<?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-6571500</id><updated>2011-07-31T03:21:25.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wolrsed</title><subtitle type='html'>Thankz....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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>44</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-7676173062228291819</id><published>2008-01-29T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-19T23:02:32.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-More&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Man have to succumb to pleasures&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Never satisfied?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The other? Or you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uncontrolled leaks as it pours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Out, flushed in the chest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fences popped.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, to the submerged in your flash flood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-7676173062228291819?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/7676173062228291819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/7676173062228291819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2008_01_01_archive.html#7676173062228291819' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-5224639656516270863</id><published>2007-09-15T00:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T00:51:31.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O, o, o,&lt;br /&gt;Promo Exams rushing through my door,&lt;br /&gt;Cramp with extraneous stuff, howst to make past it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Palm a hand, fingers interwined&lt;br /&gt;Oft close, often yet undisclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impeccable lust,&lt;br /&gt;Heavy lust for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blithely kisses, oh roses.&lt;br /&gt;Preeti's poems? None need I.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-5224639656516270863?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/5224639656516270863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/5224639656516270863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_09_01_archive.html#5224639656516270863' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-356467090224106346</id><published>2007-08-24T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T00:28:10.369+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Goo goo gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn the examinations, maybe not. Preparations have to be done, but have you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Standing naked&lt;br /&gt;baring all that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my limp soul caked.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To bare that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green angst,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Callow. Untold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-356467090224106346?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/356467090224106346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/356467090224106346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_08_01_archive.html#356467090224106346' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-6197296592739639499</id><published>2007-07-25T16:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:14:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Detached emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;improbable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Untimely actions.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-6197296592739639499?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/6197296592739639499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/6197296592739639499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#6197296592739639499' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-2794127216034521312</id><published>2007-07-05T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T17:16:23.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, I wanted to blog since I have came back from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Kota&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kinabalu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made random notes which I wanted to post them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sick, so is the world,&lt;br /&gt;mind, body, soul reeks.&lt;br /&gt;Hope of rain traipse.&lt;br /&gt;Death, to catch, to miss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Relationship&lt;/span&gt; is a journey which never ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People get hired for their skills but dismissed for their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I got reminded of Joy Luck Club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50% of Shell's new intake is woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right people in the right job, rid the unwanted staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meat, No salt, No cooking oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is pretty little of what I took down during the talks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 3rd July...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this lady while walking down the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;corridor. She look &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;gorgoeus&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;durh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-2794127216034521312?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/2794127216034521312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/2794127216034521312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_07_01_archive.html#2794127216034521312' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-2706880064475707297</id><published>2007-05-30T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T23:23:18.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Over this course of three months or so, I think I have lost my focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, sincerely wanted to start afresh prior to this year. Distractions, quite a handful of them managed to redirect my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to steer back.  Vroom Vroom,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, after my stay at Sabah for a week. The need to study will return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will, thou will shalt be Strong&lt;br /&gt;Or so they say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-2706880064475707297?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/2706880064475707297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/2706880064475707297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html#2706880064475707297' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-4314220542376928178</id><published>2007-04-19T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T19:54:48.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lead wrongly. And I feel &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;thrashy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat by the chair in my back porch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paging for God's rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so weak I realised, So susceptible to desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aye, the workload is getting heavier... Really hope i can managed my time well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gp is tough.&lt;br /&gt;Econs is manageable.&lt;br /&gt;Lit is fun.&lt;br /&gt;Mat is normal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-4314220542376928178?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/4314220542376928178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/4314220542376928178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_04_01_archive.html#4314220542376928178' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-117103579650992561</id><published>2007-02-09T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T23:44:59.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIFTEEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear its 15. Or maybe to delude myself, it is 13 after reduction...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a 12...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, really, i'm grateful for this results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really feeling a sense of gratitude towards my teachers. They were really there to help me out during the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thank you from the bottom of &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;my Heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;For one thing sure, Peicai (OH NO) you will be missed by Me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-117103579650992561?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/117103579650992561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/117103579650992561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117103579650992561' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-117077419544795661</id><published>2007-02-06T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T23:03:15.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its good to find out that someone knows about Dave matthews band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life had almost come to a stagnation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your top was untied and I thought how nice It'll be to follow the sweat down your spine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Dream girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nice sweet right... hee if i only could do that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-117077419544795661?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/117077419544795661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/117077419544795661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_02_01_archive.html#117077419544795661' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-116982760382443182</id><published>2007-01-27T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:06:43.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it possible to start .&lt;br /&gt;I mean start something worthwhile....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance is fun! Probably...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-116982760382443182?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/116982760382443182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/116982760382443182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2007_01_01_archive.html#116982760382443182' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-116367221476312033</id><published>2006-11-16T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:16:54.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O level examinations is rounf the finishing line...&lt;br /&gt;I do hope i get what I aim for... I did work hard. Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will be my plans if I get my results back...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-116367221476312033?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/116367221476312033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/116367221476312033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116367221476312033' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-115849825244612272</id><published>2006-09-17T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T21:04:12.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello !! I'm back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm Afraid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O's around the corner... I am not really prepared. I want good results. But am I working for it?&lt;br /&gt;such a rhetorical question...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i had realise that the time nearing. And i'm trying. i hope theres some divine help thats going to pour down on me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one&lt;br /&gt;two&lt;br /&gt;three&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pa pada ped two pad tata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zi.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-115849825244612272?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/115849825244612272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/115849825244612272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2006_09_01_archive.html#115849825244612272' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-114310920661295791</id><published>2006-03-23T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:22:10.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was in the midst of quietude&lt;br /&gt;when this particularly lady walk pass me...&lt;br /&gt;Bamp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lunged two feet to my right by the sudden jerk of the train&lt;br /&gt;zzz....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-114310920661295791?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/114310920661295791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/114310920661295791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2006_03_01_archive.html#114310920661295791' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-113388224455891722</id><published>2005-12-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T23:24:17.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its been a day since i came back from camp&lt;br /&gt;the camp site was horrible... mud is present everywhere...&lt;br /&gt;my boys were a little affected by it...&lt;br /&gt;complaining about spiders, toad croaking... etc...&lt;br /&gt;bronze silver and gold was out of our league... but&lt;br /&gt;we tried our best... or maybe me...&lt;br /&gt;i was quite sad i did not win at least, a bronze...&lt;br /&gt;our tower was an hour glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did not pass the grading though... sobz..&lt;br /&gt;but it certainly tested our endurance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good jobs guys..&lt;br /&gt;Too bad 2 years down the road i wont be with you... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed home badly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good to be back in Singapore&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for this Sunday!!! 11thDec&lt;br /&gt;moving to EXPO!!!&lt;br /&gt;yay... we seriously need a change&lt;br /&gt;maybe shifting of place was essential.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-113388224455891722?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/113388224455891722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/113388224455891722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_12_01_archive.html#113388224455891722' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-113310241270741867</id><published>2005-11-27T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:40:13.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i came back from china this monday....&lt;br /&gt;the trip was a week long....&lt;br /&gt;went there to help out a show... ha...&lt;br /&gt;i was the youngest there... the other 13 mainly consist of aunties...&lt;br /&gt;they are fun people tho....&lt;br /&gt;we went to quite a few shopping streets there... variety of goods sold there.. but not for me...&lt;br /&gt;can see a few chinamen spitting, talking loudly on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;people strolling across a street of cars... apparently im one of them :)&lt;br /&gt;girls are hard to find on the streets... but near those shopping malls you begin to see them..&lt;br /&gt;there was one day i took the train to a Fareastlike Plaza... the girls and guys there dress very weird... the culture is very affected by japan...&lt;br /&gt;females there with funky hair... clothes... zzz.... but they were pretty tho...&lt;br /&gt;males there with werid hair... clothes... zzz.... they look... ? normal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last three nights was the show... a magic show...&lt;br /&gt;guangzhou was a new ground for us... contacts were little...&lt;br /&gt;we were expected to have a small crowd... but&lt;br /&gt;thank God miracles happen...&lt;br /&gt;the show was widely recieved... it was full house during the whole 3 nights... yeah&lt;br /&gt;the earnings was highest compared to the previous trips in Shanghai and Beijing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaz... this trip was a wonderful experience for me... i enjoyed it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope you guys enjoy the remaining holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-113310241270741867?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/113310241270741867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/113310241270741867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_11_01_archive.html#113310241270741867' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-112809344684852518</id><published>2005-09-30T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T23:17:26.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok... during september holidays... i went to a OBS camp... with a few of my good friends... hell it was fun... trek, rock climb, climb, zzzz.... felt very tired... hahaz... i saw how man could be that selfish....or selfless... it depends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm... im bored... tomorrow is a saturday... and i dunno what to do.... play dota? hahaz... talk about Dota... play with those people like sherwin woon choon clar especially sin... can be a pain at the stomach.... all the crappers... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of year exams coming... not really prepared... my priorities not really right... but guess can pull through... lets hope for the best... i dun wanna drop A maths... not really doing well with it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;previous night went for Stomp concert... Exhilarating performance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slacking... zzz... im hungry... but needa sleep... heck... see ye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-112809344684852518?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112809344684852518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112809344684852518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112809344684852518' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-112325769338043484</id><published>2005-08-05T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T00:01:34.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why cant things go my way... sobz... its been three days... last night i broke it... dam... Lit is becoming scarier... how i wished MsKodi will be nicer... hahaz... actually quite nice liao... ah.. heck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i was playing maple... zzz... clar called mi... tolde mi that someone was playing maximum tune with my card... WAOH... first reaction was F**k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this card meant something to mi... i lost it a few months ago... i dont expect it to be found... or anyone who took it and so brave to use it... least i found out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy said he made the card.... in march... zzz. the card was RIDOX same as my previous card... when u play a set amount of games u must change to a new card... i have the copies of the old cards... he did not have them... he said he threw away... zzz. the car was toyota MR2... yellow in color... exactly the same as my 'lost' car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway... in the end he told mi... 'if you want the card, i give you... if you dont want it i take' obvious choice= take! hahaz... mixed feelings of getting my MR2 back.. i feel excited... when i played the C1 course and 17.4 map... i felt different... i felt the aderaline rush that was lost recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also felt bad... i kinda pressure him to return me the card... i felt that i was taking advantage of the situation... i had like 4 friends there... he had only one... i could imagine how he was feeling... scared nervous confusion... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need something... i lack something... i want something... i wished for it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-112325769338043484?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112325769338043484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112325769338043484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_08_01_archive.html#112325769338043484' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-112048917085356377</id><published>2005-07-04T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T22:59:30.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>When you try your best, but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want, but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired, but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;When the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone, but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;If you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just watch and learn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-112048917085356377?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112048917085356377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112048917085356377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112048917085356377' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-112048986673047385</id><published>2005-07-03T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T23:12:06.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Buddhist fell from a cliff&lt;br /&gt;He shouted "Buddha Save Me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;He was safed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Christian fell from a cliff&lt;br /&gt;He shouted "God Save Me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;He was safed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Muslim fell from a cliff&lt;br /&gt;He shouted "Allah Save Me!!!"&lt;br /&gt;He was safed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a Indian fell from the cliff&lt;br /&gt;He was not safed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-112048986673047385?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112048986673047385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/112048986673047385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_07_01_archive.html#112048986673047385' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-111781942353022424</id><published>2005-06-04T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T01:23:43.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>holidays started... :) went to Geylang just now... saw some whores... enticing some old uncles... when you see those old peeps... with their lustious ? eyes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eww... but frankly... those chickens look quite good... got appeal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-111781942353022424?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111781942353022424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111781942353022424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_06_01_archive.html#111781942353022424' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-111651128877653633</id><published>2005-05-19T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-19T22:01:28.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello... exams over... yay... my reuslts quite ok... passable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy ya.... =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days are so .... predictable... things i do are so common... need to find a interest... holidays coming... so much hmwrk too... hope can finish by 1 week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing to write liao...  see you people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-111651128877653633?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111651128877653633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111651128877653633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_05_01_archive.html#111651128877653633' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-111079302229615438</id><published>2005-03-14T17:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T17:37:02.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>march holidays.... lucky theres not much homework... :) went to Bedok jetty to fish... did jetty jump.... hell was it scary... but like for 2 secs.... fun... caught 10 fishes... all so small and puny... the experience was nice tho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my exams werent done well... all the borderline passes... with a few fails... :( lazy to study... haha... hope next time will be better....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to Sentosa.... for the second time in my life since young... the sea water there was very cold... didnt do much there.... kinda boring....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-111079302229615438?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111079302229615438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/111079302229615438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_03_01_archive.html#111079302229615438' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-110458416446925383</id><published>2005-01-01T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-01T20:56:04.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A New year has started.... A year pass.... but like nothing special... The Christmas bash at Forty caning was extremely fun.... enjoyed myself... but that was like 6 days ago... haha... Oh ya.... I wanna Thank Jeanie man... Today i was suppose to take 76 to Serangoon... then i took 197... i was SLEEPING through out the ride... then it brought mi to Bugis Junction... siao bo... then i recieved a reply message from her... i woke up... realised how come i am near Parco... then came F**k! i was in the wrong bus.... lucky man....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new year resolution is to jio her&lt;br /&gt;and win her heart back....&lt;br /&gt;can u believe it?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-110458416446925383?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110458416446925383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110458416446925383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2005_01_01_archive.html#110458416446925383' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-110267010552391763</id><published>2004-12-10T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-10T17:15:05.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back form Shanghai.... there was really cold... but it dint snow.... sad... thought can see those snowflakes... haha.... suppose to be a shopping paradise there.... but turned out... all not Singaporean stuff.... only good thing is EAT... yup....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-110267010552391763?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110267010552391763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110267010552391763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_12_01_archive.html#110267010552391763' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-110078574541330327</id><published>2004-11-18T21:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-18T21:49:05.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>K.... back.... hmm... Holidays are here... but i aint enjoying much of it... :( Went to East Coast to blade... Not really good at it... My blades dint allow mi to speed.... :'(  haha.... kinda bored... watching tv now... nothing to say leh... :( sad fuck... grrrr.... Oh ya... To Dao Qing out there....&lt;br /&gt;Please la...Don't be so deperade for cash.... Earn it the right way... You will feel much better.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thus the wise Win before the Fight and the fool Fights to Win&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                     &lt;br /&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-110078574541330327?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110078574541330327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/110078574541330327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html#110078574541330327' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-109716478597162184</id><published>2004-10-07T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T00:01:51.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;2 months past... wee... lots of things happen... especially this 2 days... but firstly... i've got to say.. Ms Tan or to prefer MRS LEE... i don't know why leh... Whats your problem ah? Can you don't be so biased anot? I'm sick of it... Even if you don't like mi... I have the right to demand proper teaching from you... And if i don't have it... Then i guess the schools not up to its motto huh? A Student has the Right to Ask For a Condusive Environment... How ironic it can be... yah yah... You will never read blogs, so i guess... it's just a waste of time writting this... bleah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW... FOR THE SCARY PART.... Hang on to your sits dudes...&lt;br /&gt;My maid kena possess... Scary.... She throwed 2 chicken RAW wings into my father's pond... Apperently wanting to kill the coils in a alternative method... She put 2 eggs outside my house? She doesnt wanna go back to the agent... She fainted? but that was confirm fake cause she lied to her agent about it... saying that she din faint but fell down... She wore a White scarf over her head... In a praying position... sitting down... She walked out of the room... kneel down... and knee-walked back to the room... turn offed my sis hi-fi set and went to her bed... They were sharing the room... Lastly... she went to my mum's room... when my sis not around... locked herself... and peeed on the Bed... Yes... Pee... pee... WHAT THE?! My parents threw away the &lt;a href="http://searchmiracle.com/text/search.php?qq=Mattress" target="_blank"&gt;mattress&lt;/a&gt;.. The agent said that she was acting... putting a act to scare us... To frightened us to send her home... What ever is the reasons... it certainly scared mi out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should look at her...&lt;br /&gt;When she smiled at my dad&lt;br /&gt;And said&lt;br /&gt;"Sorry Sir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-109716478597162184?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109716478597162184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109716478597162184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_10_01_archive.html#109716478597162184' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-109343123560138054</id><published>2004-08-25T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-25T18:53:55.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian... so long.... the server have not set up yet... getting boring nowadays... always so sleepy... haha... then today... so lame.... class punish by Miss Tan... for talking in class.. then after skool tallk to table... so stupid... like fools... haha... guess thats all... ARGH!!! boring!!! :( .... miss u much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna beat a monk&lt;br /&gt;with a assassin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-109343123560138054?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109343123560138054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109343123560138054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109343123560138054' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-109264256288851561</id><published>2004-08-15T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T15:49:22.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wah.... today got church service at suntec... so fun... Jump Jump Jump... haha... then the sound quality... TREmble so high... loud... after service... saw my frend with a 7610! so nice... im gonna buy at end off this year or earlier... ;) after finish liao.. wanted to look for her... but... so many people... so i dashed that hope... :( @#%&amp;*!^ ragnarok! file so big... people 100+kps mine? 20kps! dam.. so slow.. download 50%... then later dunnno who deleted the file! argh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blablablabla....&lt;br /&gt;lalala~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers bloosom like bosom&lt;br /&gt;they look so nice i wanna take&lt;br /&gt;But when i stretch my hand to grab it&lt;br /&gt;I was stop by this fellow angel...&lt;br /&gt;A life so new that cant compare dew&lt;br /&gt;Ronald Susilo he plays so well&lt;br /&gt;even when he met his match he cant be stop&lt;br /&gt;unlike me i cant say more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-109264256288851561?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109264256288851561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109264256288851561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_08_01_archive.html#109264256288851561' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-109049873358357466</id><published>2004-07-22T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-22T20:18:53.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>am i a pathetic shit or wat? muha... "Sup Dude" and a middle finger was shown... wat hospitality he has shown....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Castle Of The Dog &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my house i have a bitch&lt;br /&gt;When i fuck here i rock her clit&lt;br /&gt;But when the noons gone night comes near&lt;br /&gt;I tossed her right back to theeeee drainnnnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights end and I see her barking on the street&lt;br /&gt;Then i come to her and pet her shit&lt;br /&gt;But when the passing car horn its horn&lt;br /&gt;I kicked her right back to theeeee driannnnnn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a kind soul wants to adopt her&lt;br /&gt;I offer a price no one could resist&lt;br /&gt;But when i hear the silence in my house&lt;br /&gt;I found no bitch to throw to theeeee driannnnnn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-109049873358357466?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109049873358357466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/109049873358357466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109049873358357466' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108858965928477887</id><published>2004-06-30T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-07-05T10:33:43.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sup... skool start liaoz... hmwrk for this month all done within 2 days.. haha.. not that much.. all my friends all like nvr change... looks character.. not surprising... :) now playing games with mi jie.. felicia.. played hexis... then got a high high score.. then she wanna beat.. waste my time... sad.. 36mins wasted of my life... haha... sian... now must do alot hmwrk... then can score good marks.. but not my style... still cant help it.. haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I and it meaning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The button press&lt;br /&gt;came light flash&lt;br /&gt;Sign on MSN&lt;br /&gt;Go to Friendster&lt;br /&gt;Isnt that boring doing those all day?&lt;br /&gt;get alive man, go see some sun ray&lt;br /&gt;it'll help alot...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108858965928477887?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108858965928477887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108858965928477887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108858965928477887' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108675365435973748</id><published>2004-06-09T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-06-09T12:00:54.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long time no blog.... but also nothing Alot to say... haha... watching tv now... nothing to do... this few days cant use com... parents dont allow... sian... because of lousy results... haha.. when watching tv... saw this Child Hope 2.. then got a song from Sound of colors... so nice... haha... nothing to say already... my life getting boring lo.. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108675365435973748?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108675365435973748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108675365435973748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_06_01_archive.html#108675365435973748' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108549841561501208</id><published>2004-05-25T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T23:21:50.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now is 23:11... im sad... im saddened im... im... haha.. rubbish... dam... im sucking at Daytona... must improve... yeah... watching tv now.. and wondering why i got all borderline for all my test when i study do hardy... wat the world is comming to?!! ...the end.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skins of snake &lt;br /&gt;slither under flesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz... dunno how to continue... haha... sleepy liaoz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moon dance among the clouds,&lt;br /&gt;noise banging against loudly my ear, all i feel... was jus numb... numb of what one would not feel.. least even know.. cause it hurts.. hurts that much that it hurts so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108549841561501208?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108549841561501208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108549841561501208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108549841561501208' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108444125914943714</id><published>2004-05-13T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T17:40:59.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian... me jus came from from dental appointment.. change da colors... hmm... jus become jean kor... One more friend means one less enemy.. yeah dude... me becoming more and more confused.. with this coming exam... buai da han... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bla bla bla&lt;br /&gt;lalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108444125914943714?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108444125914943714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108444125914943714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108444125914943714' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108403507107514160</id><published>2004-05-09T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-05-09T00:55:40.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ohoh... this happen alot this few days... actually im not sure wat happen... but my LSB got slap! oh.. poor thing... by a autistic(izzit?) person.. name Nathan... lol... hmm... watching WWE now... too bad no cat fight today.. or else... can see women how they behave when they are in frenzy.. yeah... this night jus have reunion... with my grandma.... took some pictures with her... shes like 91 yrs old? and she still look OK in da photo... lol... yup... as usual.. another poem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dont know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u know why christina was called a slut?&lt;br /&gt;u know why jordan can jump so high?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know &lt;em&gt;leh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;i know why people jus dun wanna give way&lt;br /&gt;or just step aside&lt;br /&gt;they are too high to be seen&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;i dont know?&lt;br /&gt;or?&lt;br /&gt;One never Knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108403507107514160?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108403507107514160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108403507107514160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_05_01_archive.html#108403507107514160' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108332028073250503</id><published>2004-04-30T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-30T18:22:18.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha... jus played Gunbound... increase rank liaoz.. yeah... mi very confused sia... just dunno... waht to do? is very ironic... is like... hmmm.. best not to say yar? keep the suspense.. haha.. another mini story... dicticated to myself? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Plane and the Car&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High above it flies, to the ends of the earth&lt;br /&gt;Catching clouds above the sky...&lt;br /&gt;I looked up and wondered why?&lt;br /&gt;How good is he&lt;br /&gt;To be dancing within the blues&lt;br /&gt;And here am i on Earth&lt;br /&gt;Living by the road i drive&lt;br /&gt;Passing by all the filth and dust&lt;br /&gt;I'm dirtied&lt;br /&gt;is so black..&lt;br /&gt;black...&lt;br /&gt;Going there....&lt;br /&gt;Nvr what i wanted..&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108332028073250503?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108332028073250503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108332028073250503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108332028073250503' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108219637896943427</id><published>2004-04-17T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-04-17T18:10:19.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>aiyo... mi very dumb... got 2 secs leh... TWO!! haiz.. but nvr... too phat... shes like a real real real... dun wanna start another fight... As for Asmond... waoh.. his damn violent... lol... heard hi learn dunno wat thai boxing or karate One day spar with u will be interesting... yeah... mi chattin now.. beezy...&lt;br /&gt;so going off soon... but tell u smthing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; she SUCKS...&lt;br /&gt; oppszy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108219637896943427?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108219637896943427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108219637896943427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108219637896943427' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108038854221338992</id><published>2004-03-27T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-27T19:59:14.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Trees&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start with a small seed&lt;br /&gt;wide afresh&lt;br /&gt;reaches for the sun&lt;br /&gt;to breathe first breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it grows&lt;br /&gt;it gets bigger&lt;br /&gt;yet wider taking space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in mid year&lt;br /&gt;is full grown&lt;br /&gt;to its youth and vibrant all in top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the leaves so green&lt;br /&gt;but it'll turn yellow&lt;br /&gt;it will make its way down&lt;br /&gt;to the ground to rot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cutter came&lt;br /&gt;Wrang Wrang&lt;br /&gt;noisy and disturbing&lt;br /&gt;the sound of its vengence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with a time so fast &lt;br /&gt;as time is fast&lt;br /&gt;the tree came down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decades of growing&lt;br /&gt;made feelings grow strong&lt;br /&gt;but with a blade&lt;br /&gt;it slice them all&lt;br /&gt;all in all&lt;br /&gt;is classified 'dead'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the cutter collect the logs&lt;br /&gt;from the tree once standing so tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;days past&lt;br /&gt;a shoot begins growing&lt;br /&gt;from the remnants remaining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dedicated to someone so good&lt;br /&gt;as to destroy it*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108038854221338992?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108038854221338992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108038854221338992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108038854221338992' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-108019846989151380</id><published>2004-03-25T14:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-25T15:12:13.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Bath&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;water gushes &lt;br /&gt;hatred flows&lt;br /&gt;soap pours &lt;br /&gt;bubbles float&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope in them&lt;br /&gt;so thin and vague&lt;br /&gt;bubbles burst&lt;br /&gt;all is lost&lt;br /&gt;as i look into the water&lt;br /&gt;clear and deep&lt;br /&gt;as a narrow well&lt;br /&gt;all it is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touch of the water &lt;br /&gt;on naked skin&lt;br /&gt;is so cold yet that pleasing&lt;br /&gt;but on the chest &lt;br /&gt;is felt nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the water rushes into the hole&lt;br /&gt;everything goes down the drain&lt;br /&gt;to where it belongs&lt;br /&gt;where hatred goes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-108019846989151380?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108019846989151380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/108019846989151380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108019846989151380' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-107970932309324377</id><published>2004-03-19T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-19T23:18:43.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>a love&lt;br /&gt;refounded&lt;br /&gt;so anew&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all green &lt;br /&gt;no seen &lt;br /&gt;with her alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seen books&lt;br /&gt;read books&lt;br /&gt;with books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few friction&lt;br /&gt;cause by distrust&lt;br /&gt;or mere no trust&lt;br /&gt;i hate to believe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all is well&lt;br /&gt;all well ends well&lt;br /&gt;but not for me&lt;br /&gt;maybe?&lt;br /&gt;one never knows&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-107970932309324377?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107970932309324377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107970932309324377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107970932309324377' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-107927472667368269</id><published>2004-03-14T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-14T22:35:20.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to church&lt;br /&gt;praise the Lord&lt;br /&gt;better understanding&lt;br /&gt;of the gospel He said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finsish Cell&lt;br /&gt;played LAN&lt;br /&gt;kill many people&lt;br /&gt;but died myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone to farm&lt;br /&gt;saw some fawn&lt;br /&gt;and some other things&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the night&lt;br /&gt;on MSN&lt;br /&gt;saw daoqing&lt;br /&gt;heard from him&lt;br /&gt;waht he thinks&lt;br /&gt;thought awhile&lt;br /&gt;think for long&lt;br /&gt;sad for long&lt;br /&gt;all along&lt;br /&gt;sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trust in him&lt;br /&gt;gone in dust&lt;br /&gt;as it would&lt;br /&gt;in my rust&lt;br /&gt;small as a mustard seed&lt;br /&gt;small so small&lt;br /&gt;all in all&lt;br /&gt;distrust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;couldnt think well&lt;br /&gt;where i dwell&lt;br /&gt;sought loneliness&lt;br /&gt;no happiness&lt;br /&gt;i dun mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people percieve things &lt;br /&gt;the way they think&lt;br /&gt;leading to misconception of the truth&lt;br /&gt;waht they need to do&lt;br /&gt;is crack some brains&lt;br /&gt;look into the eyes of the person&lt;br /&gt;the mentality&lt;br /&gt;got  to&lt;br /&gt;be the&lt;br /&gt;same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-107927472667368269?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107927472667368269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;i plea u &lt;br /&gt;or to my dismay&lt;br /&gt;i pardon thee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a mind of states &lt;br /&gt;fascinate mi&lt;br /&gt;to think that&lt;br /&gt;i was niave&lt;br /&gt;like the prince&lt;br /&gt;whom i read&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i wish&lt;br /&gt;i never known it&lt;br /&gt;or to taste it&lt;br /&gt;i regret the memories&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im ending here&lt;br /&gt;not my grievances&lt;br /&gt;so i say bye&lt;br /&gt;to the cyber world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-107891225112442496?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107891225112442496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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dun&lt;br /&gt;care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-107846987455936853?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107846987455936853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107846987455936853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omelorette.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107846987455936853' title=''/><author><name>joel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02402455197656986895</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6571500.post-107839221764510997</id><published>2004-03-04T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-04T17:26:37.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz... jus broke up...&lt;br /&gt;sad and happy... i dunno&lt;br /&gt;all i noe &lt;br /&gt;shes not happy&lt;br /&gt;all i want is jus some lone&lt;br /&gt;but to my dismay&lt;br /&gt;all is sad&lt;br /&gt;i needa go tuition&lt;br /&gt;so all ends here&lt;br /&gt;to tell her&lt;br /&gt;i still dun noe&lt;br /&gt;or to be precise&lt;br /&gt;One Nevers Knows&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6571500-107839221764510997?l=omelorette.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6571500/posts/default/107839221764510997'/><link 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