<?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-7155156348576759456</id><updated>2012-02-17T03:45:44.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z-squared // we're blored</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-8401070468647050583</id><published>2009-08-29T08:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:44:01.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i want to see you crawl&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you fall&lt;br /&gt;out of a window, mine&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8401070468647050583?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8401070468647050583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8401070468647050583' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8401070468647050583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8401070468647050583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-want-to-see-you-crawl-i-want-to-see.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-6101093374242251331</id><published>2009-07-05T18:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:27:25.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>anyway which is nicer? pringles or lays? tag please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6101093374242251331?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6101093374242251331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=6101093374242251331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6101093374242251331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6101093374242251331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/anyway-which-is-nicer-pringles-or-lays.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-1413878736266191365</id><published>2009-07-05T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T18:26:33.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was peeing in camp one day. then i saw an advertisement above my urinal. it said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life getting boring? join the army!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ironically i think its joining the army that makes life boring. i rather get h1n1 and quarantine at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im bored. stupid com monitor display spoilt. god wants me to quit dota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is field camp. and it just rained. omg. worst thing that can happen. actually not really. worst is if it rains when you are sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the very bright side, i get to book out on THURSDAY! once in a year occurence. cant wait for this week to end. one small step in army, one giant step to ord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i was going home after buying dinner. when i RAN to the lift lobby, both lifts just started to go up. and both were not squeezy. what irritated me was that BOTH lifts stopped at the SAME eleventh floor. WHY CANT THEY SHARE THE LIFT THEN?? they rather let me wait for the precious few book-out seconds to wait for a stupid lift to come down. excellent job my neighbours. hope that happens to you too in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hwa jie my key is still in your house. please DONT lose it. doubt that you will read this though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway try saying blah-bleh-bluh-blah-bleh-bluh-blah very fast. haha some people just cant do it. trust me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-1413878736266191365?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1413878736266191365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=1413878736266191365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1413878736266191365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1413878736266191365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-was-peeing-in-camp-one-day.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-5740562992044712215</id><published>2009-06-07T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:59:57.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>come to think of it, i DIDNT get any of my first choices for all my uni applications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS. i swear one day im gonna REJECT them in their big ugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watch out. especially you SMU.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5740562992044712215?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5740562992044712215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5740562992044712215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5740562992044712215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5740562992044712215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/come-to-think-of-it-i-didnt-get-any-of.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-2452967530692667731</id><published>2009-06-07T19:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T19:49:13.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i dont believe im blogging again. but i am. so yea. amazing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go book in in 20 mins. how sian, especially when im going to hell. but nvm. i might like it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes sometimes...things happen for a reason. but most of the times we cant control it. we just follow it. because its not up to us. its up to others around you, regardless if they are deliberate or not. therefore theres no point worrying about something we cant do anything about. but maybe thats why im so lazy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. life sucks. bye bye world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-2452967530692667731?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2452967530692667731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=2452967530692667731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2452967530692667731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2452967530692667731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-believe-im-blogging-again.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8865580414543176654</id><published>2009-05-22T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T03:35:05.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revival</title><content type='html'>long time no blog...but coz someone was bored at work, i somehow had to do the entertainment. coz i got a stupid block leave forced on me. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im hungry. im always hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna eat astons! hot onion rings + cold potato salad...heaven. but well its 3am in the morning. they wont open till 7 hours later. sigh. furthermore im on a slight diet coz my fat wobbly body hasnt been exercising for a week.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days are STRESSED. with all the thinking i have to do. i havent been thinking for so much since i entered army. now it makes me tired. but nvm nvm...its all for my friends and it will be over soon. luckily ive got some help. thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway besides those shit happening, life was pretty boring. coz of my spoilt com, i have no mood to do anything. yea even dota. lonely sometimes. why must we go to army? waste of my precious time. could have studied more and gotten better results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of results, mine sucks. freaking smu said :"Your application has been rejected." freaking scammers. everyone justs wan some cheap application fee so they can subsidise our tuition fees, which we still pay a lot. i hate smu. for nus and ntu both offered me mechanical engineering. why must they offer me the same courses? makes me feel like im born to be a mechanic. but nvm nvm at least better then nothing. but then again not that good. right now i think im gonna delay till next year and try my luck again. for that i promise to pray every night. ok maybe not every night. but at least i will pray. to whoever is listening to my prayer please send an early sign so i can rest my restless soul in a restful state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe i bitched a lot. not coz im a bitch. but people say i like to complain. but i think im normal leh...please tag if its normal or not thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at some carrefour today, i realized how much fats we have been taking in daily. everything is FATS. this is fats. that is fats. EVERYTHING. we are surrounded by fats. and its making me more ehalth conscious. have you ever get the feeling, that after you eat, then you go to sleep, then you wake up and feel the fats have disappeared? maybe im just bluffing myself, but it works!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i wanted to give a maths tuition. but im stuck at surds. !@#$. guess im too lazy to do any shit these days haha. i need some motivation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh after typing so much crap i still dont feel sleepy. i feel like a hyper rhino drunk on red bull and charging everywhere. a bit high. i dont know why. and isnt it scary how my mum can wake up suddenly in the middle of the night and ask me go to sleep? i dunno if shes sleeptalking or what but either way its freaky. i certainly wont scare my kids like this. if i ever have kids. just kidding hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe its the coffee keeping me up. but it shouldnt have any effect on me! i dunno. maybe im going through my later stage of puberty now and its changing my body. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2 IS OUT!!! im so gonna watch it. dunno why brendon say it sucks. you must have left your tongue at home coz you have no taste. haha i think that was damn lame. but im probably taller then you so dont laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh dear i have typed a pretty long entry. i should try to sleep now. see ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: i lost my toothbrush =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8865580414543176654?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8865580414543176654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8865580414543176654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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never-ending pile of shit is still dropping on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nvm. im a tolerant person haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is damn sian. everyday wake up 5am and do the same thing which i cant say. i feel like a robot. but no more fuel liao. getting sleepier as each day pass haha. luckily i will get out of that camp soon. damn boring and waste of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized i havent seen darcie although she lives so near. and now i know how long u take to get home from town everytime haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone should start listening clubbing music. so next time can go club. i got influenced by my army friends le. sigh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just asking who else still got come here. if got please tag at the tag board leh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i want to sleep le. byeeeeeeeeeyb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7422162518962635771?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7422162518962635771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7422162518962635771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7422162518962635771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7422162518962635771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-life-is-so-full-of-shit-you.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-7166880016367994747</id><published>2009-03-18T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T23:17:43.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OLD PEOPLE ARE SMELLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sleeping on the bus when this old man sat next to me and i almost jumped. i also dunno why me. maybe he think i cute haha. but omg hes DAMN SMELLY. and i had to pass by little india with him all the way home. and he dropped at the same stop as me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to any old people reading this. i know i will be smelly too one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT HES REALLY DAMN SMELLY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7166880016367994747?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7166880016367994747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7166880016367994747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7166880016367994747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7166880016367994747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/03/old-people-are-smelly-i-was-sleeping-on.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8168574585517034357</id><published>2009-03-13T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T08:59:25.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goodbye world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8168574585517034357?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8168574585517034357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>POST NUMBER 50</title><content type='html'>HEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i post this because someone asked me to post this. now i feel like a postman. heehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in half hour time im going to tekong for my field camp for 2 weeks. now i think of it it sounds damn long. but i know it will pass quickly because i most probably will slack through it. im only afraid that i never pack enough underwears because im not planning to wash any. you cant wash underwears in jungles anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darcie i need you to teach me how to store your shit for 1 week. im also not planning to shit in jungle. i heard disgusting things about shitting in jungles haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the worst part is i cant bathe for 6 days. omg la. i bet my feet is going to rot worse then ever. i can even smell it while typing this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i can feel my muscles bulging. i think its bigger then hwa's haha. no la jkjk. dont be jealous ok hwa? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im starting to get addicted to fisherman's freind apple cinnamon sweet. quite nice to eat and smell. but does it make you shit more? i scared that it makes me shit in jungle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy i got to go soon already. i hope i dont die there or see any ghosts or get my rifle stolen. or else the next time i blog again will be in march. if i die then i cant blog anymore. then no more mars bars =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PS: brendon. nothing haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6214138356030427260?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6214138356030427260/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-7155156348576759456.post-9132876623030475886</id><published>2009-01-31T20:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:38:55.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again</title><content type='html'>3 weeks in and im feeling tired already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for the past few days i have been walking around with my wife like a crazy idiot so i got a blister which is on another blister so now there are 2 blisters on the same spot and its so big im so tempted to squeeze it and burst it so whatever is inside can flow out like pus from a super big pimple and that makes me feet very smelly especially with foot rot and my skin is peeling off everywhere so much that i think i will need a big box of plasters and im gonna use them all so that i can beat selene's record of plasters she used in a year within my remaining 6 weeks when i can finally stop taking that disgusting ferry with sticky tables and cockroaches with wings as big as the size of a normal cockroach here and that is so totally screwed up because cockroaches are not supposed to be that big and flying around places where we eat our food which happens to be one of the suckiest food i ever tasted because everything they cook is so bloody bland such that their tomato sauce is as good as drinking water which we do every hour for no reason so all we have to do is just flood our intestines with so much water that we can get stitches just by sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i realize i complain a lot...but its because i have a lot to complain about and there's no one to complain to. i hope i get sick so i can pon some of the shit im gonna do soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawn. i feel sleepy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-9130734215273956917</id><published>2009-01-24T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:56:02.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HELLO</title><content type='html'>YAY IM BACK HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS CHINESE NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT IM GOING BACK SOON SIGH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVENT BOUGHT ANY NEW YEAR CLOTHES YET &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM AS TAN AS FRIED CHICKEN HAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which i happened to eat in camp yesterday hehe...jealous nigel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY HAIR BACK ON MY HEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but maybe i can change my hairstyle now haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh life is tiring and hot and sweaty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my feet is exceptionally smelly heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no ghosts in camp yet...but i really want to see one haha...and one is enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hah i dont know what to type la...think i have become stupider heh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-9130734215273956917?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/9130734215273956917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=9130734215273956917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/9130734215273956917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/9130734215273956917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title='HELLO'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8464514272081814084</id><published>2009-01-07T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T23:04:10.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last post</title><content type='html'>time pasts very fast...and i havent pack my bag yet...but i pack very fast one so nvm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you all will miss me haha...so i shall thank you all for whatever you have done for me in my jc life...in case i die in army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alphabetical order ok? ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendon: brendon! nothing. haha. although we same class for 2 years, i only got to really know you in the last 6 months. i dont know when but i think at batam. maybe because we too gay haha. then everytime go night study you will keep staring at me and laugh. make me cannot study. tsk. if i fail a levels you better retake with me. and i remember i spat bao at your house hahaha. hope your mum doesnt remember me for that. and seriously you should fight your parents. i help you after army haha. in school you always jump on my back. very heavy you know. but i very strong one haha. and everytime night study you keep asking me do long jump with you. crazy. i think i will miss going toilet with you and hwa jie. now i got new toilet buddy. nvm next time go out we can still pee together. haha i still remember you stole my senses fail band tee. but i never see you wear! haha and we long time never go budget shopping. i think we should budget shop for chinese enw year clothes. but no time already. haha i think for my whole december holiday i see you the most. prom shopping, band tee shopping, budget shopping, movies...you realized is all you plan one? haha because you too good too good. haha dont worry i will call you when i go army ok? haha a bit gay leh. and i just thought of your stupid reflection video haha. keep it ok? then when we thirty years old we meet up and watch ourselves talking crap hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;camille: haha you are the first person i know to go for midnight picnic. what a stupid idea. and stop showing off your hair colour. just wait 2 years and we can compare whos hair more colourful. and start your album artowork la. how long already. your heroes also. so i can spoil for you haha. next time i buy bike we can cycle to town k? and i hope u remember to buy me my souvenir from taiwan and australia. btw i havent run since chalet. now i have to run everyday. and thanks for all your music. only you and darcie share the same punk taste as me. anyway i still have your american pie haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darcie: haha i still remember you drool in j1. so hungry ah? eat more kit kat. and get fat. and it rhymes haha.didnt know you existed at all for j1. maybe i a bit too tall haha. but then i realized how chee hong you were in j2. with your good friend above. and your laugh is damn scary. next time can go mediacorp act as dying person. anyway thanks for keeping me company in my last month of freedom. at least you never pang seh all the outings. not like someone below a bit. and trust me, you can still grow until 21 years old. just that not much. but a bit better then nothing right. just spam milk. anyway you are one of the people who likes punk. too good. i dun believe that 2 girls and no guys listen punk la. at first i thought i gay. haha and we got sweet tooth. but i think mine sweeter. nvm la next time i got a diabetes friend haha. and i suddenly remember you 'lost' my mp3 hahaha. next time can go running in town at night without shoes again hahahahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hwa jie: you bitch. you know you were my first jc friend. i still remember you always sit behind me and throw staple bullets on my chair. then make me sit. bitch. damn pain you know. next time you burn in hell. bitch. i dunno why you always scold me. but nvm because i always scold you back. bitch. everyday so bhb. still teach me how to cross urinal and bang your brother on tables. next time i ask rishi and rheyza kiss you ah. and you still owe me mars bar. dont think i forgot about it haha. i miss batam times...when you were still sleeping with me. and you jumped on me. and we were half naked. haha damn gay la. but you look happy in the photo hahahha. when you go overseas must buy me present ok. sorry about your christmas one though. but you threw mine away! so we even ok? ok! but you screwed my hair you slut. so you owe me something i dont care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joanna: hello! you are the first person i know to drink saltwater everyday. damn disgusting. haha i dunno how you can stare at movie posters for damn long. like got the movie playing for you liddat haha. i dunno how you think sometimes. you always say lame stuff. dunno where your ideas come from one. maybe because you drink too much saltwater. and you owe me cheese fries i still remember. and a drink. and a few grains of rice. haha and hwa jie was right. you always wear the same few clothes out one. and thank me for helping you get bittorrent. or else you now no twilight to watch. since i such a good friend and im going army you can treat me the cheese fries first haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;max: my life with you is dota. every morning. or almost every morning. 10 am. you will nudge me for dota haha. then play until dinner some more. i remember i spend more then half my day on dota because of you. but you introduced me to your weird brother and justins. haha my sitting partner for my a level life. you taught me some stuff, some i still dun understand. but nvm its all over WOOOOOOOOOO! have fun with your neighbour while i have fun with mine haha. (btw my neighbour is nigel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel: heeeeeello! isit i too good too good cannot beat ah cannot beat. coooooooonfirm! haha THANKS for helping me shake off sebas. most probably unknowingly. but still thnaks man. and for introducing me to patrick. without you, maybe my physics will be the same as my chemistry now. you are probably the person who jek me the most. i still remember you jek me that time tell me tuition start already when you were behind me. im damn pissed. and that time you tell me hwa jie going malaysia and not returning forever. hahaha. i think i damn stupid now la. but all your fault. and you have the smallest pair of eyes i ever seen in singapore. you should not sleep too much you know. you get three times the risk of getting diabetes. then you will join me and darcie in the near future. sigh i will see you very soon, in two days time. if you see me say hi and wave ok? i cannot spot people in a crowd one. especially when all botak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selene: my daughter! you are the weirdest person i ever met. one without a right thumb print. or left. aiya it doesnt matter. both your hands screwed anyway. i think you can go world record for using the most plaster in your life. i think when you grow up you should start a singing and dancing class. then i make sure i live far away from your teaching place haha. ok la just kidding. and i dont think you should straighten your hair too much. or else you look like barbie doll. damn scary. curl a bit nicer. and like what i said above, you can still grow until 21 years old! try your best ya. so next time people dont mistake you for mas selamat haha. anyway thanks for your water. without your water i dont think i can survive jc haha. and i relaized your eyes quite big. like bugsy in bedtime stories haha. and you always pang seh us. i damn pissed. and i finally got the stupid string thing haha. and i realized i still owe you xiao long pao haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sook xian: you are probably the only malaysian i know with long hair haha. next time go highlight your hair different colours leh. long hair got more space for more colours. and you are so damn naggy. this thing nag that thing nag everything nag. last time always nag me and caike. next time must bring ear plugs already haha. and why must everything be so neat? you confirm got some disorder la. and you should sleep at proper timings or your body wont fix itself. and dont sleep too much or you will get diabetes. see i so good friend give you health warnings and you just nag at me. and i remember you were with me for my first two orientations but i didnt know you were until we were in the second half of j1 haha. you always say i chee hong, but you are also chee hong although you dont want to admit it. ok la i dont disturb your precious time hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zinc: thanks for teaching me chemistry at coffee bean and burger king before a levels lol. those sessions did help my chemistry a bit. but i still think i fail my chemistry a levels leh. aiya nvm. my mum wont mind if i fail chemistry one. we are a bit opposite ah i realized. you like chemistry i dont like. you like pop i dont like. you dont like screamo i like. im emo you are not. haha but unlike poles attract. but you also attract a lot of other people, like sebas, you neighbour, wee...maybe you have a special something ah haha. hope your dad not so strict in the future. everytime i go your house im scared of him haha. and i want to play more rock band! but get more songs first please haha. and lets play left4dead next time. im getting good at it haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lastly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUDDY: I LOVE YOU BUDDY!!! I CANT LIVE WITHOUT YOU!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha my first very long post. to make up for two weeks of blogging. and i seriously want to do homework. dont you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cycle too. but no time already. nvm after my first army pay i go buy a bike then cycle to town. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayy. dont miss me. beacause i wont miss you. two weeks very fast one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8464514272081814084?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8464514272081814084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8464514272081814084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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to town next time. so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) change my phone by end of the year. the stupid black sony one. keep restarting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) get tanner. i think im damn white compared to what i was in sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to cycle. very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teehee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4315935189943277123?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4315935189943277123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4315935189943277123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4315935189943277123'/><link rel='self' 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school! says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;u r the closest thing i have ever had&lt;br /&gt;*help zstre says (12:41 AM):&lt;br /&gt;omfg?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww...im blushing now haha...hwa make me so shy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5649672066804179604?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5649672066804179604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5649672066804179604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5649672066804179604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5649672066804179604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2009/01/awww.html' title='awww...'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-3381061883107889297</id><published>2009-01-03T00:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T00:38:37.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hwa hwa</title><content type='html'>convo of the day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o.O no school! says (12:28 AM):&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U&lt;br /&gt;*help zstre says (12:28 AM):&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;o.O no school! says (12:29 AM):&lt;br /&gt;nth&lt;br /&gt;o.O no school! says (12:29 AM):&lt;br /&gt;just&lt;br /&gt;o.O no school! says (12:29 AM):&lt;br /&gt;FUCK U&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. so late still scold me. hwa dont be sad when i go army ok? after army we can always go batam together!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you wanted to give me mars bars at chalet. 1 month later. the most you gave me was a fart. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you said you give me christmas present. 1 week later. you scold me on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. somehow you remind me of an elephant. thick skin and noisy. bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya i write for you tomorrow. no inspiration now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-3381061883107889297?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3381061883107889297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>new year thoughts</title><content type='html'>everyone is making resolutions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so shall i!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only 7. so i dont have to do so much this year haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) finish half my army without accident. or a small accident then go hospital and waste some army time there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) grow back my hair. hwa you suck totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) save 10k bucks by end of this year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) keep in contact with everyone in my handphone contacts list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) cut down on mars bars. but very hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) not to get fat or big sized in army. i prefer being tall and thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) i shall keep the last one private eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like to keep my life simple...but sometimes sometimes...i wish i could sigh my life away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i realized people like to die on new year. well they can fight for the first funeral of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a side note, my hair is in my ear. itchy but im happy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i havent eat my candy cane yet i realized. does it expire?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4479222201774048414?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4479222201774048414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4479222201774048414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4479222201774048414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4479222201774048414'/><link 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onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVogo0ixFeI/AAAAAAAAACU/dB-cpLd6bB0/s1600-h/Folder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVogo0ixFeI/AAAAAAAAACU/dB-cpLd6bB0/s320/Folder.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285572998344021474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;used to be my favourite band. now downgraded. but still nice to listen once in a while haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9) Remembering Sunday - All Time Low (So Wrong Its Right) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVoiNNnto-I/AAAAAAAAACc/kMal4XnEBkQ/s1600-h/j02901qsghf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 177px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVoiNNnto-I/AAAAAAAAACc/kMal4XnEBkQ/s320/j02901qsghf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285574723062572002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i listen this song every monday so i remember sunday haha...slow song for me to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8) About A Girl - The Academy Is...(Fast Times At Barrington High)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVopsNhLz_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/UlmLghf89rY/s1600-h/l32014ugw1w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 195px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVopsNhLz_I/AAAAAAAAAD0/UlmLghf89rY/s320/l32014ugw1w.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285582952192528370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very poppy. one of the few pop songs i will like. surely a lot of you know this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) One Last Breath - Left Hand Daisy (Audiotoxin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVokyI2E8dI/AAAAAAAAADE/A273gibaeI4/s1600-h/medium_lefthanddaisy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVokyI2E8dI/AAAAAAAAADE/A273gibaeI4/s320/medium_lefthanddaisy2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285577556459057618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confirm i love this band. you will too if you like we the kings. but i cant get their other 2 albums. anyone with itunes account help me buy can? i pay but you pay first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Its Going Down - Linkin Park (Demo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIAN NO ALBUM ARTWORK!! but i bet a lot of linkin park fans dont know this song. a lot of remix. but i likey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5) Run , Don't Walk - Hey Monday (Hold On Tight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVonWtlLZUI/AAAAAAAAADU/c1R16OXT8ak/s1600-h/l77984abwgi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVonWtlLZUI/AAAAAAAAADU/c1R16OXT8ak/s320/l77984abwgi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285580383818835266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this band sounds like avril lavinge. if you want i can send you. its quite nice if you like avirl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4) Congratulations, I Hate You - Alesana (On Frail Wings Of Vanity And Wax)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVomZeYAupI/AAAAAAAAADM/SHM3D-J6f_Q/s1600-h/h36222t69vp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVomZeYAupI/AAAAAAAAADM/SHM3D-J6f_Q/s320/h36222t69vp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285579331765058194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks brendon for introducing me to alesana. made me appreciate screamo. this song confirm too good. better then apology haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The Priest And The Matador - Senses Fail (Still Searching)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVon1cIt3vI/AAAAAAAAADc/fzNUPYClrTg/s1600-h/senses_fail-still_searching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVon1cIt3vI/AAAAAAAAADc/fzNUPYClrTg/s320/senses_fail-still_searching.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285580911712001778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha thanks darcie for intoducing me to senses fail although you didnt know you did. it was in your phone all along. not this song though. now brendon must thank me for introducing him senses fail right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2) My Heroine - Silverstein (Discovering The Waterfront)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVooZ7EcWqI/AAAAAAAAADk/qqJhh12uGaY/s1600-h/g95426h2qe1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVooZ7EcWqI/AAAAAAAAADk/qqJhh12uGaY/s320/g95426h2qe1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285581538490866338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the drugs begin to peak...a smile of joy arrives in me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) My Blue Heaven - Taking Back Sunday (Louder Now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVoo8gv8tdI/AAAAAAAAADs/hmAhKLJbn1Q/s1600-h/h25183axjgg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVoo8gv8tdI/AAAAAAAAADs/hmAhKLJbn1Q/s320/h25183axjgg.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285582132721006034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOOONFIRM TOO GOOD TOO GOOD!!! currently my favourite song. dont know why brendon say it sucks. something wrong with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i wasted 45 minutes liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendon i will finish my 12am soon haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amd nigel botak head must be nice to sleep on...coz my hair so thick very hard to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and darcie i havent do it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and zinc im going to your thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sock stop asking for new posts...why not i give you password and you post something haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hwa jie if you ever see this you are a BITCH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SVogo0ixFeI/AAAAAAAAACU/dB-cpLd6bB0/s72-c/Folder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-9082118854340284016</id><published>2008-12-29T18:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T18:49:42.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>part 1</title><content type='html'>MY HOUSE IS SERIOUSLY DAMN SMELLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its a windy day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so you get a very smelly house...cant even nap properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 more minutes to my 7 o clock show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continue later haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-9082118854340284016?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/9082118854340284016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=9082118854340284016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/9082118854340284016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/9082118854340284016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-1.html' title='part 1'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-1626261590087844556</id><published>2008-12-21T13:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T13:27:46.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hair is long and takes so long to dry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont mind using a hair dryer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hint hint&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-1626261590087844556?l=z-squared.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-7155156348576759456.post-2896691134177828275</id><published>2008-12-19T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T12:17:59.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want to say how sucky you are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know im just a character in a dark room. alone in a corner. crying to no one but myself and the wall. insignificant. unseen. unheard. unknown. it hurts but its ok. im used to it. just leave me alone. i dont need you sympathy. dont bother looking for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i want to scream at you. curse you. for all the things you done to me. why must you bring me to this screwed up place? but it doesnt matter now. all of this will become surreal soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i dont even know if this is reality or just a dream. i cut myself to see my blood still flowing and know that im still alive. and not dreaming. another wasted day of a wasted life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they always say how exciting life can be. how life is filled with joy and blah blah blah. well thats all fake. dont pretend otherwise. im sick of all your lies and facades. maybe its better everyone wears a mask so we dont see the bad sides of others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont blame my parents. or my friends. its not their fault things turned out this way. its all about me. im just a useless speck of dust on earth. which everyone steps on and doesnt notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time is running out. and world this is my last favour i shall do to you. maybe i should just go off alone. like i always was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so goodbye world. wasnt nice knowing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-2896691134177828275?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2896691134177828275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=2896691134177828275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2896691134177828275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2896691134177828275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-world-i-just-want-to-say-how.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-7068574579534640372</id><published>2008-12-18T10:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T10:16:04.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye school hello world</title><content type='html'>my new room is biiiiig haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just had the weirdest dreams...its like i sleep, dream, wake up then sleep again and the whole thing repeats itself...i think i woke up for five or six times...but i only remembered one dream which was quite retarded so i shall not say haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder if life is scripted by god. sometimes i feel like a robot doing what im told. sometimes i feel like an alien doing anything i want. but if our lives are carefully planned then god would be a busy person planning the millions of lives on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these days i feel very cold and hungry...i dunno why but i eat a lot already...never run some more...maybe god wants me to be fatter a bit haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it sounds gay but i sort of miss mr. ho the pe teacher haha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7068574579534640372?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7068574579534640372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7068574579534640372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7068574579534640372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7068574579534640372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/12/goodbye-school-hello-world.html' title='goodbye school hello world'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-4887458393156861594</id><published>2008-12-08T20:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T21:16:27.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im rotting</title><content type='html'>its december...no wonder it rains so often nowadays...so damn cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we dont have to study or shop for prom...so i guess we are most probably stoning at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;games are getting boring...esp dota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tv shows are retarded...esp heroes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have too many movies which i am too lazy to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I HAVENT RUN OMG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm i swear i will start soon...let me eat more first ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but actually life is not that bad...a bit exciting...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendon i will do it one day dont worry haha...but for now keep quiet haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im so sorry for pang seh hwa, nig, max and sim...i promise to make it up to you all one day ok? i swear i wont pang seh the next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes dont you feel that someone is behind your back, watching every single action you do, listening every single thing you say? if you do, you are paranoid and should see a doctor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, my right eye hurts...i think i watch too many movies on my buddy already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i shall continue watching heroes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4887458393156861594?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4887458393156861594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4887458393156861594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4887458393156861594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4887458393156861594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-rotting.html' title='im rotting'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-476070428417026681</id><published>2008-11-30T23:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T01:03:04.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pre-prom post</title><content type='html'>shop for 5 days = 5 days of kfc = 5 days of fats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DIDNT RUN OMG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i finished my prom shopping...but my mum says i look like a waiter...damn pissed damn pissed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going to town or marina square for the next few days...coz im damn damn damn sian of these places already...walked like siao for so long each day...can burn off the fats from the kfc =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg i dont believed i watched the mr men and little miss show today with brendon...reliving my childhood makes me feel so childish haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendon im still pissed that you got my senses fail shirt!! nvm next time i will find a larger sized one so you cant suan me about it. next time can go budget shopping again during great singapore sales haha. and do you feel that you wasted your 70 bucks on alesana albums, which you already have in your ipod? 70 bucks can buy 4 and a half band tees you know...silverstein, underoath, as i lay dying, avenged sevenfold, or maybe even the hoodie haha. i purposely suan you 1 haha...next time buy senses fail albums too...so can display at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said i write 5 lines for you, but i wrote 6.3 lines...so you owe me 1.3 cheese fries haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow we will be at prom at night...going in through the back door though. haha this will be the first time we will see each other wear such nice clothes (maybe not for some haha). enjoy yourselves tomorrow!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-476070428417026681?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/476070428417026681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=476070428417026681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/476070428417026681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/476070428417026681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/pre-prom-post.html' title='pre-prom post'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-2288329468008981457</id><published>2008-11-23T18:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T18:49:04.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short post</title><content type='html'>tomorrow got chalet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but dunno why so suay i get sick now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i damn pissed...whole day of porridge makes me thirsty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i finally have my own room. no more sick stuff going on in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just the start of holidays, but im starting to feel bored. life at home is wake up, watch tv shows until max come online, dota dota, lunch, wait for nigel come online, dota dota, dinner, watch tv shows, wait for zinc come online dota dota, bathe, wait for simeon come online dota dota, sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe thats why my eyes hurt these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i lost my prom ticket, anyone knows what will happen? tell me please so i can sleep in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent buy my prom pants yet. brendon you havent help me choose yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i complain enough le...quite short actually haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-2288329468008981457?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2288329468008981457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=2288329468008981457' 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204, 255);"&gt;...comes a new beginning. as we celebrate the end of the A levels - although for me and i suppose many of us, it had already ended last friday - and proceed on to days of free, absolutely carefree holidaying (for some, not so many days, for others, many many many days), let us first thank everyone who has helped bring me here, 18 years on!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so first of all, my parents - although my mum never ceases to amaze me with the ridiculous amount of logic-less nagging about my computer usage, and my dad who can counter every argument i throw at him - a huge &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;! i mean, i live in your house, and live off you! haha. thank your parents okay! ESPECIALLY XINGHAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;next up, all my friends in church - thanks for all the encouragement i get from you guys every sunday i go to church - you've upheld me in prayer and i'm sincerely grateful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;whoops - can't forget all the teachers! so this goes to my pri sch and sec sch teachers (omg i can't rmb) and the wonderful bunch of teachers in CJC - ms tay, mr wee, mr yeong, mr ho x2, ms fan, 老大, mr tan - you've made learning quite alot more fun than i'd expected! another big THANK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;2t18. the best class i have ever been in - no exaggeration - it's been an absolute blast being in the class! though we've contracted a (probably self-made) disease of stoning and wasting alot of time, it's given us alot of time to talk - and through talking we build strong bonds. you've inspired me to study, and no doubt has brought out the best in my studies (i do enjoy teaching (: , especially chem!) and people like brendon, darcie and jon motivate(read, SCARE) me into studying for my exams! i've truly enjoyed the 2 years (almost) we've spent together, all our celebrations, BATAM, eagles, and countless other things i will take forever to list out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to the WoW gang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;: cake, jon, xh was really fun playing wow lol. i hope wotlk won't get me addicted again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to the cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;: lololcat(nigel), ncccat(xh), maximilicat(max), simcat(sim), hwacat(hwa) DOTA. DOTA. DOTA until it almost become a ritual whenever i see a mass convo involving any 3 of u. haha. win dota = easy A lvl paper. SO TRUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;to the usual ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;: i actually wanted to write a paragraph for each person, but i realised that i had too much to write, and there's already too much written already. so just wait. but you guys are the best. like seriously, mug together, play together, spend forever thinking of what to eat or what movie to watch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;so to 2t18 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;I THANK YOU FROM THE DEPTHS OF MY HEART.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; so here's to spending even more time with each other - let our bonds of friendship never be broken(i sound so corny).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;lastly, i have to thank God for guiding me through these trying times - i have never prayed so much or relied so much on prayer to calm my heart, especially when i'm trying to sleep before an exam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;I will glory in my Redeemer, who carries me on eagles' wings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;with all the thanks done, i shall move on to other things. so i've got about 2 months of holidays - some of us have less, some have more - i'm thinking of looking for a job, anyone got any recommendations? can earn some money to spend too - my savings gonna get depleted nahaha. let's see play LAN, watch movies, sentosa, food food food...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;so this post is getting TOO LONG. and i shall end off, this may be the end of A levels, the end of our schooling - and the end of being a minor. we are now fully fledged adults, cannot get away with all the things as a child anymore. it's a new beginning, another chapter of our lives, and we're no longer constrained by what to write - if the last 18 years was a guided essay, it's now an empty parchment - how we want to live our lives, it's up to us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;the world is our stage - let's give them a show to remember! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4089899412061751947?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4089899412061751947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4089899412061751947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4089899412061751947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4089899412061751947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-every-ending.html' title='with every ending...'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8145180104214479444</id><published>2008-11-17T16:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T16:52:41.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY WISH LIST</title><content type='html'>i was doing some physics mcq...but i stopped at question 15. coz question 16 was out of syllabus. so i just sat and thought of the top 20 things i want to do after a levels. here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) get MY OWN ROOM (ie. kick my parents out). so that they can do whatever things they want to do and not traumatize me with disgusting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) BUUUUURN all school notes. next time got bbq tell me. i packed all my notes in one big box already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) learn drums. drummers are the coolest bunch of people on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) EAT like a pig. yaya i will get fat, but i dont care. it has been a long time since i ate like a pig!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) SLEEP FOR A VERY LONG TIME. i never sleep for more than 10 hours before.i want to try 24 hours haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) get a heater. its getting colder these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) buy a nice nice BIKE. but i dont think my parents will sponsor me for it =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) change my PHONE. the auto-off is starting to piss me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) SHOP. maybe some non-white clothes this time? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) highlight my hair DARK BLUE. but i dont think i will do it. and im not saying why. coz people will just suan me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) get SCV. so i can finally watch all the shit on tv i want. havent watched tv since primary school days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) got to a SENSES FAIL CONCERT. but dont think they coming to singapore =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) swim in a very big pool of CARAMEL and MARS BARS. im so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) play PAINT BALL. its fun but very expensive leh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) reconcile with my BROTHER?? maybe la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) get a pet TURTLE. ok dont have to be turtle. any pet will do. except one that shits all around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) sleepOVER. im just going to pack my bag and crash people's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) go to AUSTRALIA / SWITZERLAND. very nice places, but very expensive also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) buy a watch. the old-fashioned, must wind yourself that type of watch. but very hard to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) change new SPECS. my current specs is dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) buy proper GLOVES. for my sweaty palms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) get DRUNK. i want to see what i do when i get hiiiiiiiiigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) night walk at graveyard. i know i will be scared, but i still want to do it haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still got a lot of stuff i want to do but cant think of them right now...nvm i can think of it after tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is how you should treat your friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SSEwufv3u8I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xqjn30IZQsU/s1600-h/friendbot.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 99px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SSEwufv3u8I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xqjn30IZQsU/s320/friendbot.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269546614354590658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8145180104214479444?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8145180104214479444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8145180104214479444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8145180104214479444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8145180104214479444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-wish-list.html' title='MY WISH LIST'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SSEwufv3u8I/AAAAAAAAACM/Xqjn30IZQsU/s72-c/friendbot.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-8878590935276854827</id><published>2008-11-17T00:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:45:26.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aiya</title><content type='html'>im blogging coz someone asked me to blog even when i dunno what im going to blog about...but somehow my crap has some entertainment value&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you realized how fast time flies by...now left 40 more mcqs...very easy one haha...den we can burn our books and live happily ever after in army&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so spare a thought for your best friend. only one. because they must have a special thing about them. if you have a lot of best friend means none of them are your best friend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about them? think of the times you spend eating laughing studying playing sleeping ( right hwa and zinc ), and how you scold shout scream hit them. now no more of this already. so how? i dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you thought how do fans work? if a fan spins why in front got wind but behind no wind? i was thinking of it when i was staring at my fan to think of something to type. so how? tell me please. first to say gets a prize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things happen for no reason. like how some random guy got eaten by a tiger. crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things are very unpredictable. like how im going to get A for chem. HAHA. ok im just joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things get tough and rough, but you still have to do it. like how i have to run with a disgustingly big blister on the sole of my feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently there is a lot of zombie things happening. im very happy coz i love zombies. when i die i want to be one. but brendon wants to be a sniper that kills zombie. so he will shoot me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i got a big ulcer and a big blister, which i name ripley and riley. they both very pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont ever eat chee cheong fun for breakfast. it makes u vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol i just saw my neighbour went to sleep. ok random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want a very nice bike...so i can cycle to school next time. thats if i still have school. or work maybe? or even when i go out next time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and you guys can start thinking what to do on tuesday and the days after. though we will just stone somewhere. at least stone and do something ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cheese pie just dropped on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok nothing else le. cyaaa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8878590935276854827?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8878590935276854827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8878590935276854827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8878590935276854827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8878590935276854827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/aiya.html' title='aiya'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-6023108412247758370</id><published>2008-11-11T19:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:01:23.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iloveeconsiloveeconsiloveeconsFECONS</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is econs la sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get A for my econs, but i dont feel like studying&lt;br /&gt;and then some people keep asking me to play dota when they say they not going to play&lt;br /&gt;right nigel? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after dota i feel very sian. we study so much for this. then after this what are we going to do? is like sudden change of life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think after tomorrow everyone will be damn happy. coz left 80 mcqs only...write 80 alphabets and then a lvs are over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then im not studying now. coz i cant study now. not that i dont want to study now or i dont need to study now, but i just dont feel like studying now so i cant study now so im not studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dunno what am im talking about. maybe i should not be talking at all lol. nvm la...this is getting weird&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna pass chem, dont say i never help you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SRlzmN_XsiI/AAAAAAAAACE/caCm77YOBeo/s1600-h/chem_2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SRlzmN_XsiI/AAAAAAAAACE/caCm77YOBeo/s320/chem_2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267368339614183970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: this sunday is last tuition leh...should we go hug patrick? and steal 1 chinchilla at least? or make his cat cry again? and must house of the dead soon!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6023108412247758370?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6023108412247758370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=6023108412247758370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-4580810253918206689</id><published>2008-11-09T23:11:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:17:12.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ECONSECONSECONSECONSECONSECONS</title><content type='html'>ECONSECONSECONSECONSEONSECONSECONSECONSECONSECONSECONSECONS&lt;br /&gt;SUCKS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so does chem&lt;br /&gt;so does phy&lt;br /&gt;so does maths&lt;br /&gt;so does gp&lt;br /&gt;so does my brother&lt;br /&gt;so does camel&lt;br /&gt;so does a lot of other stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a destress post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4580810253918206689?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4580810253918206689/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-274325259478746895</id><published>2008-11-04T22:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T22:15:52.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol the test again</title><content type='html'>so i got xh to do the test too, and now i humbly present it to you (without his permission, or persimmons) for your enjoyment. i shall now make my exit. ciao~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;#1- If someone asks "Are you okay"?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Apology (Alesana)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2- How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Sound of Pulling Heaven Down (Blue October) lol. you damn noisy confirm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3- What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- What Do I Know of Holy (Addison Road)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4- How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- The Difference (Pedleton)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5- What's your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Immortal (Adema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6- What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Bittersweet (Falling Up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7- What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Visions (POD) lol you're just a vision to us. so saaaaad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8- What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- M-19 (Johnny Panic) your parents beyond m-18 ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9-What Do You Think Often?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Feel It In Your Heart (Cold)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10- What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Let Go (Adema)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11- What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Until The Judgement Day (Hawthorne Heights) wow. so dedicated!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12- What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- If I Cut My Hair, Hawaii Will Sink (Chiodos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13- What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Until The Day I Die (Story of the Year)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14- What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Hole (Linkin Park)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15- What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- All These Days (FM Static)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16- What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Cyndi Lauper (Sugarcult)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17- How do you feel when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Island (The Starting Line) ooooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18- What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- We Could Love (Goot) but not anymore. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19- What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Tar Poo (Stone Sour) YUCKS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20- What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Better Than Me, Better Than Love (A Thorn For Every Heart)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.#21- What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Conspiracy (Paramour) heellloooo. ans the qn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22- What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Operations Manual (Alli Without An I) I'M SO SAD. SO SO SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23- What do you do when you're bored?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Say What You Want Me To Say (Junior Achiever) lol. now i know what to do when you're bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24- What is your theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Raze The City (Snow Patrol) bleddy terrorist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25- How's life treating you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Dracula (Gorillaz) sucky eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26- How do people at school see you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- What I've Done (Linkin Park) wow, standard answer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27- How do strangers see you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Monkey See Monkey Do (Eminem) HA. YES. HA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-274325259478746895?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/274325259478746895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=274325259478746895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/274325259478746895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/274325259478746895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/lol-test-again.html' title='lol the test again'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8685357776365493812</id><published>2008-11-04T21:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T21:43:42.515+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i disappoint myself</title><content type='html'>sigh. as the title says, i am really disappointed in myself. well, only for maths so far - gp was kinda okay, physics p3 was a breeze (no offense) - but maths. oh my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;天&lt;/span&gt;. maaaaths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RANTING&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can someone who studied the topic half an hour before the paper, got taught a question that was so similar (darcie you're a good teacher, just a poor student here), then forget everything about it in the exam...? like totally forgot. i couldn't even remember if r was common ratio or starting value. then my garden has dimensions of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-350&lt;/span&gt;m by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1750&lt;/span&gt;m. imba world i live in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T_T&lt;/span&gt; i wouldn't be so pissed off if the paper were &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARD&lt;/span&gt;. if the questions were such that i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COULDN'T DO&lt;/span&gt;, not that i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIDN'T DO PROPERLY&lt;/span&gt;. bleh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;END RANTING&lt;/span&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was pissed at myself and i didn't wanna study. so i did this weird test that my sister got from a forum. it's 27 questions, and you shuffle your music library to answer them. yep, totally random answers, &lt;u&gt;NO SKIPPING&lt;/u&gt;. it makes for quite a good laugh. i shall post mine below: but i swear this is gonna get me alot of...stuff. you know who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;#1- If someone asks "Are you okay"?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Better Off Alone (Marie Digby) omg...whaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2- How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Amsterdam (Anberlin) okaaaay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3- What do you like in a guy/girl?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Anywhere For You (Backstreet Boys) o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4- How do you feel today?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Where Is the Love (Black Eyed Peas) &gt;.&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5- What's your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- i do (Ilaria Graziano) wtf. my purpose is "i do"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6- What is your motto?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Taking Chances (Celine Dion) YES. OMG IT FITS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#7- What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Everytime We Touch (Cascada) !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#8- What do you think of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- How I Feel (Kelly Clarkson) NOT ANSWERING THE QN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#9-What Do You Think Often?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Nice Guys Finish Last (Green Day) -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#10- What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Lady Galaxy (BoA) nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#11- What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Voice on the Radio (Marie Digby) ...nocomment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#12- What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Keep Your Hands Off My Girl (Good Charlotte) !!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#13- What is your life story?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Backyard (Natasha Bedingfield)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#14- What do you want to be when you grow up?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Like A Child (Backstreet Boys) -.-"""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#15- What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Without You (Busted) eh whut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#16- What will you dance to at your wedding?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Love Song (Five For Fighting) whaaaaaaaaaaat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#17- How do you feel when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- I'm All About You (Aaron Carter) WAHAAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#18- What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Doginabag (The Fratellis) EH. I NOT A DOG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#19- What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Hero (Enrique Iglesias)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#20- What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Without You (Clay Aiken) again....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.#21- What is your biggest secret?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Love Can Move Mountains (Celine Dion) dots.moredots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#22- What do you think of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Fifth Waves (Suzanne Cianni) nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#23- What do you do when you're bored?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Why (Secondhand Serenade) lol. asking why.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#24- What is your theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Still In Love With You (Jonas Brothers) shit. i'm gonna get it for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#25- How's life treating you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Up Against The Wall (Boys Like Girls) hullo. i swear i'm not rigging this shuffle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#26- How do people at school see you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- By My Side (3 Doors Down) -..-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#27- How do strangers see you?&lt;br /&gt;Answer- Back To What You Know (Ne-Yo) meh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8685357776365493812?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8685357776365493812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8685357776365493812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8685357776365493812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8685357776365493812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-disappoint-myself.html' title='i disappoint myself'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-5691722412403801188</id><published>2008-11-02T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:34:35.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a so-so quote</title><content type='html'>There are two ways to live your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One is to treat everything as a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other is to treat a miracle as nothing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats what that old man said. if a bit wrong dont blame me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you get an A, treat it as a miracle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if you get an U, treat it as nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in all cases, you never worry. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what should you do now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soooooooo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok i should go memorize before i get even more random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so see ya tomorrow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5691722412403801188?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5691722412403801188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5691722412403801188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5691722412403801188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5691722412403801188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-so-quote.html' title='a so-so quote'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8943853993775364710</id><published>2008-11-02T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T20:30:44.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and reckoning draws near...</title><content type='html'>so it's 8pm, and in 12 hours, our A levels will begin (some alr started, but that's not us). honestly, i don't really know how to feel toward this "holyshitendoftheworldexam" which we've been studying for like since we entered primary school. it's the final hurdle, the last frontier before we step out of school-based education. i'm eagerly anticipating it, i want to take the exams, yet the more time i spend thinking of the exam, the less i feel i am prepared for it... it's torturous! BUT! just thinking of AFTER the exams gives me much relief - the feeling of finishing an exam is INTOXICATING. hahahahahahaha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure we all have worries and doubts and insecurities before such a huge event in our lives, but if you're reading this before the exam(which you obviously shouldn't, but since we're all so nervous and need something to read, here goes anything) just forget all of them, focus on just the paper - you studied for it, so why cast doubts on your own work? i know this sounds so cliche, but hell, it's advice that i'll stick to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...look forward to 18th nov, but focus on each paper! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If you look too far ahead, you may trip over the stone at your foot"&lt;/span&gt; but keep staring at the floor, and you'll bang into people. lol. must have a balanced view(literally lol).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8943853993775364710?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8943853993775364710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8943853993775364710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8943853993775364710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8943853993775364710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/11/and-reckoning-draws-near.html' title='and reckoning draws near...'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-4120567400745067407</id><published>2008-10-30T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:48:21.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gp part 2</title><content type='html'>i dont like to be sick. so i take more medicine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some medicinal science for your wrinkled brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) ANTIOXIDANTS - used to destroy free radicals, which are linked to many conditions eg. cancer, diabetes. but since 1980's scientists tested antioxidants. they worked well in test tubes but not in the human body. furthermore, research has shown that vitamin c might actually accelerate diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) VITAMIN D - important for building bones. experts linked 18 cancers to lack of vitamin d, as well as heart disease, high blood pressure, diabetes. a promising cure to cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) GENETICS - the genetic codes for breast and colon cancer are found recently. now can detect and treat such cancer cells early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) PHOTOACOUSTICS - doctors able to spot cancer cells or tumor from blood samples, instead of having to use MRI or CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for environment, if you like you might wanna add this serious case of global warming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) PALEOCENE-EOCENE THERMAL MAXIMUM (PETM) - occured 55.8 million years ago. this sudden global warming even caused 35~50% extinction rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough? well too bad coz i dont know any more stuff. for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy gp-mugging&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4120567400745067407?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4120567400745067407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4120567400745067407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4120567400745067407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4120567400745067407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/gp-part-2.html' title='gp part 2'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8862575897975881082</id><published>2008-10-27T00:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T00:32:44.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hullo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea im seriously bored...not enough time for dota, no more shows to watch, not much time to study for the day and dont feel like sleeping now. this is structural unemployment. so i decided to find some music videos of my favourite songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT STUPID BAND HAS NO MUSIC VIDEOS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heres the song anyway. my current favourite song =) no video, but still sounds nice. my taste just changed from screamo to this type of songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vG-0gKxY-5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vG-0gKxY-5E&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendon dont say it sucks. it rocks. more than your trivium haha...and remind me to buy a cap when we got prom shopping...i dont want let you all see me without hair. its disgusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i going to brush my teeth now...with my brand new toothbrush! and colgate triple action!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8862575897975881082?l=z-squared.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-7155156348576759456.post-5557016958791152527</id><published>2008-10-25T22:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T23:08:44.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>harlo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is 25 oct saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously hate electrochemistry. so someone please tell me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) WHY MUST HAVE AN UPSIDE DOWN TEST TUBE?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) WHEN YOU PUT THAT TEST TUBE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) WHEN TO USE WHAT ELECTRODE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) HOW YOU KNOW WAT IS DISCHARGED??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone help~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont talk to me about army. it kinda pisses me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today is definitely the most unproductive day of the week. so i am doing something unproductive like blogging. i dunno why but i cant seem to study today. its like my brains have no more batteries like my gc. so...1 day wasted, yet 1 day closer. starting to get scared now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try listening to sherwood. i quite like their latest album. alternative rock. good for studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you realized how wriggly wrinkly caterpillars move? i dunno how they move...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of caterpillars, do you know how big was the biggest caterpillar? i dunno too. ok random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to wiki caterpillar and saw someone familiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SQM2IMXK3tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V8cwYlVaR98/s1600-h/180px-Actias_selene_5th_instar_spiracles_sjh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 135px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SQM2IMXK3tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V8cwYlVaR98/s320/180px-Actias_selene_5th_instar_spiracles_sjh.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261108304084131538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this wrinkly is called actias selene...kinda familiar now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SQM1W_zpuxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8H8vgBToJR4/s1600-h/180px-Caterpillar_face.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 180px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SQM1W_zpuxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/8H8vgBToJR4/s320/180px-Caterpillar_face.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261107458900343570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at that ugly face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough randomness. i have to mug tomorrow. and tomorrow tomorrow. and tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow...see the geometric progression?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5557016958791152527?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5557016958791152527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5557016958791152527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5557016958791152527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5557016958791152527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/harlo-today-is-25-oct-saturday-i.html' title=''/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SQM2IMXK3tI/AAAAAAAAAB8/V8cwYlVaR98/s72-c/180px-Actias_selene_5th_instar_spiracles_sjh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-4460843453892268661</id><published>2008-10-24T22:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T23:06:27.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zstre is damn happy</title><content type='html'>im happy...coz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) my hair is getting LONG. my fringe is 10 cm, and my tail is about 5 cm!! cant wait for a levels to end and see how long my hair will be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) i can do chemistry equilibria. amazing right? thanks in advance. just let me show off for a bit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) i'm getting random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok besides these random stuff...real stuff now. who is seriously honestly going to dye/highlight their hair after a levels?? please tag on the board where you tag called the tag board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just took out my a level confirmation slip and i saw that gp exam was like 3 nov. tats like 10 more days. but strangely i dont feel stressed out much. i wont say that i'm totally prepared, but i feel more relaxed then mid years. maybe i should scare myself more. by watching more horror movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nigel / zinc / joanna / sock please remind me to buy pen and paper the next tuition lesson. and eggs too. and patrick's umbrella&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, while you guys or gals are busy mugging, spare a thought for your...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SITTING PARTNER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes that retard that sits next to you. be happy if you have 2. if you have only 1, dont be sad. coz i also only have 1. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what about them? yea. i dunno. i feel random. maybe i should start thanking max for making me play dota this morning when i should be studying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i dunno what i'm saying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh by the way i got 7 mosquito bites in 1 day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: someone told me fattyfatty.com is a good website.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4460843453892268661?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4460843453892268661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4460843453892268661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4460843453892268661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4460843453892268661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/zstre-is-damn-happy.html' title='zstre is damn happy'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8729840148064638621</id><published>2008-10-20T23:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:00:00.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay more comix lol</title><content type='html'>yes. i am bored. i bet you are bored too! so let me ease your boredom. first up, another adventure, this time by another of my good friends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPyph39tmcI/AAAAAAAAABk/S6EtWAN0Tao/s1600-h/wsx1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPyph39tmcI/AAAAAAAAABk/S6EtWAN0Tao/s320/wsx1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259264864285465026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, we complain so much about our food, so picky about whether to eat subway or long john's or kfc or this and that... yet for a fraction of the cost of our meals some people can live for a day! lets learn from them and be thankful that we have so many things to choose from - and choose something without stoning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;continuing on...a physics game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;fantastic contraption is it's name, and building things is the game.&lt;br /&gt;once you start, it's hard to stop, so make sure you watch the clock -&lt;br /&gt;lest you neglect your studying, and when a's come you start crying.&lt;/i&gt; T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here you go: &lt;a href="http://fantasticcontraption.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;fantastic contraption&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8729840148064638621?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8729840148064638621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8729840148064638621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8729840148064638621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8729840148064638621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/yay-more-comix-lol.html' title='yay more comix lol'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPyph39tmcI/AAAAAAAAABk/S6EtWAN0Tao/s72-c/wsx1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-5598374581620784535</id><published>2008-10-20T22:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:56:23.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>die</title><content type='html'>13 more days omg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 more sunrises and it will be over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent cut my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i cut? i dont want to get caught in a levels, but i want to lick my hair at prom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have 3 days to decide if i should cut my hair, so some help please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i havent studied econs much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im hungry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;help~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5598374581620784535?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5598374581620784535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5598374581620784535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5598374581620784535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5598374581620784535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/die.html' title='die'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-2005749028531141416</id><published>2008-10-18T23:33:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:02:55.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omg 3 posts in 1 hr!</title><content type='html'>title says it all! check all other blogs all die alr - can't blame people who want to study right? but sometimes i want to take a break and there's nothing to read! so sian. and if i sian i dun wanna continue studying. so... i draw stupid stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoDBeQeN6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2xUBhOTmjvc/s1600-h/nqeb1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoDBeQeN6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2xUBhOTmjvc/s320/nqeb1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258518838745380770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel is doing maaaaaths! gogogo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk122/2008t18/lxh1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xh good choice to not buy those gay things! zombie p0w3r!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoDmix0NwI/AAAAAAAAABU/yDG9hLii0mE/s1600-h/statue+bball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoDmix0NwI/AAAAAAAAABU/yDG9hLii0mE/s320/statue+bball.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258519475614136066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways...so last friday i played bball and being short (not like someone), and not as pro as that statue up there, i someone tore a tendon on my finger. so i visited a sensei for the first time this morning and he poke my hand here and there then the pain less. omg like magic la. but that guy speak everything in hokkien and chinese and i had a lot of problem keeping up &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough stupid stuff. since zstre decided to make this into a temp gp blog, here are some of my additions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- in Dubai (the city of the FUTURE) they are building a 1.55mile(2.5km) tall tower. it's gonna generate the majority of its electricity from wind turbines at the top of the tower, solar panels all over the tower, burning its trash, and most zai of all - using the temperature difference in the tower to generate electricity! imba "green" tower in the desert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- According to ComScore's August 2008 search engine rankings, YouTube is now the number two search engine in the world, surpassing Yahoo! holy shit! new media ~ aidem wen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- the future of surveillance -&gt; General Electric has developed a RFID (Radio Frequency Identification) chip the size of a 5-cent coin coated with a chemically or biologically sensitive film that draws power wirelessly from a handheld reading device. could eventually lead to RFID implants that allow anyone to track us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh noes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoG2o_U1aI/AAAAAAAAABc/KmIEdltSNAk/s1600-h/oh+noes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoG2o_U1aI/AAAAAAAAABc/KmIEdltSNAk/s320/oh+noes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258523050694202786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm retarded enough for the night. happy studying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a quote to go (hopefully, set you thinking - deep thinking!) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;“If a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to hear it, does it make a sound?” – Bishop George Berkeley (1685 – 1753)&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-2005749028531141416?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2005749028531141416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=2005749028531141416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2005749028531141416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2005749028531141416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/omg-3-posts-in-1-hr.html' title='omg 3 posts in 1 hr!'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SPoDBeQeN6I/AAAAAAAAABM/2xUBhOTmjvc/s72-c/nqeb1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-8037164252903859724</id><published>2008-10-18T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:05:02.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GP</title><content type='html'>guess wat. gp is the 1st exam. so darcie came out with a brilliant idea. turn this blog to a gp blog. for now. so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the environment. we love the environment. so i start with environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;examples:&lt;br /&gt;1) Acciona, spanish company -- interested in biofuels, wind, hydroelectricity, but most promising in solar power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Finavera, canadian company -- wave energy, and won the 1st US permit to develop wave-energy plant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) PetroAlgae -- renewable biofuel, by feeding CO2 to algae and harvest the biogas emitted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Hycrete -- improves concrete, by reducing non-renewable wastes, toxic chemicals used in construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Levittown, a town in America -- going solar, with regular energy audits to improve on their efficiency&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Fukuoka, a town in Japan -- green roofs (plants on roofs), cut heat loss by 50% and reduce air-con costs by 25%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER (anti-thesis)&lt;br /&gt;1) America -- increasing demand for biofuels, but it causes deforestation as land needs to be cleared for biofuel plantations. Yet America still subsidize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Indonesia -- booming biofuel industry, thus more deforestation. now contributing to global warming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Urban deforestation -- trees losing the struggle to survive in cities, more unclean air in cities, pollution&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Climate changes -- linked to the increase in cases of dengue fever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK thats all for now...when i think of more i post again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8037164252903859724?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8037164252903859724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8037164252903859724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8037164252903859724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8037164252903859724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/gp.html' title='GP'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-4521297356960938026</id><published>2008-10-18T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T22:30:57.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I HATE CHEMISTRY AND MAGIC NUMBER 96</title><content type='html'>i HATE chemistry. 96% of you dont like chem too. (except zinc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@#$% CHEM AND THOSE STUPID USELESS RETARDED EQUATIONS!! DISGUSTING SUBJECT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY WE STUDY CHEM IN THE 1ST PLACE?? NOT LIKE WE WILL MIX CHEMICALS IN THE BANK RIGHT?? SHOULD HAVE TAKEN GEOG OR WHATEVER STUPID SUBJECT INSTEAD (although its also useless). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM JUST POSTING A POST SO THAT A POST IS POSTED. IM JUST VENTING MY ANGER ON BLOG. I BLAME CHEM. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 REASONS WHY I HATE CHEM:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I NEVER PASS 40% FOR CHEM&lt;br /&gt;2) I HAVE SHORT TERM MEMORY&lt;br /&gt;3) 96% OF THE CLASS BEAT ME&lt;br /&gt;4) COZ B YEONG SCOLDED ME&lt;br /&gt;5) AND MY PW&lt;br /&gt;6) SO DAMN TRICKY&lt;br /&gt;7) WASTE OF INK&lt;br /&gt;8) WASTE OF TIME&lt;br /&gt;9) USELESS FOR FUTURE&lt;br /&gt;10)COZ I JUST HATE CHEM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 1 good thing about chem is that 96% of the class probably didnt do as well, so we are somehow united in a sense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see the magic number 96? i also dunno why 96. maybe theres always someone there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well time is running, and im going for my last hair cut in 5 days time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-4521297356960938026?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/4521297356960938026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=4521297356960938026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4521297356960938026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/4521297356960938026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-hate-chemistry-and-magic-number-96.html' title='I HATE CHEMISTRY AND MAGIC NUMBER 96'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-7997303894666092993</id><published>2008-10-14T01:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:32:16.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its 1.18am</title><content type='html'>its 1.18...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1.18am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1.18AM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess who am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zinc or zstre?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st to guess correctly on tagboard wins a prize!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7997303894666092993?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7997303894666092993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7997303894666092993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7997303894666092993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7997303894666092993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-118am.html' title='its 1.18am'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8280134040424207513</id><published>2008-10-11T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T10:31:13.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-graduation depression</title><content type='html'>now that we have graduated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you realized when we first met, how hard is it to say hello? now, how hard is it to say goodbye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years isnt a long time, but its still time spent together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who can forget the times when we sit down together in class, go for lectures late, piss teachers off, go for noodle king everytime last year, celebrating each other's birthday, playing bridge, going out for lunch, stoning, and even studying in school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those were good times, but good things dont last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the part where we break off into our studying mode for this last final stretch of our exam lives. but dont be so sad. its not like we wont meet each other again. we can always plan to go out anytime after a levels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOooo...a sad story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time, there was a king who had a curse on him. all his friends and family around him will die in a quick but unexplainable death. for their own safety, everyone shunned him. thus he was lonely. until one day, a retarded young boy befriended him. they were best friends. to the king it was his first friend. thus he was very happy to know him. but in the end, the friend died, as expected. But at the funeral, the king wasnt crying. in fact he was smiling and looking happy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORALE of the story? yes, good things come to an end, but lets not let it end with a sad note. end it knowing that they are good memories, a part of our lives imprinted on the mind of others. for now, lets not get distracted and start closet mugging, then we can cry all we want after a levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the lame story is fiction again. i thought of it when the person who copied my ipod/handphone/wallpaper/ringtone posted on the class blog. and send me the graduation day pics so i can cry over them when im emo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8280134040424207513?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8280134040424207513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8280134040424207513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8280134040424207513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8280134040424207513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-graduation-depression.html' title='post-graduation depression'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-3525055594892510688</id><published>2008-10-09T00:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T00:25:18.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an example-driven paragraph</title><content type='html'>sometimes things happen for a reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. i smack you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things happen for no reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. you smack me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but whatever it is, dont cry because it happened. be happy because it happened to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. i smack you and you hug me back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT NOOOOOOOOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are always people out there to ruin our lives. some people believe in ruining other people's lives... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. i havent met anyone who has ruined my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as always, there are people ruining their own lives....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. zinc breaking his back, or hwa jie smoking incense paper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the process, sometimes lives will be saved or created...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. both of them at batam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some suffer silently, like a character in a dark room, cutting himself to know that he's still alive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. no one so emo yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some suffer not so silently, like a sun ready to explode, waiting for a needle to burst the bubble of anger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. no one so violent yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even if times are really hard, know that at the end of the day, you will sleep and forget everything bad that has happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eg. me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO...whats the main focus of this paragraph? just take things as it comes. nature has done a god job selecting the right path for man for the past few thousand years. let it take its course for another few years. time will tell, or wont tell, is not up to you or anyone. even god. if god has to plan everything, he will be a busy man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno why i typing this also. maybe its coz i just lost in dota. damn pissed damn pissed. when life sucks, just go to sleep. like what im going to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I LOVE MY NEW EARPHONES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-3525055594892510688?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/3525055594892510688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=3525055594892510688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/3525055594892510688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/3525055594892510688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/example-driven-paragraph.html' title='an example-driven paragraph'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-1432375329206712604</id><published>2008-10-05T20:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T21:29:21.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAHAHA!!!</title><content type='html'>LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a retarded video. watch only if you have time to waste like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCF3ywukQYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wCF3ywukQYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL AT 3.30!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a break from studying...do you realize how we sometimes waste so much time planning on how not to waste time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'm slightly bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway to kids who love blood! my hostel part 2 has FINISHED downloading!! lets watch it together someday! (coz i dont dare to watch alone it lol.) maybe before a lvs? haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well no story this time. cant think of 1 now. soooooo....a test!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 2 doors. One leads to heaven and the other leads to hell. these 2 doors are exactly identical. in front of the 2 doors, there is a guard each. these 2 guards are exactly identical too, except that one is guarding the door to heaven and one is guarding the door to hell. the devil (obviously the guard to hell) always tells lies while the angel (obviously the guard to heaven) always tells the truth. how can a wandering soul find his way to heaven if god allows him to ask 1 question only?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you might have heard it, but thats not the point. the point is i DUNNO the answer. lol. so if you know please tag it or tell me in school. thanks in advance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you can dance!&lt;br /&gt;you can jive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok no more mama mia. why cant they make screamo musicals? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and brendon PUNK ROCKS RIGHT??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nigel and zinc stop playing ro. you guys are disgusting. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok study hard people. 28 days to a lvs, if you are pessimistic. 43 days to holidays if you are optimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to end off...HAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-1432375329206712604?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1432375329206712604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=1432375329206712604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1432375329206712604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1432375329206712604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/hahaha.html' title='HAHAHA!!!'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-7304222205891589013</id><published>2008-10-03T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T23:45:25.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stuck in my HEAD</title><content type='html'>a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;warning&lt;/span&gt; to all those who intend to watch MammaMia: be prepared to have singing stuck in your head. seriously. if XINGHAO the punk-screamo-drums-rap fanatic can be converted to &lt;b&gt;SINGING&lt;/b&gt; "See that girl, watch that scene, diggin' the dancing queen!", that movie must have some supernatural powers. buttttt! it's DAMN funny! and i wanna try to spend a day on that island la, everyone so damn high one: randomly burst into dancing and singing, even jump into the sea :o next time i try to sing what i want to say haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are the dancing queen, young and sweet, only seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Dancing queen, feel the beat from the tambourine&lt;br /&gt;You can dance, you can jive, having the time of your life&lt;br /&gt;See that girl, watch that scene, dig in the dancing queen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaah. my sisters and parents think i'm nuts, singing infront of my com &gt;.&lt; BUT the nuttiest person must be xinghao, who eat so many tamago sushi until lost count, splash soya sauce over his uniform and in the middle of study suddenly stand up and want to buy lipstick. i mean seriously, LIPSTICK? at least i don't blame him, after mamma mia, a ludicrously sweet double chocolate frappe, candy floss+popping sweet, i also damn high damn high. like on the top of the world looking, down on creati- shit i start singing again. nooooo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mamma mia, here I go again&lt;br /&gt;My my, how can I resist you?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, does it show again?&lt;br /&gt;My my, just how much I’ve missed you&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I’ve been brokenhearted&lt;br /&gt;Blue since the day we parted&lt;br /&gt;Why, why did I ever let you go?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, now I really know,&lt;br /&gt;My my, I could never let you go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't get it out of my heaaaaaad! i hope i don't get too high later become like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://guanabee.com/michelle_allen_9.30.08-thumb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;some crazy woman who dress up as a cow, pee on neighbour's doorstep and chase children around the neighbourhood until get arrested. sometimes, you must know that there are many, many more amazing people in the world, and be glad that you aren't one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, happy birthday to joanna! i won't say who's birthday next later hwa angry :O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7304222205891589013?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7304222205891589013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7304222205891589013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7304222205891589013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7304222205891589013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/stuck-in-my-head.html' title='stuck in my HEAD'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-6090690248753323693</id><published>2008-10-02T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T21:46:59.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying psychology part 2</title><content type='html'>ok part 2 now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now while you are studying, you confirm confirm got slack one right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO THIS IS NOT GOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have you wondered how hard work pays off later but how laziness always pays off instantly? true right? but sometimes you feel like studying yet dont feel like studying. its like u got inspiration to study but you damn lazy to reach for your book while you are on your bed. then you waste a lot of time. all the time we spend talking playing shopping stoning eating sleeping going out...or even spend typing nonsense like this...all gone. now u realize how fast the next few weeks can pass by before the big shit comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel slightly depressed...esp when my prelims are shit and im still wasting time. so what should we do? i also dunno. if you know please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOOOOO...another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time, during war world 2, there was a young boy about 15 years old. he wanted to do his part for the country and fight in the war. thus he decided to try to fake his age to enter the army, as he was too young to do so. obviously officers arent stupid enough to let him pass. he said :" you arent 17 are you?" the boy replied :" nope." the officer told him :" take a walk around this army camp. when you return you will be seventeen." so the boy took a stroll around the camp. he saw what one would see in wars on tv, except that it was 100 times scarier as it was real. he then returned to the officer. the officer tested again :" you arent 17 are you?" this time the boy replied :" no sir im 19!" the officer smiled at him and welcomed him to the army.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORALE of the story? sometimes, like the boy, we arent prepared for many things we thought we are and want to do. right now, i think we are seriously underprepared for our exams. but we should now "take a walk around the camp" and reflect on the consequences and decide if we are ready for them. what happen if we fail that a levels? some thinking later, we can decide if we are really ready or just bluffing ourselves. so yea psycho yourselves into studying now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this story is NOT fictional and it really happened. and i suddenly thought of it while reading chem, so ya. if you feel the depression, go to selene for some selenium. it should work. i wiki it already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6090690248753323693?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6090690248753323693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=6090690248753323693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6090690248753323693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6090690248753323693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/studying-psychology-part-2.html' title='studying psychology part 2'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-8770800965013598291</id><published>2008-10-02T00:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T00:58:07.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why am i still awake?</title><content type='html'>as the title says so, I have no idea why I am still awake, even more so that I am blogging. maybe it's cause I'm dreaming, cause I keep hearing high-pitched sounds that are so painfully loud to me, yet nobody else hears it. and I get a headache from it. seriously, it's stupid. ranting aside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE STAR GAME!!!one!11!!eleven!11one!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nekogames.jp/mt/2007/05/post_16.html"&gt;ONE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nekogames.jp/mt/2007/09/2.html"&gt;TWO&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;that game is daaaaaaamn interesting sia. start playing liao I cannot stop haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaaay it's damn late and I shall go and sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-8770800965013598291?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/8770800965013598291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=8770800965013598291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8770800965013598291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/8770800965013598291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/10/why-am-i-still-awake.html' title='why am i still awake?'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-6714476030809833023</id><published>2008-09-28T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T22:54:25.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>studying psychology</title><content type='html'>the clouds are gloomy and i hate the rain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk zinc asked me to post something...so i shall post something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STUDYING PSYCHOLOGY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are all studying, but are we studying the right things in the right place at the right time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Are you studying smart or just blindly flipping through notes you think you know? We are lazy, but skimming through notes wont save your ass in 1 month's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Do you have noise pollution at home (ie. your naggy mum or brother or sister or whoever nags you)? Is your msn sounding often? If so, you are at the wrong place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) TIME. not the magazine, but time. we have very little time left. if you start counting, we have like 1 month plus left. so anytime to study now is the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOOO...another story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time in India, the Prophets, or Muhammad, have to climb a mountain every year, in order to gain blessings from God and prevent disaster from falling upon people. Obviously Muhammad have a responsibility in carrying out this spiritual task. However, one particular Muhammad was lazy. He refused to climb the mountain, claiming that its very high and dangerous and blah blah blah. IF he did not do so, people would suffer. Thus people were getting worried. How can they convince Muhammad to climb the mountain. As time was running out, people were getting desparate. Yet Muhammad still ignored their pleas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale of the story? (Guess 1st leh) CONSIDERATION. Dont you think that sometimes we are the Muhammad, and the people waiting to die are our parents and teachers? While we shirk responsibility from our studies, they are the ones worried. Also, we are so lazy that we sometimes dont care about the future. But as my old maths teacher say :" If Muhammad does not go to the mountains, bring the mountains to Muhammad." It might have different meanings to you, but to me it means we have to force ourselves to struggle through this most expensive exams we ever paid for, regardless if we want to or not. Its not really our choice. Its our fate. And our fate sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway the lame story is totally fictional (or maybe not i dunno) and NOT meant to be insulting any particular race. I thought of it while doing chem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I GONNA PAWN YOU ALL IN A LEVELS! NO POINT STUDYING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha just kidding. (ok not very funny)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6714476030809833023?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6714476030809833023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=6714476030809833023' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6714476030809833023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6714476030809833023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/studying-psychology.html' title='studying psychology'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-7539050313701124177</id><published>2008-09-28T15:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T16:29:14.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring sunday afternoon</title><content type='html'>bored, boreder, BLORED. so when i am blored, i scour the internetz for things that will make me not so blored. then since blored is an unholy union of blogging and boredom, constructed by z², it shall be so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first off.....dominoes. 30k of them. 30 thousand. 3.0x10&lt;sup&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1831335&amp;fullscreen=1" width="480" height="360" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="AllowScriptAccess" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" quality="best" value="http://www.collegehumor.com/moogaloop/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=1831335&amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="padding:5px 0; text-align:center; width:480px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...four million of them. exact number? 4,079,381 dominoes. if you placed one every second non-stop, it'd take you 48 days to finish placing them all. some people have too much time. not like us &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hgtekdw1eyo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Hgtekdw1eyo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now for a timewaster and creative thinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nekogames.jp/mt/2008/09/_hoshi_saga_3.html"&gt;hoshi (star) saga!&lt;/a&gt; the goal is to find the star in each of the puzzles. it's quite fun and daaaamn cool for some of the puzzles, although some might need quite a little thinking - unless you're kelvin or the like, you should be ok :P confirm got cheehong part aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, a piece of art that intrigued me: a well of books&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN89K3GUNsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o1AUSk4L8Pc/s1600-h/bookwell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN89K3GUNsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o1AUSk4L8Pc/s320/bookwell.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250982947335714498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; look at those books! makes you wanna study right! hahaha. okay enough slacking i shall go mug. wheeee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7539050313701124177?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7539050313701124177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7539050313701124177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7539050313701124177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7539050313701124177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/boring-sunday-afternoon.html' title='boring sunday afternoon'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN89K3GUNsI/AAAAAAAAAA8/o1AUSk4L8Pc/s72-c/bookwell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-1453580536397870395</id><published>2008-09-26T23:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T00:02:03.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>playing hard, studying hard!</title><content type='html'>Today, school ended ridiculously early. Like &lt;u&gt;12pm&lt;/u&gt; wtfudge. 3 lessons (maths - self study, gp - listennnnnnn and phys lect I just did my own work) and 1 break, what's the point in going to school...if not for suspension I pon alr. Since we had the whole afternoon, arthur decided to play badminton, so we brought rackets and headed to the court and played from 2pm to 6pm. Felt good moving around after such a long time of inactivity - tired but energized for some reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study for the past 2 days for me has been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMAZING&lt;/span&gt;. I could keep my focus going for the entire &gt;2.5hrs and I actually picked up speed doing maths toward the end of night study instead of losing concentration. From a half-dead tired corpse after badminton, I got refreshed mugging. scaaaaaaaary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had an IG outing. lieksrslywtf IG outing. I didn't go for every single one up till now, until they gave up on asking haha. This time around, kahwoon persuaded me and I decided to go for a look-see. Met up with debbie and cheryl before meeting the others, and we considered that maybe they would've forgotten my name, and decided to come up with a name for me. OF EVERY NAME POSSIBLE, I BECAME &lt;u&gt;SEBASTIAN&lt;/u&gt;. Fortunately enough, everyone remembered me! (: While waiting for the others at marina square, kahwoon, who was absent from school without a valid reason, went to marina bay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go bowling, and since I hadn't bowled for like 6 years or something, I wanted to study while watching them and almost got killed &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN0HYNful1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fff2qlQL8xA/s1600-h/Image152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN0HYNful1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fff2qlQL8xA/s320/Image152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250360853104858962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks: kahwoon, john, dinesh, calvin-mark, cheryl, debbie(who left early) and charlene - I had fun, although I left early for night study, heh. I'll meet up with you guys again AFTER A's. GOGOGO MUGGING TIME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-1453580536397870395?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1453580536397870395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=1453580536397870395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1453580536397870395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1453580536397870395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/playing-hard-studying-hard.html' title='playing hard, studying hard!'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SN0HYNful1I/AAAAAAAAAA0/Fff2qlQL8xA/s72-c/Image152.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-7035214411222453452</id><published>2008-09-24T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T21:19:13.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplative</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So today was the end of the results distribution, and I completely screwed up my chem paper 3, usually where I score the highest...what the fudge went wrong? Both my physics and chem paper 3s fared horribly. Why is it that when I do a paper I feel as if I know how to do everything, and am damn confident of my answers, yet get completely screwed when the results come back? Worse still, the mistakes made were so stupid, I didn't know why i made such errors in the first place. I'll be damned if I repeat this in my A's. Need a &lt;b&gt;HELL LOT&lt;/b&gt; more practice and &lt;u&gt;STUDY&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying is all I'm good for, as far as being a student goes, it's the sole purpose of my existence right now. If I can't do well, then might as well not live right? Okay that's retarded. I don't want to think like that. Anyways, while studying in starbucks today with selene and darcie, a topic came up: what will we do after a's? Besides meeting up, playing games and such, what will we do? Go back to study. We have been studying for the past 12 years of our life, suddenly stopping would be like losing a limb or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKAY. Time to congratulate JONATHAN our wonderful HTC for his amazing results. His UES? A class-unprecedented 81.75 out of 90. That's EIGHTY-ONE POINT SEVEN-FIVE for those who take a long time to process numbers. See, I was right when I said he'd top the class eventually. Like a sleeping giant, a dormant volcano, he has now erupted with all his latent, stored power, just in time to ACE THE A'S! SIR, YOU INSPIRE ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down an unknown road, to embrace my fate&lt;br /&gt;Though that road may wander, it will lead me to you&lt;br /&gt;And a thousand years, would be worth the wait&lt;br /&gt;It might take a lifetime, but somehow I’ll see it through&lt;br /&gt;And I won’t look back, I can go the distance&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll stay on track, no, I won’t accept defeat&lt;br /&gt;It’s an uphill slope, but I won’t lose hope&lt;br /&gt;Till I go the distance, and my journey is complete&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-7035214411222453452?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/7035214411222453452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=7035214411222453452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7035214411222453452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/7035214411222453452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/contemplative.html' title='contemplative'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-6909625263153049741</id><published>2008-09-23T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:19:03.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eggs and sugar high</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I shall not speak of the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:50%;"&gt;conspiracy of the GP committee against our class. It's OVER. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;After all the emo-ing and bleh is done, life continues as normal. Just read the story in the post below, shed your emo-coat and get high! Speaking of getting high, today night study was nuts. Many reasons contributed to this, mostly centered around a certain someone who sat beside me &gt;.&gt;, eating too much bread in 1 day, listening to african tribal music and trying to sing along (you know who!)...but we finally concluded that the reason was:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw too much of hwa's brand of eye candy in 1 night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The human brain has a finite limit to how much it can take, and today was just one after another then double kill then entire gangbang wtf. Unable to take it anymore, we took out the frustrations on a hapless egg sandwich. Needless to say, it suffered greatly at the hands of me, nigel, liquid paper, pens, pencils, squashed in a book, squished by hwa's phone, etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNkMDL4__BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wx1BiuEQhuc/s1600-h/SP_A0534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNkMDL4__BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wx1BiuEQhuc/s320/SP_A0534.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249240089548028946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taadaa! The handiwork of 2 geniuses! In the end, nobody wanted to eat it, probably because they were scared that if they touched such brilliant work they'd lose all their sanity (whatever they had after all the hysterical laughter).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm bored and got stuff to do. So I shall drop off the face of this blog, leaving a picture of the animals on my bed :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNkTjuskcQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XjHP2o8nwKk/s1600-h/SP_A0535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNkTjuskcQI/AAAAAAAAAAc/XjHP2o8nwKk/s320/SP_A0535.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249248345228341506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;GOODNIGHT AND GOODLUCK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I forgot - this is one damn gay rubik's cube I stumbled across...what the fudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HN8Ej0rc4VU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HN8Ej0rc4VU&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-6909625263153049741?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/6909625263153049741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=6909625263153049741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6909625263153049741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/6909625263153049741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/eggs-and-sugar-high.html' title='eggs and sugar high'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNkMDL4__BI/AAAAAAAAAAU/wx1BiuEQhuc/s72-c/SP_A0534.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-531515169409813855</id><published>2008-09-23T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T18:31:49.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT THE F * * K??!</title><content type='html'>****  PRELIMS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we are becoming like the stupidest j2 class in cjc...and that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;evidence? Mr Wee :" .... rock bottom of the level.... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sad. we are sad. maybe even the teachers are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT its over. whats done is done. no use crying now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOO...an inspirational story:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once upon a time there was a retard boy. he has never passed any exams, but yet wanted to be a pilot. obviously retards cant fly planes, unless through the earth. people told him that its impossible. his parents told him it was impossible. even his mind told him its impossible. but he happened to be a retard, so he didnt know what impossible was. so he continued to study very hard. as expected, he did not do well enough to be a pilot. in fact he never passed. so he tried again the enxt year. and the year after. yet he never passed still. this continued until he died. but guess what? for his last exam, he still failed. he never achieved his dream of becoming a pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morale of the story? even retards can work so hard, so why cant we? maybe we already tried very hard, but maybe it isnt hard enough. or maybe we are 'trying' at the wrong places. we know we are not mircale workers, but we can try right? at least die a happy person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont think too much about that disgusting exam results we just received ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go get sad, drink some beer, get over it and start studying quick. time is running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway that lame story is totally fictional and i thought of it while walking home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-531515169409813855?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/531515169409813855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=531515169409813855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/531515169409813855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/531515169409813855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/what-f-k.html' title='WHAT THE F * * K??!'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-2787175000500043966</id><published>2008-09-22T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:48:34.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>disappointment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Staring blankl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;y into space;&lt;br /&gt;What I've become - a disgrace;&lt;br /&gt;Only myself I have to blame;&lt;br /&gt;Only I can bear this shame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With hopes so high;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this was all a lie:&lt;br /&gt;But as reality da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wned upon me,&lt;br /&gt;Only misery I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet as I reflect on what I've done;&lt;br /&gt;The timer has long begun:&lt;br /&gt;Counting down to the hour,&lt;br /&gt;Where I shall regain my honour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No more shall I weep;&lt;br /&gt;Excise my grief as I sleep;&lt;br /&gt;I awake and boldly step ahead:&lt;br /&gt;I SHALL CHALLENGE MY FATE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNfLRkfv66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6YgA0y99t8/s1600-h/puppehsmellyshoe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNfLRkfv66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6YgA0y99t8/s320/puppehsmellyshoe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248887393438657442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Ah. I received my results today...and as I had kind of predicted, they were absolutely horrendous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;That up there is the result of me during my state of shock after getting back results - something just possessed me to write. Too bad this time round, need to seriously buck up and studyyyyy! C'mon more join night study leh! Today got donuts leh (only can take one, and all gone haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a piece of good news - remember that Large Hadron Collider thing that supposedly would have a risk of ending life on Earth? Yea well it had a technical malfunction and now they can't turn it on for 2 months - so the actual collision is now delayed even further back to end-november. Looks like we still DO have to study for our A's! Not that I want the world to end or anything - life's far too short and precious - and I still haven't done all I want to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More results tmr...GP and chem, supposedly my best subjects - and I'll be in a terrible condition if I screw both up. Praying hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TO ALL WHO ARE EMO FOR ONE REASON OR ANOTHER! NOW IS NOT THE TIME! I REPEAT: NOW IS NOT THE TIME! JUST PERSEVERE FOR ANOTHER 40 DAYS, THEN IN 18 DAYS OF EXAMS IT'S ALL OVER! I CAN'T WAIT :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-2787175000500043966?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/2787175000500043966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=2787175000500043966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2787175000500043966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/2787175000500043966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/disappointment.html' title='disappointment'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4y4HdqAgfoE/SNfLRkfv66I/AAAAAAAAAAM/u6YgA0y99t8/s72-c/puppehsmellyshoe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7155156348576759456.post-5789440305704425485</id><published>2008-09-21T23:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:33:52.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zstre</title><content type='html'>people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 11.25 pm and we should be sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I BET U ALL NEVER DO ECONS RIGHT??? nvm la expected...coz i also nv do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im bored. but if you are reading this you are bored too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but only boring people get bored. so we are boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the beauty needs his beauty sleep...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-5789440305704425485?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/5789440305704425485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=5789440305704425485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5789440305704425485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/5789440305704425485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/zstre.html' title='zstre'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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-7155156348576759456.post-1698081325312245445</id><published>2008-09-21T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T23:04:38.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow, i'm blored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Okaaaaaaaay. This is a blog by.....none other than z-squared - zinc and zstre! Inspired by the sudden wave of blogs, especially brendon, and also due to my wannabe designer nature, I made this blog! liek omg zinc is blogging!?? ZSTRE is blogging!?! Has the world come to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayyy I have no idea what to blog about, so this will be a place to put all my rantings and interesting things I find around. Following &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de rigueur &lt;/span&gt;(LEARN SOMETHING! That's french for "according to etiquette"), I shall go ahead and thank everyone who has made this possible;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.my entire family tree, for without them I'd probably not exist&lt;br /&gt;.ZSTRE a.k.a. lean sing how who shall be my blogging partner!&lt;br /&gt;.my toogoodtoogood friends from 2t18&lt;br /&gt;.aaaand God Almighty! (omg religious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going ahead, this week has been great past thursday, thanks to everyone who celebrated my birthday with me, as well as all the presents - THANKS ALOT! The greatest haul I have ever received, totally stunned I am. Got a caterpillar (toocute!), new wallet (thanks shalomyf!), new shoes (thanks mum), new shirt (thanks zl), new iPod nano!!!(!!!!), and a certain something (thanks ah nigel&amp;amp;shuxian :/ ). Also gonna get fat - fish&amp;amp;co., dimsum, steamboat, carl's jr - ALL IN 4 DAYS WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROAR. I shall get back to studies. Tomorrow shall be D-day and I will die from my horrendous results. Good thing they have no impact on a's! So mug i shall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the words of the Terminator, Arnold Schwarzenegger, "I'll be back."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7155156348576759456-1698081325312245445?l=z-squared.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/feeds/1698081325312245445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7155156348576759456&amp;postID=1698081325312245445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1698081325312245445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7155156348576759456/posts/default/1698081325312245445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://z-squared.blogspot.com/2008/09/wow-im-blored.html' title='wow, i&apos;m blored.'/><author><name>z-squared</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09458410969767059976</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></feed>
