<?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-18525893</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:03:28.046+08:00</updated><category term='buy food then'/><title type='text'>™أكمل علي™</title><subtitle type='html'>Me from Singapore. Im a guy. ;)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>87</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7053913818497442365</id><published>2008-11-21T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T20:14:21.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally I gonna study what I am supposed to study for my course!&lt;br /&gt;Here are my modules for &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Year 2 Semester 1&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recombinant DNA Technologies&lt;br /&gt;Biochemistry&lt;br /&gt;Microbiology&lt;br /&gt;Applied Chemistry 1&lt;br /&gt;Anatomy and Physiology&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-7053913818497442365?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7053913818497442365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=7053913818497442365&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7053913818497442365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7053913818497442365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-i-gonna-study-what-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4767249413271995584</id><published>2008-11-08T19:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T20:01:43.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 week holiday</title><content type='html'>During holidays, spent my time in school because of the upcoming event "Ultimate Race" for the whole RP.&lt;br /&gt;I am part of the organising committee.&lt;br /&gt;Last friday, went back to school for NCC la, so long never go back already.&lt;br /&gt;Then got this &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bugger&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;can call me and tell me he saw me, but cannot tell me where he was, asshole make me look like 1 lost child down there wondering where the hell is he.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a ''pleasant'' time there looking at the sec 3's taking over.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to punished them but my friend sort of have a nice talk to them..sheesh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tot we plan to make them die in the end u talk only?&lt;/em&gt; walauweh spoil my mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But manage to scold one! MUAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then monday second week of school, class planning to have a class chalet during the coming December holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it'll be fun:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4767249413271995584?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4767249413271995584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4767249413271995584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4767249413271995584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4767249413271995584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SPKjhU5JiHI/AAAAAAAAABo/hKhumQD56Eg/s320/145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this picture, tells a thousand words sia..i think 10 000 also can! miss sia this people. class now this direct opposite of this picture at first, can't hate them but to fit in. then,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256458367510517890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SPKxCQwYGII/AAAAAAAAABw/qnu2scWECio/s320/Snapshot_20080925_13.jpg" border="0" /&gt; our first picture! followed by,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256458847552804066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SPKxeNDYFOI/AAAAAAAAAB4/oW0POhXv-xk/s320/n700357572_1328177_9084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me on a couch as a finalist for MR and MISS SAS(School of Applied Science) 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the result is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256459588607000146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SPKyJVsdvlI/AAAAAAAAACA/5H167JC7eTA/s320/n700357572_1328171_6631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Mr. Personality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4701309213281624408?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4701309213281624408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1348736395174136794</id><published>2008-08-12T22:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T22:44:25.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>W15K</title><content type='html'>W15K&lt;br /&gt;the new journey of life begins&lt;br /&gt;where first impressions gives me the feeling&lt;br /&gt;the feeling of a new beginning&lt;br /&gt;which is going to be so HAPPENNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;yeah man happening man our class at first!&lt;br /&gt;all the way to the LAST!&lt;br /&gt;happening never die!&lt;br /&gt;happening is the mother of togetherness&lt;br /&gt;togetherness is the mother of BIGBIG FAMILY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great memories man!&lt;br /&gt;so what if each of us are not in the same class next semester?&lt;br /&gt;still in RP rite?&lt;br /&gt;still can lepakchill rite?&lt;br /&gt;still can meet rite?&lt;br /&gt;still can do alot of thing rite?&lt;br /&gt;but we cannot work together already uh..so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUTBUT!&lt;br /&gt;all this is so unforgetable man&lt;br /&gt;woooooooooooohoooooooooooooo&lt;br /&gt;optimistic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-aliSTAR, always being an optimist.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1348736395174136794?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1348736395174136794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1348736395174136794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1348736395174136794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1348736395174136794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/08/w15k.html' title='W15K'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-8624687333777730001</id><published>2008-07-20T22:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:29:59.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;JAMMING IN HORROR&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;woke up so early (12.30pm) to practice the 2 songs:&lt;br /&gt;Silver and Cold by AFI and Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes&lt;br /&gt;Practice all the way till 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Then meet my friend at my bus stop there, passed him the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;Took 99 all the way to Jurongville Sec there, because the jamming place at Chinese Garden there.&lt;br /&gt;Got out of the bus, crossed the road.&lt;br /&gt;At the path way, got metal railings stop there then he asked me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;translated to english&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas: Mal, you ask Iqbal to wait at where?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;Nas: You never call him?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. I thought you call him?&lt;br /&gt;Nas: What! I thought you call him!&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAH! Where got? That time you ask for his number I thought you call and tell him wad!&lt;br /&gt;Nas: BEST! I thought you call and you thought I call and don't tell me Iqbal not free now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok, I call him now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;ringring&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello? I Iqbal you free now?&lt;br /&gt;Iqbal: Erm why? go jamming? No uh, I got family gathering now.&lt;br /&gt;Me: (i laugh so loud, Nas also laugh and say fuck) OK nvm bye!&lt;br /&gt;Me: He not free so how?&lt;br /&gt;Nas: Sial la..want to go home also like we just went out sia..nevermind you call rahmat, ask whether he free or not if he free ask him where he want go then we go uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I called Rahmat, he suggested go jogging.&lt;br /&gt;I told him he siao because me and Nas wearing jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Then waited for Rahmat and Hasif.&lt;br /&gt;They reached only started raining.&lt;br /&gt;Then took shelther at Chinese Garden MRT station, talk cock.&lt;br /&gt;Quite funny la see people running so enthusiastically reach the MRT only fall! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok rain stop already rite, we go walk around Chinese Garden la.&lt;br /&gt;Walk, stop at the toilet a while.&lt;br /&gt;After that walk walk, then met at a spilt road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Eh if you turn here, we will go to the Tang Dynasty there, where there is no lights, very dark one, damn scary, another way is go Jurong lake park then go home.&lt;br /&gt;Me: EH WE GO TANG DYNASTY UH! GO NIGHTWALK!&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: Mal you siao ah! Haha you want go can la. We wait outside for you.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I dunno the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then walk walk, somehow I manage to psycho them to go Tang Dynasty la, so we went!&lt;br /&gt;wooo..actually like nothing yet la, my hair not standing so I walk relaxrelax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal: Wah why getting so squeezy&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Haha all scared already getting closer hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I got my way in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: See Akmal relax oni, Nas you like (after that dunno what he say likenot clear)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then finished the round, we're at the big gate!&lt;br /&gt;like want to enter palace gate like that, the gate got gap ah.&lt;br /&gt;Then I psycho them to go in there explore uh.&lt;br /&gt;OK, we went up the staircase till halfway to the gate.&lt;br /&gt;I continue walking till quite near to the opening, I see inside so dark then when I turn around&lt;br /&gt;they all stopped at the halfway mark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: Mal you go first ah! haha then we see how.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Together la, so dark I cannot see the way also.&lt;br /&gt;Nas: My hair standing sia eh go back uh.&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Next time come here ah, we need plan first, we also no torchlight, then in case we see something also duno where to run.&lt;br /&gt;Me: okok la next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then go when out crossed the road near Macdonalds there,&lt;br /&gt;then saw a big group of people going to the gate there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas: I think they all going explore also la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Then want join them anot?! JOin LA!&lt;br /&gt;Haisf: Mal you like no shame only want to join&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Aiya go home la.&lt;br /&gt;Nas: I feel like going.&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: I anything&lt;br /&gt;Me: LETS GO!&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat. HMph..ok la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then crossed the road again.&lt;br /&gt;Beside the gate there is a straigt road deeper into the garden.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked by the road slowly thinking whether these people are really going into the place.&lt;br /&gt;Then infront of us got 2 wite figure.&lt;br /&gt;One of them is a man, human la real one can see from the clothing.&lt;br /&gt;The other one really like the ghost you know, long black hair white clothes.&lt;br /&gt;Then I like thinking la if that is real or fake, cause my hair not standing.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Hasif shouted already run so far.&lt;br /&gt;Me Nas and Rahmat like think twice that one real or fake?&lt;br /&gt;Then Nas got scared and freezed.&lt;br /&gt;I go wave at the thing.&lt;br /&gt;The thing wave back again.&lt;br /&gt;Then I walk nearer, that thing come nearer.&lt;br /&gt;I stop it stop.&lt;br /&gt;I thought it like a game man.&lt;br /&gt;Then Nas like eh come here la you crazy ah wan go check that thing?&lt;br /&gt;Then we group back again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: I think tha tone fake la, if not that guy over there runaway already what.&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Yala, Haiyo Hasif bring shame to us only. That one is human&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: How sure are you. Scary sia.&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: AHHAHAA still can run soo far, alot ppl see sia so shameful.&lt;br /&gt;Nas: Eh? how can that thing wear shoe?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Fake la that one! Lets go ask the guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to the guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Are you guys going in? If you are can you wait a while, we are doing an event.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Alamak.&lt;br /&gt;Nas: You scare the balls out of us man! So real. (that thing come to us)&lt;br /&gt;that thing: sorry we are doing an event.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you even have a face? (then she smile can only see the teeth)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then we waited.&lt;br /&gt;then nearby us was a group of boys.&lt;br /&gt;they got bicycles, so talked to them.&lt;br /&gt;One of thier man just reached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy: scarey sia, I tot real one I got speed with my bike here sia. Wahlanneh.&lt;br /&gt;Hasif: HHAHAAHHAA!&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: You laugh for wad, you so big run so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blabla then come back already, asked them and they were from NTU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went into the path further in la not the gate there but the road beside it.&lt;br /&gt;Halfway saw 2 of those things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas: Mal you walk first ah, now got double sia scarey bodoh one black face one white face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly come out from the side, they carrying dolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha then continue inside with the boys, then went to his place, they say it got on fire before, the whole place on fire then now like abandoned. Over there the boys like camp fire, burn things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat; eh they do this things if catch by police must pay thousands you know, somemore this place no entry. Police always ambush this place you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while we got out. Almost reach outside Rahmat suddenly tapped my shoulder and pointed to the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked and saw like a mummy standing statue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahmat: Scary anot? Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;Me: U know wad? You tapping scare the shit out of me. So sudden one next time give warning can anot? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crossed the road again, accompanied rahmat home, as we walk we talk.&lt;br /&gt;Talk ghost stories. then home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-8624687333777730001?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8624687333777730001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=8624687333777730001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8624687333777730001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8624687333777730001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/jamming-in-horror-yesterday-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1082976524317596552</id><published>2008-07-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T16:27:00.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hi5experts.com/graphics.php?refer=27281"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hi5experts.com/graphics/990302ca433e46aa83f68dda842a3d96.gif" alt="hi5experts.com graphics layouts"  border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hi5experts.com/graphics.php?refer=27281" title="hi5experts.com graphics layouts"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like a STAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1082976524317596552?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1082976524317596552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1082976524317596552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1082976524317596552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1082976524317596552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/its-like-star.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-39866978220417716</id><published>2008-07-05T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T23:48:09.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffcc;"&gt;the journey to haircut!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the journey was indeed a long one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bought ez-link with me to cut my hair, at gek poh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;actually just 1 bus stop away, walk also less than 5 mins but i took the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;waited for lik 15min sia! but 1 stop oni so pathetic, tap in after few seconds tap out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;cut hair, standard style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;haha i think china man cut for me sia he don even know english!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;tok to him like, i think tok to myself better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;after finish cutting they got this poster la like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Primary     $7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Secondary $8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Man           $9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i give him the money then he point to poster,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i at first honest la told him 'man'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then he like blurblur, point at primary and secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then i like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; YA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;(nodded my head)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; when he point at secondary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HEHE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt; $1 lesser for haircut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;then took the bus again, not head home uh, go st91 nti there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;from gek poh 2 busstop oni, from my house 1 bus stop, cool uh my house in between so accesible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;go st91 buy stuff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;bubbletea actually then take bus again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;go home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;like rich uh? but mine is concession so make use of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-39866978220417716?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/39866978220417716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=39866978220417716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/39866978220417716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/39866978220417716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/07/journey-to-haircut-journey-was-indeed.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-227103767579984292</id><published>2008-06-30T23:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T00:04:05.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aikido</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGkABDMI5II/AAAAAAAAABA/9SAiIEixEQ4/s1600-h/CIMG3200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217701661321520258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGkABDMI5II/AAAAAAAAABA/9SAiIEixEQ4/s320/CIMG3200.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; That guy in white, is my senior.&lt;br /&gt;he is officially announce as&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; President of Aikido&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;He was the first senior i made friends with la, think at the fourth training.&lt;br /&gt;His name is &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt; and my name is&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; ALI&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;see, 3 letter names so easy remember..haha actually he is BENjamin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today training, supposedly to be weapon training, dunno why dun have weapon training, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAIYO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm hope it's next week then.&lt;br /&gt;This&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; BEN&lt;/span&gt;, just now during trg, learning the 2nd lock, I no need search for him one,&lt;br /&gt;he automatic find me say ,&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "Hey &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;ALI&lt;/span&gt;! I wan my revenge!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually during aikido thw white belts &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(beginners or 1st years have to practice with a colour belt which is of course the seniors la)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead i think i hit him hard? haha must push the chin mah!&lt;br /&gt;then I push all the way lor!&lt;br /&gt;then his throat like pain, then sorry2, then his turn ah,&lt;br /&gt;go slam me so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that the sensei, teach another lock uh, so complicated sia, until now I blur.&lt;br /&gt;Another senior, pull my shirt dragged me to the center of the mat.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why sia, haizzz..&lt;br /&gt;he is like the seniors senior because he graduated already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the last lock was the easist, yet quite hard because the senior quite big uh &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he is Alfred.&lt;br /&gt;I lock his arm already uh then he ask me slam him down,&lt;br /&gt;then i slam him i myself kena slam, too heavy for me &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt; sorry eh,&lt;br /&gt;second try was the same, he also laugh.&lt;br /&gt;yeah aikido also got physics, center of gravity.&lt;br /&gt;then he told me to stand properly and have a good balanced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;SO&lt;/span&gt; i spread my legs abit wider so abit shorter, become more stable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;STILL NO DIFFERENT LE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fall over him.&lt;br /&gt;then finished!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-227103767579984292?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/227103767579984292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=227103767579984292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/227103767579984292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/227103767579984292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/aikido.html' title='Aikido'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGkABDMI5II/AAAAAAAAABA/9SAiIEixEQ4/s72-c/CIMG3200.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1420823605389894018</id><published>2008-06-28T23:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T23:27:18.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGZWSPh4XEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eCm2JuWxQRI/s1600-h/Picture0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216952089761569858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGZWSPh4XEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eCm2JuWxQRI/s320/Picture0080.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;OOOOO!&lt;/span&gt; I feel so cool in this pic! HUHUHU!&lt;br /&gt;yea man! This Is Ali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh, today supposed to go jamming.&lt;br /&gt;planned to play seven nation amy from the &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;WHITE STRIPES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt; &lt;br /&gt;                                                        &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;silver and cold&lt;/span&gt; from AFI!&lt;br /&gt;then after that he message me, he can't remember the AFI song so pushed forward to next week&lt;br /&gt;haiz, wait till next week then.&lt;br /&gt;so long never jam, I think if I play the bass guitar can break sia.&lt;br /&gt;then just now morning practice the song like wasted.&lt;br /&gt;nvm at least no need to practice so hard rite later&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GUNDU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh! religious class resume back tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;lazy sio wan to go.&lt;br /&gt;summore I never take oral exam, supposed to take last week of holiday&lt;br /&gt;i skipped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;corrupting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1420823605389894018?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1420823605389894018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1420823605389894018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1420823605389894018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1420823605389894018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/ooooo-i-feel-so-cool-in-this-pic-huhuhu.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SGZWSPh4XEI/AAAAAAAAAA4/eCm2JuWxQRI/s72-c/Picture0080.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-2853100503917948729</id><published>2008-06-24T23:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T23:09:57.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WAAAAA!!!!!!! SO PAIN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just go back home to get news that my house is almost on FIRE luckily nothing bad happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;PHEW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it happened to me instead.&lt;br /&gt;Just entered the kitchen and I felt something under my feet, thought it is like a small stone like &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'ONE SAND'&lt;/span&gt; so just rubbed my leg across to get rid of the thing and you know what?&lt;br /&gt;I go back to my bag to take out my laptop, just open the zip oni, i checked my foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BLOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then I like haiyo! i though it was a scratch, then washed it, examine a bit happen to be a &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;DEEP CUT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back to where I felt the stone, check out it is a glass! part of a broken glass!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OMG!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy to wash again asked my mom help me take tissue.&lt;br /&gt;wipe abit then press the wound the blood came out again.&lt;br /&gt;wipe again then I let it free,&lt;br /&gt;blood came out again.&lt;br /&gt;then use plaster, dunno blood can come out or not, can feel the freakin pain sia!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-2853100503917948729?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2853100503917948729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=2853100503917948729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2853100503917948729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2853100503917948729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/waaaaa-so-pain-just-go-back-home-to-get.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1541787066079645817</id><published>2008-06-22T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T15:16:14.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WoooHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;after so long of not updating!&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;current theme is AFI(a fire inside)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;Miss Murder&lt;/span&gt; miss murder miss murder!&lt;br /&gt;i suggest you watch th emusic video, its nice! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DAMN NICE LA NOW GO WATCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i give you the link: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ur3bLq4DGAI"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ur3bLq4DGAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walaueh!&lt;br /&gt;12 August last day of being in the same class, after that got holiday then back to new class!&lt;br /&gt;k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;hey miss murder can I?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!&lt;br /&gt;so sad sia,&lt;br /&gt;my promotion &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;postponed to SEPTEMBER!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when it is supposed to be this &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;JUNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fed up sia&lt;br /&gt;nabeh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;TAKE MY LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1541787066079645817?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1541787066079645817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1541787066079645817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1541787066079645817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1541787066079645817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/06/wooohooo-after-so-long-of-not-updating.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4840806993948293342</id><published>2008-05-02T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T00:05:56.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn</title><content type='html'>MY first torn was to save people.&lt;br /&gt;Funny rite? supposed to have fun but saving people instead.&lt;br /&gt;OK la..its class bonding..or over bonding..FAMILY already haha.&lt;br /&gt;so fast, and lucky to have a class like this.&lt;br /&gt;Thier purpose was to drink that night at Linette's place.&lt;br /&gt;But got some problem, private and confidential, cannot say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to East coast park.&lt;br /&gt;Started with ghost stories, then stopped half way cause they got scared.&lt;br /&gt;how bout the girls got scared?&lt;br /&gt;haha ok walk walk until found a place to land on to.&lt;br /&gt;A BBQ pit actually but no BBQ but alcohols.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what la they bout 'GIN' or 'BOCARI' or something.&lt;br /&gt;OK. Me and Thiam Heng are the only people who didn't drink.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think the wrong way, we are there to say thier lives.&lt;br /&gt;haha! Im a Life saver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played playing cards anly 3 rounds? then ok, lets not talk about names.&lt;br /&gt;Girl 1 got drunk already after 2 cups, go laughing like 1 hyena so damn scary la if you cannot see her but can hear only, summore its 12midnight plusplus.&lt;br /&gt;Then her boyfriend(Guy1) which is our classmate also, like a classmate couple.&lt;br /&gt;Bring her go 1 corner.&lt;br /&gt;What they do is up to them, but nothing dirty happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Girl 2 got drunk after 5 cups.&lt;br /&gt;I suspected only la, then guy1 called girl2 to come over because girl1 got problem.&lt;br /&gt;Then girl2 ask me follow.&lt;br /&gt;So I accompany, halfway there girl2 start walking senget(not properly) the drunk way. Whatelse? leave her like that ar? so bad sia.. Supported her by the shoulders la all the way to girl1.&lt;br /&gt;end up there with girl2 kissing girl1 on the cheek.&lt;br /&gt;not mouth la...that will be EEW!&lt;br /&gt;from that from there can confirm drunk already the talking and movements.&lt;br /&gt;then bring all the way back to the pit.&lt;br /&gt;Walk so unstable.&lt;br /&gt;Like if I let go she fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then did the drunk safety precautions all the way till morning which is Labour Day already.&lt;br /&gt;then go to Girl3 house to cooldown or rest at bedok.&lt;br /&gt;went there all change clothes or showered then phom!&lt;br /&gt;everyone slept at the hall.&lt;br /&gt;on the sofa, floor i end up near the door to enter the house.&lt;br /&gt;haha all KO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Mx7YyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/upTyEP5stUE/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195810586337266226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Mx7YyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/upTyEP5stUE/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our gang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6NR7YykI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TqdaOTx8tJc/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195810594927200834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6NR7YykI/AAAAAAAAAAU/TqdaOTx8tJc/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; u see me sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6NR7YylI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dW5j6gECvzE/s1600-h/DSC00268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195810594927200850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6NR7YylI/AAAAAAAAAAc/dW5j6gECvzE/s320/DSC00268.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; guy1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Nh7YymI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZCZv4ojPJKY/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195810599222168162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Nh7YymI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZCZv4ojPJKY/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;guy2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Nh7YynI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4_6rbWgb8nU/s1600-h/DSC00266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195810599222168178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Nh7YynI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4_6rbWgb8nU/s320/DSC00266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the non drinker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after that woke up, go to guy2 house somewhere in Bedok also to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Ten to toa payoh to girl2 house to chill ard.&lt;br /&gt;UNFORTUNATELY i got to go home. Chao at 3.30.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I just reached there la..no fair nvm&lt;br /&gt;later go home even later i think I can't go out with them anymore.&lt;br /&gt;So rather go home and go out again some time.&lt;br /&gt;So Toa Payoh to boonlay a sleeping trip.&lt;br /&gt;Reach home, shower, eat, KO again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today moring come sch feel like sleeping but during breaks are fun.&lt;br /&gt;TOOK PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;talk NONSENSE!&lt;br /&gt;do SKIT for presentation damn funny la.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;then chilled ard again and 7.45pm departed from Woodlands Checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;no la kidding causeway point only.&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/18525893-4840806993948293342?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4840806993948293342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4840806993948293342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4840806993948293342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4840806993948293342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/05/torn.html' title='Torn'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SBs6Mx7YyjI/AAAAAAAAAAM/upTyEP5stUE/s72-c/DSC00265.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-8086975771943308853</id><published>2008-04-23T23:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T21:00:34.902+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='buy food then'/><title type='text'>Everybody Lets CABOT!</title><content type='html'>ok back to what happen yesterday, Tuesday the 22 Apr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;begin with my friend, who told me that she confirm would be at woodland MRT by 8.00am, so confident some more.&lt;br /&gt;I reached there at 8.30am.&lt;br /&gt;The first one. Haha, then there she came, Linette.&lt;br /&gt;She: haha, sorry ar traffic jam ah!&lt;br /&gt;me: what an excuse!&lt;br /&gt;after a few minutes Big Hafiz came!&lt;br /&gt;then off to Macdonald's at Civic Plaza.&lt;br /&gt;Civic Plaza is actually behind causeway point la.&lt;br /&gt;Then waited and called people to join in our CABOT.&lt;br /&gt;that day was about cognitive processes, the boring of all boring topics, the senseless of all no sense topics.&lt;br /&gt;And the 3 of us were against the facilitator. useless mas gave me a 'C' grade.&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, 1 our our classmates, Thiam Heng joined us! haha&lt;br /&gt;sooner, Syiddiq came along after ANOTHER JAM.&lt;br /&gt;We chilled abit here and there, then ard 10 we left for the MRT station again.&lt;br /&gt;go where? take bus.&lt;br /&gt;to bukit panjang.&lt;br /&gt;then take another bus again to ORCHARD!..not really la.&lt;br /&gt;its dhoby ghaut.&lt;br /&gt;over there met up with Derren and Clovie at Macdonalds again.&lt;br /&gt;then phuf! to Plaza Singapura.&lt;br /&gt;scan around to see which movies available.&lt;br /&gt;after sometime, they want to go to cathay ciniplex or cinileisure..watever la its Cathay by the way.&lt;br /&gt;Then halfway while walking we passed by an arcade&lt;br /&gt;what to do?&lt;br /&gt;PLAY LA hahaha&lt;br /&gt;from one racing game to other racing game to shooting game to horror game to the bloody black basketball game, keep rebouncing back over my head, then have so find the ball around the arcade then no more time to continue. So pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;Played hard over there until tired out.&lt;br /&gt;Then went out to Cathay!&lt;br /&gt;walkwalk to cathay already&lt;br /&gt;chilled at the cinema place there..got sofa.&lt;br /&gt;decided on what to watch &gt;&gt;&gt;Definitely, maybe...&lt;br /&gt;bought popcorns and water.&lt;br /&gt;the basics of cinema experience.&lt;br /&gt;then halfway through the move, tuk!&lt;br /&gt;one popcorn hit my head.&lt;br /&gt;I stand up and shout in whisper "BLoody hell!"&lt;br /&gt;watelse? popcorn WAR!&lt;br /&gt;till the end of the show, you could see stars on the floor.haha the popcorns la.&lt;br /&gt;the show end, we go walk walk, buy food then go back to RP!&lt;br /&gt;for wat?&lt;br /&gt;my friend they got rugby trials, so I follow them and watch.&lt;br /&gt;then go Macdonalds again to eat.&lt;br /&gt;then back home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-8086975771943308853?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8086975771943308853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=8086975771943308853&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8086975771943308853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8086975771943308853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/everybody-lets-cabot.html' title='Everybody Lets CABOT!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7598731568363943211</id><published>2008-04-12T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:31:07.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sircool</title><content type='html'>I HATE SCHOOL ON MONDAYS!&lt;br /&gt;well, yeah. first day of school represent other mondays to come.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;I hate my facilitator! Her face like damn bloody alien la.&lt;br /&gt;Just one look I don't like, but i like the module:)&lt;br /&gt;oh man got to see her this coming monday.&lt;br /&gt;hope she can't come.&lt;br /&gt;or a change in facilitator permanently.&lt;br /&gt;but other than monday&lt;br /&gt;SCH IS LIKE PUNCHING FUN!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;oh yea..yesterday during the second break&lt;br /&gt;my friend boon beng when out first after sometime he called me.&lt;br /&gt;my phone ringging,&lt;br /&gt;before he say hello,&lt;br /&gt;i quickly start, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hello, this is Ali speaking, how can I help you?''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the whole class actually concentrating on me talking to the phone la..heard some haha after saying that.&lt;br /&gt;he replied &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh hello,eh ask our team members if they wan anything anot?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"why? u going to blanja? buy anything! erm water!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"er..oh..ya I blanja..so only water ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me(joking with him), &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"how bout KFC meal? 3 zingers, 2 cheese fries and 3 chickens"&lt;br /&gt;him,"sure ah?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;is this guy for real?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"wait ar.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i face the class&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Class do you want anything? BoonBeng going to blanja us? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of them shouted &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;KFC!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;i got back to my phone &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"buy KFC family meal for whole class!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; "WOAH! ok..set! bye! but make sure all must eat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"dun worry if cannot finish i eat the rest!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;end of conversation.&lt;br /&gt;then after sometime go prayers,then rushed back to class for the chicken.&lt;br /&gt;do presentation then end of sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today just rotted at home.&lt;br /&gt;tmr going religious class and cutting my hair.&lt;br /&gt;then monday..stated above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-7598731568363943211?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7598731568363943211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=7598731568363943211&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7598731568363943211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7598731568363943211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/sircool.html' title='Sircool'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6499082318053668634</id><published>2008-04-09T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T22:31:53.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK!&lt;br /&gt;these few days in RP not bad uh, quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;Keep thinking that its going to be boring and hey! my classmates and me make it fun!&lt;br /&gt;haha like presentation put in some humour la.haha&lt;br /&gt;second day already got humiliated! basket..&lt;br /&gt;this chinese girl la alamak like wan smack her sia.&lt;br /&gt;go advertise my name in the slide..&lt;br /&gt;ok b4 i continue this is wad actually happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i introduce myself to my classmates as 'Ali'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so they will call me 'Ali'. because i know if i ask them to call me 'Akmal' the pronounciation all will go haywire!.. so stick to 'Ali' simple easy and unforgetable.hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she go put "Ali BABA and his genie lamp.."&lt;br /&gt;like what the fish man whole class laugh!&lt;br /&gt;dunno whats the relation between our topic and that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;then my turn.&lt;br /&gt;my slide was about "What is the source of knowledge?"&lt;br /&gt;i started...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok people, what is the source of knowledge?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok lets us imagine humans live without brains.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;since we dont have brains, would we know that this is a table? a laptop? a book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;obviously no right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;because we all no brain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there goes the burst of laughters, even my facilitator laugh.&lt;br /&gt;then blablabla till the end of presentation..&lt;br /&gt;weee got compliments and yea "i think we're the best grp of the day?"&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, groups are reshuffled.&lt;br /&gt;ok la this group, but i think yesterday's better.&lt;br /&gt;looking for a funner tmr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6499082318053668634?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6499082318053668634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6499082318053668634&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6499082318053668634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6499082318053668634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ok-these-few-days-in-rp-not-bad-uh.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1634558059206820309</id><published>2008-04-01T21:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:42:36.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no title for today</title><content type='html'>first off with what i did today.&lt;br /&gt;wake up ard 8 morning.&lt;br /&gt;ya like so early rite? what to do..used to it already..nv woke up after 12noon before unless it's purposely.&lt;br /&gt;wake up eat breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;then on laptop.&lt;br /&gt;got bloody virus..figuring how the bloody hell to get rid of it since last midnight.&lt;br /&gt;plus this fishing lappy haven't even last a month, well at least the condition is maintained:)&lt;br /&gt;then the door bell rang, mom dad went to work already younge brother to sch and my sis sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;I lazy to open the door so ignore the bell.&lt;br /&gt;then came the knock.&lt;br /&gt;haiz..so carried my butt all the way to the door, opened it to see one uncle.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ahh we having renovation up stair ar..ah two days ahh..sorry ah is noisy..2 days ah, sorry eh&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;and im like a praying buddha with nodding head saying 'okok' all the way.&lt;br /&gt;close the door.&lt;br /&gt;sit down oni."GGRRRREEENNNGGG!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;wat the fish.the drill started.lucky only one drill.&lt;br /&gt;after that go shower coz meeting my fren soon.&lt;br /&gt;go inside toilet only 2 or 3 more drilling sound at the same time..waddeMEMEKAK siA!&lt;br /&gt;i cannot even hear the water gushing through.&lt;br /&gt;i even try to the extreme of talking to myself.&lt;br /&gt;can't een hear myself.&lt;br /&gt;got irritated already i rush myself la..to get out of this place.&lt;br /&gt;and i WONDER HOW MY SIS CAN STILL BE SLEEPING!!&lt;br /&gt;then,rush rush rush to the busstop to get a message from my friend, "be there in 5mins"&lt;br /&gt;lucky 5 min not 50min.&lt;br /&gt;met him then off to yuhua.&lt;br /&gt;at yuhua, met with mr ngien to get his papers signed.&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(mined already signed earlier)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then mr ngien asked "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;tmr rehearsal any of you coming?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I said "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;no..got orientation until friday..then maybe friday i coming for speech day and thats maybe.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;mr ngien continued "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i tot orientation is not normal sch day rite? why? second year wan see girls ar?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;fisher, i rebuted "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;siao ar le..i first year oni ..i go there see poly la!..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;mr ngien and his nonsense, "&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;don bluff la..if not y cannot come for the trg and speech day? you wan stay see girls rite? u don bluff with me la..&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I ended and won with this&gt;&gt;&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;come on la cher..i not like you la..k bye&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;br /&gt;his last words?? got..."&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;wat the&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(with a bigbig smile)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....then&lt;br /&gt;on our way to ncc hq to give the documents.&lt;br /&gt;haha earned $123!&lt;br /&gt;then from there went home, on the wa home my fren kaijun&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(guy)&lt;/span&gt; called me la..then talk and talk until the bloody drill is no more.&lt;br /&gt;finally peace!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1634558059206820309?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1634558059206820309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1634558059206820309&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1634558059206820309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1634558059206820309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/04/no-title-for-today.html' title='no title for today'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1788992781004382436</id><published>2008-03-24T12:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T13:21:25.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My fourth Beginning.</title><content type='html'>When 7 April arrives, it'll be my fourth beginning. Why fourth? ok it's like this.&lt;br /&gt;the first beginning happens when I first entered school, PAP kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;Second was primary school, third is secondary school and soon will be poly.&lt;br /&gt;everything's gonna be different yaw?&lt;br /&gt;rite..&lt;br /&gt;27-28 is my SAS(School of Applied Science) Freshman camp.&lt;br /&gt;2 days only and they ask to bring clothes required for like  4 or 5 days camp.&lt;br /&gt;nonsense, BUT evening got GALA dinner, must wear formal clothes..hehe must be fun.&lt;br /&gt;I happen to like all this formal events like dinners, eg. the dining in from ncc, with those tables and shiny utensils and everyone in their best discipline, eating with thier best shown manners.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been finding a new blog skin which can show my blog title and archives so that people can read my past, like 2 months before? or even last year's?&lt;br /&gt;then, the skins are not my type. Fussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People been asking me why to RP? RP not good you know?&lt;br /&gt;I just look at them la. Say all the want, nothing's going to change.&lt;br /&gt;if RP not good, y the word polytechnic? can rather be RiTE,republic institute of technological education.&lt;br /&gt;So what if the studies are different.&lt;br /&gt;I got enough of stress life study, so i chose this.&lt;br /&gt;I study in a relaxing manner, different environment difficult to cope.&lt;br /&gt;and interested in biomed course too, cause cut off point in SP is like 10pts? so I chose RP.&lt;br /&gt;I dun care bout which poly, its the course that matters la dei!&lt;br /&gt;and all polys are good and in the end all getting sme diploma just like sec school.&lt;br /&gt;eg. yuhua student o lvl 10 pts and river valley o lvl 10 points..got any diff? no rite?&lt;br /&gt;nonsense ppl.&lt;br /&gt;no offence ya..&lt;br /&gt;just hate comparing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.12pm soon going to get ready for mengaji at 2pm..after that go polyclinic take my blood test result. like fish rite. 2 day camp also must ask for blood group.&lt;br /&gt;after take result then..ah...then..erm maybe go home or meet fren la. see first the situation.&lt;br /&gt; outs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1788992781004382436?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1788992781004382436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1788992781004382436&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1788992781004382436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1788992781004382436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-fourth-beginning.html' title='My fourth Beginning.'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7098246373143269028</id><published>2008-02-26T22:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:23:59.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'>troublesomeness..</title><content type='html'>ok i got to attend life range tomorrow and 2 more camps during march and its all done to my service to ncc hq. After that its all school trainings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, im going to katam al-Quran soon that is until the kenduri.&lt;br /&gt;from now one till that day have to read the same thing over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;from surah dhuha until last page of Quran.&lt;br /&gt;like torublesome la wan tot read the same thing over and over for mengaji plus i have to read too during the kenduri aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;haiz good things going to happen so trying my best not  to complaint..&lt;br /&gt;looking forward for that day then no need go mengaji anymore! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea talking bout march.&lt;br /&gt;the month of march.&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;because alot and alot and alot of serious bad luck events happens in march all the year.&lt;br /&gt;i said it..all year and i realised it only last year. gundu.&lt;br /&gt;got a bad feeling now..&lt;br /&gt;well just wait till i tell the tale of bad luck this year right after march!&lt;br /&gt;ends.&lt;div 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title='troublesomeness..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6170409214323527254</id><published>2008-02-21T21:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T21:53:40.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today at SAFTI</title><content type='html'>ok so just now left home at 11.20&lt;br /&gt;waited for bus till 11.45, so long&lt;br /&gt;then reached boon lay int to meet my friend Waheed and Nazif,&lt;br /&gt;called Waheed and said there's a direct bus to discovery centre so asked me to meet him at the bus stop over there.&lt;br /&gt;after that i called Nazif,12.15 already&lt;br /&gt;he say he just only waiting for bus to int and also tell me he got direct bus from they&lt;br /&gt;chicken!&lt;br /&gt;can tell me earlier rite so i can walk abit and take the direct bus also, waste ez link money oni&lt;br /&gt;tranport fares also damn expensive, to me la&lt;br /&gt;like 1 day go ncc hq counted to and fro, $5(2 train rides and 2 bus rides).&lt;br /&gt;ok at discovery centre bus stop met them&lt;br /&gt;and coincidentally my other frens also 3 of them.&lt;br /&gt;and at the bus stop waited again for the van from yio chu kang to SAFTI&lt;br /&gt;as we waited, i counted four bus 193 and three bus 182 pass by..&lt;br /&gt;so long la waited from 12.30 to almost 1.30.&lt;br /&gt;reach there already we assigned post for each other, im in charge of CHAMBER&lt;br /&gt;which is the room where they shoot.&lt;br /&gt;its computerized so no bullets involve.&lt;br /&gt;just a screen&lt;br /&gt;like that also cannot shoot properly bloody buggers&lt;br /&gt;ok 7 ppl in chamber 1 per 3 cadets.&lt;br /&gt;got lane 3,4,5&lt;br /&gt;first 3 shooters from lane 3 never passed the shooting even though i thought and guided them so many times like wan give up already..everyhting also say &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yayaya&lt;/span&gt; in the end failed.&lt;br /&gt;then 1 cadet asked..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the rifle spoil ar nobody pass at all le!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i reply &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;they shooting bird wat, target also cannot see..gundus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he keep quiet and walk away..&lt;br /&gt;luckily the firers after that manege to get some shots on target&lt;br /&gt;saved my life of teaching&lt;br /&gt;so the rifle is not spoilt anyway&lt;br /&gt;after all the 4 or 5 schools finished shooting, its our turn!&lt;br /&gt;muahahah!&lt;br /&gt;of course i pass! marksmen man!&lt;br /&gt;after that went to jurong point..&lt;br /&gt;cannot make up mind one..&lt;br /&gt;go long john? dun wan not filling&lt;br /&gt;go kfc? hasiff say &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i ate too much of kfc already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then go macdonald, found a table and all sit&lt;br /&gt;hazwin started &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;eh come mac dunno wat to buy sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;jom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all stood up and went to kfc&lt;br /&gt;bought real deal meal $5&lt;br /&gt;coz i oni got $5 just nice..&lt;br /&gt;then just chit chat make noise&lt;br /&gt;joke around&lt;br /&gt;from 5.30(the auntie cleared the table) to 6.30 at that table..&lt;br /&gt;then walk around jp abit then home sweet home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6170409214323527254?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6170409214323527254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5764946986821147049</id><published>2008-02-21T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:50:22.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chicken la</title><content type='html'>just now&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8,&lt;br /&gt;go shower,&lt;br /&gt;then wear my ncc uniform,&lt;br /&gt;then go eat breakfast..&lt;br /&gt;after that got message,&lt;br /&gt;'meet at boon lay int 12noon, got bus go safti from discovery centre, so no need to go yio chu kang..'&lt;br /&gt;i replied ok&lt;br /&gt;lucky i never wear my boots yet&lt;br /&gt;if not i think the window glass break&lt;br /&gt;so back to using computer&lt;br /&gt;haiz..must wait for few more hours&lt;br /&gt;aiyo!&lt;br /&gt;ok end.&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='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5479422519646250650</id><published>2008-02-18T20:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T20:18:28.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My head are heavy</title><content type='html'>nowadays i hate sleeping already&lt;br /&gt;because i think my head too heavy,&lt;br /&gt;2 pillows on top of each other can be pressed to as flat as half a pillow&lt;br /&gt;my gosh wan sleep also cannot,&lt;br /&gt;turn here and there,&lt;br /&gt;then dream about something.&lt;br /&gt;got inside a very very big mansion with a train station inside.&lt;br /&gt;power huh?&lt;br /&gt;then 1 guy, the face like the guy from lord of the rings told me or in fact us(a group) to pass through the parallel room&lt;br /&gt;then we all like explore explore the mansion la,&lt;br /&gt;i see alot of statues all that crap,&lt;br /&gt;like movie house la haha like so royal inside,&lt;br /&gt;then take a lift&lt;br /&gt;went down..&lt;br /&gt;then my eyes like very heavy, sleepy type cannot open eyes one&lt;br /&gt;and got to a room with so many curtains&lt;br /&gt;like the curtains in the school hall when its closed&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of layers to go through i think bout 9! but got gap in between&lt;br /&gt;so with my sleepy eyes i just use my hands to find the opening to get through one by one&lt;br /&gt;until i feel a solid wall,&lt;br /&gt;eyes open little little bit, can see its like a auditorium&lt;br /&gt;then i rub my eyes and open saw me in bed with all the pillows all over my room, some dropped&lt;br /&gt;my blanket like dunno wat already&lt;br /&gt;after that mindgrain..&lt;br /&gt;haiyo like fun la sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now went to sch for ncc meeting&lt;br /&gt;talk to my juniors about future trainings and what they suppose to do and not to do&lt;br /&gt;half an hour oni so still got alot havent talk,&lt;br /&gt;they got self study..so pathetic la so fast that the study thing.&lt;br /&gt;then got hq activities this week&lt;br /&gt;camps on march&lt;br /&gt;and i don wan participate anymore la in hq so tiring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5479422519646250650?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5479422519646250650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5479422519646250650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5479422519646250650'/><link 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band.&lt;br /&gt;always thinking we're in a gig.&lt;br /&gt;successful one, where'all go cheering, screaming, shouting-the fans!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;think so far&lt;br /&gt;but if come true..definitely POWER!&lt;br /&gt;15 feb CLT FIESTA woohoo..guarentee power one, if not dunno wat to say la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-785868930647219072?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/785868930647219072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=785868930647219072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/785868930647219072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/785868930647219072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-beautiful-lie.html' title='its a beautiful lie'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3045405384374821964</id><published>2008-02-08T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T20:59:37.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..</title><content type='html'>OK! My blog updated..enough of Madina Lake and Click Five..now its&lt;br /&gt;30 SECONDS TO MARS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;The musics videos are cool also, you can watch them at you tube,&lt;br /&gt;just type 30 Seconds to Mars and u'll the the videos&lt;br /&gt;like you donno ar?&lt;br /&gt;nvm just say in case you dunno&lt;br /&gt;ok 10 Feb my adik's(brother) birthday&lt;br /&gt;dunno go where also&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;confirm makan punye!&lt;br /&gt;standards!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a beautiful lie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3045405384374821964?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3045405384374821964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3045405384374821964&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3045405384374821964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3045405384374821964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-post.html' title='..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7218514846931549080</id><published>2008-01-24T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T18:25:17.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O lvls</title><content type='html'>Ok people, today, 24jan 2007 the official release day of O lvl results.&lt;br /&gt;Called my friend to meet up before going to sch, then he told me 30% of students failed eng.&lt;br /&gt;Spoil my day onli, so happy to get results he make me more nervous.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo!&lt;br /&gt;Got good news for physics soon as I stepped into school.&lt;br /&gt;The lowest is B3, i was damn happy la because I used to get c6 and below.&lt;br /&gt;Great improvement!&lt;br /&gt;here's my results&gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/Scan0001.jpg"&gt;http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/Scan0001.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Scan0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/Scan0001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..u see 18,21 and 23.&lt;br /&gt;if im entering to Millinia Institute, they count it as 18!&lt;br /&gt;If im going for Poly courses under A:Accounting B:Business T:Technology S:Sciences E:Engineering they'll take it as 21points (CCA A2 so bonus 2 points it'll be 19)&lt;br /&gt;the one with EL2R2B2:23 that one dunno what course la..haha&lt;br /&gt;Actually quite happy coz i passed my english first time in upper sec.&lt;br /&gt;My physics improved from c6 to b3!&lt;br /&gt;chem dropped because of the stupid practical exam..screwed up like siao.&lt;br /&gt;and yea! E.Maths finaaly distinction..been getting b3 all this years.&lt;br /&gt;A maths expected to fail because i left a lot of qns blank but manage to get c5&lt;br /&gt;humans gone case, whatever i study nv come out..&lt;br /&gt;malay as usual wont go any higher cause not so good la..&lt;br /&gt;i hate languages!&lt;br /&gt;ok!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-7218514846931549080?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7218514846931549080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=7218514846931549080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7218514846931549080'/><link rel='self' 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new year onli so price will go back to normal at the start of feb.&lt;br /&gt;while she cutting my hair, i observe the comb&lt;br /&gt;u know like the spoilt broomstick , the broom like to tangled like dunno what la..&lt;br /&gt;like that la my hair on the comb..&lt;br /&gt;then go mengaji, dunno what mengaji go ask other malay ppl:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh yea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's o lvl result goona be released..&lt;br /&gt;haiz..&lt;br /&gt;expecting something not good la, like L1R4 more than twently la.&lt;br /&gt;so if its lesser then maybe miracle eh?&lt;br /&gt;just hope i got luck and Allah help me in that last moments..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;just serahkan pada Tuhan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1649369750637262651?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7945919336350519780</id><published>2008-01-12T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T22:39:17.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Places</title><content type='html'>wooo..today went to jurong west sec for their cca open house,&lt;br /&gt;im not posted to that school for my officer duties but my friend invited over so just went to take a look and help out.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers ask me if i have anything to comment on to improve thier props or performance to attract the sec one.&lt;br /&gt;Well i praised some and comment some,  fifty-fifty, so its equal ya!&lt;br /&gt;Then after that rushed back  home to change,&lt;br /&gt;wait for my father then off to meet my mom at dover for singapore poly parents seminar.&lt;br /&gt;A talk to them actually so to prevent them from asking me not answerable qns.&lt;br /&gt;Actually skipped halfway la because ade kenduri kahwin at Tampines,&lt;br /&gt;off we went like clueless lost bunch of people, but maintain face expressiion like we know where we're going haha.&lt;br /&gt;took the mrt to tampines, happen to caught up coincidentally with my aunts, and cousins.&lt;br /&gt;Go there got see the just married couples in grey.&lt;br /&gt;Nice la the baju kurong and sampin.&lt;br /&gt;Ate nasi briyani.&lt;br /&gt;Then my closest cousin arrive la.&lt;br /&gt;Talk to him awhile only, coz we're heading to tampines mall, ya he passed his n lvl now sec 5 insya Allah go poly la.&lt;br /&gt;Go tampines mall walk2..like jurong point la but i think jurong point bigger abit.&lt;br /&gt;Then head back home, wait! at tampines int, meet my father's brother's son who have 3 children, k2(boy),pri2(girl) and pri3(boy).Ohmy, nak kene layan diorang in mrt, with alot of ppl, play heartattack la, chopstick la, make so much noise, nvm la i bear with it and also become one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Haiyo i know la like paiseh or no shame but u know la they're kids.&lt;br /&gt;Then met my ncc fren, his younger bro also join.&lt;br /&gt;So play all they way till boon lay. 1hr 20 mins i think?&lt;br /&gt;Then at boonlay int,woo the 2 guys rushing to me to grab my hand, oh man i feel like dad.HAHA.sabar.&lt;br /&gt;then now at home la.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-7945919336350519780?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7945919336350519780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=7945919336350519780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7945919336350519780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7945919336350519780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/places.html' title='Places'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5994621031444655199</id><published>2008-01-08T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T20:55:59.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trainfire!</title><content type='html'>Today had trainfire at NCC HQ for part b(sec2), 6 schools school came.&lt;br /&gt;Kent Ridge, Queenstown, Hwa Chong Institution, Jurong West, West Spring and Kranji.&lt;br /&gt;At first I was the Armourer, hand out rifle to the cadets la.&lt;br /&gt;Then after that like 1 school don't have officer taking over, so have to break into 2 officers per school.&lt;br /&gt;Me and my fellow friend who is older than me by 1 year, in charge of Hwa Chong Institution.&lt;br /&gt;Me overall in charge la.&lt;br /&gt;So have to teach 5 topics;-stripping and assembling of weapon, load and unload rifle, IA drills, basic marksmanship fundementals and, loading and unloading of magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Took turns to teach the topics la, I thought them the assembling of weapon, IA drills and, loading and unloading of magazine.&lt;br /&gt;Their standard superb!&lt;br /&gt;All in the platoon never move or fidgit abit one.&lt;br /&gt;So power, like a dream platoon la.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry ar jakon but never got a platoon to powerful la.&lt;br /&gt;However, in my opinion, no offence, their reaction time to get infomation to their brain like slow la.&lt;br /&gt;Ask them question, for eg. "You guys understand?"&lt;br /&gt;They'll answer like, "Ye(for 3 secs)ss Sir!"&lt;br /&gt;Plus, "Fall in outside the canteen now!"&lt;br /&gt;After 3 seconds of silence and being like a statue, all shouted "MOVE!" then all ran to fall in.&lt;br /&gt;Like cartoons la.&lt;br /&gt;Kind of fun to have them.&lt;br /&gt;Yet kind of stress to have them.&lt;br /&gt;Because scared like what I teach wont get into their head then will blur here and there but overall all understand la.&lt;br /&gt;So I'm satisfied and happy all went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;But I rather talk to wall then them la, at least wall can laugh, they so stone.&lt;br /&gt;Haha no matter what some of them still laugh because one 'bugger' made a silly mistake and I scold him Bugger as in like "Bug(macho voice)ger(girlish voice)"&lt;br /&gt;Then he like 'Sorry Sir!'&lt;br /&gt;haha fun la coz first training.&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to more trainings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5994621031444655199?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5994621031444655199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5994621031444655199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5994621031444655199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5994621031444655199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2008/01/trainfire.html' title='Trainfire!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3091429199085635233</id><published>2007-12-22T13:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-22T13:59:57.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Downdate</title><content type='html'>Man!..so lazy to update..coz these few days are like long story..&lt;br /&gt;ok la jus summarised..but wont be exciting to read la.&lt;br /&gt;26nov to 13dec was my ncc officer course. best day of the course is on 10 dec; had parade and performance, everyone becomes high. Perforn a mass dance of 'Start of Something new" remix wih 'All in these together'. My group name is Wildcats from West district! took a hell lot of pics..most of them dunno come from who's camera so didnt bother to find out coz unfindoutable.&lt;br /&gt;ya wear 2 nice uniforms! haha.&lt;br /&gt;then after that on saturday last week watch Alvin and the Chipmunks movie. funny! then got an interview this monday at holiday inn atrium.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3091429199085635233?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3091429199085635233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3091429199085635233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3091429199085635233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3091429199085635233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/12/downdate.html' title='Downdate'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6185137908422508770</id><published>2007-11-17T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T20:02:46.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday had Graduation Ceremony.&lt;br /&gt;Not so excitiong except for thee Prom King and Queen.&lt;br /&gt;My classmates really look like 'Just Married' couples..haha teenage style.&lt;br /&gt;Its a short ceremony la.&lt;br /&gt;Got jamming performance, not so exciting also, orignial better.&lt;br /&gt;Then speeches from each class, principle and head prefect.&lt;br /&gt;After that all group around the hall to take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Thats the fun part la..take soo many pictures, dunno from who's camera also, not got problem finding for them.&lt;br /&gt;There's a buffet too..&lt;br /&gt;And took more pictures in the canteen, especially with the teachers la.&lt;br /&gt;Miss them la..they teach so good, scold us alot then we like "heckare" but nv show one la so..its like make them happy la. Gave them cards too.&lt;br /&gt;Then after the whole thing our class gathered.&lt;br /&gt;All plan to go somewhere other then home at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;At first its town. Then Abz came up with the idea of Jurong East Entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;So they have alot of plans,K-Box,K-Pool,movie,town.&lt;br /&gt;Waited at the bus stop outside school.&lt;br /&gt;Waited soo long that after half an hour we realise the last bus is at 7pm..duh,&lt;br /&gt;then went to a further bus stop to jurong east ent.&lt;br /&gt;Happen to have a jam, like 6-7 bus in a bus stop, wow.&lt;br /&gt;Teribble accident there, explosion I think.&lt;br /&gt;Then in the bus, my friend, Aidan, hand so itchy, go take out the hammer and the whole bus got alarm.&lt;br /&gt;We all like suddenly algiht from the bus, lucky it reached already la. Aiyo.&lt;br /&gt;At the entertainment center,they still havent decide what to do ,so just went rounding and finnaly at 9.20 we all decided to go pool.&lt;br /&gt;Played pool, kinda first time, got the hang of it, become too addicted. Finished a 11.30. then take cab go home. Reach home &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/span&gt; at 12am on the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DOT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6185137908422508770?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6185137908422508770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6185137908422508770&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6185137908422508770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6185137908422508770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4330770260757602716</id><published>2007-11-12T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:48:22.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Over</title><content type='html'>Finall O's Over! So happy yet so not. Among the first to start the O's cause taking Pure and amongst the last to end. Soo sickening man! Nvm over already. Don't think I can find work as I'll be quite busy.. From now to graduation day I got to proactice. Then on 17 Nov I got a breifing for my CLT(Cadet Lieutenant) Course. On 19 Nov got to collect my uniforms (hehe collecting no.1 too which is the white army uniform.GREAT!) then on 26 NOv begins the course and it ends on 12 Dec. About 2 weeks and a few days..haizz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouh ya last 2 night got a adventurous dream wow.Got travel other country one. But I dunno which country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it begins.. I was in the physics lab, night time, in the restricted place where the lab assistant should be. I was in there and suddenly a man in red cloak, long hair, whiteman, attacked me. So we struggle struggle until we both crashed on the floor and I shot him in the ass..no la..at the stomack there.Then I was traumatise..I was like "Ya Allah, harapkan aku tak masuk jail" translate: Oh god, hope I never go jail. Then I bring all the evidence along with me so that police cannot trace la. I walked along the corridor outside the scince lab, then collapse on the ground, breathing heavily. Looking back while lying, suddenly saw student heading to the gate out of school. I too followed, half way there went at the back corridor of the chem lab. Rahmat appeared behind me. Saw Mr Ooi(Physics Teacher) by the window, and he called ask. He told us "I got a mission for you. You must find a small fossil (showed a picture, kinda small likeone third a finger). I took up the mission and went out of school. Suddenly the whole dream change to me looking at a map of an unidentified country. Unfortunately I was standing outside the airport. Use my finger to point it on a spot to find that fossil and phuff! I was there. An evil man got the fossil. He seemed so evil Ic hase after him ended up in the middle of a sea on a raft. Actually, he pushed me off and I got drowned and dead as he shot me at the same time, but right before the bullet hit me I change into the evil person. (being the evil person shooting someone else). So the army caught me and suddenly I was the army officer with the fossil. Back to the map again, pointed at Singapore and back to outside the scince lab without Rahmat. Saw Mr Ooi again, and handed him the fossil. He seems happy. Then I went back to the physics lab to see whether the dead man's body still there(the one i shot in the ass). Found the room to be soo dark then I woke up.Conclusion, u can never get to the conclusion in a dream as u wake up b4 the conclusion happens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4330770260757602716?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4330770260757602716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4330770260757602716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4330770260757602716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4330770260757602716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/over.html' title='Over'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6534071213164467310</id><published>2007-11-05T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T19:28:42.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Today morning woke up with the flu feeling and went to school for my social studies paper.&lt;br /&gt;The paper was alright.&lt;br /&gt;Then hang around in school asking for worksheets and discuss some things for graduation day.&lt;br /&gt;Then went back home at 11am plus.&lt;br /&gt;Got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;Sickness got worser from flu to fever plus headache. 3 in 1 sickness. Wow, that got me retarded a while, cause I suddenly walk from my mom' room, to the hall check my hp, to my sis's room, to the kitchen and open the fridge. Did that more that 5 time continuously?&lt;br /&gt;After that rest at my sofa.&lt;br /&gt;Almost fell asleep then woke up and do the same thing till my mom came back.&lt;br /&gt;Then ate junk foods while waiting for meal.&lt;br /&gt;After that shower and end till here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6534071213164467310?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6534071213164467310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6534071213164467310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6534071213164467310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6534071213164467310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/11/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-7868189069966424283</id><published>2007-10-16T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T17:33:32.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>hmm..like normal, Hari Raya here not as fun as in Penang. Haiz I so miss Penang, nvm MAYBE in December going back there. 1st day of raya got a total of $20 only, second day $8. Took some pictures, in hp and cam just havent transferred yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-7868189069966424283?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/7868189069966424283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=7868189069966424283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7868189069966424283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/7868189069966424283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/hari-raya.html' title='Hari Raya'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-2648515905008309054</id><published>2007-10-12T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-12T11:10:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today didn't go to school, because, even if I go I'll be going home early and the first few periods very sleepy so cannot concentrate, plus yesterday only around 5+ people in my class came so today I think should be none or lesser.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-2648515905008309054?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2648515905008309054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=2648515905008309054&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2648515905008309054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2648515905008309054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/today-didnt-go-to-school-because-even.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6969386174301094248</id><published>2007-10-06T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T19:50:30.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Temasek; Tampines to Bedok to...</title><content type='html'>Planned to go to Temasek JC open house since last week. My friend haven't confirm with me seriously..so annoying. Then yesterday he said he is confirm going. Then I was like &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;alamak&lt;/span&gt;, nv tell me earlier. I also havent iron my clothes.&lt;/span&gt; Then after prayers rushed back home. 1 bus stop before I stopped, I remembered i fogot to bring house key. Great! Waited for my brother at the staircase outside my house to come back. Lucky he come back early. Then went inside rushed, took a shower, iron clothes take some notes along then off I go! Meet Rahamt in MRT, I was kinda late so I took MRT to lakeside, called him to take the same MRT once it reached there. So find him in the blue seat. Reach Outram Park at 4pm. Then he told me its going to be late. By the time we reach Tampines is about 5pm then the open house finish at 5.30pm. I was so damn angry but never showed him my expression. Just keep quite and alighted at City Hall. Over there went to Peninsula Plaza. Looked at some basses..all of them are nice, the price also nice. Then went to the "hidden mosque" coz it looks like hidden. Then went to Bugis. Over there went to National Library and to the 11th floor. The place is blood quiet. We talk by typing at the handphone. Once he type &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"tempat nie punya la senyap macam nak cakap tu crime": translate&gt;&gt;"this place is so quiet that is a crime when u talk".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied my notes for 2hrs then we head for Sultan Mosque. break fast over there. Ate nasi briyani. Then pray over there till the end. After that head to Jurong East Entertainment Centre to eat KFC. Then went home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6969386174301094248?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6969386174301094248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6969386174301094248&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6969386174301094248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6969386174301094248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/10/temasek-tampines-to-bedok-to.html' title='Temasek; Tampines to Bedok to...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6411910778102910359</id><published>2007-09-30T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T21:46:08.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Johor</title><content type='html'>Today went to Johor to buy some kuih. More like alot of kuih. We thought of breaking fast there at pizzahut hut but unfortunately, finished the buying at 5pm. So takeaway la. Before that, at City Square, at the escalator, there a small boy in front of me, dunno how he stand la, like funny. I look away then suddenly he fell on me. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LUCKY&lt;/span&gt; he grabbed my belt and not some other place around there. Phew, then he looked up at me and smile. I showed him a confused face coz I dunno whether want to smile back or stare at him. Walk walk and waited for 160 at the Woodlands Checkpoint..wow..cannot tahan sey..about five 170 passed and not a single 160 arrived. So fed up we took the next 170. Already late to break fast. Took the MRT at Kranji and stopped at Jurong East. So buy some water and drink. After that took 99 and went home. At home. Ate the pizza then watched the charity show..like not so &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DYNAMIC&lt;/span&gt;..but okok la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6411910778102910359?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6411910778102910359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6411910778102910359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6411910778102910359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6411910778102910359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/johor.html' title='Johor'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6719967896708495348</id><published>2007-09-19T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T11:04:30.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;Last Friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After terawih at Assyakirin, went to my frind's cousin house, Razack, somewhere nearby the mosque.Knew him since i was last year from my firned Firdouse. So went to Razack's place and play soccer till 10pm. Then seperated, Firdouse go with his cousins, I follow my other friend, Faizul, Hilmi and Abdul. From the street soccer court, walked all the way to Boon Lay MRT station. Its like about 2km or so? We walk along the canal.. a long stretch! Believe my its very long. Little lights. So I started talking about Qiamat la..nothing else to cerita, all also seems so quite. They were like to attached to my story and Hilmi started, "Eh seram sey Qiamat. Banyak bende berlaku. Aku nak start bertaubat ah. Kau cite seram bodoh.." he was sec 2( retained). Same as the rest la. Reached the MRT Station, seperated again, they went home, I went to take the bus. To go home. Reach at 11.15pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Last Saturday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same as on last friday but did say story but just singing and listening to song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not took the bus to mosque but walk along the canal again. Hilmi started telling funny stories abouthis friend doing nauhgty stuff. Then I started telling ghost story. Haha, all went imagining and got scared. Till Adbul change the topic to, "Eh aku nak gi 7eleven ah.". Wasn't late. After the prayers, went to a void deck and chilled. Played card, blackjack and taiti or daidi or dunno la spelling but the game which have royal flush la. Played till 10.40pm. Since all got no money, ran to the nearest community centre. Actually just a road away. Run for what? Water cooler la.. Then go home same routine. The canal. I was rather late or we were rather late. So I proposed, "nak race all the way to mrt station?".. They all groaned. So went walk la. Halfway at the canal, Faizul was like leading us, so he's alone in front. Ok la..I'm kinda bad so I planned with Hilmi and Abdul to race leaving him there. 1,2,3 poof! We ran faizul shocked! He also ran. I was leading then my slipper fly away. Alamak..take back my slipper then got 3rd. Then go home!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6719967896708495348?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6719967896708495348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6719967896708495348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6719967896708495348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6719967896708495348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/this-month.html' title='This Month'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-290409012616954505</id><published>2007-09-10T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T20:10:57.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today</title><content type='html'>Today had prelims, which will end next week I think, lazy check the timetable. I find that my school's kinda xxxxxxxx(help me find a polite word that means stupid) because, the first time table had errors or maybe just 1 error. Today morning they hand out another timetable, they say due to the error in the first one. Then right before my exam starts (at the hall), they annouced a few more errors, more likely to be 5 or 6 errors. Nevermind about that, all the errors doesn't concern my papers. Today was Social Studies and Chemistry Paper 2. I had a new black pen. After both papers, I&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; left with one fifth of the ink.&lt;/span&gt; Okay, I wrote more on Social Studies than Chemistry and my hand got tired during the SS paper. I did the essay question on Good Governance. Part (a) was about policies to prevent racial sensitivites blablabla multi racialism blabla.. So I wrote about fairness of the government, self help and community reservations or reser-WHat I also dunno, so I just wrote community. Elaborate all these points and then did part (b). Part (b) was about civil service, and I wrote about the intergrity of government, openness, transparency, meritrocracy and fairness. Same thing elaborated all. Oh ya..once the teacher says begin, I flip to the last page and start doing the chice questions which is the governance. I didn't borther to choose which one easier cause what is in my head is all about government. After that start doing question 1 which is source based question. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Half the ink gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry dunno what to say la. Later say easy, marks like shit, if say difficult parents worry, so I say its moderate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-290409012616954505?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/290409012616954505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=290409012616954505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/290409012616954505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/290409012616954505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/today.html' title='Today'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1640066887369127460</id><published>2007-09-07T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T21:15:05.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goner</title><content type='html'>Wooohoo...I got rid of my virus finally. Its a Trojan.W32.Looksky virus. I downloaded countless anti -viruses which did not work until I found out a website. I follow the instructions and removed it succesfully. The web is : &lt;a href="http://www.help2go.com/component/option,com_forum/Itemid,33/page,viewtopic/t,25430"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;http://www.help2go.com/component/option,com_forum/Itemid,33/page,viewtopic/t,25430&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this holidays are not holidays, expected and sitll alright with it cause its my 'O' levels and prelims coming. First day of holiday, a Monday, had Physics. Guess what? Started at 10.30am and &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ended at 6pm!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How was that huh? I think my butt sore. We only had an hour break bron 1 to 2pm. Suddenly after the remedial, my teacher, Mr Ooi, call us back. At first I thought he gonna hold us for another half an hour or so, then he say just a minute only, so I thought he was going to give some homework. But no. He said he wanted to take picture with us. Some of them ask why but he just smiled. So we head to the foyer while he get someone to take a picture for us. He assign me to arrange them, so I find a nice spot. Well its infront of a tree with some red and green and dunno what colour plants nicely decorated already. Unfortunately I went there, then shouting at my friends to come over, they showed a blur face. Abhishek started coming followed by Rahmat and Xin Jie who stopped halfway. Then Mr Ooi came and head to my place and the rest followed. Haiz..nvm. So we posed..1st one I think its kinda formal, second and third we fold our arms. Then chau..went back home. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1640066887369127460?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1640066887369127460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1640066887369127460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1640066887369127460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1640066887369127460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/wooohoo.html' title='Goner'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-419666237617289186</id><published>2007-09-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T16:57:06.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>VIRUS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="BACKGROUND-COLOR: #c0c0c0;font-size:180%;" &gt;ARGH!! My com got virus, so sickening, even now when I'm typing. NO worry, my blog no virus. My antiviruses seems to have no effect and this virus seems indestructible. Haiyo..rarely use com because of this virus. Sooo annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-419666237617289186?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/419666237617289186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=419666237617289186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/419666237617289186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/419666237617289186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/09/virus.html' title='VIRUS'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-902716231978012592</id><published>2007-08-27T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T20:37:50.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/AkmalAli.jpg"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/AkmalAli.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/A-ForJ.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i109.photobucket.com/albums/n45/cycronix/A-ForJcoloured.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feel like showing what i drew...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-902716231978012592?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/902716231978012592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=902716231978012592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/902716231978012592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/902716231978012592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1543915518825397399</id><published>2007-08-26T12:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T22:07:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORD</title><content type='html'>Friday the 24, was ORD Party and the following day is the pass out parade. This had been comamorated to all sec 4's ncc cadets who have finished their CCA all the 4 years in school. So that friday night had barbeque in school, the sec 3s organised it for us. Me and my friends didnt sleep for that night. We went out of ach at 9pm and went back in at 11pm. Outside, bought some drinks and hang around under a block. Started playing poker (no money included), just play for fun till 10.50pm. While playing we talked about some ghost related religion stuff. My friend tell his experience and what he knows about it and what Chinese people do. Unfortunately he the only chinese and the rest of 3 of us are indian muslims. So we talk. Afther 10.50 we set foot on our way to school. Reaching a nearby bus stop, me and Firdouse saw a man, kind of like standing a bowing with a cigarette in hand, trying so smoke. He mabok already. Firdouse stare at him in shock. I also stare but carry on the way to school. Right outwide school, there's a small constucting area. Si Jie told me, " like got dead body there..".. I looked at and stared abit and agreed, looking carefully its just some woods and sacks and strings. Entered school and all head to ncc room. Inside were just the 4 of us.played poker and 3 more rounds and start talking about those stuff again. Until all of us start to imagine stupid stuff. Harees suddenly went out of the ncc room, the come back in a while, back to the seat he sat. staring across the parade ground to the old block, face fixed. We got curious ask ask him, and he said nothing. Then Firdouse and me went out so see. I saw nothing and he too saw nothing and went back inside. Then we all go out and walked to the old block, ont he parade ground nearst to the old block and staring at the whole block, from 1st to 4th storey. We all saw only 1 classroom, the lights not off, then suddenly, the whole 4th floor, all the light on, then off. This only I saw and nobody saw. Then suddenly 3 people came down, heading to the gate. My friends ask them, their faces so shocked, they say they saw something. The other 2 are sating at us so quiet. Then we thought of going up and check in the dark. From the foyer, a small flight of staircase lead to a gate to enter the block. Before I pass the gate, all my hair stand. My friends all turn back down,I followed. Went back to the parade ground and stare at the old block again, they told me they saw a black figure on the third floor, at the railing. Harees even saw it jumping. FIrdouse go shout at it asking who is it. I just keep staring "alamak how come they can see, but i see nothing.'' they have no six sense, yet they can see but not me. I also give up seeing. Then all go to the staircase again. This time my hair didnt stand, I wanst afraid at all. Like funny, they all getting so cold and shivering, I was so normal. Didnt happen to go up. Until everybody gather at the foyer talking about the black figure, we 4 went to join in. Then I say, "let go and see for real." i pass the gate, the rest following behind me, me and my friends spilt but the other members caught up and we in front of me. Until 3rd floor, I was the only 1 behind and nobody else, as soon as our group were going to reach the staircase to the 4th floor, I heard and feel footsteps behind me, seeing nothing in the corner of my eye, I catch up with them and went to the fouth floor. Seperate again and join Harees, Firdouse and Si Jie. One floor have 8 classrooms and 4 doors(2 doors facing the resident block and 2 facing foyer), d stands for door. We walked by the pathway facing the resident, to the back staircase, to the third floor then from third floor go to the front staircase down to the second floor. Before going down to the foyer, I suddenly stop beside the gate, not facing the gate but the big gate where we enter sch. I just stop, they proceed abit futher then me then suddenly all run down to the foyer. The told me they suddenly feel a very cold air like aircon which they didnt felt just now when we spilt. I told them I suddenly stop walking for a moment not knowing why. So all head back to the ncc room and chilled out. Played poker 1 round. Time was 4am. So we thought the started selling breakfast meals in macdonald. So we went out again, head towards macdonald. Right outside macdonald, we groand coz it's closed. Nearby theres a sit with the macdonald clown, the mascot. I was staring at it from fat b4 we reached near it. Of course imagining what happen if the head suddenly turn. And they all realise when they saw the clown. Harees told me, "if i were sitting there, and the head turn to me, I'll urine on the spot first and sprint all the way to the assyakirin mosque." Then we went to all the coffeeshop. Ended up to the nearest one to our school. Ate prata and chill. Feeling so cold, all bought coffee, realising as if we're the junior apeks. Then I start a stupid topic when Harees stood up and start moving his legs, 'harees u trying to prevent ur shit from coming out ar?' he answered, "how u know? ya pushing everything back in, if i sit down everything come out." then he farted, firdouse too started after that adn all went joking about shit and fart and thinking wht might happen to the people who wants to use the toilet after we use it. Went back to school at 6am, toilet business and shower. Prepare for parade at 7am, got my certificate and plug(sort of throphy) and go home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1543915518825397399?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1543915518825397399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1543915518825397399&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1543915518825397399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1543915518825397399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/ord.html' title='ORD'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-757065606689917978</id><published>2007-08-20T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-20T16:57:03.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Abz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;I KNOW HOW TO ICE-SKATE&lt;/span&gt;! cool! the story begins here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday, went for Abhishek's(Abz) Birthday party. Well actually its not a party at all, just invited me and some other friends over at the skating rink. So I went there and reach there at 1pm..wait for ABz and my other friends at went up to the skating rink at 1.15? nvm, they're still resurfacing the ice to make it levelled. Actually I didn't know how to skate at first, and since they're just resurfaces the ice is wet..wait sound weird but it is. I didnt bring extra pants. He told me for first timers, I would have at least drop more then 10 times..wooow..I fell only 2 times.. I put on my free rented skates (very uncomfortable) and went to the rink. Like normal, very slippery, to I hold the so called wall cause its as high as 1metre. Hold that and try to skate around. Abz didn't really teach me so I struggle to learn. The first time I fall (on my butt) is when I skate too fast, and bang towards my friends. Then practice again till I can skate. 2nd time (not on my butt but manage to support with my hands) was when I'm trying to brake. I did brake but fall. So just went round and round the rink a few more rounds until I'm confident. Then went faster and faster, unforstunately not as fast as Abz, since I cant brake I just slow down and bang to the wall. After that went to Mac to buy McChicken, blanja Abz because of his birthday. After that went straight to tuition. Kinda fun to ice-skate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-757065606689917978?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/757065606689917978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=757065606689917978&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/757065606689917978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/757065606689917978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/abz.html' title='Abz'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5560305948244616645</id><published>2007-08-13T17:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T21:30:02.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>English Oral</title><content type='html'>Ok..I think I did really well for english orals, I hope so cause the examiners were smiling and happy. Kind of interested in my conversation. The passage is about two moms in a department store, talking and exchanging views about their child. The picture is about a buch of children unwrapping presents. So they prompt me the first question, "what do you see in the picture", so I say I can see shildren unwrappign presents, could be from a playgroup and its childrens day and the teachers gave them presents or they're orphans in a children home and the presents were donated by a kind hearted man who cares and love for children. They they prompt me what they are felling, what are they thinking and what might happen next. That part I wasn't that good, so came up with bullshits. For the last part, I say since they might be from a play group their parents might fetch them back and so on. Now the conversation. They asked, "What is your favourite toy when you were young?". I put my head down abit kind of smiling. Dunno why..think because I was thinking about my past. So I say, it was 'lego' because I can create aeroplanes, ships, robot bla bla. Then I added, its the only toy I have during that time, and usually keep me accompany when my parents went to fetch my sister or brother from school. Also, I say that I would seem like talking to myself when playing that lego. 2nd question was, "what was the toy you always wanted but you didn't get?" so actually I have all toy I always wanted, so I make up a story and said, the toy I always wanted was a 'game boy'. So usually I would make a deal with my parents that if I do well in my exams, they would by me or if I have been a good boy they woulb buy to. I wanted a gameboy because it looks cool as some of my friends have it. So when they play and I happen to be beside them, I would get jealous. 3rd question was, "would you prefer traditional toys or modern toys?". I answered, well both of them are okay for me as both are quite fun but I prefer more to traditional because it more fun and blabla..forgot what I say sorry. 4th was "how do you make a child not think about himself?" that question was like testing a father. I was shock then nevermind I continued my crap, well one way is make sure that child has sibling,a younger one. Making sure they are alone at home, the younger one might get hurt or unhappy, so the older child will have to share or care for him or her. From here they will start thinking about others when they do something to know will the other fell happy or sad. Also if they grow up thinking about htemself, more people will hate them. Then I think its quite important to teach them how to think about ohters. What a crap!, at least i think on the spot. Last one was, "how do you make sure one will (think more or care more) about the less fortunate" so I start my last crap. By showing and proving what the less fortunate can do, people will be motivated and interested in them. For example a wheel chair person can win an olympic game. This will prevent people so put old in the old folks home, and care for them.Now thats real bullshit. But dunno why I got the feeling I did well..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5560305948244616645?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5560305948244616645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5560305948244616645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5560305948244616645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5560305948244616645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/english-oral.html' title='English Oral'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-2910976776556390441</id><published>2007-08-08T10:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T15:29:53.187+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>Today's parade fine, perfect some say. After march out, all gathered behind canteen while the performance still going on and I gave them a break. After the break, asked them assemble beside the students so they can watch. After the performance, is a Sing a Along session. My friends and juniors happily agreed me to lead the song. Ouh lucky that didn't happen. Unexpectedly, all carried me on stage with a few students leading (4 of them, 2 are prefects). So whole school'd be watching me. I just get over with it and sing and dance as they did. At the same time I manage to grab 1 of my junior too,well he's sec 3 so friend la. So he just stood stone beside me until I sang and nugde him and till he began. Holding the mic. he push it towards my mouth and vice versa so I feel its stupid doing that on stage. So just sing la. The song finished and then assembled outside NCC room and punish them, not for throwing me up stage but bad performance during parade which is unsatisfactory. And something happen after that then END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-2910976776556390441?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2910976776556390441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=2910976776556390441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2910976776556390441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2910976776556390441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/todays-parade-fine-perfect-some-say.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5557399096704964126</id><published>2007-08-07T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T20:38:09.465+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OK..Holidays quite long. Wed(8 Aug) and Thurs(9 Aug) taken up for outing. Tomorrow's parade which I have to be in school by 6! which mean I need to wake upat 4am..Aww.. After parade I have to rush back home go mengaji then go out with my friend to the cemetery. His father passed away last year at his birthday. So sad, so he invite me to read the Yassin. So I'll be going tomorrow. Then on Thursday will the going to esplanade. You know..the national day thing. Unfortunately friday, saturday and sunday's taken up for tuition and religious class. Wait, I think there's no religious class this sunday, I hope, cause I skip it last Sunday and went to Bukit Merah library to study instead. Haiz..so bad of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5557399096704964126?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5557399096704964126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5557399096704964126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5557399096704964126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5557399096704964126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5853066014609461913</id><published>2007-07-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:50:41.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12</title><content type='html'>Well yesterday did nothing at home until 7pm. After 7pm I went out to my friend's( Zhi Yang) house to do the class collage thing with Rahmat. Told to meet at Lakeside MRT station but they miss the stop as change it to nearby coffeshop. So I had to change bus halfway and luckily I'm using a bus concession. They were from tuition so I followed Zhi Yang to his house and Rahmat went back to his house to scan all the photos we collected before. I drew out the background and half hour later, Rahmat came. So we edit and shrink all the photos. Kinda make make fun of some. Halfway Zhi Yang ordered 'Canadian Pizza' so got 1 free. Its Singapore's Special and Barbeque Chicken both medium size. Shared among all of us. Rahmat tried to sabotage Zhi Yang by putting all the chili or barbewue chilli or dunno what is called but its red and like powdered. Unfortunately Zhi Yang can tell the difference and took the other one. So we all took until it's left with 1 which is the more chilli and Rahmat got no choice but to eat it. After taking a bite, he stick out his tongue shouting 'hot!' and fanning his mouth with his fans which is obviously no effect. He panic and took his cup and very unfortunately his cup has no water. So he fidget here there and then i told him,"Stick your tongue under a running tap". Then Rahmat asked Zhi Yang for ice. Too bad his house has no ice. So he did what I just asked him to do. Came back to the living room.. enduring the hotness. Then Zhi Yang went back to his com to resume his work. I continue eating and total I ate 5 of them, Rahmat ate 6, Zhi Yang ate 4. Still left with 1 more which is for Zhi Yang but he was too bloated to he threw away. Left his out at 12.10 midnight. Luckily there's bus on my way back and lucky I didn't miss my last bus at the interchange which is at 12.32am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5853066014609461913?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5853066014609461913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5853066014609461913&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5853066014609461913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5853066014609461913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/12.html' title='12'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1136258095369381657</id><published>2007-07-23T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T22:09:05.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another stupid one!</title><content type='html'>Yeah..stupid of this coming to me while being asleep. Though I forgot 50% of what happen. Just to tell what I've remembered. I was holding a knife in my hand. Another long hair guy behind was running towards me with a knife aswell. First, I stabbed myself at my stomach, I can really feel the pain...soo painful, my body was bent forward, crouching. That guy I just said, stabbed my back after I'm on my knees. Then something stupid happen. I died in my dreams, but alive as a 'ghost'. Don't how to say but it seems like that. Unfortunately only 1 person saw me and the others simply can't. I wasn't flying but walking. But the pain of the stabbing at my stomach is still there but at my back was gone. Still the knife there. Dreams are so amazing it gets stupid. I myself don't know what I'm dreaming about. And that person, I forget how he/she looks like. But its figure seems shadowed. Sorry for the less details, cause it shud be more that this but I already forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now still feeling guilty. Could you just forgive me? I just did say 1 wrong phrase and all this suddenly changed.. I'm sincere of my apologise, seems not working. Anything I can do for you to make you happy? Im referring to you.. the sad or angry one or seems unhappy with me or something else..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1136258095369381657?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1136258095369381657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1136258095369381657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1136258095369381657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1136258095369381657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/another-stupid-one.html' title='Another stupid one!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4509902081844490328</id><published>2007-07-17T18:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T18:57:20.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Of This Time</title><content type='html'>Things in class are now getting more complicated with me, Rahmat and Abhishek. I think the main problem is me and Rahmat. Was last year, we came to get close to this guy, Abhishek (Abz for short). We used to praise him cause he is clever, intelligent and knows almost about everything. Sometimes we even call him 'genius'. Then came this day when he said, he got lung cancer. Then he started being weak, told me he can't even laugh, he cough blood and all sorts of things and we came to believe. Believing till this june holidays.. Rahmat came calling me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat: "Mal, actually kan, yg cancer ni sume dier tipu la.. Geram sey aku!.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal: "Macam mane kau tau? Saper bilang?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mat: "Tadi jumpa Neethi abeh dier bilang aku, haiz, dia punya pandai sampai dia tipu kite sume percaya..?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal: "Ouh.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a summary of the talking. Then few days later, he told me he was so angry he came up a plan to revenge this Abz. Turn out that it might cause up to police trouble. Then I told him to work out the part 1 and 3 plan only.. Then after a few weeks he told me he lazy to carry out. He wont be close to Abz again. I was like 'Ouh'. Then after that Rahmat began spreading to other people around school who know Abz about this incident. Then Abz got angry and ask me. "That Neethi ar..damn big mouth you know, I tell her to keep it secret she go tell that Rahmat. Then he go spread to everyone" of course with a couple of bad words.. Then all this hatred carry on through. They talk about each other bad thigs to me. In other words, I know all their gossips. Then coincidentally both knew the gossips and Abz began scolding Rahmat on msn. Nest day Rahmat got angry, bring a stick with him and threatened Abz. Then now Rahmat asking me, "since ur so close to Abz you can dig out all his secrets and tell me." Then he invented another plan. This time Im must do the dirty work. Early just now, Abz tell me he forgive everyone. If I tell Rahmat this he will say, " Are you on his side or mine" now I'm stuck! Any Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sorry Farah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4509902081844490328?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4509902081844490328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4509902081844490328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4509902081844490328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4509902081844490328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/class-of-this-time.html' title='Class Of This Time'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-5111437796841340072</id><published>2007-07-14T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T20:19:59.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Movie</title><content type='html'>Just now wached Harry Potter: Order of the Pheonix at Westmall.&lt;br /&gt;Graphics are very nice. Some part are funny and some part are 'feel like whacking the person'(to me is from the starting to the middle end).&lt;br /&gt;The fighting part is the nicest of all. Statisfying when the Umbrigde got carried away bby the centaurs. Sad when one of them died.&lt;br /&gt;Overall the movie is so stylistic.&lt;br /&gt;Just reached home at..a few minutes ago, didnt checked the time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-5111437796841340072?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/5111437796841340072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=5111437796841340072&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5111437796841340072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/5111437796841340072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/movie.html' title='Movie'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1099972434285382405</id><published>2007-07-11T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:26:22.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Degree at 40</title><content type='html'>Watch 'Live Earth' last sunday. The starting was quite boring and the later part is nice. Woo! LP really rocks! Bon Jovi rocks! Don't know whether Three Days Grace and Madina Lake performed.. Slept 11.30pm that day. Woke up next morning to go tuition, and arrived home with flu and headache. So, called my mom and say I didn't want to attend religious class. Went to the sofa and sleep till 5pm. Woke up and took some medicine, then my mom and dad went to buy dinner. Then we ate. Then I sleep again. Next morning, woke up and go to school. This time with only flu and my ears got blocked. After the MT 'O' level oral, went home around 5pm, go to &lt;em&gt;mengaji&lt;/em&gt; then lie around. At the same time, happens to get a HIGH fever, I was so hot inside and damn cold outside, don't know how but it happens. So my mom gave me antibiotics and 2 panadol. Then I ate beancurd. Feeling so very the dizzy, made my way to sleep. Which is at 8pm. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;So early! Nvm, sick wat!&lt;/span&gt; I slept with the fan not on because I don't want it to be on. So I knocked out on my bed, till I fall asleep. Suddenly awoke (eyes still close), my mom mumbled, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Hmph, boleh tidur dengan fan tutup?...' &lt;em&gt;translation: 'Hmph, can sleep with the fan off?...'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So she on-ed the fan and left my room. I grabbeb my blacket and cover the whole me, putting pillows over my head. After few hours, I was perspiring like waterfall, so let go all my blacket and pillow to let myself to the fan. So I cooled down. Next moring I woke up, "Like magic man, my fever's gone.." shocked because I thought the fever might still be there so I can skip school. Too bad, just have to go. Still, my ears are blocked. It gets unblocked only today morning after leaving my house to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1099972434285382405?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1099972434285382405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1099972434285382405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1099972434285382405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1099972434285382405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/degree-at-40.html' title='Degree at 40'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-1044201248159896677</id><published>2007-07-05T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T19:36:41.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think Of A Title Which Suits This</title><content type='html'>I can't find any new nice songs, so I went to find out some that I've heard before. Got into the groove of Bon Jovi! They really have nice songs. Like the one playing in my blog now and some others like ''Have A Nice Day'' and "Livin' on A Prayer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today after school went to MacDonald's. Bought a Mac Spicy for lunch and purposely went late for Chemistry self-stufy. Unfortunately, even the teacher's late, as well as other students. So we're not late. Did practical for first hour, kind of fun and scary (cause heating the substance give out poisonous gas. All of us were covering our noses and pointing the test tube to each other). The bad thing is, I breathe in some of it. I don't know whether the &lt;em&gt;some of it&lt;/em&gt;  is too dangerous. After few minutes forgot bout it and continued to our test. The previous test was yesterday, and I studied quite well and soo confident to have a close to full marks. Eventually, I was tired after yesterday till today that whatever I studied for today's test, didn't go in my head! And ended up staring at my notes. Back to the test, can only answer 1 or 2 out of 7 questions, left blanks for 3 or 4 questions and not disappointed if I fail. Cause I expect to fail.&lt;br /&gt;My friend beside me cheated, he put his notes right under the table and copied word for word. The good thing for him, the teacher wasn't here today, the abit of bad thing is, caught by the lab assisstant but got away after lots of successful 'sorry, I wont do it again'. But he continues. Just a few hours as I got home, he called me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Jun:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hello, can I speak to Akmal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kai Jun:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I feel very bad of cheating just now. The lab assisstant caught me so many times I scared she tell Mr. Tan. Then scared later Mr. Tan call my father. So, want me to tell Mr. Tan I cheated or just keep quiet?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;If I were you, I just tell Mr. Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(kept quiet awhile till he say something)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kai Jun:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;But I don't have his hp no.?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maybe Abhishek knows, try ask him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Kai Jun:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok..i try, bye..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Me:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;(put down the phone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-1044201248159896677?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/1044201248159896677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=1044201248159896677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1044201248159896677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/1044201248159896677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/think-of-title-which-suits-this.html' title='Think Of A Title Which Suits This'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4282285395463831494</id><published>2007-07-01T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-02T19:06:14.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What A..</title><content type='html'>Ah! Just remembered about the weird thing I've done before, that is eating ants when I was little. Though spitting it out after it got into my mouth. I kinda kill those ants with my fingers and then observe closely at them. Hmm..my friend, Rahmat had made me thinking and he's got a point. We're all scientist when we're young, except we don't get answers but instead get alot of questions. For example a kid tears apart a speaker and detached all the parts to observe those things. Another instance, a kid(which is me) mix all the liquid medicine into his bowl of crushed ice to taste which is nicer and I ended up locked in the store room and my sis have no medicine at that time as she was asthmatic. I don't know if you got the point but it is there in the example and I realised it. As we grow older we tend to ask even the most stupid question which is 'why school' or 'study' or some similar types of question. If you think its crap I'll give you an advice, "Don't carry on reading".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda got a nightmare last few days, if I remember clearly, its last friday and last sunday (june). The last friday is kinda of an introduction to the nightmare, goes like this... I was in my classroom, at the forth floor talking to my friend. We're at a table near the back door. While talking, a white light shines at the door and suddenly my friend was killed, stabbed by a 'parang'. Then last sunday, the same dream happen, this time knowing what will happen to my friend, by the time the white light appears, I grabbed my friend till the center of the class and my other classmates we're like partying. Then it appears at the front door now, but all scrambled to the center and the parang goes swoosh and hit the wall with blood dripping from it. From the center of the class I observe what's behind the light, happens to be a woman, suddenly it shows a flashback to its family on Korea(got more story to it), then back to my class. It enters my class and change into a black shining figure and the surroundings turn into night time. It was hunting a girl in my classroom but she was from other class. She at first tried to run away, but to want all these to end, she step forward and that black figure kill her. Then it possessed my friend, Zhiyang(male) and now he's the figure and started hunting me. So me and my friend, Rahmat went running away from the class to another class which so happens to be "disco-ing". So we ran to the back staircase to run out of school and suddenly all turn dark, I can't even see the staircase. So I just run down the staircase until I'm out of school. Outside school, it was day time and I got running for a bus. I miss the bus as it did not stop at the bus stop (wonder why it did not stop even the driver saw me flagging it to stop). Miss the second one too and as the third one came, I put my first step into the bus and suddenly I woke up! Not scary though but what an adventure...Dreams are so wonderful that day and night has no limitations and everything goes wierd but nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4282285395463831494?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4282285395463831494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4282285395463831494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4282285395463831494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4282285395463831494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/07/what.html' title='What A..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4176566862548002304</id><published>2007-06-18T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:10:40.107+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Each player of this game starts off by giving six weird things abt themselves. People who get tagged need to write in a blog of their own weird things as well as state the rules clearly. In the end, you need to choose 6 to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;1. I laugh at myself sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;2. I like to smile..;) sometimes for nothing&lt;br /&gt;3. When I'm sleepy and excited at the same time, I don't sleep&lt;br /&gt;4. Hit the wall in middle of the night&lt;br /&gt;5. Stare at this screen thinking why I did this wierd thing&lt;br /&gt;6. Doing nothing wierd&lt;br /&gt;People to do this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;1. Indra&lt;br /&gt;2.Gabriel&lt;br /&gt;3.Derek&lt;br /&gt;4.Wilson&lt;br /&gt;5.Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;6.Jaime&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4176566862548002304?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4176566862548002304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4176566862548002304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4176566862548002304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4176566862548002304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/06/each-player-of-this-game-starts-off-by.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3716422572536073947</id><published>2007-05-09T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T19:13:32.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just noe Geography paper started at 8 and ends at 9.30 and seriously I can't finish the paper as all the questions are essay questions. Like Qn1 (a) is a essay qn, 1(b),1(c) another essay qn and imagine I have 3 qns which is a total of around 9 essay qns to finish in 1 h 30mins. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I lost more than 10 marks for the exam I think.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;After the paper my friend all grab me and wanted to give a birthday bash and of course I manage to escape! because my friends are all too obsessed in discussing thier answers after the paper. So I ran home with my good friend, Suniljit. He is a Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home rest a while blabla than change to go out study with Rahmat and Kai Jun. Go to JE library and meet them. Didn't really study la..we were making fun of Kai Jun and do all the stupid stuff and we all admit that we have no mood to study so, went to KFC at the entertainment centre and eat and chat and some noise than all CHAU. Walked to the bus stop and they went off first as their bus came first. So I sat alone at the bus stop waiting for my bus. Waited quite long and so I stared at my birthday present which is just something that puts on the wrist, like a band but leather type, the only birthday present by Abhishek and Wilson. OK! I accept it. They good to be friend with but bunch of big liars. Nvm, I an all-rounder, mixed with all types of people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reach home around 3pm and switch on the computer and just thinking what to do..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3716422572536073947?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3716422572536073947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3716422572536073947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3716422572536073947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3716422572536073947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/just-noe-geography-paper-started-at-8.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4413821373186516362</id><published>2007-05-07T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T19:09:25.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Maths Paper 1 was a breeze&lt;/span&gt;. Me and Rahmat were fighting over 1 stupid question to prove who's correct and both ended up confuse and forgot the question. Tomorrow is the most important paper, well I have another important paper which is Physics which is rather later. Tomorrow is A.Maths Paper 1 and Chemistry Paper 2..OMG!! Wrong subjects clash at the same time.. how to study? Well..just now paper finished at 10pm and got out of school 10.30 reach home at 11 and get ready to go out to study at Jurong East Library. Studied from 12 to 3.30pm. I studied Chemistry only and that 3hrs..I spent only on 3 or 4 chapters only when tomorrow's exam consist of more than 15 chapters! Nvm, tml after A.Maths paper got some time to finish up revision. My aim for the A.Maths is at least C5, I'll be happy enough if I really got C5 (combined p1 and p2). Must have alot of confidence for maths or else everything is GONE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4413821373186516362?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4413821373186516362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4413821373186516362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4413821373186516362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4413821373186516362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/maths-paper-1-was-breeze_07.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-2953114035134294562</id><published>2007-05-03T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T19:10:41.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paper 1 and 2</title><content type='html'>Today english papar 1 and 2. Paper one okok la..at least go idea to write. I chose the title 'Harmony'. I wrote about 2 person studying in university of india and their studies affected byt he conflicts between tamil and sinhalese because of bombings all that stuff. They shifted to Singapore, surprised that it is so harmonious. Somthing like that but its more than that..wrote between 500-700 words. I lost count a lot of times even though i counted it 4 or 5 times thoroughly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For paper 2..i kind of read the first paragraph and doze off. Cannot open my eyes, like there is a curse on the paper than I should not read and do..struggle to open my eyes and for that paper 2 was a anyhow do because seriously, I got so sleepy don't know for what reason and the amazing thing is, aster i handed the paper I don't feel like sleeping. So myterious rite? And looking at the front page of the paper afther the teacher say put down your pens, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"LEAVE 3 LINES AFTER EACH COMPLETE QUESTION"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Oh my god! I didnt do that and I just pass up..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-2953114035134294562?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/2953114035134294562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=2953114035134294562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2953114035134294562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/2953114035134294562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-english-papar-1-and-2.html' title='Paper 1 and 2'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-8092244861922041822</id><published>2007-04-30T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:18:25.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Down all the way..</title><content type='html'>These few days except today, got very sick. A combination of headache, flu, high fever and migrain at the back part of my head. I didn't even go to the doctor but ended up in school for 2 days(last thursday and friday). Last friday in classroom, I took my own temperature and its..38.1 degrees, and my friend took his and his was 37.7 and they all as me to go home. So, I didn't go home because if I go home, I have to go to mosque from my home which is quite a distance. So after school waited for Firdouse and Faizul(our normal gang who always walk to the mosque rain or shine). We stop at the shop we always stop to buy drinks and some snacks while waiting for Firdouse's cousins from Yuan Ching Sec. which is even nearer to the mosque. Then after the prayers play soccer, I fell down again (sway), it drizzles, so I play in the drizzle and stops when it gets heavy. When home after that with even worst fever. Serve me right. Wash up than sleep straight away. Today, I failed my physics test very damn badly. Most of my friends get 80% and more and Im the only one with just a 12%! anyways I don't know which formula to use anyway cause got too many. I just stay cool.. but the teaher very fed up. Pointed me out without saying my name, so embarassing. So I just forget about that. Still Disappointed cause I just remember it again now. And ya! Today the Ministry of State comes to our school. For what? don't ask me, the teachers got no clue either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-8092244861922041822?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8092244861922041822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=8092244861922041822&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8092244861922041822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8092244861922041822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/down-all-way.html' title='Down all the way..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3513909284457209707</id><published>2007-04-24T17:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T11:57:31.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheets</title><content type='html'>WOAH! lucky Self study is over for this week..phew..but other kpo teachers are competing to teach our class,'whats so good about our class', most teachers have an impression that the first class in school will be a good class to teach, LIKE REAL!.. only to the teachers we like than its easy for the teacher but other teachers, we just don't care or u know what a bad class should do.. like now where having 2 humanities teacher, 2 maths teacher and soon each subject we have 2 teachers. Woah! cannot tahan, even self study over for now, they making us go back late, one by one put their own time slot for remedials like we ever needed.. appreciate their kindness but too xtra already.. just now e-maths mock exam paper 1, paper from Pierce Secondary..so damn difficult that I got only 44/80! Amazingly low but lucky passed. These few days went to school so early in the morning just to study for test, ended up all postponed. Frustrating. Today morning came to school sat down with my friend and take out my file to study, then 1 by 1 my juniors came ( the short and cute ones came). 1 asked, why you so lonely? i replied, so I can concentrate on what Im studying. Another asked, I saw in my handbook that you and ther other seniors very cute sia. I replied, thats because we're so decent and small that time. Another 1 asked, a lot girls like you. I just kept quiet. Then another one thought and say, oh.. now studies important so u study first than find rite?.. then I was like, ya. Then they all sat down like in circles and my friend came, "haha, ur juniors all so small2 so cute2.." and i just smiled, continue studying. Then...eng teacher nv come and another xtra teacher took out free period for social studies in the AV theatre. Got aircon so almost snooze off. Followed by maths, just do worksheet then chemistry do worksheet again and then geography, again worksheet than recess,  studied abit for 5 mins than go down to eat. Another 2 periods of social studies, did only half a question for 1 hr. Then mother tongue did come short test and maths again last 2 periods. Did worksheet also la. Then physics remedial, then maths remedial until 4. All the way doing worksheet. Boring actually.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3513909284457209707?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3513909284457209707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3513909284457209707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3513909284457209707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3513909284457209707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/sheets.html' title='Sheets'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3438076723490228401</id><published>2007-04-15T19:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T19:12:06.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IMVU</title><content type='html'>&lt;A href="http://www.imvu.com/catalog/web_landing.php?p=power&amp;userId=2301526" target="_blank"&gt;IMVU - The World's Greatest 3D Chat&lt;/A&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3438076723490228401?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3438076723490228401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3438076723490228401&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3438076723490228401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3438076723490228401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/imvu.html' title='IMVU'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-391703197784877952</id><published>2007-04-13T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T23:00:27.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet, Drenched...</title><content type='html'>Today, same like before, released at 12.30 then go to mosque with my friends. On the way buy some water and snacks, joke around and wait for my friend's cousin...His cousin has been friends with us since the start of last year. So after the prayers, rain heavily like a routine. Every friday rain..so boring. Then take bus instead of running in the rain scared fall again like last 2 weeks and injure myself badly. Haha, my flesh so pink. Reached school, go to ncc room sit down chat and discuss abit and actually I skipped my self study today so, not so guilty la. Make the junoirs do PT at the parade ground. Then after that they continue with their games while we seniors go play soccer at the basketball court. Since the court so wet, my shoes are also soaked with water and abit of my pants get wet. But Im goona 'shower' later (didnt expect it to happen but happen anyway) So after the soccer thing which is about 5, went outside ncc room to dry up my shoes abit, which have no effect at all, so barefoot la, then saw some of my seniors commanding the juniors for footdrills and I happen to see a pail of water, so I invited my friend to accomplish my plan which is to sabo the juniors by throwing the water at them. So, carried the pail of water, when they we marching. we threw the pail of water at them, eventually half of them get wet. Then my other friend with the big water gun which looks like a rocket launcher spray the water at me, so I run around the classroom block and they totally forgotten about me but when I put my handphone inside the NCC room for safety in case they throw water at me and my hp get wet, they just remembered so those with water bottle all throw water at me..but partially wet la..most my other friends all fully wet.. So my this big giant friend grab me so that i cant run away but I did manage to escape but then more ppl grab me, pulled me to center of parade ground wait for a while because they planning something ..than it happens. With many big pails of water and juniors filled up their water bottles..all charged at me and of course threw the water at me and I am so wet, that I drowned for less than 3 secs.. water go in my both ears, and breathe in water too..so..they say I'm the one who '&lt;em&gt;kena rabak' &lt;/em&gt;. So dismiss all the juniors..squeeze all my clothes so the water come out but still its is wet and by that time the school is almost locked up, so got no choice but to go home wet. But went to eat at the halal kopitiam near our school then '&lt;em&gt;lepak'&lt;/em&gt; a while.. and the worst thing is taking the bus..from the bus stop took 198 to the interchange..I was freezing my way there..and I need to take another bus home, lucky the bus was packed and aircon not so cold, so Im not that freezing la. Go home shower hot water which is very very refreshing than watch tv than type out this entry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-391703197784877952?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/391703197784877952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=391703197784877952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/391703197784877952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/391703197784877952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/wet-drenched.html' title='Wet, Drenched...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-88792674254672945</id><published>2007-04-03T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:18:05.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today, okok la but... let me tell you the story. This morning assembly, must stand up for the national anthem and pledge taking. The DM says school stand, since we know her trick to ask us 'do it again' we all took our sweet time standing up. So it really happens then after the thing sit down, the Dm "says the sec4 and 5 will stay back at the parade ground". Then after the rest of the classes went back.. she came to talk and say we're very rude la, greeting teachers at parade ground cannot hear or no sound at all then start all the crap sec4 and 5 role model to the rest of the school then after all these, I don't know who remind her or why she remembered, she check all the students attire, hair and socks. Eventually she ask the teachers to help catcht he students with long hair or sideburns, and I got caught up for long sideburn..that one acceptable but the thing which is unacceptable is my hair is damn short..no la quite short and she didnt notice and almot bring the group of us to the barber..wasted 3 periods of lesson, quite ok la miss..especially maths. Then I go up to her and ask, "is my hair really that long?" she stare at me look around me that say, "shave ur sideburn and you may go back class." i was like ...she so blind! Nvm...take my own sweet time again to go up to class, again the period just end..so was quite happy la tadoy got to skip some lessons. Than....after school got emaths common test. Didnt manage to finish the whole paper in 2hrs..too many graphs questions.. Then alot my friends also cannot finish than all complain to the relief teacher, he than say its a practice for 'o' lvls.. aiyo my friend talk back "then 'o' lvls is a practice for 'a' lvls ah?!!" kk after than all talk about the test blablabla..finish then go home..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-88792674254672945?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/88792674254672945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=88792674254672945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/88792674254672945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/88792674254672945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-okok-la-but.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4723605774073796717</id><published>2007-03-30T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T22:09:23.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Day..</title><content type='html'>Today Speech Day, I did even drink that much water but urine alot... BEfore speech day start, something sway or bad or dont know who's retribution happen to me. While on the way to the mosque, its very cloudy. Then after the prayers it rained very heavily. My friends and I decided not to take bus back to school but instead run in the rain like last time we used to enjoy in the rain but turn to be opposite and I "&lt;em&gt;serik" &lt;/em&gt;of running in the rain again. First we ran from the mosque to 1 of the block.. walk quickly heading to school. Then theres no shelther from one of the block to the other so I asked my friend, " We've been running in the rain, you think will our handphone be wet?" he replied "after this run we check.." So we ran, and my friend fall, slide down on the grass pass the bricks, and I wanted to laugh 'hahaha' but when i say 'ha' only, I also fell..cut my whole arm, scratched by the bricks too..then the nearby shopkeeper help us apply medication, me and my friend were shouting like mad people the whole time when the shop keeper apply the medication. So after that medication, rain also stop.. Actually during prayers I prayed that the rain will stop soon so that the parade can be carried on but quess something bad have to happen to make it happen. Reach school, all my friends, with big eyes, glaring at me," Senior what happen to your hand? Later can do parade or not? You can march or not?" the I say la that I will carry on and endure the pain and persevere through. Then my frind all help me put more medication, aiyo this time didnt shout la bcoz the mediation not that strong but cooling, then they apply bandage to my right arm. Haiz..so odd..do parade with bandage..nvm..accept consequences..then the parade start..got abit problem..I haven finish commanding the m.c announced guest-of-honour arriving..so I abit panic..nvm turn out abit fine. Then after that go to hall watch performance and prize giving. My good and big liar friend, Abhishek, got the top for Physics..congrats to him la but common test got highest in class, of course happy la cause I see all my friend study until so hard and me relax so long still get highest..kk not being complacent here..I just didnt study like someone ask me too. K la i tink today long story. Ouh ya today reach school very early, best record at 6.50!! Wow soo early!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4723605774073796717?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4723605774073796717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4723605774073796717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4723605774073796717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4723605774073796717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/what-day.html' title='What a Day..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-3194797603928501099</id><published>2007-03-26T21:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T21:15:36.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today is a very unsuspecting day, I left home at 6.45 in the morning and in the bus I saw 7 lightnings..cool yeah? Reach school at 8am...how early to arrive there and get 1 hour detention. Detention not so bad la, stay in class 1 hour do anything and anyways, there's me and 1 girl and 1 teacher in the class only, so I did my homework..waste abit time then go for my self study until 4.30. I expected today to be soo bad as I did not complete any assignments, well at least I did some and today turn out to be a fine day. How unfamiliar. Because I always suspect the right thing at the right time except for today. Haha how lucky for the first time in March and tomorrow to be a bad day I guess. Got Speech Day last parade rehearsal. Hope it turn out fine too and that it..nothing else because maybe I forgot what to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-3194797603928501099?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/3194797603928501099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=3194797603928501099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3194797603928501099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/3194797603928501099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/wow.html' title='Wow!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-4395757259883565994</id><published>2007-03-21T17:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T21:22:09.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;March.. a very unsespecting unluckiest and horrible month for me base on luck. Studywise, I think I did changed a bit. Nowadays self-study from 2.30 to 4.30 everyday! What a short story...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-4395757259883565994?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/4395757259883565994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=4395757259883565994&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4395757259883565994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/4395757259883565994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/03/march.html' title='March'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-360784651032005287</id><published>2007-02-12T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:17:25.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SDC...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today lessons for half a day means lesson until recess la but luckily first 5 periods got only chemistry and physics and the 5th period is English. English also no book then thought today got chemistry and physics test, in the end all also postpone. Postpone to tomorrow. Hiazz..after recesss we all assemble at the hall then start to board the bus class by class to Singapore Discovery Centre. Teacher says its an educational trip, my foot la educational! First thing reach there the theachers &lt;em&gt;sesat(&lt;/em&gt;lost) dunno bring us where than finally reach the auditorium. Go there sit down disturb my friends then go out do bomb hunt or bomb something, dunno what la but go the bomb and its like treasure hunt. Boring la the activity and I also wonder how some of them can enjoy. After the boring thing, meet up again then board the bus. Wait! This not the end, havent go back school but instead go around SAFTI MI and the person tell us mroe about the place la. After the rounding reach back SDC at 1pm like that then teachers says can do anything but be back by 2.15pm. So first we all head to the canteen buy water. Then go 1 corner sit down do nothing and from the nothing came something which is take picture. After take picture we go rounding in the SDC for aircon la just see-see the sec 1 and they are very happily enjoiyng. What to do? They havent mature properly to just close 1 eye la. While walking, alot mof my juniors keep saying 'hi', 'hello' , 'afternnon senior' or just smile at me, some even shout my name form far until my friend say why I so famous. I also tell him, he jealous is it? Then he also shut up. Ahter that go to meeting place, I go buy pop corn first. We went into the theatre and watch Fighter Pilots. After the movie finish, the rain also start, then walk my way to bus stop, take the bus, go down the bus, walk a little, take another bus then go down the bus and walk a little bit, take the lift, go out of the lift, open the door and...nvm I purposely write like this to make it long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-360784651032005287?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/360784651032005287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=360784651032005287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/360784651032005287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/360784651032005287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/sdc.html' title='SDC...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-817565229402280513</id><published>2007-02-07T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:18:20.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;NCC getting better and better and more fun and interesting and I don't mind having NCC everyday if its possible. But the thing is, I may or will lose my voice because every NCC also must shout, especially master parade, must shout the whole &lt;em&gt;Majulah Singapura&lt;/em&gt;. Not&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;to forget, getting sabo by all my friemds because Im the... rather not tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also stressed up by the teacher because never for once we had no test for a week! Even 'better' case is everyday must study Physics to be able to answer teachers questions or else must drop or must write too many lines with his own formula which is 10 to the power of &lt;em&gt;n &lt;/em&gt;where &lt;em&gt;n &lt;/em&gt;is the number of people who cannot answer... Don't understand? Nvm, just try to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just also know that I was also nominated for the dunno what quiz ( Current Affaiz thing..also dunno what la) and my Sir expect my group to go to the final when we all are blur of what it is or what to do or whether we can answers some bloody easy questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays I also feel school is a burden to me cause I feel like advancing my life or time travel or anything to get out of the school and do some sort of research or what the scientises do these days, everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also the thing I don't know about myself is, I do all the homework but I don't want to pass up, I also dunno why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-817565229402280513?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/817565229402280513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=817565229402280513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/817565229402280513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/817565229402280513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/02/ncc-getting-better-and-better-and-more.html' title=''/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-8852021540205402883</id><published>2007-01-28T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T21:13:47.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today nothing special happen. Go religious class also getting more boring nowadays, feel like dropping out. Ate nasi lemak at the mosque, good thing that they thought of making business. The sambal very nice la, I miss the sambal thats why I ate it today for recess. After religious class went to share money with my friend to buy birthday present for my another friend. Ouh ya! Saying about the birthday, I remembered there is geo test tomorrow. Shit! And ya! Singapore win Malaysia! ( Malaysia Boleh! Singapore Lagi Boleh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-8852021540205402883?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/8852021540205402883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=8852021540205402883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8852021540205402883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/8852021540205402883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/01/untitled.html' title='Untitled'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-6678819817280629137</id><published>2007-01-27T12:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T16:16:22.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You think of a title which suits this post...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;OK!! For those who's waiting for me to update my blog, I apologise because I've been wanting to update but no mood or no time or forget or blah blah blah... My 'O' levels this year la..Nvm I talk about studies too much so I try to change the topic but let me tell you abot my life this year.. Changed quite abit but sometimes, something cannot change which is like not doing homework mostly maths. So I try to do maths homework nowadays but got to many of other homework too, so only sometimes I dont do maths homework. The thing that I've changed is leaving books in school. This year I no longer leave book under table because my time table quite funny. One day, my bag very heavy, then the other day the bag will be very light. So if I leave book under table, I would bring nothing to school for that day. If I bring nothing to school, I would probably be asked by my teacher, worst to wosrt is the DM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More of my friend have gotten more stress, so I cannot do anything about it as I'm not stress because..I don't know the reason. Nowadays I go to my friends place to study..mostly around evening to 10pm.. if I wouldnt go to his place I will do nothing at home, so might as well go la..&lt;br /&gt;Homework have gotten heavier since last year and about test, very sickening! 1 week, minimum of 4 test and the maximum I have experinced this month is 6 test a week! Woah so many! But.. All I do is try my best even if I studied it or not. Damn! next few months, Mother Tongue going to be half a day! Man! I can't stand it... Sometimes feeling disgrace about my MT..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few weeks also I been attending alot of Polytechnic open houses.. Quite interesting too but still aiming for JC or else Millinia Institute.. Getting a hang of liking 'Quantum Physics' after my friend tell me about it, which is more like what happen if a star dies, time travel, aging in space, black hole and many more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then I don't know what to write anymore..I will be updating from now onwards..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-6678819817280629137?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/6678819817280629137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=6678819817280629137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6678819817280629137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/6678819817280629137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2007/01/you-think-of-title-which-suits-this.html' title='You think of a title which suits this post...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-116238745822003463</id><published>2006-11-01T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T21:24:18.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lucky, But Must Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;So lucky to get promoted to sec 4. Been hearing from my teacher that there is going to be another NA class which is 4n6 and the best Express class would be 4e7 of course. But I think the new sec 4 NA class is not confirm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Also lucky to stay in pure science, i tihink its no lucky but I did work hard(for Chem only) and physics jus pass around 53%..Teacher ask us to do the whole ten year series, all the qns on all the chapters we learn which is about 15 to 16 chapters la. I think December than start preparing la. Hope not too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Another lucky thing is my English is 50.5%, so lucky bout this as it pass my overall result and didnt pull my positions so low. The only distinction is Emaths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haizz must work hard for 'O' level. Really hard. Can anyone suggest a good book for me to improve my English? A good book suitable for an age 16. Tag me the author and title, thanks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-116238745822003463?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/116238745822003463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=116238745822003463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116238745822003463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116238745822003463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/11/lucky-but-must-change.html' title='Lucky, But Must Change'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-116117540428571990</id><published>2006-10-18T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T20:43:24.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy but Worried..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Im am happy because...this year Hari Raya Im going back Penang! Woo! How fun is it huh? 2nd day of Hari Raya also got family reunion at the so called "palace". I say it palace because the house is like a palace. I seen from the outside but not the inside. My Hari Raya suit are like, well.. like wedding suit la..but I choose it nice because I thought it would be grand for me this year. Im also happy as I nee dnot attend school for 1 week except Firday because reaching Singapore on Friday morning the 27th October. So good..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;...Bu the worried this is that, during the time I was going to be absent, the teacher going to start a new topic for maths. I hope I can cope. Also worried wether I can go sec 4 or not...my results quite bad this exams.. Haizz..Done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-116117540428571990?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/116117540428571990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=116117540428571990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116117540428571990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116117540428571990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-but-worried.html' title='Happy but Worried..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-116048395981416093</id><published>2006-10-10T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:42:20.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countdown!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaks...Today, the 10th of October 2006, 8:27pm...This is when I will countdown when the exams and when I going. Let me tell you now that there is 2 more days for exams to finish. My last paper is Physics. The other things is that, 12 more days, I be leaving Singapore for a while to Penang!...WOW! Be going the on 22 October celebrating Hari Raya there with my family and relatives and cousins. I'll be back by 27 October...so will not be in MSN Messenger that few days. How happy to be there...Last year didnt celebrate Hari Raya in Penang, but in Singapore...quite boring though celebrating here. Got invited by my mom's father's side of the family , an open house at 2nd day of Hari Raya...Imagine...the house is like a palace...I've seen the house but haven't been inside because 2 years time they were not at home...so I just admire the outside of the so caleed 'palace'. -End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-116048395981416093?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/116048395981416093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=116048395981416093&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116048395981416093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/116048395981416093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/10/countdown.html' title='Countdown!...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115968175906734209</id><published>2006-10-01T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T20:41:41.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Time...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After a long time since I posted an entry. How's this new blogskin?...Quite simple... but created myself for the first time and took me about 1 day. Fasting month pass about 1 week already! So fast... Went for Night Prayers(&lt;em&gt;Terawih&lt;/em&gt;) every Friday and Saturday... Exams started last Thursday, Mother Tongue was first then English on Friday. Hope my compos are interesting for the teachers to read and passed my English. Yesterday I taught my friend Chemistry for 4hrs straight in the library, hope what my friend "did" did went into my friend's head and stay there until exams over... maybe after 'O' Levels would be better. Now still working for my dream and ambition, studying very hard especially for my Sciences and Maths(E and A). Make it short because nothing special did happen...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115968175906734209?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115968175906734209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115968175906734209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115968175906734209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115968175906734209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/10/long-time.html' title='Long Time...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115633814408585274</id><published>2006-08-23T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T13:37:38.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 Days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Did not attend Maths lesson for 3 days! Wow feel so good. My ears getting better and better. Tell you why i did not attend maths lesson 3 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;1st reason&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not attend school in the first place. I went for National Camp! Hahaha... HOpe my class not jealous of me. But during camp I sms my friend. They told me they got thier test results. It is good and bad news for me. The good news is, I get 83% for Pure Chemistry! Wow so happy! Its a distinction plus, I get 10 marks higher than my good friend, Abhishek. Any ways cannot laugh at him because the taught me much about English and general knowledge stuffs! He is a genius I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd reason&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not come to school on Monday, so I was not in Maths leasson for 2 periods. Sigh... miss all her scoldings and nagging. I told my mom and my dad I was too exhausted to go to school. So my mom and dad let me rest at home. Actually, I planned this with my friends during the camp, Firdouse from 3n4 and Kiat Seng from 3n5. They are from Yuhua... so dont worry. We planned together not to come to school on Monday as the camp end on Sunday. Hahaks... Kiat Seng actually got a pretty good reason. He brought 2 of his school pants for the camp. Now both of the pants are soiled so, he have no pants to wear on Monday. Thats why he didn't come to school. Firdouse did some drama in the morning saying he too tired to school. Lastly me...i told you already in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd reason&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was called by my teacher that I have to go dentist. That was during the last period and my last period was Maths lesson also. How lucky am I to have these type of times... Not only me was called up for dentist but a few more...around 3 or 4 more. I asked them to go first because Maths lesson just started. So after 3 of them left...its my turn. For the first time in my life...the dentist did something ot my teeth up to a minute only. Damn shocking. I ask the dentist twice " Are you done with my teeth?"..shs said yes the first time and "You want me to pluck out your teth?" then I say sorry then went off. As soon as I step of the place. The bell rang off. School has end!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115633814408585274?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115633814408585274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115633814408585274&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115633814408585274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115633814408585274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/08/3-days.html' title='3 Days...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115633716323834777</id><published>2006-08-23T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T20:48:21.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Camp...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;How stupid am I to post this topic when it happen 10 days ago...nevermind anyways. Still, its a post. National Camp was from 10-13 August...now is 23 August. POst this entry 10 days after camp, probably too busy ya? Kkz...back to my grandfather story. National Camp was a breeze! Its like my grandfather camp...National Camp is combined uniform group in Sigapore plus some overseas delegates like from Brunei, Indonesia, Malaysia, Thailand, HOng Kong, China, Vietnam and India. Im posted to group F ( the last group ). Organised from A-F, each group hav about 160 pupils. My group F stands for Foxtrot! Now...Foxtrot is divided into 6 groups, namely, Foxtrot 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, and 6. Im in Foxtrot 5! Now...talking about whole of Foxtrot, there people from India, Malaysia, Indonesia and Brunei. India about 4 people, Malaysia 1 girl, Indonesia 1 girl, Brunei 1 guy in my group. Make friends with them. Good to know them. We like 1 family now but..they when back to their country. So sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activities are usual except rock climbing, they make it even more challenging like slopes, getting upside down while climbing the wall. The most fun activity I did was Dragon Boating! So fun! I was the first paddler too! Wow! This dragon boating teaches about how we cooperate as a team. If we all cooperate, the boat will move faster and the prize for cooperating the the pressure of the wind against us. Like titanic! After the instructor teaches us how to move the boat and techniques to move the boat faster, we had a race among other teams on the boat. My boat have 22 people and we have 3 opponents. The race begins...we were leading at first and the other boat catch up. I thought it was going to be a tie race but in the end we go second. But... none of us were sad or mad or anything. Its not about winning ya? Its about experiencing and about having fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another good thing is I need not attend school on Firday. What a good thing...relax my ear from the teachers angging adn shouting and scolding. Hahaks. Ouh ya...there was street soccer challenge too but... this time... the girls are playing too. Not bad for them to play actually... they play quite good but the thing is they are scared of the ball when it is in the air. Hahaks..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115633716323834777?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115633716323834777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115633716323834777&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115633716323834777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115633716323834777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-camp.html' title='National Camp...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115443394898571812</id><published>2006-08-01T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T20:12:13.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Future!..Mwahaha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Hahaks! My future...I'll tell you what I want in life. I want a banglow house, 3 cars (1 for going to work, 1 for going overseas&lt;malaysia&gt; and 1 more for casual..casual like go outings locally eg. picnics) I miss out something...since this is my future..I must think much more further..hahaks..I must have a beautiful and nice wife and little childrens! Haha! 3 of them..1 girl and 2 boys...ouhk..this is too much..nvm since it is my future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my job! Hope you don't get annoyed or bored-I make it interesting! I am going to be a scientist who will the the first 1 to find a perfect human, Akine Law and who invented Earth and other planets! ( Actually I already knew who invented it)...I am thinking very hard now to prove everyone that there is a living thing that existed before the dinosaur age! Wow..so many things! I can accomplish this if I have an assisstant, second man, secretary, financial manager, guards and last thing which I really need is my own lab as big as possible, support and MOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaks...I think this is the first entry with more than 3 paragraphs...if I got alot of money..I'm going to Middle East( Saudi Arabia-Mecca(Mekkah)) to do my final pilgrimage which is the &lt;em&gt;Hajj&lt;/em&gt;( the aim for most muslims) Mecca(Mekkah) which is in Saudi Arabia...is the most holiest and cleanest place in the world! If any non-muslims or Jews or Christian who trying to remove this place...beware..&lt;em&gt;Syaitan &lt;/em&gt;is waiting for you at the door. Only muslims are permitted to get near and go into this place. Believe me..don't try to get near or curious about it as something bad will happen. This is true. If you want to go in...convert to muslim and stay as a good muslim person who wishes &lt;em&gt;7th Heaven&lt;/em&gt; which is the nicest place of all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhkies..lets get out of this thing! Just tell ing you guys that when I'm 21..I have to choose to be a Singaporean or a Malaysian...Now I'm thinking of choosing to be a Malaysian as studies here are quite hard for my future child but Malaysia in the other hand (don't want to disgrace the country Im from so I keep quite)...But I also thought of choosing Singapore...can anyone help me with my decision?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115443394898571812?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115443394898571812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115443394898571812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115443394898571812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115443394898571812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-futuremwahaha.html' title='My Future!..Mwahaha!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115400234865129949</id><published>2006-07-27T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T20:13:21.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Akine!...Wow?!!..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;I heard lots of people saying that my entry on the Akine Law quite interesting. Haha actually that was made up but I want to make it come true. With HIS help it will come true and only if I pray to him lots and not to show off. Please...do tell me if I do show off or you want to comment about me, you are welcome. Actually to tell you the truth, I hate praises. I really do hate praises a lot. Know why? Because somthing bad will happen to me and it's tested, experimented and experienced by me, so no arguing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is my so called best day because I have had 3 tests! 1st test is Chemistry(all on Mole Calculations) after that Malay Test and then after school E Maths test! Wow-so many of them!&lt;br /&gt;Is not I like it but it has its advantages and disadvantages. If I will to tell you both, you will sleep so don't bother asking! Just imagine yourself in this scenario and you will know. Wrote this blog because someone asked to. Hahaks!-done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115400234865129949?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115400234865129949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115400234865129949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115400234865129949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115400234865129949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/07/akinewow.html' title='Akine!...Wow?!!..'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115340226558207985</id><published>2006-07-20T21:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T21:31:05.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to My Story...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Now lets go back to my story...haha...I tried to pull off Mrs Lim(E and A Maths teacher) well. I have gained back her trust on me. Now I try not  to hate any teachers because the outcome may be-terrifying! Trust me...don't hate any teachers or you will hate the subject and will not do well for it. I've done this experiment...these are facts that should be taken properly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Today morning...recall like mad. 1st 2 periods got Physics. Got test too! Damn scary...at parade ground, whlie the principle lecturing, Im staring at my physics book and start to recall and memorise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Afternoon...hahas, mother tongue teacher absent! So relieved! In class my friends make jokes! Stupid jokes which are very funny!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After school I went ti help sec1 and 2 NCC Cadets prepare for their shooting next week! Haizz...tomorrow must be early in school to give out early-lunch-pass to sec1 and 2 NCC Cadets personally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After this...my friend, Abhishek came back from the hockey tournament. Actually its the sec1 and 2 qualification rounds with Jurong Sec. Got bad news. Our school lost! Then he, my NCC friend and me went to eat at Bagus outside school. We talk as we eat, we walk as we talk and we talk as we go home. Haha.. I got nothing better to write. Hope its good to read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115340226558207985?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115340226558207985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115340226558207985&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115340226558207985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115340226558207985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/07/back-to-my-story.html' title='Back to My Story...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-115287875364635674</id><published>2006-07-14T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:38:27.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spider-Web...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;After a few months of not writing anything...I decided to write something because sooner or later this blog going to have a spider family. So I get rid of these spiders by writing the entry. Enough of my craps now lets get to business. In my mind, I am thinking to be the first scientist to discover particles and make a law for particles which most people now study is Kinetic Theory. Im going to make this Kinetic theory into a Kinetic Law, as in Newton's Law...Newton is the scienist name so...If I discover particles, Im going to make it as Akine Law. What is Akine? Akine is a mixture of my name and kinetic since my name start with 'A'. But I am also thinking of becoming a Chemist. Now really enough of my nonsence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This semester Im going to focus on maths and science and english. Malay, geography and social studies...2nd priority to me. My aim is to get higher then 14 points for this End-of-Year exam and 10 points for 'O' level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then...wait for my next entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-115287875364635674?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/115287875364635674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=115287875364635674&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115287875364635674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/115287875364635674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/07/spider-web.html' title='Spider-Web...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-114112884727582484</id><published>2006-02-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:40:03.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corrupted...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Haizz...I am fed up with this year teachers! They all suck for life. They keep picking on me for no reason. Except some kind and concern teachers. Tomorrow A maths test must get grade B4 or above(55-59) which is impossible for me becaouse the maths teacher set my weakest topic for the test which is Logarithm. The way the teacher explain the topic at first was clueless to me on how to simplify, evaluate or find the value of. For example I can't simplify this equation (3log2=30). The teacher says that is a 2 marks question and the paper she sets is 80% Logarithm. My handphone-confisticated! The teachers reason is-to meet my parents about how badly I done for my Science test! My life is really corrupted!....D!3....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-114112884727582484?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/114112884727582484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=114112884727582484&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/114112884727582484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/114112884727582484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2006/02/corrupted.html' title='Corrupted...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113499747932028529</id><published>2005-12-19T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:40:25.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow...Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Well...tomorrow Im out with my family to Sentosa for a picnic. Fun to enjoy with familiy like this outing. So long haven't send a post now don't know what to write da! My aim to every post is at least to write 100 words long...By the way, if your are wondering what subject combination I get for sec 3, here it is...Pure Physic and Pure Chemisty, Elective Geography and Additional Mathematic...not showing off here...just telling you guys out there. Well...my ambition is to be a Scientist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113499747932028529?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113499747932028529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113499747932028529&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113499747932028529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113499747932028529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/12/tomorrowout.html' title='Tomorrow...Out!'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113245757629439016</id><published>2005-11-20T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:41:23.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$%^&amp;*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Don't know what to rite already...my brother and sister all going out and I alone at home dunno what to do...do all my friends forgotten me? In fact only some do remember me! To be exact around 5-6 of my friends remember me. The rest I don't know...Now sitting on this hot sit thinking what to write on this post. No good event happen today. Live my ony self. Still not prepared......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113245757629439016?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113245757629439016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113245757629439016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113245757629439016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113245757629439016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='@#$%^&amp;*'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113204874198219502</id><published>2005-11-15T17:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:40:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp Feast...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;First Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn boring! All the activities also done in UG(Uniform Group) Camp and Secondary 2 Camp. Activities such as rock climbing, flying fox, high elements and low elements, ice breaking games but the most exciting and fun activity is paintball.The bullet is made of solid paint. The main objective is to capture enemy flag and fly back to our base.In oder to do that there are requirements like shoot 2 bottles down and shooting own opponent. The food for first day is quite OK...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...at first the moning exercise was no that tiring but the SIRs ask us to run 2 rounds at the big parade square and run back to the small parade square and run 2 more rounds without walking or stopping. Thats at least better then 2.4km run for NAPFA in school. The breakfast sucks like hell...Most of us ate 2 plain bread becouse of our sutpid IC.He ony took 1 jam and 1 knife. He use his knife to spead the jam on the bread and the knife broke. So he dip all his bread in the jar or jam and eat! Disgusting right? And still he say no saliva on jam. Gross! Tehn when going back home also tiring. Must stand in attention outside band for 1 hour..which is to mean cannot move a single muscle while the SIRs are doing their job to print photos and certificates for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113204874198219502?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113204874198219502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113204874198219502&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113204874198219502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113204874198219502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/camp-feast.html' title='Camp Feast...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113169417058305763</id><published>2005-11-11T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:42:16.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey to a New Life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow...I didnt sleep the whole night at the chalet, go home sit on the computer, starring at the screen and the screen starring back at me...don't know what to do just stare. Slowly I feel very sleepy and droze off. I woke up slowly walking back to my bedroom and sleep. After few hours I realise I forgot to turn on the fan. Sweating like being in hell man! Then sleep again. Arounf evening my mom wake me up to eat dinner but I refuse because no appetite, instead I go and shower...drink milk then sleep again. What a tiring day but quite stupid, during the chalet...we did not do anything tiring except for night catching with water bombs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113169417058305763?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113169417058305763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113169417058305763&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113169417058305763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113169417058305763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/journey-to-new-life.html' title='Journey to a New Life...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113144761588554197</id><published>2005-11-08T18:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:42:39.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Class Posting...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;So happy...I get posted to my dream class which consist of these subjects: Pure Physics &amp; Pure Chemistry, Additional Mathematics, Social Studies &amp;amp; Geography Elective and the compulsory 3 subjects. Man I pray hard to God to get this class. Haizz..in order to maintain my friendship with my peers...I shouldn't show off to tell them I went to first class. I should motivate those who didn't get to go to thier dream class to work harder in class without being selective with teachers teaching them. Well that all for my blog wait till the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113144761588554197?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113144761588554197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113144761588554197&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113144761588554197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113144761588554197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/class-posting.html' title='Class Posting...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113107098124973258</id><published>2005-11-04T10:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:42:59.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd Day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Yesterday so boring man. As I said on my previous blog...celebrating this festive season at Penang is much more better. Get more money than in Singapore. Even though the currency there i slow...I could get as high as RM 1000. Im no kidding. Here is the proof: my mother's side of the family is in Penang(Supposely), Kuala Lumpur(KL), Melaka(Malacca), Perak, Negri Sembilan, Kuala Perlis, Terengganu and Kelantan. Might as well say the whole of Malaysia. If you are figuring out how to post reply just click on the comments button below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113107098124973258?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113107098124973258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113107098124973258&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113107098124973258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113107098124973258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/2nd-day.html' title='2nd Day...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113089765696580058</id><published>2005-11-03T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:43:18.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;Wah...tomorrow Hari Raya...I cannot wait for this night and tomorrow. This night I wanna eat and eat and eat until cannot eat. Haizz...tomorrow must wake up early morning go Hari Raya prayers...what to do? Its already a must. Today so boring. Nothing to do. Sit at computer so long until eyes pain also no use. Whats the point? Just have to wait until night. Tomorrow to relatives how get money...in my opinion...celebration Hari Raya at Malaysia,Penang, better...more relatives more money more joyful and exitement. That all for this post...wait until the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113089765696580058?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113089765696580058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113089765696580058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113089765696580058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113089765696580058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/eve.html' title='Eve...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18525893.post-113085199392642714</id><published>2005-11-02T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T21:44:02.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Blog...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;This is the time when I want tell but hope ___ agrees. Waited so long for this moment. Am I ready? I can't sleep because keep thinkinfg about ___. Exam also over. Play computer also boring until got nothing to do. This is the reason I started a blog. Because of boring life. I want to go to a Pure Science class but my marks are only 1-3% of the requirements. Hope ___ will understand and accept me. Reject also nevermind...I have to do is getting along with my peers. Hope 2e7 won't forget each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Akmal Ali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18525893-113085199392642714?l=heriotboy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/feeds/113085199392642714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18525893&amp;postID=113085199392642714&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113085199392642714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18525893/posts/default/113085199392642714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://heriotboy.blogspot.com/2005/11/first-blog.html' title='First Blog...'/><author><name>aliSTAR</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11890481993950960757</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hoPsaO2yp0w/SINPEXhk1MI/AAAAAAAAABM/4cLtWvW7_RM/S220/Snapshot_20080527_4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
