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href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988503.post-111588148241907564</id><published>2005-05-12T00:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T00:04:42.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>realms is finished. imperfections is here.</title><content type='html'>i've moved to a new domain. &lt;a href="http://lush-it.org/imperfections"&gt;http://lush-it.org/imperfections&lt;/a&gt;. it doesn't have a guestbook or options that allows comments. i'm way overr 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111588148241907564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111588148241907564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/05/realms-is-finished-imperfections-is.html' title='realms is finished. imperfections is here.'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8988503.post-111348644702394893</id><published>2005-04-14T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-14T06:47:27.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hiatus</title><content type='html'>i have decided to go on hiatus. bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p 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title='hiatus'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111313801386699228</id><published>2005-04-10T05:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-10T06:00:13.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>short blog</title><content type='html'>hrmms nothing much happened tuudayy cept i went tuu skuu for awhile tuu fetch clarence from b.b n saww all the b.b boiis i knew..half of them are okayy while i loathe the other half. urgh. came back and hadd an episode wif meh parents. realised jihan takes 4 hours tuu reply tuu my sms...lolls...hrmms den now ima doing this...sigh...tml ish mondayy! argh~ english project due wed...haiis and im werking on sat n sun...sorryy guyys! not in time tuu ask euu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111313801386699228?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111313801386699228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111313801386699228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111313801386699228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111313801386699228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/short-blog.html' title='short blog'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111297306134381925</id><published>2005-04-08T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T08:11:01.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yayys! blog pet!</title><content type='html'>i was gonna lament about this fucking asshole in myy class who acts bigg just because HE thinks that HE ish a councillor (*winks* obvious enuff?)...hrmms i added my blog pet! yayys! this month it's deaddles. it's a dead squirrell. kinda looks like a cat. oh wells. drawing with a pencil ish SHO much easier than drawing on the comp. this sih how deaddles died. he was shot. in the skull. by some stupidd kids playing with slingshotts and marbles. how cute. found him on my wayy home. kidding. actually gott the idea from 'all that'. onlyy those who have scv wudd noe...i'll change the pets. don't worryy. i think next one ish brainyy the dog. it has an appetite for brains. your brains. X)) joking. wells have fun!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111297306134381925?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111297306134381925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111297306134381925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111297306134381925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111297306134381925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/yayys-blog-pet.html' title='yayys! blog pet!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111286226033158233</id><published>2005-04-07T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T01:24:20.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>o7.o4.o5</title><content type='html'>tuudayy went tuu skuu sooperr late...lolls...9am...cos before tt gortt dental appointment mahhs...they scale meh teeth...ouch...pain sias...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps den nothing much happened...mrs. peh nvr come, sho ms. ng took ush for eng and made ush do some stoopidd test...the class was sho quiet cos afterr tt everyone fell asleep...lolls then chem, mdm eio nvr come, sho it was tt freakish chinese teacher who took ush...eww she ish such a bitch...i hate her china accent...sho irritating...and she gott pms...whole dayy badd mood...then it was maths and we hadd maths test, then cme...and mrs sui (yupp u guessed it!) didn't come...so we played turh or dare. omg. damn funnyy siahs. sue had tuu seduce a certain someone. clement went tuu ------ and asked him/her if he/she thought clement was hawtt...and the person was like -.-"'...and there was dis thing abt ush agreeing on something in common abt juns. lolls. sadd case. then we hadd homeroom and finish skuul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmms tuudayy i kana pissed off by a certain someone. [hor jihan?] i reallyy am begining tuu detest his attitude more n more. not sayying whom. but i find tt he werds contradict his actinos. tts sho freakin' obnoxious. and wadd he saed tuu meh, i'll nvr forgett. i wun do anything now. i will wait. endure. be patient. sue will noe wadd i'm toking about. jihan too. 'nuff said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i'm down for debating. urgh. heard 3F ish Mun Kit, Carven n Mary Jean. Double urghs. Oh wells. Wish me luck! X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x o x o aaron ;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111286226033158233?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111286226033158233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111286226033158233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111286226033158233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111286226033158233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/o7o4o5.html' title='o7.o4.o5'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111275792070165394</id><published>2005-04-05T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-05T20:38:29.960-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuudayy...</title><content type='html'>tuudayy i am sick.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i am bored.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i ate medicine.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i missed meh friends.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i had nap.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i danced a bit.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i ate congee.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i watched dvds.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i did homewerk.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i had medicine again.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i had new maid.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i had second nap.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy my fever went down abit.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i suddenly thot of herr.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i had medicine for the last tym.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy i slept.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111275792070165394?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111275792070165394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111275792070165394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111275792070165394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111275792070165394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/tuudayy.html' title='tuudayy...'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111261009607448819</id><published>2005-04-04T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T04:21:10.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmms</title><content type='html'>yest sho nice...since i was out wif sue n nicole n juns n some others, i wun nid tuu go into detail until the lingerie fest. wells basically we went for fash shows at 1pm, 3pm, 6pm...but nicole missed the best one which was the 6pm one...lolls then i went tuu fecth mommees, AFTER buying this really nice G- Star Raw blazer...oooh lahlah! lolls... then i went home to change and wore the nu blazer and a super lite grey shirt inside. wah! the truimph fest was sho hawtt! lolls got one model's bra never put properlyy, then it slipped as she was walking, then her nitts gort exposed...so funnyy! lolls...yupps then i saw Allysun and Jet backstage. They were modelling...yepps then i met the talentscouts at Ave Models, and so sillyy lil me opened meh big mouth, and guess wadd? i pushed Juns as a model potential...LOLLS X)) sorryy junns...yupps den i paraded and got tuu keep the clothes...sooperr nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells tuudayy kenny's wallet tio stolen. hrmms. and apparently ms lee told ush ll tt the WHOLE staff room ish discussing about ush...guess the thief did get the attention he wanted huh. wells we have a MAIN suspect in mind. but lemme sayy sumthing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the thief: LEt me warn you, you may not be reading this, you may be, i dunno. but if you ever dare to take anyy more of my clique things, i swear tuu god, i will hunt you down. If u run, i will chase you, and pin you down. No one will get away with that. I swear. I won't hurt you, but I'll make your life a living hell. I promise you that if you steal anymore, i will make sure that i track you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ppl who DO NOT WANT TO LOOK LIKE THE THIEF: 3 werds- WATCH YOUR ACTIONS! If you act strangely and give stupid (not as in play stupid, i mean real stupid. too hard to elaborate) answers tuu serious questions, then don't blame meh for suspecting you. Can't help it if your actions give tell tale signs awayy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the best joke, even the teacher suspects the same person n she claims she noes from his BODYY LANGUAGUE! see? told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and pE, we shud be more vigilant. you realise out of 4 major thefts, 3 ish from pE? Clement and kenny? hrmmms...and Jianlong, though not from our clique, ish not from tht clique mahhs...and that clique orwaes nvr tio stolen wanns lehs... (i never sayy which clique arhs...=3 )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore we should constantly keep a lookout for each others stuff. if u see anyone left their belongings on the table, help them keep. okeas?? yupps...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p.s. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Pope will&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;be dearly missed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A man who&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;stood for what's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;right. Your place&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;is in heaven.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's no joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111261009607448819?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111261009607448819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111261009607448819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111261009607448819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111261009607448819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/hmms.html' title='hmms'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111240564829896243</id><published>2005-04-01T17:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T17:34:08.300-08:00</updated><title type='text'>muahahaha</title><content type='html'>wells if you are and can read this, that means you have the password to my blog! yayys! why did i do tt? cos those innocent childish harresser still have no life...so too badd...this ish gonna be a private blog from now on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps later on ima going for avril's concert laterr sho i cant go for the ending thingy of the aq...(sorryy boiis~)yupps but now im not sho hyped abt avril...cos everytym she sings live, she goes off keyy...sho im just going dere for the backstage passes part X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells...ttfn...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111240564829896243?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111240564829896243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111240564829896243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111240564829896243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111240564829896243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/04/muahahaha.html' title='muahahaha'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111233989485095404</id><published>2005-03-31T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T23:18:14.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>APRIL FOOLS!</title><content type='html'>hahas...wanted tuu prank u guyys tuudayy on meh blog (i have wayys X)) ) but neh~...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupyupps tuudayy april fools so fun hor sue? yarhs we pranked mrs leong and mdm eio so funni...cos meh class and 3F switched classrooms...and took each other's lessons...but it was oni about 3 mins oni larhs...hilarious. yarh we were supposed tuu have chem with mdm eio, n 3F was tuu haf CME wit Mrs Leong. then we switched lors. So when Mrs. Leong wlaked in, she saw us but didn't realise we WEREN'T 3F. It was hilarious! Then she went like "good morning 3F. Let's get started on our I &amp; E presentation. i know last week we didnt present cos we didnt have the time." and we were luffing like madd then she asked wadds so funny...then she said 'i noe i noe...' and we were thinking 'oh no! busted!' but the truth was she thought we forgot our projects and she was like "let's continue with our presentation...c'mon" and then she took out her class list and went like "Amanda?" And nicole raised her hand...and Mrs Leong was like "Come Amanda, present your project..." and nicole was like 'SHIT!!'...and then nicole said..."I'm Not Amanda...i thought you called Brenda..." and Mrs Leong was like "You're not Amanda? Who are you?" and nicole answered "I'm Brenda!" And i was luffing like siao lors! then Mrs Leong knew something was wrong and Mdm Eio came over to inviestigate...and we ended up having tuu change back classes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after tt Mrs leong commented tt it was a well thought and prepared prank...and it was "quite good"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolls...then mrs peh turn...before she come in, we locked all the doors from the outside and off the lights and fans and tried tuu hide to show as if we werent in...and she knew somehting was amiss so she peered in and she saw us hiding...then she came in with that weird voice...lolls so funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmms...this yr april fools not badd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^;;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111233989485095404?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111233989485095404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111233989485095404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111233989485095404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111233989485095404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/april-fools.html' title='APRIL FOOLS!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111225313565462645</id><published>2005-03-30T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T23:12:15.653-08:00</updated><title type='text'>meh ish speakingg</title><content type='html'>urgh...meh comp ish screwed upp. n yesterdayy cant blogg cos blogger gort probb...boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;twuu dayys ago, cheng yong and fairuz settled their feud. yayys! whew, finalli cant breathe a lil' easier hor sue? thanks juns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdayy was BADD! yarh cos kim seng caught meh shoes then hadd tuu walk around in this pair of gigantic shoes...sho retarded...lolls then hadd tuu discuss class cheer...yupps n decided on *&amp;@#%^$ [ &lt;--- in case gort people wanna steal idea mahhs] and supposed tuu go sp concert...but then got migraine n cudent think properlyy, so daddyy saedd no...sigh...sho gave the tix tuu meh frens...boo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuudayy was normal yupps n im going for fashion show tonyte...but still considering...dunno whether wan notts lehs...sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl ^.^;;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111225313565462645?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111225313565462645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111225313565462645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111225313565462645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111225313565462645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/meh-ish-speakingg.html' title='meh ish speakingg'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111201596484869793</id><published>2005-03-28T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T05:19:24.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuudae...</title><content type='html'>heyy sue! this ish for euu: CHEER UP! They ain't worth your words, that miserable dawg. i dun tin fai has got anything tuu doo wif it. honestly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy nicole! thanks for the shirt! X))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heyy cy, if u read this. dont waste ur time on tt skanky loser! he aint worth it. save ur breath! alwayys got ur back! =3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111201596484869793?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111201596484869793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111201596484869793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111201596484869793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111201596484869793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/tuudae.html' title='tuudae...'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111184641581159177</id><published>2005-03-26T05:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T06:13:35.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>FCUK euu!</title><content type='html'>Yupps blogging from home now. Mann the shows rawked! it was aweshum! yupps the Versus by Versace/ FCUK one was SO hawt! Yarh the FCUK shirts were sho gorgeous!!! Lolls. the versace was only nice when they had the dresses. Hrm the FCUK one was more fun cos there were parts where the male and female models would stand on the stage and PRETEND to be gf/bf and then this extra female/ male model would come and break them up and steal either the male or female model. confusing rites? yarhs...then they opened the show with this male model and his actual wife and their actual baby. it was so sweet! awwwws...yupps den meh n din went for dinner...at mac, den we went into LV, CHanel, Burberry b4 we went into VIP lounge for the Paul And Joe show at 8. so hawt! we took more photos of Paul &amp; Joe and the styles were quite dotts lors...waiting foir din tuu send meh the photos cos my cam cudent take [motion blurr larhs~] so irritating...yarh and we lotsa free stuff...the FCUK one had chocs which were downright delicious! and the paul n joe one had 2 free stalks of georgous gerberas. so cool. eat ur heartt out sue ann! hahs! lolls~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wells i have some tix to 2 fashion shows on sundayy, 3rd april. the 1pm show ish byy indian designers whose werks are superb, and 3pm by singapore designers like n e s s, IE, LOE etc...yupps come tuu meh if u wantt...or order urself from &lt;a href="http://www.sff.com.sg"&gt;www.sff.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; under the 'Schedule' segment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111184641581159177?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111184641581159177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111184641581159177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111184641581159177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111184641581159177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/fcuk-euu.html' title='FCUK euu!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111183749744811554</id><published>2005-03-26T03:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T03:44:57.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what</title><content type='html'>lolls im blogging from inside the nokia lounge aka VIP lounge in the SFF tent! going for paul and joe show. b4 that was the FCUK and Versus by Versace. it was rawking hawt! Guess who wif meh now? Dinisha...lolls gtg byeeees&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111183749744811554?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111183749744811554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111183749744811554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111183749744811554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111183749744811554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/guess-what.html' title='guess what'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111175144510327844</id><published>2005-03-25T03:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-25T03:52:29.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>mehh week</title><content type='html'>yupps tuudae ish good fridayy. the smaller vershun of the pE came overr tuu watch dvds. went krazee during whyte chix. it reminded ush of a certain someone hor sue ann? lolls *mmmm...hinthint* yupps and watched mean girls and abit of skuu of rawk n abit of bring it on again. oohlahlah the dance was fantubuloush! then went kopitiam to stress overr the class cheer. mann! reallyy hope we can pull it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterdayy went for the fashion festival opening nyte. siao. dress until over formal. saww this ladee who had uneven bobbs. wanna noe y? as she was walking around, i noticed it was shrinking significantlyy. lolls so hilarious. gawd the clothes was aweshum X)) and the lingerie was cool...yupps tml going for the FCUK and Versus by Versace show. coolies X))! So excited. this one not so formal. and i have abt 4 xtra ix to this show by indian designers. and i've seen the examples and it's fabulicious! so anyone interested, pls see meh. 3rd april, sundayy, 1.oopm, ngee ann city. anotha one at 3.oopm, by s'pore designers...not bad lahhs...worth a look at. tt one ish 3rd april, sundayy, 3.oopm, ngee ann city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fashion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rawks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;socks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x))  muackness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111175144510327844?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111175144510327844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111175144510327844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111175144510327844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111175144510327844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/mehh-week.html' title='mehh week'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111156152785121634</id><published>2005-03-22T23:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T23:05:27.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>lolls</title><content type='html'>wells im quite happeh tuudae. yupps cos for chinese, it's the FIRST (and probably oni) tymm i actuali finish the chinese werk. as in literali finsih it. XD. yupps and then during artt, he oni lyk lett 3 of ush do this drawing on brown paper. jihan, jon n moii. sho it was kinda exclusive thingy. and i did myne betteh than laz year...XDD...and we gort juns FULL address! haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;message tuu juns: i told euu so...when i wan sumthing done, i mean it!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lolls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WE'RE HEEEEERRRRREEEEE!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111156152785121634?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111156152785121634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111156152785121634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111156152785121634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111156152785121634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/lolls.html' title='lolls'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111148664858232270</id><published>2005-03-22T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T02:17:28.583-08:00</updated><title type='text'>effers. blahdie effers.</title><content type='html'>wells nothing much tuu say. cept tt there are lame efferrs who r bored wif their own lame lives. sho must come and interfere wif myy beri interesting life. tuu badd. not interested. yooh noe wadd my dahlings frens. im not gonna care animore. they can call me hum ji gayyish shit coward no dick no balls wadever. but i ain't gonna care. this isnt cowardish. this ish playing it cool. i have better things to do then waste myy life tryingg to figure outt who those useless gits are. sho this ish the firstt and last blog about them cos i anit pollute muh blogg. tuu the ah's posting on muh tag. thnx for patronizing it. thnks for ur comments. really appreciated it. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;nothing's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;gonna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;meh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;how&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;tuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strike&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111148664858232270?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111148664858232270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111148664858232270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111148664858232270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111148664858232270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/effers-blahdie-effers.html' title='effers. blahdie effers.'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111124316016385087</id><published>2005-03-19T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T06:39:20.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>starstruck</title><content type='html'>yupps im quite chirrpyy tuudae. okayys sho i put yesterdayy's drama behindd me, the taggyy probb behindd me, n went out shoppingg at orchard n beach road wif juns, cheng yong and jon. waaaah met carrie chong n grace chua tuudae at wisma. took photos wif them. so happy. saww mr law too. waonder whatt he doingg...*hrmms hint hint hors?* yarhs den juns bought his bagg from zinc. super nice lorrs. and call me crazyy, coss twuu daes ago i bought a cap from radioactive, and just tuudae i bought another one! lolls. juns bought a wallet for super good dealls. rdctv sale ending this month. sobbs. oh wells. yupps. here's the carrie n moii piccy...chio rites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img106.exs.cx/my.php?loc=img106&amp;image=arroncarrie5ok.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 158px; HEIGHT: 130px" height="169" alt="Free Image Hosting at www.ImageShack.us" src="http://img106.exs.cx/img106/9770/arroncarrie5ok.th.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111124316016385087?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111124316016385087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111124316016385087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111124316016385087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111124316016385087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/starstruck.html' title='starstruck'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111114846526577094</id><published>2005-03-18T04:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T04:26:23.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>to yooh. fuck off. thankew.</title><content type='html'>okayys wanna know something? i have serious moodswinggs. yupps a moment ago i was dancing to ciara's 1, 2 step, and now goawd dammit i am fucking pissed. yep. fucking pissed. my maid, matilda, tells me tt while i went out, they went for dinner. tt meanns no dinner for me. they ASSUMED i would have dinner with friends. here's a fact: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FUCK HELL! DON'T FUCKING HELL ASSUME, YOU GOD DAMMIT BUNCH OF FUCKING BRAINLESS NITWITS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So i'm hungry, and they don't know how to call me to ask? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DON'T HAVE A FUCKING HANDPHONE FOR NO FUCKING REASON YOU GIT LOSERS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Then my bro comes and sulk about not lpaying the comp. well 'dahling', here's fact number 2: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOO BADD! SHO DONT GIVE ME YOUR ATTITUDE PROBLEMS. I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL BASH THE FUCKING GUTS OUT OF YOUR FUCKING PUNY NOSTRILS! SHOUT AT MEH? GO TO HELL YOU CHI BAI KIA. YOU'RE NO BETTER THAN THOSE CBKS FROM CLASS. SO FUCK HELL YOU FUCKING ARSE. SHOW ME 'COLOR' AGAIN AND ILL RIP YOUR FUCKING BALLS AND STUFF THEM DOWN YOUR EARRS. I TELL YOU I HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR CHEE BAI SHIT. YOU THINK YOU WHAT? DON'T FORGET. I'M MORE SUPERIOR THAN YOU WOULD EVER BE IN YOUR FUCKING MISERABLE LIFE. THAT'S WHY I'M BORN 4 YEARS EARLIER. SULK AT ME ONE MORE TIME AND ILL MAKE NOT ONLY DO YOU SISSY AROUND LIKE A FUCKING BABY, I WILL TURN YOU INTO THAT FUCKING BABY YOU GAYFACE! GO SUCK YOUR HAIRY TITS IF YOU WANNA SULK.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then my big fat cousin calls me a gangster. okays. that's the final straw. fact #3:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IF I AM A GANGSTER, YOU ARE A FUCKING LYDIA SUM WANNABE YOU CHEE BAI HEAD.I JUST WISHED YOU DROP DEAD FROM FUCKING HELL EATING TOO MUCH FUCKING PRATAS AND CHOCOLATES. GO TO HELL. I HOPE YOU DIE ON YOUR FUCKING WAY BACK. I GANGSTER, NEVERMIND. CALL MY FRIENDS GANGSTER. YOU GO TO HELL YOU BLOODIE FUCKING BASTARD. YOU CAN INSULT MEH. BUT INSULT MEH FRIENDS AND YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD. YOU WILL NEVER STEP INTO MY FUCKING HOUSE. EVER IN YOUR FUCKING NEAREST DREAMS. IF I COULD, FUCKING HELL I WOULD SEVERE ALL FUCKING TIES BETWEEN US. SO DROP DEAD AND DIE YOU FUCKING BASTARD.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HATE THE WHOLE FUCKING WORLD. LIFE'S A LIE WITH THE FIRST LETTER OF FUCK IN IT. THINK ABOUT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. of FUCKS: 30 and still counting in my heartt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111114846526577094?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111114846526577094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111114846526577094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111114846526577094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111114846526577094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/to-yooh-fuck-off-thankew.html' title='to yooh. fuck off. thankew.'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111114590813910420</id><published>2005-03-18T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-18T03:38:28.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'>one2step . CiARA</title><content type='html'>i like this song. its beat ish contagious. kinda makes you wanna get up and do the step-dance. trying to see if can out the mv in my blog...hrmms...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Jazze Pha:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ladies and gentlemen&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a Jazze Phizzle Productshizzle"Missy", &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The princess is here "Ciara"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 1:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Beat IsAutomatic, supersonic, hypnotic, funky fresh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Work my body, so melodic, this beat rolls right through my chest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody, ma and papi, came to party&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Grab somebody,work ya body, work ya body&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]Rock it, Don't Stop it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody get on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crank the party up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it when you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Verse 2:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This Beat Is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Outrageous, so contagious, make you crave itj&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azze made itS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o retarded,top charteed, ever since the day I started&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Strut my stuff and yes I flaunt it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Goodies make the boys jump on it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No I can't control myself&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Now let me do my 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rock it, Don't Stop it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody get on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crank the party up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it when you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We gone drop it like this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Hook:] [2x]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It don't matter to me, we can dance slow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Whichever way the beat drops our bodies will flow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So swing it over here Mr. DJ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And we will, we will, Rock you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Missy]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shake it like Jello, make the boys say hello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cause they know im rockin the beat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I know you heard about a lot of great emcees&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But they ain't got nothin on me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Because Im 5 foot 2, i wanna dance with you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And Im sophistcated fun, I eat filet mignon&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im nice and young, Best believe im number one&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rock it, Don't Stop it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody get on the floor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Crank the party up&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love it when you 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Everybody 1,2 step&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We about to get it on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is for the hearing impared&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A jazze pha production&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111114590813910420?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111114590813910420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111114590813910420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111114590813910420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111114590813910420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/one2step-ciara.html' title='one2step . CiARA'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111105546591435554</id><published>2005-03-17T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T07:03:21.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper thursdae</title><content type='html'>yupps woke at 9.30 tuu find cheng yong (who was on dar bed) on the floor and jon (who was on the floor) on the bed. gort dressed and jonnie still sleeping. took sho much pics of him. lolls. went tuu bugis wif juns and juns bag broke. lollessness. sho we had to luk for nu bag n eneded up at orchard! yayness! after juns left *grumble* we went to shop n all bought trekker capps...sho happy. then went window shopping at wisma, ngee ann city, paragon. smiles. saw sg idol finalist christopher at surf n splash. yarh when i saw him i told jon secretly, n jon was lyk...so? and chris gave me tt wadde look so i shot him back one. shud go out wif yong n jon more. they can control my finances. when i wanna shopp, they just walk away, when i wanna buyy something, theyy say ugly. good! yupps then we splitted on the mrt home. haiis i lubb pE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111105546591435554?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111105546591435554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111105546591435554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111105546591435554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111105546591435554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/hyper-thursdae.html' title='hyper thursdae'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111105516223286999</id><published>2005-03-17T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T02:33:46.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hyper wednesday</title><content type='html'>yupps! it was jihan's bdae. yupps then we went joihan house for bdae parteh. gawd it was fun (cept the parents...)...lolls sorri...but yupps we watched pirates of the carribean first, then had tuu go pick juns ups, n sue ups n clement ups, then we were toking all the way and played a really stupid game of retarded truth of dare. 'nuff saed for the privacy. yupps then found out me mom bought me tons of gadgets frm japan. huggles. then we hadd delish pizzas. boy sue's skirt ish getting smaller, and her stomach ish getting bigger. sorrwee. lolls. more xandos arhs. lolls. then came bdae tym. yayness. then we had to pray for our darhling jihan. and while praying i was secretly trying to stop clement's ice crea from trailing down the side of the bowl and onto the table. grumbles. yupps then we watched skuu of rawk. gawd it was funni. and the drummer ish SUPERB! then yong n jon came tuu my hse to slp over and we watched a bit of mean girls, spongebob, full constantine and kung fu hustle. but i didnt watch hustle finish cos tuu tired. slept at four. now read the other blog for what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total parents seen: 3 setts: jon's, jun's n jihan's&lt;br /&gt;total spent: $4.40&lt;br /&gt;total houses visited: 2: jon's and jihan's&lt;br /&gt;total movies seen: 5 full n 2 unfull&lt;br /&gt;total fun: priceless, limitless, endless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111105516223286999?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111105516223286999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111105516223286999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111105516223286999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111105516223286999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/hyper-wednesday.html' title='hyper wednesday'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111095096826409610</id><published>2005-03-15T21:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-15T21:29:28.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>burfdae bells are ringing again!</title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIHAN DARHLING! MUACKS! yupps...birthdae bells are ringingg...dingg dongg... :D...coming your house NOW!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111095096826409610?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111095096826409610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111095096826409610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111095096826409610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111095096826409610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/burfdae-bells-are-ringing-again.html' title='burfdae bells are ringing again!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111052401298740780</id><published>2005-03-10T22:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:53:32.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog number 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yupps...gort back our results tuudae...i PASSED!!! and i improved comparing to last yr's werk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Eng: 60.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Maths: 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Chinese: 50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Science: 71 (!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Humans: 61&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Art: 46&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yarh then juns! MUST WERK HARD KAYS!!! bought him a flower with sue...to cheer him up...hais the stoopid n crazi things we do...we bought ice kachang for cheng yong's bdae cake and made his mouth numb...lols...embaressed ourselves by clapping sho loudly in the foodcourt lorsh...yuppyupp till nxt time...ttfn! muacks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111052401298740780?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111052401298740780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111052401298740780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111052401298740780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111052401298740780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-number-2.html' title='blog number 2'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111052298725299784</id><published>2005-03-10T22:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-10T22:36:27.256-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog number 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;okok i think you all know what im gonna blog about...yupps! SYNERGY! lols...sho ttz my first posteh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Make Up Parteh: Aaron's House: 4- 6pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;OMG it was sho fun...yarh jonni was dar earliiest...than came sue ann...i just realised my house is sandwiched in the middle of many people houses...jun hoa n colin bhind my estate, to the right ish jon's house, to the left ish joanna's houseto the NE ish ben lee's house...hmmms...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;yarh then came sue ann in tt usual sue annish type of look...weird yet stylishly glamourous...XDD and then kenny, cheng yong, colin n juns together...hahas...sue is afraid of dogs and cute innocent babies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;sho it was up to my mastah room and we were like sho busy moving around putting on stuff. ken was helping jon, juns, cheng yong and (duh!) himself put spray hair, whilst sue was putting on foundation and i? drawing eyes...yuppyupps...spri kenny! accidentally dropped my perfume bottle on ur toe...and SUE ANN! X LIMITED BY ETIENNE AIGNER RAWKS! then it was off to meet dear ben...(i knida look like a greenday band member...-.-"')&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Train Ride: Singapore: 6- 6.45pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Yupps we went to inetrchange. on the way we were posing on the bus...yarhs...and when we saw ben, my gawwd...like pastor liddat siaz...Pastor Lee...how cute...and on the train we were like posing (again!) for more shots...and all my poses were symetrically the same...all dao kiastah ones...hahas...yarh then met with clement at city hall, and we ended up walking and eating fried rice to VCH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Concert: VCH: 7- 9.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Ooh lahlah...the handbell lady look like on roll of aluminium foil...so silver...hmms love the band...itsh the one tt kept waking me up...dance was nice...othas...i fell asleep listening to Coco Lee's "Before I Fall In Love" with sue...juns on his iPOD...then it came to the fun part...and we went like "I LOVE YOU BABBEH" and then just clap all the way...and we sang the school song REALLY loudly...but forgot the lyrics sho must c the book...lols...nicole rawks mans...took lotsah photos...and my darling jihan came! *screams*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Suppah: Clarke Quey: 10- 11pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;went to coffee bean...yupps...had non ceoffe pure choc ice blended and roasted chicekn and mushroom fusilli! yumms...took lotsa photos...nearly had a bitch fit (i wish!) yarh and tts about it...and i still grenday-ish...oh wells one word to describe all my perfect 11 peeps...VIVA-GLAMISH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111052298725299784?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111052298725299784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111052298725299784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111052298725299784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111052298725299784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/blog-number-1.html' title='blog number 1'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111044125449498301</id><published>2005-03-09T23:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T23:54:14.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;i have no time tuudaee. i hafta do face sebum remover, spray hair, fetch ppl, style hair and still have time tuu breath!!! *huuuu xiiii* anyways...synergy in about 3 hours and 7 mins left gtg...bb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111044125449498301?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111044125449498301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111044125449498301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111044125449498301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111044125449498301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-time.html' title='no time'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-111036835857227959</id><published>2005-03-09T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T03:50:23.593-08:00</updated><title type='text'>[fraustrated]]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;AM&lt;br /&gt;FRAUSTRATED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gorst sho many people like dramatic&lt;br /&gt;lehs. i am sho pissed lorsh! to all&lt;br /&gt;this people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"&gt;GO&lt;br /&gt;TO&lt;br /&gt;HELL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yupps. i&lt;br /&gt;ain't gonna&lt;br /&gt;name drop but&lt;br /&gt;you know who you&lt;br /&gt;are. pls leave&lt;br /&gt;my friends and my&lt;br /&gt;life alone. i'm sick of&lt;br /&gt;settling problem&lt;br /&gt;after problem&lt;br /&gt;after problem...&lt;br /&gt;its sickening, obnoxious&lt;br /&gt;and I R R I T A T I N G!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new layout. nice right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-111036835857227959?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/111036835857227959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=111036835857227959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111036835857227959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/111036835857227959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/fraustrated.html' title='[fraustrated]]'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110975792216019172</id><published>2005-03-02T01:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-02T02:05:22.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no titled-blog entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;yarhs i actuali decided to put this in cos' i wanted to put in a song lyrics...wells...life is pretty much dull cept the fact my compo kanna chosen to go compete in some international stuff...today put on eyeliner then kana by Ms. Ong, Mr. Gopal n a certain teacher i wouldent wanna name...yarhs...dao mei...hais i think im slacking again! FARK! I shouldent be lorsh...tomorrow is sho bleak...dunno what's gonna come up and hit me...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GREEN DAY LYRICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Boulevard Of Broken Dreams"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk a lonely road&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The only one that I have ever known&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't know where it goes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But it's home to me and I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm walking down the line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That divides me somewhere in my mind&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the border line&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Of the edge and where I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Read between the lines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What's fucked up and everything's alright&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Check my vital signs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To know I'm still alive and I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til then I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Ah-ah, Aaah-ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ah-ah, Ah-ah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk alone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I walk this empty street&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;On the Boulevard of Broken Dreams&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where the city sleeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I'm the only one and I walk a...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shadow's the only one that walks beside me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Til then I walk alone...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/rawkon.png" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ttfn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110975792216019172?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110975792216019172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110975792216019172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110975792216019172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110975792216019172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/03/no-titled-blog-entry.html' title='no titled-blog entry'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110942615293857943</id><published>2005-02-26T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T05:55:52.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>euphoria.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;yups gort sho much things to have euphoria...my comp ish up! smiles. i gort 71 for my comb sci which ish soopah hi...smiles widely. passed most of muh subjects, smiles hystericali. gonna get nu fone...euphoria XDXDXD...anyways...yups...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110942615293857943?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110942615293857943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110942615293857943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110942615293857943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110942615293857943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/02/euphoria.html' title='euphoria.'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110796325855702669</id><published>2005-02-09T07:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T23:08:25.446-08:00</updated><title type='text'>kodak moments - muh cousin R'IAN...</title><content type='html'>i lurvee his name, beri nostalgic...pronounced as ryan...sho cute rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 239px; HEIGHT: 211px" height="473" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010009.jpg" width="540" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 297px; HEIGHT: 237px" height="352" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010040.jpg" width="115" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 263px; HEIGHT: 265px" height="547" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010070.jpg" width="637" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 227px; HEIGHT: 227px" height="385" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010096.jpg" width="472" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 237px; HEIGHT: 273px" height="273" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010029.jpg" width="374" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 278px; HEIGHT: 257px" height="532" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/P1010030.jpg" width="687" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110796325855702669?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110796325855702669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110796325855702669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110796325855702669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110796325855702669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/02/kodak-moments-muh-cousin-rian.html' title='kodak moments - muh cousin R&apos;IAN...'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110796126683222715</id><published>2005-02-09T06:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-09T07:01:06.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>font sucks...comp down...feb sucks</title><content type='html'>get my point...that's why cant blog...oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HHHHHHHAAAAAAPPPPPPYYYYYYY LLLLLLLLUUUUUUNNNNNNAAAAAARRRRRR NNNNNNNEEEEEEWWWWWWW YYYYYYEEEEEEAAAAAAAAARRRRRRR reader...ah...font sucks...sucks...sucks...gonna get nu skin...n song...collect all muhh aps from aunties n uncles u only see once a year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110796126683222715?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110796126683222715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110796126683222715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110796126683222715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110796126683222715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/02/font-suckscomp-downfeb-sucks.html' title='font sucks...comp down...feb sucks'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110739943161885486</id><published>2005-02-03T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:58:33.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;arlowsh! wahh... my feet sho pain... just finsh the cross country! lolx... so tiring... but yeahh! won 12th in non competitive... better than muh expectations. XD... so many people were shocked tt i won... even i didn't know i would win... lolx... 2 Feb such a good day... ahaax... 1 Feb such a bad day... gt verbal fighting and some xtra wannabes trying to gain attention... *ahem* so contradicting sehz... and den on 1 Feb, got scolded by 3 teachers in a row (*Bingo!*) dun wanna sae... the 1st two teachers suck anyways, the 3rd one was my fault... haix den got BETA form from jane yeo... the form kinda lost its authoritive effect on most of us cos the way she issues BETA form like using toilet paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To M.J.Y,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry. I'm sorry you r such a lousy maths teacher. I'm sorry you kill so many trees just gifing out BETA forms. I'm sorry everyone hates you. I'm sorry you are weak and haven't even gone thru' training. I'm sorry you suck. I'm sorry that I fail maths because of you. And for all that and more, I'm sorry... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrily signed,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron Kok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(suck on that!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110739943161885486?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110739943161885486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110739943161885486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110739943161885486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110739943161885486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/02/arlowsh-wahh.html' title=''/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110670026090965766</id><published>2005-01-25T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:41:58.636-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5 mins more...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;chinese is so borwing...5 more minutes...urgh b__ l__ next to moi...*pukes* must keep all the maliciousness sneaky...class tee lookin' good! XD well gtg...ttfn&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110670026090965766?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110670026090965766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110670026090965766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110670026090965766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110670026090965766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/01/5-mins-more.html' title='5 mins more...'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110528748005637678</id><published>2005-01-10T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:35:16.643-08:00</updated><title type='text'>After the 1st week of 3e...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wah seh! damn fun sehz! this class is lyk slackers. lol. yah lor, got people lyk jun hao, salihin, sue ann, volleyballers, cheng yong, nicole, nic teos, jon lee, colin, yvonne, etc... ahaaz... oh yah then got ms gay.loh (aka Benjamin Loh) :P &lt;i&gt;gawd&lt;/i&gt;!! it's so freakin' sick sehz (translation: he has a LV wallet, prada pencil case and dior shades.) i thought dior for girls wan... and he claims he gt LV wallet for $400. i gt mine for market prize $300. either i got a soopah discount or he's lying. oh and he talk with american slang and walks like tyra banks. he's like J. Lo. J. Lo., gay.loh... rhyming sehz! lolx... but tis class is damn fun... although got Jane Yeo! yuck! can't teach maths wan... all she does is regurgitate what the textbook prints and write on the board. (psst! got plans for whole class to sign a petition to Sng to get betta maths teacher!!) well, to all happy '05 and ttfn!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110528748005637678?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110528748005637678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110528748005637678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110528748005637678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110528748005637678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2005/01/after-1st-week-of-3e.html' title='After the 1st week of 3e...'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110431265909088553</id><published>2004-12-29T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:41:28.240-08:00</updated><title type='text'>USA! I LOVE YOU!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;omg its been what 3 days at least since i came back from america and GOD IT ROCKS! ok lemme go into the details. warning. this blog is full of excruciating details, sarcarstic american humor and more. (&lt;em&gt;translation: you will get bored&lt;/em&gt;.) so i actuali experienced 2 saturdays and skipped thrusday upon return to s'pore. this is how it works: i fly to america on a singapore saturday, which is an american friday, and arrive on an american saturday, which is sunday in singapore. geddit? hope so... so it's sing - tokyo - LA - vegas - LA - Tokyo - Singapore. arriving in LA, was the first time i setn foot into a territory with so many americans in it. lolx. so we took the connecting flight to vegas. and while queing, you could feel that everyone was like a big family. a couple on my right was talking to a couple on my left. both were strangers to one another cos they didn't even know the otha partees names. funni. in front, same thing was happening. it's just so 'christmas-sy'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;vegas was amazing. lights, people, fashion, everything! after checking into Circus Circus, we took in the sights and sounds of the Strip, a line of hotel casinos and lights. if there's one thing you should know, even the smallest, cheesiest motel has a gigantic lighted sign pointing out its existence. then there was Fashion Show, vegas's biggest, non-factory outlet shopping centre dedicated to fashion. going crazee there was fun. then it was down to treasure planet hotel casino. there was a show. all big hotel casinos have free public shows. this one was about some freaky pirates. but they decided top sex it up with some bikini cladded pirate girls and stuff. and next: the mirage. it's show was every 10 minutes, where their gigantic waterfall structure was a volcano. so there you have spurtting red water and fire everywhere. so that's how we ended the day, after walking to the MGM Grand and back. Oh the most famous broadway shows are Mamma Mia, and Chippendale. Now i'm sure we know mamma mia, but chippendale? it's actuali a male strip show. yes you have hot muscle bounded guys stripping to their you-know-what for girls and the occasional gay couple. (&lt;em&gt;jokin'&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;the next day we woke at 6.30, and went to this place called Premium Outlets, a gathering of factory outlets from the most famous brands. boy did i go mad. &lt;em&gt;went to adidas, go crazy. went to calvin klein, go crazy. went to levi's, go crazy. went to quiksilver, go crazy. went to nike, go crazy. went to armani exchange, go crazy&lt;/em&gt;.lolx. you get it now? hahas. so it was heavy duty shopping from 8 a.m to 10 p.m...kewls! the next waking hour, we went to visit the Grand Canyons with the Indians. yes. red indians. they were really hip, except for the feathered ornament in their hair. they wore puma and car ried LV...you get the point. took a lot of phtos, and it was back down to ground and finally to the Hoover Dam for more photo shots. hotel bound at last. last day of vegas came so quickly and we went to the second factory outlet arcade they had, Citadel outlets. yah, after that, we went back to the hotel to pack up. then off to the airport the next day. oh yah, some of u were asking how much vegas gambles. judge from this: their airports have got jackpot machines in them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;back in LA again; where palm trees and graffiti dominate the area. lemme give you the vitals. we went to the hollywood sign for that kodak moment, visit homes of steven stallone, the ozbournes, sharon stone etc. we visited rodeo drive. it's like orchad road, cept you glam it up 100 times. all the brands are there. gucci, vuitton, ermangildo zegna, coach, prada, hermes, dior etc. oh and what do they use for streetlamps? chandeliers (&lt;em&gt;translation: big crystal and glassy lights you find in soopah glammish hotels&lt;/em&gt;.) oh and guess who i saw, Raven Symone from disney hit series 'That's So Raven'! we went to universal studios theme park and played the hell out of it (&lt;em&gt;i met spongebob&lt;/em&gt;!) and when i stepped out, i stepped into the MEet the Fockers world premiere, with stars like rob de niro, babas streisand, ben stiller, teri polo and dustin hoffman...and the next day, i was at grauman's chinese theatre when i realised that standing in the same lobby, was brad pitt, cat zeta jones and matt damon, don cheadle etc for Ocean's 12 world premiere! so star studded. i also noticed that tattoo parlours are like super hot in LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;next stop: Anaheim, a province in LA. 1/3 of it's population works in disneyland! gawd i love disneyland. i mean meeting the mouse you grow up with, n grew to love with was magical. he was so cute i felt like squishing his head (&lt;em&gt;control...control.&lt;/em&gt;..) then we spent 2 days park hopping between disneyland, and disney's branch and more - for - adults - rides - theme park: California Adventure Park. haha here's a joke to laugh at: while waiting to be sitted in the elevator carriage (it's the ride) of the ride Hollywood Tower Hotel, adapted from the twilight zone, 3 indain girls asked my bro, dad n i if the ride was scary. since it was our second time riding it, my bro said 'yes! got ghost' cos there's this ghostly effect. so they were like 'oh got ghost? will touch us not? if yes we wanna quit.' and my &lt;em&gt;smart&lt;/em&gt; bro replied 'no won't come in. just go up n go down'. technically it's correct, cos the ride sends u 12 stories up, lets u take a free fall in that '&lt;em&gt;fateful&lt;/em&gt;' elevator. but for every 2 stories you drop, u brake and climb one story, and then drop 2 stories, so on n forth. but the dear 3 indian ladies mistook for a ride that brings u up to take in the 'scenery' and slowly lowers u back down. they screamed the loudest during the ride. hahas. then we went back to disneyland for a fireworks show and a fountain show. it was so magical, you couldent halp feeliung happy, carefree n in ur second childhood. what a perfect to end this trip.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;here's some numbers i got for u:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no of hotels stayed in: 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no of times i proclaim out loud i loved america: uncountable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no of snow whites and little mermaids in both disney theme parks: 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;no of times i ate California pizza kitchen: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;no of times i insisted ion eating at CPK: at least 10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s i set my mind on migrating to LA at 20 cos i just love the people and culture cos they're so sociable n polite! you just have to go to the US to experince it urself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.p.s quik update, my poem 'The Road' is getting published cos it got entered into a contest semi finals. awesumm! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;thanks for reading!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110431265909088553?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110431265909088553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110431265909088553' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110431265909088553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110431265909088553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/12/usa-i-love-you.html' title='USA! I LOVE YOU!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110272517234288147</id><published>2004-12-10T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:40:59.520-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggin...From Changi Airport!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lolx...hihix my pe3px...gnna make this quick cos i only got like 13 minutes on da changi airport free internet. Yup! I'm standing inside the departure gates waiting for my flight to Tokyo and then to Vegas! So freaking excited...cos it's like the US man! For some xclusize nes...^^...i remember your wishlist of items...and i'll do my very best to find what you want...xD...anyways it's the though that counts right? Hahas...I will be returning on the 24th December. On 29th December, going to KL to see the New Year Fireworks! So happy! Fly here fly there...lolx. Oops 9 mins remaining. ttfn...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110272517234288147?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110272517234288147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110272517234288147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110272517234288147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110272517234288147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/12/blogginfrom-changi-airport.html' title='Bloggin...From Changi Airport!!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110248436440843446</id><published>2004-12-07T21:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-02T18:40:09.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Designs Are Going French!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For some of you who know, i'm a designer. For those who don't, i'm a fash designer. lame i hear. not this time. Word has got to this french designer thru my mom's colleague thru' my mom, that i designed my aunt's wedding gown. so he takes a look at it. he likes it. ^^;;...so it's like he got me to LEND him some of my designs...of course I'm gettin' paid. I'm geting 300 Euros per design (Can't expect more...I'm not some qualified full fledged designer). Down-payment of 100 Euros is already wit my mom...XD Don't worry I'm not that stupid. In any case like this, I never surrender my best designs. That would be specially for me only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally...I'm going to USA from dec 11 to dec 24 so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEASONAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;GREETINGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;(p.s I will remember x'mas presents!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110248436440843446?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110248436440843446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110248436440843446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110248436440843446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110248436440843446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/12/my-designs-are-going-french.html' title='My Designs Are Going French!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-110232381476696142</id><published>2004-12-07T01:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T21:34:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2004: Run Your Own race!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img height="114" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/scmc04_logo.gif" width="333" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Whoa! SCSM 04 just ended...it rox lyk hell lorz...from expo day to race day...11233...my bib number. lolx...lemme start wit expo day. right so i end up as R.L.O (not gonna explain...) for this year's dream job come true. anyways. this yr a few Millenia Institute...a few NJC...&lt;strong&gt;a lot&lt;/strong&gt; HCJC. mostly canoeing team but got one or two &lt;em&gt;kana&lt;/em&gt; called back from last yr...like san mei (that's the only name i remember tts called back one)...so anyways my first impression of this yr some ppl is tt dey beri dao...n xiao mei jan told me dey tot i damn dao cos father is overall organiser...so it's lyk...dorts lors...but actualli some r quite nice...farni and playful. whatever. and the joke is we never reali knew each other (they tot i was in JC!!) until the last day when the organisers were reimbursing us...then they were lyk "HUH! You sec three wan arhz!" lolx...so cute...than there's janis...she every year besides playing the emcee's sidekick, she's the 'bonding factor'. everybody noes her. she noes everybody. get my point? good. then i met suai ge julian hee (in person) and tay ping hui (manager)...wong li lin manager (she's amazing..gave birth two months ago and running full marathon)...paul sng...the correspondent for the olympics...donita rose...olinda...star studded rites?! yah than i saw daphney khoo...she's not running but saw her in suntec walking around...&lt;em&gt;gawd&lt;/em&gt; i even talked to her lors...plus i ran the 10 km one...1hr 10 minutes...not bad rites? ^^...yah can't wait for next year the marathon to start...then can work! oh to all who worked this yr...see ya next year...to all who WISHED they worked this yr...see ya next yr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so here's my list of shotouts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From HCJC: San Mei, Lyanna, Ngee Poo, Dao Chang, Chris, Marcus, Wen Hao, Kai Hong, Benjamin, Irene, Ritchell and to all those whom i talk to but still don't know the name..(sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From All Otha Skools: Viv, Janis, Phyllis, Jennifer (CHC), Jennifer, Ee ming, Judy, Xiao Li, Teo Huimin, Huimin, Zhi Hao, the two NTU guys who did escalator duty with me on the last day, Yang Yan, Kervin, Quan Chun, Joanne and to all those whom i know but missed out and all those tt i talk to but unsure of names...xD...bao qian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From PT - FT Workers: Doreen, Chrsitina, Hazlin, Daid, Ade, Damian, Mich Tang (WHY NEVER SEE YOU!), and everyone else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tCz...and KEEP IN TOUCH...beri important...lolx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s if u wanna keep in contact.. my msn is rawker_aaron@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;p.s.s the song "That's what friends are for" by S.I finalists are for you guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-110232381476696142?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/110232381476696142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=110232381476696142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110232381476696142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/110232381476696142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/12/standard-chartered-singapore-marathon.html' title='Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2004: Run Your Own race!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-109988336223007143</id><published>2004-11-07T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T19:20:24.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ohiyo&lt;/em&gt;! Right, so yesterday I went to watch Mamma Mia, and &lt;em&gt;Mamma Mia&lt;/em&gt;! Was it good! It was amazing. Great songs, vibrant dances, funny storylines and loads of figures of speeches...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The story starts with Sophie, a 20-year-old daughter of Donna. Sophie was going to get married to Sky, her boyfriend and an employee at the Donna's inn. The eloping couple decides to get married on a little unnamed Greek island upon Sophie's insistence. So it starts off when Sophie reads her mother's diary, and found out that her mom has had 3 flings with 3 different men, all on that island. And the diary was like " What a night! Blah blah blah...and then me and Harry had dot dot dot" or "Me and Sam had dot dot dot" or "Me and Bill had dot dot dot". Sophie later explained that 'dot dot dot' was how the old folks said 'shag'. &lt;em&gt;Talk about figures of speech&lt;/em&gt;! Sophie, wanting her real father to give her away at the wedding, invites all three men down to the island where they never set foot on for the past 21 years. Each one then convinces Sophie that they are her real father along the way.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Meanwhile, Donna, whose been trying to strike it rich by building a casino ship from her own bare hands, invites her ex-band mates, from Donna and the Dynamos, Tanya and Rosie. Pepper, one of Donna's other employees' falls for the leggy and &lt;em&gt;heighty&lt;/em&gt; Tanya, whilst Rosie is sort of attracted to Bill, one of Donna's ex-One Night Stands. Anyhow, the love web gets more intricate, and when Donna finds out her 3 ex-boyfriends are on that island for Sophie's wedding and not for the lame reasons each one provided, she freaks out. Sophie then decides on her wedding NOT to get married! And Sky agrees! But the ex-steady that Donna least likes actually proposes, and all the matrons at the wedding crowd around her singing "Say, 'I do! I do...do...do...do...I do' " Hilarious.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/mammamia.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The logo...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;They then end with Sophie and Sky, backpacked, kissing 3 men and a woman (Donna) goodbye, and leaves to hit a road of adventure. The show ends with the cast taking bows, whilst the audience awards the cast a standing ovation, and boy, was I clapping like mad! They finished with a gorgeous dance medley and song of Mamma Mia, Dancing Queen and Waterloo. It was amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;After the show, I was still caught up in the nostalgic Mamma Mia fever and was one of the lucky ones (and probably only) who caught the actor of Sky and actress of Donna walking as unassuming passers-by in the Esplanade. I whipped out my phone to snap a shot with the actor, cos' the actress was on a phone. She did smile at me, which was good. And public still had no clue that the cast was out and walking! Pity though, I wanted to use GPRS to upload the pics, but failed. My dad told me there was a USB link, but there wasn't. Well, you can always look for me. I'd be thrilled to show it to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/austcast1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Australian Cast...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till next time, ttfn...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-109988336223007143?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/109988336223007143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=109988336223007143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109988336223007143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109988336223007143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/11/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-109972510324476414</id><published>2004-11-05T22:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T23:11:43.246-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the controversies of the music scene</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was listening to ashlee simpson on my mp3 when it suddenly struck me that the music scene is so forever controversial! i mean like the big hooblah of her lip-sycing the totally wrong song from what her band played on Saturday Night Live. like LOSER! i like her songs yes. but songs and artiste are two different subjects. i mean people pay for the real thing. i guess you just can't sing the same song twice huh...or you'll be like flat or somethin'. and the worst thing? she blames her band!! hello?! get a life girl. Even Jessica, who may be a dumb blonde, has got more sense then that. ashlee's voice is wonderful. but her attitude sucks. totally. seriously. sucks. then there's that white angry rapper. eminem. he's songs are great! but when he accidentally showed that he lip-synced one of his songs, he was soOoOoOo busted!hahaz...mebbe he got tongue-tied? naw...it could NEVER happen. okays mebbe once in a while. but i mean like, if you guys can sing into that recording mic, why can't you ape it out on a performance stage? it's not that different. honestly they are hopeless. and some celeb singers can't get any dumber. Recently, fantasia admitted she didn't know where Singapore was. So it's like "Wheee...i'm flying to a country that i don't know two nuts about! Wheee..." hahaz. Jessica can't tell the difference between turkey and chicken! What the?! but that just makes me love dumb celebs more and more...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/fb1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/em1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/ashlee1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/jess1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally please pick up this month's LIME mag cos my cousin's featured on pg 80-81 of the prom special. Alvin, NYP. Natasha says he's gorgeous. Others say we have a resmblance...so i dunno...tell me what u think!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;till next time, &lt;em&gt;cha-cha (spanish for bye bye)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-109972510324476414?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/109972510324476414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=109972510324476414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109972510324476414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109972510324476414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/11/controversies-of-music-scene.html' title='the controversies of the music scene'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-109964532098088998</id><published>2004-11-05T01:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-05T01:08:35.896-08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are what you shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;okays so everyone likes to hit the street and do some heavy duty shopping! i admit. i like some annual shopping trips too! but when you shop, do you consider what goes through one's mind? here's some things to probably tell you what you are through your shopping list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Mango, Zara and Giordano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're probably a teen with certain spending powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Either that or you're a plain office working lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You're not exactly a trend-starter, but you are generally presentable in front of friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You portray an urban (NOT urban chic!) look and can be quite laid back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;You like it for comfortable and stylish street wear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/mng2.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/gio1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/z1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Louis vuitton, Christian Dior, Gucci, Armani Exchange and Burberry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;You're a rich tai-tai who has lady luck at mahjong games&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;That or you're a high flying executive in the office&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;You are classified as metrosexuals and your dressing may unintentinally start certain trends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;Naturally you have huge spending power&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#663366;"&gt;You are classy, smooth and sleek in most things you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/lv1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/dior1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/gucci1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/ax1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/burberry1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Isetan and Metro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Typical housewives and teens who have EXTREMELY limited spending powers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;You go for a conservative and conformative (aka nothing unique) look.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dressing up is never and issue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Children, who do not have RJ Rosales or Nadya (Style Doctors!) would get their first wardrobe here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/isetan1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/mtr1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;Billabong, Von Dutch and Levi's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;You aremost probably a hip street person, like a break dancer or just plain punk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;You start trends and when the trend peaks, you start a new one!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;You're not afraid to show flesh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#006600;"&gt;You would spend lots of money on these brands if they really have "&lt;em&gt;potential&lt;/em&gt;" to start trends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/vd1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/bill1.bmp" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/levis1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So the next time you shop, maybe you'd might like to see where you'd fit so as not to look moronic! Till next time I'm signing off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-109964532098088998?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/109964532098088998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=109964532098088998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109964532098088998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109964532098088998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/11/you-are-what-you-shop.html' title='you are what you shop'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-109955074663394169</id><published>2004-11-03T22:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T22:48:24.776-08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality rave</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so i'd admit. i'm a fan of reality tv. well most of em' that is. so since it's coming to the end of the year, i decided to review some of my personal cool's and boo's of this year's reality tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Swan - BOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This is the LAMEST crap i've seen. SWAN= &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;eeing &lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;omen &lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;s &lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;onsense show. Really. they get the uglist women with lowest charisma to compete in a beauty pagaent. Firstly, if I were a chosen contender, i'd be insulted. Fancy getting a chihuahua to compete for the place as a prized pooch. So the girls go nip here and tuck there to become beauty queens. The host and beauty experts then tell BOTH that they are pretty, but when interviewed, start to criticize the loser of the qualifying round. I'd reckon that the losers would go home and cry their hearts out for not being beautiful enough, and since they feel that way, they eat and slack to cut their depression and thjen return to their normal sizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/swan1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;America's Next Top Model&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;COOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;12 contestants go all out to be ATNM. Put them in one crummy lookin' apartment, and you get: CATFIGHTS! I like this show, well not because of the looks or boobs (cos' they won't make it) but for the drama. Especially Camille and Catie. Let's start with Camille. IT's Yoanna vs. Camille, Xiomara vs. Camille, All the other minors vs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Camille...get the picture? I mean Camille is such a friggin' b****...she's so stuck up and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NOT &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;sexy! And then there's Catie. Reminds me of her in diapers. All she does is cry. Cry. Cry. Cry. And cry more. She cried when her hair got chopped, when she was supposed to be suspended in mid-air and when she was told off by some fashion stylist guy. But when it came to the episode where she was supposed to try acting opposite Mark Collier (I think that's the name), she's supposed to cry cos' it's a dramatic soapy love story, she failed miserably.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/atnm1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Survivor - BOO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This show is full of backstabbing, lying, cheating, bikinis and vulgarities. America at it's worst. Oh did I mention: Nudeness? Obviously most of them are porn stars in the making! Don't need to be a genius to know that! This show hits the core of rude arseholes. And then there's the host who goes "Survivors ready! Go!". 3 words. It's Freakin' Lame! Change it. I mean after 10 seasons, the producers would find something new!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/sv1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Apprentice - COOL!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So since Mark Burnett ran out of deserted crappish lookin' islands to dump people on, he chooses the Trump Tower! This show's great cos it gives new meaning to the phrase "Mom, this is educational TV!". It is! You get to learn how bitchy your co-workers are! So my mom watches it for tips on how to curry favor to her boss. Just joking. She doesn't. Omarosa really adds flavour to the show. Honestly, I was saddened when she was voted off. She was the reason i tuned in! Oh well...too bad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/app1.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So next year I'm really hoping that there would be more cools then boos so till then, tah tah~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-109955074663394169?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/feeds/109955074663394169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8988503&amp;postID=109955074663394169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109955074663394169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109955074663394169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fiskyaaron.blogspot.com/2004/11/reality-rave.html' title='reality rave'/><author><name>aaronKOK</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09381283752347726843</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-8988503.post-109946693502960961</id><published>2004-11-02T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-03T00:36:26.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a fucking world i live in</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okay so i don't like using vulgarities. something about my friend that kept calling me a &lt;em&gt;vulgariti-sian&lt;/em&gt;...i don't know. life is so messy. no cellgroup cos of p.o...no chc cos of p.o...no promotion cos of negligance...lfe sucks. &lt;em&gt;fuck it&lt;/em&gt;. and here i am stuck at this IT centre bloggin cos my &lt;em&gt;bleddy&lt;/em&gt; comp is down. hate it. shit. no it's fuck bugger shit head in the arse. listening to simple plan...so relevant! i just hate something in my heart. don't know hwat it is but i hate it. maybe i know, but i'm hiding. oh yeah...i'm hiding...think this blog is crap? then freakin' hell don't read it! argh...not gonna scold you...readers...i'm sorry if you hafta endure this shit from me...and it's my first blog! &lt;em&gt;what the&lt;/em&gt; you say? yeah...what the &lt;em&gt;hell&lt;/em&gt;...sorry...i swaer that there never will be another blog post this vulgar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Welcome To My Life" - Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever feel like breaking down?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever feel out of place?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like somehow you just don't belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And no one understands you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you ever wanna runaway?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you lock yourself in your room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With the radio on turned up so loud &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But no one hears you screaming&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you wanna be somebody else?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you sick of feeling so left out?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you desparate to find something more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Before your life is over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you stuck inside a world you hate?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Are you sick of everyone around?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;With their big fake smiles and their stupid lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;While deep inside you're bleeding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When nothing feels all right&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel lost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Welcome to my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one ever lied straight to your face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No one ever stabbed you in the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You might think I'm happy but I'm not gonna be okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody always gave you what you wanted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Never had to work it was always there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You don't know what it's like what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel lostTo be left out in the dark&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be kicked when you're down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To feel like you've been pushed around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;To be on the edge of breaking down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But no one's there to save you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No you don't know what it's like, what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v89/redspike/sp1.bmp"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8988503-109946693502960961?l=fiskyaaron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109946693502960961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8988503/posts/default/109946693502960961'/><link 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