con air. o.o'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4773849877277513022</id><published>2010-04-04T19:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T04:06:59.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kuso!!!</title><content type='html'>Well. Found something interesting to talk about. Fine-nah-lee. Huahuahua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Clarence's birthday party. It was sort of an early zuo kun's birthday celebration too. lulu. Teehee. Nothing unusual happened during the party, just like any other party at his sexy house, though I reached the latest at 9pm because of steamboat outing with my class. Hm. Steamboat seemed to be really suckish, due to several events. Mainly, it was because "steamboated" food taste so bland and....bland. Ok no, I changed my mind. It's bland and.....repetitive. You get so tired of it. 2ndly, Mr. Zhou Chen spilled soft drink on my shirt and then he 'ka-jiaoed' our table's soup. *Glares at ZC*. Thirdly, it was at 'Boooogis' and you know I hate travelling too long a distance. I get so restless. Anyway, travelled all the way back to 'CCK' and "died" at Clarence's house. Manz. So tired. They were all "Guitar-Hero-ing". Some leftover people were at the mahjong table emo-ing. Incidentally, birthday boy was one of those emo bitches. Like me. I joined them. And I started..........No. They were not mahjong-ing. It was a "NS" discussion area. Man, I was sooooooooooooooooooo bored. I haven't even gotten enlisted yet and still, I have to sit through a pep talk of some sort. Feh! Taikutsu Taikutsu..~ Kiddin' Kiddin'. So yea. Played some Poker with Mahjong tiles as chips. Played a little "speed card game" thingy. You know its like the 5-2-5 arrangement then if two same cards appear at the same time in the '2' row then you would have to smack your palm onto the face of the opponent...i mean the card...and shout something. Well, we forgot the word to shout so we used the "F" word instead. How appropriate for the 'NS' men. Ok. Up until now, I have been trying not to doze off. I feel so tired. Too tired to think or So I'm gonna speed thru' like freakin' fast. So suddenly I was asked to play "Guitar Hero". Ironically, I was only allowed to sing into the microphone thanks to the machine hoggers. Kidding. Anyway, yea, I sang sang sang.(more like moaning and droning..I can't help it right? Nobody knows how to sing the songs in Guitar hero. They are so...erhem..."leng men") Suddenly, "You Failed". Those accursed words popped up on the monitor. I was like "Which Bakkayarou ahou sabotage our band". It was me. It turns out I wasn't watching my life bar. Happy? -.- At that moment, my face turned black and looked at my "band" in horror. I was stripped off my microphone and brushed away like a little irritating bug that lands on your monitor screen sometimes and which you keep trying to blow away. I felt like a little bitch. I felt damned. I felt useless. I felt like the world ended right on the spot. The words "Its the singer la! Raymond!" cut through me like blades of glass that shattered just when they perforated my heart lining and....then its like as if they used the guitars and smashed my head and threw me from the 6th floor and jumped down after that and stomped on my face and threw me in the garbage bins and pissed on me and violated me. Then they ran away. The horror. That's how I felt. I was so sad and depressed. HAHA. DAYUMMM. I'm just kiddin'. Anyway, after that we cut the birthday cake and ate it and took some unglam photos (me only) then Bai Bai. Haiz, I stayed and taunted because I was too tired and I didnt want to make a wasted trip. I played some other games and helped clarence install a new OS and slept....with him. Well, its true right? Don't think dirty. The bed was big enough. Next day, played 'Devil May Cry 4'. Freakin' awesome. I owned. After that Benjamin came over (same birthday as clarence) and we had a mini party. They talked and played about soccer. I tried to play and lost. So predictable. Then I played left 4 dead with ben, completed dead air. 1 hour. 0 minutes. Nice rite? Ben went home afterwards while me and clar went to eat subway. I forgot how to order so I made a fool of myself. Now, here comes the interesting part. After I finished my sub, I was doing some weird hand motion in front of clar's face and when I pulled back I knocked my whole barley drink onto my shirt and pants. It was 3 quarters full. Everyone was like glaring at me. Like "Why the F is Jay Chou doing in Subway?". Ok kidding. The usual. Asked for some serviettes and cleaned up. So embarassing. I think this is karma. The day before Zhou Chen spilled some shit on the back of my shirt and I hollered at him and blasted some profanities into his face. That's why I am suffering such evil retribution. Haiz. I have to learn to control my anger. My rage. So we went to the library after that and I borrowed books on memory empowerment while clar borrowed some books. I didn't see. Think its porn. Remember last time when you were young and you went to the library and you strayed away from your parents and came across a book on the human anatomy or even more interestingly, ART. Some art books have paintings that are sexually provocative, ok wait, no. That came out wrong. I mean the paintings have naked people. Ya. Anyway, you, being the young inquisitive dectective boy boy, decide to pick up that particular book, look sideways to see if anyone is looking at you, then quickly browse through the vivid and colossal collection of explicit content. Come on, you know you did it before. STOP LYING YOU LITTLE SNITCH. Stop thinking :" raymond is such a hentai boy, i can't believe he did that when he was young". "Nu! I am NOT A HENTAI BOY :'( I was just curious". But under the seemingly belittling and demeaning eyes of the depraved public, Raymond was outcasted and he disappeared. Never to be seen. Again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh. Damn, let me say this. I just thought of this. Some people say that they haven't seen porn before, well, does the previous scenario count? softc... nevermind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back to the main topic, I was walking home just now. And I saw a cat. It was like sitting there sleeping. I crouched down and looked at it, half-expecting it to get a shock of its life and run away. But, no. It turned and looked at me with those sleepy and droopy eyes and yawned, stretching itself and making meow meow noises. You know when you just wake up, and you stretch and you make those "ahhhhhhhhhhh....nyam nyam nyam" sequences. the "nyam nyam" part is when you close and open your mouth as if to moisten your mouth or something. DO YOU GET IT?! GOSH I'm totally having a hard time here. Are you having the time of your life reading this? If you are. Good. Anyway, this thought suddenly came to me and it was this thought that triggered my motivation to make this post. In the past, cats are like so freaking scared of us. You know when we were little and we see a cat, and we run towards it or even just walk towards it, it will scurry away like a little girl. Now, they seem to have adapted to us. Rather, I think nowadays kids don't play with the stray animals anymore. They have grown too attached to technology to bother about nature's gifts. Sad. Though its kind of a double-edged sword thingy. Less ignorant kids will torture these poor animals. LOL. Looks who's sayin all this "saint " stuff. I used to play with cats and I remembered there was one time the cat tried to run away from me when I was stroking its fur. I got sad and I wanted it to come back. So I pulled its tail. It got angry and attacked me. So I ran away. :( It seems so weird nowadays. Its like. The cats are disrespecting me. I think I have to remind them who's boss and put them in their place. HAHA. I'm just kidding. Makin' some stuff up along as I go with da flow. Hee hee. I noticed suddenly I have typed for a very long time. almost half an hour. I shall stop. Summarising next few things I want to talk about but I think no one will read any further if I kept on typing. 1. Huiyan, I want your dog. When is it arriving. 2. Think about this. Do handsome people become less handsome as they grow older? And vice versa ( like lky) This has been bugging me lately. Don't ask me which category I'm in. I'm in the middle. Too bad. 3. Why am I surrounded by friends who don't have much common interests with me? Because I have hundreds of dota freaks around me.(ok an exaggeration) Soccer freaks. Korean freaks. National Service Freaks. Manz I don't participate in any of those stuff. I feel so left out. Oh wait. I'm going to NS soon. Yipee yay. Hurray Me! Ok yawnzz...END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya think I was going to sleep right? TOO BAD. UR WRONG. NehniX2 pooX2 I am going to go watch 'REC'(spanish horror prequel to rec 2, recommended by mr. yong chee). HORROR. Hey yc, come closer... yea.. you. come. I DON'T NEED TO REDOWNLOAD WAHAHAHA. I just downloaded the subtitle file. Am I smart?? Pat my head. GOOOOD BOY GOOOOOD BOY~ come heerree doggy.. CUUUUUUM heeeeerrrreeee..thhaatts a goooood Boy THATSS MY GUUUUUD BOOIII~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I must be crazy......NOT. U. Just. Got. Served. &lt;br /&gt;Sry for the rushed post and sharp black and white contrast. I love.......myself. Yep. Ja, Matte ne! You are so kawaii. Suddenly, I feel like this blog post sounds more like the real me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-4773849877277513022?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4773849877277513022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4773849877277513022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4773849877277513022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4773849877277513022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/04/kuso.html' title='kuso!!!'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8376100903747768506</id><published>2010-03-24T18:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:37:38.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yume..</title><content type='html'>Ah...A relatively uninteresting day. Though its prelude was something intriguing and uncanny. I'm talking about my dream. Dreams rather. Long story cut short, it was the best/exciting/awful/interesting dream I have ever dreamt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off, I have been constantly experiencing 'Déjà vu' for the past few months. Don't know why, just that sometimes when I watch Japanese dramas, I will have a weird feeling I saw a particular scene before. Its really an irritating feeling since I can't remember when I have seen it before. (I was pretty sure I didn't watch that drama before) The same thing happens with my dreams. Rather, I think my dream uses my daily life experiences as material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, on the fateful day, which is yesterday, I went out to town to pool and eat some stuff with Jia En Guan Yi Amanda ZiYu ZhiWen KaiLing(Halfway). Totally burnt a hole in my pocket yet again. Painful but entertaining at the very least. Didn't really get any sleep before these activities so I was extremely tired at the end of the day. Really. Really. Tired. Man, when I reached home, I had a change of clothes and without bathing I just blacked out on my bed. Literally, I was so fatigued I went into a coma. Around 1030 at the time. Not really sure. That's when the chain of weird dreams started the trigger. I shall try to recount my inexplicable experience as detailed as possible. I think I can remember 80% of first dream. Not so much of the 2nd of 3rd one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream kind of starts of where I was in a really tall building. With Jia En and Guan Yi and another person which I forgot (Lets call him Jay Chou). These people were present probably because I was with them earlier on. Man, its kind of weird but I remembered vaguely that at the time it was supposed to be the 20th of 30th floor. Though, then when I looked through the glass panels, the view was amazing and I could only see the rooftops of all the buildings. So, it can't be the 20th/30th floor. However, my power of reasoning and logic was decapitated at the time so it doesn't really matter. Before going on, I have to say I do not really have a fear of height. Rather, I have a fear of falling from height. In other words, extreme pain and dying. If I'm safe, I'm FEARLESS WAHAHA. Ok stop. Anyway, I was observing the beautiful view and Jia En was complaining about something. (Lol, I think shes kind of scared.) The 20th/30th floor was really small, like a transparent globe that is around the size of a small room. Suddenly, the whole structure was shaking. The next thing I know, I was cowering in fear in one corner. As the whole structure collapsed, the globe seems to drop into an abyss. Very strangely though, I could see Jia En franctically trying to stuff some kind of cushion in between her legs. Yes, I don't think anyone would do that or even notice anyone else do that if they were in danger of dying when searing through the air. Dayum. So, next thing I know, we hit the ground. Isn't this the kind of dream that was arranged so that someone mysteriously appears in front of you calling your name when you open your eyes or when you open your eyes, finding yourself in some weird position, all sweaty and grabbing your blanket with your heart palpitating and stuff? NO. I didn't wake up. *whimpers* I was probably too tired. So my body is punishing me. "Raymond you have been a bad boy for not sleeping, now you have to suffer. Boohoo. Too bad" I can imagine that's what my body was telling me at that time. Ok ok, back to the interesting part... It was really really strange because I was lying on a cushion with my other 3 friends. (Yes Jay Chou Is MY FRIEND! WAHAHA) And the glass had disappeared. Also, a damage counter of some sort came up : Internal damage: 167 External damage: 167 Wound:*** I cant really remember the numbers but it was a 3 digit 100-odd number. Could be because I was playing 'Requiem' some time back. Yes, anyway, I didn't really feel pain but I felt uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable. Unfortunately, its wasn't enough for me to realise I was still in my cozy nest at home. Haiz. I think the other people wasn't really hurt though. At the time, I thought Jia En was so clever to have put a cushion in between her legs. Oh my Gosh. That is so funny once you think logically. Anyway, I can't really remember what happened right after, but the next scene transits to a place where we were kind of heading towards the hospital. But, we passed by a buffet and suddenly they were all eating. -.- I remembered myself being really angry because I was really uncomfortable and I really wanted to go to the hospital. Then one of them said: " You need to eat to survive". Something like that. Think it could be from a show I was watching. Anyway, still pissed off, I took a spoonful of something and ate it. Oh, and I was limping. Pretty realistic comparably right? Though, I can't recall what occurred right after but the next thing I knew, I was at home. I was really angry because my parent said there was no need to go to the hospital. I was fuming with anger and astonishment and I showed them my teeth. I opened my mouth which was a horrible chore. It felt really uncomfortable. Like really. I think I really opened it when I was sleeping. Because I have a jaw injury and if i open my jaws too wide it will make a cracking sound. Not pretty. Anyway, my parents looked my my crooked mouth and teeth and next thing I remember, I was touring the hospital. However, someone brought me to a room, where there was a really cool computer with a flat screen monitor entrenched into the wall and a keyboard on the "swingy platform" on the hospital bed. I was thinking "COOL, is this my room?". It turns out NOT. It was for someone else. That someone else is someone I was supposed to meet for mahjong when I woke up. Supposedly. But I woke up too late. Its kind of a scary omen don't you think? Well, the person showed me my room which was shared with others and there was no computer at all. I suddenly experienced Déjà vu like as if I have dreamt of this scene before. Yea, I felt it when I was still dreaming. Pretty awesome huh? Well, the nurse handed me a disc and something else. 3 things to be precise but not accurate. Then, some other people approached me and told me maths lesson was at 8am tomorrow. Suddenly, I realised it was night. And I think my dream pretty much ended here. Woah. Extreme details right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up thinking, WTFWTFWTF, that is was a bad premonition of some sort, for like 2 secs, then I drifted back to sleep. -.- I think it was roughly like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd dream I had was a fantasy. So I can't go into detail. LOL. It wasn't hardcore don't worry. I'm not that pervertic. HAHAHA. *giggles sheepishly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd dream. Hah. A fun one. I was on a train with all my friends. Yea. Friends who didn't know each other were sitting with each other. I can't remember much about this dream. I just remember I pang-sehed my class and went to find some other people. LOL. This is so true. Probably retribution. Anyway, I walked along the train and met some other people. I think I saw Zhi Kai and Zhe Peng and someone else sitting together, then opposite was anthony and someone else. Strangely, ZK and ZP don't know each other. I talked to them for a bit and walked on. Then I saw Zhi Wei, Xiang Hui, Qian Ting ( In order from left to right) and some other people I forgot. Zhi Wei was reading a book, and she passed it to me. I sat opposite of her...and read halfway through. Then, I told her I read halfway and said it was really interesting and I passed it back. Couldn't really remember the content of the book. Should be either horror or crime stories. ( I'm watching a detective drama currently) Anyway, I walked back to the ZK and ZP and anthony place and sat down with them. That's when I noticed there was sushi! Woah. I licked my lips in front of them in a conspicuous manner. (That's what I do when I hint to people I want to try their food.) Zhi Kai kindly offered me a sushi. He picked it up and gave it to me to be exact. So kind. Then I remembered Zhe Peng scolded me jokingly or something. Now that I think of it, it should be "leech" or some sort. He called me that before. Yea, anyway I went back to my class and they had sushi too. Anthony also said some stuff which I can't remember. Must be some lame talk. (: . So I sat down and ate. Suddenly, opposite me, was Zhan Peng. Surprise!! He wasn't supposed to be in my class, he's in another school. Oh well, so he asked me:"Eh, you ps us still come here eat sushi, I eat three only leh". I took a bite out of a sushi and replied: " I only eat 3 sushi too". Then, the dream ends...naturally. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...Strangely though, don't you think its kind of too coincidental all the person I remembered clearly have their names start with 'Z'? I think its because I always message zhi wei last time and I press up in my contact list and I keep seeing the 'Z' people. I had a fun time with the dreams. HAH. Betcha Never HAD A DREAM LIKE MINE! TOOOOOOO BAAD. zing!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8376100903747768506?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8376100903747768506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8376100903747768506&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8376100903747768506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8376100903747768506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/03/yume.html' title='Yume..'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-3803899341712085775</id><published>2010-03-08T23:18:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T00:33:16.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost a Forsaken Blog, A Healer Passes By to Correct and Advise</title><content type='html'>After a long long time of not updating, I guess I should try to post something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the main event for the past month would of course be the release of the 'A' level results. Incidentally, I did not have any insomnia at all. But I had jitterbugs in my stomach on the day of the unveiling of the results. Neither did I have any ominous dreams or any presages that could portend the end of my life by virtue of the importance of getting decent grades...My parents pin their expectations onto my face, not literally, stemming from the desire for their children to succeed in something they did not. Though they don't really show their intention explicitly, their actions were transparent and I could read them like my 'ABC's. No kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-(Before 'A' Levels) Father:(nonchalant)"son, you can get at least 3 'A' rite?"&lt;br /&gt;                     Me:(sian) "Hard la."&lt;br /&gt;                     Father:"then how mani 'A's can you get?"&lt;br /&gt;                     Me:(sighing) "At the most 2'A's lor."&lt;br /&gt;                     Father: (grimness) "..."&lt;br /&gt;                     -AWKWARD!!!~~~-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                     Mom: "So which uni do you want to go to after this?"&lt;br /&gt;                     Me: "Dunno" *thinks* -'how come they not considering the     possibility i can't get in uni' *laughs bitterly*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, you get the idea. They think its normal and "expected of me" to get amazing results. This could be due to my brother setting a benchmark or some sort. I am expected to surpass him. Pressure much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after all the bull crap that I spouted earlier, my results weren't that bad. I expected myself to like throw a tantrum on the spot. But when I was going to get my results slip, my friends said:"eh your score not bad leh", I was like "WTF?" (high-pitched whimper). When I saw my results, the heavy weight on my chest that has been smothering me since early morning began to disperse instantly...At that time, I contained my excitement. After that, the class went downstairs to chill and stuff. The concourse was literally a sauna. I was sweating profusely, you could see my hair in chunks. (coming to this point, I remembered another main event) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I recalled that some scholarship talk was about to start in a lecture hall. And you know what that means...AIR-CON! Well, I was also being quite thick-skinned. You see, I knew my results couldn't possibly be a ticket for any scholarship. But, I took my chance...The air-con was irresistible. Now, here's the interesting part, I saw a certain someone in the lecture theater. And that person wasn't really known for getting good grades. Coincidentally, the initials of that person's name corresponds to two subsequent words in one of the previous sentences. LOL. I'm kind of making it too hard to decipher. But oh well, I don't want to rack up my bad Karma, you know. I thought of the possibility that God actually rewarded me with results beyond my expectations because I had gained some good Karma for the past months. And I did. Really. I'm not trying to be a saint nor am I a poseur, but I seriously think Karma is real and should be taken seriously. I mean, its logical to think people who do good deeds actually gets remunerations in the end. Well, a show called "My Name Is Earl" affirmed my beliefs. It's kind of stupid to let a TV show influence your mindset but I just can't help it. I'm just a normal human being who is helplessly being manipulated by the evil mastermind that is the broadcasting network. I'm just sayin'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have strayed too far from the main topic of discussion. Coming back on my sexy track, the other main event would be...I have straight hair now. Yes. Rebonding does wonders. Hair really does make one transform, ya know. Yea anyway, after I got home, I went into the lift...door closes...BAM~ "F*** YEA! BITCH WOOOO" "YESS" "OMGGG". Basically, during the lift ride up to my floor level, I was celebrating. Because I know my mom and dad wouldn't really be super happy about my results but they would be satisfied. So I should celebrate now and act cool later. Its like...I act its normal for me to get that results. (although seriously its not, its kinda a miracle if you ask me). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh just some random shit, but recently I have begun to fall in love with the catch phrase "Oh, SnAP~". (Its from the show I mentioned above. Its really good, you should watch it.) Also, I have made it kinda a habit to put "~" behind some of my sentences. No, its not because of my hair. *Rolls eyes* Its because it makes me sound carefree. Kind of gay but I like it. Makes me out to be a happy-go-lucky person don't ya think? I'm just sayin'. Zing~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-3803899341712085775?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3803899341712085775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=3803899341712085775&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3803899341712085775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3803899341712085775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/03/almost-forsaken-blog-healer-passes-by.html' title='Almost a Forsaken Blog, A Healer Passes By to Correct and Advise'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-1301518127574141236</id><published>2010-02-03T19:15:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T21:00:27.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summary Of My Exciting Week</title><content type='html'>It has been quite long since my last post. If you had noticed, my last couple of post was phrased quite "colloquially". Haha. Just too lazy to think. Lets see...Interesting things that happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Fri-Sun&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work at NTUC fairprice as beer promoter. Screwed up man! The first day was alright I guess. 4 hours only. 2nd day was zomg...The supervisor showed up. My employer ask me go confirm something with the old hag then i went to talk to her (nicely), and she just fucked me away with "Go away, I'm busy doing something else right now!". Its something along that line. Gosh. At that instance, the dragon inside my heart almost ripped out my inner organs and threatened to disfigure the old hag and pummel her into pulp. (What a douchebag) Though, I controlled my inner rage and sought comfort in the fact that the other aunties were much more refined and friendly. I bet she is the person in the picture from my last post. ROFLMAO. 3rd day was quite alright. The supervisor changed and was much nicer. Though, still a little stern looking. Why so serious?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture coming up!...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2lgFKtWSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbxtfV2Ucm0/s1600-h/DSC02669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2lgFKtWSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbxtfV2Ucm0/s320/DSC02669.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433980067289385618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F-ugly....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Monday&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scouted around for places I haven't went before and to buy new year clothes and NS stuff with yc...First was queenstown...then bugis...then...Mustafa...then...Some ulu part of Little India(I mean the place is already ulu enough but there is still one part which has not seen the light of earth...buried...deep in the sand...lol! ok enough). The smell was heavenly...........LMAO! Went to some shopping malls and ate some Indian food and I almost puked. Sorry, no offence but the food tasted really sour. I'm just not used to it. Can't tolerate it. Its called thosai or something. Weird really weird. Yong Chee loved it. o.o Some pictures of my escapade...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2luHpm-WTI/AAAAAAAAACI/GqqINrFvLJ4/s1600-h/DSC02663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2luHpm-WTI/AAAAAAAAACI/GqqINrFvLJ4/s320/DSC02663.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433995503106677042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nice spiral staircase eh?&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2luHPjByeI/AAAAAAAAACA/m9GOz_waP_o/s1600-h/DSC02661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2luHPjByeI/AAAAAAAAACA/m9GOz_waP_o/s320/DSC02661.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433995496110803426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Cute traffic light.  Someone doesn't want to be in the picture!!!&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2lyyvQYfzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_Oy8y7yPPbk/s1600-h/zzz.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2lyyvQYfzI/AAAAAAAAACQ/_Oy8y7yPPbk/s320/zzz.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434000641403420466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;Nice Buildings~ Wish I lived there!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Tuesday&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright...Tuesday was also really cool. Huiyan's birthday. :D:D Owe her present last birthday so was quite stressed...like hoping that she won't pop the question when I &lt;br /&gt;see her. Anyway, we schemed with her brother and camped at her house...In her bedroom, to be precise. Using the darkness to conceal our presence, we planned to surprise her. Haha, I really envy her. I never had a surprise birthday party before. :'( Haha. Joke. Going back on track, Luyao hid in the toilet, holding the birthday cake. The flame from the lighter as well as her incessant pressing of her handphone casted ghastly illuminations and ghoulish shadows which heightened our solicitude. Muffled footsteps resonated throughout the house as the prospect closed in...&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It was Huiyan's mother. It seems that she got a shock of her life when she saw Shawn and Guiping. Haiz. In the end, Huiyan's mother had to ask for her to come up. The plan was a little botched but still considerably successful. Haha. Went downstairs to cut the cake and take pictures after we sang happy birthday for her with a candle in 1 of the 3 muffins. Cake was delicious. Huiyan's dad offered me some strange fruit and I rejected daintily but it seems that he did not catch the ball. Any hows...I fished one out from the packet and took a modest bite from the fruit gingerly. Godly. I tell you. I felt like the sky had crashed and the whole world has been overrun by aliens and I was being possessed by a demon. My face twisted into a shape that has never been witnessed by human eyes before and my mouth felt like I just ate rat poison or something...Heavenly. I had no choice but to continue "savouring" the 'New Year' "delicacy" because it would be rude and wasteful to take one bite out of food and then throw it away........................in front of people. LOL. Practical much? The white "fungus" around the seed was kind of sweet and powdery and kind of drys up your saliva like how pads suck up the bloody excretions females have every month or like how baby pampers absorb the yellow discharge from little toddlers' holes. I KNOW I KNOW, being a little obscene here but I really had to paint it in this way to glorify my amazing feat(eating the "Devil's fruit"...literally") In all, it was fun...I think its really cool that people have parents celebrating their birthday for them...Its so freakin' sad that my family don't practice this tradition. Kind of stupid right? So I think when I reach 21 I'm so going to force them to celebrate it with me. Then, I will make sure this practice will be prolonged. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Wednesday&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seoul garden at Causeway Point. To commemorate the entry of three of the army boys anon. A lot of meat and stuff. Really good. The raspberry was heavenly! The chocolate was shit. Literally. If you know what I mean. I'm being serious here. Oh Oh. The bad thing about Seoul Garden is that after some time of cooking, the BBQ dish becomes layered with grime and "Chao Ta" stuff. Which is ultimately disgusting and repulsive. Though, I could not care less cuz I have to get my money's worth. After that we went to cold storage and Yong Chee and Choon Boon got "Febreze" for their NS term. Basically its a disinfectant for fabric which eliminates odour and stuff. Then...It was time to head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;U&gt;Thurdays....&lt;/U&gt; (Haven thurs yet but I know whats going to happen. I'm psychic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT. START OF JJ'10 ORIENTATION!!!! WHEEEEE!!!!!!!! WATER BOMB AND ORGY!!!!! HAHHAHA KIDDING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, posted some more cool links on the side of the page. Be sure to check them out. Really cool stuff. "Ang Moh"s are really good at making funny stuff. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buh BYE!!!! Good luck to Ghim Siang, Clarence, Yong Chee, Zhan Peng, Choon Boon. HOPE U SURVIVE NS! MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-1301518127574141236?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1301518127574141236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=1301518127574141236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1301518127574141236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1301518127574141236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/02/summary-of-my-exciting-week.html' title='Summary Of My Exciting Week'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2lgFKtWSpI/AAAAAAAAABw/pbxtfV2Ucm0/s72-c/DSC02669.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7086952596630169005</id><published>2010-01-28T03:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T04:00:20.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bitchass dooooouuuche bhagg!</title><content type='html'>Lol. Lately, I posted "Pulau Ubin was fun, up next is Pulau Tekong" on facebook wall. Just randomly you know. Then a lot of ppl like it. Very funny meh? YOU THINK I GO ARMY FUNNY MEH?! HUH!? FIGHT LA!! HAHA KIDDING.. Hm... I think I have a natural flair to make people laugh. LOL kidding. That was boomz! Oh this site is win. www.shitbrix.com LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just A Preview... LOL FREAKIN'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2CamSY4WPI/AAAAAAAAABo/X4XN7Me7y-0/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2CamSY4WPI/AAAAAAAAABo/X4XN7Me7y-0/s320/LOL.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431511133170718962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, GET IT? Guys.. GET IT? (hint hint) Gosh. This is too good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7086952596630169005?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7086952596630169005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=7086952596630169005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7086952596630169005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7086952596630169005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/lol.html' title='Bitchass dooooouuuche bhagg!'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/S2CamSY4WPI/AAAAAAAAABo/X4XN7Me7y-0/s72-c/LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-1649336524536716193</id><published>2010-01-18T03:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T03:29:44.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Forgot a lot of stuff that I want to say. Haiz. Psychology is so interesting. Yet its future looks so bleak. =\ w\e sleep! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-1649336524536716193?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1649336524536716193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=1649336524536716193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1649336524536716193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1649336524536716193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/forgot-lot-of-stuff-that-i-want-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-1214684284702538119</id><published>2010-01-15T02:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T02:36:34.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Day. GuanYi came my house to play 'wii' but I forgot my bro lent the controllers away. So we had to watch 'MioTV' instead. "Liar, Liar" was quite an eccentric show but funny nevertheless. Jim Carrey acts a little too retarded. No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night. Went to "Swensen's" with part of my class and I had 'Mushroom Baked Rice'. Not that good. Though, the void created from the unsatisfactory main course recuperated when Kok Leong and Amanda offered their ice-cream desserts to the class, which includes me of course. =) Kok Leong's dessert was "celebrity brownie" and I can't really remember Amanda's. Well. Amanda's dessert tasted oddly unique. Weird? Not really. Coffee and Banana I would say. Haha. Great "Swenson's" meal though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened. Wouldn't have made a new post if I hadn't made some changes to the interface. Added a cbox. Looks bizarre right? "Up-side down", if you prefer to call it that way. Though, 'sexy' is so much more fitting. :D Added a cute doggy that plays music videos. Its fast too. I love dogs! Clarence. I NEED YOUR DOG. Oh, I also opened up my collection of really interesting links on the sidebar. Haha, how lucky are you? Beech. Right. Nothing more I guess. Appreciate the music! Though, if you really don't like it...you can turn it off, unlike the parody of 'Bad Romance'. Haha! Buh Bye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-1214684284702538119?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1214684284702538119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=1214684284702538119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1214684284702538119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1214684284702538119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/day.html' title=''/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-2001658596260233335</id><published>2010-01-14T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T18:37:26.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Training</title><content type='html'>TODAY, was my job training. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fine I guess...UNTIL a horrifying grotesque image materialised before me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The officer came in carrying a bunch of yellow shirts. THEY LOOKED LIKE......lets see, what word can I use to describe those abominable pieces of clothing. Oh yea. Shit.&lt;br /&gt;Let me reiterate my point...I seriously think there is a need to emphasise the gravity of the situation. The uniform looked like poo. Dung. Caca. Faeces. Manure. Excrement. You know, just any synonyms you can substitute. Yes. It is THAT bad. I believe my eyes have been blemished to the extent of "blindness". As I speak, somehow, a cataract seems to be forming right out of the corner of my....radio. Erm? Senseless much? Nah, I just don't want to hax myself you know. I'm living an important period of my life.&lt;br /&gt;But seriously, coming back to subject of discussion, I have a FEELING that MAYBE watching porn gives your balls...I mean eyeballs...better treatment. Heh heh. I'm not saying anything here. Whether I watch porn or not, its really up to you. If you think I don't watch those DIRTY STUFF!... then I don't. (I'm so good at covering up my tracks) LOL EXPOSED! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL this reminds me. There is this really hilarious comment I saw on 'Youtube' and ever since, it has remained impressed in my mind for eternity. (Well...exaggerated a little. I don't know if it will be for eternity. We might find out in 2012.)&lt;br /&gt;Alright, enough chit-chat. Here goes: "Ohemgee!!!! My eyes just had an orgasm."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. One word. WOW. I cleverly added in the 'Ohemgee', cuz it just sounded too awesome. Kinda makes the sentence looks even more..."embossed". HAHA. Luan yong vocab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back on track, training made me discover how tough my job would be. I mean...I thought promoting beer seemed so easy. Even playing CS 1.6 seems tougher you know. How wrong was I! OH well. Guys. Please come support me. 29-31 Jan 5 Feb &gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL COME the taman jurong supermarket and buy beer from me. ALOT OF GOOD THINGS ONE I TELL YOU. PLEASE PLEASE I'M BEGGING YOU PLS. Damn, how desperate do I sound now...How low can I go (rhymes) ! Oh my sky!!!! Why!!! If anyone reading this finds the song irritating, please notify me via cbox. I dunno why, I find the song really nice. And the drag queen voice sounds really attractive. I DON'T KNOW WHY! OKAY! I SERIOUSLY DON'T KNOW! IT JUST DOES! IT SOUNDS SO SOOTHING! NO! NO! THERE'S NO PROBLEM WITH ME. NO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Signing off~~ Ray-mond-'Cha'...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-2001658596260233335?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2001658596260233335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=2001658596260233335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2001658596260233335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2001658596260233335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/job-training.html' title='Job Training'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-5948504602542346441</id><published>2010-01-12T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T18:48:53.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muri muri</title><content type='html'>Haha. Another great day. Nothing much happened except for some rain and some PSKs. Yea. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Another Random Thought:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So..................Some really good reasons why dining out with girls is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. For the obvious reason. I'm not going to say it! Guess! HAHA beeches.&lt;br /&gt;2. 2nd most importantly, girls tend to not finish their food. Thus, you can eat up their leftovers and act as if you are those people who don't waste their food, but in actual fact you are just hungry and you want more food. ( BUT, I really don't like wasting food. :)) Haha. This sounds really despo and in some cases disgusting because some people have these weird idiosyncrasies of not sharing saliva.(That is if the person is not sick) YEA. I think its weird. Got a problem? Call '999' and ask for a fight. &lt;br /&gt;3. LOL WAIT. Sick is ambiguous. Some people term me 'sick' because I listen to 'non-mainstream' rock or because I love gore or because I crack horny jokes sometimes. Meh. To each his own. I am who I am. Not happy? Then eat some ecstasy. I heard it really cheers one up. Getting back on track...Eating out with girls, especially if males are a major minority (if u noe wad i mean), really makes you seem so much more popular! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;4. They like to take pictures so consequently, more pictures will be taken of you too! And with the advent of Facebook. It really just boosts up your rep. IMO, the more photo tags you have, the higher your rep. LOL. Come on, doesn't it seem right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some really good reasons not to dine out with girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOU FEEL PRESSURED TO PAY FOR THEM. Well, I kinda resist the pressure most of the time, unless...heh heh. Motive much? Laughing out loud. LOL DUDE I'm deviating from the norm. Because I'm special.... Wait. Halt. I know what you are going to say. So I'm going to make you eat your words before they even come out from your lips - EVERYONE'S SPECIAL!!!!!! in their own way or another. &lt;br /&gt;2. I don't really see the need to come up with another one. The first reason totally just bestrides any other insignificant cases you can come up with. Sigh...The pain of men. Though, I would like to be understanding and state that women too have pain to endure. Not the pain of losing money, rather, the pain of stretching....HAHA. THIS IS TOO GOOD. Gosh. If you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I suddenly had this brainwave, or rather a revelation after yesterday's really awesome event! Haha. Just fyi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the aforementioned reasons are meant to be entertaining and not to be taken seriously. Heh. UNLESS, you got influenced by my post and decide to follow my way of thinking. LOL. Damn, I'm good. Well, choose accordingly. The former is pure and weak and will die in 2012. The latter is dark but still weak yet less weak ( because you are my underling), and you will still die in 2012.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-5948504602542346441?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5948504602542346441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=5948504602542346441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5948504602542346441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5948504602542346441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/muri-muri.html' title='Muri muri'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4608491664783712235</id><published>2010-01-11T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T23:11:34.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeemoe</title><content type='html'>I better write this down before I forget again. So...Have you ever actually experienced something whereby you just say or write down an English word and then you kinda wonder it doesn't sound right, or its not spelt correctly and you are wondering whether you remembered it correctly. Well, I know I have. Haha. And it happens to me quite often, and they happen to be those really simple words that are not used often. Weird right? I always have a hunch that it should be right...But it just sounds really weird. I can't think of an example right off the top of my head now but...SOONER OR LATER...you will experience it too. I am sure. Not 100% though. Teehee. This is my insurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Today, or rather tonight, was rather interesting. To think some of my peeps actually celebrated my birthday after 6 days. Really grateful to them lol. Gotta admit, I was really shocked, not at the fact that they were going to celebrate my birthday but how the sequence of events proceeded. Anyway, many thanks, my "sai" family. ( guiping shall be my daughter. ) The food was really great. Too bad I think my wisdom tooth finalli came out and now its hurts like...madass freaking uber ulti freak you know what I mean? Cam-whored a little. :D Was really fun. Food was cheap too. Best of both worlds. And my sai family rewarded me with a rebate on my food purchase. DAMN SUGE! Lol, I used it too literally. Monetary incentives as birthday presents...FOR THE WIN. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thus far, I am in a happy mood. Well, its really amazing cuz I am not really in a good mood most of the time. Mostly, I'm just really detached and aloof. In other words, my favourite word, 'EMO'. Haha, dude, notice how that went? Two "words" in a sentence. AND THEY ARE BOTH.... WORDS? HAHAAHAHA. emo.&lt;br /&gt;Though, I don't really label myself as emo. I prefer to treat it as a genre of music rather than a tag of self-identity. It started out as the former anyway. I just use 'emo' because it sounds really awesome when you say it in a certain way. Kinda like "EEEE...MOEEEE" or "Ye. Mooo......" in a really "breathy" voice. If you know what I mean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To end off, I shall say....I LOVE YOU. ( YES U YES U. WHOEVER IS READING THIS POST )&lt;br /&gt;Haha, I read that complimenting ppl now and then really gives a boost to their self-esteem and its really good and healthy. I think I have too much though LOL. &lt;br /&gt;L8...er...zzzz~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-4608491664783712235?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4608491664783712235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4608491664783712235&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4608491664783712235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4608491664783712235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/yeemoe.html' title='Yeemoe'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4271773901335435632</id><published>2010-01-08T13:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T13:34:55.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job search</title><content type='html'>Just came back from faro recruitment or w\e. Got the job. So yea...7\hr. not so bad. just have to stand in the supermart and electrify the aunties with my eyes. yea. LOL. that is so wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-4271773901335435632?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4271773901335435632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4271773901335435632&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4271773901335435632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4271773901335435632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/job-search.html' title='Job search'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-9043556013806054482</id><published>2010-01-06T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T22:20:16.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>Some really good reasons why the world should end in 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I won't have to pay adult fare for long. The world will end when I'm 21. LOL&lt;br /&gt;2. Hm...I don't need to face the fear of aging.&lt;br /&gt;3. Its almost fun to die together.&lt;br /&gt;4. Its better than dying alone. Its honestly the best way to die. I mean...you leave with not many regrets if you know everyone else is going to die with you.&lt;br /&gt;5. Undisclosed reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehz...................................................................Eeeeeee..mole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-9043556013806054482?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/9043556013806054482/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=9043556013806054482&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/9043556013806054482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/9043556013806054482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8633716907521517587</id><published>2010-01-06T03:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T04:03:27.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My birthday. emo</title><content type='html'>Hm...What can I say? Feeling particularly moody. Was fun but some things that happen really can spoil the mood for the day. But I wouldn't mind forgoing a "happi" birthday if u two would even TRY to make up. If u two are reading this, pls...begging you. at the very least. try. for my sake. Do i mean anything to u? help me fufil my birthday wish...."Make up and take this incident as a unorthodox method to strengthen the bond between us that is friendship. Take a few days to chill out and stuff. After that I hope things take a better turn. Adding on to the moodiness was the dreadful thought of getting my a level results. not realli looking forward to it. u noe why! so dont ask. haix. furthermore, gettin to know u got pes c for ns realli sucks to the core. In the past, i hoped for pes c, just to act cool and stuff.. u noe slack and stuff. but i realise thats not wad i truly want. haix. i wan to kill enemies like in cs. u noe wad i mean? i need action. though, driving a tank can be real fun too. i can run over puny people and squash them into pulp. so fun. just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haix. 2010 is gonna be a sad year. Seriously. just fuck my life. im not even going to use FML cuz it doesnt sound strong enough. i think i am one of the veri suay ppl to these kind of things happening to me. just kidding. people are starving in africa and im the one complaining? bless them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8633716907521517587?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8633716907521517587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8633716907521517587&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8633716907521517587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8633716907521517587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-birthday-emo.html' title='My birthday. emo'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8797888173768834612</id><published>2010-01-04T20:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T21:03:08.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few more hours and I'll be 19...Mixed feelings. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh...My birthday wish? 2 As 2 Bs at the very least for 'A' levels...Haiz. I just sighed as I typed that. 2. Hair Must Be LONGER! 3. I hope to up my PES... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo bdae. I might just stay home tmr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, my family don't celebrate each other's birthdays...Isn't that a very sad thing?&lt;br /&gt;I'm used to it. I'll just keep telling myself...get over it. deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this has got to be one of the most epic habits that any normal family has..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8797888173768834612?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8797888173768834612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8797888173768834612&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8797888173768834612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8797888173768834612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/few-more-hours-and-ill-be-19.html' title=''/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-6798968530534670904</id><published>2010-01-01T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:57:38.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of new year</title><content type='html'>Today is a very normal and typical friday. Slack as usual. At clairebear's house. Hm... I got better at winning 11. Hehe. Mahjong was a disaster. As usual. I two times in a row all got the combo liao. But no "tai". So suay. I guess if I ever gamble, I will choose "DaiDee". I'm better at that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarence's dog is a fascinating creature by far. Sometimes it lets people hold her (its a bitch), sometimes not. Rather, I think she chooses who has to authority to hold her. Poor Ber. Sadly, the minute Ber even TRIES to hold her, doggie unleashes her deadly fury on Ber and now his hand is full of minor abrasions and cuts. Hope doggie doesn't have rabies or anything. I tried to hold doggie once. Fail. Tried to bite me. Not really painful cuz I reacted fast enough. Since then, I haven't had the courage to repeat my seemingly commonplace antic. Mifen and Kai-er actually accomplished this apparently simple feat. Freak. Still, they daren't do it again.  Someone responded with smug : " I think YOU ALL VERY LOSER LEH. QINGPING ACTUALLY PICKED doggie UP TO PLAY LIKE NOTHING". Hurtful words. HAHA kidding. In my head though, I daresay doggie is a lesbian. Just our luck. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh heh... I have successfully converted many people into diablo 2 freaks. Yay! In your face, warcraft. BACK TO PLAYIN'!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010 came with not much hype and surprise as expected. I pass my days as though I'm waiting to die. I think. Maybe not. Stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pes C. Wow. Just...Wow. Wait. Me?!? Pes C. Those two words should never even be in a sentence together. Unless its the sentence, Raymond can never be a Pes C boy. Or anything parallel to it. Haiz. EMO...diao. No offense to anyone who is in the same boat. Buh bye. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-6798968530534670904?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6798968530534670904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=6798968530534670904&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6798968530534670904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6798968530534670904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2010/01/1st-day-of-new-year.html' title='1st day of new year'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-55136057890835798</id><published>2009-12-31T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T00:01:52.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Feelings. HAPPY '09</title><content type='html'>Happy New Year!!! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emo. Just found out I pes C9L2. wtf. I perfectly fine wad. I 28 points for NAPFA leh. Emo diao lor. New Year get this kind of present.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-55136057890835798?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/55136057890835798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=55136057890835798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/55136057890835798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/55136057890835798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/mixed-feelings-happy-09.html' title='Mixed Feelings. HAPPY &apos;09'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-5688074751863806995</id><published>2009-12-31T15:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T23:38:40.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Internet Hobbo</title><content type='html'>Seeing that this would be one of the longest "post-exam" periods I will experience in my life...I now turn to "bloggin'" to while away the time. Job-hunt has more or less halted because I have already accepted the fact that I do not have the least intention of finding a job, even though the phrase "我找不到工作" has been hanging by the side of my mouth for quite some time now. That being said, I still wouldn't find a temporary job to keep my finances going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More interestingly, I was supposed to meet my class at Jurong East at 11am but I overslept as usual. (a normal consequence of bizarre late night sleeping habits) My mum woke me up at 11 plus and asked for companionship to buy some biscuits from a factory. Seeing that I had not much money left to attend the class outing anyway, I decided to do a good deed and stand my class up for my mum. Haha. 6 boxes X 24pkts of Hello Panda!...Total cost: Approx. $55. That breaks it down to 40 cents per box. Which is????.... Awesomely cheap?!?! Yea. Time to gorge myself with chocolate-infused biscuits with cute panda prints on them. Yum. *Mouth waters and drips all over the keyboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if my class is having fun cycling at east coast park...I realise many of my friends have really bad spending habits, which are really draining my "allowance"(inverted commas cuz I don't really have one. sad eh?). Me and my mum have a solemn relationship but we still joke around and stuff, but not quite often though. I really hate asking for money and to get around this, I should be looking for a job. But...you know, life isn't all about working. I make it up to my mum by doing some chores like washing dishes and vacuuming the floor or helping her to troubleshoot stuff with no complaints at all. (But I guess its what every filial kid should help his/her mum with, if you don't, shame on you. No offense but its really just my POV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, me and my bro's relationship wasn't all that good for the past 18 years. We fought and laughed and cried and many other stuff. Our relationship was akin to an electrograph. And this graph has been stifled gradually as we grew older. However, I found a way to actually bond with my brother...Ironically, it was online gaming that brought us back closer together. There are things that I really want to say to him sometimes but I just can't get it out of my mouth. I find saying "sorry" or "thanks" to my friends a lot simpler than doing the same to my family. I don't know why, but sometimes I feel that they already know and I kind of got used to not minding my manners when facing my family. I mean, it would be kind of weird to change now right? Still, I hope I will one day have the courage to actually do so, soon. I do not want to live in regret after... Yea... Man can't live forever, we should just make full use of the few decades in our life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, today, besides the plan to go to the class outing, I wanted to go to clairebear's house with mifen to chill out, primarily because it doesn't drain my money, and I wanted to smack his ass for draining my money...IN DIABLO 2. HaHa. Yet, Man proposes and God disposes. Another group of unfamiliarities will be making their way to this house on this fateful day. So much for chillin' and the long-awaited ass slapping.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefer to think of this blog as my personal memoir of my daily thoughts and feelings because I don't really want to lose them. This is also one of the reason I don't think I will put a tagbox. It makes it look so much less professional. You know? (I may be wrong and go back on my word though) Sometimes I think a lot about things and I don't write them down (No, I don't have a dairy). Time pasts, and I forget about them. Feels really melancholic if you ask me. Since I have not been writing stuff down for many years now, I shall just spam all I can in a single post with everything I can still remember...Wringing my brain dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not know if any of you guys have weird dreams. But sometimes when I sleep in a certain manner, very interesting and weird dreams just spawn in my nightly slumber land. Heh, my all-time favourite idol would be Jay Chou, and I think most of you would have already known that by now. (that would be so easy since onli a handful of people reads this anyway) One of this weird dreams include me boarding a bus and saying "Yo 周杰伦" to jay chou himself. Yes. He is the bus driver. Roflmao. Another one includes me climbing a ladder of some sort into the sky. The next moment I know, I was falling into an abyss. I think this was because I was mildly afraid of heights when I was younger and I was forced to ride some free-fall amusement ride like "space-shot". Haiz. Most of my dreams were fantasies by the way, THIS TOTALLY DOESN'T MEAN I'M HORNY OKAY? It just means I'm deprived. I'm a guy. It's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Music&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since young, like in primary school, I idolised Jay Chou and listened to most of his songs. He is a really talented person who pretty much owns many of the pretty boys in the chinese music industry. Biased much? Haha. Though, recently I became obsessed with rock and screamo stuff...I mean, its really ironic because I used to hate it when I hear singers do those loud screams and stuff. Now? I like it. A. Lot. Living proof that tastes and preferences really do change with time. Could be the environment. Could be my own personal self. Who knows? There are some mysteries that were never meant to be solved in life. But I think I always had an inner desire to listen to rock. I mean it all started with mainstream music with a fast beat (Rihanna's disturbia), then it progressed to mainstream rock (Face down and In Fate's Hands by RJA, "Give it all" and "Injection" and "Savior" by Rise Against, or maybe MCR), and finally...Pure Rock and Screamo. (Escape the Fate, Rise Against, Silverstein, Bullet for my Valentine, Atreyu, etc...)&lt;- Yes I just ranked them lol. If you ever feel that you want to explore other genres of music, you can try listening to the ones I listed. Yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have many acquaintances but not as many friends. I like to carefully select my friends because I believe in this self-modified phrase - "You are what you 'be with'(eat)"&lt;- I forgot the actual saying that describes this thingy...I mean, come on, I'm human, I forget stuff. Its normal. So is your mum. (I can't get raywilliamjohnson out of my head. HE IS JUST SO FREAKIN' amazing and godly.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of the bullshit, I don't mind making lots of acquaintances,(cuz many benefits can be reaped from doing this, I'm just being practical, in a practical world) but I will only open up to those people that I feel I can really connect with. *Solemn expression and teary eyes* However, if I feel that a person has changed till the extent that she\he is keeping important stuff from me and doing stuff behind my back or with hidden agenda with a malicious intent, I would flick them away like my little nose goblins. I am not a saint and I admit my patience runs out pretty quickly. (Of course, I do believe in "Forgive and Forget", but it really just depends on the situation, timing and mood. Sometimes, things cannot be undone and they do irremediable damage to the fragile fabric that we call friendship. As I always say, friendship needs constant care and maintenance) People need to accept flaws in friends and also look deeper into the latter and appreciate their merits and virtues. If you don't like something about them, tell them. If they don't change it and its not serious, then accept it. (I don't normally dare to do this, but I really hope to do it. I am quite a shy person. I just act not shy. Fo'Reel!)&lt;br /&gt;Also, sometimes when you grow distant with another person, trying to revisit that friendship isn't always a bad idea. But, I just have one more thing to say for this section...CHOOSE YOUR FRIENDS WISELY! Haha. But don't set your standards too high. Sometimes you think you are good enough for someone but in actual fact, you don't see your own flaws. You don't have to change much to suit the preferences of your friends, rather, you should find people who accept you for who you are. All in all, self-reflection one of the best way to explore your own personal integrity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still many things I wanted to write down but I forgot some of them along the course of typing. If I remember, I will definitely put them down in ink. (Not literally, lol) Its not for your amusement, rather, its for my own personal safekeeping. Yet, it comforts me that someone is actually reading until this very last line, because I know this person would have learned a lot more about me after this particular uber long post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, there are some secrets that I will carry with me till the day I enter the cold muddy grave embedded in Singapore's (insert adj here) ground. Its for me to know and for you to NEVER find out. Hehe. Buh Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eve of 2010. A very auspicious day. Countin' down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: Guips and Qian Ting arrived unexpectedly at my house as I was finishing up this post lol. Wii'ed a bit. Now it is nighttime, and I just got the letter for my enlistment. 12th April. Wow. Late much? Anyone got the same date as me? HOPE FOR DA BEST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-5688074751863806995?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5688074751863806995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=5688074751863806995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5688074751863806995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5688074751863806995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/internet-hobbo.html' title='An Internet Hobbo'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-5605147951784009523</id><published>2009-12-31T03:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T03:51:58.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Start : 3.29 AM zomg hour</title><content type='html'>Hm...Just Realli Bored NOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although no one really reads my blog, I just like to imagine someone actually does, ya know wad I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading clarence's blog actually made me realise how aloof i have been towards things in a while...So I'm going to have to do a self-reflection and commit myself to some of the "chores" I had deemed untouchable in the past. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...So, anyone of you actually had friends that used to be really really close to you in the past, like in the primary school days or even in the secondary education phase? (In our generation) Well... I know I have. Friendships need constant maintenance and effort, so I'm gonna say its not an easy task to fufil. Minor abrasions and loose nails are bound to appear along the course of life. To add on, the wretched and uncompromising schooling system in Singapore just makes trying to stay together as a group all the more harder. As we grow older, so do some friendships. So old. That they dull. And Die. Yes. DIE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revisiting some friendships that have grown old really opened my eyes to a lot of things. For example, ( Read the things on top, I really hate to repeat and try to act ang moh again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, so if you do have any friendships that you don't wanna lose, you should really just try to share the love man. I mean come on, a badminton game or two ain't gonna take up much of your time. To sum up, I will end with my own saying - "朋友是拿来利用的" I think I typed that correctly. Its a vice versa thing u know what I mean. Its like, you use your friends for a good purpose and your friends do the same to you. Maybe. Percentage chance of betrayal? More than 0%. OH wells, come on, I know what you're thinkin'... "raymond is a douchenozzle who doesnt treasure friendships cuz he said he will use me if i'm his fren" Well, u noe what, u are wrong. So wrong you cant be wronger than your mom. raywilliamjohnson is DA BOMB. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leave an interesting or creative response in the comments section BEAAALLOOWWW....(although no one would actualli do that cuz no one reads my post)&lt;br /&gt;(Gosh I got this from a youtube celebrity called raywilliamjohnson and hes realli realli realli realli realli funny and entertaining. go check him out. I promise u will love him. mus thank clar for introing sia. although I realli hate annoying orange. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year Aspirations? Be smarter, get more friends, get better wif existing friends ( not to the extent of f***ing u noe, da would be weird ), earn more money (this would be so easy, why u ask? my current income: 0$\pounds\yen\w/e.)... ANDDDD now comes the more materialistic part.. -&gt; BE more cool and handsome and get super straight hair although I noe that is impossible cuz I have to serve "the draft". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn. Although there might be hope...I havent got the letter for my conscription yet so... WOOT?!?! NO NEED SERVE ARMY !!!! YAY!!! naive much?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-5605147951784009523?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/5605147951784009523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=5605147951784009523&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5605147951784009523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/5605147951784009523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/start-329-am-zomg-hour.html' title='Start : 3.29 AM zomg hour'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7313410587522407403</id><published>2009-12-29T23:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T23:45:26.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Party at Hume Park</title><content type='html'>Hm... An expensive day to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nevertheless, it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learnt a couple of new games like "dog n bone" or w\e, and in between or w\e.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call me sg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep. Blood flowed and shoes being thrown around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very brutal. My class is sick. And I like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7313410587522407403?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7313410587522407403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=7313410587522407403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7313410587522407403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7313410587522407403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas-party-at-hume-park.html' title='Christmas Party at Hume Park'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-3322289793838937910</id><published>2009-12-29T01:19:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T01:40:32.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Betrayal and Guilt</title><content type='html'>Full of the former and none of the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Major screw-up discovered...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start, I just feel so indignant for my fren man...Gosh. I can't believe it. If I had such frenz I would probably grab them and BDSM them or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Some people just don't know what are the right things to do at the right time and they don't realise what is important in their friggin' lives. I just don't even see how anything can be more important than that. A whole gang of people just PSed for I dunno what after another event has been planned quite thoroughly already. I don't hackin' see how anything can cause a whole group of people to do this sort of thing. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Money&lt;/span&gt; wasted. &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Friendship&lt;/span&gt; dulled. This has to be one of the most retarded things I have heard off in my life. Seriously. A class. WOW. E-p-i-c FAIL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Still, this doesn't really constitute the end of these friendships. Come to think of it, he actually took it quite well. The poor thing who seems to be the only victim. However, if an apology can salvage something as EPIC as this, the world would have already attained peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan. Botched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My heart goes out to you. Like seriously. If I were you, profanities would have fired off from my mouth like a loused up machine gun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck. Much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-3322289793838937910?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3322289793838937910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=3322289793838937910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3322289793838937910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3322289793838937910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/betrayal-and-guilt.html' title='Betrayal and Guilt'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8886879731192259019</id><published>2009-12-27T22:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T22:55:52.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hm. I feel like a dumbass updating a blog. XD</title><content type='html'>Why? You may ask. LoLLer child. (credits attributed to kheng li) Anyway, cus i used to say ppl who blog are wasting their time. WAIT. I know what you are thinking...You are prolly thinkin' im going back on my own word or something along that line. NO. I won't allow you to think that. BECAUSE...I like to waste time. I have too much time to waste after exams. Especially after this major exam. Cui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I think no one views my blog anyway, I shall just say shit and no one would even care. Smart eh? Yes I would like to think so. But WAIT, lets wait till next year...till the BIG DAY. Yep, you know what im referring to. Keep it hanging by the side of ur mouth, don't let it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like gettin' a job but its just too hard. I do not habour the least intention to find a job even though im always sayin' i want a job. (Please refer to the previous sentence for clear hard evidence)I can only say I am a slacker and I like it that way. Period. 3 periods in a row. wow. wad interesting grammar. IF u know what I mean. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with claire-bear and mifen to orchard and came back empty-handed. Had 10 dollars and 20 cents stolen by a street artiste. Hm. It was truly fruitful if I can actually be more ironic about it. Meh. Only one abbreviation is adequate to describe this particular day - FML. Hehe, although claire-bear was kind enough to write off my "you-owe-me-a-meal-cuz-u-were-late-for-2-hours" debt......TEMPORARILY. Hm. Stupid rich guy still wan to leech off me. :( don't force me! I may just jump off the building, hoping nathan comes swooping in to cushion my landing. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must be watching too much TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace dawgz. ( COME ON, no ones looking at this post anyway. You can all be my dogs behind your own backs. AGAIN, if you get my point. Maybe you wouldn't cuz you won't get to read this post... Hm... an double paradox. Truly fruitful. )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8886879731192259019?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8886879731192259019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8886879731192259019&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8886879731192259019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8886879731192259019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/hm-i-feel-like-dumbass-updating-blog-xd.html' title='Hm. I feel like a dumbass updating a blog. XD'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-6851274225317619505</id><published>2009-12-25T22:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:44:22.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas '09</title><content type='html'>lets see. just wanna post on x'mas 09 itself. 365 days later from my last post. awesomeness?!? no life much? I THINK NOT. hahax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x'mas was fun, cuz its DANGEROUSLY STRAIGHT! AHAHAHAHAH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-6851274225317619505?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6851274225317619505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=6851274225317619505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6851274225317619505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6851274225317619505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2009/12/lets-see.html' title='Christmas &apos;09'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-613024875032055600</id><published>2008-12-25T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T23:09:17.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long live my blog</title><content type='html'>happy/merry/jolly christmas/x'mas.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just felt like i should post something on b4 christmas ends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;^.^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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blog'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7367246511464852552</id><published>2008-09-27T01:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T01:50:54.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay</title><content type='html'>promo finali over wooo. watched hua pi today. so funni. tt vixen so funni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7367246511464852552?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2611692232219767820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2611692232219767820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/life-sux.html' title=''/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7270371031631400976</id><published>2008-08-20T21:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T21:11:28.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was a garung Guni man today</title><content type='html'>Oh my goodness! Its like 20 08 2008 today. SUCH AN AMAZING DATE. HAHA! I've got to post. Anyways. Nothing much happened except for more name-callings. startin to get used to them but doesnt mean i like it. hahas. I HATE PW argh. I felt like a garung guni man....................... bringing boxes here and there. haha. so lame. alrighty. GOod luck to myself for promo! hope i dun retain! and hope that i DUN drop 1 h2. More well wishes! PLEASE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7270371031631400976?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7270371031631400976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=7270371031631400976&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7270371031631400976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7270371031631400976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-garung-guni-man-today.html' title='I was a garung Guni man today'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7788251889816768022</id><published>2008-08-18T19:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T19:48:46.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was molested today.....</title><content type='html'>results like shit. dun need take 4h2 liao. byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7788251889816768022?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7788251889816768022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=7788251889816768022&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7788251889816768022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7788251889816768022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-was-molested-today.html' title='i was molested today.....'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8608645305978998866</id><published>2008-08-08T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T19:06:17.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kheng Li</title><content type='html'>Omg, KL.... Congratulations. I feel very happy for you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yao Zheng Xi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8608645305978998866?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8608645305978998866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8608645305978998866&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8608645305978998866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8608645305978998866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/kheng-li.html' title='Kheng Li'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-1077947837535736886</id><published>2008-08-07T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T22:25:04.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mummy</title><content type='html'>Hmm... Today was quite eventful.&lt;br /&gt;Despite the random snide remarks, I had a great time nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;First up! Was school. Like DuH!?! 6am......to 2pm... nothing realli interesting happened. Except I earned a punch from zhi wei as I blew an ice cube at him. :\&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to go to an event today, but forgot to wear uniform. Exchanged with Hong Jin during the 2nd period. He even lent me the tie. Haha. Great guy. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 2.15pm, we left PW halfway to gather at the concourse to board a bus to Swiss Hotel for an ASEAN convention thingy... Hosted by George Yeo. Not Mr.Yeo, our maths teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel was grand. Luxurious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we went there, the teacher brought us to 4th floor, where the talk was going to be held. On the way, we saw a mao ze dong figurine or something. Haha, Mr Koh.&lt;br /&gt;Well, so after we reach there..........The teacher left us there and said he had to go back to school to teach. It was a one-way trip.&lt;br /&gt;The interesting part is, after he left, we went outside the hall and saw him stuffing himself silly with the georgeous spread that was catered to us. Haha, that jerk. ( No offence) So, we joined him and took some expensive food, feeling very out of place. Why so? This is mainly due to the fact that the hall was a sea of suits and dresses, even primary schools were wearing blazers. Haha. We were like wearing....our school uniform? With tie. ( As im typing this, two ppl signed in at the same time with the "F" word. :D..ok lame)&lt;br /&gt;Continuing from where i left off, it wouldn't really be that Xia Suay if.................Our school uniform weren't that OH MY GOSH...brown and cruddy. I mean, it totally looks like we are a bunch of china workers trying to cheat a meal. Even worse for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, seeing that a larger group of brown children would not make things better, me and Luyao seperated from the rest of the group and went to kope stuff to eat. It was delicious. Especially the prawn. However, luyao gave me some india fruit of something. It was really sweet. She said it was supposed to be sweeter. I almost died and puked when i ate it. Ate satay too. Oh yea, I dropped the tongs. Oh my Goodness, I felt like a total retard. It was like everyone was socialising and happily talking away and suddenly....Bangblingbiang. Hundreds of heads instantaneously turned to face the idiot fooling around at the food table. :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, to be honest. I felt this convention was like so stupid. We went late as the bus came late. So, when we arrived the talk was already over. So, it was like we went there to eat. Diaoz. We looked like a bunch of losers trying to eat "Ba wang can". It was like During the talk, no brown children. After the talk, suddenly a bunch of brown losers appeared and started messing around with the food. Haiz. Amos, I didnt realise this until u told me. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Im so dumb.&lt;br /&gt;(Eating Egg now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. We decided to go off a little early as it was like so boring. They said I benefited the most as I ate the most. ;) . After this, we went to eat Macs' and watch movie........THE MUMMY!&lt;br /&gt;woo. Quite nice. But lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha......It was 830 pm when the show ended. We decided to go home. Zhi wei kindly offered to give me, Sam and Cynthia a lift home. Haha. Cool. The others had to seek their own path as... they live quite far away from Jurong. Hahaha. Thanks again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel like I am writing a GP essay when I blog.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe Cuz' I want it to be neat.... And SEXY! Wheee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-1077947837535736886?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/1077947837535736886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=1077947837535736886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1077947837535736886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/1077947837535736886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/mummy.html' title='Mummy'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-521564716594669275</id><published>2008-08-03T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T17:04:48.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>diam la, bgls living next door.</title><content type='html'>sian.... dunno whether can stay in 4h2. now results like fck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-521564716594669275?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/521564716594669275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=521564716594669275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/521564716594669275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/521564716594669275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/08/diam-la-bgls-living-next-door.html' title='diam la, bgls living next door.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-6838729395652505017</id><published>2008-07-27T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:46:13.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz. Finalli all the tests are over. Well... more to come, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasted another day. Its like I idle day after day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel Like doing something constructive....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is to no avail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gettin shorter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to like reconstruct my blog, sadly i cant grasp the right time and feel to do it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like a thousand years since i last saw ......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to BP and saw ..... recently.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt like a bgl child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hockey gettin borin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sch gettin dumb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gettin mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...........................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-6838729395652505017?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6838729395652505017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=6838729395652505017&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6838729395652505017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6838729395652505017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-7547453753541188753</id><published>2008-07-22T20:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T20:37:22.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bakkayarous</title><content type='html'>Due to friggin' common tests, I no feel blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I feel that this thing should be kicked off my chest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, I realise that our society has been infected with a lot of "ren zha"s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to start of with......I have met up with a lot of shrewd girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday had one such incident&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another ren zha day&lt;br /&gt;Today was no exception&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Relating back to saturday.... I was meeting up with my hockey dudes to buy a new hockey stick.....Yep and after that we will go Trilympics. So...getting to the point, we were at toa pa yoh there. then we were sitting at a corner of the mrt waiting for ppl. THEN, since i was bored. i took out my newly-bought hockey stick.............and decided to hold it in my hand. Suddenly, a girl walk past... sayin... : "wah, hockey yao da ren le!". SUPER ZHUAI!&lt;br /&gt;Veri ah lianish.&lt;br /&gt;After that went to the stadium and ran 20 rounds walk 10+rounds and picked up a few rubber bands that ppl dropped. Cus needed 50 rubber bands. 1 ROUND= 1 rubber band.&lt;br /&gt;Ya i noe im jian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd..... I was walking backwards and looking for my fren.....cuz i wanted to tell him something impt. Then came a veri loud shriek...."HELLO!". I spun and saw a girl. An ugly one. Yep. Ugly heart to be precise. I presumed she shouted that cuz i almost bumped into her. NOTE the use of ALMOST. This means that I didnt even interact physicalli with her at all. She had full view of me and could have walked aside. BUT NO. she had to "HELLO" me. And her accent was so fcked up like some kind of bgl shiet. Who does she think she is? OH YEA. I even said " pai seh" to her.&lt;br /&gt;AND, wad made me more pissed off was the fact that my frenz walking behind saw her scold "what the fuck" and what was funni about the whole incident was that my fren told me she was opening her mouth super wide. AND NOT closing it. What the noob!!!! I think she wants someone to oral **** her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today....well.. i shan't elaborate. Jus feel many ppl have a easily irritable personalities.&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If ur wondering why i post so short this time. and so abstract without elaboration....&lt;br /&gt;cus i m supposed to be doin EOM, GPP, WR, ECONS, MATH TEST TMR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea. and its alreadi late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I have to go and.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mug.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-7547453753541188753?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/7547453753541188753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=7547453753541188753&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7547453753541188753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/7547453753541188753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/bakkayarous.html' title='Bakkayarous'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8946579907796192301</id><published>2008-07-07T20:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T20:26:09.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yawn.</title><content type='html'>Today quite boring. Slacked at frenz house for whole day. ate mac. supposed to do eom and other stuff.. ended up onli reading and photocopying the notes.......... and doin finish chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of chinese. fack u again chinese bitch. i dun like doin chinese homework. particularly if its from someone. i HOPE u guys noe who im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well. aniwea drank banana ice blend and came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW have to chiong eom sial. Found out article same as my fren. luckily.................................................................................................... he let me do. lol thx again. ky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8946579907796192301?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8946579907796192301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8946579907796192301&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8946579907796192301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8946579907796192301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/yawn.html' title='Yawn.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-2618000614817149233</id><published>2008-07-06T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:25:38.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wish I had nitroglycerin right now.</title><content type='html'>F U C K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: I m feeling much better now. Thanks to some ppl's consolation. So now im goin to talk about what made me so pissed off. Shan't be too explicit. A certain someone pissed me off by asking me whether I wan to swim. Then I replied : "Cannot, I goin out tmr".&lt;br /&gt;AND IMMEDIATELY CAME THE REPLY  : "FUK u" oh WOW. Followed by " idiot", "dun friend u" and loads of other crap. I said : " sry la " and "realli SOOORRRYYY". and came the reply : " SHUT UP." "I dun wan to talk to you" "Im goin to block u". OK fine. so i smsed tt person : "stop being an asshole can?" and he smsed back : " eh i ask u to shutup". OH OK. SO TTS HOW U WAN IT? SO I CONDEMNED TT MOFO STRAIGHT TO MY BLOCK LIST. and after venting my fustrations on my frenz. (so sry :'() , i decided to unblock him and say : " i have chilled down. can u tell me wad happened?" oh wow. guess wad he replied.... -&gt; " i was jus plyin wif u" " haha" "lolx". WWWWWWWHAT THE FUCK WAS TT? HOW OLD IS HE? SO I REPLIED : " IF U THINK TTS FUNNI THEN FUK U". and i sent him straight back to the wall of remorse. (block) Oh yes. I felt much better after that. It was strange though. You guys might say I was being too over-reactive. But, u don't realli noe the content of the messages. I cant realli remember them. BUT if u were the one in my shoes, u would feel extremely pissed off at the childish remarks. i mean...."dun friend u?" WTF IS TT? some kind of screwed up singlish whacked around to form an expression of annoyance? IT IS TOTALLI LUDICROUS AND .. forget it. makes me angry jus thinking about it. Jus glad tt i didnt do anithing wrong tt triggered his sudden outrage. ANYWAYS, i hope u guys can understand my situation cus b4 this i was doin a freaking survey and my connection was so suckish and idiotic and faggotish and friggin slow that when i almost completed the survey, survey monkey told me that it onli allows 10 questions for basic accounts. and i had 12 questions. I spent a freakin idiotic assholish 1 and a half hour on it? AND WAD DID I GET? A CRAZY MONKEY. YES! U GOT IT. A CRAZY MONKEY. THE LOGO DOESNT EVEN HAVE A PENIS ON IT! COME ON. HOW IS TT POSSIBLE? A PENIS-LESS MONKEY? I MEAN COME ON~! ok, so its like after i finished the 10th question, blah blah blah. connection started to cock up....coincidently. TRIED to use surveygizmo and i did one question but the connection kept timing out thanks to my suckish com. SO I GAVE UP and pleaded my group member to help me. Thanks to him. He finalli got it done. Thank God. THANKS KEAN YONG. I OWE U. when he was doing it, i was apparently too stressed up with the pent up anger from whacking the keyboard on my head that i went out for a stroll. COINCIDENTLY I WAS SMSING THE PERSON WHOM I GOT ANGRY AT AFTER I GOT HOME - THE ONE I WAS MENTIONING B4! YEA. WAD A COINCIDENCE. COINCIDENTLY, its like a premonition. tt particular guy stopped smsing me halfway, as if ready to start a cold war wif me. WOW. I'M TOALLLLI LOVING IT. sry for using so mani caps. I m listening to fantazindy now. super high. HAHA. im not laughin actualli. Its actualli sarcasm. talking about premonitions. kean yong told me he had a premonition tt he was doin the survey or wadeva. creepy. i dun wan to be involved.&lt;br /&gt;Im not supernatural. I am 100% natural and soft. excludin the bones of course. =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKKKK. Sooooooooooooo, nothing much then........ nth realli&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I jus felt like sayingggggggg : " PW is a piece of SHIT!" I mean not literalli, but... yea its a figure of speech. Why dun u google it dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YEA. talking about pieces of shit.&lt;br /&gt;TT particular person used it on me when i was apparently arguin wif tt person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAD A COINCIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mus be supernatural afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, I can predict that you are reading this sentence right now. Dumbass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pwned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signin' off - RaYmond&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-2618000614817149233?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2618000614817149233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=2618000614817149233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2618000614817149233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2618000614817149233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-wish-i-had-nitroglycerin-right-now.html' title='I wish I had nitroglycerin right now.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-6153881678417557092</id><published>2008-07-04T21:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T22:07:50.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day  +  Good Day</title><content type='html'>I have a lot to complain today.&lt;br /&gt;Very pissed off at a particular person.&lt;br /&gt;Yes you guessed it.&lt;br /&gt;Its a girl.&lt;br /&gt;An OLD girl.&lt;br /&gt;Like a trillion year old wrinkled old hag who only know how to act sarcastic.&lt;br /&gt;Screw her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,204)"&gt;And the story goes like this....&lt;/span&gt; (P.S. I'm rarely this organised, but im doin' this for ur viewing pleasure)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to school feeling exceptionally sexy and cool today.&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to wear my pin and my friend gladly lent it to me. Thanks Terry.&lt;br /&gt;So....went the typically boring lectures... Yawn. ( Does this feel like a good narration? )&lt;br /&gt;Yawn. And as Usual.... Terry and An Liang continued to suan me. No, I ain't going to tell u what they suan me about. That would be ridiculous! HaH. So..........Giving them a "sian diao" look, it was to no avail. HA! what the hell am I talking.&lt;br /&gt;N E WAYS... Comes the practical lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Thinkin' it would be a cool lesson....I was looking forward to it. When i entered the lab, this was apparently not so. Ms Soh told me off because I forgot to staple PCo1 onto the foolscap. I don't blame her. But, she seems really emotional nowadays. ( Not "emo" ) . I still respect and like her. Shes a great teacher. OK. Moving on to the 2nd worst part...............................................................&lt;br /&gt;During the practical work session, I began to start my heat temperature thingy.&lt;br /&gt;I was forced by my partner, Terry, to take chemical for him. (BTW, im using terry cuz I have another fren who has the same name as his chinese name.) So, the bully continued to rant about his clever remarks about me.... Yawn. AS USUAL. bleah. So...............................................................&lt;br /&gt;I BROKE A BEAKER. SHIT SHIT SHIT! I knocked it over when i was tryin to wash something. BUT, as much as it would seem like it was my fault. It wasn't. Entirely, that it. Terry is big big and he stood there like a talking blockade. HE, caused me to break the beaker, by distracting me with his lame taunts.&lt;br /&gt;Well, so since "I" broke it, I had to sign something and replace it by next week. Hmph. Terry is going to pay some of it I DON'T CARE. I will force him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT: (i actualli del. tis part away. BUT, he pissed me off again. SO, ill put it back up.) Terry was wearingg tight-fit that day. LOOK WHOS TALKING? PLEASE OMG. HIS TITS WERE SHOWING! EW. EWEWEW. As if it were some eyecandy? PLEASE. FANG GUO WO BA! : EDIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. I had enough of this. I must carry on to shoot off about the WORST part of my day.&lt;br /&gt;So, came chinese.....One thing leads to another. BAD things that is. As usual...my chinese teacher, NYL, or whatever (can't really remember her name, too....)...... GAVE me her biased shit look. WHAT a surprise. AS USUAL, I DID NOTHING. AND AS USUAL, she BEGAN PICKING ON ME. AS IF I AM A THORN IN HER THORN, SHE BEGAN TO SCOLD ME... OH well, if I tell you what happened today you would probably say its my fault. But, pls listen on. teehee. Be patient. A good narration cannot be shorter than a 1000 words. OK. So, I didnt bring the chinese textbook or the Jiang Yi. BUT, I brought the chinese file. So, she walked over to me and said : " YAO LONG AR! YI HOU NI JI DE GEN WO DAI KE BEN!" . Seeing her zhuai face, I retorted : "SUI BIAN la...." , "SHEN ME SUI BIAN? DA JIA KAN DA NA ZHONG XUE XI TAI DU!"... " WO YAO QU CHA NI DE &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;"AP"&lt;/span&gt; FEN SHU!" AND on went her crazy talk.... ( its really hard to type this in Han Yu PinYin, So ill use eng) " You see raymond chinese standard so good. see his face can liao. So zhuai! See, HE SO "ZAI" LEH! ~CLASS GIGGLES~" I totally sian diao and I had no freakin mood to argue with her. So i diam diam.&lt;br /&gt;By this time, you would probably think its my fault for speakin' to her in that way.&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER.....&lt;br /&gt;Relating back to a few days ago.... In her chinese class, when I was obviously doing nothing..... She suddenly said :&lt;br /&gt;"Whats your name?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yao Long" (My Mandarin Name)&lt;br /&gt;"I will keep your name in mind"&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. ( A few minutes past )&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;"The one wearing the green shirt making those weird faces......and always doing strange things"&lt;br /&gt;( I was wearing P.E&gt; attire but the whole class was wearing Uni cuz of oral. I had it in my bag )&lt;br /&gt;Actualli I forgot whats the rest of the content. Maybe my frenz remember. Even they agree that she is biased against me. I think it is because I look like someone she taught last year and I retain. Then she got bad impression. I didnt even do anithing. There are mani other incidents where I have been targeted by her. I have no more strength to go on. Maybe in my next post.&lt;br /&gt;Fack her. Srsly.&lt;br /&gt;What does she think she is? ( Note the use of "what" )&lt;br /&gt;She needs a good slap in her face.&lt;br /&gt;If she didnt give me this biased treatment, I wouldn't even say anything. I would even say shes quite okay. But, now I think shes a incorrigible fool who deserves nothing but a whack on the head. I could say many other evil things right now but I know you guys would think Im bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What made all this worse would be that I had hockey PT on wed and before that I had PC on the same day. Then the next day, I had pc again. Luckily today hockey cancel. Or else buang.&lt;br /&gt;You know hockey PT is crazy and Faughed up. Screw!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty, I know I am a long-winded boy. Bear with me please.&lt;br /&gt;Now, ON to the goodie part.&lt;br /&gt;I had fun with my frenz today despite the name callings and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Went JP and eat and walk.&lt;br /&gt;Lucki!&lt;br /&gt;Amos was totalli crap, totalli bullied by Sam.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously Amos needs to grow some bones.&lt;br /&gt;OH OH i almost forgot! I twisted Terry's fingers today until he literalli cried for help.&lt;br /&gt;Yes! It may not seem as an achievement in normal circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, you have to see that he is a very big boy and likes to hit ppl.&lt;br /&gt;Today I subdued the beast and taught his a lesson.&lt;br /&gt;I love my class.... ( I'm lying that I'm lying, no seriously )&lt;br /&gt;Ya Ya. And saw derrick and bing cheng in the basement JP.&lt;br /&gt;De rick as usual act cute act cute one, lol. Interesting.&lt;br /&gt;That about sums up my day. I think I had some more things to talk about. But, I forgot some of them as i typed the most impt things I had mentioned up there. So, sorry. Haha. Oh yea. I did quite well for my maths common test so I'm glad. I seriously did not think I got the mark out of luck. I didnt sleep b4 the test.. AT ALL. So I thought I deserved at least a decent mark. :D&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for accompanying me all this way, if ur still reading this now. I know i'm a bit of a Ji Po. Hahaz. TC everyone. Good Luck For Common Tests. May the God of Luck shine upon your holy pens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I still need a skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-6153881678417557092?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6153881678417557092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=6153881678417557092&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6153881678417557092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6153881678417557092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/bad-day-good-day.html' title='Bad Day  +  Good Day'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-6222641151849777785</id><published>2008-07-01T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T23:46:56.744+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoL, tis is cool. Press it to try it urself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes/blog_worth" style="color:black; background:url(http://www.lets101.com/images/quiz/blog_worth.gif) no-repeat scroll 0%;  font-family:stencil, times, sans-serif; padding:0;margin:0; border:1px solid transparent;  text-decoration:none; display:block; width:220px; height:340px;  text-align:left; line-height:23px; "&gt;  &lt;div style="'width:210px;margin-left:5px;"&gt;   &lt;strong style="'font-size:20px;'"&gt;This Page &lt;br /&gt; For Keywords&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'font-size:24px;'"&gt;hockey, sleep, haiz&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="'font-weight:bold;"&gt;Reward $455&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets101 Quizzes - &lt;a href="http://www.lets101.com/blog/quizzes"&gt;blog quizzes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-6222641151849777785?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/6222641151849777785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=6222641151849777785&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6222641151849777785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/6222641151849777785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/07/lol-tis-is-cool-press-it-to-try-it.html' title='LoL, tis is cool. Press it to try it urself.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4293663778728458703</id><published>2008-06-29T05:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T05:22:37.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5.22 am</title><content type='html'>Sian. I am studying for physics............... at a time like this? I am such a failure lol. Where in the world will u find ppl studyin thru the night man. suckz. somemore im in an unfamiliar place. (derrick's house)... veri fun though. can see them keep dozing off like pigs. I AM STRONG. I DUN FALL ASLEEEP! hahahah.....zz..zzz..z. SRRY, omg man i fell asleep halfway. SHIMATA!&lt;br /&gt;I really hope this pays off man. its like im havin the test on tuesday and i think im jus "ling shi bao fo jia"ing. I JUS REALLI HOPE I PASS THIS! I totalli screwed up the physics SPA trial. which is like fuggin 10% of the overall grade? LIKE WTH MAN. I THINK I GET 2 % of the marks onli! SERIOUS. OGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGMOGOGM how? u tell me. ppl tell me dun worry. u 4h2, sure can one. but...... I NOW AIMING NOT TO RETAIN Eh. COME ON LA. WA LAO. i dam useless leh. enough of this. i've had enough. I feel like dying le.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EMO : I need a skateboard : EMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo : I want to play minesweeper flags : emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELP ME.........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;I recently fell in lovee with................&lt;br /&gt;HA pwnidge!&lt;br /&gt;U think u can noe what i would say.&lt;br /&gt;nEh arr!!!&lt;br /&gt;HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Hahahahahaha. BAKKA YAROU!&lt;br /&gt;BYEBYEBYE-BEEEEE&lt;br /&gt;i used to love myself..............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;i used to love jc.......................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;NOW i wish to kill the former and obliterate the latter.....................&lt;br /&gt;..........BTW, now in hockey and its realli cool the hockey stick...........&lt;br /&gt;but u noe wad, i was told the training is going to be veritough&lt;br /&gt;I Hope i can handle it&lt;br /&gt;somemore next week during common test period also have.....&lt;br /&gt;So suck man&lt;br /&gt;I hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;OH yea. THE most angry thing that happened was that i was supposed to go to australia on 4th of july BUT the freaking TRIP was cancelled cuz we were unable to book the air tickets. Like WTF man. I was quite disappointed and the stupid dude in my class made my day even worse the day it was announced&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : sry for psing u kl for my muggin. sry for psing vball seoul garden for muggin&lt;br /&gt;BLAME THE BOOKS. IM SWEAR. IM NOT AT FAULT&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS LIKE THEY WERE BECKONING ME TO READ THEM&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHHH... CRAP MAN. I HATE JC I HATE PHYSICS I HATE CHEM I HATE EVERYTHING EXCEPT....YOU. MUACKZ LOVE KISS HUGHUG SLAP RAPE CLAP STAB MISS JAB "person reading this now". teehee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja Ne!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-4293663778728458703?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4293663778728458703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4293663778728458703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4293663778728458703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4293663778728458703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/522-am.html' title='5.22 am'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4449952751705213200</id><published>2008-06-03T21:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T22:02:04.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beyond bored and exceeding elegiac and swallowing sorrow....</title><content type='html'>i dunno wad to do.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-4449952751705213200?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4449952751705213200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4449952751705213200&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4449952751705213200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4449952751705213200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/beyond-bored-and-exceeding-elegiac-and.html' title='beyond bored and exceeding elegiac and swallowing sorrow....'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-651497902967375845</id><published>2008-06-02T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T20:15:40.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>V ery sad</title><content type='html'>I am very sad....&lt;br /&gt;I got hurt today......&lt;br /&gt;Both emotionally and physically.......&lt;br /&gt;Forgive and forget...........&lt;br /&gt;Try so hard but it seems too impossible.......&lt;br /&gt;In the end........&lt;br /&gt;I still forget.....&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.........&lt;br /&gt;Weird..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope u bleed too u bucket of lard. ( I am sorry )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-651497902967375845?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/651497902967375845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=651497902967375845&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/651497902967375845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/651497902967375845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/06/v-ery-sad.html' title='V ery sad'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-2889157975512475927</id><published>2008-05-28T23:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T23:40:41.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hockey v.s vball</title><content type='html'>aight. so i went for hockey today. hmm. quite slack. we started running. okay. so we run run run.... super fast ar they all. after almost finishing the 2nd round. i alreadi like wan to die alreadi. luckily they stopped aft 2 rounds. haha! so sadded. aniwea. yep. one of the seniors told us to grab a stick and play. but since i didnt have a stick i walked around stupidly... yea. then i asked the coach whether i can join.... i stupidly didnt realise he wasnt the teacher in charge. den derrick came aft his gp test. and i had the courage to go confront the ppl and blah blah blah....called ms zhou and blah blah blah.... then hockey training started. did some "Sweeps","traps", passes... erm ok. nt tt gd at it. but im hopeful..... anw, gonna have vball training at erm... 10- 12 tmr. dunno why but the senior anihow give my name to the teacher. so now i have to turn up. maybe ill see. i dunno. haiz.... ok..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dumb brother uninstalled diablo2 and now its like he wants to download it again.. dumb ass. now we are both havin problems installing it on vista. tt idiot. who ask him uninstall in the first place? to get back at me for dropping his... erm wadeva. zzzz. bai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-2889157975512475927?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2889157975512475927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=2889157975512475927&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2889157975512475927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2889157975512475927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/hockey-vs-vball.html' title='hockey v.s vball'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8389229581895034903</id><published>2008-05-27T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T23:38:45.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz.....</title><content type='html'>( i removed the tagbox. cuz it was crap. juz comment or wadeva.... i dunno... nobody reads my blog aniwea)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz......... well. another boring day. i woke up at 10am u see..... den i ate instant noodles. drank latte. drank yakult. soon, its 12pm. i felt bored and no feel to do hw u see. so i went out and walked around the neighbourhood. well. quite dumb. but i actualli found time to walk for 1 hour. then i called my fren n chatted for ard 2 hrs. den i went out to walk again. coming back within 1 hr. i went back to sleep.till around 8? well. i missed my appt at 730 to run. apparently... it will be an added advantage in hockey if ur 2.4 is under 10 mins. haiz. so sian. so i decided to train. but i guess today isnt the day. tmr first hockey training. lets hope everything goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniwea, something realli sucky happened btwn my brother and i...... 2 days ago. lemme ask u guys something.... someone drops ur phone/mp3/wadeva, do u take tt person's phone and do the same to it? well. my brother does. hes veri temperamental and has some anger management issues. although its not entirely his fault but he should not get so agitated or wadeva. it seems like my bo chup attitude ignited his inner flame or anger. well. wadeva. i hate him. hes veri unhygienic btw. haiz. but i cant hate him for long. aft all, hes my brother. but i jus hope he changes for the better. its a gd thing im taller than him ^^.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. something realli weird happened as i received a msg from a vball senior sayin that he gave my name to the teacher in charge....he didnt wait for me to reply whether i was able to join. but then again. its not such a good thing.... considering the fact that there might be a 1% chance the hockey teacher might reject my entry into the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another thing is.... im supposed to go to tae kwon do chalet today. but i didnt go. cuz i was considering the fact that i have hockey training tmr. yeap. im more interested in hockey than tkd i guess. the sad thing is that i paid like 15 dollars for the chalet and end up i didnt go. its quite wasted actualli.... considering that today was one of the boring days. amos, aL, tan zhi wei.... all there. haiz..... feel so left out. i msged them : " good lor, ps me". i felt so bad. cuz i think i was the one who psed them. haiz. im so bad. so sorry guys. aniwea. jus to reiterate my point from the last last post b4 signin' off.. JC sucks... kayz. Baibai...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8389229581895034903?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8389229581895034903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8389229581895034903&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8389229581895034903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8389229581895034903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/haiz.html' title='haiz.....'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-4192352855682542857</id><published>2008-05-13T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T00:17:44.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap</title><content type='html'>crap la. whenever i type google.com into the address bar its like i will get this shit msg....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h1&gt;Anomalous Behavior Detected -- Request Blocked&lt;/h1&gt;      &lt;p&gt;  Your computer was automatically blacklisted (blocked) by the network due to an abnormal amount of activity originating from your connection. It is possible that your computer is infected with a worm and/or virus. Please contact your network administrator for assistance or more information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dunno how to fix it... if anyone knows.... please tell me.... zzz. fyi. google.com.sg still works for me  ^^.&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/6487310639235845863-4192352855682542857?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/4192352855682542857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=4192352855682542857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4192352855682542857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/4192352855682542857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/crap.html' title='crap'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-2852494644913083211</id><published>2008-05-11T23:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T23:29:51.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian jit pua</title><content type='html'>haiz. gay bastard... so mani hw.&lt;br /&gt;zhi wei look below.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-2852494644913083211?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/2852494644913083211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=2852494644913083211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2852494644913083211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/2852494644913083211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/sian-jit-pua.html' title='sian jit pua'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-364991766105595512</id><published>2008-05-05T01:41:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T02:22:35.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Random Long Rant....Goes on foreva n eva...</title><content type='html'>ok like wad the hell. i cant believe im writing tis. its like ard 2 am le and im not sleeping. im supposed to be like doing hw but... erm.yea i was too bored and i began surfing blogs. well. i decided to come and check out my sexy dead blog.... i opened the funni screwed up tag box and erm. well. lol two new comments. so lame. thanks man. my og rocks. OG12 FTW. well, i guess i might be posting now and then. but just so you noe. JC SUCKS I HATE IT. IT IS THE BANE OF EVERYTHING. SCREW IT TO ETERNAL BLARDY HELL. LETS HOPE THEY ABOLISH THE WHOLE JC SYSTEM AND ALL WILL GO STRAIGHT TO POLY. or uni ^.^. oh well, i guess im jus a guy who cant take much stress. so noobish rite? noob? nub? newb? noobish? nubish? nublet? nooblet? noobie? nubbie? haiz. i dunno. ppl call me random. well i dunno. maybe. Hey, omg i jus realised this as im typing it. U SHOULD CHECK OUT YOUTUBE!!!!! WHEEE ITS LIKE.... erm u noe... this stupid video ar. so gey and farni. check out my profile =&gt; user: /icetoll&lt;br /&gt;i favourited it all. heh heh. (laughin w/o smiling). anw, bleach rocks man. oh yea. wad was i gonna say. erm yea yea i rmb i rmb. check out my playlist too! yea there is this super gey commercial with this hairy bastard half naked. DAMN FUNNI I TELL U. okok lame -.- . beware. fetish comments in tt gey commercial. explicit content onli for ppl of my age. well. i love myself and all of u. but recently i began to totalli have a 1% dislike of a fatass that i recently got acquainted wif. tactless and veri rude. well. i guess its jus my luck. MOVING ON..... i realise this is a long post but bear wif me. cuz i love u ^^. ok ok ok anw i think i got over the volleyball president thing in my sec sch. although i would like to hire someone to screw her to eternal shit blardy hell until her head rolls off or something i dunno.....okok dun digress im goin to sleep soon... maybe? not sure. well... moving on.... i was goin to say JC SUCKS. omg i tink i said tt alreadi. erm yea well, continuing frm there..... jc is realli dumb i mean it makes one's life no life... yea i noe it sounds wrong but its true. its stupid dumb and some ppl there realli have no EQ. i would realli like to use more expletives to describe these insolent fools but i guess im too kind and forgivin to actualli bother abt them. well, hecking care these sukebeis i would only like to reiterate one thing. JC SUCKS. my advice to my juniors who wan to come jc cuz they think its a betta route and they think that it can help u or wadeva shit. i would beg to differ. although this issue is quite controversial as it might seem, but i realli have this feeling that the "COOL" ppl in my sch would hate jc and my advice to u is to go poly. serious. omg. jay chou =&gt; shanghai 1943 so sexy. mus listen. ok well, i mean econs is dumbass shit blardy kuku skebe bakamono shimata homo gey noobish subject. i mean who wants to study econs. i mean is like wad we study econs for... since we have to use wad ceteris paribus and wad shit huh. since it doesnt even apply to real life, y make econs so difficult a subject and torturous.... i hate it! absolutely. its gey. gey. GAY. friggin' gay i tell u. impossibly gay until it cant be gayer than gay itself. or maybe cannot be gayer than the michael jackson. the paedophile. oh yea btw, i realised u guys pronounce paedophile as FEE-DO-FILE.... in fact it is PEAE-DE-PHILE.. or something liddat. check it up!. oh yea and heads up. I JUS QUIT MY FRIGGIN CCA. or at least i think i did. well, no matter. i hate my cca and it sucks it gey noob shit and onli for turds, tards. DEREK/FANGQI no offence man. luv u guys but hatin' the cca. Itachi might just quit with me.OH YEA N U NOE WAD. IM NOT EVEN GOIN TO BOTHER TELLING THE CCA TEACHER IM GOIN TO QUIT. TOO BAD FOR HIM. i noe im being childish but..... neh neh ni poo poo . who ask u dun gimme post huh? u think u big? well, of course im not goin to mention my cca. dumbass. haha. ur so cute when u're readin this...RIGHT NOW. U FREAKIN' sexy little babe/hunk. oh well. XD. omg i didnt even realise i typed this long alreadi. i didnt even bother checkin my grammar or spelling. its like im jus chattin on msn. i guess u guys are just so cute that i can instantly feel bonded wif yall. :D tt about summarises the major happenings in my life for the past months. hmm oh yea. my pw grp is veri slack. includin' me. i think we die le. BUT AN LIANG. U ROCK. u PWNs. u r the one keeping us in check. we cant realli slack wif u ard huh. thanks mate. AHhhh... anithing else??? oh yea. Tan Zhi Wei, pls stop ur fetish of hittin ppl. its violent, aggresive, sadistic and somehow relaxing... OMG WAD M I SAYIN AHHH LOL LAME. im goin crazy. i think the late night mist is gettin to me. oh yea. MY GANGLION HAVEN SUBSIDE YET SHIT. I HATE IT. haiz. oh well. OMG YEA. my mole  bled today. so weird.... u noe. now tt u reminded me...i have been seeing these dark dots lately, where my life is a big black empty hole of nothing! omg yea peteandbrian rocks. smosh too. check both of them out on Youtube. They pwn. HM.. yea. also, i think i need to state something b4 i go. we need to play games to relax rite? destress. yep. but not too much. well, i jus wan to say whoever plays diablo 2 pls msn me? cuz i dun like playin alone. and i hate dota and maple and cabal or wadsoeva. viwawa is okay i guess. but wahjong to me is an auntie and old lame game. TO ME. i noe it aint true to most ppl but so sry. i jus love being so straightfwrd. hope u guys dun get offended. OMG i jus typed GUTS instead of guys jus now. LOL i chnged it. SO funni. hahahahahahahahahhaa. oh yea. i got my own laptop as well. so sexy piano edition. i love it. but its super small. like amos's little weeener dog. haha JK. chill out man. My frenz are so chill. i think... o.o well, im realli sorry for the super long post haha. tts y u get for not postin for 2 months..or more i think. cant realli rmb. or is it because im too random and i type rubbish everytime... haha kudara! I m veri zheng jing. haiz. ECONS OP tmr.... i mean today..... so sian. and our grp haven even do GPP yet. so sian..... die le. er... shit. wait im supposed to sign off le.... i keep wanting to type endlessly. i guess u guys are just too attractive. hmm im not sure whether this post will take up the whole page. i hope not. u guys will be straining ur eyes haha. im so sry if one of u guys develop myopia aft readin tis post. usin contractions le leh. okokokokokok. DEREK GD LUCK WIF UR BRIDGE CLUB. U ROCK. HEY PPL IF U DUN MIND. U CAN LINK ME LOL. BUT MY BLOG MAY BE DEAD FOR MANI YEARS. OH YEA i try to post often but erm.... i think firefox doesnt display my blog correctly. so use IE7 kayz? erm. yep. tts abt all..... DUN WATCH PORN DERRICK. (not derek) derek is veri gd . DERRICK IS VERI PORNITICAL! LOL okok. oh my gosh b4 i go i have a few puns to share wif u. derrick shared them with me and they are veri witty. derrick is a genius i tell u. genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water makes the world go round, it gives us an excuse to say the world is round.&lt;br /&gt;i havent even mastured pcc to tt level.&lt;br /&gt;wish upon a porn star , wish a porn a star&lt;br /&gt;ni na bei guo lai&lt;br /&gt;every morning when i wake up i run around the block 4-5 times, and put it back under my pillow and go back to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u guys can understand all of them, then ur half genius. but the guy who came up wif them (derrick) is pure evil and genius. he PWNS BABY. heh heh. most of them are original too. hope they can be useful to u guys in one way or another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok BYEBYE. i need to get some sleeep. i think. or maybe i go watch some po..erhem. yep. ok . peace... out!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-364991766105595512?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/364991766105595512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=364991766105595512&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/364991766105595512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/364991766105595512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/05/super-random-long-rantgoes-on-foreva-n.html' title='Super Random Long Rant....Goes on foreva n eva...'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-68273352592090726</id><published>2008-01-27T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:35:01.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmed?!?</title><content type='html'>Boring....Yawn.....i want to sleep. I had a scare just now. As i was about to turn no the CPU to access the internet to register the JAE thingy. Suddenly, this thingy came out asking me to start in safe mode and what-not. I tried to start Windows normalli, then Windows wouldn't load....It was just a blank screen of nothin'... yea. like as if the monitor wasn't even turned on. I turned off the com again by press/hold the start button on the CPU, and tried to start in safe mode. Thank God It Worked.... But i found out that it doesn't connect to the internet....Because the adapter can't work in safe mode. Fck. And as i am writing this....a idiotic baby is wailing outside my house. HOW I WISH I COULD SMASH... nvm. As i was saying, i felt so shocked, literalli bleeding inside my heart. I tried to start the com, luckily, it didnt ask to start in safe mode. so i tot maybe it was goin to be ok... and it was! woo....And by this time, the baby has stopped its piercing howling and my mind is at peace again. phew!!. So, back to the main topic, i registered ACJC as my first choice, and JJ as my 2nd... the rest dun realli need to care becuz i sure get in JJ if ACJC fails. You know, a part of my still hopes for me to end up in JJ... i don't know. its realli confusing. :S . So i started preparing to print the verification slip. then i realised it wouldn't print. haiz. so damn fustrating. after fiddling with the thingy and trying to troubleshoot................IT WAS BECAUSE I FORGOT TO CONNECT THE FCKING USB CORD. woah...Fck man. totalli friggin' bloody kanina shit man. yea, u like that huh? suck on that printer. YEA U! I OWNS U PRINTER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ok. so after i printed the slip, i kinda felt relieved....as if the 200 pounds beauty had stood up from my chest. yay! i was really hesistant and strugglin' within as to whether or not should i put ACJC. maybe because clarence said he maybe will go and the volleyball ppl will go then i wan to go de. then i suddenly realised tt AC can also be my choice becuz i heard of the good culture there. i was hesitant due to the bloody rumours in ACJC...u noe the snobbish rich stuff and what-not. well, even though they might not be totalli unfounded, but i believe that perseverence and self-dignity has be preserved in order for me to excel in our endeavours and to overcome impediments that may obstruct our road to wisdom and success in the near future. i noe la, super chim rite? i tell u, i memorized some of these vocab b4 o levels one, n until now still can't forget. so might as well use them then some other ppl can learn also. lol. -.- but the content still holds true for what might have never been if the FCKING PRESIDENT OF THE STUDENT COUNCILLOR DIDNT HIT ME WITH THE FRIGGIN' BALL! YES YOU YOU BLOODY DOUCHEBAG! U RUN! RUN! U KEEP RUNNING DUN MAKE ME COME AFTER U N GIVE U A BIG HUG ONLY TO FIND THAT I HAVE ALREADY STABBED YOUR BRAIN ; "ne'er shook hands, nor bade farewell to (you) ,Till (i) unseam'd (you) from the nave to the chaps,And fix'd (your) head upon our battlements. ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREDITS: SHAKESPEARE. JAY CHOU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-68273352592090726?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/68273352592090726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=68273352592090726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/68273352592090726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/68273352592090726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/01/confirmed.html' title='Confirmed?!?'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-3317833745632227488</id><published>2008-01-25T11:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T15:31:46.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O level Results.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="mailto:%^@&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%^&amp;amp;#$@#$^*^#%#$%$"&gt;%^@&amp;amp;&amp;amp;%^&amp;amp;#$@#$^*^#%#$%$&lt;/a&gt;... 10 points go where.... -2 = 8. sian jit pua la. go die can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either i go jj.....or aj....or....acjc &lt;- this one actualli quite impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN LA! THIS IS SO BLOODY FAN LEH...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AJ LIKE SO FOOKING FAR AND I LIVE IN JURONG WEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WA LAO EH. IF THE PRESIDENT OF THE STUDENT COUNCILLOR DIDNT HIT MY FACE, I COULD HAVE GOTTEN EVEN BETTER OR MAYBE I WOULD BE LIVING SOMEWHERE ELSE RIGHT NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. sian. sian. actualli i should be grateful for the 10 le ar. i was thinking i would get 12 or more. and my results actualli realli lame. cuz. the subjects tt supposed to get a1 get a2 then those supposed to get a2 or worse get a1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.Y.I. I got a1 for both maths. which seems totalli immpossible in my case.&lt;br /&gt;and i got a2 for both languages sian. i onli got one b3, for humanities. at least this considered an achievement....6 distinction....but too bad got so mani a2s. crap sial. i get so "well" for wad... in the end also end up in jj. aj so bloody far. kanina la. unfair man. i feel like thrashin' up whoever i talk to on msn. yea u be careful u, u, u, faggotmaggot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-3317833745632227488?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3317833745632227488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=3317833745632227488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3317833745632227488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3317833745632227488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/01/o-level-results.html' title='O level Results.'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-3729072484269459730</id><published>2008-01-23T11:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T13:00:23.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nice Doctor (long post) Jus a channel to vent my fustration. friggin' hell</title><content type='html'>So...My journey started.....as i ponned today's sch to go to the clinic...............Mysteries about my injuries revealed as the plot unfolds....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the JMC (Jurong Medical Centre)...Kinda nervous...waited my turn in the waiting area...yawning away while my eyes filled up with tears of blood.... lol jkjkjk.... noobs. I came to the JMC a few weeks b4...to get a consultation on my wrist ganglion (for those who don't noe, it jus means that the fluid which allows ease of movement leaked out and formed a bulbous thingy there). it is fine if u leave it there but it may get bigger and if it obstructs your movement then you may decide to have an operation. but in my case, the ganglion is located at the front of my wrist so its carries a higher risk as it is near the veins and arteries or wadeva they call it. also, there is no 100% guarantee that it will not come back....so yea, three months down the road for me to decide whether or not i should decide to cut up my arm or leave it there. i don't noe, i jus hope that it doesn't get my bigger or ill be so frggin upset. btw, the doctor says its quite common so if u guys have ani bulbous thingy coming out from your hand or wrist, u should jus check wif d doctor to confirm becuz it may not be a ganglion and may turn out to be a cancerous piece of shit that is stuck under the skin. but lets all hope it doesnt turn out to be the latter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a link here with the post so you can see what it looks like. Don't worry, not scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o181/icetoll/DSC00798.jpg"&gt;http://i120.photobucket.com/albums/o181/icetoll/DSC00798.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Back To Today's Events...Finalli, my turn came. so i went inside the rm. hella cool man. the doctor - a middle aged indian guy, super friendly. Something like a tuned-down Tommy Cheng. So, i relaxed a little and continued listening to the Doctor Abraham's prescription. He asked a few interesting questions... including " Do y0u grind ur teeth when ur sleeping?" the reply was "No dude, i don't, but my dad does.". actualli i wanted to add defa does too, but i was too concerned about my beautiful jaw. He also inquired about when this whole thing started. i was quite hesitant but eventualli i mumbled, " two years ago"... u noe. actualli i wanted to add....&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;WHEN A F**ING B**CH volleyball girl who is also the president of the student councillor whacked the ball into my face and did not offer ani means of assistance or show ani signs of remorse. not even a tiny itsy teeensi little bit of penitence." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oo... tt felt gd. seriously, i realli had intended at that point of time to castigate her insolent behaviour...she even gave me tt "wad the fck are the u lookin' at, u were blocking my ball (WHEN I WAS OUTSIDE THE FCKING COURT)" look. Jus so u noe, she caused another injury besides my "broken" jaw - now my left ear has some buzzin' noise when some loud noise is blastin', thanks to u, U crazy old hag. I HOPE U SEE THIS. U BETTER BE CAREFUL OR ILL GO TO YOUR HOUSE AT NIGHT AND SLIT YOUR.......&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;sry, going off topic. oh well. so the doctor looked a little shocked bt said it was alright. next, doctor Abraham directed my to a dental chair and preceded in proding my mouth wif a stick. a long long stick. after which he started proding my ear (weird huh?) ok, its a bit embarassin' but i still have to say it.....he said there was some wax in my ear so he couldnt see properly. thus, he dug out the shit from my ear and it felt like "wtf r u doin? stop diggin my brain out!!!%#@$" u noe... ok then....he said something that quite surprised me. "I am goin to give you a hearing test". So i went to the audiology testin' room. WOW. IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SO HIGH TECH...but it was jus a room within a room. SO, i sat in a chair in the small cramped room within a room and put on the headphones. I started to hear this high and low freq noises. i was supposed to press a button immediately when i hear the noise, no matter how soft. wad totalli made my day was that my right ear actualli hears lousier than my left ear. wow. ironical. thanks president of the student councillor. u succeeded in breaking a piece of my heart again. So, the doctor advised me against earphones and loud music...wads the use of listening to music when u r goin to listen to soft shit flowin out of the earphones... My life was totalli in a wreck at tt point of time. i was like goin' " fck tt b$%ch, fck tt b$%ch, fck tt b$%ch, fck tt b$%ch" in my head. But, i cheered up upon hearing abt the "cure" for my clickin' jaw. I was supposed to eat porridge for one week and not chew too hard and use a hot towel to wrap around my jaw now and then. Even though this is quite a stupid and boring cure, it will supposedly help in riddin' the "shameless girl bacteria" in my jaw. my dad drove me to eat, and guess wad i ate? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;KACHING!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;we got a winner..... TTS RIGHT -PORRIDGE. IT TASTED LIKE A BOWL OF DRAINWATER WIF BITS OF WHITE ANTS SWIMMING VIVACIOUSLY IN IT....BLISSFULLY UNAWARE THAT THEY WERE GOIN' FOR A LIFE-TIME TRIP TO MY STOMACH....WOOOO....soo... tt abt sums up my eventful day. and its onli like noon now. there is supposed to be a revelation in JJ today but i feel awful so i guess i will take a nap and maybe ill go for the OG dinner tonight.....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fckin' tired....ray signin' off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea b4 i go, i wanted to curse the bloody president of the student councillor and i hope she gets the same diseases as me. i noe we are supposed to forgive and forget. tts my principle too. bt i jus cant help it man. u buttbag ( it means a bag of butts). BECAUSE I WASTED 35+25.6 which would have never been used and i wouldn't even be writin this post and MAYBE I WOULD HAVE ALEADI BECOMED A HUGE STAR IF U HADN"T HIT MY FACE WITH THAT FRIGGIN FCKED UP BITCHY ASSHOLISH CRUDDY KANINA BALL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-3729072484269459730?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/3729072484269459730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=3729072484269459730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3729072484269459730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/3729072484269459730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/01/nice-doctor-long-post-jus-channel-to.html' title='Nice Doctor (long post) Jus a channel to vent my fustration. friggin&apos; hell'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-701392797471256485</id><published>2008-01-20T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T13:07:56.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing...With OG...</title><content type='html'>Wow. I Guess No One Is Going To Read This Anyway. So i Can write wadeva i wan.&lt;br /&gt;we went outing on saturday to ecp with og and had fun. Ain't Goin' to put ani fugging pictures because they look like FUG wif my Fugging tight shirt cuz renwei &lt;- (u die next time) pushed me into the sea and i had to wear a fuggin' gay tight fit. Dun ask why or I beat up your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No vulgarities/expletives/profanities were used in the makin' of this fuggin' post)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-701392797471256485?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/701392797471256485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=701392797471256485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/701392797471256485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/701392797471256485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2008/01/outingwith-og.html' title='Outing...With OG...'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6487310639235845863.post-8038728772480412944</id><published>2007-11-25T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T02:54:55.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RandomRant</title><content type='html'>我在发牢骚。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6487310639235845863-8038728772480412944?l=icetoll.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/feeds/8038728772480412944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6487310639235845863&amp;postID=8038728772480412944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8038728772480412944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6487310639235845863/posts/default/8038728772480412944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://icetoll.blogspot.com/2007/11/randomrant.html' title='RandomRant'/><author><name>RaY-mond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13857839305608097380</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_335q58l8mio/SzTSRnXlXbI/AAAAAAAAABE/flUNJWkVekQ/S220/DSC01902.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
