<?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-11182834</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:00:20.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Ren</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>135</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115811952989431949</id><published>2006-09-13T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T11:52:10.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wahhh. ages since i last blog. hm. nvm, no one reads them oso. whahaha =X&lt;br /&gt;yeah.. i got my exam results.. although it isn't gd. but i manage to pass all which is real gd for me.. lol.. phew~ finally. i love sp. it's so great......&lt;br /&gt;quite slack these few weeks, holidaes ma. nth to do. sit, eat, play, sleep, grow fat n die. lol. daily routine.. what's there to play in Singapore. nth to play oso. now still have the what IMF thingy, so stupid. waste money onli. everything oso increased prices. even mrt n bus fare oso must increased.. ccb. they think my father print money. even if one dae singapore get bombed, i wun shed a tear. cuz she deserved it.. y didn't those terrorist bombed yishun tat time.. why why why.. sigh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115811952989431949?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115811952989431949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115811952989431949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115811952989431949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115811952989431949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115669679744120994</id><published>2006-08-28T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T00:39:57.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>just came back from movie. watched e what snakes on e plane. not too bad. i guess it's been a long time since i blog. hm.. i'm using my sis bf laptop now. sigh. my pc gt some fucking spyware n trojans. y me? damn it. hm. althought, it is fixed now. budden still got abit error. not too sure abt it,i guess i shall check it out tml or what. maybe i will reformat it. fucking com, always giving me problem. if one dae i can get rid of this computer, i will do what blythe did to her old phone. SMASH it. yeah, u gt tat rite, S-M-A-S-H. ( suck my ass, shit hole) lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally exam is over, fast isn't it. Smartcard paper was a terror, i din noe wtf i was writing, prayed i can pass it with a D-. i'll be glad my god. quite busy recently, hmm. oh yeah, busy with hk serial dramas. eh, e cheapest n fastest past time pple, check it out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i'm like qas, i dun like to blog what i did for each dae, every single things etc. i just write what comes around in my mind. i guess readers wun be interested in my life, cuz it's jus repetition huh? or maybe if i were to do tat, i might as might copy n paste e previous entry each time. lol. hey, bro, wassup wif ya in australia? hanging out wif some chicks? chill~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. time to say gd bye n nite to u guys. i'm off to bed. oh, i'm already in bed. lol. tml is a brand new day. oh yeah pple, if u all are bored. tune in to FM Yes 93.3 every midnight. chou chong qing got a new programme, ghost stories. not bad, spooks u. nite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115669679744120994?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115669679744120994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115669679744120994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115669679744120994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115669679744120994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/08/just-came-back-from-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115607868590966696</id><published>2006-08-20T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T20:58:06.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. back to bloggin. lol. kinda busy these few days. studying, chatting, coffee. i'm just praying for thursdae.. last paper. hm. i guess i will be crazy den. tml havin vdg exam, it looks so simple. just like common sense. but whu noes, it may seems harmless, but vicious. well. hope it isn't =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. so fast, 1 semester goin to pass le.. sigh. haven learn much yet. just rmb what reuben said. we can actually pass poly w/o knowing anything. seems ridiculous huh? but tt's e way folks. sp? sure pass.. crazy peeps. what kind of fuckology is this. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. i came around this news that pple in bombay are rushing to one of e sea. cuz e sea water has turned sweet overnite. lol. one of e folks there when interviewed said " oh. it's so sweet, i brought my family here. it is miracle water..." rofl. naive pple. it might just be chemical discharged by e industries. haha. let's wait for e report of e seawater to be out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. tis world is so weird.. everything u can expect is happening. i wun be surprise if pple start chewing keyboards. lol. cool huh?&lt;br /&gt;take care pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115607868590966696?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115607868590966696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115607868590966696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115607868590966696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115607868590966696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/08/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115556208201428606</id><published>2006-08-14T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T21:28:02.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheeeee~</title><content type='html'>hmm.. nth much to talk abt actually.. recently life is getting bore-er n bore-er. slacking around, time passes too much.. can't it just slow down a little.. at least let me adapt myself to e environment. cant concentrate during driving, i'm really exhausted.. i really need a break. let me sleep for a week or so.. no one to bother me. no worries, jus nth but fresh air.. i need that. if anyone can give me that, i willingly to kneel down for it... listening to xiao zhu- zhi wo cui mian.. yeah.. i hope i can do tat to myself. can u teach me? sigh.. i just can't get myself to study.. arghhh.. how how. things are moving slow around me. tts onli mirage. it's another illusion.. save me...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115556208201428606?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115556208201428606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115556208201428606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115556208201428606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115556208201428606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/08/wheeeee.html' title='wheeeee~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115479273835887096</id><published>2006-08-05T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T23:45:38.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wootz.. so long nv blog le.. hmm. b4 i start, my zhu ask me to say i love her.. oh yeah. i love her. bo bian, girls are litdat..lol&lt;br /&gt;hmm. kinda busy recently, wasn't in e mood to blog.. lol.. no ling gan. bloggin is a special book, i'm e author, and u all are e readers. this very book is different, cuz no one is goin to guess the ending, not even the author. this is a magical book. lol. what am i sayin. yeah. budden tt's e way. ya.&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming nearer n nearer, sigh. i'm so worried. as usual. ok. u all dun need to care abt me. cuz after exam. i will be mad. had a chat wif yanping last nite, yeah. we came up with a conclusion, our future is just a mirage, e nearer we walk, the further it is from us. how true if u think deeper. i mean, especially in singapore. we dun haf a choice, everything is planned for us.. fuck. i hate this country, i wish i wasn't born in this country. if only... sigh. i hope opposition parties will take over PAP, it's time to show government that we are unpleased the way they led us. arghh!!!! fuck. so fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;so soon, one by one turned 18. so fast. i remember we used to think of what will happen to us when we are 18, lol.. now we already reach it. i'm passing it soon.. LOL. shakehead, times flies. i really miss those craps in school. even though, we say e jokes many times, but it's always so funny.. i guess till e dae we die, we will still be laughin.. haha.. friends, i love u all.&lt;br /&gt;hmm. it's another saturdae nite with sad songs that bring memories.. gd nite pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tml will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115479273835887096?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115479273835887096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115479273835887096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115479273835887096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115479273835887096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/08/wootz.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115391841556928162</id><published>2006-07-26T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T20:53:36.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yoyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a tired day.&lt;br /&gt;went to school.&lt;br /&gt;meet up with felicia kitty june.&lt;br /&gt;had a nice day.&lt;br /&gt;long time since we met each other.&lt;br /&gt;went home.&lt;br /&gt;watch tv.&lt;br /&gt;blog.&lt;br /&gt;tadah~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care blythe.. bon voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;omgimsuchanasshole&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115391841556928162?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115391841556928162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115391841556928162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115391841556928162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115391841556928162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yoyo.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115374846784749078</id><published>2006-07-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T21:41:08.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS LYRICS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Move Along"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Go ahead as you waste your days with thinking. When you fall everyone stands. Another day and you've had your fill of sinking . With the life held in yourHands are shaking cold. These hands are meant to hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong. Move along, move along like I know you do. And even when your hope is gone. Move along, move along just to make it through. Move along Move along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So a day when you've lost yourself completely. Could be a night when your life ends. Such a heart that will lead you to deceiving. All the pain held in your. Hands are shaking cold. Your hands are mine to hold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Speak to me, when all you got to keep is strong. Move along, move along like I know you do. And even when your hope is gone. Move along, move along just to make it through. Move along Move along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When everything is wrong, we move along. (Go on, go on, go on, go on). When everything is wrong, we move along. Along, along, along&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When all you got to keep is strong. Move along, move along like I know you do. And even when your hope is gone. Move along, move along just to make it through[x3]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;(Go on, go on, go on, go on). Right back what is wrong. We move along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115374846784749078?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115374846784749078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115374846784749078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115374846784749078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115374846784749078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/all-american-rejects-lyricsmove-along.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115366031363716722</id><published>2006-07-23T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:11:54.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;L&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;heh, eyes feelin so tired. i changed a new monitor, it's so bright. hao bu xi guan.. make my eyes tear. eh. todae went bukit timah wif lip n jonathan to pool factor. yeah. no one theres, just a quiet lonely hangout on a hot sunday. seldom met up to play pool with everyone nowadays. everyone is just so busy, or maybe there are other reasons? i don't noe. once in a while, it's always nice to have some buds to hangout at some lame places for chats or drinks.&lt;br /&gt;i read this article todae tellin pros n cons of technology. i feel that drifting is e best example. hm. yeah. technology indeed bring us nearer to each other in e sense tat we communicate easier. however as it is pullin us nearer, it's oso pushing us further away. everyone is livin in e world of technology. E-commerce, E-business, E-gaming and digital voice. face to face chat has gradually turn in to webcams, letters in e past has turned in to emails n sms. how cool? lol. i dunno. just imagine, 50 years down, maybe no more coffee bean or starbucks. everyone is enjoying their mocha in front of their screen. no more shopping malls, cuz there are e-shops online. maybe by then, humans have already adapt their feets n hands with e environment, just like how humans evolved from apes. The revolution in 50 years time, humans wif shorts legs n maybe 20 fingers? lol. how true? I'm not trying to be against IT cuz i study IT anyway. but my point here is pple nowadays are getting smarter n smarter, things could fly in just a snap of fingers. Technology gd or bad? i dun noe. pple might think that my thoughts are childish n rubbish. but, just recap, who thought that pple could actually travel up to e moon? who actually thought that boeing 747 can take us around e world? anyone? it's not unrealistic, in fact it is.. just that, it's up to u to believe it, or not?&lt;br /&gt;wootz.. so lei le.. hao lar.. go rest my eyes le..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115366031363716722?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115366031363716722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115366031363716722' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115366031363716722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115366031363716722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hello-heh-eyes-feelin-so-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115344391784439169</id><published>2006-07-21T08:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T09:05:18.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mornin pple. hmm. just woke up not long ago. decided not to go school for todae. so tired n sian.. hmm. doin nth for e past few days.. exam is coming.. hmm. must study le.. anyone free todae? ask me out =X lol&lt;br /&gt;feelin quite vexed recently, i also dunno why.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ijustwanttoscream&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;life's goes on even tho i dun like it, fuck it.. everything is so fuck fuck fuck. i wanna escape for holidaes... everything is pushin me to a corner. to a point no one can be trusted anymore, u no longer feel confident in urself too.. sigh. what's wrong?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115344391784439169?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115344391784439169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115344391784439169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115344391784439169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115344391784439169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/mornin-pple.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115322590828096525</id><published>2006-07-18T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:31:59.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wootz. 3 days no blog le.. hmm. sunday went to rj's birthdae celebration at marina bay steamboat. lol. nice one actually. quite long nv meet up with DBIT 1B/22. kinda miss them actually. as usual, yiquan tat gang is damn funny again. their jokes realli funny n lame.. sigh. our new class damn bo liao lor. no one tell jokes. just like south korea n north korea. duh~~&lt;br /&gt;hmm. very full now. oh yeah. parents back from genting le. tmd. wanna use phone oso cannot. come back jiu use phone.. =.=&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah..my zhu ask me to sae i yuan wang her.. cuz tat dae i mistook her lor.. yeah. she force me to say :" she cares for me" LOL..&lt;br /&gt;take care blythe..dun fall sick&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115322590828096525?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115322590828096525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115322590828096525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115322590828096525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115322590828096525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wootz_18.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115301563462109119</id><published>2006-07-16T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:07:15.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yeah. just woke up. hmm. ytd just came back from J.B. great trip. msia is always fun w/o parents. well, tis time go in still got drivers, make e trip easier. go there jiu shi eat, drink, eat,drink and PLAY!!!!! lol.. guo ying. hmm.. my parents went genting le.. great. why didn't my sister go oso? haiz.. den can home alone. no one fan me.. well, i can say tis trip to msia is 4 stars out of 5. msia de proton kancil so many, like ants, easily crush. abit bang nia, e tail-light crack. sbl. actually msia pple are more friendly oso i noticed. not on road la. as in, in restaurants or eating places. sooooo envy of them can drive so early, fcuk singapore system, must learn so much things, like got use litdat. everydae oso so many accidents, wanna earn more money from us den say la.. wait 2 or 3 more generation, u see pple will support PAP ma. PAP hong kan la!!!&lt;br /&gt;well, i'm quite disappointed with something i heard, friends must be litdat ma? losing trusts, haiz... hope it isn't true...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd morning!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115301563462109119?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115301563462109119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115301563462109119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115301563462109119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115301563462109119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115280154381498008</id><published>2006-07-13T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T22:39:04.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm.. dun feel like talkin tonite.. si yd hai me lose $. tempt me. hmm.. just kinda fall in love wif this blog song by ekin. hmm. a song in young n dangerous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;am i too sensitive or what??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115280154381498008?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115280154381498008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115280154381498008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115280154381498008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115280154381498008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmm_13.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115270533826059455</id><published>2006-07-12T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T19:55:38.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. 7 plus nw. i'm feelin so tired n lonely. i was watchin tv in e living room, my parents n sister are watching e same programme in e room. hm. i'm used to it.. todae mum start to scold me liao, say waste electricity.  fine. wateva. i just dun like to squeeze in 1 room n watch. i noe when i was young, we always do tat. but now, i just dun haf e feelings. so i came in to my room. everyone's so busy, no one to chat with me. zhu say wanna call me when she reach home, so long le still no call. oh yeah. i saw blythe's tag. she say be contented with what i haf..i tot about it for quite a while.. hmm. impossible, cuz human's nature is never satisfy with what they have. this is not e life i wan, unless i get it, i'm not goin to stop. true enuff, if we be contented with what we have n what we are, it makes life easier. but just think, if everyone is litdat, do u think all of u will be reading my blog online now? air con? computer? and worse, we wun even met n become friends.thus, we haf to thanks those 'greedy' pple for givin us a chance to become friends. so sometimes, human's greed does not always lead to his/her downfall. fcuk right? life is always litdat. fucking contradicting. sigh. counsel me someone....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115270533826059455?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115270533826059455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115270533826059455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115270533826059455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115270533826059455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115261595458850510</id><published>2006-07-11T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T19:05:55.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fcuked up. just quarrel wif my parents over a coin e washing machine. sigh. dun wish to mention it anymore. hmm. well, surprisely todae after tis argument. i apologised *roll eyes*. yah. cuz i noe " all these are for my own good" it always struck me why message is so hard to get transmitted thru face to face. i set down n tot. i got e answer, cuz message thru sms, emails are all dead. we r alive, when we speak, we speak with feelings, emotions. not bad huh? here comes e contradictin part, conflicts are always started like tis.. sigh~&lt;br /&gt;i can't find any one to share wif me my tots. so i tot of bloggin. maybe words can spread across everyone's mind easier n faster. i read her entries, she is happy with her life now. i'm glad. life is such a big lie. it brings u hope n push u down e cliff, givin u fear, sadness as u fall. it isn't e way pple wan. Money is e root of all evil, how true n how false.. life is forever so contradictin.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. how great it would be if we cannot grow up. stay as babies. or even better, not born in tis earth.. god created humans, humans destroy earth, earth destroy humans, god is gone. wootz.. a life cycle..&lt;br /&gt;i noe i got no rights in interfering others' lifes, but i just wanna let all of u, i care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115261595458850510?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115261595458850510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115261595458850510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115261595458850510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115261595458850510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/fcuked-up.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115241618970791206</id><published>2006-07-09T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T11:40:10.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wootz.. germany won. gratz to lip n ly. lol. i was on e same side as them all along until ytd nite i walk past sg pools. dunno y suddenly go buy portugal win. -.- arghhhh. germany deserve to win. they were on form last nite. actually wanted to go lip hse n watch. budden e weather was killin me.. even early morning 6+ i off e air con, i sweat.. piang. fucking weather. can at least rain abit.&lt;br /&gt;todae my zhu go sentosa for dance. lol. jia you!!!! tonite, world cup's final.. shld i watch? hmm.. still considering.. haiyo..lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;blythe's blog song brought back tons of memories.. jay's song is forever so refreshing, so meaningful. memories are meant to be kept at e back of our mind. nope, not goin to think abt it.. i'm learning to look forward, care for e pple around me. they are my treasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;a person's change is to adapt to e environment, not because of the treasures in the air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115241618970791206?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115241618970791206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115241618970791206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115241618970791206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115241618970791206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wootz_09.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115226311673919671</id><published>2006-07-07T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T17:05:17.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wootz. haven been bloggin for a few days. hm. seemly too tired n busy.. well, nice days i had. tho tired, but simply entertaining. todae jeremy n me acc lip n yd go bbdc. another fun-licious trip. btw, todae we went westmall for lunch. we met tat fucking gay kero!!! lol. i spotted him first, den as we walk near him. i assure it was him, so i turn n told jeremy abt it. i guess tat gay heard that. den lip keep staring at him.. lol. cb lip. tat gay keep turning his head away. fucking gay. he was wif all girls.. yeah. all girls. cuz he is suppose to be a girl too.. poor colin.. world cup final approaching. whu will win.. tell me.. i can't hear!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115226311673919671?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115226311673919671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115226311673919671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115226311673919671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115226311673919671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wootz.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115193569331062961</id><published>2006-07-03T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T22:08:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. a tirin day indeed. rushing out my sapd project. thx bros for ur help.&lt;br /&gt;well. it isn't a smooth day.. thoughts just ponder in my mind. life has been movin on just like a sleeping volcano. u will nv noe when it is goin to erupt. things have drift from e way they are suppose to be, they haf lost their meaning, their sense of direction. we r sitting on them, letting it drift us apart. smth has to been done to it. but up to now, no one has done it. i'm waitin. waitin.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really afraid e day i feared is comin towards us nearer n nearer.&lt;br /&gt;my roots in my house are breakin free from e earth, not cuz it matures. but cuz e sun,air n water no longer understand him. my roots are pullin me apart, to a place i dun wanna be. whu can be my support n listen to me? e trunk is gone, so am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nitez pple..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115193569331062961?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115193569331062961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115193569331062961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115193569331062961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115193569331062961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hm_03.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115176972776164144</id><published>2006-07-01T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:02:08.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. 2 days nv blog le.. hmm. kinda busy these 2 days ba.. busy wif soccer, work n school. school was terrible, i force myself to wake up early in e morning wif both eyes half open. it's real terror. now portugal vs england, half time. actually wanna bet, budden after some thoughts n consideration no bet. haiz. i dun wanna be lip litdat. LOL. well, todae blythe sae it's funny to see us cheering or cursing over e match even tho we bet a little nia. lol. well. after some tots, maybe we r easily contented ba? well. it makes our life simple n happy. tt's e life we r after ba.. well, hey all brothers readin my blog right now, just wanan tell u all, u all r great stuff!! if there is such thing as next life, i still wan u all back. i promise *punch*&lt;br /&gt;take care all my friends. may all readers haf a nice daes. well. feelin glad that there are new faces at my tagboard. welcome n take care..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to watch world cup.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115176972776164144?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115176972776164144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115176972776164144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115176972776164144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115176972776164144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/07/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115150980393548424</id><published>2006-06-28T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T23:50:14.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wooo~ playboy</title><content type='html'>nth to say.. just wanna show off my playboy pic.  budden too big. cannot upload. so sian.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;off to phone..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115150980393548424?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115150980393548424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115150980393548424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115150980393548424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115150980393548424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wooo-playboy.html' title='wooo~ playboy'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115143379166203578</id><published>2006-06-28T02:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T02:43:11.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmm. it's now 2.31am. just came home from soccer n supper. watched brazil vs ghana at bb mac wif blythe, ly, jy n lip. hm. as usual brazil was on top form. 3 balls in e net sending ghanians packin their bag n munching bread(&lt;--- jy said de) as they walk back from berlin to ghana. rofl.&lt;br /&gt;hm. bb mac was full. kinda get hotter n hotter as e crowds came. lip was on winning streak. lucky boy. "pla-ta" at bukit timah was nice. surprisingly e place wasn't hot. although midnite, e place is still pack of hungry mouths. on e journey back, i tot of us(friends), i realli enjoyed every moment we spent together. but can tis go on n on? will we be still so close 10 yrs down e road? will be still be yelling vulgarities together at e tv screen cuz e player dunno how to kick? will we be meetin up very nite? alot alot.. i hope so.. life feels gd when u haf companions. how gd if we can pause time n nv grow up. lol. gd nite pple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i love u, zhu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115143379166203578?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115143379166203578/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>regrets</title><content type='html'>hm. it's kinda smoky nite. below my flat got a family burning hell notes.. e smoke kind of irritated my eyes. i'm typing wif an eye open. tots of sin whirl in my mind. tellin me bad omen. it's like watching a chicken slaughter helplessly. i regret for coming out for i see sin. stabbing my heart wif e air. a moment of anxiety, spelt e word bloodshed. i'm crossin my fingers for e rain to wash those blood. god bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nite&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115125075411061812?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115125075411061812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115125075411061812' title='0 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wake up liao arbo later my mother goin to nag nag nag nag.. and endless nag. well ytd was great, although, we did nth much, budden e feeling wif old friends was just superb. no matter hw many times we said e jokes, it was still funny. times flies, pple change. but our friendship is always there solid n unmovable. =D argh. ytd nite was real terror, it was so hot, i had a lot of drinks.. once i came down from 913 i began to vomit. nth came out. all water.. lol.. great!!! feelin bettter. bathe n stuck on e bed.. early morning online jiu see blythe online. *thumbs up* u are almost godlike, no need to slp. omg. i can't stand it. *yawn* hm.. tis few daes been neglecting zhu, sry. tml k? i promise.&lt;br /&gt;ehh, heerree nott teckk whhyye hoor.. lol.. take care pple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115112104268243880?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115098635298973590</id><published>2006-06-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:25:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just tired.</title><content type='html'>hm. i'm tired. every single thing.. so god damn tired.. just wanna share wif u all smth meaningful i read on papers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never test the depth of water with both feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if u lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never ask a barber if he thinks you need a haircut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and e most meaningful one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To e world, you might be one person, but to one person, you might be the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gd nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115098635298973590?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115098635298973590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115098635298973590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115098635298973590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115098635298973590'/><link 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truth, you don't have to remember anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if u lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never ask a barber if he thinks you need a haircut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and e most meaningful one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To e world, you might be one person, but to one person, you might be the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gd nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115098619863528925?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115098619863528925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115098619863528925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115098619863528925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115098619863528925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/just-tired_22.html' title='just tired.'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115098616025835649</id><published>2006-06-22T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T22:22:47.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just tired.</title><content type='html'>hm. i'm tired. every single thing.. so god damn tired.. just wanna share wif u all smth meaningful i read on papers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never test the depth of water with both feet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you think nobody cares if you're alive, try missing a couple of car payments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you tell the truth, you don't have to remember anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if u lend someone $20 and never see that person again, it was probably worth it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;never ask a barber if he thinks you need a haircut.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;and e most meaningful one:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;To e world, you might be one person, but to one person, you might be the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;*wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;gd nite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115080067093396495</id><published>2006-06-20T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T18:51:11.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confusitua-tion</title><content type='html'>aww. borin dae. stay at home for e whole dae le.. later goin out wif lip n pyh for billard. pyh ask me need to ask others ma. i sae no. u might wonder why? i told him, if they wanna go out, they will call us de.. no need to call them, cuz even if they come, they will be late.. so wat for ask for trouble? i mean u pple see le might feel unhappy. but, haf u ever tot of it? i mean, it's fine to be late occasionally. budden late almost everytime? n pple can come in late w/o an apology, thinking it's totally ok to let pple wait for them. no matter how close a relationship is, i feel tat e respect for each other is e key to route of everlasting friendship or relationship. i just feel tat this cycle is too selfish. so friends, i realli hope if next time if u all will be late to meet families or friends etc. pls tell them in advanced. e feeling to wait for pple isn't nice. i assure u. if we dun haf tis habit, hw are we goin to adapt to e workin environment when we step in? mutual trust, is what we share. mutual concern is what we give. if onli pple look more into everything, we wun be living in such a clinche earth. saddening but truth.&lt;br /&gt;what we see might not be what we see. i hope pple reading tis entry wun be ending wif anger or complaints but nods of head.&lt;br /&gt;take care my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115080067093396495?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115080067093396495/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115071744641513681</id><published>2006-06-19T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T19:44:06.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawn</title><content type='html'>hey pple. feelin so tired rite now.. oh yeah. I PASSED!!!! lol. hm finally.. so tired tis few days i oso dunno y. stupid korea. kick in 1 more ball like will die, eat so much kimchi dunno for what. fuckin koreans. ask da chang jing go kick football lar. ok ok. enuff of that.&lt;br /&gt;watch slitters wif lip n zhu todae. it's gross. watch quite alot of movie recently.. -.- sian&lt;br /&gt;slitters M-18 budden nth to see de.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;everydae laze around. arghh.common test coming~~~ how how...&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. can someone tell me some lame jokes pls?? k-o-o  yi ma?&lt;br /&gt;lol. cya pple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115071744641513681?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115071744641513681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115071744641513681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115071744641513681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115071744641513681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/yawn.html' title='*yawn'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115055131405587205</id><published>2006-06-17T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T21:35:15.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!@#$%^</title><content type='html'>hmm.. just came home. now talkin on phone wif zhu.. todae went to watch silent hill wif jy n lip. argh, it sux. yes.. S-U-C-K. hmm. heard some stories from blythe. i hope it's just pure imagnation.. nth else. yeah. blythe da jie, dun worry, u'll be fine. concentrate on ur world cup betting ba.. lol&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. actually plan to go swimming, budden last minute so many pple not free. ly sister weddin dnner, yyh go back msia, cy cannot be contact, pyh at grandma hse and jy no bring trunks out. hm. nvm. next week lo.. recallin back maple, it indeed broaden my circle of friends. w/o maple, i wun meet celeste, and blythe da jie n my zhu etc. lol. fasincating huh? but of cuz dispute do happen when playing, but overall we gain more than what we lost rite.. blythe more of our nanny den da jie..LOL. blythe e babysister. =X&lt;br /&gt;eh. i change my blog song to alex tu's song. wow. zhu sae:" i do." when i play e song to her. go figure out tis song title u all. =)&lt;br /&gt;may all my brothers n blythe da jie to haf happiness always. *butterflies in stomach*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gd nitez pple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115055131405587205?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115055131405587205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115055131405587205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115055131405587205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115055131405587205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-post.html' title='!@#$%^'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115052314913717411</id><published>2006-06-17T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T13:45:49.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recaps of fond memories~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. i was lookin thru these screenshots. i posted a few memorable de.. hee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/1600/Maple0019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/400/Maple0019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; hmm.. my weather.. ask blythe to sell us her bs. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/1600/Maple0013..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/400/Maple0013..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; lol. screenshot taken wif blythe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/1600/Maple0000..jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6408/896/400/Maple0000..jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. tis pic is taken when we r 'young'&lt;br /&gt;RSGL.INC&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115052314913717411?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115052314913717411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115052314913717411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115052314913717411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115052314913717411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/recaps-of-fond-memories.html' title='recaps of fond memories~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115048318907841020</id><published>2006-06-17T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T02:39:49.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>restless nite</title><content type='html'>hmm. it alr 2am plus in e morning. i can't sleep even tho i'm tired. well, i noe it sounds weird. budden it is e way. just finish watching channel 8 movie, nt bad la. just now went quite alot of places. blythe da jie brought us to some weird weird place to haf dinner. actually e food isn't tat bad lar. just tat maybe e spices smell too strong ba. shisha, ok lor.. actually i like e ambience there. just tat if e music is more romantic abit den better.. den went pass tat chicken street. steady.. all old chicken.. sian diao. after that went lim chu kang -.- yeah. cemetry. kaoz. so freaky dark.. shou bu liao.. da jie piao yi so fast at turns.. poor yyh.. SERVE U RITE. lol..&lt;br /&gt;wish to get my hands on my driving license asap. god save me..  heart-pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;pls, dun come near me. i'll fall.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115048318907841020?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115048318907841020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115048318907841020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115048318907841020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115048318907841020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/restless-nite.html' title='restless nite'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115037406838915167</id><published>2006-06-15T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T20:21:08.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressurized</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;it's just so tough. i can't breathe.. everything isn't rite. i noe i shldn't fail, but i fail. tis isn't e way i wan. it's onli simple questions, i can't answer. shivering hands. shattered heart. things aren't e way they are supposed to be. guess i'm e world most dumb dumb person. even a grandma can do better than me 0.O &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;projects drivin me nuts, i noe i got no one to blame. all cuz of my laziness. but... haiz. i miss those words.. e promises were once again proven meant to be broken. if onli human invented a brain-washer then can only that away e dark hole of my mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e onli support i haf is my exhausted soul, dying of thirst one dae... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115037406838915167?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115037406838915167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115037406838915167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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chemistry n e-maths. hmm. e-maths hai hao lar.. chemistry jiu abit jia lat. budden at least i tried. i din give up =D and i noe LY now surely laughing at me de. oi ben de, u dun laugh so much, ur O lvl e-math same grade as me hor. stupid.. u from A1 de drop to B3, me from E8 de push to B3.. dun laugh so much.&lt;br /&gt;later in e nite, met up wif brothers n blythe.. wow, she admit she is ben long yun.. hm. ben ling yuet sounds weird weird. i prefer ben longyun.. well. this 2 enjoyin ben-ing each other.. hmm.. watched world cup at yyh hse. fucking france n swiss, all they need is to score 1 goal each n i win money.. but they fucking stupid.. lip sae his grandma can kick better than them.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;lip de jokes tok-kong.. ar. so sian. later goin to sapd liao. haiz.. css stylesheet n javascript is drivin me nuts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;joke of e dae:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Blythe: yyh, how come ur shirt got print your name?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;YYH: my mother sae shirt print my name den wun lost..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;--------------------end------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115025485880965446?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115025485880965446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115025485880965446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115025485880965446'/><link rel='self' 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pronounce it as clear as they can yet disqualify. well. maybe guan yin ma is stronger than allah. lol. *jus kiddin* hmm.. style? not my type ba..&lt;br /&gt;feelin damn hungry now.. lol.&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt; blythe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;finally got e meaning of bly..haha. cool huh. suits u.. *bleah*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;todae went gelare sit down rot.. hmm.. some fond memories whirl in my mind. well. it's over. *pwoof* it's gone. lalalala.&lt;br /&gt;USA vs czech republic. hope USA will win.. den i got abit of spare money. hmmm.. c'mon, USA kick their ass hard..&lt;br /&gt;todae n tml oso wif zhu =D see, i so good leh.. hmm.. kinda sleepy rite now.. dunno what to blog oso. ok. let me ask u all an IQ question ba.. there are 4 criminals dying liao. den e judge gives them each a chance to survive. they must guess the color of e hat they are wearing.. no, they can't speak or turn up n see.. they are sitting litdat --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A IIII B C D. The IIII is a hard wall. cannot see thru de.. then A face e wall alone. A cannot see B C D. hm. B C D face e wall in a straight file, juz like queueing up. meaning B cannot see C, budden C can see B ,and D can see both C n B. they noe that there are 4 hats. 2 black n 2 white. A n B wear black, C n D wear white. here's e question: whu will noe e color of their hat? heex. post ur answer n reason in tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;nitez pple&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115012916458068888?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115012916458068888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115012916458068888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115012916458068888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115012916458068888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-so.html' title='so so'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115004631614368328</id><published>2006-06-12T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:18:36.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*yawnz*</title><content type='html'>hmm.. hao lei hao lei wor.. now alr 1.05am le. just finish a game of dotA. always lose de. tmd&lt;br /&gt;tml haf to go bbdc again. haiz. so sian.. meaning tml haf to wake up early.. arghh.. bloggin isn't gay, &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;long&lt;/u&gt;yun&lt;/b&gt;. it's jus a diary. u no lifer. next time u wanan recall back ur past u oso cannot. see u envy pple ma. no will one laugh at u for creatin a blog.. stop hidin in ur shell, c'mon. e whole world is bloggin. u blur cock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;oh yeah. just now got quite alot of friends kena tat new msn *virus*. ohhh. it will tells u tat click on tis link *bla bla bla* to see your pictures on myspace.. well. dun click it. or else u will regret. cuz it will auto send messages to all ur contact. floodin ur buffer. den hang ur pc. just in case anyone will did tat alr, tell me hw to cure it ok? so i can post it here n teach pple..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22 june, shiyang comin back le.. hee. *welcome* eh. dun 4get to invite us to ur hse to watch world cup.. lalalala. i oso dunno what to sae le. just feelin so god damn tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; oh yeah. blythe, ur students chio? i think lip might wan. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;zhu, i'll try my best to make time for ya k? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;gd nitez pple. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115004631614368328?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115004631614368328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115004631614368328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115004631614368328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115004631614368328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/yawnz.html' title='*yawnz*'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-115000500418350660</id><published>2006-06-11T13:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T13:50:04.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sundae~</title><content type='html'>eh. it's another sundae. went temple early tis morning. den went queenstown eat chickren rice. nice. hmm.. now at home zuo boh.. alot of hwk to be done. i now left 2.. which kind souls can send me their work to copy *prayin*&lt;br /&gt;i'm feelin bad. i'm in e dark.. but maybe it's fate? times changed. B change alot.&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. pple out there no need to guess whu B is. cuz u all dunno de. *shake fingers* not blythe. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalalala~ e-learning week. omg.. it's goin to rain.. rain rain go away, come again n another day.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-115000500418350660?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/115000500418350660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=115000500418350660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115000500418350660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/115000500418350660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/boring-sundae.html' title='boring sundae~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-114991925281993565</id><published>2006-06-10T13:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T14:01:54.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>afternoon pple~</title><content type='html'>hmm.. it's a saturdae afternoon. woke up tis morning to find e house surprisely empty. i tot we were suppose to go temple. weird. anyway i logon to BB got a small surprise. my VDG assigment was due ytd. LOL. so i rush out n submit. hopefully rachel will accept. *praying*&lt;br /&gt;last nite world cup was so kayu. stupid ref. 2 xs offside lor.. stupid sia. yeah. sure his big name is goin to appear on e press todae.. it's raining now.. *di da di da* forgive me. i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAE ERICKO. lol. finally 18 le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit moody as usual, always feel tat way when i'm at home.. hao lei wor...&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. let u all see my new playboy bling bling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img129.imageshack.us/my.php?image=playboy0gl.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at &lt;a href=" src="http://img129.imageshack.us/img129/8868/playboy0gl.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;www.ImageShack.us&lt;/a&gt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chio ma~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm.. below is a pic of a moth outside my house for 4 days liao.. nv die wor..&lt;br /&gt;size of my 2 palms together. it's huge.. 0.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img129.imageshack.us/my.php?image=moth7nf.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting at &lt;a href=" src="http://img129.imageshack.us/img129/5936/moth7nf.th.jpg" border="0" /&gt;www.ImageShack.us&lt;/a&gt;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. cya guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-114991925281993565?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/114991925281993565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=114991925281993565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114991925281993565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114991925281993565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/afternoon-pple.html' title='afternoon pple~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-114986653465617169</id><published>2006-06-09T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T23:22:14.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-back</title><content type='html'>hmm. i'm back. world cup is starting in another 35min. but i got no mood.. dun ask y. just no mood. haiz. it feels so bad to be ignored n misunderstood. words can't xpress what i'm goin thru now.. talkin to zhu on e phone now.. she's my support.. thx her for always being wif me.. in 45min times is eric de birthdae. happy birthdae bro~&lt;br /&gt;haven completed much of e-learnin hwk.. how dead can i be? very. lol&lt;br /&gt;so sian n tired..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-114986653465617169?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/114986653465617169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=114986653465617169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114986653465617169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114986653465617169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/back.html' title='-back'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-114986022983136352</id><published>2006-06-09T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:37:09.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wootz~</title><content type='html'>wootz~ my blog is up again.. hmm.. all e below entries are all history. dun read them. cuz it is so so god damn old... hmm.. goin out soon. pple. leave ur comments at e tag board. thanks alot. i will blog when i come back home later.. =D&lt;br /&gt;cya pple~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-114986022983136352?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/114986022983136352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=114986022983136352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114986022983136352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114986022983136352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/wootz.html' title='wootz~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-114985958618062086</id><published>2006-06-09T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T21:26:26.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testin~</title><content type='html'>testin~ woohoo 1 2 3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-114985958618062086?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/114985958618062086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=114985958618062086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114985958618062086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/114985958618062086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2006/06/testin.html' title='testin~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111884274995492276</id><published>2005-06-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:39:09.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun filled day</title><content type='html'>hm. tis morning wake up. raining. nice. cool weather.. went school just for a 2 hr lesson. MOB lesson. then after tat went to kranji to meet sq they all for zoo. yeah. took a cab there. omg. i still got student price de sia? lol 7 bucks nia.. hm.. yeah. after buying the tickets, went kfc to makan. oh ya. i forgot to sae whu went, hm. shiqian, jeff, thomas, yenhwee, longyun n me.. yeah. so we went in to the zoo after lunch. it is fun lar. go inside the rhino effing sia. kaoz. it is realli effing. i record the whole thing down. wanna see then come find me. i show u all.. long dick.. sbl. nice experience, i mean we dun get to see this in real life lor. veri seldom. yeah so we walked ard the zoo.. haha. went to the reptile garden inside. gosh i suddenly rmb i carve on one of the tree there when i went wif preet. i carved 'john &lt;3 preet'. so i went to find tat tree. kaoz. the carving was actually still there sia. omg.. can;t believe it.. heex. hm. went to the children's world. oh man, it stinks. budden shiqian wanna see her family. obviously, pigs!!! lol. walk ard the children world. i feed an ass wif leaves. *ass- donkey. hm. after tat went for feeding shows. crocs, monkey n still got wat. 4get le. oh yeah. we went inside the rest area. cool, air conditioned. haha. dunno y everione like walk past us, budden dun dare to go in. are we scary??? haha. hm. the stupid vending machine cheated me n thomas money. damn it. oh yeah. the stupid polar bear. tat time i go i keep seeing it walk rounds n rounds, todae i went it was still walking rounds n rounds. i begin to wonder. is it battery operated? haha. shiqian said it is programmed de.. LAME~ yeah. so went out of the zoo ard 10 mins b4 6. sat down at kfc rest. drink. smoke. then took cab home le.. heex. wat a nice dae. looking forward to the next outing yeah. pulau ubin.. we rawkz todae. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111884274995492276?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111884274995492276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111884274995492276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111884274995492276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111884274995492276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/fun-filled-day.html' title='fun filled day'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111876209109707249</id><published>2005-06-14T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T23:14:51.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>not a beri gd dae either. hm. in school sian. then somemore quarrel wif someone. but i ren. suan le. lesson oso veri borin. keep slpin in class. i didn;t learn a single thing todae. hm. i mean, those taught, i alr knew lor. so when i came back home. ly ask mi go watch movie. ok, so i went. obviously, it is mr n mrs smith, hw can u get tickets just b4 15 min the movie start. ok. fine. i got nth to sae. cuz i wasn;t early too. so we went to play cs. yeah. cs. obvious COUNTER right? end up halfway friendly fire. hm. i mean mi n thomas were pissed in the first place. it;s tat when we tell them so mani times, they still heck care. obviously when i kick them, i'm veri pissed le. they still join back n friendly fire again. it is not once or twice. it's many times. so thomas decided to create a new game n put our own password. so we enjoy it much better. oh yeah. then halfway, lip came n kb me. hey. like wtf? my fault? yeah so wat if we did play friendly fire last time. but tis time i already flood the chat n warn u all, did u all heed the advice. i dun wanna waste money k? and pls, i am not the server ok. u tell me for wat? fuking pissed off.  ok. suan le. i ren oso. u got temper, i got temper too. i jus dun wana quarrel over a game. kaoz. whu understands? and now all the blame is push to me. fine. tml goin to zoo. i oso no mood le. i rather stay at home n watch tv than goin out n get scolded. fuk fuk fuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm fcuking special pissed off =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111876209109707249?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111876209109707249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111876209109707249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111876209109707249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111876209109707249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/not-beri-gd-dae-either.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111865351299412421</id><published>2005-06-13T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T17:05:13.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>hm. tired dae.. perhaps of ytd ba. after work still go swimming. hm. nvm. bros are impt. i guess it has gone le. my focus now is wif friends. haha. gd? i guess.. oh yeah. ytd at work, yp came find me at ntuc. haha. shocked to see her. then went to makan wif her lor. now realli no mood to work le lar. everithing is so tiring nowadays. i dun feel gd in school either todae. perhaps, in school i dun tok to friends tat much? i mean i dun share common topic wif them. in school smoke oso alone smoke. not like secondary school, got ly,pyh and ALLOY..lol.. our gd buddy..oh yeah. miss those daes. hidin in a cubicle to smoke. lame. in the end oso same. come out toilet, whole shirt all smell of smoke..haha. dumb ass us.. each of us haf our lame life now. budden rsgl is fun. miss those days.. tired~&lt;br /&gt;waitin for virginia to send me the pic.. quick quick.. upload faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special tired =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111865351299412421?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111865351299412421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111865351299412421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111865351299412421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111865351299412421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111850765694448925</id><published>2005-06-12T00:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-12T00:34:16.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wonderful~</title><content type='html'>hehex. wat a fun filled dae. this morning went to work. si lip n ly halfway come find mi take 5. tmd. lol. tok wif yongfa abt sex. haha. omg. wat are we doin. after work, change, bathe. chat wif xueping awhile then went out le. meet sq. for dinner. went to sakae sushi to makan. yeah. lame jokes. lobster salad no need money sia. we were so tempted to order. then shiqian finally picked up the courage n ask them, why is lobster salad free. then they sae. " cuz we dun haf it here" LOL. wtf. shiqian shame shame wor.. yeah, halfway she sms ask mi whether i at pool or not. tmd, cuz she wanna go pool, budden she dun wanna see me.. like wtf? u own k pool ar? reply a few sms then i dl, dun wanna reply le. knn, if u realli dun wanna see me or wat? shift hse lar. yeah i noe wat u wanna sae? for wat? just becuz of me? yeah, tt's rite. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;enuff of tat. met tl, lip, ly.pyh n yyh for pool and lan. haha. lan was fun sia. friendly fire. see whu is the last survivor. hm. went to coffee shop for some drinks n cigarettes. wtf? virginia slim? damn long lar. first time try. Zzz. hm. then went to our lao di fang to play woodlands survivor. todae's theme was " healthy lifestyle" prepare urself for ns n truancy. hm..just reach home.. tired. abit feverish le. hm. hao lar. i go pei my "eye candy" chat le..LOL.. gd nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: yp, cheer up. i dun wanna u to be litdat. i wan u to slp more..LOL. u shld get wat i mean. tc&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111850765694448925?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111850765694448925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111850765694448925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111850765694448925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111850765694448925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/wonderful.html' title='wonderful~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111839512104182322</id><published>2005-06-10T17:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T17:18:41.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed..</title><content type='html'>todae lesson's ok lar. learn to draw in IDEA. yar. draw lines. haha. fun. hm. MOB, hai hao. slp onli. hm. java is fun. slack sia. todae do the so called quiz. easy lar.. i tot hw hard it can ba. hm. during java lesson, i surt the net. i saw someone deleted smth from my acc. omg. i was pissed sia. kaoz. it is MY acc u noe? even if u r veri close to me. somehw u oso must tell me b4 u wanna delete right. and so wat if it is ur business or watever? u noe basic respect? u dun even noe wat is happening ard me or wat, dun try to be a smart alec can? it might not be impt to u. but to me. it has sentimental values. i;m not heartless like u ok? y dun u just dun care abt me? can? tis isn;t the first time. i hate it. u noe i HATE it. fuck sia.. i told sq abt it. yeah. she was right, dun waste time or feeling angry abt someone like her. pissed off~ todae is a fridae, and i tot everithing would end well. godamit. FUCK FUCK FUCK. suan le. tonite i goin out to chiong le... yeah. i will end off wif a FUCK too. cb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm fucking special =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111839512104182322?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111839512104182322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111839512104182322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111839512104182322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111839512104182322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/pissed.html' title='pissed..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111831894582208061</id><published>2005-06-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T20:09:05.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>lalalalax. hm. fun dae. lessons were so lame. haha. didn;t even learn anithing. everione was enjoying. all lesson end so fast. sit n slp onli. tok cock. todae almost late for school. budden heng i found tat pc lab easily. stupid sia. everidae go school of business need to walk up the hill. tiring lar. todae was the first time? i tot those girls in my class face to face? yar. first time. haha. veri true. i tok to other class girls but not my class de.. haiyo. actually veri happy tml can go eve hse thon le. budden sian sia. change to next week. sad la.. kaoz.. then i dunno do wat gd le. haiz.. arghhhh.. nvm, next week goin to zoo le..yeah yeah~~ shiqian better ask mi go le. then in the end put mi aeroplane. mr zoo keeper, are u goin.lol. oh yeah. regarding tat girl i mentioned in my last post, u all dunno de lar. onli sq noe. shh. sq, we r quits now ok.. =pPp&lt;br /&gt;tml is a fridae. yeah..FRIDAE. mean chiong night. next time maybe go zouk wif allan they all ba. he sae devil's bar sux. zouk de chio bu more. yar. more willingly... lol. get wat i mean ma.. eh. waiting for jue dui superstar to show.. 15 more mins to go.. oh. hot dae. tml go town play ba. or saturdae nite. everidae in wdl sibei sian.. anione wanna go??&lt;br /&gt;cya~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;she is so sweet..heex.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111831894582208061?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111831894582208061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111831894582208061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111831894582208061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111831894582208061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/lalalalax.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111823913935313964</id><published>2005-06-08T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T21:58:59.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. wazzup guys. todae was fun.lol. school ended early. nice dae.. went back wif yongda. then we went to k pool.. not too bad. i won zh at least. not like tat stupid ly. zh leh, u oso can lose. kaoz. u got brain or not de.. bsl.. yarz. going to zoo wif shiqian.. duh~ dun be dumb lar. white tiger of cuz white de lar. or else call white tiger for wat lor Zzz. just now tat jue dui superstar was so funny. omg. i can;t stop laughing. i just think tat the handicapped de contestants did a wonderful job. got one guy always sing at cwp here de. he sing tat ou de yang de song veri nice. budden todae he nv sing tat song.. wo de yi ke xin, m0 m0~ yeah. chatted wif her. hm. relax ba. tat is the word tat describe. hm. fond memories, ah boy..lol.. using atm card to buy chocolate..LOL...... dumb..&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. tml goin to be a lazy dae. all borin lessons. sigh~.&lt;br /&gt;todae i had this weird feelings, i did not receive her sms. i was kinda worried. omg. am i fallin in.... lol. i dunno. but it feels gd..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111823913935313964?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111823913935313964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111823913935313964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111823913935313964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111823913935313964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hm_08.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111815299854881892</id><published>2005-06-07T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-07T22:03:18.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuck</title><content type='html'>hm. fucking boring dae. lessons were ok. as usual i was onli looking forward to the botak's lesson. tis morning went school wif evelyn, meet yanping on the way. haha. hockey? did i hear it wrongly. slp alot in class todae. veri tired n cold.. eh. i didn;t noe i had regular visitors. hehe. veri happy. tml is a short school dae. end school at 1pm. hm. do wat gd leh. aiya. management hwk still haven do wor. dun intend to do either. yar. i'm thinkin too much. sorry penny, for shouting at u in msn. i seldom use block letters. sorry.. oh. sq is great in piano sia. *clap clap*&lt;br /&gt;haiz. nth to blog oso. i just can't put things down fast enuff. i must learn tat. I MUST.&lt;br /&gt;bye friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111815299854881892?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111815299854881892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111815299854881892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111815299854881892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111815299854881892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/fuck.html' title='fuck'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111806600732868433</id><published>2005-06-06T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T21:53:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>tired dae. went to school feeling so sian. lol. i was onli looking forward to my Unix n window operating system..haha. so funny. the cher so cute. he asked for the reason y we buy pc for. most of them said games, work, surf net, then i sae PORN.lol..he wun mind. he speaks hokkien to us oso. i even asked him whr got more chio bu.haha. nice guy. hm. ly, lip n jy came to sp todae. went outside gate to meet them and smoke. then brought then to food court 6 to makan. todae is quite ok lar. sms wif virginia for almost a dae? hm. chatty girl, but nice. oh yeah. girl, u r sick le. take care. =) haha. beng chew ask mi whether i am interested in xue ping? omg? i dun even like noe her well. hhaha.. shiqian. smth happened huh&gt; hehex. wan mi to sae out ma.. another meal of jack's place huh. 2 meals altogether. hm. chat wif shiqian for 1 hr plus just nw. nth to do oso. so chat quite alot. ytd i did smth. i didn;t noe i was rite or not, sigh. i asked fel, she sort of agree oso ba. so no hopefully no regrets ba. tc pals.. school is goin to be fun tml.. yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111806600732868433?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111806600732868433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111806600732868433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111806600732868433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111806600732868433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hm_06.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111796789675167287</id><published>2005-06-05T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:38:16.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hmmm.. busy n tiring dae.. fuking work.. they all still deciding wanna go swim or not.. alrite.. i'm tired. so damn tired.lol. now irritating yanping..lol. pissing her off.. hm. tml school again. sigh~ java lesson tml. -_-" die le lar... oh yeah. todae is lip's birthdae. lol. he treat mi marlboro. bleah. ly, u dun haf.. go be ur xia deng ren lar. just read penny n cloud's blog. hey u two. wazzup~ copying mi ar? always think n think. yar. cloud, i agree wif u. we r dumb cuz we think too much. budden, i'm not goin to be dumb animore, so u shldn;t be dumb too. cuz. u r thinking way too far out. no matter wat.. we r always friends. peng you yi sheng yi qi zhou, na xie ri zi... lalalax. lol.. we r all special.. shiqian, whr is my jack's place lor. stupid. lost to mi n ly in hyper bishi bashi. oh. tat remind mi of someone whu is great in it. omg. i;m in love wif tat stupid game.. NFS undergrd 2 is dusty, waiting for me. yeah. let's go now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wat realli hurts me is tat i broke ur hear,baby u r a gd girl n i haf no right.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i thought..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111796789675167287?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111796789675167287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111796789675167287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111796789675167287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111796789675167287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hmmm.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111789622132490470</id><published>2005-06-04T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T22:43:41.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wazzup</title><content type='html'>hm.. just came home.. played bball wif friends they all at mcc.. fun. long time nv play bball le.. for months i guess.. sometimes i realli wonder, we guys realli haf a special bonding.. we were nv in the same class for most of us. budden, we suddenly just merged n form one gang of buddies. lol.. interesting. haha. brothers, yeah wazzup.. ytd after school virginia asked mi to bring her to admin block cuz she wanna appeal to sp, budden in the end, her friends' classes realeased early so they help her. then straight away went clementi. played pool wif yd, eve, penny n ly. hm. there quite cheap lar. budden abit chap. then we met yyh n jy, went to ntuc to buy food for steamboat. yar. bought not much lar. budden can filled up the stomach for 7 pple.. bought fishballs, veggies, beer, seafood n omfg, live crabs.. then went to penny hse le.. oh yeah. that pathetic penny was worried tat chairs n utensils wasn't enuff.. -_-" argh.. hot dae sia. yar. mi n penny fought whu to bathe first. in the end, she lar. hao lian lor. tok to her sis abt tat piece of dunno wat which evelyn "bribe" e artist to write de. so i ran. yeah. RAN. so. i won..LOL.. hm. stupid u.. bleah =PpP. then we prepare the food lor. cut all those meat, fish. and live crabs. omg. it was cruel. yeah. i killed them like little pussy.. cut abdomen, peirce their eyes.. penny even more cruel. eve oso.. haiz.. sad..haha. hm. steamboat is rdy to serve.. yuppiex.. ate alot. drank alot. smoke, hai hao lar.. then at night went inside penny room, heaven, cuz got air con..haha. sat down n play truth or dare. oh, i mean "truth" onli.. layed on the bed, i wasn;t realli slping, i was just thinking abt... budden, it's ok. get it done n over. hm.. tok cock until 2am. then i need to go home cuz next morning i got work. so took cab wif yd.. the rest stayed overnight. i enjoyed everi moment of it. friends.. u guys just rawks. fridae we will be goin to evelyn hse.. yeah. thon.. tis evening went to acc shiqian, cuz her violin teacher gl, put her aeroplane. lol.. met up wif ly b4 playing bball lor.. lol.. gd nite everione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i'm glad. tat i did not turn back again cuz the her now, wasn;t the girl i love b4. night life girls just dun suit me, i guess...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111789622132490470?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111789622132490470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111789622132490470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111789622132490470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111789622132490470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/wazzup.html' title='wazzup'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111770177817926848</id><published>2005-06-02T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-02T16:42:58.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. back from school. as usual. school is boring lor. hm. todae learnt quite alot of things. haha. hm. hai hao lar. got listen mostly lar. except tat i slept thru the managment lesson. lol. realli slept sia. too tired le.. hm..lunch time then went to find yd take 5 in the campus. lol.. then went to food court 6 to makan. oppx. mi n him went to kope drinks. bo liao i noe. budden. the Q so long. so take n go lor. whu cares. eh. she is returning home late recently. she wasn;t litdat in the past. i oso dunno y, i just feel worried for her.. hm.. nvm. those emails she sent, are still in my inbox. i read agn todae. sigh~ it was my fault, budden.. it;s all over. she has him wif him, i'm sure she will be happier wif him than me. heex. sp huh, chio bu alot lar. todae in canteen, got one senior went mini skirt, those jean type. kaoz. upskirt sia. yd keep on turing behind to see. hey, bastard. budden dunno y, i tu ran dui girls no interest. hey. i'm not gay. i REALLY wanna study lar.. kaoz. i noe u all wun believe, especially PENNY PANG N EVELYN TAN. lol.. wazzup? ceiling? lame.. perhaps it;s time to delete everithing so nth will keep mi from moving on. omg, my classmate isn;t a virgin. haha. he asked mi go out wif him one night n explore..lol... shiok? i dunno.. shiqian, i noe ur secrets... lol.. jack's place to seal my mouth huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111770177817926848?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111770177817926848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111770177817926848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111770177817926848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111770177817926848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hm_02.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111762355080477493</id><published>2005-06-01T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T18:59:10.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. mum's back. haha. gd progress then come back le lor. todae's school was sian. go school for 2 hrs then finish le. this morning go interchange then met lixian doin flagday there. ask mi to donate. hao la. then give her 2 bucks. go up take mrt, at the platform met yanping n carina. Zzz. donated another 2 bucks.. Zzzz... haha. i tot i was late for school. budden, others are even later than mi.. they lost their way in school..lol.&lt;br /&gt;hm. my class..haiz. sbl. not even abit like 4/7 de lor. lame jokes. i mean, lame jokes are suppose to be funny. theirs.. Zzz.. wanna pon briefing oso like so gu niang litdat.. hum sia. so wat if it is compusaory lor. kaoz. once i heard tat got briefing at 3pm. i took bag n left le. those guys still wondering whether wanna pon or not. c'mon lar. u all r in poly, not secondary school. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;just got a feelin tat these class de guys not veri jiang yi qi de lar. all oso act act de. fake..&lt;br /&gt;heex. miss my secondary school life.. LOL. hm. waiting for fridae to reach. lol. just like last time.. hm.. take care friends..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111762355080477493?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111762355080477493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111762355080477493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111762355080477493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111762355080477493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/06/hm.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111754708239810153</id><published>2005-05-31T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T21:44:42.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm.. boring</title><content type='html'>eh. boring dae. go school learn java programming. quite ok lar. veri interesting. then studying unx n window operating system, still got ITOS.. all computer stuff.. Zzz.. except maths. oh fuk. i need to learn amaths again. godamit. school got alot chio bus, budden. seems so bitchy de. oppx. i shld sae bad thing. cuz i;m a bastard too. lol. classmates. nv tok much to them oso. quite sian in school. went to take 5 alone. sitting down there alone smoke. haiz. sian lar. gd thing is just walk outside gate then can smoke le. hm. tiring. went to visit mum. still not beri strong. well, hope everithing's just fine. sms wif engxuan just now. chat abit. haha. we two are on the same boat. hehe. tong ming ren.. hm.. penny, we r crushing ur hse tis fridae. haha. wif beers..yeah yeah..&lt;br /&gt;hao lar. not much mood to blog too. take care friends. miss ya all~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;saw her blog, hope she will recovered from sickness soon. god bless her.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111754708239810153?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111754708239810153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111754708239810153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111754708239810153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111754708239810153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm-boring.html' title='hm.. boring'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111746060008578208</id><published>2005-05-30T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T21:43:20.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~</title><content type='html'>hm. still feeling down.. hm. i've lost a veri close friend and my mum is in hospital. haiz. failure. i didnt even noe mum is operating until a few weeks ago. todae went to see her, she is in great pain. but i can;t do anithing. i almost teared when i saw her litdat. omfg, i dunno y recently tear so much. last time i dun haf such a problem. wo zhen de hao fan. whu understand me. sigh~ useless bastard. haven been realli laughing lately. just smth laugh for the sake of laughing. i think the last time i realli had a great laugh was when i watched the movie. sigh~ god save me.. but b4 tat, take my mum's pain away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111746060008578208?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111746060008578208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111746060008578208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111746060008578208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111746060008578208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh_30.html' title='sigh~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111738046015882084</id><published>2005-05-29T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T23:27:40.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad</title><content type='html'>i'm sad. not becuz of her. hm. budden partially lar. hm. i thought abt it. my family is more impt. tml, mum's goin for op. i dun even noe for wat purpose. kaoz. i realli neglected her. my mum. she is getting thiner n thiner. i didn;t even bother to ask. everi dae i come back in the night. just ask her go sleep. i think i long time nv call her 'mum' when i get home. all i do is, go to my room, bathe, sleep. or not, think abt tat girl.. selfish me. these two nights wasn;t gd at all.. i'm so pressurized. so stress. budden. i cannot do anithing abt it. all i can do now is let go of tat so called friendship n carry on wif my life. i wanna care abt my family. my parents were right. i changed. alot. my temper, my attitude.. i wasn't litdat. hm. hope my mum will be alrite. god bless u.. nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;preet, all i can sae to u is, thx for giving mi a chance to meet u. i may cursed u or swear at u. budden i nv hated u. budden, i tot. since u alr wanted to move on. i will do tat too. we r no longer friends to u. budden, if u need some simple concern or care, i'm willing, as a friend in the future. or not, wo men jiang shi zhui shu xi de mo sheng ren. gd bye.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;say all u wan, becuz i wun turn ard n sae ' i miss u' animore. thx for everithing u did. i grew up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111738046015882084?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111738046015882084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111738046015882084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111738046015882084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111738046015882084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sad.html' title='sad'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111729098187239490</id><published>2005-05-28T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:36:21.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>hm. just got back home. this morning. i woke up terribly upset. i kept thinking abt.. budden late afternoon, i begin to get back to normal.. haha. dumb me. hm. btw guys, i not goin to genting wif u guys. sorry, my mum is getting operation next week. she gotta stay in hospital for almost a week. so. i gotta take care of her. i dun wanna worry her oso..sigh~. nvm. we will still haf chance..  rsgl bros for life.. yar. todae came home exceptionally early. lol. 10 pm then reach home le. i can;t believe myself.. sian. tml maybe going fishing. heex. then somemore need to work in the afternoon. kinda sian. i dun wanna work le lar.. arghhhhhhhh. qas is coming back. yeah hoo~ bet u miss singapore food rite? singapore de chicken rice, nasi lemak etc. oh yeah. almost forget. our favourite hangout. MacDonalds. i'm lovin it.. and cwp too. haha. u haven smell cwp for a long time ya? hao lar. dun tempt u le.. lol. gd nitez guys. chio bus on the way on mondae. if u smelllllllllllllllllllllllll, wat i'm thinking.. *evil laugh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111729098187239490?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111729098187239490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111729098187239490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111729098187239490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111729098187239490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_111729098187239490.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111721503436616736</id><published>2005-05-28T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T01:30:34.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. tired dae. just reach home then kena nag n nag. haiz. budden this time i controlled myself. i did not argue. i just my mum finish she wanna sae. hm. i alr hen fan le. haiz. i kept wondering abt wat i said earlier morning. am i rite to sae those. i tried not to think abt it. but then i can't. sorry guys, making u all listen to my complain everithing. hm. budden feelings are hard to control. i tried to forget her by letting her hate me.. haha. dumb..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. yar. todae went to orchard wif yyh, jy, jonathan, ly, eve n penny. hm. fun lar. hm. wemt to a jap restuarant  in cineplex. yuki n yaki, i think so. hm. steamboat. and sushi. not bad lar the food.. had lotsa fun toking there. had a great laugh too. budden, my mind was not totally there. then after dinner, we went out, then met chanel they all. lol. hw come got so mani friends there sia. oh yeah, we met alloy n kaili too..haha. small world. hm. then we went to watch moive, are we there yet. haha. nice show. veri funni n touching. we gl, took all the couple seats. lol. hm. when i sat down. i suddenly tot of those memories. then i suddenly tear.. lol. dunno y oso. then i went to the washroom to wash up and refresh myself b4 the movie started. sigh~ fuk lar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. after movie, we send penny home. i mean onli help her find taxi. haha. cut queue. lol. then took train back. tok alot then send evelyn back home. and we sat down at the coffee shop n tok n drink.. school reopening soon.. sian. hao lar. gtg to sleep le. tml still got work.. nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i lied......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111721503436616736?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111721503436616736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111721503436616736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111721503436616736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111721503436616736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_28.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111716478892673091</id><published>2005-05-27T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T11:33:08.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm =)</title><content type='html'>hm. early morning wake up. lol. i pon my training session todae.. Zzz. yar. it wasn't a nice morning either. quarrel wif her. hm. budden, i controlled myself. i did not tear. praise me. lol. yar. later meeting shiqian at 12.30 for lunch. gotta rush to bathe after this. then meet penny they all at 5 sumthing i think to town for fun. yeah~~ update agn tonite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;fen shou hou, ni bi chong qian kuai le. wo wei ni gao xing, zhen de...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111716478892673091?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111716478892673091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111716478892673091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111716478892673091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111716478892673091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_27.html' title='hm =)'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111711874379801648</id><published>2005-05-26T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T22:45:43.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian lar</title><content type='html'>kaoz. these two days like dunno wat litdat. fuck n pussies.. Zzz. yar. i luv to fuk pussies. lol.. hm. i just dun wanna sae animore abt it. later got trouble agn. i'm serious. if anione do tat agn. pissed me off. i dun care whu involved. outside of this matter de pple i oso will find. u noe whu tat person is huh. he is on my hatelist. cb. dl sia. budden quite funny lar. first time see penny type litdat. budden then.. pls, no more le..&lt;br /&gt;hm. todae went to do flag day. haha. sp last yr record, lowest 40 cents. todae i go. i brk the record. i zero cents. haha. shiok. my tin got no hole lor. then margret sae help mi poke hole. i sae dun, cuz my tin is still a virgin. she sian diao, walked away.lol. then in the end i went back class empty handed.. hm. went to play pools wif new friends. lol. fun lar. then walk from esplanade to marina square, then to suntec city. then millenia walk. haha. still no money.Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;mondae school reopening le.. wohooo.. funnnnnnnn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111711874379801648?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111711874379801648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111711874379801648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111711874379801648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111711874379801648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sian-lar.html' title='sian lar'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111693059629564982</id><published>2005-05-24T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T18:29:56.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>regret</title><content type='html'>hm. perhaps i was too harsh. i just couldn;t control myself.. just let mi be alone ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;loving a person is hard, forgetting a person u loved is even harder. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but i will succeed..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111693059629564982?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111693059629564982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111693059629564982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111693059629564982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111693059629564982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/regret.html' title='regret'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111692554173358827</id><published>2005-05-24T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:16:40.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>fuking cb. read her blog until dl. sae limbei twist fact. i dare to sae. i dare to send everione the chat log n see wat she wrote to me on msn. i twist fact, whu is the one whu twist fact n left as tho she is totally innocent. u dun like then dun come n read lar. read le then kb for wat. u can sae u kb at ur blog onli. cuz it is ur blog, this one oso my blog rite. i like to kb cannot ar.. twist ur ass lar. twist. i no need pity by others. my friends noe tat. i onli tell them wat i feel. they noe my character veri well. u said, u will no longer appear on my msn list. let mi tell u tis. u haf been blocked before u block mi. dun ever think i will be holding on animore. cuz i wun.. i will onli let down my friends whu keep on comforting mi n sharing their advises if i go back. NOT ANYMORE. SHUT UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew~ i seldom get angry wif girls.. Zzz. hm. todae went to orientation. hm. alot of chio bus.. lol... mi n yd see le oso song. budden went to class. kaoz. kns sia. onli 6 girls. then the rest i think 13 guys. sia lar.. sian diao sia. still got one like acm de sister litdat. cb. kan dao oso dl... wat to do. nvm lar. still got alot chio bus from other class. everidae lecture sure will meet de..yeah yeah.. the swimming pool is great.. lol.. i found it. veri near T19. yuppiex. hm. budden in class veri sian, so mi went to find yd during brk then ran out of school le. lol. margaret or jasmine, dunno which one lar, called mi to ask whr am i. i told them i need to work. LOL...then went to cwp wif yd to meet shiqian n yeeteng lor.. go walk ard tok, then go library. hm. just reach home. goin out later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm lucky to get out.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111692554173358827?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111692554173358827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111692554173358827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111692554173358827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111692554173358827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/zzz_24.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111686327978315530</id><published>2005-05-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T23:47:59.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fuk</title><content type='html'>hm. bad dae. wake up then kena scolding. of all the pple. y her. y izzit tat outsiders can see better than me. why izzit that i'm always e one to be the last to noe. y. y is there so mani y. i'm trying to stand. but she set mi falling down agn. tis time. the pit is deeper. budden. i will survive. i will climb. i won;t let her hurt mi agn. i promised. i gotta thx her. she set my mind straight. fond memories will always be wif me. i will move on. no more turning back like i used to be... it's dead end behind. penny n ly was right. thx pals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hm. currently listening to the song of ssy blog. nice song huh. ssy, wat title is tat. lol. sq, hw ur dae. did dodo scold u? todae work was fine lar. at counter 1, shakina behind me. then we chat alot. haha. her hse onli opposite mine. so went home together then i drop down first to find lip n eric. drank a bottle of beer. ate horfun then smoke lor.. shiok. relaxing. it;s clear my mind. zhen de. haha. i find it weird too. budden a glass of cold beer realli makes u feel more alert n clear. haha. tml goin to sp for orientation. then just now when i was working. got one girl jasmine called. ask mi to met her at dunno whr lar. i called back budden cannot call thru.. Zzz.. my dad did not write the msg clearly. kaoz. suan le. tml then da suan. i think tml halfway i oso will pon wif yd de lar..i miss everione.. hm. thx girl, u r always there when i need someone to tok. haha. dun slp so much. hm. stop ur volleyball oso lar. hao le. gd nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;some pple r born to piss others off. she said me..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111686327978315530?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111686327978315530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111686327978315530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111686327978315530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111686327978315530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/fuk.html' title='fuk'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111681842504882078</id><published>2005-05-23T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T11:20:25.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>irritating morning</title><content type='html'>hm. fuking morning. yeah. it is.. early morning then tat indian temple dunno wtf so noisy. tmd. ytd nite chat wif ly n sq on phone until 1 am.. Zzz.. sq so bad wor. rite ly? hse got party n marching oso dun ask us go.. onli care abt the 3 guys lor.. u gd..&lt;br /&gt;last nite. it wasn't a pleasant dream.. i kept dreaming abt... no. it;s not true. i wanna 4get it.. zhen de.. it was just a lie in the first place.. budden i still wan my dream hse that i promised her....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111681842504882078?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111681842504882078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111681842504882078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111681842504882078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111681842504882078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/irritating-morning.html' title='irritating morning'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111677135950783204</id><published>2005-05-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T22:15:59.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is meaningful.</title><content type='html'>hm. back from fun. todae afternoon went lip hse. watch vcd, shk, tok cock.. then we went to woodlands pt in the evening for snooker.. reach there then chio sia.. oh yeah.. those riverside students were there celebrating huize's birthdae.. haha. then inside snooker, got pple quarrel n almost fight. chio sia, litdat use cue stick to hit. the cue stick broke into two sia.. chio chio. i like.. budden too bad nv continue. tat fuking humji guy dunno why go out. cb..&lt;br /&gt;then play snooker, number ball etc lar. play until 8 sumthing i think. then went to mac and so on.. hee. oh yeah. nice blogskin. thx xy.. budden my pc got spyware so cannot see well. budden when i saw it at lip hse. it was nice.. heex.&lt;br /&gt;hm. chatting on msn now lor. eh. hao lar. go tok le.. bbz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111677135950783204?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111677135950783204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111677135950783204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111677135950783204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111677135950783204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/life-is-meaningful.html' title='life is meaningful.'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111673455979426968</id><published>2005-05-22T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T12:02:39.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm.. happy vesak dae. lol. yar. just return home from the thai temple at cck n went to my grandma hse. i saw aaron at that thai temple.haha. so qiao. hm.. ytd went work then evening pei shi qian eat dinner.. lol. we ate at mos burger then we met shimin they all.. haha. tok cock wif wif shimin. hm. heard tat even matthew oso went for tattoo. Zzz. sbl..&lt;br /&gt;i asked a few pple for advices. they sae they wun do it. so i dismantle everything. they told me it was not worth. i tot so too. it took mi one week plus. haiz. then i destroy everithing.. Zzz. dumb me. heart pain sia.. budden, wat yp said was true, wat if it turns out the way i predicted. wat will i do.. i cannot answer..sigh~ blog tonite ba. no mood now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111673455979426968?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111673455979426968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111673455979426968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111673455979426968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111673455979426968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_22.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111655722837703692</id><published>2005-05-20T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T10:47:08.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian..</title><content type='html'>hm. my pc kena spyware again. fuk sia. now load website fuking lag n slow. haiz.. need to format pc. budden whr got time. must work, then the onli off dae i must do smth.... haiyo.. realli wanna quit smoking lar..lol. u all dun believe.. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i dunno i;m doin the right decision or not, or am i just childish. wat e use of doing all these when my heart is still not wif me..&lt;br /&gt;eh, ytd work got another guy came, a new cashier lor. lol. a ex 24105 de wor. sek si. hm, yar i trained him.haha. we shared common topic. sbl.. another sathis.&lt;br /&gt;these few days veri bored. nth to do de, mind  keep thinking and thinking. tmd.. lol&lt;br /&gt;yp, are u sure u thinking tat way,, u noe wat i will do rite. so. *ahemmp*. dun bo liao lar u. waste ur future. siao.. haha.. todae is a fridae. so it's mean it's Chiongster's nite. yar. i shld do some prayers. my hp is lost for a week le.. haiz.. amitabha.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. sq. cheer up lar. one mark onli. next time sure can de.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111655722837703692?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111655722837703692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111655722837703692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111655722837703692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111655722837703692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sian_20.html' title='sian..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111641331297959630</id><published>2005-05-18T18:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:48:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>hm. oh yeah. just saw smth. hm. i;m a fool agn. haiz. i wun trust girls animore( hm. budden i still trust those whom had been friends wif mi for yrs). haiz. my sis told me ' chi qing de nan ren shi mei you nu ren hui xi huan de' maybe she was rite. damn rite ba. sigh~ why am i doin all tis still? stupid me..&lt;br /&gt;eh. just went to rss to collect cert. haha. sq, dun angry le lar. cool down~. hm. met up wif some friends lor. once agn, crap again. Zzz. hm. actually wanan go snooker de. budden i tot i wanna do smth which i need to finish by sundae. so came back ba. hao nan wor. budden nvm.. heex. si ssy, hao lian ur hp arz.. later i kope ur hp then u noe. heex. penny pang, go tidy ur hse quick quick cuz we r coming soon. lol. next time mi n eve after school, got time then we go find u ba. oh yeah. still got  yongda.. fukin bastard huh? oi esther chong. wazzup..&lt;br /&gt;omg, smoke machine. yarz. i'm SERIOUS. i;m quitting soon.. oh yeah. i noe u all think "bullshit", lol. especially penny.. haha. since sec 3, she n eve they all nag nag nag.. then i sae quitting until now..lol.. hao lar. zhen de lar.. look forward to e genting trip. yeah.. oh yar. i accidentally held her hands todae..omg.. i blush..lol. serious.. hm. u all dunno whu de. onli i noe n of cuz her. budden no chemistry de. heex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111641331297959630?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111641331297959630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111641331297959630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111641331297959630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111641331297959630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111634280216771780</id><published>2005-05-17T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T23:13:22.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hm. i was wrong abt the soccer. wdl won. hm. no mood to blog oso. haiz. i was wrong abt her. totally numb nw. nitez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wat's e use of being special. heartless...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111634280216771780?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111634280216771780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111634280216771780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111634280216771780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111634280216771780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_17.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111632587659463331</id><published>2005-05-17T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T18:31:16.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..happy</title><content type='html'>lol. i just got myself a new hp..YEAH. i bought nokia 3230. i was shocked when i suddenly receive a call from my mum ask mi to go buy hp. i was like 'huh'. hm.ya. my mum paid for it. i think is $598 ba. heex. thx alot mum.. haha. whu noes. she might read my blog oso.. wahaa. later goin to watch soccer at wdl stadium. wdl vs sinchi. hm. i think tis match will draw. update u guys when i;m back. school is getting nearer n nearer. it means tat stress is coming budden it oso means tat chio bu is coming..LOL.. sitting by the pool doing hwk. hw gd is tat? tell u guys next time.&lt;br /&gt;hm.. these few days quite happy de lar. except when i think of " ..... " and my hp lor.. haiz.. sbl.. hao lar.. update when i;m back..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;226234.... it will always be e same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111632587659463331?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111632587659463331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111632587659463331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111632587659463331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111632587659463331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmhappy.html' title='hm..happy'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111626035286068283</id><published>2005-05-17T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T00:19:12.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm.. not too bad.</title><content type='html'>eh. todae i got my sim card le.yar. still using same number. so u guys can sms or call me le.. budden can u all do me a favor. send a sms or leave me a msg at msn when u guys see mi. inform mi of ur hp number n house number. thx.&lt;br /&gt;todae work quite ok lar. hm. not veri much pple.. eh. the new girl is there to work..omg. i;m teaching her bad things. LOL.. i ask not to be so serious when working. slack lar.. hm. she is hardworking too. schooling while working, somemore take Os tis yr. sbl..&lt;br /&gt;eh. melody? do i get it rite. yarz. she asked mi whether working at ntuc is tough or not. i seen her quite often there lol.. then me tok cock wif her for abt 5 min. haha..funny.&lt;br /&gt;now waiting for tat yyh to send me the song.. oh. penny, ur birthdae is coming.. omg.. wanna put at ur msn tat ur birthdae is coming ma. i still rmb sec 2. starting of the yr onli, she placed at note at the the upcoming event in communityzero tat her birthdae is coming.. kaoz.. so far lor, july 1st rite? sbl.. bhb.. =PpP. u taught mi tat..&lt;br /&gt;xiaoyun? just read ur blog. take care lar. like since primary school i noe u, u always get runny nose de. always see u wif tissue..Zzzz... nitez ba.. tc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;( nite without stars, i miss those nites when we looked up the sky for stars... )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111626035286068283?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111626035286068283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111626035286068283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111626035286068283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111626035286068283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm-not-too-bad.html' title='hm.. not too bad.'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111622350325492542</id><published>2005-05-16T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:09:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;what does love means actualli ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;l&gt; loving her deeply ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;o&gt; olways there for her ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;v&gt; video of happiness?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;e&gt; every single day missing her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;or&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;l&gt; leting her go?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;o&gt; order urself to forget her?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;v&gt; visiting past memories ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;e&gt; ensure dat u are strong to overcum ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111622350325492542?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111622350325492542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111622350325492542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111622350325492542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111622350325492542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hmnice.html' title='hm..nice'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111617306638859037</id><published>2005-05-16T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-16T14:07:43.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omfg</title><content type='html'>Zzz. hao sian wor. nth to do now. no tv to watch, nth to do at all.. toking wif thomas on phone. lol. discussing big project abt wdl survivor. haha. hm. i was rite. it wun last long de. budden i like the way now ba.. hm. or else later penny will nag again HOR? sae i always dun keep my promise. told ya le. i wun sway left or right de. hm.. see i sho gd oso. i help euu hor, ask pple help euu mop floor. tmd, ask mi go ur hse help euu mop floor. ni hao yi si wor.. still sae 5 yrs of friends le..Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;evelyn tannnnn hai wo kena spyware.. arghh~ but heng, my sis got herself a smart bf whu noes hw to fix and of cuz a smart brother(me) , so i got it done quickly. i tot i need to format pc again like last time sbl. 2 times kena spyware in 3 days.. tmd suay.. todae i went to lip hse. play xbox. carry until there like dog.tmd tired. play NFS n Halo 2. chio sia. rockets.. bang bang bang.. hear e sound oso sek ki. omg. i;m enjoying too much.. tml haf to work again. then tml the M1 pple sending the sim card to my hse. damn them. still need to pay money for tat sim card. cb.. fuking m1.&lt;br /&gt;todae weather is so fuking hot. haiz. i just hope it will turn out e way i wan..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said smth on msn, but no reply from her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i;m special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111617306638859037?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111617306638859037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111617306638859037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111617306638859037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111617306638859037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/omfg.html' title='omfg'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111613088093616421</id><published>2005-05-15T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T12:21:20.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tears</title><content type='html'>hm. i'm so stupid. why i care abt her. i found out tat she n danny broke. i told her dun be so stuborn like b4.. i told her. i came back as a friend n she said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;DONT CALL ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;SMS ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;OR EVEN SPEAK TO ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;COS I DONT WANNA BE YOUR FRIEND.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;YOU MAY TAKE ME AS ONE. BUT I DONT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; obsession. says:&lt;br /&gt;SO LISTEN. YOURE NOBODY TO ME.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.. stupid me.. she dun wan u as friend lar john. fuk off lar john...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111613088093616421?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111613088093616421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111613088093616421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111613088093616421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111613088093616421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/tears.html' title='tears'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111608713024434459</id><published>2005-05-15T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-15T00:13:54.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #bce9ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; WORD-SPACING: 0.3em; FONT: bolder small-caps 14pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: capitalize; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: center; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;Your Birthdate: January 10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="PADDING-RIGHT: 5px; PADDING-LEFT: 5px; BORDER-LEFT-COLOR: gray; BACKGROUND: #e2f5ff; BORDER-BOTTOM-COLOR: gray; PADDING-BOTTOM: 5px; FONT: small-caps 12pt Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif; TEXT-TRANSFORM: none; WIDTH: 350px; COLOR: black; BORDER-TOP-STYLE: double; BORDER-TOP-COLOR: gray; PADDING-TOP: 5px; BORDER-RIGHT-STYLE: double; BORDER-LEFT-STYLE: double; TEXT-ALIGN: left; BORDER-RIGHT-COLOR: gray; BORDER-BOTTOM-STYLE: double"&gt;Your birth on the 10th day of the month adds a tone of independence and extra energy to your life.&lt;br /&gt;The number 1 energy suggest more executive ability and leadership qualities than you path may have indicated.&lt;br /&gt;A birthday on the 10th of any month gives greater will power and self-confidence, and very often a rather original approach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This 1 energy may diminish your ability and desire to handle details, preferring instead to paint with a broad brush.&lt;br /&gt;You are sensitive, but your feeling stay somewhat repressed.&lt;br /&gt;You have a compelling manner that can be dominating in many situations.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Does Your Birth Date Mean?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111608713024434459?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111608713024434459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111608713024434459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111608713024434459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111608713024434459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_15.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111608250589711182</id><published>2005-05-14T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T22:55:05.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm.. =)</title><content type='html'>back from swimming. haha. the same old us, the same old me. we had our fun. tok laugh fool ard. tt's hw bros shld be. then after tat, went coffee shop. eat, drink, shk. then went playgrd shk again. sit n tok. then they all boliao say wanna play wat wdl survivor. hm. as usual lor. run up n down like dog, sweat like dog. i just see them play.. hm. then play somemore lor. pple see le, shout call police. then they run like dog. then i slowly walked away. haha. fun izzit. play somemore lar. later u all go in squat dun ask mi to go see u. like donovan de advertisment. heng lao da not there. or else jialat. eh. tis is the song penny ask mi to listen. ba ai fang kai. meaningful song. budden the song like last FIR de ablum wo men de ai. like almost same.&gt;Zzz. later i go find the lyrics n see.. shiqiannnnnnnnnn, get well soon. rmb, we r special? lol. take care everione..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i;m special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111608250589711182?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111608250589711182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111608250589711182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111608250589711182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111608250589711182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_14.html' title='hm.. =)'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111606466519558453</id><published>2005-05-14T18:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T17:57:45.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeah!!</title><content type='html'>back from work. fuking bo liao. whole dae Q nv stopped.cb. oh i forgot wazzup up guys. hm. tt's rite. i learning to walk alone now. seriously. it was a history. hm. yar. penny, u said u wanan hear tat from mi in the future rite. i promise. i will surely sae tat de.. haha.. thx. penny called me and ask mi to listen to a song. ba ai fang kai. i ask ssy to send me.. it;s nice to haf caring friends ard me. u guys simply RaWkZ =).&lt;br /&gt;yar. these few days see ssy n xy de blog.. haha. then realli miss those fun. especially when i saw ssy blog. " go face the tree n laugh for 3 hrs' .. lol. i forgot whu said tat, karen ong huh&gt; budden i just now we kept saying tat phrase for a time. yar. ssy, u rmb sec 3. we just met yuheng n tl. we kept saying, ' bu yao cao hor, deng yi xiang yi ting gai wo da.' lol. then sec two, we made staple bullets n throw others. then mr foo found those bullets we hid behind the curtain. he said, ' i can;t believe, at this age, some pple r still playig wif twisted staple bullets'. we kept quiet. haha.. still got wat ar.. oh yeah. ATTA at community zero. i still rmb. Anti TuaTao Association. we were the pioneers. hm. cherfu even said. " kaoz, i so tall sit behind hanyong oso cannot see" lol.. then sec 1. first time we got a english file. mr guru bo liao. ask everione to open the file rings n then one by one close. then the sound went ' ta ta ta ta ta.." lol. and my silence reading book. everidae oso same page. abt the dog one.. mr foo;s lesson. his drum set. lol. yongda andrew ziyang n jonathan they all squat in front of the class n be his drum. then got once they all keep touching the ceiling of the class.. then they step on the wire case of the back of the class. in the end it came off. i still rmb mr foo scolding then cheah tien said. " i nv kick, i onli step on the casing onli..' LOL.. sec 2 boys toilet got waterfall de. we keep playing wif the flush of the urinal. press le then water all splash out.. so fuking fun. haha. still got alot lar. lazy to sae all finish le.&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111606466519558453?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111606466519558453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111606466519558453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111606466519558453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111606466519558453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/yeah.html' title='yeah!!'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111599301504188311</id><published>2005-05-13T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T22:03:35.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>suay</title><content type='html'>tmd suay.. fridae 13. i hafta believe this freaking shit man. i lost my nokia 7610. first time i lost a hp. i used hp for 5 yrs plus, first time man.. i lost it at k pool. kaoz. it was stolen. i report police..&lt;br /&gt;i got home. first person i inform was her. she laugh n said " haha, serve u rite, why isn;t ur wallet stolen oso?" &lt;br /&gt;sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111599301504188311?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111599301504188311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111599301504188311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111599301504188311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111599301504188311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/suay.html' title='suay'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111591286433083300</id><published>2005-05-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T23:51:24.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little story..</title><content type='html'>He was a sixteen yr old boy, he just finished his O lvl exam. somehow, he gt a job in ntuc fairprice. there, he met her. a sweet sixteen yr old girl. they grew closer to each other day by day. they sms 24/7. somehw one dae, they discover both of them had feelings for each other.. one nite, he waited for her after work. they walked home. he asked for her hands. it was their first body contact. it was nervous. soon. they turn from strangers to lovers.. he tot yuan lai ai yi ge ren was so simple. naive him. they went for movies often, came out everidae. he ensure tat he call her everi nite. he wished tat the first n last person she tok to each dae was him. he loves her. all he wan was a simple love. he asked if she agree to marry him. she nod. he was overjoyed. he hug her n kiss. it was his best moment of life. everidae after work, they would go home together. he owaes ensure he send her home safely. it was fine all along. until another guy appeared.. he is called D. D was a threat to him. he live in fear everidae becuz D was her ex for 2 yrs plus. he begin to be over sensitive n jealous easily. then they started to quarrel. she was stress, he could see. budden he was stress too.. he didn;t wan to lose her. one day, he found out tat D kissed her. he couldn;t bear animore. he wanted to let it go. budden he didn;t bear too. so he kept quiet n close one eyes. budden, the image of D n her keep appearing in his mind. he teared quietly, he seldom tear. he changed, he became more hot- tempered. he vent his anger on her. she too, didn;t like it.. they broke n patch a few times. the relationship soon turn out sour. he hate D, he wanted to confront D. he wan to beat him up. budden thinking of her, he drew back. hwever, the more he drew back, it turn out tat the situation is getting bad dae by day. until one dae, he found out she was lying. she was wif him becuz she didn;t wan D to be in trouble. he was heart-broken, hwever she called. she explained. he believed. hwever from tat dae onwards. he realli changed. he was no longer him. he began to not trust her so much. then they quarrelled daily. until one dae, he just sae ' i wanna brk' unintentionally. she agreed. he tot they wld patch like b4. hwever he was wrong. he found out. she was back wif D. he cried. he tot, all the words n sms she said abt loving him, was it fake? he broke down for the first time becuz of love. she said, he was too negative. tat's y she left. he refused to accept. soon, they could not even talk properly. they owaes shout at each other. his heart was tearing.. now, he is back to normal budden in his heart, he realli miss her alot. he didn;t wan to let go, but it seems tat there is no turning. he noes his fault, he shldn;t blame her.. he longed for the dae where he could sae again. " baobei, wo ai ni, xiang ni..."&lt;br /&gt;he teared again.. yi qie do guo qu le. it was a beautiful lie. listen to my blog song ba. perhaps realli last entry le. nitez n bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111591286433083300?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111591286433083300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111591286433083300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111591286433083300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111591286433083300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/little-story.html' title='a little story..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111586930939534812</id><published>2005-05-12T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T11:43:08.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>wazzup.a brand new day. just woke up. fuking tired ytd. tok to yp until 2 plus then slp.. ytd watch house of wax. then i oso bought xbox de need for speed undergrd 2. kaoz.. waste $59.90.. i'm broke.. these few days must stay at home play until song le.. ytd nite. yp send me this and ask him to think.. "fen shou hou, bu neng zhuo peng you ying wei bi ci shang hai guo. fen shou hou, bu neng zhuo di ren(enemy), ying wei bi ci sheng ai guo. well i guess, it's true lar. hm. go play xbox le.. tonite i think i will blog a story ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111586930939534812?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111586930939534812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111586930939534812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111586930939534812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111586930939534812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm_12.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111582938186368503</id><published>2005-05-12T00:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:36:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;suan le suan le. yi qie jiu ran ta guo qu. everione let's not tok abt it. i noe they are helping me. thx. i realli appreciate. budden no point now le. yar. preet, as wat ur blog saes. i will fuk off. i regret sending sms just now. sorri. life has no meaning. lip was rite. anione noes hw to change url can tell mi asap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;regrets....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;btw house of wax is disgusting but not bad. eng wah de couple seat nice. more comfortable than my sofa.lol. budden too bad... haiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111582938186368503?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111582938186368503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111582938186368503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111582938186368503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111582938186368503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/haiz_12.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111580305670683949</id><published>2005-05-11T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-11T17:17:36.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;y am i feelin sad huh? confused..Zzz.. back on track now.. todae work is oso veri slacking.sbl. eh. yar.todae came spongebob squarepants de mini bolsters. lol.. i told shiyu tat i wanna buy, she dun believe. so i bought. i bought 2, i gave one to kitty.. haha.. dun doubt my words kitty..lol.. budden there is nth realli. pure friendship.. *swear*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;kaoz. i no money le.everidae withdraw..Zzz..sbl. i wanna go genting~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i goin to change my blog song soon~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i;m waiting for u, waiting for u...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111580305670683949?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111580305670683949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111580305670683949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111580305670683949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111580305670683949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/sigh.html' title='sigh~'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111573983463461137</id><published>2005-05-10T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T23:43:54.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hoo~~ tag replies: yd, study IT means noe IT ar. knn. 7-11 sell condoms mean can fuk inside 7-11 izzit.. cb.. : peny, regarding url, i realli dunno hw to change. *swear*. i'm not useless lor. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hm.. todae work is fuking slack. tis afternoon went to play pool wif engxuan n wendy n ly n jonathan. fun. ly n jonathan, u two sux. i onli pay 2 times. less than 1 dollars for ard 6-7 games..lol. effing useless.. ex n wendy.haha. long time nv see them. still the same ba. budden hairstyle all tis changed ba..everione has changed. no more innocent looking le. i;m the most innocent le.. ( c'mon, i noe u all wanna throw up le.. lol) eh yar. todae ntuc came one malay girl same age as me de..quite sweet looking de.. o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hm. sundae i'm off..yeah yeah.. sq, u ask me to watch tat movie when show de. sundae i'm free hor.. sbl. everione is mugging. kaoz eh.. so hardworkin for wat. tml finally got pple me work le..haha..kitty same shift as me. or else i will be bored to death..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*twinkle twinkle little star* heex. someone will understand tis.. =pPp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;gd nitez pple.. all of u are on e table.cuz u guys simply RaWkZ!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111573983463461137?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111573983463461137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111573983463461137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111573983463461137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111573983463461137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hoo-tag-replies-yd-study-it-means-noe.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111569473800282244</id><published>2005-05-10T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T11:12:18.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;last nite we quarrelled, then when she called. i screamed. childish me.. yp was rite, i will nv let go litdat, cuz of jealously. yar. bull eyes!!! i reflected last nite after tokin to yp. i shld just walk straight n dun turn back.. yeah yeah.. SP alot chio bu... tt's wat i told myself..Zzz.. i realli wanna thx my friends for being there when i need them. thx.. *hugs* yar.. hai you RSGL de brothers..lol. everi nite come out chiong. sbl. tis is effing fun.. you yi wan shui~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;everione has trouble, it's whether they wan to run or face it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111569473800282244?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111569473800282244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111569473800282244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111569473800282244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111569473800282244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/last-nite-we-quarrelled-then-when-she.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111565038410246766</id><published>2005-05-09T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T22:53:04.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hey.hot weather.kaoz..sbl. yar.. him..tt's it. u're fukin dead. lol. todae off dae.did nth much. went to dye my hair lor.yar.i like tis color. more fresh. haha. then whole dae at home kam lan. evening went out to meet lip n ly, tok whether life got meaning or not..lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;xin tong~ haiz. i begin to... her.. gd? yar. i guess so.. new chapter has to start...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;brooommmmmmmmmm on fireeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111565038410246766?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111565038410246766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111565038410246766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111565038410246766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111565038410246766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/zzz.html' title='Zzz'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111556971128450842</id><published>2005-05-09T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:28:31.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;yeah.. maybe not everione can see the previous entry, well, it was a lyrics of an jing. hm. i realli feel the way as those words in the lyrics.hm interested then go find the lyrics n see ba..veri easy to find..haha.. ya.this morning wake up then raining.house not even a single soul..lol. mother's day, mum went to m.y wif aunts they all..haha.. wat mother;s day lor. 24hrs nv see my mum le..haha.. eh.. then morning, yp came my hse to use pc cuz she dun haf ms words in her pc.. yar. then lip came oso to play xbox..Zzz.then went to 888 wif lip n ly to makan n watch super sundae.lame.. work is busy todae cuz morning rainin ma. then everione came in the nite. last dae for sathis le. take care my friend =) soon, it will be my turn le..feelin tired..budden weird sia. i sudden tot, i will miss fairprice if i quit. i haf been working there for almost half a yr..so fast sia. somehw, grew attached to it.. Zzz..wat am i thinking. i had my ups n downs there.. meet mani friends and most importantly her.. last  nite, i teared while thinking of her.. sigh~ i just can't stop thinking abt wat she said.. love is nth but pain. somehow i suddenly agreed wid tis phrase.. hao lar..veri long entry le... bbz lar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111556971128450842?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111556971128450842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111556971128450842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111556971128450842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111556971128450842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/2nd-entry.html' title='2nd entry'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111556889900190744</id><published>2005-05-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T00:14:59.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hm..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;只剩下钢琴陪我谈了一天&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;睡着的大提琴安静的旧旧的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我想你已表现的非常明白&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我懂我也知道你没有舍不得&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你说你也会难过我不相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;牵着你陪着我也只是曾经&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;希望他是真的比我还要爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我才会逼自己离开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你要我说多难堪我根本不想分开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;为什么还要我用微笑来带过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我没有这种天份包容你也接受他&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;不用担心的太多我会一直好好过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;你已经远远离开我也会慢慢走开&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;为什么我连分开都迁就着你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我真的没有天份安静的没这么快&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;我会学着放弃你是因为我太爱你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111556889900190744?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111556889900190744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111556889900190744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111556889900190744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111556889900190744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/hm.html' title='hm..'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111547985493501720</id><published>2005-05-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T23:30:54.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heex..happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hm.. a veri big thx to eve n most of all xiao yun.. *claps* for my making my blog.. thx. eh. and yar..yyh, for finding tis table song..lol..nice..the book is on the table.. todae work veri busy wor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;hm..not much time to rest oso.. sathis tml last dae le..haiz..so sian. i wanna rest arhhhhhh.  hm. still strugglin to let it go. i noe it;s hard. budden i will try.. haiyo. todae pei jw go dye hair.haha..chio..nice lar..i wanna go dye oso le..so tempting.. tml is a sundae, it's mother;s day.. heex.. tml cannot make mummy upset le.. mondae i;m off..tt;s gd news..haha.hope u all enjoy my blog song..LOL..hao le..go play le..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111547985493501720?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111547985493501720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111547985493501720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111547985493501720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111547985493501720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/heexhappy.html' title='heex..happy'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111537396436008738</id><published>2005-05-06T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T18:06:05.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>!!!!</title><content type='html'>hm..here to blog after a few days.. eh. oso same lor. these n that happen..sigh~ budden.. i will be strong. =) my friends will support mi huh? hm. just came home from work..kaoz..sian lar..so long hrs.. ytd nite went drinking wif fel n june.lol..can u believe it???? sbl. then went play pool lor.she came. then after tat i dun wish to sae le lar.. yi qie do guo qu le, bu zhong yao. wo zhen de mei you tian fen bao rong ni ye jie shou ta, jiu yin wei wo tai ai ni le. haha.. wow..evelyn taggin at my blog wor..hee thx my 'dear'. lol. dun feel like working animore.veri tired..kaoz..everidae do the same thing over n over agn. hm. i wanna change my blogsong to forever love, ani volunteer to help??? heex.. eh..lip, cheer up k. all of our RSGL brothers will be wif u.. be strong.. hao lar&lt;br /&gt;dinner time le...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111537396436008738?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111537396436008738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111537396436008738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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Lalalala~ like i care.. Zzzz.. bo liao pple oso give mi troubles. tell them to shut up like will die litdat. hao xin tell u dun believe lor. now sparks alr started le lor.. see hw lor. last time was 1, now 2. haiz.. suan le..i dun be kaypo le..wanna die then let them die..&lt;br /&gt;hm.&lt;br /&gt;yeah..todae off..haha..dun let those boliao things spoilt my mood..i got tons of things to do..haha..meeting up wif sq and guys for dinner.. then fel n june sae wanna drink...then later wanna meet her oso...lol.. haiz.. wo de xin hai shi wang bu liao ta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111525793739288771?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111525793739288771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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day</title><content type='html'>wat a dae ytd..haiz..actually wanna go out celebrate my dad birthdae de..budden, mi n my mum quarrel just over a letter..-_-" then we shout so loud until my father bth le.. came out to shout at mi..and and and..i fought wif him.. haha.. on his birthdae..haiz..suan le..it;s all over.. i vent my anger on them. bad son huh? all my stress n anger, everything. i just dump it all on them.. i'm too engross in myself especially wif her...tis must change.. my parents are rite.. i dun even care abt tis family. haha..tat fight realli knock senses into mi.. her sms are cruel last nite, it hurts. budden it gave me the strength to carry on.. i noe her meaning. she want it all over ba.. hm.tt;s rite, i guess.. hm..hey..thx yp for being there when i need someone.. realli thx. great friend to haf.&lt;br /&gt;hm..i need to change, realli change.. sbl.. haha.si yyh sent tat sms, do wat lj test. test out that i;m evil..Zzz..yar..evil..tt;s sound nice.. evil mojojo (shiqian, familiar ma). its time to carry on my life alone le.. independent le.. haiz.. is it gd or not? answer mi on tag?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111517629507249348?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111517629507249348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111517629507249348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111517629507249348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111517629507249348'/><link rel='alternate' 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it;s coming back. it is getting stronger than past. is it gd or not? hao lar..go slp le..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111504707144833559?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111504707144833559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111504707144833559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111504707144833559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111504707144833559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111496380143980331</id><published>2005-05-02T00:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T00:10:01.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz.</title><content type='html'>hm..just hung the phone. she sae she was tired. hm. 4get it ba..haiz.. yarz.. cherish..haha.. cherish.. tt's wat she said. haiz. y am i holding back.. =(&lt;br /&gt;kaoz. todae sundae budden not much pple come ntuc, lol. tt's gd. quite a few bastards n bitches came to my counters. gl. waste my blardy time. stress up. hm.. these few days, shk until veri heavy. veri fast finish. sbl. i onli wish i could just see her.... i noe i shldn't. budden..haiz.. hao lar. gd nitez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i'm special too.. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111496380143980331?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111496380143980331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111496380143980331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111496380143980331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111496380143980331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/05/haiz.html' title='haiz.'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111479179330370166</id><published>2005-04-30T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T00:23:13.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post</title><content type='html'>oh yeah..i forget. tis song i used to like alot.. ssy de blog..&lt;br /&gt;I will never find another lover sweeter than you,Sweeter than youAnd I will never find another lover more precious than youMore precious than youGirl you are close to me you're like my mother,Close to me you're like my father,Close to me you're like my sister,Close to me you're like my brotherYou are the only one my everything and for you this song I singAnd all my lifeI've prayed for someone like youAnd I thank God that I, that I finally found youAll my life I've prayed for someone like youAnd I hope that you feel the same way tooYes, I pray that you do love me tooI said you're all that I'm thinking of.....babySaid, I promise to never fall in love with a stranger,You're all I'm thinking of, I praise the Lord above,For sending me your love, I cherish every hug,I really love youAnd all my life, baby, baby, I've prayed for someone like you,And I thank God that I, that I finally found you, babyAll my life I've prayed for someone like youAnd I hope that you feel the same way tooYes, I pray that you do, love meYou're all that I ever known, when you smile, on my face, all I see is a glow.You turned my life around, you picked me up when I was down,You're all that I ever known, when you smile on your face all I see is a glow,You picked me up when I was downYou're all that I ever known, when you smile on your face all I see is a glow,You picked me up when I was down and I hope that you feel the same way too,Yes I pray that you do love me tooAll my life, I've prayed for someone like you,And I thank God that I, that I finally found youAll my life I've prayed for someone like youYes, I pray that you do love me tooAll my life I've prayed for someone like youAnd I thank God that I, that I finally found youAll my life I've prayed for someone like youYes, I pray that you do love me too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111479179330370166?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111479179330370166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111479179330370166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;to explain or hide. hm. todae work.kaoz.busy. yeah. she sms quite a few times to acc mi.thx.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;budden sorri. i couldn;t reply..hm.. annie n alice fight.. kaoz.. sbl. fierce sia.. quarrel until face to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;face shout.. all cuz of tat milk power voucher.Zzz.. lame. aiya. so in the end azlina screamed out&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;loudly then peace.. shiok.haha.. just now went lan. then when we went out to pay money.. saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;quite alot 211 GLH de pple..haha.. at there kbkp.. lol.. fun. 211 pa buey toh. lol.. tt's tat slogan..&lt;/span&gt; hm..hao lar.. i got to slp le.. cya.. hey..wait..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;shiqian, see this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i;m special too =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111470457950502717</id><published>2005-04-30T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T00:09:39.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;hm..wazzup..back from genting.. nth much, nth fun, nth to be happy abt.. haiz.. no mood&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;oso..haha. things n past keep whirling in my mind.. went there oso cannot go casino. whole dae&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;walk here n there dunno kam simi lan.. at nite, oso nth to do.. no tv etcs. so went to cybercafe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;quite mani times in a dae.. dae time then play cs wif those kids. it;s lame.. at nite then online lor..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hm. i realli wanna thx her, she always seem to be encouraging mi no matter by sms or wat. thx&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;alot girl, i appreciate it alot. haha.. hai shi ni guo peng you. even though i noe u wun read my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;blog, or u might not even noe my url..but still thanks.. oh yah. KL was much better. shopping&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;malls, food places etcs alot lar.. haha..quite nice actually, except for the weather. then ytd went&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;to KL, went to a shopping mall, then happen to pass by 77th street. so went in n pierce my ear..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;haha.. fun.. i noe it;s psycho. but i like it.. i think i goin to haf my 2nd piercing soon ba. haiz.. i still&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;can;t put it down. nvm..let it be ba.. a solo relationship.. aniwae, wo xi guan le. just my luck n&lt;/span&gt; fate ba..haiz.. sigh~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111470457950502717?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111470457950502717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111470457950502717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111470457950502717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111470457950502717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/04/back.html' title='back...'/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111442660463388464</id><published>2005-04-25T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T18:56:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post</title><content type='html'>hm.tis might be the last post for this url ba.. i will be changing it soon..&lt;br /&gt;想用一杯latte把你灌醉好让你能多爱我一点暗恋的滋味你不懂这种感觉早有人陪的你永远不会看见你和他在我面前证明我的爱只是愚昧你不懂我的那些憔悴是你永远不曾过的体会为你付出那种伤心你永远不了解我又何苦勉强自己爱上你的一切你又狠狠逼退我的防备静静关上门来默数我的泪明知道让你离开他的世界不可能会我还傻傻等到奇迹出现的那一天直到那一天你会发现真正爱你的人独自守着伤悲曾经我以为我自己会后悔不想爱的太多痴心绝对为你落第一滴泪为你做任何改变也唤不回你对我的坚决&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111442660463388464?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111442660463388464/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111435138107943986</id><published>2005-04-24T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T22:03:01.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sigh~</title><content type='html'>those scars, fingerprints etc. i couldn;t 4get.. is my life realli tat bad? why am i always facing such problem. why izzit tat i the one. y can't it be others. i broke down in the lift. i cant take it animore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111435138107943986?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111435138107943986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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i realli cant stand it animore. my eyes r watery. she had her fun after all these.. y.. xin hao tong. wo zhen de bu xiang zhe yang. but then i can't turn back. .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111426995439359827?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/feeds/111426995439359827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11182834&amp;postID=111426995439359827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111426995439359827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11182834/posts/default/111426995439359827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fuckology-.blogspot.com/2005/04/its-hurt.html' title=''/><author><name>John Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111422079398611383</id><published>2005-04-23T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T09:46:33.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last nite, he got so upset that he broke down. he wasn't litdat. he seldom do tat. all he wan was some comfort. but he couldn't. she promised him to call the next morning. he woke up early to switch his ringing tone to the max n waited for her call. but then the phone just refuse to ring. he was on the verge of brkin down once again. yar. she was goin out wif her ex n friends, he tot.&lt;br /&gt;he gave 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Ren</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06888586800472655655</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11182834.post-111418700530685818</id><published>2005-04-23T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T00:23:25.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>argh..hao tong.. my head.. it is whirling. why am i torturing myself so much when she dun even care. all i noe is him, him n onli him...... sbl.. my foot is bleeding non stop. cut myself just now when i came back.. i can;t even walk properly.. the hangover is too strong....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11182834-111418700530685818?l=fuckology-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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