<?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-5660736847450349693</id><updated>2012-02-17T02:02:16.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Black And White Life</title><subtitle type='html'>Hello</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660736847450349693.post-1315504017591715585</id><published>2009-11-21T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T14:00:39.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Test&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1315504017591715585?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1315504017591715585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1315504017591715585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1315504017591715585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1315504017591715585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-6230282891348234047</id><published>2009-05-01T09:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T09:44:15.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Novy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      I will be away for afew days. i am going KL cause nobody is going and the ticket cost 300bucks. I know it suck when i cant talk to you but i will be back before you know it. i will be back on sunday evening. I will bring my hp along so that you can update me on anything. I can update you too. I will be away and i will be back. Do take care of yourself okay? Get well soon and recover fast for your cough and flu. I am sorry that i have to go but i will be back right? I will be writing the diary we share together everyday once without fail. On monday, i will pass it to you. Dont forget to study if you have the mood yeah. Good luck with preparation for MYE and pass animation! Please please please, take good care of yourself okay?&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry babe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6230282891348234047?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6230282891348234047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6230282891348234047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6230282891348234047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6230282891348234047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2009/05/dear-novy-i-will-be-away-for-afew-days.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3044486227639031320</id><published>2009-03-15T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T23:15:43.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing to post about actually. I just came to update. (._.) Cos firstly, I have nothing better to do. Secondly, this blog is too damn dead. Thirdly, I'm not in the best of mood now. Fourthly, I hoped I can feel better after I do this. Which I find it funny anw. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. This ain't fun.&lt;br /&gt;Roooooar. Urgh, stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with the owner of this blog tomorrow! :D&lt;br /&gt;See ya (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8wvDx65XbE/Sb0ZpnK1qhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9WIVvUOQAuw/s1600-h/yeay+man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313431338046827026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_L8wvDx65XbE/Sb0ZpnK1qhI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9WIVvUOQAuw/s320/yeay+man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3044486227639031320?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3044486227639031320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660736847450349693.post-3708886405347679949</id><published>2008-12-26T00:39:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T01:03:49.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A confession for apologising.</title><content type='html'>The only thing i wanna do is to be with you&lt;br /&gt;With every second that i have&lt;br /&gt;With every minutes that brings a closer step to .....&lt;br /&gt;I wanna spend my time gazing at the stars with you&lt;br /&gt;I wanna you to be by my side everytime i shed a tears&lt;br /&gt;Cause you never fail to make someone smile.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch the lovely sun set with you.&lt;br /&gt;Though i am not perfect in all ways,&lt;br /&gt;I always tried to make you smile&lt;br /&gt;But i guess i didnt try hard enough.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really feel like a letdown to you&lt;br /&gt;Cause even the simpliest thing i do&lt;br /&gt;Will always turn out to be a bad thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember all the memories we had together&lt;br /&gt;remember all the embrassing moments i had&lt;br /&gt;That made you laugh over time to time&lt;br /&gt;Remember that i broke your heart&lt;br /&gt;But end up falling in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i know how you feel&lt;br /&gt;And yeah, i know i've been a jerk and an asshole&lt;br /&gt;Even though i always saw you happy and cheerful face&lt;br /&gt;I know that i left you wif a scar.&lt;br /&gt;A scar that you will remember for the rest of your life&lt;br /&gt;A scar that made you miserable for a period of time&lt;br /&gt;And i apologised for everything i've done to hurt you&lt;br /&gt;And to make you miserable.&lt;br /&gt;I know i cant make you forget your misery&lt;br /&gt;But i can make things better for you&lt;br /&gt;From this time onwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry from the bottom of my heart&lt;br /&gt;To the guilt i have in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And the sorrows that i cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you got a smile that could light up the whole town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i need is you........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3708886405347679949?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3708886405347679949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3708886405347679949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3708886405347679949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3708886405347679949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/12/confession-for-apologising.html' title='A confession for apologising.'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8058478780451312691</id><published>2008-12-17T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T15:53:45.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Here to help some lazy pig to updateeeeeeee :D&lt;br /&gt;Ahem, firstly, to start off with a picture, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280664015767008562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8wvDx65XbE/SUiv8bX69TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dIacku9rEjY/s320/DSC00524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada! :D Haha, somebody was wearing a shawl ._. Lol, guys DON'T normally use that. I don't mean that guys don't use la, i meant that it's not that common among guys, haha! But actually that wasn't a shawl, haha, but his jacket -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, "I" have not fully recover from "my" illness since ages ago, cos "I" don't know how to take care of "myself". "I" have been waking up late these few days, cos "I" am lazy. But so what? It's "my" life. You people should know who "I" am la. "I" am Javier loh, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, don't know what to write anymore, haha. :D&lt;br /&gt;Bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8058478780451312691?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8058478780451312691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=8058478780451312691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8058478780451312691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8058478780451312691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/12/here-to-help-some-lazy-pig-to.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_L8wvDx65XbE/SUiv8bX69TI/AAAAAAAAAAU/dIacku9rEjY/s72-c/DSC00524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660736847450349693.post-2419766111115133978</id><published>2008-12-12T15:32:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T15:33:54.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg, i am gonna cut my hair! Just the top part, cause it got difficulty spiking it! Grr!&lt;br /&gt;After i bathe, i go!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what Novy is thinking now...&lt;br /&gt;I just want her to be happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-2419766111115133978?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/2419766111115133978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=2419766111115133978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2419766111115133978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2419766111115133978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/12/omg-i-am-gonna-cut-my-hair-just-top.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-4304892485958068737</id><published>2008-11-27T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T21:22:00.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, man today is a boring boring day&lt;br /&gt;All i do is use com and watch tv&lt;br /&gt;Super no life lah!!&lt;br /&gt;And i miss her sia!!&lt;br /&gt;Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4304892485958068737?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4304892485958068737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=4304892485958068737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4304892485958068737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4304892485958068737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-people-man-today-is-boring-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-2775312057305284975</id><published>2008-11-20T16:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T16:19:02.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL! I just watched bleach! Ichigo, cool!&lt;br /&gt;LOL! I just ate loads of stuff and i am still hungry!&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr!! My house like got nothing to eat one sia!&lt;br /&gt;Unfair Unfair!! -.-&lt;br /&gt;And i bathe alr, which makes me not smelly (:&lt;br /&gt;Eeeyer nothing to eat one leh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-2775312057305284975?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/2775312057305284975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=2775312057305284975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2775312057305284975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2775312057305284975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-i-just-watched-bleach-ichigo-cool.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-7841058350934892860</id><published>2008-11-20T14:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T14:51:02.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, i just woke up. LOL! Yeah i know its kinda late, I had to catch up with my sleep. This few days i have been struggling without sleep, haha!&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up for activities at school&lt;br /&gt;Luckily today got nothing on so i will be at home, probably watch tv or playing com!&lt;br /&gt;Which means than today is a boring day -.-&lt;br /&gt;BORING!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7841058350934892860?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/7841058350934892860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=7841058350934892860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7841058350934892860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7841058350934892860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/wow-i-just-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-7920898005983642937</id><published>2008-11-17T23:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T23:25:30.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, i jsut finished band but i got to struggle to blog! LOL&lt;br /&gt;Super super tired! Running around like a psyco, carrying instrument here and here&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my bro, lester slacking just feel so pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is my performance day! Wish me luck! I gonna give it my best shot cause i only got this one chance, and after tmr, it will very much become a memory of my band days.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta give in all i can, gotta push myself, gotta to be the best!&lt;br /&gt;Javier chia, You can do it!&lt;br /&gt;Knowing Novy would cheer up, really wanna make me give my best!&lt;br /&gt;I will try to post some pictures tmr!&lt;br /&gt;Gotta to go prepare my performance dressing and stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Novy, if you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;Your support will do more than just a support&lt;br /&gt;And i miss you like the sun that is constantly chasing the moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7920898005983642937?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/7920898005983642937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=7920898005983642937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7920898005983642937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7920898005983642937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-people-i-jsut-finished-band-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-7730082672044011637</id><published>2008-11-16T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T22:56:51.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, omg i just had a long day today.&lt;br /&gt;I went for band today as usual, was preparing for a performance for this coming tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Had some cuts and bruises and stuff but i think i am okay. Then i had to transport all the necessory instrument to the performing hall. Haha all the instrument were heavy(some exceptional) Then i had to deal with lester's lunch cause he had meeting after that.&lt;br /&gt;After that i fetch him to the meeting area and rushing for home, cause my mum called me up to accompany her to go collect cakes, my cousin is going to get married soon!&lt;br /&gt;I went home and bathed and changed and went out! Took a cab down to ang mo kio, and suddenly i got a headache. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I went to the house, but everyone left alr. LOL! My mum and i had our lunch there and we went ang mo kio SHOPPING! She bought a top and i bought some stuff. LOL Then took a bus and walked home. Yeah so boring.....&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i really feel my blog is the suck-est luh. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to say now, tears are rolling cause i miss someone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7730082672044011637?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/7730082672044011637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=7730082672044011637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7730082672044011637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7730082672044011637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-people-omg-i-just-had-long-day.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-4521005655608209697</id><published>2008-11-08T22:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T23:06:13.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people! Its was a sad day for me today!&lt;br /&gt;Novy had to go indonesia but i really want her to stay. But its okay, she will be back anw.&lt;br /&gt;I will be waiting for her (:&lt;br /&gt;But i gotta be strong, or else i will only make her worried&lt;br /&gt;And so, got to train to hold back my tears.&lt;br /&gt;Its been less than a day that i saw her and i am already missing her already!&lt;br /&gt;Its feel like a week has past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling, you got to take care of yourself to make me not so worried about you okay?&lt;br /&gt; And drink more water, your throat is very sore i think?&lt;br /&gt;Darling, IMY and ILY &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for you till you are back, then we can go out together again!&lt;br /&gt;Muacks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4521005655608209697?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4521005655608209697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=4521005655608209697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4521005655608209697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4521005655608209697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-people-its-was-sad-day-for-me-today.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5680732535988591277</id><published>2008-11-07T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:17:22.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yo! I just bathed! i just spent a day with Novy cause it was her birthday eve!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Novy! And happy 6th month yeah (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, i woke up at 7.15am and went to bathe. Dress up and spike my hair and brush my teeth and went out! My jeans damn damn damn damn tight! But its nice, so i wore it. LOL, i struggle to put the button in lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went out to go purchase singapore flyer tickets, and Novy called me and ask me to meet her at 11-12noon (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its was my first time walking to the singapore flyer so i went around to look for directions at city hall interchange! Saw the 42 story singapore flyer so i head to that direction (:&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 tickets which cost $59&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to cs to collect the lovely flowers for my lovely girlfriend named Novy &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;Then went to tanah merah and met up with her and gave her the beautiful 14 stalks of red roses (:    &lt;br /&gt;At first she was very shy, but after that she accepted it. LOL, girls arh, shy shy one. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we watch HSM3 again!! Then we went to sakae sushi for lunch buffet.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to PC BUNK to play some online games. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to far east plaza to purchase scarf.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to marina square to catch a movie!&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, i review the surprise that i bought 2 tickets for the singapore flyer. LOL, she damn shocked lah! Acutally she guessed it alr, but i try to turn things around (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then blah blah blah.......... To the singapore flyer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were actually waiting for our flight at 10pm when it was 9.40pm&lt;br /&gt;The staff there thought we were waiting for a private cabin so he told us he would get a private cabin for us. LOL! Anw, we took it lor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took loads of pictures! But it was all taken by Novy's camera !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to mac to have supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to fetch her home, and btw i even sent her home, it was her birthday already (:&lt;br /&gt;So i gave her all her stuff and counted the steps that she took to walk to the lift (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to the bus stop to take 38 and from tampinese interchange walked home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The End-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5680732535988591277?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5680732535988591277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5680732535988591277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5680732535988591277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5680732535988591277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-yo-i-just-bathed-i-just-spent-day.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1811260529049904697</id><published>2008-11-05T01:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:20:53.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey yo!! I had i long day today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all begain with some stretching when i got out of bed! Then i smsed Novy &lt;3 and just walk around the house, i was still sleepy though. LOL! I feel so piggish this days, even SOMEONE said so. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went out to cut my hair, i forgotten to told the barber to not cut my fringe -.-&lt;br /&gt;I told him cut all thin, luckily sia!! Okay lah my hair now (:    I think....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to boon keng and met up wif my external band seniors!&lt;br /&gt;Gosh i was pile up with so many responsibilities!&lt;br /&gt;Got to struggle there.........&lt;br /&gt;Got to keep on holding there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1811260529049904697?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1811260529049904697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1811260529049904697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1811260529049904697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1811260529049904697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/11/hey-yo-i-had-i-long-day-today-it-all.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1846820985112769400</id><published>2008-10-31T16:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T17:15:23.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey people, i am lazy to blog lah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today TIRING! Lol... and i did a super bad thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was suppose to meet Novy 7.30 but i overslept and woke up at 10am -.-&lt;br /&gt;Sian, i confirm in deep shit luh.&lt;br /&gt;So i set off from my bed, i went to wear my clothes and pants and brush my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;Took my bag and off i go!&lt;br /&gt;Than starting to run to school to find her. Half - way to school, i realised i forgotten to bring my spec along -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my friends that walk pass me say, "Wah javier, you wear contact lens arh?" I no mood to smile so carried on running.&lt;br /&gt;Run to school canteen, i cant see a thing. LOL so i walk a round, thinking that her friends would tap me and show me the way, but they were not there. So i took a u-turn and took a look at festival park. Dont have also, than i go buy a drink. I damn sweaty luh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than she called me up to ask me go home and take my spec, but i didnt. So i ran to the batminton court and saw her there. Sit at staircase and did some soul-searching.&lt;br /&gt;Met up wif her and sent her home!&lt;br /&gt;If you are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling&lt;3,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry that all this happened&lt;br /&gt;Neither do i want it to happen&lt;br /&gt;But fate chose it to happen&lt;br /&gt;And it was my fault that all this happened to you&lt;br /&gt;The sharpest pain i felt is when&lt;br /&gt;I see you suffering under my actions&lt;br /&gt;And i dun want that to happened&lt;br /&gt;Its down to 8 more days&lt;br /&gt;So i guess i better tresure you now&lt;br /&gt;Just to avoid the regretments laters&lt;br /&gt;Anyway no matter what happenes&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hurt my heart is&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;No matter how much regrets i make&lt;br /&gt;I still love you.&lt;br /&gt;And just know that,&lt;br /&gt;I am right here waiting for you to be back.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for all the shit&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for forgiving me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love, Dear &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1846820985112769400?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1846820985112769400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1846820985112769400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1846820985112769400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1846820985112769400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-people-i-am-lazy-to-blog-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3075368918856018791</id><published>2008-10-27T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:11:12.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy! Ahem, a guy here don't know what to blog about and I'm damn bored and I wanna kpo a while so Im posting on his behalf eh? :D Ahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wait actually I dont know what to post, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, then nothing else alr loh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched HSM3 alr! DAMN NICE.&lt;br /&gt;People go watch it k, its seriously worth it. (If you're a fan of it)&lt;br /&gt;If you're not .. then no comments (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3075368918856018791?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3075368918856018791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3075368918856018791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3075368918856018791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3075368918856018791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-ahem-guy-here.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-2986170046463674400</id><published>2008-10-11T13:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T13:44:46.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey there,&lt;br /&gt;                   omg i just felt my blog skin damn gay. Hahahahaha!! Okay anw, my blog is so damn dead luh. LOL! Anw, as promised to Novy, i would blog! Hahaha i kept my promise!&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i wanna chane my blog skin alr, i cant stand it. lolololololololololol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, hello everyone, esp my dead blog. I have been busy wif my own personal life dat i neglectexd my blog(SORRY BLOG!) And my own ipod is lost -.- nvm luh, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life has been going quiet okay luh, though there're ups and downs, but i really love the ups more, hahahaha! and i got a flu now! Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be continued.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-2986170046463674400?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/2986170046463674400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=2986170046463674400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2986170046463674400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2986170046463674400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/10/hey-there-omg-i-just-felt-my-blog-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1966732946681726277</id><published>2008-08-02T10:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T10:17:27.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can tell by your tone&lt;br /&gt;I’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; taken it too far&lt;br /&gt;I should’&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ve&lt;/span&gt; let you in&lt;br /&gt;but I let you down.&lt;br /&gt;Guess i am the last person&lt;br /&gt;That everyone would approach&lt;br /&gt;I am alittle more than useless&lt;br /&gt;I tried to laugh it off but&lt;br /&gt;I made things worse&lt;br /&gt;All i can do is let my tears trickle down.&lt;br /&gt;I know its feels like the end&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like this again&lt;br /&gt;We can help each other&lt;br /&gt;Off the ground so we will never fall down&lt;br /&gt;I don't care what it takes&lt;br /&gt;All i care about is you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1966732946681726277?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1966732946681726277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1966732946681726277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1966732946681726277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1966732946681726277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-can-tell-by-your-tone-i-ve-taken-it.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8449674393097600138</id><published>2008-07-04T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:20:21.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh gosh, i am pretty exhausted from life. Sometimes i just wanna blow up! Lol. My fridays are always the busiest days lah! Esp today, Oh gosh i can die and drop dead anytime.&lt;br /&gt;I was in school the whole morning today, obviously. I was damn scared cause i didnt complete my simple maths hw, LOL. But it was only drawin graph wad, and i was also exhaused ystd and i slept late. Lol, excuses excuses and my crappy excuses.&lt;br /&gt;Than my school hrs end with a stupid science spelling. Oh Gosh, the spelling like for p4 like dat. Brainless leh!&lt;br /&gt;After the alarm went off, my friend and i head to the field to enjoy a game so soccer. LOL, i was laughing my ass out at the field. I was refered by Jialat was a scarecrow(dunnoe how to spell) I was delibrately acting a fool of myself, or shld i say being a retard. LOL, and reinald was laughing his ass out. LOL, you all should have seen me lah! its like a totally different person! LOL. Then something damn funny happened. I was tackling the ball from a guy. Than another guy happened to kick the ball away, so since i already launched my leg to the ball, I hitted onto a guy's ankle. HAHAHAHA!! I was laughing my ass out and he was cursing and swearing me. HAHAHAHA! Dude, that was an accident right! LOL. Than i was chosen to be the goal keeper -.- more like i let goal rather than prevent from scoring lah! Than this guy was kicking the ball and i approach him and gave him a slide! LOL, he fell than his specs was seen flying. And my kneel had a small cut. LOL, guess who is that guy? That guy was the guy i kicked his ankle in the earlier part of this post! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! OMFG, he was cursing and swearing at me again, and i was laughing my fucking ass out. HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;Than i had my school band. Omg i was stuck at a instrument, xylephone(dunnoe how to spell also) Gosh its like playing a piano like dat. Nvm just struggle.&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my soka band practice, its was also tiring but at least i learnt something.&lt;br /&gt;Well guys, i am going through a rough time. Hope we will all struggle together! For our future! No matter what it takes! Just finish this once and for all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8449674393097600138?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8449674393097600138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=8449674393097600138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8449674393097600138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8449674393097600138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/07/oh-gosh-i-am-pretty-exhausted-from-life.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8716706496176244661</id><published>2008-07-02T23:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T00:15:54.932+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>With reference from songs and thoughts in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what life without you&lt;br /&gt;Probably i can never be the same as today&lt;br /&gt;Probably i can never smile as often as usual&lt;br /&gt;And probably my heart can never be contented&lt;br /&gt;Without you.&lt;br /&gt;You gave me strength to pull through&lt;br /&gt;You gave me courage to stand up once again&lt;br /&gt;And you gave me love to struggle to the very end&lt;br /&gt;I will be there when you fall&lt;br /&gt;To pick you up from the ground&lt;br /&gt;If you lose faith in you&lt;br /&gt;I give you strength to pull through&lt;br /&gt;There's no use trying to get her off my mind&lt;br /&gt;Cause she kidnapped my heart&lt;br /&gt;And she's tearing it apart&lt;br /&gt;And it's never going to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me once&lt;br /&gt;You can hold me twice&lt;br /&gt;Even better if the stars are good tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Darling, my words are true&lt;br /&gt;And my love for you is the truth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8716706496176244661?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8716706496176244661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5660736847450349693.post-7474925909611258083</id><published>2008-06-28T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T22:41:14.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Being cared and loved is a great feeling&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just keep losing that feeling&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to talk about it&lt;br /&gt;Cause it may stir up an arguement&lt;br /&gt;I just want a less-problem life&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i want to get away from this life&lt;br /&gt;But running away isnt the solution&lt;br /&gt;Cause it only creates more problem&lt;br /&gt;Whereas on the other side, if i solve it,&lt;br /&gt;It will only affects relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, tell me what to do.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i would just bottle it up&lt;br /&gt;And controll my anger&lt;br /&gt;Anyway everyone is feeling happy now&lt;br /&gt;Guess they didnt know what happened&lt;br /&gt;So better not change their mood just because of&lt;br /&gt;An arguement.&lt;br /&gt;I know its hard to have a problem-free life&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt want it?&lt;br /&gt;Everybody does wad.&lt;br /&gt;I just hate my life.&lt;br /&gt;All i ask is alittle care and concern&lt;br /&gt;Is that so hard to give?&lt;br /&gt;I got nothing much to say already&lt;br /&gt;Wonder who reads this idiotic blog anw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7474925909611258083?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/7474925909611258083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=7474925909611258083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7474925909611258083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7474925909611258083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/06/being-cared-and-loved-is-great-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1109195185531301278</id><published>2008-06-10T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T23:12:49.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, just came back from a meeting. My brass band was in-charge of logistic lah. And i forgotten all about the meeting. My reporting time was 6.30 and when i realised i had this meeting, it was already 6pm lah. Omg, no choice, got to rush down FAST! Haiz, guess i cant really remember stuff. My memory is getting worst lah!! Well got to chiong maple now, And i got to help out my uncle tmr morning lah. Hmm should i sleep? Or just drink red bull and stay up till the nxt morning?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1109195185531301278?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1109195185531301278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1109195185531301278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1109195185531301278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1109195185531301278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-everyone-just-came-back-from.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5372413997396892815</id><published>2008-06-07T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T23:59:32.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orders from wingless angel, She command me to blog sia. Haiz, no choice but to blog lor.&lt;br /&gt;My school holidays has been quiet interesting. During my free time, i would usually use the computer and play maple lah. But during my busy time, i will be busily helping out my uncle carrying stuff and deliver it places to places. The best part is, he always bring me to places which has good food! I mean, delicious food! Even though it is not in a restaurant, but the food is so nice, you could hardly believe the taste! LOL, sorry, i am just being too kua zhang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad part is, Novy is overseas spending her holiday. Wow, didnt bring me along ar. Cnnt she left stuff me into a suitcase! Then row boat! She took a ferry to her destination and my friend(jialat) said she row boat! LOL. Well, hope she is doing fine there. Sometimes i just wish she could be by my side. While other times, I just want to hold her hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Novy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5372413997396892815?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5372413997396892815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5372413997396892815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5372413997396892815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5372413997396892815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/06/orders-from-wingless-angel-she-command.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-6750865759565842870</id><published>2008-06-04T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T20:29:55.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone, i know my blog is currently dead. Hehe, i was busy wad, working for my uncle. Going out with him veri fun leh! He brings me to nice place with nice food and surrounding sia!&lt;br /&gt;And i miss her damn bloody much. And my left arm is in pain, including my back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well novy, all you left with me is the ghost of you.&lt;br /&gt;Tears are falling&lt;br /&gt;My heart is breaking&lt;br /&gt;My soul is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are fading&lt;br /&gt;And i am broken on the floor&lt;br /&gt;But i am still loving you&lt;br /&gt;The same way as you did&lt;br /&gt;I am waiting for your return&lt;br /&gt;Return safe and sound okay??&lt;br /&gt;I love you always and forever.&lt;br /&gt;-Javier&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6750865759565842870?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6750865759565842870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6750865759565842870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6750865759565842870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6750865759565842870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-everyone-i-know-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-6931584381010032695</id><published>2008-05-25T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T23:30:34.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, i just came back from east coast. Went there to celebrate my grandfather's brithday. Hehe my grandmother did loads of funny things. Oh ya, the bill ar, DAMN NICE LEH. 400bucks like dat inside our stomache. WTH??!! Before we had dinner, i went to the beach, sat down and started thinking off a poem. Give comments on my poem okay?? Hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched the sky as the stars glow in the clear night sky.&lt;br /&gt;The beautiful stars flicker as it finds a spot to rest for the night.&lt;br /&gt;The soft but harsh winds blew piles of sand into the ocean as it sinks to the bottom,&lt;br /&gt;At the seabed, desprately waiting for the nxt place to be swept again.&lt;br /&gt;Different lights from ships miles away started attracting my attention.&lt;br /&gt;The lights remind me that people are out ther work and striving to succeed in their life&lt;br /&gt;Guess i got to work hard too!&lt;br /&gt;The gentle waves hit the beach with such force that swept anything within its path.&lt;br /&gt;The perfect sound created by the waves added another factor to my perfect night.&lt;br /&gt;Then all of a sudden, she came into my head.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime when i am along, i will always think of her&lt;br /&gt;Wonder how was her day&lt;br /&gt;How was she doing and stuff lah.&lt;br /&gt;I guess she really made a great impression of herself lah.&lt;br /&gt;She left this afternoon, and i am starting to miss her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novy soh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that can end my misery&lt;br /&gt;You are the only one that can end my pain&lt;br /&gt;And you are the only one that can put a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you for being far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I forgive you for not being by myside when i needed you too&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you for not being able to chat with me&lt;br /&gt;I just need you to come back safe and sound&lt;br /&gt;And i want everything back to normal.&lt;br /&gt;Wish everything could happened fast enough.&lt;br /&gt;You take good care of urself alright?&lt;br /&gt;My one and only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novy soh, I Love You!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6931584381010032695?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6931584381010032695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6931584381010032695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6931584381010032695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6931584381010032695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-people-i-just-came-back-from-east.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-922717366428453289</id><published>2008-05-25T16:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T18:15:05.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys people, i just came back from band. This coming wednesday will be my band's performance. Woot! I woke up late today sia, early in the morning at 1am, i was talking to Novy.&lt;br /&gt;Here is what happened when we talk,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number of times:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tsk! ---------------------Countless leh&lt;br /&gt;She made me laugh -----------Hmm countless too!&lt;br /&gt;She ask me to slp ---------------Pretty countless too, i didnt really count&lt;br /&gt;She talk about mtv ---------------Probably once or twice? She talking about her blog song&lt;br /&gt;She said "Orh" ---------------------Countless again, cause it was her fav word&lt;br /&gt;She made me felt i am loved by ------Once, but it was veri sweet. although it was 3 words only.&lt;br /&gt;her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, i hung up her phone at 2am and i went to slp. At first i could'nt slp, but in the end i slept wad. Then woke up at 7.50 when i am suppose to wake up at 6.45. Nvm, confirm late for band pactice de. My band chief talk and we went to talk our instruments. Went to the band storage room, saw kot gurls. All veri friendly leh, exept 1 sia. Hmm wonder what did i do wrong sia?&lt;br /&gt;Ahiya dunnoe lah. Today band was quiet slack lah,even though our performance is 3 days later. I left for band early and went to eat my lunch, got to rush off for a meeting, hehe. After eating lunch, i walk home wif my mum's lunch in hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then something struck me hard&lt;br /&gt;Something shook me&lt;br /&gt;Something made me sad&lt;br /&gt;It was novy's sms, she said she is going back indonesia today and not tmr!&lt;br /&gt;I stood motionless on the ground, and felt that my life is incomplete without her.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-922717366428453289?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/922717366428453289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=922717366428453289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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everything&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want to run far away&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want your attention&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want to turn my house upside down&lt;br /&gt;But you are the reason for the smile on my face&lt;br /&gt;You are the one who pull me up whenever i fall down&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that held me through stormy weathers&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that held my hand tight&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that made me who i am&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that i can approach no matter what the problem is&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that cared about me&lt;br /&gt;You are the one that love me&lt;br /&gt;And you are the one that i want to spend my life with&lt;br /&gt;And thank you for the love you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the time you spent with me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself, I tell myself it’s wrong&lt;br /&gt;There’s a point we pass from which we can’t return&lt;br /&gt;I felt the cold rain of the coming storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All because of you&lt;br /&gt;I haven’t slept in so long&lt;br /&gt;When I do I dream of drowning in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;Longing for the shore where I can lay my head down&lt;br /&gt;I’ll follow your voice&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is shout it out and let me hear it&lt;br /&gt;Not a day goes by that I don’t feel it’s burn&lt;br /&gt;Not a day goes by that I don't miss you&lt;br /&gt;And never a day that i stopped loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am scared that i will never see you smile&lt;br /&gt;I am scared that i will never see you laugh&lt;br /&gt;I am scared that i will never see you again&lt;br /&gt;I am scared that i will never hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;And i am scared that you will ignore me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This burn inside me&lt;br /&gt;This burn is killing me&lt;br /&gt;This burn is beyond words can explain&lt;br /&gt;I tied my pain my pain below&lt;br /&gt;Tied to a pole&lt;br /&gt;But it just keeps coming to me&lt;br /&gt;Inside me, i am broken into little pieces&lt;br /&gt;But i need this pain to end right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you&lt;br /&gt;Been far away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;I keep dreaming you'll be with me and you'll never go&lt;br /&gt;I will stop breathing if i don't see you anymore&lt;br /&gt;Hold on to me and never let go&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you to stay&lt;br /&gt;Cause I needed to hear you say&lt;br /&gt;That I love you&lt;br /&gt;I have loved you all along&lt;br /&gt;And I forgive you&lt;br /&gt;For being away for far too long&lt;br /&gt;And i forgive you for your mistakes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novy,&lt;br /&gt;my one and only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7198335825659562932?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5660736847450349693.post-4656594889646992088</id><published>2008-05-24T11:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T12:41:47.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Novy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I’m just scared&lt;br /&gt;To face the things I fear&lt;br /&gt;I will wait until the end&lt;br /&gt;When the pendulum will swing back to the darker side of our hearts bleeding&lt;br /&gt;I will save this empty space next to me like its a grave&lt;br /&gt;Where I lay a place for us to sleep eternally together&lt;br /&gt;So tell me what you want&lt;br /&gt;cause I would give you anything&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what you need and I'll go get it&lt;br /&gt;I give up all these dreams to have you in my arms right now&lt;br /&gt;I  give up everything and I forget it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer air reminds me of all the feelings of your love&lt;br /&gt;And what it was like when we were together&lt;br /&gt;And you held me through the stormy weather just like you did&lt;br /&gt;To everything in life that has an end&lt;br /&gt;So treasure it like everybody does&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Dream of us together&lt;br /&gt;And how great it could be&lt;br /&gt;But I'll keep my love as a secret&lt;br /&gt;Untill your loving me &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it is, i will be with you.&lt;br /&gt;I need you, I love you and I am just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILY Novy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4656594889646992088?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4656594889646992088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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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-5660736847450349693.post-6262052609903555829</id><published>2008-05-19T17:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T18:17:10.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I got to do another survey. Hence Survey time again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) What curse word do you use the most?&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Wait, is dat a curse word?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Do you own an iPod?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, if you giv me one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Who on your Friendster "Featured" do you talk to the most&lt;br /&gt;my friendster is currently dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) What time is your alarm clock set for?&lt;br /&gt;6am normally. Not dat early though, HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) What color is your room?&lt;br /&gt;Yellow,creamy yellow or smth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Flip flops or sneakers?&lt;br /&gt;Sneakers for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Would you rather take the picture or be in the picture?&lt;br /&gt;Be in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) What was the last movie you watched?&lt;br /&gt;Made of Honour!! HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Do any of your friends have children?&lt;br /&gt;NO. I am not yet married leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.) Has anyone ever called you lazy?&lt;br /&gt;YES!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.) Do you ever take medication to help you fall asleep faster?&lt;br /&gt;Does lying on my bed counts?? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.) What CD is currently in your CD player?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.) Do you prefer regular or chocolate milk?&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate milk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.) Has anyone told you a secret this week?&lt;br /&gt;Does saying "I Love You" counts?? HAHA Novy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.) Have you ever given someone a hickey?&lt;br /&gt;Wads is dat??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.) Who was the last person to call you?&lt;br /&gt;Kevin miss call. Idiot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.) Do you think people talk about you behind your back?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, probably jealous??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.) Did you watch cartoons as a child?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, esp tigger hopping around. Right Novy?? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.) How many siblings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.) Are you shy around the opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Kind of, when she is the one i like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.) What movie do you know every line to?&lt;br /&gt;Does mr.bean counts?? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.) Do you own any band t-shirts?&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.) What is your favorite salad dressing?&lt;br /&gt;Fruits and seasoning??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.) Do you read for fun?&lt;br /&gt;Not really. Seldom lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.) Do you cry alot?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, i emotional leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26.) Have you ever cried in public?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, when i got slapped by my father at TM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.) Do you have a desktop computer or a laptop?&lt;br /&gt;Both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.) Are you currently wanting any piercings or tattoo?&lt;br /&gt;NO. I dun wan both to be a burden to my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.) What is the weather like?&lt;br /&gt;Warm??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.) Would you ever date someone covered in tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.) Is sex before marriage wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Obviously?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.) When was the last time you slept on the floor?&lt;br /&gt;Few days ago when i was smsing Novy. Right Novy?? HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.) How many hours of sleep do you need to function?&lt;br /&gt;I not sure leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34.) Are you in love?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, deeply i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.) Are your days full and fast-paced?&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, esp when i am in band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.) Do you pay attention to calories on the back of packages?&lt;br /&gt;Nope. i just eat wad is nice. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.) How old will you be turning on your next birthday&lt;br /&gt;Happy 14 years old la. Another step to the work life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.) Are you picky about spelling and grammar?&lt;br /&gt;In school work, YES. Having conversation, Sometimes. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.) Have you ever been to Six Flags?&lt;br /&gt;HUH? Which part of singapore got six flags??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.) Do you get along better with the same or opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Both? I not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.) Do you like Cottage Cheese?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, but i only like the cheese part. I dun even know wad is cottage lah. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.) Do you sleep on your side, tummy, or back?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, how to sleep on my tummy?? LOL. All yes exept tummy lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.) Have you ever bid for something on eBay?&lt;br /&gt;Nah, i would rather go Marina Bay. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.) Do you enjoy giving hugs?&lt;br /&gt;YEAH. And i love it. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45) What song did you last sing out loud?&lt;br /&gt;StraitJacket feeling ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46) What is your favorite TV show?&lt;br /&gt;WWE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47) Which celebrity dead or alive would you want to have lunch with?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48) Last time you had butterflies in your stomach?&lt;br /&gt;Last night before my prata. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49) What one thing do you wish you had?&lt;br /&gt;Forever true love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50) Favorite Lyrics?&lt;br /&gt;Alot Alot of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey done, BEJEWELED TIME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6262052609903555829?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6262052609903555829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6262052609903555829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6262052609903555829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6262052609903555829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-to-do-another-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5163506830329562450</id><published>2008-05-19T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T17:46:03.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orders from Wingless Angel to do survey. Hence, Survey time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name 20 people. At the end of the survey, choose 5 people to do it. Do not read the question first, name the people first. Mine is not in order though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Judy&lt;br /&gt;2.Hui Min&lt;br /&gt;3.Kellsie&lt;br /&gt;4.Sharon&lt;br /&gt;5.Jing Yi&lt;br /&gt;6.Elvira&lt;br /&gt;7.Novy&lt;br /&gt;8.Carmen&lt;br /&gt;9.Helissa&lt;br /&gt;10.Wei Yan&lt;br /&gt;11.Reinald&lt;br /&gt;12.Shalihin&lt;br /&gt;13.Bronte&lt;br /&gt;14.Dels!&lt;br /&gt;15.Geralyn&lt;br /&gt;16.Bing Bing&lt;br /&gt;17.Jyoji&lt;br /&gt;18.Benson&lt;br /&gt;19.Melphin&lt;br /&gt;20.Hui Xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you met 14?&lt;br /&gt;Err, when i was born, i know she will be mine, Cos she is my cousin. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad will u do if u never met 1?&lt;br /&gt;My life will be incomplete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if, 9 &amp;amp; 20 stead?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, That will never happen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will 6 and 17 date?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, never will it happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 3?&lt;br /&gt;Current annoyance?? HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 8 attractive?&lt;br /&gt;Likes to disturb me, And SMILE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Describe 7?&lt;br /&gt;A girl that i love for my whole life! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u noe any of 12 family members?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad language does 15 speaks?&lt;br /&gt;Eng, chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is 9 going out with?&lt;br /&gt;How i know?? Ask her lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old is 16?&lt;br /&gt;Shit, i dunnoe?? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time u spoke to 13?&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA i dun remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is no.2 fav singer/band?&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit, i dunnoe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever dated 4?&lt;br /&gt;OMG PLEASE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u ever date 1?&lt;br /&gt;How would i know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is 19 single?&lt;br /&gt;YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's 10 last name?&lt;br /&gt;CHIA!! Like me!! HAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would u ever be in relationship with 11?&lt;br /&gt;NEVER IN MY LIFE!!!! OMG!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad is the school of 3?&lt;br /&gt;Hehe dunnoe how to spell.. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does 6 lives?&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere around singapore??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wad's ur favourite thing about 5?&lt;br /&gt;Cheerful anf funny!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have u ever seen 2 naked?&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG!!! SIAO AR!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novy♥&lt;br /&gt;Judy&lt;br /&gt;Kellsie&lt;br /&gt;Dels♥&lt;br /&gt;Hui Min&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5163506830329562450?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5163506830329562450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5163506830329562450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5163506830329562450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5163506830329562450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/orders-from-wingless-angel-to-do-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-4640668254965947054</id><published>2008-05-13T22:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:55:34.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I had a fun day today lah. Hope you all had a good day today too. It was marking day today so i woke up late today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My day begain at 11pm. I woke up, and switch on the com lah. Came online and chat wif my frens. Then played with Novy pool,checkers and Bejeweled. Weird huh, i dunnoe why i play this type of game also leh. HAHA, bejeweled Novy totally own me lah. Her score was 77k lah! OMG, i was like WTH??!! But nvm lah, i give way lah. To Be Continue.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4640668254965947054?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4640668254965947054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=4640668254965947054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4640668254965947054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4640668254965947054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-people-i-had-fun-day-today-lah.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3154284964087215410</id><published>2008-05-12T00:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T01:52:17.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hehe i am still awake leh. Wonder who is still awake. I just found out that Novy likes MAN U lah. I was like omg?? Now Novy is the only one entertaining me lah. Where are the rest?? Probably slping lah!! Nvm la,everyobdy nid to slp wad. Thanks to her, my blog has different songs. I am toally an inexperience blogger lah dat i got to rely on others. Enjoy the new songs please, those songs are/was my favourite songs. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3154284964087215410?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3154284964087215410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3154284964087215410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3154284964087215410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3154284964087215410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/hehe-i-am-still-awake-leh.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-580090686259784196</id><published>2008-05-11T14:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T16:07:39.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saw a quiz in Novy blog sia. Therefore i conclude, QUIZ time!&lt;br /&gt;This quiz taken by Novy. who took it from Vivien, and who got it from carmen.&lt;br /&gt;Got chain siah! hahas, wonder who is next?&lt;br /&gt;Got instructions also leh. So free hor, make quiz, Nxt time make it MCQ form lah!HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions:Remove one question from below, and add in your personal question.&lt;br /&gt;Make it a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people.List them out at the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. At what age do you want to get marry ?&lt;br /&gt;Ehhs,isnt this to fast to tell? I cant even buy food using my money lah! My mother sponcer meh one leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Who's more important to you? Friends or Girlfriend?&lt;br /&gt;Friends i think, but both like same leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who's the person you trust most?&lt;br /&gt;Omg so many people lah! You can ask me on msn, not here lah. Got alot of names leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, isnt this a stupid question?? Actually i also dunnoe leh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. If you can have a dream come true, what could it be?&lt;br /&gt;To be somebody famous, probably muscially famous? I just love attention lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;br /&gt;Omg why u asking me this? Is like asking me , Do u believe that human breathe in oxygen, So retarded lah! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;br /&gt;Probably not to hav a Critical Blurness after this year???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;br /&gt;Omg, u can go jump down a building already lah. Yes lah, or else how some couples live together for life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What will you do if your friend betrayed you?&lt;br /&gt;Find out the reason, try to forgive and forget. Or i would prepare a knife?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What feeling do you love most?&lt;br /&gt;To be loved and cared for the rest of my life. I am sure everybody loves that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Got requirements also ar?? Nid application forms wif parent's signature also anot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Do you think love is hard &amp;amp; tough?&lt;br /&gt;Yes i do think that way. But try to make it softer and smooth lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;br /&gt;Of course i do! For those who treat me the same ONLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What do you think is the most important things in in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Religion, Friendship, Studies, Family, Values and COMPUTER wif internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who cares for you the most?&lt;br /&gt;How i know?? Ask them lah?? You think i can read people minds meh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Describe the person who tagged you in 5 words.&lt;br /&gt;Question not applicable to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. What have you regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;br /&gt;Not fighting with my mentor side by side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What would you do when you feel that nobody cares for you anymore ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i am too lucky to have this type of problem. If it does happens, I will run away from home and cry at a corner. And then i will feel strong again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you love your life now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes and NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.A sentence or a phrase to describe you?&lt;br /&gt;"I am never going to be perfect and i love the way it is."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish with the Quiz&lt;br /&gt;Terminating in 10 seconds.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-580090686259784196?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/580090686259784196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=580090686259784196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/580090686259784196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/580090686259784196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/saw-quiz-in-novy-blog-sia.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5403636587141007341</id><published>2008-05-11T14:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T14:52:50.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, My mode has stabilised already, for now only. Trying to see the good things in life lah. Thanks for all the concern you guys giv me. I will tresure true friends from now on. I just came back from band. Nxt week there will be like a test coming up, To see if the band could play musically well. I better pull up my socks lah. Anw Mid-year exams are over, so i can do watever i wan. Probably practice my drum skills? Just now,i had lunch wif some of my band seniors. After lunch my little brother, Lester, and me went to 7-11. He took 5 mins just a pick an ice-cream lah. He like go market buy fish leh. Haiiz bo pian lah, my little brother leh. Feel free to chat wif me msn. I would gladly talk to you. Please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5403636587141007341?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5403636587141007341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5403636587141007341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5403636587141007341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5403636587141007341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-people-my-mode-has-stabilised.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-697021171308469904</id><published>2008-05-06T22:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T23:27:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just moments ago, i was assulted by my brother,sherman. I was busily preparing for my geo paper tomorrow when he disturb me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the bed studying my geo wif my hp speaking at vol 8. He came into the room ordering me to get out of the room to study. I said wait. He threw the psp on the bed and went to the toilet. Than the psp touched me, i tot his hand touch my leg than i accused him of touching me lah. Than he got so angry than he say nvr leh is the psp leh. than all the volgarities flew out of his mouth. Than realised dat he didnt touch me,it was the psp. i was wrong lah. Than he shouted at me" get out of the room lah." Than i said"shut the fuck up lah" He approach me and giv me a slap at the mouth. Than he said"ehhs chee bye, mummy not near leh,come fight lah." And of course, i retaliated. We fought for a moment before my maid and grandparents came in the room and stop us. He wanted to whack me and i wanted to hit him real hard but our grandparents stopped us. Out of anger and revenge, He threw my hp at me. Luckily it didnt hit me but now it is out of order. I wanted to whack him but i pity my grandmother than held me tightly. So i take a few deep breathe,tears rolled down my checks and i took my books and walk away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother, sherman, did alot of things behind my mother's back. And she is now in the dark. I knew a thing or two about wad he does, But i didnt wanna sabo him.Nvm i endure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, i busy preparing for tmr geo exam leh. U dun wan study not my problem lah, but i wanna study leh. Go disturb other people lah. knn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the fuckers out there which is living their lives happily and ignore/forgetting what i did for them, Go search your fucking soul lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why don't u put yourself my shoes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brother fights with you,&lt;br /&gt;Friends ignore you, worst thing is they like go giv empty promises and hide behind their stories.&lt;br /&gt;Friends treat you like spare tire,&lt;br /&gt;Friends angry wif you over misunderstanding&lt;br /&gt;Broken family&lt;br /&gt;Father likes to whack you&lt;br /&gt;Grades dropping&lt;br /&gt;Mother keep on nagging&lt;br /&gt;Teachers finding reason to scold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody hell, Wanna ignore me can lah. But fucking tell me first that you wanna ignore me wad before i make friends with you. Bloody hell make me go through all this shit all by myself. All you all know is to hide behind stories, makes empty promises and lie saying dat "i am busy,dat why i nvr sms you."&lt;br /&gt;Please lah,change your stories abit lah. I heard so many times ago already lah. You can't be possibly 24/7 busy one leh. And smsing me only takes less than 1 minutes. Please, enough is enough. I take all i can take. Dun push your Limits Assholes. Carry on living your lives happily lah, While i take the slow and sharp pain. No matter how much u all ignore me,There will always be a guilt in your heart. Carry on living a guilty life lah. Go search your bloody soul lah. I got so many fucking problem and you all just pile on top of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What all yourall wan?&lt;br /&gt;What i own you in my past life?&lt;br /&gt;Put the money where your mouth is lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i am really sorry to what i did to my grandmother. She stopped my from fighting wif my brother but she got hurted. And its all because of me. I am really veri sorry and guilty. If anything happens to her, I am willing to take all the blame. I am veri sorry than often shout at her,but after that i felt veri guilty. Everybody, Tresure everything you got. Dun wait till last minute than u start tresuring everything. By then you will regret for the rest of your life. Guess like i got to make it up to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SORRY GRANDMOTHER. I AM WILLING TO ACCEPT ANYTHING THAT I AM FATED TO HAVE. PLEASE FORGIVE ME. I AM SORRY AND I LOVE YOU VERI MUCH EVEN THOUGH I OFTEN SHOUT AT YOU OR DISRESPECT YOU. 3 words 8words 1 meaning&lt;br /&gt;"I AM SORRY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for all the ASSHOLES which ignore me or what so ever, especially sherman, THANK SO MUCH FUCKING LOADS. Why don't you try it on your love ones?? Why me?? A bunch of retarded idiots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-697021171308469904?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/697021171308469904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=697021171308469904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/697021171308469904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/697021171308469904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-moments-ago-i-was-assulted-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-6141538525024464351</id><published>2008-05-03T12:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T12:40:14.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people,&lt;br /&gt;I am going for my practice already. I am going to perform tonight. Woot! My band and me will be play 4 songs lar. My percussion section got to swap instruments. So dat means learning more songs on different instrument lah. But i don't mind, I am willing to put in the most effort than anyone else. I am willing to perform and make my mum proud. And i am willing to perform to make my religion Proud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was damn stressful lah when we heard we got to play 4 different songs. And i really hope i can join the school band lah in term 3. Well, i gtg now. Having lunch wif some of my band people. It a long day for me. I am probably coming home at 10pm. Anything just sms lah. Bye and take good care of urself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6141538525024464351?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6141538525024464351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6141538525024464351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6141538525024464351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6141538525024464351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/05/hello-people-i-am-going-for-my-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5513233646717684925</id><published>2008-04-25T23:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T23:48:56.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I just finished 3 mid-year exams. English(both paper 1 and 2), Chinese(both paper 1 and 2) and today was history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the english paper, I felt damn sleepy to i took a tiny rest. When i woke up, i saw a puddle of water on my table lar. I was like OMG!!! Shit Shit Shit, I cant believe i actually drool lar.LOL. I told it to a gurl and she laugh till her guts came flying around. Wow!! What a great impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the chinese paper, I was damn stress up lar. I didnt even know how to read the instructions lar. So i just follow logically. I didnt know how to write loads of words so i took a chinese dictationary wif me along. I keep flipping my dictationary to the last second lar. After the exam, i forgotten to bring home my dictationary lar. Guess my Serever blurness has struck me AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the history paper, which was today(25/4/08), I wrote my register number under the class section lar. I was like wth. I think i need to change my spec pretty soon lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally Dear Judy came to my blog and realised she was wrong. I miss those days when i talk long conversations with alot of people. But those days dun seems to be coming back. And i confess, i am a attention seeker. If i dun hav attention, there goes my mood then. My life without attention Sux. Well trying being in my shoes to know what the feeling is like. The pain, the anger, the sadness all at one go. You would probably break down. But i guess i just hav to bottle all of it up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5513233646717684925?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5513233646717684925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5513233646717684925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5513233646717684925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5513233646717684925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-i-just-finished-3-mid-year.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-4630600234537330065</id><published>2008-04-21T21:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T21:56:32.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I was laughing my guts out today lar. During school, there is one girl named Jing yi which is sitting beside me. Normally those who sit beside will die a horrible death. Hehehe she was the lucky one lar. From lines drawn on her book(almost every page) to pens being kept in my pencil box. LOL she was drink water today at class. When there were water in her mouth, I kept making her laugh so she had difficulty swollowing the water. I was doing my best but it didnt last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something happened to my hp. The hp screen is totally blank lar. But if i can call someone. Just that i cant reply msg. It was during the time when i dropped it in the toilet that started everything. This afternoon the screen was totally blank. BUT when i drop my hp softly, Guess what? The hp was as good as new lar. The screen started to work normally. I was like WTH lar. Mystical or not??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4630600234537330065?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4630600234537330065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=4630600234537330065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4630600234537330065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4630600234537330065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-i-was-laughing-my-guts-out.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-845406484454479990</id><published>2008-04-19T21:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T22:32:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, Well i went to my friend's blog and hence, SURVEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some veri random questions:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Have you ever though that a pretty girl would like you??&lt;br /&gt;Omg Never lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What are you thinking now??&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how blur i could be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Current favourite song??&lt;br /&gt;Fake by busted. Damn nice lahh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.What will you do if a veri pretty girl approach you for your number??&lt;br /&gt;That would take a miracle to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Muscially talented??&lt;br /&gt;Yeah wif my drums =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.Aim in life?&lt;br /&gt;I just want to attrach attention, I am a attention seeker u know. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Are you attached??&lt;br /&gt;Defitinely A big NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Top 10 Best friends(not in order):&lt;br /&gt;Bing bing,Parry,Sharon,Cassendra,Hui Min(Josephine),Jing Yi,Judy,Isabelle,Hui Xin and Eunice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Do you think they treat you equally??&lt;br /&gt;How am i suppose to know?? Ask them lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.Are u in love in anyway??&lt;br /&gt;I guess i am lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.Are you happy now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes i am, i just asked parry to do something stupid and we laugh for a few minutes continously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.When was the last time you cried??&lt;br /&gt;Does almost count?? It was ystd when i almost cried by Novy&lt;3 touching words. I was veri stress up ystd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Is the survey over?? YES IT IS, GOOD NIGHT. Hahas lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gtg now. Got to sleep due to band practice tmr. I got to wake up at 6pm tomorrow lar. Night night~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-845406484454479990?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/845406484454479990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=845406484454479990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/845406484454479990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/845406484454479990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-well-i-went-to-my-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1206336408019301665</id><published>2008-04-16T21:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T21:56:11.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY FINISHED</title><content type='html'>Hahas firstly i dun think i am using the com at the right time. Hahas okay nvm. I finally done a proper chinese composition. But the sad part was i didnt do it alone. I got my primary school teacher to coach me. I do the explaining and she do the writting. Of course not she write for me, she only wrote for my words that i didnt know how to write lar. Hahas my chinese Sucks lar. Easy words doesnt ring a bell lar. But when i see the word, then it rings a bell. I also went last minute hunting for beads. I had to do a candle holder tomorrow. Thanks to my great teacher,she though of the holder to use and the coloured beads. We then went together and bought it. Well she is a veri kind hearted teacher lar. Yeah well i had a good time at school today. Especially ACE lessons. We had 2 talks. The first talk was about cyber wellness while the other one is about blogging. I am so lazy to tell you what happened lar. If u really wanna know just ask me when i online lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1206336408019301665?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1206336408019301665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1206336408019301665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1206336408019301665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1206336408019301665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-finished.html' title='FINALLY FINISHED'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-7676222658717676981</id><published>2008-04-12T13:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:26:46.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I won't suffer, be broken, get tired, or wasted&lt;br /&gt;Surrender to nothing, or give up what I&lt;br /&gt;Started and stop it from end to beginning&lt;br /&gt;I can't bite my tongue forever&lt;br /&gt;While you try to play it cool&lt;br /&gt;You can hide behind your stories&lt;br /&gt;But don't take me for a fool&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that there's nobody else&lt;br /&gt;You can tell me that you're home by yourself&lt;br /&gt;You can look into my eyes and pretend all you want&lt;br /&gt;You can even tell me that you are sorry&lt;br /&gt;But your love is just a lie&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but a lie&lt;br /&gt;You look so innocent&lt;br /&gt;But the guilt in your voice gives you away&lt;br /&gt;So dont try to say you're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Or try to make it right&lt;br /&gt;Don't waste your breath because it's too late, it's too late&lt;br /&gt;Now i am broken on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Tears trickle down my face&lt;br /&gt;Anger and sadness was all i could though of&lt;br /&gt;Life wasnt wad i expected&lt;br /&gt;I try to see the good in life&lt;br /&gt;But good things in life are hard to find&lt;br /&gt;This love is killin me&lt;br /&gt;But you're the only one&lt;br /&gt;I've taken all I can take&lt;br /&gt;And i've waited all i can wait&lt;br /&gt;And i am hanging on a tread&lt;br /&gt;But u turned ur back on me&lt;br /&gt;And now i am better off dead&lt;br /&gt;I guess its time to move on&lt;br /&gt;But its easier said than done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-7676222658717676981?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/7676222658717676981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=7676222658717676981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7676222658717676981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/7676222658717676981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/i-wont-suffer-be-broken-get-tired-or.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-4842730854392839872</id><published>2008-04-11T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T23:32:12.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people,My day was fine today, Despite the stupid weather this morning. I reached school around 7am. Went into my classroom as it was RAINING. After dat was my favourite part of school, Singing majulah singapura. Woot i feel the joy of singing it. The Song "ROCKS" lar. Today i was having like a veri short day at school lar. Everything seems to be going faster than before. Guess like i didnt keep track of time. Last 2 period was chinese. My class and me had to do chinese composition. Well my chinese is quiet bad lar. But i managed to use a few chinese idioms. So cool lar. Than the last 20 minutes, i was flipping through my chinese dictionary. When my teacher said Times Up, I was like ohh shit abit more time leh. Many blanks can be seen on my paper lar. i was like finding the last word lar than my teacher took away the paper lar. i was like Wth. Blame me for not learning my chinese well in primary school lar. i guess i deserved it lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school was NCC. We had to run around pasir ris park lar. Run to 1 checkpoint and answer a question, then go to the next checkpoint lar. A total of 5 checkpoints we had to complete. By the time we finished, it was 4.30 pm already. So we board the bus and went back to school. I had PTM(parents teacher meeting) today lar. What a long day i had today. Then i went to a teacher in-charge of CCAs. I asked him if i could change my cca from ncc to Band. I realised dat Music is my passion. And the sense of enjoyment u get from performing, its totally priceless and the process of making a performance is just so veri fun lar. Well in the end, he asked me to consider about my choice. Cos firstly, am i willing to get no cca points for last year?? I am so Willing lar.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, will you commit urself to band. Even coming band for 4 days a week for SYF? Of Course i do. Well sunday when i go for my outside band, i will go consult my band seniors. See what is their comments they got to give. Well nothing much then, Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-4842730854392839872?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/4842730854392839872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=4842730854392839872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4842730854392839872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/4842730854392839872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-peoplemy-day-was-fine-today.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3092055464928861188</id><published>2008-04-07T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T21:30:32.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people,well i had a good but sad day today. Well it all started when i woke up and took a bath. Head to school and chat wif my friends. At class, my guy friends starting going around the class and pinching people till blue-black. Ouch!! I was also one of the victim. Haiz no chioce but to Pinch back lor. Yeah i know, I sec 2 already still pinching. Yeah i got it. Well, I had home econ lessons today. First 3 periods after singing my favourite song, Majulah Singapura. I hav been singing the song ever since i was a small boy. I woke up early in the morning when i was a small boy. And i favourite song was playing on tv. Lol. Well then when my stomach started growling, It was recess time. Well ate and drank. And it was 2 periods of english. So boring lar.&lt;br /&gt;Then it was maths,After doing the required sums. I played wif my friend, which is sitting beside me, tic tac toe. LOL. I did dat cos i scared i doze off at class. Well then it was 3 periods of geography. The class was making so much noise and then it was Going Home time. My favourite periods.&lt;br /&gt;Well i saw carmen at the playground upon going home. Then go home and came online.Till about 7.30, I had my dinner. my grandmother is so cute lar. My brother was talking to be on the dinning table "Ehhs javier i just now got double kill leh". After my brother said dat, My grandmother said" Cannot go barbeque". Me and my bro starting laughing for awhile. Then I Shared my problem to HuiMin. She was the one which comfort me. I wonder wad happened to the rest. I guess it was empty promises again. Well now i wondering who are the one which cared about me, Who like to giv empty promises. Well dat is all for u all to decide. Well i gtg now. Think of wad i said. Special Thanks To HuiMin &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3092055464928861188?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3092055464928861188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3092055464928861188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3092055464928861188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3092055464928861188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-peoplewell-i-had-good-but-sad-day.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1858977845338552257</id><published>2008-04-05T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T21:38:39.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, Well today i had a okay okay day lar. Starting of with my mother, put me on aeroplane lor. We suppose to go pray to my grandmother. Seems like her "Tickling leg" method didnt work this time. Woot! So then i call my mum when i woke up. And she said i meet her at sengkang. WTF so far!! In the end i went lar, Cos it a annual thingy and cos i respect my late grandmother. So went to sengkang and prayed to my grandmother and we all went to ang mo kio and hav our heavy lunch there. Then i go home wif my mum and little brother. Then i told my mum i going out and took $12 bucks from her wallet. But in the end i didnt even use a single cent. So well i went out wif 2 of my schoolmates. Slacked all around tampinese mall than go home.well i came across my friends blog. She was damn sad lar. So i said some enouranging words to her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life does not need to be perfect,&lt;br /&gt;Life does not need to be rich,&lt;br /&gt;Life does not need to be famous,&lt;br /&gt;As Long as a friend is Remembered,&lt;br /&gt;It is more then enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont count what you lost.&lt;br /&gt;Cherish what you have,&lt;br /&gt;And plan what to gain,&lt;br /&gt;Because past never returns,&lt;br /&gt;But future may return the lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well after saying those words to her, She didnt even replied a thing. Probably she dislike me or something. Well i just wanna be in her shoes, To know what she is thinking. Well i smsed her serveral times over a few day. She either sms me 5hrs later or she wont reply. But i checked her blog and i found out that she sms a guy in the morning leh. Wah! i dunnoe the truth lar but i felt veri jealous lor.Hehe so haizz. Wad to do.... Anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Judy, If you are reading this, Dun feel so sad lar. Just carry on with your life with your usual cute smile of yours. Just dun do anything silly alright? I Will be there for you forever, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1858977845338552257?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1858977845338552257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1858977845338552257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1858977845338552257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1858977845338552257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-well-today-i-had-okay-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-6845904529301943390</id><published>2008-04-01T20:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T21:34:00.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, well i did not blog &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ystd&lt;/span&gt; cos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ystd&lt;/span&gt; i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really did much and i slept at 8pm. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;veri&lt;/span&gt; tired &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;. Well my day started when my maid tickle my leg. Than i got no choice but to wake up and take a bath &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. Well i reached school at 7am and i sit at assemble area and listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;8am~9: Art, a little boring, the teacher ask us to explain a drawing which i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;dunnoe&lt;/span&gt; what the hell the artist drawing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;9am~9.30:science, copied some note and my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;handwritting&lt;/span&gt; is ugly and my teacher smiling, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.30am~recess:where i get my well deserve breaks. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10am~11.30: 3 period of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;english&lt;/span&gt;, since today is 1st &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt;, she told us that today got ca3 but in the end she said &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; fools, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30am~12.30noon: Maths. Sums after Sums. Nothing new. Boring &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.30noon~1.50:Assembly: Where i sing my school song &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;unproudly&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well class today was loads of fun. From my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;frens&lt;/span&gt; washing my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;fren&lt;/span&gt; face at the water cooler to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Engish&lt;/span&gt; teacher making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;april&lt;/span&gt; fool joke and even my Maths &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; teacher said"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Walao&lt;/span&gt; eh" &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt; got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; ascent so funny. Well i dislike 1 guy from my class. He is a so-called flirt, and i really dislikes his character. Not only me &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;dat&lt;/span&gt; hates him, but almost the whole class &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;malay&lt;/span&gt; boys also. Well he borrow from me $1, After 2 months which is today, he finally returned me the $1. and i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; to ask him to return. I mean he really no sense of responsibility one &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;. Money is not the problem here but is the time he took to return. And i had to ask him day by day. i was just testing to see his character. Well this is the type of person i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; in my school. What to do......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; a survey for u all to do, including my answers to it to know more about me =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top 10 Favourite guy and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;gurl&lt;/span&gt; friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;Gurls&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.Judy&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;Litong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;Cassendra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Huimin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Kellsie&lt;br /&gt;6.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39"&gt;Jing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40"&gt;yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41"&gt;Novy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Evan&lt;br /&gt;10.Sharon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guys:&lt;br /&gt;1.Bing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42"&gt;bing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43"&gt;Shalihin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Parry&lt;br /&gt;4.Kevin&lt;br /&gt;5.Marcus&lt;br /&gt;6.Benson&lt;br /&gt;7.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44"&gt;Kaiyang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45"&gt;Qi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46"&gt;Jian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.Mao Kai&lt;br /&gt;10.Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your 10 Favourites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Music:Memory by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47"&gt;sugarcult&lt;/span&gt; for now&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Colour: Black!!&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Cartoon: Probably Mr Bean&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Movies: Probably "land of the dead" or Dawn of the dead" or Shaun of the dead"(&lt;br /&gt;Favourite day of the week: Sunday where i go for my band&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Book: To busy playing computer game to read&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Games:Counter strike And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48"&gt;Dota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite place: Dark and quiet place to go for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49"&gt;advanture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourite food; Anything &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50"&gt;dats&lt;/span&gt; is edible&lt;br /&gt;Favourite Part of everyday: It is the time when i am sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current mood: Excited to faster finish this post&lt;br /&gt;Current Girlfriend: None&lt;br /&gt;Current sound u are hearing now:My typing&lt;br /&gt;Current Annoyance: My Internet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firsts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First crush: P2 but i cant remember her name, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First cries:Of course my birthday, 28 July 1994&lt;br /&gt;First True Love: I guess it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52"&gt;didnt&lt;/span&gt; really happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which girl do u admire the most:Guys won't answer u openly&lt;br /&gt;Which type of girl would you like: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53"&gt;Ehhs&lt;/span&gt; when i the right one than i tell you&lt;br /&gt;Did you ever think of being a superstar:&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54"&gt;Ehhs&lt;/span&gt; yeah but in a band&lt;br /&gt;What is the most &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55"&gt;embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; thing u ever done: Well dropping my phone in the bus and everyone was looking at me lor.&lt;br /&gt;What do u want to be when u grow up: Probably a rockstar in a band&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever loved a person for 1 year: Yes, i think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 things that you will do when u are bored:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Listen to music&lt;br /&gt;2.Text my friends&lt;br /&gt;3.Go online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Thing you want your friends to do to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Sms me please, i am dying to receive just 1 sms&lt;br /&gt;2.Share with me your feeling, Dun bottle it up lar&lt;br /&gt;3.Ask me out please, I am dying to get out of my house&lt;br /&gt;4.Send me great songs, I just love songs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-6845904529301943390?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/6845904529301943390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=6845904529301943390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6845904529301943390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/6845904529301943390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/04/hello-people-well-i-did-not-blog-ystd.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8657201236412649340</id><published>2008-03-30T21:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-30T22:07:30.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i had a busy and a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;veri&lt;/span&gt; fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;sunday&lt;/span&gt; today. My day started &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wif&lt;/span&gt; waking up at 8am. Well my mum had a hard time waking me and my bro up. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hahas&lt;/span&gt; i pity mum my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;. She even tickled my foot. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hahahas My Mum great idea&lt;/span&gt;. Then i gave my mum a break and struggled walking to the toilet. After bathing i went to brush my teeth and get changed. Then my poor mum had to wake my little brother up(Sorry mum). After we done everything, Its about 9am. Then my poor mum volunteered to accompany us to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;coffee shop&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hav&lt;/span&gt; our breakfast. After we had taken our breakfast, my mum went home and I brought my little brother to our Soka Brass Band. Nice ar the name. Hahas. Then I practice wif the band untill 12.30noon. During practice, The percussion section was Suaning me lor. Coz i oso in percussion section. Hahas they were laugh their guts out. After band i had to rush my lunch and rush off to a meeting at whampo. Veri far lor but i dun mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting finished about 4+. Then i join my mum at her fren's house. She was having the same type of meeting that i had. Just dat the meeting was in chinese. And i suck at chinese so i went for the english one lor. Upon going home, an auntie was tell my mum dat i looked like my eldest brother, Marcus, then she said i veri smart and shuaii. Like Wtf? Hahas alright.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i went home in my mum's friend car. As we lived nearby, the uncle which i know, asking me out to play soccer at the field nearby. So me and my little brother went to the field. I had a great time at the field sweating. My little brother upon catching the ball, fell and his kneel was bleeding. Hahas ahiyo see la, cannot catch dun catch lar, so hao lian for wad? Then i came home, took a bath and went online. Well its time for me to sleep. You all dun wan slp not my problem. I nid to get some beauty sleep. Anyways today is sunday. So that mean that tmr got school. Sian&lt;br /&gt;Night Night Everyone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw today, Judy replied my sms late, Kellsie left without say bye, Somebody spam Evan blog, And Evan was like high after Judy tag me, Marcus(friend) as usual suaner me and my little brother was acting like a retard. Sorry for the backstabs =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8657201236412649340?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8657201236412649340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=8657201236412649340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8657201236412649340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8657201236412649340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-had-busy-and-veri-fun-sunday.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3697386014330233347</id><published>2008-03-29T22:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:57:41.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello people, I didnt really did much today. I came online in the morning and i played Dota. After a few games i go msn and check on my chatbox. Little did i know that my classmates spam my chatbox. But its kind of funny lar, I guess. Then my fren, said that she got to go to at 7am this morning but i caught her online at 11am. Haha the teacher confirm veri tu lan lor wait for her to come school. Then i carried on playing Dota and now i got to sleep early, I hav to attend my soka band tomorrow. Good night people. Tag me if u can. And come my blog often coz there is a veri nice song playing rite now. Nitght Night~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3697386014330233347?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3697386014330233347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3697386014330233347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3697386014330233347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3697386014330233347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-people-i-didnt-really-did-much.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-5763084721753193914</id><published>2008-03-28T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T23:46:58.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well today is Friday. And that means that tomorrow there is no school so i can sleep in my own sweet LaLaLand. Well i had a long day today.&lt;br /&gt;I had school untill 12.30. Then i got to stay back for chinese oral and Ncc. The oral was damn nerve wrecking lar...I veri scared leh... Anyways by the time it was my turn it was about 2pm.So i dress into my Ncc outfit and went to canteen to slack for awhile and report to my seniors. Today's Ncc was special. The whole squat went to Singapore Army Museum. There we learn about the importance of Army and all sorts of stuff. There is also a room to water movies. We watched 2 movies. The graphic and sound system was excellent. It almost like you are experiencing it. The movies was about what we will do in the Army. So yeah...&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reached school, It was 6pm already. My sir then released us. And so i walked home alone. All by myself. And not even a single person smsed me. Good job you guys! Well then i eat my dinner and bathe and went for band. After band i met up wif my friend and we went for supper wif other of my band's frens. And after dat i came home.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a sentence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;When i looked up the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I wondered who was thinking about me at that point of time,&lt;br /&gt;Came to think of it, I was quiet lonely and depressed,&lt;br /&gt;Well coz i am filled with sadness,&lt;br /&gt;The type of sadness that many people experience,&lt;br /&gt;Well right now i wonder what is on your mind,&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways it take a lie to cover up for a lie,&lt;br /&gt;So please stay trueful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-5763084721753193914?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/5763084721753193914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=5763084721753193914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5763084721753193914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/5763084721753193914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-today-is-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-2553479922719592544</id><published>2008-03-27T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T22:35:20.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thanks to my cousin and Van, My blog is now complete....&lt;br /&gt;Please visit my blog often please?&lt;br /&gt;Cos got nice song leh&lt;br /&gt;Hav a good day everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-2553479922719592544?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/2553479922719592544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=2553479922719592544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2553479922719592544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2553479922719592544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/03/thanks-to-my-cousin-and-van-my-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-3409175834859809460</id><published>2008-03-27T20:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T20:05:48.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well i am starting to blog already. Good news ehh? But i accidently deleted the chatbox and wondering who want to offer their help to me. Must tell me leh!! Than i will sure start to blog le.hehe anybody? Add me at &lt;a href="mailto:emoste4r@hotmail.com"&gt;emoste4r@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; and tell me FAST!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-3409175834859809460?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/3409175834859809460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=3409175834859809460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3409175834859809460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/3409175834859809460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2008/03/well-i-am-starting-to-blog-already.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1194526072681402781</id><published>2007-09-03T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T07:58:14.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Sweet 13 Birthday Kevin</title><content type='html'>Today is my friend 13 birthday.Woot.Kevin,if u are reading this,&lt;br /&gt;Kevin,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u are a really good godbro to me&lt;br /&gt;when i fall u are there to pick me up&lt;br /&gt;when i am sad u are there to cheer me up&lt;br /&gt;when i am bored u are there to lighten my day&lt;br /&gt;And i thank you for all the things u did for me&lt;br /&gt;U will always and forever be my godbro&lt;br /&gt;Kevin u are finally 13 but i am 13 faster than u haiz cannot blame ar slow.&lt;br /&gt;Hav a sweet day today.wish u all the best and good luck in everything u do&lt;br /&gt;Jia you!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KEVIN&lt;br /&gt;LOVE U.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1194526072681402781?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1194526072681402781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1194526072681402781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1194526072681402781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1194526072681402781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-sweet-13-birthday-kevin.html' title='Happy Sweet 13 Birthday Kevin'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-2955808327309218681</id><published>2007-09-03T07:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-03T07:52:04.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A fun and enjoyable Sat + Alittle Sun</title><content type='html'>Firstly,sorry to all the ppl who read my blog.i was quiet buzy to update my blog.Sorry u guys.=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I had&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt; a good sat.wish all of u were there to enjoy too.and there was alittle time i was emo luh.&lt;br /&gt;Sat i woke up and i used the com.waiting for my fren to wake up and plann.then he called.haiz finally.than we met at newton mrt station.slack abit and actually we were suppose to go my frens house but my frens dun wan go than i say nvm we go amk hub.than he said okay and we went there.we had fun too.went around.my frens actually wanted to ask girls for number but i guess they were too shy.aft dat we went to eastpoint and met up wif some other frens.we did some thing only than veri boring so i took out my earpiece and emo.that doesnt end there.i met up wif my mum and went for a concert wif her and my 2 other bros.aft dat i i had my lunch and runshed down to east coast chalet for my fren birthday party.since i reached there at abt 12+ i told my mum that i was going to stay there overnight.(see i so guai,LOLS =)than my fren ask my not to slp.stay up the whole night luh.we played cards and majong(anyhow play de)in the end i nvr win.(Sob Sob)Than i was getting tired so i slept.i slept for 2hrs.Little did i know dat i miss seeing the sun rise.haiz nvm luh.Than we played a bit of majong and it was time for us to go.It was abt 8+ when we left the chalet.Than i went for somethings and went for band.Haiz the band was kind of interesting and boring.Firstly it was like back to basic.but if everyone did well than we could do some tricks.but the thing is there are some small boys which arent serious in it and they run around.So frustrating luh.than i went to eat wif my bro and went home.&lt;br /&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~THE End~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Sun'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8085490517819701791</id><published>2007-08-25T23:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T23:18:25.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me And My Sat</title><content type='html'>Today it a sat ppl.i woke up early and bathe.get ready for going out.i went out with jordon(my friend)and his group and we played dota together.i am a feeder.i oso dunnoe how come i so noob in dota.i keep dying untill i quit the game.haizz boring ar keep losing.The thing is i was playing with a bunch of strangers which is in the same lan shop with me and i quit.Than i went to check on my fren at the other side of the room.one of my friend was at his com when i quit.Than a bunch of act 'big' gangster come looking for me coz i quit.on the way to my com they scold me noob and all the bad words.haiiizzzzz.in the end my friend kena scolded not me.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry kevin.&lt;br /&gt;Than we went tp pz and meet up with 2 more fren and we went to t mall.over there we slack and slack till 6.30 than i went for my meeting.haizzzz okay okay luh.go for fun only.Than went home and eat dinner.Dat how i spent my Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Boring right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8085490517819701791?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8085490517819701791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=8085490517819701791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8085490517819701791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/8085490517819701791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2007/08/blog-post.html' title='Me And My Sat'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-2213856234309011744</id><published>2007-08-24T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T21:33:39.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FriDay.......Haiz</title><content type='html'>Today school was okay okay luh.morning emo and listening to music on my phone.aft dat was english.haizzz..........got to do skit but in the end nvr do.than was recess.emo again with music.&lt;br /&gt;than was science.got test....... but like easy ar.&lt;br /&gt;than got maths test.....not enough time de lor but still....haiz&lt;br /&gt;than was literature test......dat one boring like anything......sian&lt;br /&gt;than i went to change into my ncc uniform i went to hav lunch with my fren and waited till 2.30 than ncc start.tiring ar ncc but i juz endure ar.&lt;br /&gt;than it finally come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;than called kevin and jordon but nvr pick up.&lt;br /&gt;haiz.......this is my life.What to do.........haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-2213856234309011744?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/2213856234309011744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=2213856234309011744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2213856234309011744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/2213856234309011744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2007/08/fridayhaiz.html' title='FriDay.......Haiz'/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-1921288740723355436</id><published>2007-08-23T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T17:02:44.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is very de sian de lor.i today nvr go school coz my hand pain and i veri tired.stayed at home,study my history and use com.i wasnt dat good in blog so i asked my friend to help me out.turned out dat after 3 hours he done finish the template(veri fast leh)than like this lor.One word,"SIAN"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i went for the audition wif my fren for the teacher's day thingy.Than i was like banging the table.Bang till the skin come out.like nice ar but not nice.my left hand got 6 plaster and my right hand got 2 plaster.Am i Emo or any i juz acting?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-1921288740723355436?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/1921288740723355436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5660736847450349693&amp;postID=1921288740723355436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1921288740723355436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5660736847450349693/posts/default/1921288740723355436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-is-very-de-sian-de-lor.html' title=''/><author><name>EmoSter</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11685127435126267678</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-5660736847450349693.post-8910759093428502504</id><published>2007-08-23T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T16:32:07.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~~~~~nothing to put~~~~~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Welcome to my new blog.feel free to look at my Emo blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5660736847450349693-8910759093428502504?l=emoster.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://emoster.blogspot.com/feeds/8910759093428502504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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