<?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-4596891276088172569</id><updated>2012-02-02T02:09:32.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Feeling This.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>444</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-912401909141496255</id><published>2012-02-02T02:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T02:07:46.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stuck in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-912401909141496255?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/912401909141496255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=912401909141496255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/912401909141496255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/912401909141496255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2012/02/stuck-in-past.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6056390933151259703</id><published>2011-12-23T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T01:25:50.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There's so much going on in my mind now that makes me feel really screwed up. For 3 years in a row, the month of December really means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still remember clearly how I met a certain someone 3 years ago. Someone who gave me so much to remember for a period of time. All the time I've spent with the person, it's something that I can never forget. We may still be friends now, but the feeling will never be the same for me. Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I will think about what would happen if things didn't turn out the way it did now. What if everything turned out fine? What if everything turned out to be better than expected? I know for sure that maybe I won't turn out to be how I am like now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many issues to face nowadays, it makes me feel really screwed up seriously. Money problems are only a part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are issues which deals with me being so fake, so tolerant over everything. I hate it really. And there is this issue of me feeling almost non existent. I really hate that feeling. When people assume, they always think that they are right, then when I assume, people always think that I'm in the wrong. Sometimes I really want to argue but I know I will ALWAYS BE ON THE LOSING END NO MATTER WHAT. I guess that's how life is. For me that is. And seriously, I really hate the way how some people treat me. Like as if I'm some substitute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about all of these stuff, I really feel damn fucked up. And I started blogging again because I really need a place to rant. A place to rant out all of my unhappiness which has been bottled up inside me for months.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6056390933151259703?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6056390933151259703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6056390933151259703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6056390933151259703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6056390933151259703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/12/theres-so-much-going-on-in-my-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6118202023003437926</id><published>2011-08-11T01:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T01:37:00.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've been getting very very little sleep nowadays. I look so tired throughout the whole day that even my mum noticed it the moment I got home from work. Its not that I am keeping myself awake on purpose, its just that there are so many things on my mind which keeps me awake. And yes, I'm still not ok. I really wonder how my birthday will turn out to be, since its in 6 days time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously there is this really huge uncertainty in regards to my feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When will I ever be ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6118202023003437926?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6118202023003437926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6118202023003437926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6118202023003437926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6118202023003437926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/08/ive-been-getting-very-very-little-sleep.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5733616585554829051</id><published>2011-08-10T03:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T03:36:22.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to my old life I guess. hanging out with the usual clowns everyday, nobody else, slacking our nights away. I really proved something to myself. I proved that whenever I'm hanging out with them, my thoughts don't seem to wonder away. I don't feel the really screwed up feeling in my heart or in my head. But when the moment we all start to head separate ways and head home, the feeling comes back. Pretty fucked up seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 more days, 7 more days. All I want is to just have a really happy birthday with all the friends that I hold really dear to me. It's something I really didn't experience for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really really really really tired physically, but I'm not tired mentally. Insomnia, why? Why now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel like going to work later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5733616585554829051?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5733616585554829051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5733616585554829051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5733616585554829051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5733616585554829051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/08/back-to-my-old-life-i-guess.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4686401074291900425</id><published>2011-08-08T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T01:23:43.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I still feel like crap. And I will never give advice to people anymore. Either way, people do not usually come to me for advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the stash of birthday cards from 2 years ago. I can say it was the best birthday present I've ever gotten even though they are just hand made birthday cards. The content, really, makes me feel so glad that I have bros like them around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomnia is going to kick in again. Can ah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4686401074291900425?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4686401074291900425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4686401074291900425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4686401074291900425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4686401074291900425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-still-feel-like-crap.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1335621384884444934</id><published>2011-08-07T04:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:18:56.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think insomnia hit me pretty badly today. No wait, I always a problem  with insomnia. Just that today it's worse than usual? Had a really  fucked up headache just now. And I guess the headache really triggered  my mind. Ended up in an almost endless circle of thoughts. Thoughts  about everything that has happened years ago, months ago, days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but to always think about what would happen if things  didn't turn out this way. Really, I always ask myself this question. And  I don't really have an answer, just because of the fact that it didn't.  I always can't help it but to wonder, if I didn't let you down last  time. I always can't help but to wonder, why would you be upset nowadays  when life's going well for you. I really don't have an answer to all of  these questions. I tried very hard to let go after all these years, I  was close, but I was far. My mind says yes, my heart says no. All those  little memories with you, its clearly written in my mind. Every single  one of them. And I guess that what are memories now, will only stay as  what it is, memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single day I'm struggling to put on a fake personality in front of  everyone. I'm really sick of it. It really hurts when I have to smile  when I really don't feel like, I have to laugh when I don't feel like.  But at the end of the day, if I were to be how I'm really like, people  will just go "EMO, EMO". If being sad is being emo, then everyone  fucking one of the people in the world are probably emo kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 1 thing I really hate more than other things that I hate in the  world. I hate being an extra, a light bulb. I really fucking hate to be a  light bulb just because I've been 1 for like years, just that its to  different couples. I'm not being jealous or anything. The right word  would be envious. And even so that's not the reason. I just don't feel  right being around a couple. I hate that feeling. It makes me feel  really screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the things I post here, probably are only 10% of what's kept  safely in my heart. The reason why I have a blog, a livejournal and a  tumblr is because I don't feel safe at all. I've got really bad trust  issues. Even if I would share most of my thoughts with some people,  there's still that 90% of thoughts kept in my heart. Bottling up my  thoughts and my feelings did help me a lot. But it is slowly killing me  too. I feel really xin ku keeping all my emotions, all my thoughts and  all my feelings in my heart. Sometimes I really feel like just shouting  it all out. But then again, I just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not looking forward to my birthday anymore. Just because I realized that whatever that I've aimed to accomplish by the time my birthday comes, not even 1 has even been fulfilled yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realized that I am someone who can't keep promises really well. Cause every single time I said that I would, I would break it somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gek xim feeling is making me feel than screwed up. Feeling very very fucked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't cried in years, but I just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep my secrets safe&lt;br /&gt;I keep them hidden away from you&lt;br /&gt;Like an anchor stuck to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;I know my secret's safe&lt;br /&gt;I know it's hidden away from you&lt;br /&gt;Like an anchor stuck to the bottom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1335621384884444934?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1335621384884444934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1335621384884444934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1335621384884444934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1335621384884444934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-think-insomnia-hit-me-pretty-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8709810920116964486</id><published>2011-07-20T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T20:41:41.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>28 more days to go. 28 more days to August 17th. Well, I honestly do not look forward to that day due to whatever that has happened on the same day for the past few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could wish for anything at all for that day, I would really wish to spend August 17th this year with all of my closest friends. When I say all I meant with those 3 retards and also with the other group. And well, I wish that I could spend my birthday with you too. But what are the odds of all of them coming together man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm at the part where I'm talking about wishes, I will list down a list of things I would wish to have, whether achievable or not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ah well, I would wish for a pair of ray-ban aviator shades. Thanks to my idiotic sister, I'm now very interested in ray-ban shades. Zzzz. Another item I would wish for is a pair of birkenstocks. My current pair of slippers are dead. And I need a new pair of slippers/sandals whatever. Oh, and I would really want to get my FSAS t-shirts real quick. SO MANY NICE DESIGNS. But some of them don't have my size and they only have sizes bigger than what I want. Zzzzz. I wish to get my car license. I wish that I can afford a car. I wish that my family had led a better life. And probably the most impossible wish that I have, I wish that we could be back to how it was 2 years ago. I wish that I could be by your side again, looking out for you, worrying for you, cheering you up. In short, I wish to be together with you, again. So many wishes, so little time, so many expectations, so many disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8709810920116964486?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8709810920116964486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8709810920116964486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8709810920116964486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8709810920116964486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/28-more-days-to-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4146001381599082319</id><published>2011-07-13T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T01:52:52.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If only wishes come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need someone to talk to. Badly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4146001381599082319?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4146001381599082319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4146001381599082319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4146001381599082319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4146001381599082319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/if-only-wishes-come-true.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4313059732474129747</id><published>2011-07-12T01:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T01:51:52.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I guess this place has been found again. I really wonder who else comes here and read all the crap that I post. Well I guess nobody does.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4313059732474129747?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4313059732474129747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4313059732474129747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4313059732474129747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4313059732474129747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/so-i-guess-this-place-has-been-found.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8985916957693502518</id><published>2011-07-07T22:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T22:17:28.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Do you know how cold I feel when I answer all your questions? Do you know how cold I feel when I talk to you? All I can say is, sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8985916957693502518?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8985916957693502518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8985916957693502518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8985916957693502518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8985916957693502518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/do-you-know-how-cold-i-feel-when-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8232368775854704802</id><published>2011-07-05T01:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T02:04:55.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The closer I am to a person, the further I drift away from the person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time I'm able to speak my mind, for some things, even if I'm dead, I would not say it out. Those things, they are kept within the depths of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very amazed of my ability to drift away from people I hold most dear to me. Maybe that's how it is, I'm not meant to have really close friends, well except for that 3 other idiots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I just really hate this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8232368775854704802?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8232368775854704802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8232368775854704802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8232368775854704802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8232368775854704802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/closer-i-am-to-person-further-i-drift.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6457661931909874325</id><published>2011-07-04T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T01:43:30.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realized that no matter how much I try to ignore people who made me upset/angry/disappointed, my heart will always tell me not to. That's why I avoid eye contact with them, but it makes me feel even more screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really makes me feel so messed up in my mind when I do so. And what made me do so is because everything makes it so upsetting that I wouldn't want to talk about it. And I know if I didn't ignore the people, I would totally say out how I feel. And the reson why I wouldn't want to say out how I feel is simply because I know I will hurt people's feelings. But I guess ignoring people and avoiding eye contact makes me a bigger douche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't want to admit anything. I would talk to people again if they would approach me and talk to me about the problem instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this 1 more problem with me. I tend to forgive people easily. I guess I'm not so heartless after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6457661931909874325?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6457661931909874325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6457661931909874325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6457661931909874325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6457661931909874325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-realized-that-no-matter-how-much-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4435036270836485737</id><published>2011-07-02T00:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T01:14:35.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The funny thing about disappointment is that once it gets to you, you would really get affected by it for a long time no matter how much you would want to ignore it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1 word I can use to describe these few days is probably Disappointment. I don't know. I get really disappointed because of the things my friends do. I could have chosen to ignore it. But I really treasure friends who I feel that are dear to me. Maybe that's why. The more you care, the greater the disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized why I don't blog as often as before anymore. Firstly, I don't like to blog about my life anymore, cause no matter how exciting my life can be now, it's never the same as how it was last time. Secondly, whatever I feel, whatever I face, I like to keep it all bottled up in my heart. Perhaps that's how my character is like. Perhaps I'm just so used to being like this, trusting only myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's something that's been bothering my mind lately. I hope it wouldn't come true. At all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should just stop here. Mind's in a mess to think about what to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4435036270836485737?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4435036270836485737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4435036270836485737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4435036270836485737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4435036270836485737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/07/funny-thing-about-disappointment-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1350880015691028775</id><published>2011-06-27T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T00:49:23.568+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The world is getting so screwed up that I am avoiding it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1350880015691028775?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1350880015691028775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1350880015691028775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1350880015691028775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1350880015691028775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/world-is-getting-so-screwed-up-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3687412412096717178</id><published>2011-06-24T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T02:19:15.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Supposed to blog last night but I fell asleep doing so. Ok, firstly, I am supposed to sleep early tonight but I failed to do so as you can see I am like blogging at this weird timing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, Keith has gotten his class 2B license. Cool shit. MY LUCKY TREE DRAWING WORKS OK. And in case you were wonder what I was talking about, I was talking about &lt;a href="http://twitpic.com/5fa22o" onmouseover="window.status='';return true" target="_blank" title=""&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. HEY THIS DRAWING TOTALLY WORKS OK. Well anyway, now that bugger has 3 licenses. 1 car license, 1 motorbike license and 1 forklift license. So now among my bros, I'm the only one without a license. Not that I do not want a license. I WOULD TOTALLY KILL FOR ONE. But its just that I have no money, my family is not well off. And even if I would to get a license now, I don't have any vehicle to drive. BUT STILL, I really want to get a car license, so now I am trying my best to save up for it. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I just remembered that Quek's birthday is approaching. 15 july. I really want to prank him. Then here comes the really annoying (A TINY LITTLE BIT) part. Jun rong's birthday is on the 21st of july. Within a week have to celebrate 2 birthdays, hoseh bo. And speaking of birthdays, mine is somewhat approaching.... In another like 1 month plus. lol. Well, I have already somewhat thought of what birthday wishes I would want to make. And of course my very very top birthday wish remains unchanged since 2 years ago. Simple, I just want to see you again and well spend my birthday with you included. Its probably a lot to ask, cause it seems impossible. There are currently a lot of things I want and need. But I am actually quite lazy to name them all out. And I think I could actually work hard to get them. Well, besides all of those items I want, all I want as a birthday wish is for everyone to be happy, and that includes her. I wish she's living her life really well now. I hope he treats her really well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what I am typing now actually. Its like I am semi awake now. Zzzzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3687412412096717178?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3687412412096717178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3687412412096717178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3687412412096717178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3687412412096717178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/supposed-to-blog-last-night-but-i-fell.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-156295795568776684</id><published>2011-06-17T23:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-18T00:09:04.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;3.  What I like about you: You are retarded. OKOK seriously, if were to  answer this, I probably would take like 24 hours to type out everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, what my answer would really be is : I like everything about you. There is nothing that I don't like about you. In fact, I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;4. Favorite memory of you: same as answer number 3."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What my answer would really be : Every single time when I get to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find it weird why all of a sudden you would reply to my sms today. I find it even more weird that you would like my status in order to get my current feelings. I feel really sad when I talk to you, cause it reminds me of how I hurt you. That feeling sucks.&lt;br /&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/4596891276088172569-156295795568776684?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/156295795568776684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=156295795568776684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/156295795568776684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/156295795568776684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/3.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4493782698028797435</id><published>2011-06-16T02:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T02:58:29.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I stared at this space for like very long. Just met up with the retards. The usual jokes about each other's parents again. Damn fucked up yet damn funny! The most peace I get, is when I hang out with those 3 retards. Cause I'm as retarded when I'm with them. Which is a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I feel so endangered now. 20 times where unpredictable things might happen to me. DAMN SCARY. Sigh...................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really have much in mind now. Just the same old stuff I'm always thinking about. And I'm like damn tired now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day that I met you,&lt;br /&gt;Never would I expect you to be the one.&lt;br /&gt;Getting to know you was one of the best things that happened to me in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Wishing that things would still be how it was before.&lt;br /&gt;Always thinking about you from time to time.&lt;br /&gt;Never wish that those bad things had ever happened.&lt;br /&gt;X in my heart, its the spot that I've marked for you.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed I can't find another like you.&lt;br /&gt;Never will I feel alive again, until I got you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4493782698028797435?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4493782698028797435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4493782698028797435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4493782698028797435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4493782698028797435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-stared-at-this-space-for-like-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5187045253303661082</id><published>2011-06-15T01:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T02:05:33.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A random chat about our own blogs and our old posts prompted those 2 buggers to read their old posts. It brings back lots and lots of memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SERIOUSLY FUCKING MISS THE TIMES WHERE WE RIDE TO MRT CHEERS AND JUST SLACK OUR LIVES/TIME AWAY OUTSIDE WITH JUST 1 BOTTLE OF POKKA TEA AND FAGS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only life stayed that way in the past. If only....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5187045253303661082?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5187045253303661082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5187045253303661082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5187045253303661082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5187045253303661082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/random-chat-about-our-own-blogs-and-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2095963014568826019</id><published>2011-06-14T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T21:59:09.601+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The best thing about me is you. When things fell out between us 2 years ago, my life has went on a downward spiral. Seems to be the case, since the best thing about me is you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it seems that you want to remove me from your life altogether, I might be wrong. But it just seems so possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This sucks. But I'm glad that your life is going well now, I'm glad that he treats you well. I guess he is what I can never be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss raffles marina. I miss slacking with you at the smoking area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit : 9.52pm]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At workshop now. Keith is spraying his bike frame. I'm just stoning around here. Nothing much in the workshop changed. Still the same old messy workshop I saw a few months back. Oh well. Shall update again later i guess?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2095963014568826019?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2095963014568826019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2095963014568826019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2095963014568826019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2095963014568826019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/best-thing-about-me-is-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2487016007663870071</id><published>2011-06-14T09:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T09:42:42.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Stoning at work. Nothing to do at all. I was thinking, maybe tonight I shall pay a visit to the workshop.... Haven't been there since forever. Perhaps now I actually prefer sitting at the van looking at people fixing motorbikes, or look at those idiots play with the motorbikes. Beats staying home and stone. And at least doing so doesn't give me any problems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2487016007663870071?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2487016007663870071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2487016007663870071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2487016007663870071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2487016007663870071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/stoning-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8717345569071864831</id><published>2011-06-14T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T00:22:38.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nowadays I'm beginning to realize that attachment is actually a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 : I don't get the 2 weeks holiday that those people doing MP in school are getting.&lt;br /&gt;2 : I seriously have a problem with lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;3 : I don't have time to hit the gym because by the time I end work and reach home I'll be half dead.&lt;br /&gt;4 : My life is on auto pilot mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzzzzzz. I want the life I had when I just started year 1 to be back. Its like, the best time of my life up till now. The people around me, the things happening around me, the stuff around me, you around me, these are what made my life so enjoyable at that period of time. This sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8717345569071864831?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8717345569071864831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8717345569071864831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8717345569071864831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8717345569071864831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/nowadays-im-beginning-to-realize-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4972996074772865948</id><published>2011-06-13T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T15:44:41.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I am spending my working time blogging. Kind of needed to do that because I have absolutely nothing to do now and I am spending my time thinking about everything that has happened up till this point of time.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lets take it that I know that sooner or later, someone is bound to read this. The reason why I said I was disappearing is because I felt that I needed to leave this group for a while. I have a feeling that someone is trying to get me to be out of this group, but obviously by me leaving doesn't mean that I'm admitting defeat. It is just that I've got better things to do than to fight for what's right for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So reason number 1 for me leaving : I need to regroup with my bros. To be honest, I felt the most at peace when I'm hanging out with them. Perhaps its because we've known each other for such a long time, that's why we feel really comfortable being around each other and talking about anything and everything. From making fun of each other to making fun of each other's parents, we never take any of that to heart. And I have this feeling that we are going to be back to how we were like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 2 : I just need to get myself away from a few screwed up people. Well maybe I'll be back if they manage to "unscrew" themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 3 : I just feel like leaving. But it doesn't mean that I'm leaving once and for all. Like I said in reason 2, I'll be back when people "unscrew" themselves.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yeah, my reasons. I know there will be questions directed to me, so, any questions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4972996074772865948?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4972996074772865948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4972996074772865948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4972996074772865948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4972996074772865948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/so-i-am-spending-my-working-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2072258113238180532</id><published>2011-06-13T01:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T01:34:37.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just laughed my ass off reading all those spelling or pronounciation mistakes by us that we tweeted. Good times, good times.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2072258113238180532?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2072258113238180532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2072258113238180532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2072258113238180532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2072258113238180532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-just-laughed-my-ass-off-reading-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1316645548928632272</id><published>2011-06-12T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T23:51:48.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi retard, thanks to you I really have the feel to blog regularly again. And well because twitter isn't a place for me to place my thoughts anymore. This is a good thing, cause not many knows this is still surviving. So probably next time I'm going to post here. But for more personal thoughts, I'm going to be posting it in my livejournal, obviously friend locked. Alright, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1316645548928632272?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1316645548928632272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1316645548928632272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1316645548928632272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1316645548928632272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/hi-retard-thanks-to-you-i-really-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3059819780504840009</id><published>2011-06-12T17:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T17:20:49.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There are some thoughts that I want to blog out. But somehow I know that there might be people still coming here to read. Relevant people. So for this post, it would be over &lt;a href="http://suffocatedsight.livejournal.com/" onmouseover="window.status='';return true" target="_blank" title=""&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3059819780504840009?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3059819780504840009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3059819780504840009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3059819780504840009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3059819780504840009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/there-are-some-thoughts-that-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2532540535680836487</id><published>2011-06-12T15:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T15:48:56.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>where are the photos you are supposed to show me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2532540535680836487?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2532540535680836487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2532540535680836487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2532540535680836487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2532540535680836487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/where-are-photos-you-are-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3059319085118551603</id><published>2011-06-09T22:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T22:57:15.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been way too long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging, reminds me of so many things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3059319085118551603?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3059319085118551603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3059319085118551603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3059319085118551603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3059319085118551603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2011/06/its-been-way-too-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1510154856226220198</id><published>2010-08-08T04:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T04:39:08.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I got really bored so I went to collect all this again. Round 2 beb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vollect instead of collect by Desmond.&lt;br /&gt;Shong instead of song by Desmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twittul instead of twitter by jun rong&lt;br /&gt;Winter instead of Water by Jun Rong.&lt;br /&gt;Stummore instead of Somemore by Jun Rong.&lt;br /&gt;Prank instead of plank by Jun Rong&lt;br /&gt;Flom instead of form by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"Cring water" instead of "drink water" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"ones thing" instead of "one thing" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Du du instead of du shu by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"i in love with the ball sia!" by jun rong. (refering to the ball on blackberry phone)&lt;br /&gt;Century squid instead of century square by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki instead of kaka by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timbalin instead of Timbaland by quek.&lt;br /&gt;"Keith kor kor mum" instead of "keith got more muscles" by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Reposam instead of reprogram by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Blackflip and backfwip instead of backflip by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Hiao instead of siao by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Blike instead of blind by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Cupboard instead of cardboard by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Borrow maci instead of borrow money from occi by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Ah long pangcake instead of ah long pancake by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Closs peg instead clothes peg by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Cycleling instead of cycling by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Less us early instead of left us early by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Wo3 mei3 instead of wo3 mai3 by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Chai the bu che instead of chai the puteh by quek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agen instead of agus by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;"The hots ans" instead of "the hot and" by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;"Why you so fud" instead of "why you so happy" by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;"I want to ride shoe ah." - hakim&lt;br /&gt;"quek's ma" instead of "quek's house" by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Repossess instead of reprogram by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Wan instead of what the fuck by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Flash fly instead of flash fire by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jusmine instead of jasmine by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Tielet instead of toilet by keith.&lt;br /&gt;smount instead of amount by keith.&lt;br /&gt;hapopen instead of happen by Keith.&lt;br /&gt;Pricila instead of Priscilla by Keith.&lt;br /&gt;Gay instead of gary by keith.&lt;br /&gt;"The leg on the angkong" instead of "The angkong on the leg" by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Guilter instead of Guilty by keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Double seben instead of double seven by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;Covernment instead of government by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;Seals instead of sales by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meowtese instead of maltese by viki.&lt;br /&gt;Otoh instead of otah by viki.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1510154856226220198?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1510154856226220198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1510154856226220198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1510154856226220198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1510154856226220198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-got-really-bored-so-i-went-to-collect.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-7584134402799729419</id><published>2010-08-08T03:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T03:56:20.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hello. Haven't had a proper post in like forever. Well, I am still deciding whether I want to start blogging again. Its like, there's like probably no readers here now. And well, I have this blog, a livejournal and a tumblr. So I not sure. The funny thing is, I haven't been posting in either one of them. Haha. Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Things nowadays have been.. I don't really know what word I should use to describe it. Sometimes its pretty fucked up, sometimes its pretty good. Don't really want to elaborate much on it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Oh well, I have lots of thoughts that I want to like express out. But I guess this is just not the place to place my thoughts down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Till next time, which I don't even know when will that be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-7584134402799729419?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7584134402799729419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=7584134402799729419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7584134402799729419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7584134402799729419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/08/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2162612312271668269</id><published>2010-08-01T00:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T00:06:24.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/TFRJnkKsWoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-xne6npmZbI/s1600/sfvsf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/TFRJnkKsWoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-xne6npmZbI/s400/sfvsf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500101988998470274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY HWANG MI YOUNG!! ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2162612312271668269?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2162612312271668269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2162612312271668269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2162612312271668269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2162612312271668269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-birthday-tiffany-hwang-mi-young.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/TFRJnkKsWoI/AAAAAAAAAGo/-xne6npmZbI/s72-c/sfvsf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1949613296042357811</id><published>2010-04-10T08:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T08:26:32.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=soshi1111.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 382px; height: 223px;" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/soshi1111.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Currently my favourite. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1949613296042357811?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1949613296042357811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1949613296042357811' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1949613296042357811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1949613296042357811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/04/currently-my-favourite.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4350732783036576048</id><published>2010-02-22T19:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T01:29:22.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So this is what happens when I am freaking bored. I went to my twitter, Jun Rong's twitter, Pearlyn's twitter and Hakim's twitter. And I compiled all of this!! Everything is in random order by the way. Have fun reading!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fee uh uh uh uh instead of fill by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;Pusb instead of push by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;Similiar instead of similar by Desmond.&lt;br /&gt;[pwer instead of power by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;CAM instead of CAN by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;Wate up instead of wake up by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;how instead of now by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;dingbuck instead of dingbug by desmond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wintermea instead of wintermelon by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Quek miah instead of quek mother by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"Mok a few more" instead of "make a few more" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"Mas hand" instead of "my hand" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"I help you blok" instead of "i help you block" by jun rong&lt;br /&gt;"Cycle the van" instead of "drive the van" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Ice infection instead of eye infection by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;LCLee instead of LCD by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Honta instead of Honda by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Hongny instead of horny by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Samsung Omnia Jet by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"i forget to ball my cap" instead "i forget to buy my cap" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Flart instead of fart by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Piyo instead of PAP by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;bleh instead of blow by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;rowing instead of rolling by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;titter instead of twitter by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;"Must keith give" instead of "must give keith" by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Miniskirt instead of minister by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Folice instead of police by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Sibei van instead of sibei vain by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Orleo xia miah instead of order xia ma by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;Sex instead of sec by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;conbertable instead of convertible by jun rong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horny G instead of Naughty G by Quek.&lt;br /&gt;"Time fast fast ah" instead of "time past fast ah" by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Silently laughting instead of silently laughing by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Sorru instead of sorry by quek.&lt;br /&gt;"how do you lon the ampost" instead of "how do you on the lamp post" by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Butter floss plawn instead of butter floss prawn by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Horny instead of corny by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Qian bu instead of quan bu by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Mantesen instead of maintenance by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Anterseptic instead of antiseptic by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Flight kying instead of kite flying by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Bukato instead of Bukit batok by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Prisshila instead of priscilla by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Geek instead of eat by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Buki batok sia!! Instead of Bukit batok sia!!(shouting) by quek.&lt;br /&gt;钱部 instead 全部 by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Watermental instead of watermelon by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Sportchhall instead of sportshall by quek.&lt;br /&gt;Cosmestic and comestic instead of cosmetic by quek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mopi kao instead of mopiko by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;Capsu instead of capsule by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;Ya-low instead of yellow by gilda.&lt;br /&gt;Collect colour instead of correct colour by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;Smwell instead of smell by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;九层朝 instead of 九层糕 by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;Give out fryer instead of flyer by Gilda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strang instead of strand by keith.&lt;br /&gt;"One dollar nine hour" instead of "one hour nine dollar" by keith.&lt;br /&gt;"3 for $9" instead of "9 for $3" by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Mek instead of make by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Feach tea instead of peach tea by keith.&lt;br /&gt;"The knife where will nust" instead of "The knife where will rust" by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Penbao instead of penpal by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Stabby instead of stable by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Nonshense instead of nonsense by keith.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimemes instead of sometimes by keith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piu instead of pale by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;lapak instead of lepak by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;turqeese colour instead of turquoise colour by Vivien.&lt;br /&gt;Bring gangster instead of Bring kingston by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;Thumpines instead of tampines by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;Cancer instead cleanser by vivien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apa station instead of Mrt station by pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Quak instead of quek by pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Quelled instead of quek by pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Wild smile instead of wide smile by pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;Q instead of ! by pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silency instead of silently by Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Larter instead of letter by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Blong instead of brown by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;conversatin instead of conversation by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Cream pus instead of cream pie by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Jag instead of j by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;"I got sleep tomorrow" instead of "I got work tomrrow" by Hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Toilet light close instead of toilet light off by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Sometrimes instead of sometimes by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Bag hands instead of big hands by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Stody instead of story by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Ah ah instead of co worker by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;dar-ta instead of data (day-ta) by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Cup instead of cut by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;Cock instead of quek by hakim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beer instead of bill by wan xin.&lt;br /&gt;poople instead of people by Wan Xin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incest instead of incense by Sylvia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4350732783036576048?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4350732783036576048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4350732783036576048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4350732783036576048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4350732783036576048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/02/so-this-is-what-happens-when-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3238490152312618992</id><published>2010-01-17T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T01:31:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 16TH BIRTHDAY TO GILDA CHONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3238490152312618992?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3238490152312618992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3238490152312618992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3238490152312618992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3238490152312618992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-16th-birthday-to-gilda-chong.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-9208037775337829209</id><published>2010-01-02T13:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:12:04.104+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO PEARLYN CHEE SHU HUI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO DARREN WONG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY TO ARUL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Heard the 12 noon chime yesterday. Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-9208037775337829209?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9208037775337829209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=9208037775337829209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9208037775337829209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9208037775337829209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-18th-birthday-to-pearlyn-chee-shu.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-9098366735092647387</id><published>2010-01-01T03:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T03:59:29.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY TO GERMAINE WONG!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;2010 is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My resolutions :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Be a better person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- CAR LICENSE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- Do well in my studies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;- $$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This year's resolutions are really simple. Yeah. And I'll still wait for that opportunity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-9098366735092647387?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9098366735092647387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=9098366735092647387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9098366735092647387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9098366735092647387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year-to-all-happy-17th.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8755016049765001075</id><published>2009-12-16T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T01:48:06.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One year ago, on this very day, 16/12/2008....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8755016049765001075?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8755016049765001075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8755016049765001075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8755016049765001075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8755016049765001075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/12/one-year-ago-on-this-very-day-16122008.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2791595664604762676</id><published>2009-11-22T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T17:13:11.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went to Food Fair at Expo yesterday and saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Photo0235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 387px; HEIGHT: 291px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Photo0235.jpg" width="426" height="331" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Epic man!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2791595664604762676?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2791595664604762676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2791595664604762676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2791595664604762676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2791595664604762676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/11/went-to-food-fair-at-expo-yesterday-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8796974389038359736</id><published>2009-10-06T03:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T03:56:04.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01177.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 391px; HEIGHT: 613px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01177.jpg" width="406" height="625" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;The photo on the top is taken in 2007. The photo on the bottom is taken hours ago. The changes we had within this 2 years is like a lot eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8796974389038359736?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8796974389038359736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8796974389038359736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8796974389038359736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8796974389038359736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-on-top-is-taken-in-2007.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4769118093058538537</id><published>2009-09-30T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T01:40:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi. First things first, a couple of (belated) birthday wishes to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuet Thng who turned 18 on September 16.&lt;br /&gt;Guna who turned 17 on September 22.&lt;br /&gt;Hakim who turned 22 on September 25.&lt;br /&gt;Cassandra who turned 18 on September 28.&lt;br /&gt;Vivien the Ah Hai who turned 15 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, lately it has been, a little disappointing. Not very happy. Many things happened. Mostly kind of depressing. Ah well. Ok, so 28-30th September was the F904 class chalet. Fun. Kind of lazy to elaborate whatever that happened here la. Probably going to post about it in my livejournal haha. For pictures taken during the chalet, please click&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='';return true" title="" href="http://www.facebook.com/suffocatedsight?v=photos&amp;amp;ref=profile#/album.php?aid=111512&amp;amp;id=523693399" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;. Alright, till next time, which I don't know when would it be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4769118093058538537?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4769118093058538537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4769118093058538537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4769118093058538537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4769118093058538537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3584544964307686375</id><published>2009-08-31T01:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T02:22:30.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi everybody. I'm updating this blog due to a couple of things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok firstly, SISTER GILDA I UPDATED THE BLOG ALREADY HOR. hahaha (Secret handshake).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Secondly, I have to promote something for noob. Ok everyone (Actually cater more towards girls ah huh.), visit this&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='';return true" title="" href="http://lipslikeshugar.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;blogshop&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everything's sold at a reasonable price. Ok I don't know how should I promote this actually. I'm not paid to do this. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3584544964307686375?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3584544964307686375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3584544964307686375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3584544964307686375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3584544964307686375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-everybody.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8535665422501885116</id><published>2009-08-20T03:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T03:11:37.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its the reason why my livejournal is locked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ignorance is bliss.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8535665422501885116?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8535665422501885116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8535665422501885116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8535665422501885116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8535665422501885116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-reason-why-my-livejournal-is-locked.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2950060385012679941</id><published>2009-08-17T23:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T12:40:44.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sorry ah cheat abit for the time. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today was really well spent. Went to Hakim's house at 1 plus am to watch DVDs. Quek went also. Stayed there till 5 plus. After that went down to 844 for breakfast with Quek. Went home after that. Used computer till like 8 plus. Quek came over and return my bike. Chat till around 9 plus am. I fell asleep after that. Woke up at 12 plus noon. Slacked at home all the way till 5 plus pm. Went down to meet Keith, Quek, Vivien, Gilda, Pearlyn and Jin Huat. Made our way to TM. Bought movie tickets, ate at LJS. Watched "Where got Ghost?". The movie super funny ah sia. 4/5 stars. Made our way to smoking corner. Then, the cake appeared. I GOT SMASHED IN THE FACE NOT ONCE, NOT TWICE, BUT 3 TIMES!!!! Thanks a lot ah you guys.... Ok, slacked there for quite some time after that. Left for home soon after. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;GUESS WHO SAID THIS TO ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U ~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO DORATHEXPLORER DESMOND CHEW DUMBO~&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO U~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Guess correctly and you'll get a prize LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok I'm lazy to post the pictures here. For the pictures please go to my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a onmouseover="window.status='';return true" title="" href="http://suffocatedsight.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;livejournal&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2950060385012679941?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2950060385012679941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2950060385012679941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2950060385012679941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2950060385012679941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/08/sorry-ah-cheat-abit-for-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5460537940936683281</id><published>2009-08-02T04:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T04:51:04.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi, I'm back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Many things have happened between the 2 months plus that I've been away from this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So for now, all I can say is, I'm slowly letting go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yup. Till next time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5460537940936683281?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5460537940936683281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5460537940936683281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5460537940936683281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5460537940936683281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/08/hi-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2908539187639352667</id><published>2009-05-27T02:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T02:54:57.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I'm sorry about all the things I said to you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I know, I can't take it back.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2908539187639352667?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2908539187639352667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2908539187639352667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2908539187639352667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2908539187639352667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-sorry-about-all-things-i-said-to-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4000199318593469838</id><published>2009-05-26T00:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T01:01:40.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Going to disappear for now. Not sure when I'll be back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So to readers, nothing for you to read. And to kpo motherfuckers who view my blog just to laugh at me, too bad for you, go suck chode.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Why must it happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4000199318593469838?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4000199318593469838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4000199318593469838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4000199318593469838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4000199318593469838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi_26.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8281102705053940392</id><published>2009-05-23T22:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T22:30:12.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today I.. Eh fuck la whatever. I'm not feeling well. Plus I'm not feeling very happy from the start of the day. Its been like this for days. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Held captive, I'm a prisoner&lt;br /&gt;In the back room where the water leaks and I'm oh, so cold&lt;br /&gt;Command me on what to do, but we both know neither you or I are in&lt;br /&gt;control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing left for me here&lt;br /&gt;I'm grabbing on to what's left of this hole.&lt;br /&gt;It's all too real this can't be happening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never again, ever again, will I say I'm Ok&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared of the fate that will become mine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No time to talk you know the drill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my desk this can't be it&lt;br /&gt;I'm only dreaming, I've got to be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;but I can't get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place&lt;br /&gt;This is where I arrange (x2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so funny how we see things so clear&lt;br /&gt;when we have no time left to live&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lay back now and take it in&lt;br /&gt;I won't say a word. I won't say anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe how it feels&lt;br /&gt;To stand here in this room&lt;br /&gt;and feel like it's going to blow&lt;br /&gt;I think we're all going to blow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my desk this can't be it&lt;br /&gt;I'm only dreaming, I've got to be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;but I can't get up. No time to talk, not this time, this is my place&lt;br /&gt;This is where I arrange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;We've got to be dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Please don't wake me up&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8281102705053940392?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8281102705053940392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8281102705053940392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8281102705053940392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8281102705053940392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/today-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4285610532542378591</id><published>2009-05-20T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T23:31:38.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Really, really frustrated just now. So I went out to ride alone just now. Well, for awhile that is. Met Jun Rong and Jeremy Chiu at SP2 after that. Chat and all. Played abit. Yeah. Left at around 10+ pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;These few days = crap. Many things are really bothering me big time. Felt really annoyed and all. Sheesh. I really got to solve everything, if I could that is. I don't want to slowly piss everybody off. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4285610532542378591?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4285610532542378591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4285610532542378591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4285610532542378591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4285610532542378591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/really-really-frustrated-just-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8741080312889069283</id><published>2009-05-20T01:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T01:54:23.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Quick update. Cause my medicine is starting to take effect and I feeling a little drowsy. zzzz. School was.. normal today. Nothing much to talk about. Went to Design School canteen with my classmates after school to eat. Went straight home after that. Napped cause I was feeling drowsy. Yes, my medicine. -.- Woke up for dinner. Stoned abit. Went out to meet Quek and Jun Rong. Went to Starbucks Walltap there to meet Hafiz. Slacked abit. Talked to Jun Rong about some problems. Resolved them already. Well yeah. Went to MRT Cheers after that. Chat chat. After that went to Hafiz's house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have a new favourite show!!! NITRO CIRCUS!! Yeah, was watching it at Hafiz's house. Watched for 5 episodes then we left. Met up with Hakim at Telepark 7-11. On our way there when I was bunnyhopping, I somehow pedal slipped and my left hand hit my handlebar. I don't know how it happened la but then now my fingers on my left hand can't bend properly. Chee bye.. Yeah, I'm actually struggling a little while typing this post. Sheesh. Ok anyway, Quek had a slow pinch. Sat down there and chatted. Left for home after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8741080312889069283?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8741080312889069283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8741080312889069283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8741080312889069283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8741080312889069283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/quick-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1463068514222210321</id><published>2009-05-16T11:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T18:54:42.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hey all. Well, everything pretty much went according to plan today. Well, except for like 1 or 2 la. Enjoyed myself today. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day started at like 8 am. Dragged myself out of bed at 8 am. Went to bathe. Change and everything. After that went to find my mum to get ez-link money LOL. Made my way down to Clementi after that. Long train ride. In order to get a seat (hahaha), I backtracked to Pasir Ris. Then from Pasir Ris sat the train all the way to Clementi. Well, I wanted to go to Wan Xin's house to give her surprise la. But 2 stupid things happened. 1, I can't find the shuttle bus to the condo. 2, according to her, it was lunch break so there isn't any bus there. Sheesh. I went through so much trouble to trick her for her address. LOL. Anyway, end up calling her. So I had no choice but to tell her I was being a lu chi in Clementi. So I met her near the Mac there. Sat down at void deck to talk awhile after that. 2nd surprise. Gave her this box with a paper inside. And I claimed it was her birthday present. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took bus to Plaza Sing there after that. Went to get brownies for Jaslyn. Muhammad came. Slack slack abit. After that we walked all the way to City Hall. Sat at that lepak place that me and her used to slack last time. Talk a lot of crap. Made our way to Bugis after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Hakim. Then Zhenyu and Jaslyn. Went to arcade to play play abit. Quek came after that. Made our way to Haji Lane. Slacked. Took pictures. Laughed. Hafiz came. I got rubber band-ed badly. Thanks a lot ah.. Gave her her real birthday present also. Well, we left at like 9+ pm. Cause she had some problems. So ya. Waited with her for cab. Walked to Lavender MRT Station with Quek, Hakim and Hafiz after that. Trained back to Tampines. Went to Burger King cause Quek wanted to eat. Walked to Interchange Mac after that. Ran into Keith and co. Lepak abit. Walked home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures. Pardon me for the blur photos. My camera sucks without flash. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg75BfhXTvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7Yz9yyzOfCw/s1600-h/DSCN2528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476412517240562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg75BfhXTvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7Yz9yyzOfCw/s400/DSCN2528.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ARTISTIC SIOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg75BMBxqHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N8dQIbiaFfc/s1600-h/DSCN2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476407284476018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg75BMBxqHI/AAAAAAAAAFc/N8dQIbiaFfc/s400/DSCN2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;YES I'M WEARING A BRIGHT BLUE COLOUR SHIRT. NO THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH ME AND I DIDN'T HIT MY HEAD OR WHATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74us0JG6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/vvhLbPPulbg/s1600-h/DSCN2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476089668148130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74us0JG6I/AAAAAAAAAFU/vvhLbPPulbg/s400/DSCN2530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Focusing on the PSP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uT8BFFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wJ1JGYdYbTQ/s1600-h/DSCN2532.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476082990290002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uT8BFFI/AAAAAAAAAFM/wJ1JGYdYbTQ/s400/DSCN2532.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zhenyu is shocked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uX-SDnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CnfyVl_kaIU/s1600-h/DSCN2533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476084073533042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uX-SDnI/AAAAAAAAAFE/CnfyVl_kaIU/s400/DSCN2533.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy Muhammad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uA1WUzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kK4Okq3B4ts/s1600-h/DSCN2535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476077862048562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74uA1WUzI/AAAAAAAAAE8/kK4Okq3B4ts/s400/DSCN2535.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Happy me. Normal Zhenyu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74tzvVBRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EouBTM9b2Xg/s1600-h/DSCN2538.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336476074347136274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74tzvVBRI/AAAAAAAAAE0/EouBTM9b2Xg/s400/DSCN2538.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Random. I know its blur la....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74D3gUFOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lD6i6wWoUcU/s1600-h/DSCN2542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475353803396322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74D3gUFOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/lD6i6wWoUcU/s400/DSCN2542.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Zhenyu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DubotSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9d0JRumUdI4/s1600-h/DSCN2545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475351367857442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DubotSI/AAAAAAAAAEk/9d0JRumUdI4/s400/DSCN2545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;WHY IS THERE A TUBE THERE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DWdpxbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6BGeA97orfQ/s1600-h/DSCN2551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475344933864882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DWdpxbI/AAAAAAAAAEc/6BGeA97orfQ/s400/DSCN2551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wan Xin and Jaslyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DKdkjLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TTyl2AnNeAI/s1600-h/DSCN2555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475341712297138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DKdkjLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/TTyl2AnNeAI/s400/DSCN2555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BLUR AH SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DP-WG2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/QoqX7w2yHlI/s1600-h/DSCN2556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336475343191939938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg74DP-WG2I/AAAAAAAAAEM/QoqX7w2yHlI/s400/DSCN2556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OMG HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PitWjfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IQJu5ONXUTs/s1600-h/DSCN2558.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336474454867742194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PitWjfI/AAAAAAAAAEE/IQJu5ONXUTs/s400/DSCN2558.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hakim speedster siol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PVGUW_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZRxdvID3Rmg/s1600-h/DSCN2560.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336474451214359538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PVGUW_I/AAAAAAAAAD8/ZRxdvID3Rmg/s400/DSCN2560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Jaslyn, Wan Xin and Me. I TOLD YOU ITS BLUR WITHOUT FLASH ALREADY RIGHT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PG5DksI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SlZBhDqvsJE/s1600-h/DSCN2561.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336474447400637122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73PG5DksI/AAAAAAAAAD0/SlZBhDqvsJE/s400/DSCN2561.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is better. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73OzkCHCI/AAAAAAAAADs/uTM7PSexCic/s1600-h/DSCN2566.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336474442212187170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73OzkCHCI/AAAAAAAAADs/uTM7PSexCic/s400/DSCN2566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Guess who??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73OiH4PKI/AAAAAAAAADk/EcRRz7rWqbE/s1600-h/DSCN2571.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336474437530696866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg73OiH4PKI/AAAAAAAAADk/EcRRz7rWqbE/s400/DSCN2571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Random number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72drlWSrI/AAAAAAAAADc/GS74NHoDWYc/s1600-h/DSCN2575.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473598256630450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72drlWSrI/AAAAAAAAADc/GS74NHoDWYc/s400/DSCN2575.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAKIM YOUR FACE MAINTAIN ABIT LEH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72dRjyRFI/AAAAAAAAADU/CKRfu0Xy8rs/s1600-h/DSCN2576.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473591270753362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72dRjyRFI/AAAAAAAAADU/CKRfu0Xy8rs/s400/DSCN2576.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Aww.. Don't they look like couples..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72dBgZaQI/AAAAAAAAADM/-fdiuOFQnLs/s1600-h/DSCN2578.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473586961574146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72dBgZaQI/AAAAAAAAADM/-fdiuOFQnLs/s400/DSCN2578.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hafiz and Quek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72c2a_7JI/AAAAAAAAADE/I81R6Ln-EnU/s1600-h/DSCN2579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473583986142354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72c2a_7JI/AAAAAAAAADE/I81R6Ln-EnU/s400/DSCN2579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Wan Xin the Birthday Girl and Me. YA LA ITS BLUR LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72cvMRP0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/aGXhksjIWFY/s1600-h/DSCN2580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336473582045314882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg72cvMRP0I/AAAAAAAAAC8/aGXhksjIWFY/s400/DSCN2580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71bCxgiUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8EWdykzAlic/s1600-h/DSCN2581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472453430413634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71bCxgiUI/AAAAAAAAAC0/8EWdykzAlic/s400/DSCN2581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Camwhore number 1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71a3e9nlI/AAAAAAAAACs/h88YWU34Eis/s1600-h/DSCN2582.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472450399837778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71a3e9nlI/AAAAAAAAACs/h88YWU34Eis/s400/DSCN2582.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Camwhore number 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71axkBvAI/AAAAAAAAACk/iCYS81sacU8/s1600-h/DSCN2583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472448810466306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71axkBvAI/AAAAAAAAACk/iCYS81sacU8/s400/DSCN2583.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Camwhore number 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71annOuxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ToGJHr9p248/s1600-h/DSCN2584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472446139546386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71annOuxI/AAAAAAAAACc/ToGJHr9p248/s400/DSCN2584.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Camwhore number 4.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71abrhEeI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZeuMs1UcMgc/s1600-h/DSCN2589.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336472442936300002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg71abrhEeI/AAAAAAAAACU/ZeuMs1UcMgc/s400/DSCN2589.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And Lastly, Wan Xin the Birthday Girl and Me again. This time clearer lor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Something is bothering me big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1463068514222210321?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1463068514222210321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1463068514222210321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1463068514222210321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1463068514222210321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg75BfhXTvI/AAAAAAAAAFk/7Yz9yyzOfCw/s72-c/DSCN2528.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2060523781649570300</id><published>2009-05-16T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T00:03:14.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAPPY 17TH BIRTHDAY TO ONG WAN XIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;For the latest post, please scroll down. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2060523781649570300?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2060523781649570300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2060523781649570300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2060523781649570300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2060523781649570300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-17th-birthday-to-ong-wan-xin.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1706928625307502560</id><published>2009-05-15T21:14:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:37:26.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just now at 2+ am when I was chionging my Research Journal, I was also chatting with Hakim. And some very funny shit happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click on the picture to see a larger version of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uG2dxGNI/AAAAAAAAACM/osuJN3vI3UY/s1600-h/hahahaha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336042197482543314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uG2dxGNI/AAAAAAAAACM/osuJN3vI3UY/s400/hahahaha.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hakim was telling me that there is this wasp in his kitchen and he is taking a broom to chase it away. So I drew out a drawing of how it would look like. Complete with the flat top and the big nose. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGx71zhI/AAAAAAAAACE/LETdQ9FHwRc/s1600-h/hahahaha+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336042196266503698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGx71zhI/AAAAAAAAACE/LETdQ9FHwRc/s400/hahahaha+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I told him I tried to get his hair and nose right. Then he was like "FUCKER" then he drew a drawing of what was supposedly me. And it made me laugh like crap la. Cause the drawing looks like a potato man or something. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGkydOmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/F4g3Z5tq0qE/s1600-h/hahahaha+3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336042192737483362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGkydOmI/AAAAAAAAAB8/F4g3Z5tq0qE/s400/hahahaha+3.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;After that he told me he drove the wasp into the dustbin and he closed the door. So I drew another drawing of him. Complete with the flat top and the big nose too. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGpCYgiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aeDHfrfQoe0/s1600-h/hahahaha+4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336042193878024738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 225px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uGpCYgiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/aeDHfrfQoe0/s400/hahahaha+4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;End up Hakim himself also draw a drawing of himself. YOU KNOW, THE "HAKIM" IN THE DRAWING THAT HE DREW REMINDS ME OF A BULL!! AHAHAHA. THE EFFECTS OF A BIG NOSE. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yup, that's all. Ok, I am like anxious for tomorrow. HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1706928625307502560?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1706928625307502560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1706928625307502560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1706928625307502560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1706928625307502560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-now-at-2-am-when-i-was-chionging.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zEKw6s8lGDA/Sg1uG2dxGNI/AAAAAAAAACM/osuJN3vI3UY/s72-c/hahahaha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-904095670165057691</id><published>2009-05-15T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T17:02:45.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its 1.52 am. I'm doing my wrtoral. And wrtoral is a pain in the ass. WRTORAL FUCKING SUCKS LA. Anyway, I've decided to take a breather from this stupid wrtoral and blog now. Well, I don't know what to blog about actually. Cause I guess my brain isn't functioning well now. Sheesh. I guess I'm tired, really really tired.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Sometimes I really feel like I'm an idiot. =/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5PM PLEASE COME QUICK 5PM PLEASE COME QUICK!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SATURDAY PLEASE COME QUICK SATURDAY PLEASE COME QUICK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-904095670165057691?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/904095670165057691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=904095670165057691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/904095670165057691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/904095670165057691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-1_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3673512328619341128</id><published>2009-05-12T00:38:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T01:00:56.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm tired. -.- Ah well, 1st things 1st,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED 17th BIRTHDAY TO JASLYN&lt;/span&gt; (Eh its like past 0000 hours already so its technically the next day.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, went to school feeling fucking tired la.. Web Design is super crappy. Damn sleepy. And the stupid teacher suck at teaching. The book is like much much clearer la. Emaths lecture was ok. Comp Prog ok also. Wtroral was crap la.. Did the group presentation thing. Was ok at 1st. But then towards the end the stupid teacher drag the time. Ended a little late. -.- So after school rushed to meet Wan Xin and Jaslyn near Business School ah. PAISEH FOR BEING LATE!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bus-ed to Tampines Interchange. MRT-ed to City Hall. Reached Nyny early. Started to webcam with my laptop while waiting for the rest to come. Slowly they 1 by 1 came. Zhenyu, Clarence, Muhammad then followed by Xin Yi. Ate, chatted, laughed and all. After that went out to slack with Wan Xin and Muhammad. Just like old times, just like old times.. Caught up with Muhammad abit. Haha. Had a little "guys talk" with him. Talked about quite a lot of stuff. After that went back to Nyny, Clarence left followed by Xin Yi, then Wan Xin and Muhammad left. Sat there and chat with Jaslyn and Zhenyu for awhile. Yeah. Left for Tampines after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home and showered. Left for SP2 to meet Quek, Jun Rong and Keith. Frinch was there too. Lepak abit. Left for Jurong Cafe (No its not at Jurong, its in Tampines.). Hakim and Frinch were there. Slacked, talked and all. After that Me, Keith and Quek left for Quek's house void deck. Slack slack. Chatted and all then we left for home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0053.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 266px" height="305" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Picture0053.jpg" width="464" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;A proper photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0068.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 407px; HEIGHT: 267px" height="292" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Picture0068.jpg" width="495" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I spotted a retard so I pointed at 1!! LOL!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0072.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 404px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="290" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Picture0072.jpg" width="464" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Revenge is sweet eh Wan Xin?? Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0052.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 402px; HEIGHT: 252px" height="279" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Picture0052.jpg" width="452" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Actually there are much more photos la, but you see, I'm fucking tired and I feel lazy when I'm tired. So I would probably post them another time or something. Shall end this post. SLEEP!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Desmond Desmond, you should get it off your mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Run don't walk the sky is falling through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't talk, tonight I'm so confused&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm lost, I'm lost with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I don't care where we are, or where were heading to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But I know I'm lost, I'm lost with you, with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For the record, when I'm with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Things are looking better&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;For once everything is brighter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Than the darkness before you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3673512328619341128?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3673512328619341128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3673512328619341128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3673512328619341128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3673512328619341128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1985220044063977349</id><published>2009-05-10T08:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T08:36:45.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its another "staying out till the next morning" day for me again. Well, last night has been quite enjoyable. Shall not go into details. Well, basically Me, Quek, Jun Rong, Keith and Arul went to Matthew's house for movie marathon after going out. Went there at around 12 plus or so. Watched 1 and a half movies. Haha. After that we went to Srisun to eat. Hakim dropped by for awhile. Later on it started to rain heavily, so we sat under 897 and waited for the rain to stop. But that doesn't seem to be the case. So end up us, with the exception of Arul, went back to Matthew's house. Slacked there till like 7 plus am then we left. Stopped by flower shop for awhile then we went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ah I hope the floor will be dry in the afternoon later. Or at least it wouldn't rain later. If not soccer session would be ruined. Well, its been such a long time since the old group has came together to play soccer la.. Ah, hope for the best I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh anyway, TO ALL MOTHERS IN THE WORLD, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Damn I can't sleep. -.- I guess I shall continue doing my Wtroral, since I have nothing to do now. Till next time!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Monday Monday Monday Monday Monday Monday Monday Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1985220044063977349?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1985220044063977349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1985220044063977349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1985220044063977349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1985220044063977349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-another-staying-out-till-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8960884606539280733</id><published>2009-05-09T07:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T07:39:43.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Feeling a little better today. Now here I am, munching away the cereal, just reaching home like 1 hour + ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, school started out pretty fine. Left my house and it was raining. Walked the shelter all the way till the end. So I decided to stand at the end of the shelter and wait for the rain to stop. But it doesn't seem to work. -.- Luckily ran into Yanglin, so I was saved from being drenched. Haha. Thanks a lot!! Ok anyway, lunch with my classmates after school. Went straight home after that. Slept for the whole afternoon. Don't know why I was so fucking tired. Woke up during evening time. Watched abit of TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Keith came over at night. Helped me fix my chain. Kudos to him. After that left for SP2. Met up with Quek, Jun Rong and Jeremy Chiu there. Many other riders were there. Min came. Zafran, Wilson, Aidan and another guy came after that. Slacked, played etc. Hakim came. Laugh like crazy. Left for Hakim's house to do some bike maintainance after that. Azri came. Left for SP2 again. Faiz came. Zafran, that other guy and Aidan left. Slacked somemore. After that went to Sports Hall to meet up with the 3. Played abit. Left for Interchange Mac with Hakim, Quek, Keith, Azri and Min to eat. The rest slacked at MRT Cheers. Went back to meet them. Went to Tampines 1 banks, hoping to play B.O.D.O.H. But the stupid security guard was standing there like some idiot. After that left for the triangle place. Continued playing. Cops came. We ran. Continue playing at SP2. Play until everyone sian. So slowly 1 by 1 left. Only left me, Quek, Hakim, Faiz, Keith, Azri, Wilson and Aidan. Talk talk and all. Suddenly it looked like it was going to rain. So we went to some shelter to slack. Keith went back. After that went to void deck to slack. Started to rain fucking heavily. Had nothing to do. Lied down since I was feeling super uncomfortable. Stomachache. -.- Then they started to pluck my white hair, cause they had nothing to do. Felt better, rain stopped. Went to CC Cheers to get drinks. Slacked at the staircase at CC there. Slacked for quite some time and then we went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8960884606539280733?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8960884606539280733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8960884606539280733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8960884606539280733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8960884606539280733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/feeling-little-better-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8040433422549441276</id><published>2009-05-07T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:52:06.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm still pissed off with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Thank god tomorrow's friday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But then again, what's the use? I don't even feel like riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is getting nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8040433422549441276?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8040433422549441276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8040433422549441276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8040433422549441276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8040433422549441276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-pissed-off-with-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8821334749756346133</id><published>2009-05-06T22:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T00:38:31.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok, my internet at home is fucking screwed up. Can't connect to it at all. So I'm using my laptop at CC Mac now. Slow shit sia. Well, today I'm not going to post about whatever that happened. Just know that I bought my backpack ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to you know who, I'm sorry if I ever ever hurt you. Truth is, IT IS REALLY NOT ABOUT YOU. I can swear that I NEVER, NEVER had the thought that you were making use of me la. Why the fuck would I want to have that thought anyway. To me, meeting you and hanging out with you makes me happy, cause I'm able to make you happy in the end. I admit I'm stupid, but seriously, WHATEVER ME AND GRACE TALKED ABOUT WEREN'T ABOUT YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry for hurting you if I ever did and I really wish for the worse to not happen at all. Which is you ignoring me. I never want you to ignore me again ever since that time. I really don't want. To the point I really hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 0018 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great. JUST GREAT. Awhile ago I just fucking snapped my chain and fell and then injured myself. WHAT THE FUCK MAN. Seriously. I'm really fucking pissed off now. HOW "GOOD" CAN MY DAY BE MAN. AND I THOUGHT I COULD CHEER UP AFTER BUYING MY BACKPACK. HOW FUCKING WRONG COULD I BE MAN. HOW FUCKING WRONG. 1st I hurt her, 2nd I snapped my damn chain, 3rd I fell and injured myself and scrapped my orchids, 4th I hurt this other close friend of mine. Great, just great. I really can't take it anymore. I am really fucking pissed with myself. Why the fuck does all of this happen all at the same time. I guess that feeling I had 2 days ago really hit me hard today. Fuck. Great, just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8821334749756346133?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8821334749756346133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8821334749756346133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8821334749756346133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8821334749756346133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/ok-my-internet-at-home-is-fucking.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6820163549484443</id><published>2009-05-06T11:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T11:32:17.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's not what you think. I was talking about another thing. Please believe me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6820163549484443?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6820163549484443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6820163549484443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6820163549484443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6820163549484443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-not-what-you-think.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6654972655703545173</id><published>2009-05-06T02:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T03:07:59.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Remember yesterday I said I had a bad feeling? It didn't happen yesterday. It happened today. Had a slow pinch today. Sucks real bad. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, managed to change inner tube and all and I don't have a slack chain anymore!! Ok, slacked with Quek, Keith and Arul at CC Cheers after that. Hakim came. Went to Tampines 1 there to play. After that went to Interchange Mac. Arul and Keith went back. Jun Rong came. Went to MRT Cheers. Slack slack. Went to Telepark 7-11 after that. Slacked, drank Nutrisoy. Went back after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eh Grace Yeo ah, maybe what you said was right. Maybe I'm being made used of? Maybe I'm really that stupid? Maybe I'm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6654972655703545173?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6654972655703545173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6654972655703545173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6654972655703545173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6654972655703545173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/remember-yesterday-i-said-i-had-bad.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-591992587103154540</id><published>2009-05-04T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:42:14.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi I'm in school now. Computer programming. Damn bored now. And I am having a bad feeling about today. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets hope I could go out with her soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-591992587103154540?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/591992587103154540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=591992587103154540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/591992587103154540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/591992587103154540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi-im-in-school-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-9128220175024307646</id><published>2009-05-04T01:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T01:42:58.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Nothing much today. Don't really want to blog about it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh and I pulled off bunnyhop footjam twice today!! Yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Anyway, I'm so glad that I've posted that 4F photo in Facebook. It definitely gets all my 4F classmates talking ah. Which is good. Man, I really miss 4F.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;But I miss you even more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-9128220175024307646?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/9128220175024307646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=9128220175024307646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9128220175024307646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/9128220175024307646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-3922697007812696648</id><published>2009-05-03T00:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T01:14:38.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi. I love my laptop LOL. But the damn problem lies with my damn wireless at home la. Got some shitty cisco shit I think, then my laptop can't connect to the wireless at home. zzzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, went to my maternal grandmother's house in the morning to help carry some heavy stuff la. Sat around there and chatted with my uncle after that. Left at 12 plus. stayed home all the way till like 5 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Wan Xin around that time. Sat at void deck. Used my laptop for abit. We went to CC Mac after that. Used the wireless internet there. OK THEN SOMETHING REALLY FREAKY HAPPENED. Well, we were minding our own business using my laptop. Then got this old ah peh suddenly talked to me and ask me about my laptop and all. So I politely answered him. After that I didn't bother about him la, Wan Xin that dummy was laughing like an idiot (haha). So I talked to Wan Xin and everything. Then that old ah peh keep asking me questions about the laptop la. So as usual I answered. Then I begin to feel a little irritated. So I quickly like pack up and leave la. THEN NABEI CHEE BYE THAT OLD AH PEK ASKED ME FOR MY NUMBER CAUSE HE WANT TO ASK ME ABOUT LAPTOP STUFF. FUCK SIA I TOLD HIM IT WAS FUCKING INCONVENIENT AND THEN ME AND WAN XIN WALKED SUPER FAST OUT OF CC MAC. SUPER FREAKY SHIT SIA!!!! Ok anyway, waited with her for cab. Then ya, walked home. Stayed home till like 9 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Keith and Jun Rong at SP2 at like 9 plus. Slacked there for quite some time. Jeremy Chiu came. Went to 844. After that went to Smoking Corner. Went back after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, behold, the very 1st webcam picture from my laptop.. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture0001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 401px; HEIGHT: 268px" height="268" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/Picture0001.jpg" width="491" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;As usual I look super retarded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hmmm, I want to dare this particular someone to find me trouble. Hmm.... Read my blog somemore la, read my blog somemore..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-3922697007812696648?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/3922697007812696648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=3922697007812696648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3922697007812696648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/3922697007812696648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8594429157737829807</id><published>2009-05-02T07:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T14:09:01.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just got home like around half an hour ago? Well, it has been quite some time since I rode until so late la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, everything started in the afternoon. Met up with Wan Xin at Tampines MRT Station. Eh well, actually I was supposed to ride to Sengkang with Keith and co. But eh, you know la.. So ya, so sorry dude. I'll owe you 1. Ok anyway, back to story or whatever, walked around Tampines 1 with her (HAHA Tampines 1 again.). After that well, went to SP2 to slack slack with her ah. Sat there chat, see riders play and all. Jun Rong and Jeremy Chiu rode by SP2. Saw us, so slacked with us. Quek came down. Slacked. After that Keith and co came for a while. Then left for Sengkang. Quek left for work. Well, decided to go town. JUN RONG THAT ASSHOLE AS USUAL TOOK FUCKING LONG. So me and her waited and waited until it got really bored. So we left for Tampines MRT Station 1st. Met up with Jun Rong and Jeremy Chiu at MRT station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Left for town. Went to the Gucci shop cause Jun Rong that bugger wanted to change his pathetically small coin pouch for a wallet. So ya, after that went to Cineleisure. Ate at foodcourt. Slack slack awhile. Went to Sommerset Skatepark. Look at riders play. After that went back to Tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Went home and changed. Went out to ride after that. Quek, Jun Rong, Azri, Keith, Qi Long, Jeremy Chiu, Ryan, Mark were at SP2. Play play abit. After that all of us with the exception of Qi Long went to MRT Cheers to meet up with Hafiz. Slacked that for very long. Slowly Mark, Ryan, Jeremy Chiu and Jun Rong one by one left. Decided to go Pasir Ris. Followed Hafiz to take bike. Left for Pasir Ris. Went to Pasir Ris Park there the spider web. Sat up there for fucking long. Talk cock and all. After that Ruben, Aidan and Chester came. Slacked there and talk cock even longer. After that went into some chalet to get free drinks lol. See Chester do nice nose manuals at carpark there. Stupid hoodie stare like a moron. Left the place after that. After that went to some random place. Hafiz, Chester and Ruben tried to gap this fucking long road. Kind of cool I must say. After that we went to Pasir Ris Central. Cheapo juice-d. Slack awhile then everyone went back to Tampines. Went to MRT Cheers again. Learning my bunnyhop footjam. Learning to pop out of the footjam also. Hard ah sia. Always fucking pop backwards. ZZZZZ. Ok, so I left at like 6.30 am after that. Now here I am, blogging. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh ya and anyway, WAN XIN, WE TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT THE "BUYING PRESENT FOR YOUR FRIEND" THING!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think I'm going crazy. HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] 2.08 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Some fucker is really very annoying. Chee bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;On a lighter note, my laptop is here!! Its currently sitting on my lap. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8594429157737829807?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8594429157737829807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8594429157737829807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8594429157737829807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8594429157737829807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/05/just-got-home-like-around-half-hour-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2464382300365043029</id><published>2009-04-30T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:14:21.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No mood to do anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2464382300365043029?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2464382300365043029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2464382300365043029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2464382300365043029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2464382300365043029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-mood-to-do-anything.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1687330032903740108</id><published>2009-04-30T03:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:32:31.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Its 3.31 am. And I can't seem to fall asleep. Die ah, school starts at 9. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have only myself to blame la. All these thoughts are really keeping me awake. And I hate it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1687330032903740108?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1687330032903740108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1687330032903740108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1687330032903740108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1687330032903740108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5045578836228422531</id><published>2009-04-29T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T15:36:45.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope somehow you are ok or maybe feeling better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I worry for you. A lot.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5045578836228422531?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5045578836228422531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5045578836228422531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5045578836228422531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5045578836228422531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-hope-somehow-you-are-ok-or-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-103061992667493781</id><published>2009-04-29T01:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T01:44:11.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1-day-only special entry back at livejournal. Too bad for public viewers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://suffocatedsight.livejournal.com/"&gt;http://suffocatedsight.livejournal.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everything is just so.. messed up nowadays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-103061992667493781?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/103061992667493781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=103061992667493781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/103061992667493781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/103061992667493781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-day-only-special-entry-back-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8220304370943687316</id><published>2009-04-28T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T01:04:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, I've been staring at this blank entry for a very long time. I don't know how to put everything in my mind in words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;School is ok.. Though today is like, Monday, which is the long day. Nothing much today I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yes, I know I'm a stupid idiot (Haha think I don't know who thinks the same way too ah? Inside informers beb.). So? So? So? SO I DON'T GIVE A SHIT LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am actually kind of pissed off now. Talking to a person about something which is currently irritating me a whole deal recently. FUCK LA SIA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eh dumbdumb, I hope you will be ok. I really hope so. Don't let the things that Bastard say affect you. Really, it sucks to see you like this. If you manage to read this, I just want to say that when you are feeling better already, just contact me asap. If not this fool here will be worried for you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8220304370943687316?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8220304370943687316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8220304370943687316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8220304370943687316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8220304370943687316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-ive-been-staring-at-this-blank-entry.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5967011244732105549</id><published>2009-04-26T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T23:05:33.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1 word simply describes today. BORING. And I wasn't really feeling very happy today. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So ya, I met up with Jun Rong at night. Slacked and talked about what we usually talk about. Which is BMX and well, relationship stuff. Left at around 9 plus or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I really have no mood to do my wrtoral. Sheesh. If so then die ah.. Got to present research tomorrow. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Week 2 is starting. Hmm, I'll see what happens this week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And I think I'm screwed. I sms-ed a sms wrongly. I don't know how will it turn out to be. Dead. Dead. Dead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Planned to give you a surprise on your birthday, but since you want to celebrate it with your family/girlfriends/someone else, then erm, nevermind I guess. Just my luck I guess.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5967011244732105549?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5967011244732105549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5967011244732105549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5967011244732105549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5967011244732105549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-word-simply-describes-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5940482983131957457</id><published>2009-04-26T17:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T17:47:23.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back to square 1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5940482983131957457?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5940482983131957457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5940482983131957457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5940482983131957457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5940482983131957457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/back-to-square-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1356756978643941467</id><published>2009-04-26T04:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T05:08:19.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Reflection time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok actually not really la. I just feel like blogging some stuff that's in my mind for quite some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm firstly, YEU also can't hide your unhappiness from me. So I was right, you were feeling down just now. You are not the only one who can see that people's unhappy you know. Haha. Ok anyway, seriously, you could just voice out to me anything that is troubling you. I really don't want to see you down/upset/sian sian/sad la. Cause I want you to be happy. Luckily my friends are there, lucky we made you happy. I hate to say this but, I really want to just talk to you about (you know what topic) la. I think you can't run away from talking to me about it. You can't run away from that problem at all. Cause no matter how long you drag it, 1 day it will still come straight in your way. I really just want you to voice it out to me, without adding letters (you get what I mean) that is.. I don't mind being your listening ear (I've got quite a big pair of ears, literally.). Yeah. Oh ya, request. Can remove 2 letters please?? =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I feel that riding has many politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I'm SUPER TIRED. Going to sleep now. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my latest daily posting, please scroll down. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1356756978643941467?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1356756978643941467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1356756978643941467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1356756978643941467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1356756978643941467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/reflection-time-ok-actually-not-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2747401690117467328</id><published>2009-04-25T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T04:20:14.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi. Had a really enjoyable day today. 8 hours + actually. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, so erm, met up with Wan Xin at Tampines MRT Station. Walked to near Prime the KFC. Ate lunch. Well, for like 1 hour + or more we were doing homework. Haha. After that left for Smoking Corner. Slacked there with her for quite a while. Jun Rong came down. Then Quek came down. Then Jia Sen came. Then after that we left to meet up with Hakim. Went to Ocha. Sat there, drank bubble tea, talked, laughed many many times at Quek. Ok, so after that went to MCP to buy soya milk. Walked to 852 void deck. Sat there and slacked. Chat and listened to songs and all. Hakim left. Jia Sen left. Keith came. Sat there all the way till 9+. Walked with her down the road. Waited with her for cab. Yeah. After she left I went back to find Quek and Keith. Slacked a while and then here I am back home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This week is a good week. Really good. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I am very serious about what I've said to you this afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I love the person who loves spades. Yes YEU (HAHA KEITH AND JUN RONG YOU 2 SUCK COCK. NOW VERY OBVIOUS WHO I'M TALKING ABOUT ALREADY.). Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2747401690117467328?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2747401690117467328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2747401690117467328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2747401690117467328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2747401690117467328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2788801279533603600</id><published>2009-04-24T02:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T02:39:35.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;To someone (YOU LOVE SPADES.) (I'll think of a proper nickname for you. Haha.) :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;All I have to say is, no problem. No problem at all. Yeah, well, I'm willing to do anything. As long as you stay happy, sleep well, EAT WELL (I'm stressing on this point hor.) and don't think too much, being an idiot for you also no problem for me. Well, as for the erm, unhappy part, I'll be ok. I hope.. So ya. And thank you for removing 2 letters. ^^ One more thing, whenever you have any problems or if you are upset over erm, some stuff (?), just contact me ok? I'll try my best to help you in any way. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh and I'm going to plan something for you. Secret hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And like I said, I'm not giving up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You said : "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm not strong enough to hold this on my own;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I say : I will stand by your side and help you in every way possible to hold on to it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2788801279533603600?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2788801279533603600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2788801279533603600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2788801279533603600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2788801279533603600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/to-someone-you-love-spades.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-7147562224222528844</id><published>2009-04-22T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T21:38:01.789+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi. Hi. Hi. Hi. School today was, short la. 4 hours of lesson. 1 hour tutorial for E-maths, 2 hours lab for web design shit. Then 1 hour for APEL. Eh, well, the APEL lesson was actually er, less than half an hour!! If i'm not wrong its around like 15 minutes only. Hoho. So ya, early release. Went to buy books after school. Met up with Darren and Eileen for lunch. Lunch-ed at Design School canteen. Yeah. Ate pretty quickly and I left.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Met up with Wan Xin at Tampines MRT station. Went to Starbucks. She wants to buy her mug. After that went to Tampines Mall to walk abit. Went to Tampines 1 to walk abit also. Eh, well accompany her to TP cause she wanted to meet Jaslyn. Walked all the way there cause my ez-link card had no cash left inside!! Ok, went to business to find Jaslyn. Talk talk, left. Waited for her at mushroom cause she left to meet someone else. Well, er... Ok nothing. Shall not elaborate on it. Ok, after that went back to Tampines 1. Met up with Hakim for a while. Slacked abit. Then Hakim went back to work while Wan Xin and I left for home. Ok. Yeah. Stayed home till now la. I having craving for Teh Tarik. Wth....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how should I feel right now. Happy or ? ? I'm actually confused now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-7147562224222528844?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7147562224222528844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=7147562224222528844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7147562224222528844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7147562224222528844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4155802401097918199</id><published>2009-04-21T21:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:54:16.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah I'm not out tonight. Nothing much to blog about today. Anyway, I'm having quite a hard time choosing the laptop I want. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't know why, everytime when I feel like letting go, something will eventually happen. Everytime I want to let go, I will get to talk to you more often than usual. What the hell man. I'm not saying its a bad thing la. I really enjoy the moment when I could talk to you from the start of my school day till the moment I go home. I don't want it to ever end. Sheesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And there's 1 more thing. CHEER UP WILL YOU?? I know yeu, yes you, are upset, but ya. Really don't let it affect yeu (ya you!!) so much la ok? Anything yeu (yes you again.) just talk to me, seriously, I will be there for you 24/7 (Ok maybe not, nowadays when I fall asleep its damn hard for me to wake up.). CHEER UP OK?? I KNOW YEU (YES.) WILL READ THIS. YA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4155802401097918199?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4155802401097918199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4155802401097918199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4155802401097918199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4155802401097918199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/yeah-im-not-out-tonight.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8965456720706217241</id><published>2009-04-21T03:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T03:29:45.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;1st day of school today. My class is actually fun. Kind of interesting I must say. Well, rest of the day nothing much. School starts at 12 noon and ends at 4 pm later. Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Was lying down at SP2 just now and I noticed how nice the stars are tonight....&lt;/span&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;I'm reaching my breaking point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8965456720706217241?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8965456720706217241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8965456720706217241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8965456720706217241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8965456720706217241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/1st-day-of-school-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-624575833908444592</id><published>2009-04-20T02:03:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:04:17.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it.&lt;br /&gt;Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it. Desmond, don't think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok what the fuck, obviously its not working. I will still think about it. Fuck la.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-624575833908444592?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/624575833908444592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=624575833908444592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/624575833908444592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/624575833908444592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/desmond-dont-think-about-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4919502191507568286</id><published>2009-04-19T19:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:02:46.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;SCHOOL IS STARTING TOMORROW!!!!!! OK I AM SO GOING TO SPEND MY NIGHT WISELY. RIDE!! Hahaha. Well, seriously, I'm going to spend it wisely. Nervousness is kicking in due to school man. AHHHHHH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I don't want to feel so.... depressed again. But I've got a feeling that I will be. I know I will be. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4919502191507568286?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4919502191507568286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4919502191507568286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4919502191507568286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4919502191507568286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/school-is-starting-tomorrow-ok-i-am-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-5566481775927071405</id><published>2009-04-19T04:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T04:19:13.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Lets see. I woke up at 1+ pm. Fell asleep again. Woke up at 4+ pm. Watched tv. Met up with Quek and Faiz at SP2 at around 8+ pm. Followed Faiz to buy his jeans. Shop not open. Went to Jason's house after that. Slacked around at his house. He fixed up his prototype custom made plastic pegs. After that went to SP to test the pegs. Left for SP2 soon after. Wilson and Aidan met up with us halfway through. Went to 7-11 for a while. Hakim came. Went back to SP2. Played abit and all. Left for Tampines 1 banks after that. Play there and all. We moved to MRT Cheers. Slacked, drank and chat. After that went to Starbucks Walltap. Those guys with pegs grind and all. So after that decided to go to Telepark. Yeah. Hafiz came. Aidan left, Hakim left. The rest of us left for MRT Cheers. Slacked somemore. Left for Tampines 1 banks again. Played abit then I left for home. Nothing much. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm hoping for something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-5566481775927071405?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/5566481775927071405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=5566481775927071405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5566481775927071405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/5566481775927071405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1578353483218537269</id><published>2009-04-18T06:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:46:14.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just got back like around 20+ minutes ago. Well, Friday night ride was erm, ok la. Went to Somerset Skatepark with Azri and Keith to meet up with Chester, Ruben, Hafiz, Faiz and Min. Chat a while there. Left for Golden Rail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Highlight of the day was Ruben. He pulled off Double Peg Grind and Icepick to Feeble on Golden Rail. Cool shit man. Chester attempted a few times, didn't pull off. But credits still goes to him, at least he tried. Halfway through Jason and Aidan came. Left for Clark Quay Wallride after that. Many angmohs there. Some even talked to us and all. Quite interesting cause they talk loads of nonsense. Decided to leave for K.F. after that. Thrilling shit sia. So ya. Rode back to Tampines after that. I left for home once we reached Tampines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;My wrists are getting from bad to worst. Fuck la. -.- And I'm thinking a lot about some stuff. Again.. And it sucks big time. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Boring, boring, boring. I have no plans later. Saturdays are always like that. Well, at least you maybe will have plans with a special someone. Well, that's good for you. I guess..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;There are things I want to say to you. But I can't seem to think of how to put it in words. I know you would read this. I know you would ignore this. And I know I would once again fail to relay my thoughts to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1578353483218537269?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1578353483218537269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1578353483218537269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1578353483218537269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1578353483218537269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-got-back-like-around-20-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2180632198867007906</id><published>2009-04-17T18:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T18:36:56.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, as you can see. I'm back. Well, I left orientation halfway through. After collecting my matrix card, time table and shirt la. Well, I thought I had the mood at 1st. But I was wrong. zzzz. School starts on monday!! Ah!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ah I'm taking forever to blog. I am really taking so fucking long to think about what I want to say. So, yeah. Probably I would leave it this way. Seeing you happy is already enough for me. Even if you are happy with someone else. Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2180632198867007906?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2180632198867007906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2180632198867007906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2180632198867007906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2180632198867007906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-as-you-can-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-7726435149310157117</id><published>2009-04-17T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T00:51:58.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Met up with Keith in the afternoon for lunch. After lunch I decided to go back to my secondary school to collect my certificate and my testimonial. So ya. After that slack abit then went home. Stoned at home till 8+pm. Left for SP2 to meet Hakim, Quek and Hafiz. Azri came. Slacked for quite some time. Went home to take bike. Yeah. James and Yang Yi came after that. Slacked till like 11+ then we went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Last day of orientation later at 10am. Got mass dance again.... Sian..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, I've been thinking about this for like 40 minutes already. Well, I don't know what to say. Really. I think the only thing that appears in my mind is "Get Well Soon.". Cause I think that's the only thing I could say to you. And I know that I totally suck when it comes to cheering people up. Ah.. Well, I don't know what's happening. Maybe I did something wrong, maybe I didn't. Maybe you are upset over something else, maybe you are not. In any case. I shall wait for you to me ok and wait for you to talk to me again. Yeah. No matter how long it takes, I will wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-7726435149310157117?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7726435149310157117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=7726435149310157117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7726435149310157117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7726435149310157117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/met-up-with-keith-in-afternoon-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4051140237957537589</id><published>2009-04-15T21:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:13:46.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TP Orientation was.. Well I have no comments. Got to know some of my classmates. Nice people I must say. Nothing much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I really don't know what is happening. I'm still worried. Can you at least just talk to me? Can you at least let me know that you are ok? Seriously, anything. Please?? It has gotten to the point that I'm begging you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4051140237957537589?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4051140237957537589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4051140237957537589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4051140237957537589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4051140237957537589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/tp-orientations-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-7040044954451924272</id><published>2009-04-14T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:49:09.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;TP ORIENTATION TOMORROW!!!! Sheesh. After like 5 months or so I'm stepping into a school again. A different one la. Anyway, well today not bad I guess. Practised/learnt my 180 at Simei. Kudos to Agus, Ruben, Azri, Faiz, James and Wilson for giving me pointers and all. Appreciate it. Went back at 11 plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and here is the 1st ever Retard Bikes video entitled "This is just a trailer"!! And this is the trailer for "This is just a trailer". Hehe. Enjoy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4143344&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=4143344&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/4143344"&gt;This is Just a Trailer-Trailer&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1584012"&gt;RetardBikes&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ah, I'm worried for my dad. I hope he's ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;And. I'm also worried for yeu (Ya, you.). Hope you are ok too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-7040044954451924272?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/7040044954451924272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=7040044954451924272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7040044954451924272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/7040044954451924272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/tp-orientation-tomorrow-sheesh.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1279291894287296500</id><published>2009-04-14T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T18:06:44.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hi all. I'm home early. Well, the reason is because my dad is going to be admitted into the hospital at like 7+ am. Major op. I am going to pray that he will be safe. Ah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, so. Went to Tampines 1 with Hakim and Quek in the afternoon. Wanted to look for a bag but nothing there is like nice la. So we end up sitting at SP2 after that. Slacked and all. Riders came. Chat chat. After that I went home to take bike. Met up with Hakim, Quek, Zafran, Khalis, Aidan and Reuben there. Fixed up Zafran's tube and all. After that left for MCP. Met up with Keith there. Bought some stuff. After that left for Pasir Ris.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Yeah. Reached Pasir Ris. Met up with Wan Xin. Slacked and chat with her under void deck. Talked about many things. Well, she had to leave after that. And I feel that time was really damn short la. =/ Sheesh. Ok, so after that left for Simei. Slacked with Faiz, Agus, Aidan, Hakim, Quek, Chester and Azri. Left soon after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1279291894287296500?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1279291894287296500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1279291894287296500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1279291894287296500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1279291894287296500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8410481425562851214</id><published>2009-04-12T15:44:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T22:50:25.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, I just woke up not long ago. I'm supposed to blog last night. But by the time I WAIT AND WAIT AND WAIT AND WAIT for my brother to be done with the computer, I was too tired and I feel asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I guess I'm going to blog about yesterday? Well, I woke up at 12+ noon by a SMS. Stoned all the way in front of the tv until like 3 plus. Showered, changed and everything. Met up with Wan Xin at City Hall at around 4 plus. Walked past Nyny, talked to the old staff there. Proceeded to Marina Square after that. Walked around. Went to some shop cause she wanted to buy her anklets (sp?). KFC to eat after that. So we spent some time at KFC chatting about stuff and all. Went to the big wheel there for a while cause it was like too cold in Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to pursuade her to go Tampines (Hehehe.). So ya. We went to Tampines. Walked around TM 1st. After that we went to Tampines 1. The new mall not bad la. But then its not as big as I expected it to be. Ok. Went to Starbucks Walltap to sit down and chat after that. Walked with her to MRT Station. Really had the thought of sending her home la. But she threaten me (Wah =/). So in the end never lor. Ok, after that went to visit my grandmother. Been a long time since I saw her. Yeah. Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home, took my bike and met up with Azri, Chester, Hakim, Quek and Wilson at SP2. Went to Tampines 1 there to play. And I wiped out there. Fuck sia. Ok, so we went to SP in the end cause there were like many people there la, even though its already like 9+ pm? So went to SP. Aidan came. And Azri had his Frog Misery Business session. While Chester and Wilson were laughing away like some mad fuck cause of Azri killing frogs. But honestly the 1st frog Azri kiled seriously died in a funny manner. THE FUCKING FROG FOAMED IN THE MOUTH AH SIA. AND ITS TONGUE WAS STICKING OUT. And it was upside down. It was brutal la, but its funny!! Ok anyway, went back to Tampines 1 again. Got chased away by security guards. End up playing at Banks to Banks. Hafiz came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat a while and we went to Hafiz's house there after that. Waited for him to come down. Aidan left. Proceeded to Bedok and waited for Agus. Agus came and we went to Kembangan to eat. Murtabak = Shiok. Chat and everything. I was feeling fucking sleepy ah.. Ok anyway, they decided to go town. Rode via Geylang way. I was having blurry vision. Sheesh. Halfway through Hakim had a slow puncture. So we stopped at Kallang MRT Station. Had a very very very very very very short nap. Headache started to kick in. Fuck.. So ya, decided to ride back to Tampines with Hakim. Reached Tampines, went home take tyre. Lend Hakim, fix up his tyre with new tube. Tried his bike with the "new" tyre. Basket I fell while trying his bike. Its like I wanted to bunnyhop then I end up at the rocket position. Failed to step off the pedal and I fell on my back. Fuck ah!! Ok, so ya, went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01888.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 412px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="394" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01888.jpg" width="513" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Random 101.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01889.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 317px" height="360" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01889.jpg" width="544" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L to R : Quek, Me, Wilson, Azri, Hakim, Chester and Aidan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01890.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 408px; HEIGHT: 302px" height="379" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01890.jpg" width="513" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Handlebars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01891.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 407px; HEIGHT: 277px" height="377" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01891.jpg" width="513" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01892.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 312px" height="377" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01892.jpg" width="512" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Random 101 part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01893.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 409px; HEIGHT: 308px" height="402" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01893.jpg" width="504" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;L to R : Hafiz, Quek, Me, Wilson, Azri, Hakim, Chester, Aidan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01894.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 411px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="315" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i379.photobucket.com/albums/oo239/suffocatedsight/DSC01894.jpg" width="508" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Same same as the above.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I like to quote stuff from your blog. Haha. Cause some of the phrases are what I'm actually thinking of. Its like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"The best thing about me is you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Indeed, the best thing about me, is actually YEU (Get it again?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8410481425562851214?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8410481425562851214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8410481425562851214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8410481425562851214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8410481425562851214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-i-just-woke-up-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4570872140532470050</id><published>2009-04-11T08:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T08:27:02.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I think this is going to be a nong nong (long long) post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Well, basically what did I do on Good Friday? No I didn't go to church (Not a christian.). Met up with Quek, Keith, Hakim and Jun Rong at Smoking Corner. Slacked and all. Decided to go Kembangan for some teh. Met up with Hafiz at SP2. Proceeded to Kembangan. Halfway through Hakim's tube burst. Turned back to Shell to attempt to patch the hole up. Used Quek's tube patcher. In the end it didn't work. Its like when Hakim was pumping air into the tube, the air suddenly burst out. The hole in the tube got bigger. End up going to Hakim's house downstairs to change tube. Got screened by plain clothes cops. Oh well. Really left for Kembangan after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Chester joined us midway. Reached Kembangan. Went to the stall again. Ate, drank, chatted, laughed. Yeah. Left for Kembangan MRT Cheers there. Played Butoh again. It was a really really stupid but fun game la. Anyway, left for Tampines after that. Slacked at SP2 for a while then I went back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Trust. Its really a funny thing. I don't really know how to put it in words (even though I really spend so damn fucking long thinking about it). Its like, perhaps its really hard for a person to trust the other when "the other" is maybe a person who doesn't really share much with you and ironically "the other" would want to know about your stuff. And then again, it makes that "person" probably feel a little $%^#$% since that "person" doesn't want to share anything as "the other" didn't do the same. So this is the problem. The lack of trust. And then, the "person" feels that its really somewhat like being in a difficult position when the "person" doesn't want to share anything and also not offend "the other" at the same time. Its probably like the "person" had the "you also never share things with me, what makes you think I will share my personal stuff with you? If I share with you, doesn't that make me on the losing end? Sheesh." kind of thought. And probably the "person" would feel annoyed by that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, maybe just ignore the above paragraph. Its crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Hoho. You're not the only one who think this way too. I know I feel this way. But in this case, that "the one you love" happens to be YEU (Get it?) . And I know it sucks big time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4570872140532470050?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4570872140532470050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4570872140532470050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4570872140532470050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4570872140532470050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-think-this-is-going-to-be-nong-nong.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-500104631833895484</id><published>2009-04-10T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T08:37:45.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>" Optimism can be a powerful force in your life -- capable of transforming an unbearable situation into something tolerable. It has not always been your strong suit, but today you will find yourself on the sunny side of the street, seeing the glass as half full. Others will take inspiration from your cheery nature. Another bright spot: A romantic partner is reminded of just how special you truly are. Plan a cozy evening that will give the two of you time to reconnect. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daily Teen Horoscope :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You shake off any lingering bad energy and face the future feeling pretty great. It may be a good time to start something new, especially with a friend or a close family member who really gets you. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is so bogus. Horoscopes are all so fake. Told you so Eileen. Told you so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;s&gt;Lost the faith and lost the love, when the day is done.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-500104631833895484?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/500104631833895484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=500104631833895484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/500104631833895484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/500104631833895484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/optimism-can-be-powerful-force-in-your.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2419143937134986149</id><published>2009-04-09T16:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T16:59:00.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Long day yesterday. And I just woke up. Wanted to blog about yesterday, but decided not to. How to when you don't have the mood?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm really afraid when really good things happen to me. Everytime something really good happens to me, something bad will happen to me the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in short, I don't stand a chance anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2419143937134986149?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2419143937134986149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2419143937134986149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2419143937134986149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2419143937134986149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/long-day-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-2188647509829200717</id><published>2009-04-08T03:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T03:53:00.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just got back not long ago. Well, basically I went back to my old house in the afternoon to help move a few of the big and heavy flower pots down to the current house. Spent quite some time doing it. After that I just rot at home all the way. Met up with Rafiq, Azri and Quek after I had my dinner. Slacked at SP2. Played B.I.K.E.!. Lost to Rafiq and Azri. Got a pedal bite at the same place on my left leg while I was attempting Crank Flip. Fuck sia. Ok, Rafiq left after that. Hakim came. Decided to go to Kembangan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Reached there and went to some eating place to eat and all. Keith came later. Then Frinch came. Spent the rest of our time slacking, talking and playing Scrabble on Frinch's iPhone. After that when it started drizzling, we all chiong back to Tampines. Tiring trip sia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Decided to play UNO at SP2 after that. Well, we played a modified version of it called "Butoh". Its a game where if someone said the words UNO for even once, the person gets a punishment of 10 push ups. And then the winner of the game doesn't need to do push ups. 2nd place does 5 push ups, 3rd place does 10 push ups and so on and so forth. Throughout the whole session, the ironic thing is that Hakim, despite the one who so called "innovated" the game, is the one who got the most push ups. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;So after that we stopped playing and end up slacking around. Keith climbed up to the roof and hide the box of water there. He kicked a rubber ball down. All of us ended up playing with it. Left for home soon after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-2188647509829200717?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/2188647509829200717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=2188647509829200717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2188647509829200717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/2188647509829200717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-got-back-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8899836362249964997</id><published>2009-04-07T15:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T15:22:58.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, yesterday I didn't answer all the phone calls from everybody because I was sleeping. So I apologize for that. I was practically sleeping for the whole day.. And the whole night la. I know, I'm a pig. But I don't know why I was so freaking tired la. Maybe what my dad said was right. Once he told me that if a person doesn't sleep for a day, he/she would have to take liks 2 days or so to recover from it.. But it sounds so bogus la.... Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8899836362249964997?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8899836362249964997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8899836362249964997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8899836362249964997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8899836362249964997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-yesterday-i-didnt-answer-everybodys.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-4704200992126783592</id><published>2009-04-06T07:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T07:52:34.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Not a very good day/night. Tire "scratches" on both my left and my right legs, pedal bite on my left leg, axle bite on my right leg. ZZZZZ. And I wasn't really in a good mood la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ya, to those people who I kind of show attitude to just now, I apologize for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Everything is just not going smoothly for me these few days. Fuck la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I guess I'm no longer your chu qi tong already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I want to know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-4704200992126783592?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/4704200992126783592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=4704200992126783592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4704200992126783592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/4704200992126783592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/not-very-good-daynight.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6107986534745013320</id><published>2009-04-04T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T21:32:40.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What I want to do is to just ride and never stop. Go far far away and never look back. I know I'm a coward. I don't want to face my problems. I fear my problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear heartbreaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6107986534745013320?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6107986534745013320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6107986534745013320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6107986534745013320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6107986534745013320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/what-i-want-to-do-is-to-just-ride-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-458542719204870578</id><published>2009-04-04T16:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:32:51.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hope is far from reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I've got a very good feeling that I won't stand a chance to woo her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little help please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-458542719204870578?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/458542719204870578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=458542719204870578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/458542719204870578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/458542719204870578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/hope-is-far-from-reach.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6262439312471471000</id><published>2009-04-04T04:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T04:17:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Finally got time to use computer. Feeling super sleepy now cause I was lying on the bed waiting for my brother to be done using the computer just now. ZZZZZ. Today was kind of eh, boring? Went to town with Jun Rong. Looked for the stuff I wanted. Now the problem is the cash.. Sigh.. So ya, went back to Tampines. Went home and changed. Met up with Glenn at SP2. Ride around and all. Azri came. We went to MRT Cheers cause we saw cops. Turns out Min, Quek, Agus, Ruben, Faiz and Hafiz were and MRT Cheers. So lepak with them. Talk talk and all. I went back at 3 plus. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it started off well today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All I want in my life now is you, Ong Wan Xin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I hope this will continue for some time, I'll be content already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6262439312471471000?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6262439312471471000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6262439312471471000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6262439312471471000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6262439312471471000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/finally-got-time-to-use-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-8316331166362109657</id><published>2009-04-02T08:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T10:18:28.668+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just go back not long ago. Yeah, the trip to Marine Parade was quite fun. Rode to Marine Parade with Azri and Keith to meet up with the rest. Apparently they were filming footage for the R.B. video. Kind of cool I must say. So ya, after that we went to Mas Ayu for supper. Talked and watched footage and all. Rode back to Tampines after that. Slacked at MRT Cheers all the way with Jason, Faiz, Hafiz, Azri and Keith. Talked about many things. Yeah. Left there at around 7 plus am. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;April Fools boring ah. This year only stopped at 1. But it was a good one. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;You know, sometimes when friends talk to me about relationship stuff, like how good/bad their relationship with their significant other are, it makes me have a really minute demoralizing feeling. Its not that I'm like envious or whatever la. Its just that I don't know how is that feeling like. Many times I feel happy/sad (depending whether is it good/bad la duh..) for them la. So ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Damn why am I being so !%$%##^#$.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I do care a whole lot when it comes to your safety.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;s&gt;But would you even appreciate it?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;=O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-8316331166362109657?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/8316331166362109657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=8316331166362109657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8316331166362109657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/8316331166362109657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-go-back-not-long-ago.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-1209305758381297541</id><published>2009-04-02T00:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T00:27:20.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Bored like hell. Leaving for Marine Parade in a while. Riding there I mean.. Haha. Ah well, so far up till now I only manage to do a prank on 1 person. And it was a really classic prank. Hohoho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Eh, if you are reading this, don't take the prank to heart ah. Hehe. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, shall update later. I scared I late ah haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-1209305758381297541?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/1209305758381297541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=1209305758381297541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1209305758381297541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/1209305758381297541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/bored-like-hell.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-595876006643524389</id><published>2009-04-01T09:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T09:31:08.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wanted to blog last night. But I FELL ASLEEP. I guess I was super tired last night.. Anyway, its 1st of April. HEHEHE. TIME FOR SOME FUN MAN. Hahaha. Lets hope I manage to pull off some pranks later. Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I won't feel bored anymore!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-595876006643524389?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/595876006643524389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=595876006643524389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/595876006643524389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/595876006643524389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanted-to-blog-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6354306695331424036</id><published>2009-03-31T05:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T06:03:03.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Feeling random.. Again..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Just now was really a "Lepak-like-hell" session. Talked about many things. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;20incho is starting to get interesting with all the stuff that's been happening in the East Side. Hmm....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Got to go pay respects to my Grandfather later. I still kind of miss him. =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THIS IS ANOTHER ONE FROM FAILBLOG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JH_0IvC-IE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8JH_0IvC-IE&amp;hl=en&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;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AHAHAHAH!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This is getting really boring, shall stop here I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm thinking about the past again!! Sigh....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I really miss you, Ong Wan Xin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6354306695331424036?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6354306695331424036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6354306695331424036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6354306695331424036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6354306695331424036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/03/feeling-random.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4596891276088172569.post-6162835938854457753</id><published>2009-03-30T01:31:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T01:34:08.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Today is like a normal slacking day. Just that everyone went home early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AND I FINALLY BOUGHT MY ORCHID SHOES!! FINALLY AFTER SO LONG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Ok, 1 more day. 1 more day.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;I still miss you, Ong Wan Xin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4596891276088172569-6162835938854457753?l=painless-death.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/feeds/6162835938854457753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4596891276088172569&amp;postID=6162835938854457753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6162835938854457753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4596891276088172569/posts/default/6162835938854457753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://painless-death.blogspot.com/2009/03/today-is-like-normal-slacking-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Desmond</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03056131053930915021</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
