<?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-7932045952833780396</id><updated>2011-08-03T12:45:29.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith :)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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depressed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;yah i agree&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;looking at single pretty girls on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;or attached pretty girls to a prick on facebook&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;is depressing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith fym very hard       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;especially if they do not accept your friend request even though your main picture showcases you climbing up a lampost in style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D talking with grace is entertaining. very.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6523035543526164315</id><published>2009-04-27T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T00:34:41.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; now i feel free again.</title><content type='html'>so yesterday we sang songs, drank, was fun. dini shumin got to know eden zhuen and gary, and weekiat well, we already all know each other. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shumin and dini thinks eden is damn cute HAHAHA. DINI YOU CAN CHOOSE HIM INSTEAD OF ZX OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after singing we took a bus ride down to tampines mall, made a shit load of noise on the bus, but yeah, normal right? keith always does shit like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that it was back to zhuen's house. met darren and caught up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we watched SAW V (five) together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY NO MORE SAW PLEASE FOR KEITH. I SUMMONED ALL MY BALLS TO WATCH THAT SHOW. AND IT WAS LIKE HORRIBLE. HORRIBLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE TO SEE HUMANS CHOPPED INTO TWO, DROWNED, EXPLODED, OR HANDS CHOPPED INTO LITTLE PIECES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DONT LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN ENVISION MYSELF DYING IN A SIMILAR WAY EVERYTIME I WATCH SUCH STUFF HAPPEN. AND NO ITS NOT A GOOD FEELING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay enough of caps lock. later people think i going crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that it was soccer, MAN U owned TOTTENHAM like the hams they were. but yeah, im not a fan of soccer. so no comments, but it was entertaining, finally a match with decent action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck man singapore football i watch comfirm 100% fall asleep, especially when it ends 0-0, horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they should implement more stunts into soccer, make it much nicer, like basketball NBA. which i think is so much more entertaining to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least there are more shots, more stunts, more action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry i'm not saying that kicking a ball from one player to another is not action, its just NOT ENOUGH action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that was mahjong, kiat was a great winner, owning all of us walking away with 30 bucks. i hate him D: FIRST TIME I SEE HIM WIN AT MAHJONG SOMEMORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. enough of the bullshit haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, I STEPPED ON A RAT TODAY WTF WTF WTF AT BEDOK. I STEPPED ON A RAT WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I STEPPED ON A MOTHERFUCKINGCRAZYSCARYDISGUSTINGDISGUSTINGDISGUSTING RAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it squeaked and ran away, onto the middle of a road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one hit, ko.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sometimes I see you when I close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;You're still apart of my life - Cascada, Another You.&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/7932045952833780396-6523035543526164315?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6523035543526164315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6523035543526164315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6523035543526164315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6523035543526164315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/now-i-feel-free-again.html' title='&amp; now i feel free again.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8552098719813216228</id><published>2009-04-24T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:55:17.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starhub gang</title><content type='html'>i very long never talk on the phone for so long like that already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i very long never hear so many "kan ni na" "cheebye" and hokkien in one night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHA BUT IT WAS FUN :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was  normal, dotaed at home like some nerd then went to work in the evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was entertaining, to an extent, dota was too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sales came from this house with a man in his 40's, a japanese tattoo mounted on his shoulder, with two lines words right down his left tit. he wasnt wearing a shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his father didnt wear a shirt too, sported a dragon on his bag, and bigger tits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as they spoke to me, they were smoking marlboro reds and playing with their son/grandson who was hardly able to walk on his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear the little kid is a little gangster, at the young age of less than a year he was throwing his toys at me like i was some terrorist about to invade his house, or someone who had not paid protection money for the past 3 months. he threw a spinning top akin to that of a beyblade out the door, and into his neighbour's house, which was a feat for such a little kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up was an empty pack of ciggs.. meddling around with ciggs at such an age..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god the customer signed with me, then maybe 20 years down the road i'd have my own "gina" in my starhub gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gang name 1633.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8552098719813216228?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8552098719813216228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8552098719813216228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8552098719813216228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8552098719813216228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/starhub-gang.html' title='starhub gang'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-9151062953119415133</id><published>2009-04-22T11:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:30:46.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook</title><content type='html'>Okay, another 5 minutes wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? I was randomly surfing facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came across this profile with a pretty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing that came to mind was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"photoshop"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"makeup"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont get me wrong, i like photoshop, and i like makeup. in photos that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad you cant photoshop your real face, and makeup gets smeared during hot sex.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-9151062953119415133?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/9151062953119415133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=9151062953119415133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9151062953119415133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9151062953119415133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/facebook.html' title='facebook'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5021973215342629681</id><published>2009-04-22T11:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:23:37.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i need a drink.</title><content type='html'>Blogging the previous post actually took up 5 minutes of my life, which was an awesome way to kill time, now is time to find something to let me chill a little more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a drink. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOOK, ITS A PURPLE ELEPHANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i am still very cranky this blogpost sounds girly)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5021973215342629681?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5021973215342629681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5021973215342629681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5021973215342629681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5021973215342629681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-drink.html' title='i need a drink.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5215323279206334047</id><published>2009-04-22T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T11:21:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fmylife</title><content type='html'>I dont know why the hell i woke up so early today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some bitch called corinne called me, she's some fucked up customer who asks fucked up questions at fucked up timings. seriously, i'm gonna blow up, if she continues like this i swear i will with all due respect curse her ancestors, descendants, and everyone else that she has held dear. even her dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is, and will be a fucked up day, i can predict it already. and as the previous post said, keith's predictions come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired, i'm cranky. i need to chill like now, in just 1 hour or so i am going to walk out of my front door to face the world outside, look at the bus driver and try to smile, hope i dont point a middle finger to the people on the bus who sit on the outer seat nonchantlantly and not give way to those standing. its not fun sleeping at 4 and waking up at, 4.10 because of an sms, waking up at 6 because of another sms, and getting a fucked up old 50 years old woman called corinne calling you at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better news, there's no one online to play with, there's no one really decent or entertaining to talk to, i'm just surfing blogs. THERE'S NOTHING ON CABLETV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and www.mybrute.com is DOWN FOR MAINTAINENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh fuck. i sense evil repercussions coming soon, like keith is going to transform into some horrible heartless ownage monster if this goes on, for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope it gets better, or it'll get worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK YOU BITCH STOP CALLING ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5215323279206334047?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5215323279206334047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5215323279206334047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5215323279206334047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5215323279206334047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/fmylife.html' title='fmylife'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-737657896467824642</id><published>2009-04-22T03:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T03:18:12.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>imy</title><content type='html'>keith's predictions always come true. right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew the curve for you last year remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i said you'd fall for the first, you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it didnt work out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second, you did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and same,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the's third, i'm happy for you but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont predict a good one this time round either..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keep smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do take care :)&lt;br /&gt;i miss you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-737657896467824642?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/737657896467824642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=737657896467824642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/737657896467824642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/737657896467824642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/imy.html' title='imy'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3744603931061797796</id><published>2009-04-21T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:55:45.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On my table is a packet, it looks like a square packet, metalish wrapping, and can be easily torn open to access the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is about 4.5cmx4.5cm, which makes it a square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, my mother came into my room, she saw the packet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stared at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do you have a condom on your table? Why you need?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like? wtf? its not a condom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a tester package for Laneige Homme, some facial stuff which i'm supposed to apply on my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she really didnt believe me until i told her to touch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. fuck free gifts from the IT show.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3744603931061797796?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3744603931061797796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3744603931061797796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3744603931061797796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3744603931061797796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/on-my-table-is-packet-it-looks-like.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7077111523070132391</id><published>2009-04-21T02:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T02:52:58.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a teen.</title><content type='html'>such an innocent face,&lt;br /&gt;she'd look awesome in lace.&lt;br /&gt;she's barely a teen,&lt;br /&gt;yet stuck in between.&lt;br /&gt;the lives of her gangs,&lt;br /&gt;and the ties with her friends.&lt;br /&gt;well she gets into fights,&lt;br /&gt;and stays up at night.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes she sniffs glue,&lt;br /&gt;gets high on K too.&lt;br /&gt;she's running from the cops,&lt;br /&gt;wild and amok.&lt;br /&gt;never has there been one like her&lt;br /&gt;that kept me intrigued, that little girl.&lt;br /&gt;she was frank, and boy was she bold.&lt;br /&gt;to a stranger like me, her story she told.&lt;br /&gt;as we sat at the void deck and spoke,&lt;br /&gt;i lost count of the sticks she smoked.&lt;br /&gt;the things i heard that night,&lt;br /&gt;would have drawn many away.&lt;br /&gt;the story of a girl, that had gone astray.&lt;br /&gt;but somehow it was different for me,&lt;br /&gt;i yearned to hear more, endlessly.&lt;br /&gt;what drugs?&lt;br /&gt;what gangs?&lt;br /&gt;what fights?&lt;br /&gt;what brands?&lt;br /&gt;what glue?&lt;br /&gt;what screens?&lt;br /&gt;what fights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what a teen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7077111523070132391?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7077111523070132391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7077111523070132391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7077111523070132391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7077111523070132391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-teen.html' title='what a teen.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6359612486660604405</id><published>2009-04-19T22:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T23:02:20.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my first frolick experience</title><content type='html'>Keith is a shy boy. Keep that in your mind while reading this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(i swear i do not do stuff like this everyday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;frolick &lt;/span&gt;experience, as a flashback from post 2 posts earlier from here. was fun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it was with emili dedric and chariot and co if im not wrong, i shall skip all the stupid details and tell you the main idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the girl working there, i thought she was kinda hot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the slightly slutty yet act guai kind of hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the thin, nice ass come fuck me face kind of hot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay ignore the way i describe her, it was just probably me thinking too much. whatever it was, she looked 16. which was a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first emili was choosing yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it was my turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont usually buy yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the girl was like the yogurtgoddessofsweetsmiles or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i bought a cup. it was not exactly the best yoghurt in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then they were giving out free badges. and so, to make my what. 3 dollars and eighty cents worth three dollars and eighty cents, i took alot of badges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot of badges...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know how many i took till this day but she had to refill the cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheapskate but fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no that's not the end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i was supposed to go home in the same direction as emili&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i decided to go back to look at the yogurt girl one more time, just once!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you know about the snowball effect, one thought leads to another, and i ended up deciding that it was a good day to make a new friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so off we went, to find yogurt goddess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching frolick....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we realised.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yoghurt goddess had became..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a fat old man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was stunned, flabbergasted, shocked, i felt as though i just got rudely awakened from a bad dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was like omfgwtfggggggggnore.&lt;br /&gt;wtfwtfwtf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;summoning the little courage that i had left...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(cos at this point i was thinking that maybe i was really dreaming too much about chio bu's that i actually hallucinated that the fat guy was actually a hot girl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i approached the fat guy and asked him,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY YO. YOU KNOW THERE WAS A GIRL WORKING HERE? WHAT'S HER NAME AH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------ pauses------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(okay fuck, i forgot the real name of the frolick girl. gotta msn emili)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheryl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, back to the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fat man said that cheryl left already so i was at a loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did not know what to do..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this line is just to make the story more interesting, keith &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; knows what to do&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i wrote a postcard, like OMFG CORNY. BUT YES I DID IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it went something like this..&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i tried to make it sound retarded, emili was laughing her ass off as she read it&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay please, dont laugh while you read my note. im just typing it so that the story will be complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s i cannot really remember what i wrote so i am going to make half a new note. this one is called suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Cheryl.... or Sheryl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello! I am the guy who took alot of badges today. I think you are really cute. maybe we could hang out together some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drop me an sms or something, Keith. 82884442.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I SIGNED IT HERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMFG RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO FUCKING CORNY HAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA THEN I PASSED THE POST CARD TO THE GUY, AND ASKED HIM TO PASS IT TO CHERYL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after that i went to the toilet, and when i came out emili told me that as i was in the toilet, frolick girl came out of the toilet and disappeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one is called - no fate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah we predicted that there would be no reply to the corny cheesy note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we cabbed home wtf cabbed home. i treated her, because she was so nice to accompany me to write a note to a frolick girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, as expected... there wasnt a reply to the note&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited 1 week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt; 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay about 1 and a half months later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i recieved an sms saying something like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hEll0x miie iish cherylxXxxzzxzxzxzx...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that, was the end of my frolick experience, it ended. right there, right then. after 3 smses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6359612486660604405?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6359612486660604405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6359612486660604405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6359612486660604405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6359612486660604405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-frolick-experience.html' title='my first frolick experience'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7984497434796730231</id><published>2009-04-19T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T22:33:14.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pointless day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith was never the ol' faithful       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;okay good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith was never the ol' faithful       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;eh must be in a memorable place and time lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith was never the ol' faithful       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Keith was never the ol' faithful       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;dont like oh my first kiss was inbetween kembagan and bedok tititittii doors were closing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;neam. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;neam. says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolol me and sy discussing about first kisses, speaking of which, i cant even remember when was my first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i'm old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a sidenote, today was kind of pointless, stayed at home, played some games, ordered mac delivery, played more games. LIKE WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to work... at sengkang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now comes the interesting part. 2 people showed up at work today, me, and shannon. we ended up slacking at macdonalds, eating, then finding a clean toilet for me to shit in, then going home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so actually it wasnt work. wtf. and he claimed that the toilet at the corner of the what, rivervale plaza was supposed to be the cleanest as it was the most ulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to think of it,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most ulu  = less cleaners clean it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was near the loading and unloading bay,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more chinamen, bangala workers and weird people use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was not surprised when i found out that the toilet's toilet paper had ALL BEEN STOLEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO SHIT WITHOUT TOILET PAPER? OMFG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart keith opened up the cleaner's cupboard....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo and behold! a year's supply of rough, $0.50 per roll toilet paper rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7984497434796730231?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7984497434796730231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7984497434796730231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7984497434796730231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7984497434796730231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/pointless-day.html' title='pointless day.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5425294226111504460</id><published>2009-04-19T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T03:52:38.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some real blogging</title><content type='html'>movie today with the dudes, me and chak were getting simultaneously(pardon spelling error) PWNED by a computer game while waiting for the movie to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up, some computer games, AI is too strong at those thinking games while keith, although smart, is born typically lazy and cannot be bothered to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gory&lt;/span&gt;, seriously, shinjukumukudooku incident. i actually thought that 17 again (zac effron) was a better movie. wtf man i didnt expect such a typical show from jackie chan, little twists and a poor plot. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh speaking about 17 again, chariot and i watched it randomly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND NOW THAT I THINK OF IT I JUST REALISED SHE GOT A GREAT DEAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both paid $10 for the tickets ($6.50each) and she kept the change &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT ITS OKAY CHARIOT I STILL LOVE YOU&lt;/span&gt;. :D you just need to treat me to lunch someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she randomly called me out, stuck outside her house, and i decided to yeah, be an awesome friend, cabbing down to meet her, treating her to omfgwtf frolick.... (the girls this time were disappointing but we'll touch on that later) and eating carls junior.. followed by movie. money got blown away in an instant. like o&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;h, cereally&lt;/span&gt; - credits yeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh back to frolick. as you know, frolick girls are usually, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;. to an extent. this time, the person i met working at frolick was a good old friend, okay maybe if she sees this it will be just "good old" no more friend... but her name was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dianne tan&lt;/span&gt;. it was shocking to see that she was working at frolick, a good surprise because she gave me extra toppings :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not saying she is not hot&lt;/span&gt;. but i'm just saying that i've seen hotter frolick girls. my hopes were up as i was eating frolick for the 2nd time in my life... *&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flashback to first frolick experience&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay look, i'm finally blogging proper for the first time in years. maybe its the tiny little bit of alcohol i had. but i dont think that affects much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the movie, met my dear goh yeling for her omfgwtf &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BIRTHDAY DINNER&lt;/span&gt; -.- please can birthday dinner was just a lousy excuse to see a friend who hasnt gone out alone with any other guy since 2008, and 2008 for your information is about 4 months away. was entertaining as usual, she hasn't changed much, especially in terms of height :D but i think she's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;prettier&lt;/span&gt; now. cereally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie, me darren wenjie and kiat went well, to talkcocksingsong (tcss for short). walked to acid bar, sat down. and due to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; miscommunication issues, &lt;/span&gt;walked out acting like the bar was lousy and we were feelin awesome, THEN DAMN PAISEH BECAUSE WE ACTUALLY WANTED TO GO BACK IN -.- WTF MAN.. ended up at some bar called AlleyBar where they thought we were little kids wanted to check our IDs and served us whiskey with green tea, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;which tasted only like the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i should look older! im fucking 19 already forgodssake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, shall stop blogging here for today, will seriously consider typing more entertaining posts in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5425294226111504460?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3572822403989356621</id><published>2009-04-16T12:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:19:13.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>saved to drafts :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3572822403989356621?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3572822403989356621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3572822403989356621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3572822403989356621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3572822403989356621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/saved-to-drafts-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-662405571707672269</id><published>2009-04-16T02:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:37:34.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets create miracles</title><content type='html'>so many things rape my mind these few days i dont even know what to do or what to think. damn. thrill's over. spill's in. and school's gonna start soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got enough of waiting for things to happen. lets create miracles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-662405571707672269?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/662405571707672269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=662405571707672269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/662405571707672269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/662405571707672269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-create-miracles.html' title='lets create miracles'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-9083570608551198109</id><published>2009-04-12T01:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T02:02:53.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;one big round and its back at the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry that i broke your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stuck in a mess, tossed around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'm sorry your life is upside down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i didnt mean it, it just disappeared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;all of a sudden, just as i feared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fly away/ girl. its your freedom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random poem that popped into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D off to crash, work tomorrow at 10am~ singapore expo $$$$ I neeed $$$$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two  days never take taxi already. two days, its a record since the last 10 weeks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-9083570608551198109?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8595445934125805915</id><published>2009-04-08T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T01:42:13.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>z</title><content type='html'>havent felt like this in ages, overwhelmed by jealousy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8595445934125805915?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8595445934125805915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8595445934125805915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8595445934125805915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8595445934125805915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/04/z.html' title='z'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2441580984920433654</id><published>2009-04-07T16:53:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:08:27.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh, bloody random thoughts.</title><content type='html'>I learn alot from my job, alot about people, a whole lot more about interacting with people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is mundane, and that doesnt really give me much of a reason to blog much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd rephrase that, Life is mundane at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, i like my life like this. random excitements such as crashing a facebook party with chariot moymoypalaboy and hangin around with people i dont even know or have never seen before and will probably never see again...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that's what i call a thrill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i've been through enough to know that stealing from 7-11 is too easy to give kicks and clubbing is not a place to pick up girls its just a place to blow money away. which i dont mind, of course, money is meant to be spent? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we always look for thrills in better places. now the reverse bungee in singapore has caught my eye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my life as it is, slightly routine due to responsiblities, yet highly flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once said i like my life as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;contented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i didn't tell you the last statement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd love it if you were part of it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos why? i believe you're the thrill i seek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit: but you're the toughest nut to crack yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit#2: i like challenges.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2441580984920433654?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2441580984920433654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2441580984920433654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2441580984920433654'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, they have lived their lives to entertain me, more than enough already i suppose :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considering whether i should go shopping at queensway tomorrow, i learned something today about someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realised knowing her has taught me alot about life, and how to appreciate my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoying the simplest things in life, i knew that long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when time is spent with the right person, you will feel happy even when eating $1 fishballs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, dont get the wrong idea guys, i'm not attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sleepy, so many things to do, so little time. gg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1687453809165506685?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1687453809165506685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1687453809165506685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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Well Z is pretty, young, yes young, smart, and probably has everything a girl would ever ask for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay please some people its not who you're thinking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway Z has a "boyfriend". You must have noticed the ". You must be thinking also, why the "?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I wouldn't consider the bastard she told me about as her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the march holidays now, a short 2 weeks break for students to rest and revive their senses from the heavy backbreaking workload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? Z's boyfriend demands that she sends lunch to him everyday. everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She literally delivers lunch to his doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note the word doorstep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She buys lunch, takes a bus from somewhere in singapore which is not very near to tampines, to tampines, leaves the lunch at his doorstep, he refuses to come out to meet her. and she just goes home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a daily routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He refuses to walk with her to school, even from the gate to near their classrooms, and he walks with other girls instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Z's birthday, he bought her a bottle of what? Pokka green tea. and some sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL AN AWESOME BIRTHDAY PRESENT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he scolded her on her birthday, because as he went out to buy the sweets (well he made an effort)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got drenched in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he ruined her birthday by refusing to meet her, scolding her claiming it was her fault that he got drenched, and so on.. you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on top of that, he doesnt message her much, cept for a few messages demanding lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she has to send him home if they meet for lunch, and she's usually the one who pays for the food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's 16 this year, caught up in a mess of a relationship. yes, the right thing would be for her to let go, move on, get the fuck out of this shithole and yes, find a better guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you think i haven't told her that? i have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she just cant do it. 16 year olds have this different look towards love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she asked me how i can help her, give her some advise, but everything i say doesnt make a difference cos she's not willing to move on and get him out of her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find a better guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her reply: "are there any nice guys?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucked up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6348463058368420766?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6348463058368420766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6348463058368420766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6348463058368420766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6348463058368420766'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3147781166298644480</id><published>2009-03-14T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T07:31:21.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT show</title><content type='html'>IT show is shagging me out. i need strength. lol. and a heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3147781166298644480?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3147781166298644480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3147781166298644480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3147781166298644480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3147781166298644480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-show.html' title='IT show'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3684227138125390283</id><published>2009-03-10T01:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T01:36:06.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; it was a yes.</title><content type='html'>i came here wanting to type these words,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at times i want to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god if you're not gonna fuckin answer them prayers, then get the fuck outta my head. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if im always asking for the impossible.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i paused, thought about it. and realised even though he hasn't answered most of them, today he answered a different prayer. one that i've been asking for, for close to 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:) and yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i thank you for that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wont call myself a believer, i just prefer things this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3684227138125390283?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3684227138125390283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3684227138125390283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3684227138125390283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3684227138125390283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/03/it-was-yes.html' title='&amp; it was a yes.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2444640683572197013</id><published>2009-02-17T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T00:11:17.705+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUST LIKE TO PUT A SMILE ON THE FACE</title><content type='html'>Keith the alcoholic rofl.       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HELLO ALICIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith the alcoholic rofl.       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;WILL YOU BE MY BELATED VALENTINES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith the alcoholic rofl.       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I FORGOT TO ASK YOU EARLIER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;LOLW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;WTF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;YOU DAMN NONSENSE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;OM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahlee says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;PMG -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith the alcoholic rofl.       Jobs available, sales for starhub, no commitment period. short flexible hours says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;hahaha PLEASE ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2444640683572197013?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2444640683572197013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2444640683572197013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2444640683572197013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2444640683572197013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/just-like-to-put-smile-on-face.html' title='JUST LIKE TO PUT A SMILE ON THE FACE'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2406503708340893947</id><published>2009-02-13T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T01:49:19.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years soon and counting</title><content type='html'>its been two years, today marks the last day of the second year after i got to know you, right? from strangers to good friends, to my best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know who i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to talk more, daily, but we have come to a monotone chapter of our friendship. the time i spend working is turning time around for us. we used to talk bout everything, but now nothing hardly gets across besides a few simple greetings, nothing's changed for me, and i hope things have gotten better for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yknw, this is probably the first, and last year i'll get to see you really play. but i hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what this is called, but i know no one can replace you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a year ago i thought i was in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but.&lt;br /&gt;i hate to admit, you're still the most important. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2406503708340893947?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2406503708340893947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2406503708340893947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2406503708340893947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2406503708340893947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/2-years-soon-and-counting.html' title='2 years soon and counting'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2829501596315283617</id><published>2009-02-08T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:44:41.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOOD IS AWESOME HAHAHHAA</title><content type='html'>BBQ STINGRAY, SAMBAL SOTONG, BBQ CHICKEN WINGS, OTAH, FRIED OYSTER EGG AND BEDOK 85 BA CHOR MEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD FOOD, BETTER COMPANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what more can someone ask for?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2829501596315283617?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2829501596315283617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2829501596315283617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2829501596315283617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2829501596315283617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/food-is-awesome-hahahhaa.html' title='FOOD IS AWESOME HAHAHHAA'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3031905158326785750</id><published>2009-02-08T02:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T02:55:49.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is awesome thing number &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; I LOST COUNT</title><content type='html'>HAHAHHA HAVING RETARDEDLY AWESOMELY NICE MUSIC ON YOUR BLOG IS AWESOME. I'VE FOUND A NEW LOVE IN MUSIC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NEVER GONNA GIVE YOU UP. NEVER GONNA LET YOU DOWN. NEVER GONNA______ WHAT?______ RUN AROUND AND DESERT YOU? OMFG COOL SHIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zouk, mambo jumbo night, here i come for the first, and probably never the last time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's so short, why bother thinking about the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just spend money, be happy, and make sure everyday's awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, mambo jumbo just made it to the list of awesome things (: remixed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3031905158326785750?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3031905158326785750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3031905158326785750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3031905158326785750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3031905158326785750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/this-is-awesome-thing-number-i-lost.html' title='This is awesome thing number &amp;&amp;&amp;&amp;&amp; I LOST COUNT'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-9049309124168784294</id><published>2009-02-07T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T02:04:19.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>striking toto, is awesome</title><content type='html'>striking a 10million draw for toto, with $14 worth of bets infront of you, and realising you earned $30. that's awesome. its better than running off with $0 and crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa whoa yea yea. but i've spent all the $30 already. before i even claimed it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-9049309124168784294?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/9049309124168784294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=9049309124168784294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9049309124168784294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9049309124168784294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/striking-toto-is-awesome.html' title='striking toto, is awesome'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8370251215430743461</id><published>2009-02-06T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T00:15:08.832+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YET ONE MORE THING THAT MAKES ME SMILE</title><content type='html'>SALES. SALES. SALES! well, not the great singapore sale, but having sales while doing a door to door sales job is simply awesome. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SALES = MONEY = AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;need i say more? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8370251215430743461?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8370251215430743461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8370251215430743461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8370251215430743461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8370251215430743461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/yet-one-more-thing-that-makes-me-smile.html' title='YET ONE MORE THING THAT MAKES ME SMILE'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-1685003171688094387</id><published>2009-02-05T12:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T12:57:46.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>97th awesome thing.</title><content type='html'>Ēl ‘Elyōn says:&lt;br /&gt;sunday got church&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nick isn't sad, it was a dance floor anthem.        who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;one day no church is good&lt;br /&gt;Ēl ‘Elyōn says:&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nick isn't sad, it was a dance floor anthem.        who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;i was typing as you replied&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nick isn't sad, it was a dance floor anthem.        who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Ēl ‘Elyōn says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm serving&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nick isn't sad, it was a dance floor anthem.        who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;god wont blame you for skipping church to go to zouk?&lt;br /&gt;Ēl ‘Elyōn says:&lt;br /&gt;UH HUH&lt;br /&gt;Keith's nick isn't sad, it was a dance floor anthem.        who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;its a differentiated service we're looking at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope kiat says yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1685003171688094387?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1685003171688094387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1685003171688094387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1685003171688094387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1685003171688094387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/97th-awesome-thing.html' title='97th awesome thing.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-4300699929542506921</id><published>2009-02-04T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:30:33.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the 98th is a smile</title><content type='html'>getting a free ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bus ride from tampines, to toapayoh spans over a time frame of 45 minutes or so, boredom, sitting alone, and rotting. Especially when there is a 50% chance that your bus does not have TV Mobile (50% of bus 8's do not have it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, was a great day. i dont know how to describe it. but nothing bad happened, so it was a great day. all my days are great, and so are those which my friends spend with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i'm more or less going to become a SL for some camp for some kids, which would then again be an awesome thing, but i have to wait for comfirmation first before actually having a post on that. went for dual interviews today, one formal, one less formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first one was graded, that's why it was formal. formal clothes and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second one was just an interview to be an SL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missed last year's one because of someone's birthday, and global citizenship which followed shortly after. -.- ain't going to miss to one this year (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then then then then then then coming back to the awesome thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when you call your friends to take the bus with you, because they're going to the same place. aka toapayoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they say. I'M TAKING A CAR THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the person who's driving is none other than your friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there's only one word that could be used to describe that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOMEEEEEE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4300699929542506921?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4300699929542506921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=4300699929542506921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4300699929542506921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4300699929542506921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/and-98th-is-smile.html' title='and the 98th is a smile'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8843580217730057560</id><published>2009-02-04T01:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T01:06:19.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 99th wonderful thing</title><content type='html'>As I write this post, I realise that I missed out a day, cos its 1am already. but who cares, its still a wonderful thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another wonderful awesome thing is earning money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earning money is what everyone's aiming to do in the future, screw the person who invented money, he should have given more to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today was first day at work in a long, long, long time. At least, first day officially knocking doors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only two sales before I called quits, 2 sales, $90 dollars, 3 hours. $30/hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome. Incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm enjoying work. Oh, I'm currently on a cab spree, screw the previous posts on not taking cabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is meant to be spent, if i dont spend it on this cab, someone else will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ITS MY CAB, NO ONE'S SNATCHING IT AWAY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8843580217730057560?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8843580217730057560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8843580217730057560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8843580217730057560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8843580217730057560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/99th-wonderful-thing.html' title='the 99th wonderful thing'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3234199809282319185</id><published>2009-02-02T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:28:32.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100 awesome things in life</title><content type='html'>Its time to start blogging on a regular basis again, now that I've got slightly more time. But I've decided to post 100 posts on 100 awesome things that happen to me everyday of my life, unless the day sucked. then you'd see a very, vulgar post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like 10.26am, and I can't find anything awesome about life yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuman just called, she said she's cabbing over to my place, then we're sharing the cab to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you love it when you find someone to share a cab to school with you? Half the fare, half the time. Oh, for those who don't know, Keith's a cabbing addict, throwing those paper notes into the hands of the drivers of the cab almost, every, single, day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I think she's reaching. Time to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3234199809282319185?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3234199809282319185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3234199809282319185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3234199809282319185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3234199809282319185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/02/100-awesome-things-in-life.html' title='100 awesome things in life'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2817506875978804463</id><published>2009-01-28T23:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:58:18.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wordy Post</title><content type='html'>Well, so much has happened in these few days that I hardly know how the hell am I going to type it all out. But this is what you get when you dont blog for two weeks in a row.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the notable event that went past without me blogging about it was actually,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like doh, who would bother blogging about his/her own birthday. so freakin retarded because why? everyone who deserved to know abotu it would have already been invited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(actually it was an open invitation but obviously some people wouldnt turn up alone so ended up in cliques)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well one word to sum the birthday up, awesome. i dont know but i think 72 cans of beer and what i forgot how many bottles of hard liquor contributed to it slightly. slightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then next it was my starhub chalet, well, nothing much to be said about this, equally fun, with a different twist to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out that XO + BEER + VODKA x 1 CUP = PUKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;figure that out. 5 people finished 1 cup each, 5 people puked. wtf!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drank one mouth of that evil nasty stuff, and hell, i almost felt like puking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, for those who know, keith is like aka the KING OF SABOTAGE, so he was able to reach home at like 6am to finish up his  project and prepare for presentation the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the more recent and more remebered cny, it was less of a blast, although the money was good. i mean, free money is always good. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then again on a lighter note i lost most of it via cab fares, good food, going out, more cab fares. and what the hell, gambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i counted my average spendings for the past 8 days and whoa. i shocked my own balls off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith spent $1000 in 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One Fucking Thousand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. what else can i say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huat ah, 2009.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2817506875978804463?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2817506875978804463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2817506875978804463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2817506875978804463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2817506875978804463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/wordy-post.html' title='A Wordy Post'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7226210114532600337</id><published>2009-01-25T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T19:12:09.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is not true but its funny too.</title><content type='html'>Geylang-based chain Hotel 69 will be acquiring the troubled Singapore Flyer, and converting it into the world’s first rotating ‘quickie’ hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To view links or images in this forum your post count must be 15 or greater. You currently have 0 posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Singapore Flyer, currently the world’s tallest ferris wheel, has already suffered three breakdowns since its opening in 2008, most recently on 23 December 2008, when 173 passengers were trapped for around 6 hours, eleven of whom had to be evacuated from their capsules in mid-air, while two were hospitalized. Meanwhile, retailers around the Flyer have also been reporting dismal business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We believe we can turn things around,” said Hotel 69 general manager Mr. Loke Sap Kao. “We think the Singapore Flyer can be repurposed into something more unique and attractive.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to Mr. Loke, Hotel 69 is preparing a bid proposal for the Singapore Tourism Board and Romancing Singapore Campaign about converting the ferris wheel into a short stay capsule hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“It’ll be fantastic,” said Mr. Loke. “Imagine having a ‘do’ with a view. Whether you prefer man on top, or woman on top, both of you will be on top of the world! Or at least Marina.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“And if the wheel stalls as usual,” he beamed, “Hwah! Lagi shiok! And can charge extra and no one will complain!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each capsule will be outfitted with suitable accessories, and some will even be themed for those craving more ‘imaginative’ outings. “Some capsules will have jacuzzis, while others can be made to resemble a first class cabin, for those who want to indulge in a Mile High Club fantasy,” said Mr. Loke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Loke envisages that the repurposed Flyer will also attract the burgeoning sex party crowd in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We also think we’ll attract many high rollers who’ll be coming to the Marina IR,” he added. “We can offer literally the highest roll in the world.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Loke refused to confirm or deny the rumour that if Hotel 69 takes over the Singapore Flyer, it will be renamed the ‘Singapore F**ker’.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, some entrepreneurs, hearing of the proposed Singapore F**ker plan, are now considering reviving the DHL Balloon. “We can charge extra for customers who want high-powered binoculars to peek into the Singapore F**ker,” said Mr. Lau Ter Koh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7226210114532600337?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7226210114532600337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7226210114532600337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7226210114532600337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7226210114532600337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/this-is-not-true-but-its-funny-too.html' title='This is not true but its funny too.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-949543271170707108</id><published>2009-01-15T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T01:37:45.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for once in two weeks i am going to sleep without an alarm clock to wake me up at 8, 9, 10 am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;project meeting's in school at 1. awesome for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: looking forward to dinner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-949543271170707108?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/949543271170707108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=949543271170707108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/949543271170707108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/949543271170707108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/for-once-in-two-weeks-i-am-going-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-1392010690749412695</id><published>2009-01-14T00:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T01:03:31.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horoscope</title><content type='html'>i dont believe in horoscopes, the first one someone read to me this year started off something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 will be an eventful year for you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH.  YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH. YOU WILL HAVE SEX AN AVERAGE OF 5.9 TIMES A MONTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this horoscope is good enough to bring me through 2009. no more horoscopes for me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1392010690749412695?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1392010690749412695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1392010690749412695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1392010690749412695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1392010690749412695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/horoscope.html' title='horoscope'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3885167774686365179</id><published>2009-01-14T00:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T00:57:06.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck projects lah hahahhahahahahahahhahahaha damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEVER TAKE TAXI TODAY. I NEVER TAKE TAXI TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL GREAT. I WILL NOT TAKE TAXI TOMORROW TOO. (I THINK).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3885167774686365179?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3885167774686365179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3885167774686365179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3885167774686365179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3885167774686365179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuc.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6207959787111458533</id><published>2009-01-12T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T01:20:40.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sorry my name's spelt keith chang a-s-s-h-o-l-e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont deserve this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6207959787111458533?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6207959787111458533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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enter gmid too ):</title><content type='html'>Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;why u so xiaoqi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;do you know how to go into GMID?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cos you say im stupid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;fuck you hahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;only smart people can enter gmid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;fuck you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;www.tp-elearning.edu.sg/gmid/elpoeptrams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cant sia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith wants to move now         who want work starhub tell me (: says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;of course lah elpoeptrams is smartpeople written backwards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;g&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;are you playing the fuck w me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;jesus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twitterpatted says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;KEITH GO FUCK YOURSELF OMG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry grace i know you'll see this but seriously, i just couldn't help it ): HAHAHHAHAA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4391137958457320199?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4391137958457320199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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fuckingtaxi</title><content type='html'>fucking hell from the time i wrote the last post 8 janurary 2009, till now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've taken a total of 4 taxis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cab to school&lt;br /&gt;1 cab to downtown east&lt;br /&gt;1 cab from aljunied mrt home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 FUCKING CAB FROM 2 BUS STOPS AWAY FROM MY HOUSE HOME, JUST BECAUSE I COULDNT BE BOTHERED TO WALK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omfg this has got to stop, period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$$$ is flying away and its no, no joke at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8743833367517633861?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2247277951614569830</id><published>2009-01-08T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:19:50.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calcutta taxi taxi,</title><content type='html'>i just did a count and i realised i've spent an average of 12 dollars a day on taxi. that's 300+ a month. enough to own a car. fuck it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to school again today. going to sleep now, cos i'm not cabbing to school tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2247277951614569830?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2247277951614569830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>pauses</title><content type='html'>i paused at this webpage, not knowing whether or not i should continue typing, or what i should type. decided to go ahead, just so that you guys know i'm still alive, not dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now life's really, really, really, busy. and i mean it. no joke kind of busy. everyday's spent projecting, but somehow i squeeze in time for friends, and games as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not to mention you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah guess what. i said you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bet you're smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i guess,we've got to talk, it cant go on this way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2757997992155842004?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2757997992155842004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2757997992155842004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2757997992155842004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2757997992155842004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2009/01/pauses.html' title='pauses'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5940009797230887007</id><published>2009-01-01T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T00:00:18.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whoa whoa whoa1</title><content type='html'>haven't really blogged for ages, but yeah, its 2009 now. nothing's really seemed to change, maybe the change's inside me. anyway guess what, i'm going to DHS homecoming tomorrow, on the original old campus. with the many people i know, but of course, i know there'll be people who'd rather not see me there, but what the heck , its a classic. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, the past few days were busy as hell, last week of work trying to hit sales targets, and christmas, new year, everything together. guess we all did our best, there were quarrels, fights, and what not during that period of time, but its 2009, and i guess everything's going to change soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next 3 weeks or so, are gonna be real hectic, if you have faithfully read my writing till here, i applaud your peserverence. project after project, submission after submission, presentations after my birthday chalet, and what not. its going to be a crazy time, and i dont know how much effort i can put into my job cos during this period of time, work comes first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so as for now, i'm going to sleep, waking up to take the bu 158 again, a bus i havent sat in 3 years. what a day. its 11.59, goodbye first day of 2009, welcome, salvation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR ALL THOSE WHO THINK THEY ARE MY FRIENDS, YOU'RE INVITED TO MY BIRTHDAY, 19TH JANURARY AT SOME CHALET (AS FOR NOW I DONT KNOW WHERE IT IS, BUT DO ASK ME SOON)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7901393276504850050</id><published>2008-12-29T02:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T02:18:44.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>breakfast and virgins</title><content type='html'>No breakfast, earlier sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOKYO, JAPAN - THERE are many theories on the links between food and sex, but Japanese researchers have came up with a new finding - young people who skip breakfast tend to lose their virginity earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a study of 3,000 people, those who did not regularly eat breakfast when in their early teens said they lost their virginity at an average age of 17.5, versus an overall average of age 19 for all Japanese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who had a morning meal when they were younger, the average age of having the first sexual experience was 19.4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The study, backed by Japan's health ministry, was aimed at finding ways to curb unwanted pregnancies. It concluded that a stable home life discouraged early sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Those unhappy with their parents - such as for not preparing breakfast - may tend to find a way to release their frustration by having sex,' said Kunio Kitamura, head of the Japan Family Planning Association who led the research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'If children don't feel comfortable in their family environment, they tend to go out,' he told AFP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Additionally, young people who start having sex early tend to miss breakfast because they return home late, he said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Japan has one of the world's lowest birthrates as more young people put off starting families, finding them a burden on their careers or lifestyles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The survey also found that nearly 40 per cent of married couples had not had sex in more than a month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respondents said they were too tired because of work or found sex to be a pain, according to the study. -- AFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf is wrong with the japanese.. what kind of theory is that, i dont eat breakfast!!!!! T__T at least, not often. so my age should be 18.5 right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7901393276504850050?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7901393276504850050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7901393276504850050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7901393276504850050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7901393276504850050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/breakfast-and-virgins.html' title='breakfast and virgins'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7152359464084896491</id><published>2008-12-29T01:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T01:19:21.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APPAREL ALOUDDDDDDDD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://apparelaloud.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i359.photobucket.com/albums/oo33/apparelaloud/Links/keithchang4.jpg" alt="Are you itching to shop?" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHECK THIS OUT MAN ITS WAY COOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7152359464084896491?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7152359464084896491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7152359464084896491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7152359464084896491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7152359464084896491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/apparel-aloudddddddd.html' title='APPAREL ALOUDDDDDDDD'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i359.photobucket.com/albums/oo33/apparelaloud/Links/th_keithchang4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8331316017438521283</id><published>2008-12-22T23:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T00:04:31.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>transformers.</title><content type='html'>So someone sent me this email, and yeah. I know what type of girlfriend to find already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she must look like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MSF83QI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pkYRikvn6C4/s1600-h/gf23.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MSF83QI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pkYRikvn6C4/s400/gf23.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642309571992834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1hgHWHGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MveRhVVBIEI/s1600-h/gf1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1hgHWHGI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/MveRhVVBIEI/s400/gf1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282640475089935458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classic sunglasses shot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1h8Ay-oI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ufivz6r9s8k/s1600-h/gf2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1h8Ay-oI/AAAAAAAAAmY/ufivz6r9s8k/s400/gf2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282640482578659970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk that time must be abit twittish, pose for photos must be like every photo is a neoprint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1iHrSAoI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4bBA7ll0MNU/s1600-h/gf3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1iHrSAoI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4bBA7ll0MNU/s400/gf3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282640485709644418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUEEN YOU SEE SHE'S FUCKING WEARING A TIARA. WHERE'S YOURS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1ilLDRqI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nV05B5rPpy0/s1600-h/gf5.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1ilLDRqI/AAAAAAAAAmw/nV05B5rPpy0/s400/gf5.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282640493627524770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;definitely hot stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then one day I found a picture in her house cupboard (as the email said....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2CrSLjII/AAAAAAAAAm4/a-mVf71LJdw/s1600-h/gf7.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 290px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2CrSLjII/AAAAAAAAAm4/a-mVf71LJdw/s400/gf7.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641045023853698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was wondering who the hell that was....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her mother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandmother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sister?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2CgfQqWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/wllN3sjHur8/s1600-h/gf8.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 362px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2CgfQqWI/AAAAAAAAAnA/wllN3sjHur8/s400/gf8.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641042125924706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAID?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it dawned on me and I realised that it.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was her.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 10 step transformation process&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2C7u5tHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5Tpdrjq36Hg/s1600-h/gf9.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2C7u5tHI/AAAAAAAAAnI/5Tpdrjq36Hg/s400/gf9.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641049439286386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting... (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wtf man look like mister bean..&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2DQ8swSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tRvtnOYqpho/s1600-h/gf11.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2DQ8swSI/AAAAAAAAAnY/tRvtnOYqpho/s400/gf11.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641055134302498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash face clean clean shave off moustache and other stuff...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(if you realise eyes are nicer, that's at the next part)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2C6DHQYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2_TJA6_ShkA/s1600-h/gf10.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-2C6DHQYI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/2_TJA6_ShkA/s400/gf10.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641048987189634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She put some contact lenses that make her eye pupils bigger...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the double eyelid tape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-25nLipBI/AAAAAAAAAoI/f91ldehR9Yo/s1600-h/gf12.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-25nLipBI/AAAAAAAAAoI/f91ldehR9Yo/s400/gf12.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641988815070226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then put foundation or whatever that cream is called. Email said to put abit at the cheeks to make the face look slimmer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-254V9D6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VPVvmfT5UMQ/s1600-h/gf13.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-254V9D6I/AAAAAAAAAoQ/VPVvmfT5UMQ/s400/gf13.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641993422147490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH KNN REALLY WORKS LEH. SLIMMER FACE INSTANTLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-26QmmkpI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sJ8CDJhHVw0/s1600-h/gf14.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-26QmmkpI/AAAAAAAAAoY/sJ8CDJhHVw0/s400/gf14.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282641999934427794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-26oq6nUI/AAAAAAAAAog/cD48e4bGeN0/s1600-h/gf15.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-26oq6nUI/AAAAAAAAAog/cD48e4bGeN0/s400/gf15.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642006394969410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put fake eyelashes... Draw mascara... (i think i spelt it wrongly, who cares)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-261UJQaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Gc62XUxE4eg/s1600-h/gf16.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-261UJQaI/AAAAAAAAAoo/Gc62XUxE4eg/s400/gf16.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642009789120930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3LygT8aI/AAAAAAAAAow/nu4EOyKUWCo/s1600-h/gf19.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3LygT8aI/AAAAAAAAAow/nu4EOyKUWCo/s400/gf19.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642301092622754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MDydbGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/JLT37ioIZA8/s1600-h/gf20.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MDydbGI/AAAAAAAAAo4/JLT37ioIZA8/s400/gf20.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642305732144226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now put some color near the eyes and cheeks area with these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MIgcbFI/AAAAAAAAApI/1G2ZXXvnrrA/s1600-h/gf22.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MIgcbFI/AAAAAAAAApI/1G2ZXXvnrrA/s400/gf22.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642306998758482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Draw eyeliner. i think that's eyeliner... the thing at the top of the eye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MAg2HcI/AAAAAAAAApA/OFMWA2U34So/s1600-h/gf21.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MAg2HcI/AAAAAAAAApA/OFMWA2U34So/s400/gf21.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282642304852958658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huat.. Face transformation complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1iAoJbgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EMDnTF46tm8/s1600-h/gf4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-1iAoJbgI/AAAAAAAAAmo/EMDnTF46tm8/s400/gf4.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282640483817451010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Style abit of hair... settled...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOLY COW HAHAHAH HOLY COW HOLY COW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next time know where to spot potential girlfriend already right guys?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8331316017438521283?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8331316017438521283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8331316017438521283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8331316017438521283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8331316017438521283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/transformers.html' title='transformers.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SU-3MSF83QI/AAAAAAAAApQ/pkYRikvn6C4/s72-c/gf23.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-4592101579967749221</id><published>2008-12-22T01:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T02:01:13.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith Chang</title><content type='html'>"i once thought guys who had blogs were gay, until i met a guy who told me he had no lj. (get the pun?)" - Keith Chang 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be a fish shop owner when i grow up. but i know i'll just end up buying all the fish i like, and go broke because they are fish i like, not fish people like. damn ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4592101579967749221?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4592101579967749221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=4592101579967749221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4592101579967749221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4592101579967749221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/keith-chang.html' title='Keith Chang'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2016233056526735723</id><published>2008-12-20T02:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T02:45:39.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it was just a lie</title><content type='html'>so, when im serious you people laugh at me, so sad right. i really grow up already. gained bout 0.5cm and 3kg. really! i gained weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever it is, holidays are infested with my job, no time for much. but happy as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah. dont really know what to say about my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my cash. now. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2016233056526735723?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2016233056526735723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2016233056526735723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2016233056526735723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2016233056526735723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/it-was-just-lie.html' title='it was just a lie'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2568654080570134867</id><published>2008-12-16T23:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:15:48.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and i didnt know too</title><content type='html'>junmin said today, keith you've changed and i'm proud of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she said i've become more serious, less of a joker, more mature than before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is that true? i dont really know, maybe i've grown up in these 2 years after leaving secondary school. i look back at some things i did, proud that i once had the balls to do those stuff, not proud of the stuff. but still, i feel that studying in dhs was, an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wonder what would have happened if i went into a neighbourhood school, i'd probably lose out alot on the "friends" part of my life. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. what random rantings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this blog is becoming a space for my thoughts, not a space for my life stories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sgsn i didnt know how much i missed you. how much i've missed in the time we've been apart. dont think you'll see this but yeah, you're always close to heart. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to see you soon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2568654080570134867?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2568654080570134867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2568654080570134867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2568654080570134867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2568654080570134867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/and-i-didnt-know-too.html' title='and i didnt know too'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5663896319298027688</id><published>2008-12-11T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T19:09:39.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i will remember you</title><content type='html'>An Atheist Professor of Philosophy was speaking to his Class on the Problem Science has&lt;br /&gt;with GOD, the ALMIGHTY. He asked one of his New Christian Students to stand and . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : You are a Christian, aren't you, son ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So, you Believe in GOD ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Absolutely, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is GOD Good ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sure.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is GOD ALL - POWERFUL ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : My Brother died of Cancer even though he Prayed to GOD to Heal him.&lt;br /&gt;Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill.&lt;br /&gt;But GOD didn't. How is this GOD good then? Hmm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student was silent )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : You can't answer, can you ? Let's start again, Young Fella.&lt;br /&gt;Is GOD Good?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is Satan good ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Where does Satan come from ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : From . . . GOD . . .&lt;br /&gt;Professor : That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this World?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Evil is everywhere, isn't it ? And GOD did make everything. Correct?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So who created evil ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student did not answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Is there Sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness?&lt;br /&gt;All these terrible things exist in the World, don't they?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So, who Created them ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Student had no answer)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Science says you have 5 Senses you use to Identify and Observe&lt;br /&gt;the World around you.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, son . . . Have you ever Seen GOD?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Tell us if you have ever Heard your GOD?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No , sir.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Have you ever Felt your GOD, Tasted your GOD, Smelt your GOD?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had any Sensory Perception of GOD for that matter?&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yet you still Believe in HIM?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : According to Empirical, Testable, Demonstrable Protocol,&lt;br /&gt;Science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that, son?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Nothing. I only have my Faith.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes,Faith. And that is the Problem Science has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Professor, is there such a thing as Heat?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student : And is there such a thing as Cold?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Student : No, sir. There isn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Lecture Theatre became very quiet with this turn of events )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you can have Lots of Heat, even More Heat, Superheat, Mega&lt;br /&gt;Heat, White Heat,&lt;br /&gt;a Little Heat or No Heat.&lt;br /&gt;But we don't have anything called Cold.&lt;br /&gt;We can hit 458 Degrees below Zero which is No Heat, but we can't go&lt;br /&gt;any further after that.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such thing as Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Cold is only a Word we use to describe the Absence of Heat.&lt;br /&gt;We cannot Measure Cold.&lt;br /&gt;Heat is Energy.&lt;br /&gt;Cold is Not the Opposite of Heat, sir, just the Absence of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There was Pin-Drop Silence in the Lecture Theatre )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : What about Darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as Darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Yes. What is Night if there isn't Darkness?&lt;br /&gt;Student : You're wrong again, sir.&lt;br /&gt;Darkness is the Absence of Something&lt;br /&gt;You can have Low Light, Normal Light, Bright Light, Flashing Light . . .&lt;br /&gt;But if you have No Light constantly, you have nothing and its called&lt;br /&gt;Darkness, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;In reality, Darkness isn't.&lt;br /&gt;If it is, were you would be able to make Darkness Darker, wouldn't you?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : So what is the point you are making, Young Man ?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, my point is your Philosophical Premise is flawed.&lt;br /&gt;Professor : Flawed ? Can you explain how?&lt;br /&gt;Student : Sir, you are working on the Premise of Duality.&lt;br /&gt;You argue there is Life and then there is Death, a Good GOD&lt;br /&gt;and a Bad GOD.&lt;br /&gt;You are viewing the Concept of GOD as something finite, something&lt;br /&gt;we can measure.&lt;br /&gt;Sir, Science can't even explain a Thought.&lt;br /&gt;It uses Electricity and Magnetism, but has never seen, much less fully&lt;br /&gt;understood either one.&lt;br /&gt;To view Death as the Opposite of Life is to be ignorant of the fact that&lt;br /&gt;Death cannot exist as a Substantive Thing.&lt;br /&gt;Death is Not the Opposite of Life: just the Absence of it&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me, Professor, do you teach your Students that they evolved&lt;br /&gt;from a Monkey?&lt;br /&gt;Professor : If you are referring to the Natural Evolutionary Process, yes, of&lt;br /&gt;course, I do.&lt;br /&gt;Student : Have you ever observed Evolution with your own eyes, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Professor shook his head with a Smile, beginning to realize where the Argument was going )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Since no one has ever observed the Process of Evolution at work and&lt;br /&gt;Cannot even prove that this Process is an On-Going Endeavor,&lt;br /&gt;Are you not teaching your Opinion, sir?&lt;br /&gt;Are you not a Scientist but a Preacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Class was in Uproar )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone in the Class who has ever seen the Professor's Brain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Class broke out into Laughter )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student : Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's Brain,&lt;br /&gt;Felt it, touched or Smelt it? . . .&lt;br /&gt;No one appears to have done so.&lt;br /&gt;So, according to the Established Rules of Empirical, Stable,&lt;br /&gt;Demonstrable Protocol,&lt;br /&gt;Science says that You have No Brain, sir.&lt;br /&gt;With all due respect, sir, how do we then Trust your Lectures, sir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The Room was Silent. The Professor stared at the Student, his face unfathomable)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor : I guess you'll have to take them on Faith, son.&lt;br /&gt;Student : That is it sir . . . Exactly !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i took away the last 2 sentence cause i think theres no use to say it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;well, the sentence in red wasn't written by me. but i ripped this off someone's blog. www.lynnlyre.blogspot&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="border-style: none solid none none; border-color: -moz-use-text-color rgb(248, 248, 248) -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color; border-width: medium 1px medium medium; padding: 0in 0.31in 0in 0in;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;i dont know what the last 2 sentences are, but i've just got a feeling they dont apply to me too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5663896319298027688?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5663896319298027688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5663896319298027688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5663896319298027688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5663896319298027688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-will-remember-you.html' title='i will remember you'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5068548242710146039</id><published>2008-12-11T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:44:33.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we could be alone</title><content type='html'>once i asked myself "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;chao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;chee&lt;/span&gt; bye &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;keith&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;chang&lt;/span&gt;, when you going to study for tomorrow's paper"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the answer was "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tomororrow&lt;/span&gt;, cos the paper's only tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; learnt &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; by my way of life, never having regrets is one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not true, if a person could live life without regrets he'd be like a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which probably explains why &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;keith's&lt;/span&gt; like a god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;i'm&lt;/span&gt; good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so random what a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;blogpost&lt;/span&gt;. but i like being mysterious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5068548242710146039?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5068548242710146039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5068548242710146039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5068548242710146039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5068548242710146039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/we-could-be-alone.html' title='we could be alone'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8321786721286744939</id><published>2008-12-10T01:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T01:25:05.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>its what, 1.20am. im sitting infront of my com, disiaoing adam and chatting with dawn?. test tomorrow at 11am. havent studied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whoa screwed up man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a 2H gathering today, met many people whom i thought like whoa, probably never meet again. was awesome, to an extent, long time since i've laughed till i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yeah, some things change, some things dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everytime i type something here or tell you something i mean, you disappear from my life till the whole thing subsides.&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/7932045952833780396-8321786721286744939?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8321786721286744939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8321786721286744939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8321786721286744939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8321786721286744939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-what-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3079717191064102172</id><published>2008-12-04T11:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T11:18:17.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>missed these times.</title><content type='html'>sitting infront of my computer talking to you properly for once in probably the past 1-2 mths, i dont wanna leave my seat. damn but i'm supposed to have left long ago for vivo city. shall cab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3079717191064102172?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3079717191064102172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3079717191064102172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3079717191064102172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3079717191064102172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/missed-these-times.html' title='missed these times.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2890447714779746350</id><published>2008-12-04T10:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T10:54:15.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so freaking busy, so freaking lazy</title><content type='html'>so many things to do yet i just spent the last 1 hour or so slacking my balls away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;s&gt;will&lt;/s&gt; may blog about the batam trip soon. after this crazily busy period is over. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile. cya people i'm going on a hiatus. exams, projects, work, birthdays. what the fuck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2890447714779746350?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2890447714779746350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2890447714779746350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2890447714779746350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2890447714779746350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-freaking-busy-so-freaking-lazy.html' title='so freaking busy, so freaking lazy'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3415759430762549309</id><published>2008-12-02T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:48:05.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you look like an angel</title><content type='html'>someone made me laugh today by asking me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"how was bintam?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's batam, and bintan! BUT NO, NO BINTAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall talk about the trip some other time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3415759430762549309?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3415759430762549309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3415759430762549309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3415759430762549309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3415759430762549309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/12/if-you-look-like-angel.html' title='if you look like an angel'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3710421267338944985</id><published>2008-11-29T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T00:22:56.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'>off to batam</title><content type='html'>first proper post in days, because well, hardly anything these days has happened notable to be blogged about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, going off to batam in about, 10 hours. got NO IDEA what i'll be doing there, NO IDEA what its like. but still, i'm sure its going to be fun because the people there are going to be spending time with keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have already made the decision as we are staying in a 2 room apartment, grace and boyfriend will sleep in a room (doh), keith and kiat (aww so sweet) and ze will take the living room sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this will be if everything goes smoothly, unless ze decides to bring a prostitute back to the hotel, and in case of this i have already prepared some &lt;s&gt;expired&lt;/s&gt; condoms for him to use. then he can kill two birds with one stone, have sex, get a woman pregnant, get married and have a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay my bad that was 3 birds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i spent about 100 bucks on stuff for my bed, and my sister's bed. apparently nicole chang min is going to move in to my place to stay for a month, and i'm supposed to get ready a computer for her. will be fun with another soul in this empty house and she's planning to redesign the place. good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;projects are due soon, and will be freaking, freaking, freaking busy. term tests are around the corner, 4 tests to study for and i've hardly been to a lecture. stressed cos i promised a's this semester. wont let anyone down. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the meantime, i'm off to crash on my new bed sheets and hug my new bolster to sleep. as for the rest of you, do take care. shall not list names, incase i miss out anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, my fish are going to go hungry for days again. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3710421267338944985?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3710421267338944985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3710421267338944985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3710421267338944985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3710421267338944985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/off-to-batam.html' title='off to batam'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8729896647234351118</id><published>2008-11-27T23:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:45:33.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WORK IS GOOD. GOOD TO KILL TIME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going batam in a few days. dont miss me people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8729896647234351118?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8729896647234351118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8729896647234351118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8729896647234351118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8729896647234351118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-is-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2885384021528692084</id><published>2008-11-27T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T00:13:15.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmyfuckingchickenmcnugget</title><content type='html'>what the fuck is going wrong in my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERMAINE STOP TWOTIMING ME ): LOOOOOOOOOOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its an open secret!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2885384021528692084?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2885384021528692084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2885384021528692084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2885384021528692084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2885384021528692084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/ohmyfuckingchickenmcnugget.html' title='ohmyfuckingchickenmcnugget'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2219481738000169019</id><published>2008-11-26T12:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T23:22:43.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so random</title><content type='html'>yet another random post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you were sick today. get well soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2219481738000169019?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2219481738000169019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2219481738000169019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2219481738000169019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2219481738000169019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/so-random.html' title='so random'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-4667891965767936882</id><published>2008-11-26T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T00:57:00.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>why so sour?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4667891965767936882?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4667891965767936882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=4667891965767936882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4667891965767936882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4667891965767936882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/why-so-sour.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7168026906258111846</id><published>2008-11-25T01:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:39:48.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wtf grace wong!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS MAY BE A LITTLE SLOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:210%;" &gt;BUT WHAT THE FUCK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRACE WONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;WHERE DID YOUR BLOG GO TO??!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7168026906258111846?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7168026906258111846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7168026906258111846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7168026906258111846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7168026906258111846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/wtf-grace-wong.html' title='wtf grace wong!'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6949851059516486444</id><published>2008-11-25T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:08:51.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy</title><content type='html'>what the freak its 1am and i just remembered i got school tomorrow at 9am -.- FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's crazy all of a sudden 300 smses in 3 days. what's going to become of this. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what am i saying?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6949851059516486444?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6949851059516486444/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>alchol infused</title><content type='html'>was supposed to do sales at work but spent my night being an alcohol infused boy together with the girl i love as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;long as a yellow banana&lt;/span&gt; on the steps of her house and eating carrot cake at the bedok 85 hawker centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. what bad influence keith is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;long island is almost as bad as E33, just a little better (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote : i should seriously stop drinking man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cya soon, girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-1490295313792586618</id><published>2008-11-23T02:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:32:23.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TONIGHT I'VE FALLEN AND I CAN'T GET UP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I NEED YOUR LOVING HANDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TO COME AND PICK ME UP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND EVERYNIGHT I MISS YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I CAN JUST LOOK UP,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND KNOW THE STARS ARE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLDIN' YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLDIN' YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLDIN' YOU TONIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just addicted to this song, no special reason -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tonight - FM Static&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1490295313792586618?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1490295313792586618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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Ring.</title><content type='html'>RING. RING. RING RING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh frk shit, my automatic alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was half asleep today when 9am i hear the candy mountain song(my ringtone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sidenote: for those of you who dont know what's the candy mountain song yet, here's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the video of it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuwY8U1AY7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DuwY8U1AY7k&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay to watch the whole thing, go to youtube and search charlie the unicorn. its bloody irritating, but addictive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes, as i was saying, that's my ringtone. screwed up i know, but every morning without fail i will be recieving calls from potential customers, previous customers and current customers with regard to cable tv, and maxonline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;retarded, seriously. they think they can call me at working hours on a saturday morning and expect me to be awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remember there was once i woke up and the first thing i said to the person over the whole was "chao chee bye". thank god he was a nice and understand guy because the next word that came out after that was "fuck".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw it man one morning i'm going to divert all my calls to someone's phone. then i'll be able to sleep in peace for that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god i forgot i receive smses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHARLIE. HEY CHARLIE WAKE UP. YOU SERIOUS SLEEPY HEAD, WAKE UP!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if you've watched charlie the unicorn as i reccomended above, that's my sms tone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4659225054936312180?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4659225054936312180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=4659225054936312180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4659225054936312180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4659225054936312180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/ring-ring.html' title='Ring, Ring.'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-905506119971292217</id><published>2008-11-22T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T00:33:08.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>these days have been seriously hectic with the overwhelming increase in number of phone calls and what not. played overnight mahjong at leland's place yesterday, so only caught two hours of sleep to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated Caixiang's birthday one week in advance, first time I spent so much on someone's birthday (Caixiang you better be glad). On the whole it was seriously a great experience, I guess, more of a class bonding activity. Weekiat's singing has improved while I somehow still cant hear myself sing when I hold the mike, maybe its my good fortune.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear my phone bill this month's going sky high, but just cant push stuff to my team members to do yet, gotta take things slow at this point in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont know what else to say. drank E-Thirty-Three E33 with weekiat. it was awesome. not the taste, the aftereffects.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-905506119971292217?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/905506119971292217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>Keith's first own S$1000             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;2 + 2 + 2 + 3 + 2 + 2 + 8 + 2 + 2 + 2 + 1 + 6 + 7 + 2 + 2 +1+2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith's first own S$1000             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;thats the number of fishes i have at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith's first own S$1000             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gg fishified!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5112570661782722850?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8115319502953100278</id><published>2008-11-18T09:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T09:14:29.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i fucking hate dragging myself up 7am in the morning and coming to school for 2 hours of lesson -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8115319502953100278?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8115319502953100278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8115319502953100278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8115319502953100278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8115319502953100278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-fucking-hate-dragging-myself-up-7am.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-739097600813929715</id><published>2008-11-18T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:17:50.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work today was satisfiying. 11 team sales, but dont know how many will make it through. shall try push more through for this month, want my people to get more pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheongchanglichang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keithchangcheongjunjie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf these two names just made me laugh at the screen like some retard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good job at work today ppl (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-739097600813929715?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/739097600813929715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=739097600813929715' title='0 Comments'/><link 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even want to go bathe. fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its a matter of getting wet, or being late. i'll stick to the latter, though its not part of my custom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been drinking loads of yakult these days. because they are easy to drink. and that's probably about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's two other things besides yakult in my house i can drink, the first being obviously, water, and the second being other drinks like milo, honey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ITS TOO TROUBLESOME TO MAKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keith is a lazy pig, for those who dont know. but if you dont know that fact i think you'll be reading this dump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEITH IS A LAZY PIG. i repeat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then again, i'm freaking hungry at the moment and i realised that i have two choices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. big packet of bbq flavored lays potato chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. vegetable won tons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2nd is obviously a freakingly retarded choice, like whatthefuck vegetable won tons. oh not to mention that they are CELERY flavored and i have detested the taste+smell of celery ever since man walked the earth without dinosaurs beside them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was left with the first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt eat them, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because im too lazy to find a rubber band, tie up the packet with a rubber band and put it into the fridge after i've eaten like half of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just seems like too much of a chore when i can sit here, not moving anypart of my body besides the fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, KEITH IS A LAZY PIG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit i ended up eating the whole packet of chips. cos i knew i could finish it. -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8537403416355491792?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8537403416355491792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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hentai"</title><content type='html'>[Aero Subs] ze           back from bintan! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;keith i teach u the most important word of japanese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Aero Subs] Dominic` How much is that zachary in the window? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Aero Subs] Dominic` How much is that zachary in the window? says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ZE BAKA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith is back at home/             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;the most important word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith is back at home/             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith is back at home/             who want work starhub tell me. free and easy, good pay. says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;sushi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Aero Subs] ze           back from bintan! says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it's called hentai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game Over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-9145251825314234782?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/9145251825314234782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=9145251825314234782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9145251825314234782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/9145251825314234782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-called-hentai.html' title='&quot;its called hentai&quot;'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8694269693911893205</id><published>2008-11-15T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T00:01:29.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the pirate ship</title><content type='html'>slept at the pirate ship for the past 2 days, havent stepped much into home besides to take a starhub shirt, bathe and change, and step out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, i read chermaine's blog recently and found myself engrossed in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was written like a letter to her from her boyfriend apologizing for something he had done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read the first 5 lines, believing every single word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i fucking realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS THE ONE WHO TYPED IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 months ago -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here's the post again, revived for you guys to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a formal public apology to girlfriend/stead Chermaine Koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Chermaine. I'm sorry that I've been a lousy boyfriend. The readers may be asking why? And I'm more than willing to explain to them the reason so as to make you happy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 16 February 2008, 9.40 pm. I unintentionally "bluffed" you that I was going to pay you a visit at your house. Block 99, 16th floor opposite SAC. I thought you would not have believed me when I said those crucial three words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What three words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm coming now"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon hearing those words, you typed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eh go to the play ground! You want food or not?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received that SMS, I was shocked. I had never expected you to believe me so easily. Thus I quickly replied, telling you that I was joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, I was a second too late. You had put food on a plate for me. Following which you told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I WANT PUBLIC APOLOGY ON YOUR BLOG"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well since you are my girlfriend, of course making you happy is my number one priority. So I am here writing this public apology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deeply regret my actions, and I assure you that the next time I tell you I am going to your house, I will really be there. If I ever lie to you again, all my hair will fall off. I swear that I will take time to know you better so I can understand you more, and I hope you will too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, regardless of how innocently stupid you are to believe me so easily, or how demanding you are for asking for this apology, or even how sexy your legs are when you wear stockings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/1147/chermslegmf1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Even though I never really liked stockings, but I must accept you for who you are.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to say is that I truly deeply madly crazily feverently intensely etc, love you. With all my heart, all my fart, and all my bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know, you love me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a class="snap_shots" href="http://imageshack.us/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image Hosted by ImageShack.us" src="http://img98.imageshack.us/img98/3060/chermlovemeex0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I humbly seek your forgiveness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big people got big bright right? I think that's what they call it in chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely&lt;br /&gt;Apologetically&lt;br /&gt;Faithfully&lt;br /&gt;Wholeheartedly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last but not least,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ots &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;f &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;ove (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;), Keith Chang Jun Jie. 17 Feburary, 11.42am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;KEITH FUNNY SIA! FYI IM NOT HIS GIRLFRIEND. IT'S ALL BULLSHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last line above was typed by her. doh -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8694269693911893205?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8694269693911893205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8694269693911893205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8694269693911893205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8694269693911893205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/pirate-ship.html' title='the pirate ship'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8708516462115232107</id><published>2008-11-14T14:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T14:03:41.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i hugged my queen to sleep. wtf.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8708516462115232107?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8708516462115232107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8708516462115232107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8708516462115232107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8708516462115232107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-hugged-my-queen-to-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-669356926032305394</id><published>2008-11-12T11:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:10:14.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wonder who reads this dump of a blog, with me updating so randomly and at such random timings, with such random topics used as a guideline for my posts. but nevertheless, its 11.03. some fucking customer called me at 8am, 9am, and 10am asking me about shit. and that's why i'm here awake, with nothing to do. couldn't get myself to go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so work has been coming along quite okay these days, i guess. life's normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's about all you need to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, yet another boring post. LOLOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-669356926032305394?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/669356926032305394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=669356926032305394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/669356926032305394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/669356926032305394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/wonder-who-reads-this-dump-of-blog-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7398358708017973458</id><published>2008-11-07T00:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T00:27:58.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a quotable quote</title><content type='html'>quotable quotes by some great guy called keith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work aint the best thing in life as it means less time to spend with girls, and that working everyday is no life, but i'm working, because no money means no girls. No girls mean no life. So less time to spend with girls is better than no girls to spend time with at all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my aim of $10,000.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7398358708017973458?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7398358708017973458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7398358708017973458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7398358708017973458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7398358708017973458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/quotable-quote.html' title='a quotable quote'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-267434954818400817</id><published>2008-11-05T23:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:12:23.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>leland and marcus think having a blog is gay. LOL. like i care. at least people i dont have time to talk to can get a piece of my life from here, when i update, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dont really know what to type here, too busy to think, too many things to do. if i go on another hiatus dont blame me yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again i'm at this point in time where i've got too much to say, but dont know how to phrase it, regardless of how well i can command the lousy english language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im falling and die, i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SRHFl6i18_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/RzKlt_d06Gk/s1600-h/chariot+and+emili.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SRHFl6i18_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/RzKlt_d06Gk/s400/chariot+and+emili.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265206694534050802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chariot and emili at god knows where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a picture to do Chariot some justice, she aint no aunty. and best of all, she's currently single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90% available to girls, 10% to guys, (only if you're a hot guy)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-267434954818400817?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/267434954818400817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=267434954818400817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/267434954818400817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/267434954818400817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/leland-and-marcus-think-having-blog-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SRHFl6i18_I/AAAAAAAAAe8/RzKlt_d06Gk/s72-c/chariot+and+emili.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5524501532454580896</id><published>2008-11-01T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T22:28:11.477+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;by the request of the 3 starhub girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlYktS6iI/AAAAAAAAAes/1f2AM4Z2vpE/s1600-h/Image267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlYktS6iI/AAAAAAAAAes/1f2AM4Z2vpE/s400/Image267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693537334192674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this one look damn emo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlYPAX2EI/AAAAAAAAAek/_cQSYuOvMo4/s1600-h/Image270.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlYPAX2EI/AAAAAAAAAek/_cQSYuOvMo4/s400/Image270.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693531508627522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one with leggings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlXwr6alI/AAAAAAAAAec/L9aRM36cfJs/s1600-h/Image269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlXwr6alI/AAAAAAAAAec/L9aRM36cfJs/s400/Image269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693523369749074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two with shorts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlXnp8fUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UuRtke51Veg/s1600-h/Image268.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlXnp8fUI/AAAAAAAAAeU/UuRtke51Veg/s400/Image268.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693520945577282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three, also with shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlZMJELII/AAAAAAAAAe0/K7Lan-MSBp8/s1600-h/Image263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlZMJELII/AAAAAAAAAe0/K7Lan-MSBp8/s400/Image263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263693547919649922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to the person who never fails to put a smile on my face in school, do cheer up chariot (: smile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you made my day, and broke it.  saying that i think too much, that really hurt, could it be that you're thinking too little? sy, you know you;re important, very important. but i understand&lt;/span&gt;&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/7932045952833780396-5524501532454580896?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5524501532454580896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5524501532454580896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5524501532454580896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5524501532454580896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/11/by-request-of-3-starhub-girls-this-one.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQxlYktS6iI/AAAAAAAAAes/1f2AM4Z2vpE/s72-c/Image267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8304829221891483305</id><published>2008-10-30T23:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T23:13:06.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overnight Fishing</title><content type='html'>So kiat told me one day that he'd be going overnight fishing with three hot babes and another two guys, asked me to tag along. Was thinking, why not? Hot babes are always a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I didnt want to have any anticlimax, so I asked him to describe them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Cute&lt;br /&gt;2. Nice chest&lt;br /&gt;3. Average girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasnt a fan of nice chests, was never one, sumpah. But cute, well, okay, not my thing too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But better three than none, and anyway chak and alicia(some dhs girl i know from 2B) came along, so 5 guys and 4 girls, I THINK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER THE CASE IS, I'M LAZY TO TYPE SO MUCH, SO LET THE PICTURES DO THE TALKING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOEvu41JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dutbzGIequY/s1600-h/suvichak+fishing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOEvu41JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dutbzGIequY/s400/suvichak+fishing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964220487062674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chak with his first fish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOEZ5SE0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Sh21d1xQftE/s1600-h/Stonefish+and+keith.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOEZ5SE0I/AAAAAAAAAd8/Sh21d1xQftE/s400/Stonefish+and+keith.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964214625080130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two stonefish T__T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOE8kEW0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/uG_IIaYUbzs/s1600-h/two+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOE8kEW0I/AAAAAAAAAeM/uG_IIaYUbzs/s400/two+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964223931341634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my spotted fish and chak's tamban - tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOERnc4xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/s_gCMDk3O6E/s1600-h/s320x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 180px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOERnc4xI/AAAAAAAAAd0/s_gCMDk3O6E/s400/s320x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964212402807570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiat's three cute girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN4pjNUoI/AAAAAAAAAds/7CvBfcoX0YI/s1600-h/Pufferfish+small.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN4pjNUoI/AAAAAAAAAds/7CvBfcoX0YI/s400/Pufferfish+small.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964012669031042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puffer fish before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN4D53pKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/warn7oQ5_O0/s1600-h/Pufferfish+Blow.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN4D53pKI/AAAAAAAAAdk/warn7oQ5_O0/s400/Pufferfish+Blow.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964002563531938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;puffer fish after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3-CjZmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/djd9ZdAj9ZY/s1600-h/Keith+and+Kiat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3-CjZmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/djd9ZdAj9ZY/s400/Keith+and+Kiat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262964000989341282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random photo we did on someone's phone :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3wLmtfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CH4bKBh2Z9g/s1600-h/fire+starting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3wLmtfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/CH4bKBh2Z9g/s400/fire+starting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262963997269210610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;starting a fire (scouts man scouts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3pgEOFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xkYmp9WRD9w/s1600-h/bbq+fish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnN3pgEOFI/AAAAAAAAAdM/xkYmp9WRD9w/s400/bbq+fish.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262963995475982418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wild style bbq fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, long time since i've posted pictures. so hope you guys enjoyed! LOL cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8304829221891483305?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8304829221891483305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8304829221891483305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8304829221891483305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8304829221891483305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/overnight-fishing.html' title='Overnight Fishing'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SQnOEvu41JI/AAAAAAAAAeE/dutbzGIequY/s72-c/suvichak+fishing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-1189327673176874170</id><published>2008-10-29T23:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T23:24:33.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Halloween's around the corner and you know how much we all love slutty halloween costumes, especially guys. That's why the Playboy Bunny's around all year, Easter, Christmas, Halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a naughty nurse from a porno movie!" Oh my I'm sure you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Catwoman, tight suit!" I'm sensing some reaction from down under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, its universal truth that slutty halloween costumes top the list of costumes to be worn (in the case for females), and the way to achieve it is to combine three things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Sluttiness. (obviously, or else it wouldn't be a slutty costume)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Sexiness, sluttiness without sexiness, you're just a whore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Something different. A twist, something special, to make you stand out. (and hope you make things stand too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these three are the critical components of a halloween costume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How to know your costume sucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) no one looks at you. (you're probably dressed as a school girl, while you're in school)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) people laugh. (laughing is not a good thing, unless you're dressed as a clown, they are supposed to gape in awe, or kneel in honour.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) someone asks you "so what are you dressed as?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, the main point of halloween is actually obvious. 1, have fun, 2 hook up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your costumes hinder either of the above activities, then its obviously, not what you're meant to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, I KNOW SPONGEBOB IS CUTE. BUT HE IS RETARDEDLY BIG SIZED AND STUPID TO WEAR. YOU'LL PROBABLY DIE OF HEAT STROKE, IN A SPONGE UNDER THE SEA. WHAT IRONY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and obviously, after hooking up with someone, a spongebob costume will take you ages to get out of, and that, defeats the main purpose of halloween.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's why bunny ears and the Playboy bunny have always been favourites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was contemplating on what to wear for this year's halloween, various ideas popped into mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Scream. probably the easiest to wear, but no one would care, or recognize you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Slutty Pirate &gt;&gt; POTC was good in cinemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Slutty Snow White &gt;&gt; dont need no poison apple to give this one a kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Slutty Nun &gt;&gt; slightly offending to the real ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Slutty Santarina &gt;&gt; Chariot's choice, or rather our choice for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There, you've got my choice. I think we've got a winner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1189327673176874170?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1189327673176874170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1189327673176874170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1189327673176874170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1189327673176874170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-5200173795991710948</id><published>2008-10-26T01:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T01:10:35.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CHARLIIE HEY CHARLIIIE WAKE UP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a message tone which never fails to make me pick up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck charlie the unicorn. its addictive. youtube it, its better than most drugs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-5200173795991710948?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/5200173795991710948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=5200173795991710948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5200173795991710948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/5200173795991710948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/charliie-hey-charliiie-wake-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-4888440254281900121</id><published>2008-10-25T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T01:20:53.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>msia trip</title><content type='html'>people have been bugging me to blog about the malaysia trip, but hell, i dont really have the time to spare. so i'm just gonna rip the whole 6 day episode off chariot's blog and tadahhh (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sure she won't mind, she's such a nice wonderful person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MALAYSIA WAS FUCKING AWESOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day of departure&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whole bus were literally ours. bought dunhill red and i'm smoking like a chimney in seconds. good sign to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrived at genting around 4am, ate at marrybrown,played daidee,slacked and walked around with our baggages till check in time of 12plus. all dying to catch some sleep, we joined the beds and slept till 4 plus 5pm. after which we head down to kenny rogers for dinner. btw their half chicken looked like a quarter and uber disgusting sides. terrible first meal at high cost. went for pool after which and played till god knows when before we got back to the hotel room. played i've never and had loads of laugh.then we all fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up slightly stoned from a bad night sleep. had breakfast at KFC which tasted way better than the KFC here. bought tickets to unlimited theme rides. all chiong to the pirateship man. holy fuck. hooked my arms with dedric's and keith's for fear of falling.LOL.please don't underestimate the fucking pirate ship can. next we went on the cyclone and then the corkscrew.fucking awesome. emili and dedric were still shaken from the pirate ship experience so they just wait for us outside the queue. finally... SPACE SHOT! wah that's the fucking fucking sex i tell you. sat the pirateship again and went on the teacups.johan and keith went insane with the spinning. had to take a break and grab a bite after that. indoor roller coaster and bumper car with grace baby and keith. bumper car we girls got owned omfg. kena bullied by the guys. still it was helluva fun. went back for the outdoor theme park and dedric decided to go for the spaceshot.omg he's damn adorable when he was like showing a lot of reluctance.me and keith went up with him and keith made me promised tt it'll be the last time. apparently chariot's running on adrenaline and can't seem to hv a limit. promise was broken straight after descend, as dedric caught the thrill bug. so all in all, i've went on the cyclone twice or thrice, space shot thrice and pirateship twice followed by other miscellenous. had dinner at their food court. seafood on stone grill(: (: went back to the hotel to slack a while. then me, keith and dedric head back down for more entertainment. bought ticket for butterfly lovers at 1.30am.LOL.first midnight movie somemore. however we have to kill 2 hours before the movie starts. went to ride the indoor coasters again and bumper car repeatedly. seriously i can't drive for nuts and gotten own more than half the time. after the theme park close, we had another 1.5 hour to waste. went back to the hotel, change our footwear and head to the club for a drink. we 3 were so damn smart decided to walk outside instead, ended up climbing flights and flights of steps.omg.finally stepped into a club, bought drinks and taught the boys how to tie cherry knots. had loads of fun. the movie was uber cliche in canto somemore.wtf.after the movie, got back to the hotel. poor dedric slept on the floor, while me and keith joined those already in bed sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up, packed up and checked out. split into 2 cabs and made our way down to KL. when we reached our destination, johan emili and grce were already waiting for us there. walked a tideous journey to our hotel and checked in. head down to a nearby stall and had duck rice and ban mian. bought coke light and off we go to the nearest shopping center. there we split into 2 groups again to shop.Sungei Wang is crazy. i hyperventilate like several asthma attacks. 1st day and i had to borrow already. should have carried more. first turn on by tshirts ever. bought 2 and followed by a bag. after every purchase i had to take a smoke break. at the rate i'm spending, i'll be bankrupt in singapore. then me, emili and keith met up with the others for dinner. bathed and slacked in the hotel room after that before hitting the sack. apparently, we saw 3 beds instead of 2 double decked beds. so while the girls shared one bed, the guys took turns to share a bed with me. first night was johan and we all slept peacefully.yay.oh yes and we played several card games with uber killer forfeits&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dedric, emili and grace slept in while johan, keith and i head down for the breakfast buffet. nothing splendid aside for hotcakes, hotdogs, coco crunch and sunny side ups. took a walk down the street market and later back to swiss inn for some online addiction. paid 6rm to use 1 hour of internet okaayy?oh well used about half hour and log off. went back up to wake the sleepyheads and nua awhile. they go eat their brunch while we wash up and sleep somemore.afternoon, we split into 2 cabs once again to times square.made the right choice to ask keith along. he haggles damn well i tell you i can kowtow to him. once again i was in the slower taxi, dedric smoked 2 sticks already before we even arrived.tsk.anyway times square we split into 2 groups and go shopping. it's another fucking heaven. we 3 went into a shop and bought those tshirts with miniature superheroes/vilians.cute shit.i die also buy ironman for myself.was torn between gambit and ironman btw.anyhow, i wanted to get flash for the boyfriend but S was out of stock. so i have to think damn hard again and decided on greengoblin since it's smiles like him. once again out of stock. so was wolverine. damn. didn't get spiderman or venom because the boys bought them.thus, settled for joker!haha still as cute lahh.and we spotted the santarina dress and the boys said if i were to wear it later, how much it coast also will buy for me.hahaha.wtf.k loads of inside jokes.it's a crazy shopping trip and all 3 of us spent like nuts. the boys went to the gents and come back to find me buying 2 skirts alr.hahaha.lucky they can still help me make some decisions. 2 skirts, 2 tees, 1 bag and a cap later, met up with the girls and johan at 9pm for asam laksa and back to the hotel. got dressed up and time to hit the clubs. after some haggling, all 6 of us hopped into 1 cab and made our way to the nightspot.nightlife was a freaking bore.sunshine club has the wrong crowd. loft we couldn't get in and the barclub was alright, no cover charges and free drink for the ladies. played some drinking games and after we're done with the drinks, we left to check out other places. called back the same cabbie and he drove us to bangsar. but it looked so dead we decided to cab back to swiss inn instead.ad the funniest thing is everyone in the cab was on high tide omg.upon arrival we all dashed up to used the toilet except me i'm the fucking slowest because if i run sure cannot make it bladder will burst on the spot.LOL.suppose to get more drinks but half of us want to turn in already including me. after lying in bed for awhile, i gt up and went to pay homage to the porcelain god!hahaha.seriously asam laksa and alcohol don't mix for chariot. puking was good for me because after which i laid in bed and talked cock with keith, grace till god knows what time. almost drew eyeliner on keith in the middle of the wee morning.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chariot the terror stole the blanket from dedric.lol.the poor boy slept without blankets because according to him i was "wrapped like a bakchang" when he woke up.LOL.anyway, our turn to sleep in while the girls and dedric head down for breakfast buffet. they came up and switched turns, me and the boys went down for porridge!hahaha had my long awaited raw fish and chicken porridge.omg the pig intestine porridge was damn good also. went back up got ready and cabbbed to middle valley for shopping. nothing much there so we split cabs again and head to sungei wang again!another round of shopping. bought another Tshirt, another bag. then we go back to hotel and head down to the night market for dinner and shopping.terrible place keep getting knocked into by strangers.worse someone identified me as the porn star on keith's T-Shirt nabei cheebye. oh well, went up ate my dragonfruit (which btw cost 6Rm and fucking big and delicious) changed into fbt and shorts then head down again with dedric and keith to get stuff for my parents.thank god for the 2 bargain kings with me i got great buys.even splurge on a lighter lah omg.impulsive once again.walked on and had supper with the boys before heading to chill out. went to smoke outside our hotel room as usual and talked followed by keith and then grace.chatted about stuff like r/s. oh well every night the love lorn lasses will call their bfs and even wear their bf tees to sleep.haha how cute.while love lorn dude faithfully waits for calls.chariot just want to do sexy time with dunhill reds.okay kidding i'm not that sick.anyway this time round keith's turn to share the bed with me and refuses to let dedric share the bed with me too.hahaha.omg those jokers really made the trip full of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;day 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;packed everything and checked out at 12.slacked around the hotel lobby.went to walked around with keith and grace. then bumped into emili and johan. there was this old lady who gave me 2 bucks to buy ointment for her. so grace followed johan and emili while i went to get ointment with keith. then we both started looking for liquour and cigars and i bought a berry flavoured one at 7-11.super shiok i tell you.den we went to pet shops which have monkeys,snakes, cockerals, scorpions etc. T-Cup pugs are cute to the core i want! oh and i saw this sugar glider and i asked if i could play with it.omfg it's so fucking cute i don't want to return it.why the fuck singapore don't let us keep possums as pets huh?!!anyway, walked back and shared my cigar with dedric and played few more rounds of daidee before we walked to the bus terminal.where i bought more junk and dunkin donuts.cigarettes and condoms!hahaha made keith run opposite to get them for me.because firstly, it's damn pretty!!and secondly it's fucking cheap.slept on the bus and reached sg at like 10 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THERE. THAT'S THE SUMMARY OF MY TRIP (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-4888440254281900121?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/4888440254281900121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=4888440254281900121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4888440254281900121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/4888440254281900121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/msia-trip.html' title='msia trip'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-957997104145067847</id><published>2008-10-18T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T23:29:12.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heidi klum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SPn_wNrrM-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/WXgiIvIbvWo/s1600-h/HeidiFinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 503px; height: 775px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SPn_wNrrM-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/WXgiIvIbvWo/s400/HeidiFinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258515243703415778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking hot. you'll see her soon. and she'll be on me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-957997104145067847?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/957997104145067847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=957997104145067847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/957997104145067847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/957997104145067847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/heidi-klum.html' title='heidi klum'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_t68OE6wsDWo/SPn_wNrrM-I/AAAAAAAAAdE/WXgiIvIbvWo/s72-c/HeidiFinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3943720120971533038</id><published>2008-10-11T09:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T09:57:10.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mundane life/</title><content type='html'>i just realised the girl boy ratio of the people i have linked is 18:4. Damn that's a big ratio. Maybe the other guys are busy chasing girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. ilina's joining me for work today, havent seen her for what. 8 months. maybe more. and she's bringing two friends, along with daniel's friends that'll make it 5 or so. i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In view of the ending holidays, I'd like to say this hols have seriously been great (and its about to get better). Working for starhub is not as taxing as i thought, and my acer pay is due, with a total of only, $590. Whatever it really doesnt matter. I expected 600+. Was SUPPOSED to get 800+. but hell yea. $590 is still decent money for 4 days of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, starhub pay is due soon, no idea how much cos I lost count. yet on the other hand I know for the 5-6 days I've worked this month i've got more than 300 already, way more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I'd like to apologise for the hiatus in blogging, my life takes on a mundane routine, yet i'm pleased with the outcome. Wake up, meet girlfriend/friends/stay at home, go to work in the evening, come back, play a game of dota or two/OR talk to girlfriend till she or me falls asleep. and the cycle continues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy with life now. But i'm going to live it to the fullest. the max. I dont want regrets, I don't want to look back at my past, nor do I want to be unhappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the decision lies between a motorcycle which accounts for cheap fast transport. Or a car, which ensures a higher level of safety which comes along with high spendings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days of work a week. Don't know if my girl can take it if i work like this. But yes, cky, i still love you. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh yes baby when you see this, i'm going to allow you to work with me, cos the next location is woodlands. and i'll be able to sit train with you to yishun, but its a sales job, and I dont know if u can make it :x LOL!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be on a 1 week break from blogging and life. going to enjoy my holidays to the max, for once this holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an end to the mundane life. ha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3943720120971533038?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3943720120971533038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3943720120971533038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3943720120971533038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3943720120971533038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/mundane-life.html' title='mundane life/'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6550625319476983725</id><published>2008-10-09T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T23:47:58.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>damn i wanted to blog something. but i cant. its a surprise. dont miss me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6550625319476983725?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6550625319476983725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6550625319476983725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6550625319476983725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6550625319476983725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7801622911621723903</id><published>2008-10-04T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T22:11:29.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>i didnt know what to say to you today. hope it gets better after exams. all the best.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7801622911621723903?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7801622911621723903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7801622911621723903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7801622911621723903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7801622911621723903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-3634681474143350357</id><published>2008-10-02T01:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T01:16:57.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Contacting Nokia Customer Care Service</title><content type='html'>My name is Keith Chang Jun Jie, I/C Number S900XXXXI.  To whom it may concern, My Nokia 5610 XpressMusic has been giving me persistent problems as of the date of purchase, shortly after which I sent it for the first repair slightly less than 1 month after my purchase due to a faulty LCD screen, spoilt navi-slider and countless software issues. I collected it back to find similar software issues surfaced shortly after the service centre at Parkway Parade returned it to me. I have no complains whatsoever about the service I recieved at Nokia Parkway Parade, the staff were friendly and understanding, listening paitently to the problems I faced with the phone. They also promised that they would give me a call once the phone was ready, promised me a spare phone if there was stock and yes, they did call shortly after to inform me with regard to the repairs. Two months ago, yet another problem arose. Similar software issues were faced and the main problem, an LCD crack occured. I was informed by your staff at Suntec City that an LCD crack is not covered under warranty and that the warranty was deemed void. First and foremost I would like to point out that I have never come across an LCD crack using any other phone brand before, though I have heard of it. Furthermore, I was told that since my warranty was void, I would have to pay for the full repair of the phone regardless whether or not it was software or hardware issues. I had no choice but to agree and asked your staff how long it would take for the repairs to be done, I was given a satisfactory reply - "it would be done latest by the next working day if all parts are available." I was quoted a minimum repair fee of S$80. On the other hand, as compared to the staff at Parkway, the staff at Suntec were rude and refused to help me do any further checks - I asked them if they could ask exactly how much it would cost. They seemed reluctant with regard to customer service and told me that "it is not Nokia's fault that the LCD cracked." Using obvious yet unclear statements trying to say that I was the one who spoilt the phone. On top of that, they promised to give me two phone calls, the first to inform me on how much the repairs would cost, and the second to inform me when the repairs were done. I was told that replacing the LCD would take between 3 hours to 1 day if there was stock for replacement, and a maximum of 1 week if there was no stock at hand. I waited for 1 week for a call, I was hoping that Nokia would at least call me to tell me the phone was ready for collection, but no calls whatsoever were recieved. I called your customer service hotline a few times, and they were consistently engaged. On top of that, when I managed to call through to Nokia, I was passed from one operator to another when I tried to question whether or not my phone was ready for collection. I gave up after that and waited for the call from your customer service. Two months have passed since I have sent my phone for repair, and I feel that it is really absurd for someone to wait so long just to repair a cracked LCD screen. Just two days ago, I sent my friend down on my behalf to help me check if the phone was done, and yes, to my relief the answer I recieved was positive. Yet once again Nokia Customer Service let me down as they did not want to reveal how much the repairs will cost or give a proper reason when questioned with regard to why they failed to call me to inform me that the repairs were done. This is seriously too much and I feel that your company should brush up on their customer service and customer relations, not to mention service attitude of the Nokia Care Centre staff at Suntec. For your further information, the date sent for repair is 9/08/08, written on the Self Registeration Form clearly are the words "Call for Quotation" and "Call when Ready". I would appreciate your swift reply with regard to this matter. I am contactable via handphone at +65-8288XXX2 or email as above. I do not wish to wait any longer before I have to collect the phone of which I have used for less than 3 months since purchasing it nearly 6 months ago. Thank you for your understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above is a message which I just sent to Nokia Customer Care Service. (: I think I should be able to return Grace her phone which I have used for more than a month soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the reply I recieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for contacting Nokia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will be receiving a reply from one of our Customer Care Representatives within the next 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-3634681474143350357?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/3634681474143350357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=3634681474143350357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3634681474143350357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/3634681474143350357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/contacting-nokia-customer-care-service.html' title='Contacting Nokia Customer Care Service'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2207003187979037783</id><published>2008-10-01T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T23:38:42.175+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anne!!</title><content type='html'>a random sad thought just came to my mind, school's starting soon. but when school starts, there wont be ANNE to popout from nowhere shouting my name and waving her arms with the wide smile on her face and making my face smile the same way as hers. she'll be studying in sentosa, damn. along with a few other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you do see this anne, do drop me an sms (: havent spoke to you for ages and yes, knowing you since i was like a little kid (sunday school) till secondary life (cell group) and now, poly, you're a good friend to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know we will never forget the pink panties (pink panther typo) sms i sent you (which you failed to keep as you said you would!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. one less reason to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nevertheless, thanks for being in my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2207003187979037783?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2207003187979037783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2207003187979037783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2207003187979037783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2207003187979037783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/10/anne.html' title='anne!!'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-4710676877455435284</id><published>2008-09-25T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T10:06:46.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrible F1 accident</title><content type='html'>News reports from over the world have shocked millons, or maybe even billions of audience from various parts of the world. Report of a terrible F1 accident off the tracks has left many gaping in the sheer horror of the incident. How it happened no one can say for sure, all we know is that this horrific and out of this world accident has definitely left a lasting impression in the minds of both fans and friends alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This accident occured on the tracks of Singapore, just days before the prestigious first and only Formula One Night Race. 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WITH GREEN MAN. (nobody walking, but still)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know how fast is 120km/hr... then well, you havent sat a crazy taxi yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i didnt have the seatbelt on as i had not expected such shit to happen, right? who would?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i also dont want put seatbelt. MUST BE MAN LAH, NOT SCARED NOT SCARED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first seriously not scared. but when i see him zoom past the first red light my mind took an 180degree change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my nightmares were far from over when he reached the highway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;140km/hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the bottom, i swear i felt like he drifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out of the cab feeling wobbly and felt like vomitting, like a 5 minute long roller coaster with the real fear factor involved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck inital d, formula 1, and daytona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crash and burn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1417071218691655165?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1417071218691655165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1417071218691655165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1417071218691655165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1417071218691655165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/f1-taxi.html' title='F1 taxi!'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6823198873386602776</id><published>2008-09-13T23:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T23:59:01.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weird world</title><content type='html'>life's weird. sometimes i want to be a shinigami. not to kill, but because normal people cant see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today was work, been reading bleach manga for the past day or so. 225 chapters so far.  and somehow everytime i gonna blog, cky will call/sms me. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i have earned $280 from selling starhub already, good job (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yes kiat, speaking of church.  today on my way to work my eyes were kinda hurting, and irritating. i closed my eyes shut tight and somehow i just said in my head. "fuck shit, god if you stop my eyes from hurting i go church tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, it worked lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, you know me. im a liar. i closed my eyes again and said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god today if i sell 6 sales of starhub i will follow what i said just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH I ONLY SOLD THREE. HAHA. disappointing right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really guys, stop asking me to go lah. im happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6823198873386602776?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6823198873386602776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6823198873386602776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6823198873386602776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6823198873386602776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/weird-world.html' title='weird world'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-563662121663321285</id><published>2008-09-12T00:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T00:52:22.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dear god</title><content type='html'>dear god,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you love me. but can you just leave my head alone for now, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;i've&lt;/span&gt; got nothing against you, stop playing your worship songs through my head again and again and. again. they are undeniably nice but not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you've got your ways, i believe you exist. but no, not now. i know it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;aint&lt;/span&gt; the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s: i may not say it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt;, but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at times&lt;/span&gt;, i love you too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-563662121663321285?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/563662121663321285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=563662121663321285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/563662121663321285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/563662121663321285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-god.html' title='dear god'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-6140111993426469150</id><published>2008-09-09T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:45:05.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>when i pressed the "publish post" button. i felt that the posts i've been writing are really random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i decided to write this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS IS A REALLY RANDOM AND MEANINGLESS POST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-6140111993426469150?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/6140111993426469150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=6140111993426469150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6140111993426469150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/6140111993426469150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-2562664288726087293</id><published>2008-09-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T23:44:12.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>computer crashed recently, if you guys dont know, lost quite a fair bit of data, such as photos and stuff, esp photos of BoA ): damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yeah, those photos were memories, but msn has this amazing function which is called "the sharing folder"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once sent a large amount of photos of the ever memorable shanghai trip with T02 for global citizenship to liting via sharing folders on msn, and yes, i got them back even though my computer crashed. this is but one of the miracles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but having a computer crash and using my 5 to 6 year old computer also brought back alot of memories, working at the Comex show, i met kay, someone special in her own way, by a chance meeting. frankly speaking, talking and sorting things out with her and looking back some 4 to 5 years ago and laughing at ourselves in the past. it really brought back some memories. the computer, being equally old, had chatlogs of our past, and chatlogs of other past events.. of which i will not mention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msn's really wonderful in this way, especially the sharing folders, chatlogs.. i dont know how much i would have forgotten, due to this lousy brain of mine, if not for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my old computer now stores a more recent type of data, the data i entered, downloaded, and saved in the 1 and half weeks or so which i used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hey and to all my friends out there, mugging for their exams, prelims, o levels, and everything else. do take care of yourselves, as i always tell you. always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;especially you sy, junmin, and most of all, cky. (: jiayou!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-2562664288726087293?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/2562664288726087293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=2562664288726087293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2562664288726087293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/2562664288726087293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8472774842708056083</id><published>2008-09-08T11:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T11:31:03.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yawn</title><content type='html'>apologies for not continuing my post, or blogging for the past few days. have been really busy, firstly had to repair my computer which really (fucked me up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then  i spent one whole day trying to install warcraft, which also was rather screwed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that i played abit, spent alot of time doing other stuff too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im some sort of financial crisis. although im getting about $10 daily its not helping much, furthermore its like i want, i WANT to buy stuff for myself. and all i gotta do is wait till the end of next week to get my pay. hopefully fulll comission and  $800. but apparently i dont think that will be the case and i'll probably be getting $600+ instead, or maybe less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who knows? and on the other hand there's the mooncake job pay for 3 days of work, $105 im supposed to get. 35 a day x 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no one know's when that pay is going to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for now, going to chiong, chiong starhub sales. i mean, i cant sell mooncakes. cos the job is just about STANDING THERE. STANDING THERE. and doing nothing special. its really boring. nothing much to promote and stuff. so for the next few days selling starhub will definitely be a more interesting and enjoyable job, working hours are shorter and average payout is higher as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay that's all for an update today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yes, there was this interesting converstaion i had with cky recently&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things you have to note first before reading the conversation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her sister is primary ONE.&lt;br /&gt;and the last time we talked bout her sister was 1 mth + ago..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it goes like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"my sister is fat"&lt;br /&gt;"no your sister is not lah.. she okay what"&lt;br /&gt;"she's 31KG. when i was in primary 1 i was like 20+"&lt;br /&gt;"huh? wtf? i thought you said she was 26kg?"&lt;br /&gt;"yea.. now she's 31kg"&lt;br /&gt;"wtf? your sister having what? PUBERTY?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at this point we both laugh like shit... :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bad. but her sister is saying she wants to lose weight anyway (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8472774842708056083?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8472774842708056083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8472774842708056083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8472774842708056083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8472774842708056083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/yawn.html' title='yawn'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-1943993554037156584</id><published>2008-09-03T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:52:08.617+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fired</title><content type='html'>I'm currently jobless, actually I can start working starhub any of these days, which of course I intend to. Sales is definitely my forte, not that I want to sound proud or anything but yes, I know I can do sales! Well another point to note would be that I got somewhat fired from my job, for not understanding chinaenglish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deeper understanding of what chinaenglish sounds like would be a china man speaking english. In this case, he was my boss. Nevertheless, to keep a long story short, I told him that working or not working did not make any difference to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, girlfriend's caling, shall blog tomorrow!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sy, all the best for your piano exams tomorrow! focus!! :D you can do it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-1943993554037156584?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/1943993554037156584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=1943993554037156584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1943993554037156584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/1943993554037156584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/fired.html' title='fired'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-895254975572345198</id><published>2008-09-01T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T23:46:20.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dash-</title><content type='html'>hahahahaha i just wanna laugh and rest, 37 freaking laptops sold, keith's tongue is good as gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired, need a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've gained alot more than just money at the pc show, i guess. i got an important friend back. and i'd have given up all my earnings for that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-895254975572345198?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/895254975572345198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=895254975572345198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/895254975572345198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/895254975572345198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/09/dash.html' title='dash-'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-970262817496173585</id><published>2008-08-30T23:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T23:26:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sibei tokkong</title><content type='html'>weird conversations do exist..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"eh but this laptop abit heavy. i looking for something lighter."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"hmm i show you the smallest one we got? its called the Acer&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Aspire&lt;/span&gt; One. Over here"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HUH? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPIRE &lt;/span&gt;ONE? I DONT WANT &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EXPIRE &lt;/span&gt;ONE LEH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"nono madam is the brand call &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aspire&lt;/span&gt; One."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"dont want lah i think i better take this one. can pay by nets?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"whatever lah so long as you fucking pay"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i didnt say the last sentence)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, tried this style on another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(in ahbeng voice)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh sir, you see this laptop ah. SIBEI TOKKONG one i tell you. you use for what? play game? maplestory ah? i tell you, you use this ah, your maplestory character on the screen, sibei big, sibei clear. like this *shows hand sign* you play until character level up the whole screen bright, your eyes also bright sia! 100% gurantee chop warranty seal + stamp no problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he didnt buy it, but at least he promised to come back tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-970262817496173585?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/970262817496173585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=970262817496173585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/970262817496173585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/970262817496173585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/08/sibei-tokkong.html' title='sibei tokkong'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-7275260866369820706</id><published>2008-08-29T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T00:35:07.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Comex Day 1</title><content type='html'>Comex Day 1, working at this IT show would be the first time I'm working at an IT Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, I'm selling Acer Laptops ranging from the Acer pieceofshit to the Acer biggerpieceofshit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the climax of today was like this girl came to my booth with her mother, first look, yea she's pretty. 2nd thing i noticed was that half of what she spoke was in chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so being a nice guy, i spent about 20-30mins conversing with her in chinese mixed with bits and pieces of english. if it was purely chinese the convo wont even last 2 minutes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh this will suit you cos its small and light."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"orh, im looking for something with a wider screen"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"oh take a look at this model then, very good graphics card and processor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"but this is very heavy..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay it went on and on, the above is a translated version. then she finally said..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this color leh, but i like the laptop. you got any other color?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i replied, erm. sorry acer only got 4 colors. 3 are for the minilaptop which are shitbrown, blueblack, and easy togetdirty white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she replied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wah but then just now i see the pink color fujitsu laptop my heart go Bombombom"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i smiled and say, orh no problem you go compare the specs then tell me again lah (: name's keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took the chance to shake her hand, not cos she was pretty but cos my hand was dirty from my lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fucking shit i was thinking at that point in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"wtf, you like pink then say lah you fucking bimbo. you no money buy acer then say lah spend the money on a fcuking helly kitto skin for your lappie and make everyone think you are a kiddo lah. i speak chinese to you so fucking long you say you want pinkcolor. pink color pink color. YOU FUCKING GIVE ME PINK PAINT I HELP YOU PAINT WHOLE BODY PINK LAH."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. we'll see how work goes tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-7275260866369820706?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/7275260866369820706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=7275260866369820706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7275260866369820706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/7275260866369820706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/08/comex-day-1.html' title='Comex Day 1'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7932045952833780396.post-8318693488949920608</id><published>2008-08-26T23:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T23:51:38.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sixmonths</title><content type='html'>six months have passed since we were together,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think i've succeeded in making your day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you baby! guess i wasnt as poor, or as forgetful or whatever as the post before this stated (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7932045952833780396-8318693488949920608?l=ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/feeds/8318693488949920608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7932045952833780396&amp;postID=8318693488949920608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8318693488949920608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7932045952833780396/posts/default/8318693488949920608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ifoundmyescape.blogspot.com/2008/08/sixmonths.html' title='sixmonths'/><author><name>Bastard</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
