<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900</id><updated>2012-01-25T14:24:50.404+08:00</updated><category term='she will'/><category term='I can only say sorry here'/><category term='on the other hand'/><category term='are you game to get hurt?'/><category term='I DUN FARKING CARE AT ALL.'/><category term='I STILL HAVEN THROW AWAY THE PLASTIC BAG.'/><category term='SY SY. I do not want to hurt you.'/><category term='Com&apos;on and lets Dance.'/><category term='Zz.. 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Getting slightly lazy for this place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, to sum up last yr. It was not good overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011.&lt;br /&gt;The year I tried playing the good guy and failed. Twice.&lt;br /&gt;To add to that, I made one of the worst mistakes I could ever tink of doing. Although I managed to get myself clean of it, it was still a bad moment for me. Unable to forget, and hoping for forgiveness. Then again, it was very much deserving, for it was my foot whose it was step upon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas went by quietly too, had to be in camp and it was ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 9gag stole my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, thru this bit of time. I have realised that making more frens and staying that way has made life better and slimpler. So thanks for all that have had me around, and tgc for all that are less around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok. Today, I have decided to do up this is so for this one story that I want to remember forever.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, on the 2nd night of CNY. I was at MAMA's place. Gambling and all (oh man, this yr not so good yr). After the games, afew of us were gathered in the room with mama. It was all so sudden when mama decided to tell us about her story in the past with gong gong.&lt;br /&gt;Bout "how gong gong tried so hard to get the attention of mama", "hanging outside her house and waiting for her", "becoming frens with her brother and uncle", "using his sweet tounge to get on mama's family books". He brought her to the movies on his scooter and brought back char kuay tiao for her family. Till the point where her grandma would prepare milo when he was going to visit. And even her family back in JB was to fall for gong gong's sweet tricks. His trick? Greeting everyone properly with that little hint of sugar and taking it away for there.&lt;br /&gt;Thou it was sweet, mama said. It was not a fairytale story and real life set in after.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, all in my head... I was so grateful. Looking at today, it was very much the fairytale ending I would hope for. That short period of time, I was wondering if the kids had understood what the story was about. To me, I heard a story from mama which was from a younger days, and from it, I learnt respect.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6516731991830100110?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6516731991830100110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6516731991830100110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6516731991830100110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6516731991830100110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2012/01/hello-world-3rd-day-of-cny-2012.html' title='HELLO WORLD, 3rd Day of CNY 2012'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5714093706937711431</id><published>2011-07-30T12:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:31:43.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heh, I'm back.</title><content type='html'>Well, cant say that I have tired. I really wanted to change, and I really did. FOR A WHILE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thru that period, I've heard them all. "good guys nvr win", "you'll only get hurt".... Blah blah blah.. I knew but nvr heeded. Till last night, I lost to myself and can only turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of cos, undoubtly I deserve it and all that comes to me. Yet, I cannot understand why am I not appreciated. Are assholes more attractive? Like when I openly annouced that I was the crackhole of all assholes. Gosh, hao ren nan dang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So simply put, I tried and failed and now I'm back. Even if it were a mistake of choice, the results are clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another note, whilst there is not progress on this end, another end is showing signs of brightness. I will be signing on and working for long due to a large amount of consideration. Just to let only you know. No one else other than the ppl in camp know that I am making this choice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5714093706937711431?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5714093706937711431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5714093706937711431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5714093706937711431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5714093706937711431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2011/07/heh-im-back.html' title='Heh, I&apos;m back.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-759869498711378226</id><published>2011-07-22T01:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T12:24:28.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Lion King</title><content type='html'>Well, I caught the show in May if I am not wrong. The Lion King musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been wanting to watch it since it was advertised and although I got weary of its entertainment when I was nearing the show, I left the theater and nvr regret. It was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then for so long after, it was always the start 'the circle of life' that caught me and more thanks to 'Rafiki'. I have tried so long to get another glimpse of the show and finally I did it. It made me young and again, then I teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-759869498711378226?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/759869498711378226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=759869498711378226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/759869498711378226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/759869498711378226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2011/07/lion-king.html' title='The Lion King'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4303583548581889429</id><published>2011-06-29T20:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:00:08.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm never gonna be Mr. Right, but I can be your Mr. Right now.</title><content type='html'>Haaii. How I wish, I wish... that I can be Mr. Right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, being Mr Right Now aint too bad. For now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4303583548581889429?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4303583548581889429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4303583548581889429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4303583548581889429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4303583548581889429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2011/06/im-never-gonna-be-mr-right-but-i-can-be.html' title='I&apos;m never gonna be Mr. Right, but I can be your Mr. Right now.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2299184891263101965</id><published>2011-04-30T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T13:55:41.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancing..</title><content type='html'>Today, apart from all the stress from test and army. I suddenly feel like dancing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinking back, I was just too lazy. And now of cos I regret. I would have prolly done much better but too bad huh. time just didnt let me do what I wanted to do. Gosh, if only I choose to dance earlier and before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2299184891263101965?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2299184891263101965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2299184891263101965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2299184891263101965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2299184891263101965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2011/04/dancing.html' title='Dancing..'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6999254784909457303</id><published>2011-03-13T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T23:01:46.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teaching Teacher Taugh Me</title><content type='html'>Its been awhile, very long while. I guess it took me this long to gain the urge to come back here for sth I would like to rmb for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm in the army now and I cant say I am doing well or have been expecting myself to grow much or change. Yet, I must admit.... I have changed. Grown up or not, I am at the very least, a soldier now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Anyways. I was watching TV after the longest time and I came across this ad on teaching! It was almost good, that when I felt sth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all the Teachers, seen me change or not. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here goes my list of teachers (I am trying to rmb)-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My P5 or P6 chinese teacher, who often got crazy shouting in class. Sorry, I was one of the idiots who nvr appreciated you till too late. But then again, I cant rmb how bad I was in pri sch, only the face and voice from you trying to scare the shit out of me or the other kids... which I dun rmb working effectively.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Sec 1, MSS. A Ms Adeline Tan (if im not wrong). Who most prolly doubted me and was right the whole time in the year which I quickly became a nuisance and turned for the worst. Many changes happened and studying was sth I dun rmb but you were that teacher I still recalled. I guess you were one of the nicer ones. Sorry if I made you angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunch of Chinese Teachers who took my class that year which I dropped it. Sorry. I dun rmb exactly who took when and I did what but it was during the period. That year, I made a call... To do well, Chinese would have to go. But it was wrong to tink that way, and thus one or more of you became my excuse to 'hate' chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accounting teacher, Ms Poon. Sec 3,4. By then, I was just too cocky. Sorry. Like when you scolded me cos I was not listening but only becos I alr understood it. It was my bad, there was no respect. Then of cos I realised you didnt believe I'd make it.  I already knew I would... Cos too bad for you, I was really interested in POA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Science teacher. Mrs Lee Tan or sth. Grad yr. Sorry I was again, too cocky. By then, I grew up. But my pride got in the way and again, didnt realise respect. That time when I read the papers in class while you were teaching, I already planned every thing that was to happen, up till I walked away putting you down and making sure that at the end of the year, you would have to stand corrected about me. I nvr knew why I did it, and I guess I didnt behave correct even when I thought I changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vice Principal. Forgot your name. Sorry, and for the arrogance I showed. There you were, new and ready to make changes. And there I was tinkin 'I was the old cow in this sch'. You want to change me? Tink again. Yet, you promtly came up with the after sch lessons to motivate us. HOHOHO, I was so motivated, I felt you were wasting my time. So, I went thru, slept and made sure you caught me. Tried to make it hard for me but I knew it was coming and took you down. I rmb that Mr Nah tried to stop me and I told him 'not to worry, I wouldnt get you in trouble'. Then it passed and all the way to the end, I made sure you were wrong about me. And now, I didnt understand why I had done what I did. I tot I was all that, and no I was just growing too fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lee. English teacher. To you, I would like to Thank. I know not what luck I had, I felt favoured by you and undeserving. I changed a lot with you around and I was so much better with your guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Math teacher during Grad year. Thank you too. I was lucky to have you teach me and somehow  I was more interested in learning from you. Sorry when I slept or disturbed the class, but you were a motivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miss Tan and Miss Low. Intern Teachers who came and hopefully saw, then made a good change to your students. Sorry and Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Ngor. Chinese teacher, around and about the whole time. The only teacher who managed to gain the respects of many who couldnt. She should get an award or sth. From her, I wanted to learn sth I didnt like. From her, I learnt that being a teacher and teaching everyone was possible. From her, I saw the toughness of teachers and how it was not just a profession but a calling. I once ran up and down the block willingly without disdain cos she told me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, must have been some that I am missing out. But what I want to say is that, at every point in time... Anyone could be teaching sth even if it isnt in a class. But the ones who stand in a class and make sure they pass on sth to those in front of them are the ones who are respectable. I have done my fair bit in teaching and I know how tough it can be, and only to say that one day... I might just go back with the believe that its time to repay what I owe myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6999254784909457303?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6999254784909457303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6999254784909457303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6999254784909457303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6999254784909457303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2011/03/teaching-teacher-taugh-me.html' title='Teaching Teacher Taugh Me'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8590017355169623838</id><published>2010-10-10T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T21:23:39.252+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Since its Today, might as well blog.</title><content type='html'>Its 10/10/10! So at least looking back, I didnt miss out this day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in three days time, I will be going to Thailand! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its gonna be a last escape from rite now, and one last moment before I go on with life! Bangkok and Phuket, HERE I COME! AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I really hope to try everything I can so that there will be no regrets. K, on the other hand, I hope everyone will be safe and we'll all be happy and have great fun without being scammed unless willingly or get lost!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. So here's the story for today!&lt;br /&gt;I got played! Haiz. I'm not angry at all, or sad or even exactly bordered. K, maybe a bit bordered. But, its really this whole prob of doing unto me what I did unto others. Thus, I kinda feel easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT BUT, how can I get played? HUH ? TELL ME? Am I not the person on the other side of this field, always? So can I say that, being the loser now is what I deserve.... Or maybe, I should look at the world from this side and maybe understand that I should be that better guy I so much wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so here goes... As of now, I dun see any way I've l0st out, jus that I didnt win!!! ROARRRRRR.&lt;br /&gt;So here on and now, I will make sure this ends almost as pretty as I can handle it and make sure no one gets away alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways.. I gotta move on now, and hey lookie here! I'm even better with this rubbish going on. Its more peaceful and seems more like sth worth my efforts. BUT CAN YOU TELL ME WHY IS YOUR NAME THE SAME AS MY MOTHER!!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and a note! I've tried to make my post as un-understandable as possible. Only readable to me. But as time passes, I may forget details and it will become a trick to remb-ing what that crap all about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8590017355169623838?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8590017355169623838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8590017355169623838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8590017355169623838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8590017355169623838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/10/since-its-today-might-as-well-blog.html' title='Since its Today, might as well blog.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-3285474466015395285</id><published>2010-10-06T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T01:01:05.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New lease of life</title><content type='html'>Rite now, I am bout a month away from my new life, NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite easily and effectively, it has given me a lump of new found pressure, worry and stress.&lt;br /&gt;Well, other then all the above, I am about to leave USS. Almost for good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lookin back, I've been with the park for, say bout 10months or so. Its been so much experiences and really, its kinda sad to leave. And lookin ahead, I have like a month less till its all in the past. Oh, now that I'm going off for bout 2weeks, its even less time left. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, aneway.. another worry is my hair. I really dunno the impact that will hit me after I become botak! LOL. its just terrible. However, just maybe.. it wont matter after awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it will mean the end of my very very very long holiday that I have had for some time now. It would be a start of the everyday life again. Also with which, the start of my life, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries worries worries.&lt;br /&gt;I kinda am worried that I may lose alot of what I have now. Peace and happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I pray, to my dear lord... That I may be able to handle what is to come. Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-3285474466015395285?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/3285474466015395285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=3285474466015395285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3285474466015395285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3285474466015395285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-lease-of-life.html' title='New lease of life'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4718904230326211875</id><published>2010-09-30T18:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-30T18:57:11.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh yes.</title><content type='html'>I had a really awesome dream last night. It was basically the most part of my life that rawks, reflected.&lt;br /&gt;However, I cant recall exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways aneways. I might just be enlisted next tues, But so plead the humble, dun let me get enlisted!! LOl.&lt;br /&gt;At least let me go to Genting and Phuket or where ever once more first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, I need to stop being to greedy and want a piece of almost everything. Its too much for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4718904230326211875?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4718904230326211875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4718904230326211875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4718904230326211875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4718904230326211875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/09/oh-yes.html' title='Oh yes.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8637631379275659120</id><published>2010-09-19T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:19:25.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well well..</title><content type='html'>Rite now, I am just rolling in the continuous life trend that I keep trying to get out off. Yet, here i am again, saying hello to me just like before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.. I've got to learn of this song call 'Huai Ren' and it really gets to me. All those girls, yet I dunno how to be satisfied. I once saw this post that was prolly meant for me, and it was lil sth like this, "One should cherish that which is before you, who cares and who loves you. Be satisfied and not yearn for much more. Otherwise, when all that matters is lost, would you come to feel the pinch but realise it is already too late".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I first read it, I laughed and went like 'WTF?'&lt;br /&gt;Now now now, that its past. It came thru and although I know I have more ahead then before, I still yearn for becos I lost. And gosh that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another text I came across was like, "By now, you would have drop back to square one. Isnt it time to change that Xi Xin Yan Jiu attitude of yours? Otherwise, you would nvr proceed and just remain lost like before".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, its true. For at least the past 4-5 years. I have been doing almost the same thing, jus a revolving turn of events that some how keeps me back to the same old spot I wished to step away from. (Stupidly, I can realise all this can blog about it, yet still the that exact same thing rite now)!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gosh my life kinda sucks. (althought very many other parts of it rawks)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8637631379275659120?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8637631379275659120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8637631379275659120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8637631379275659120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8637631379275659120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/09/well-well.html' title='Well well..'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-439347995047302625</id><published>2010-09-19T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T22:09:51.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry</title><content type='html'>To: ShunYa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Although you will prolly nvr see or hear it from me. I wanna apologise to you. For having wasted your time, lied and hurting you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow somehow, you are just my regret. Although many, yet I made it a waste.&lt;br /&gt;And now, that time has past and change has taken place, I look back and see a really nice girl that I would have oh so cherish if I wasnt who I am before. Then again, this is all over and just a memory to ponder on. And thus come the, If only If only If only.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-439347995047302625?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/439347995047302625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=439347995047302625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/439347995047302625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/439347995047302625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/09/sorry.html' title='Sorry'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6521395492911843606</id><published>2010-09-04T17:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T18:45:42.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EhEh... I wanna get TWO coconuts!</title><content type='html'>Well, its the end of my holiday and I still cant get enough of it.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, i'm single again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, for my super duper fun time in Phuket.&lt;br /&gt;At first, on the day to fly off..... it was kinda half-hearted. Both of us were risking alot on this trip. Well, at first for me, it was like safe and all... but someone jus had to destroy everything. I had such a good cover, still it failed. (i'm guessing it sth I deserve)&lt;br /&gt;Aneways... I returned to find that I became single already, and its jus stressful all of a sudden. I really dun have a plan for this single life yet, I need some time for this reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKok.. now for the fantastic trip.&lt;br /&gt;First night there was simple, we actually had a guide who brought us to the resort which was not too bad at all.. Quite spacious. Hohooooo.. Went to take a walk and got ourselves stuff at the 7-11. Did a bit of walking and got ourselves DURIAN, wheeeee.... But then, it sucked!!! The Thai Durian we ate sucked! It was like a bit cheap but still!!! it sucks... Then we had fried rice and LALA for late dinner. LOL. And then we slept.&lt;br /&gt;Day 2.&lt;br /&gt;Had the hotel breakfast! It was nice, lots of stuff. It was our free day so we rented a bike! LIKE A MOTORBIKE!!!LOL. only 200baht (like 8-9 bucks) for a day! K, we went to this mall which was the biggest of all Phuket, Jungcelyon. Did a little shopping and walking. Then we did the Thai massage, very relaxing. And also the fish spa. LOL. the first 5mins was terrible. ZZZ. Then it was ok. Not sure what it was all about but yea, did it. Oh, seriously rite, jus spend a lil money here and there, they'll treat you like kings. Spend the afternoon walking around, played a gun simlulator thingy, KNN, heavy sia!! Then we left to put our stuff down.&lt;br /&gt;Actually rite, everything we purchased was kinda expensive but still, cheap compared to Sg. Hmmm, it kept raining here and there, by evening we left for the WALKING STREET. Parked the bike anywhere and go only. LOL. The walking street was very cool. lots of pubs and other stuff that I didnt try. Oh, there is this slushy stand that sold fruit shakes at 50baht. Damn good. Lots of stuff to see and try, but we only walked and gave all of the shows a miss. Then we had dinner at one of the better looking seafood resturants (more ex also). It was really fun to pick your own seafood and cooking style. I tink it would have been a bomb to do it in Sg. The Thai style steamed fish was great great great!!! And the huge huge prawns were HUGE!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, everything rite, jus TIP only..&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, we walked again and it started to rain, so by then we got back and slept.&lt;br /&gt;Day 3.&lt;br /&gt;Had to wake up super early and had our transport to PHIPHI island. Hohohoooo.. Went to find nemo and friends. But the boat trip was super slow. However, the island was really great and we alot of fun. Jumped into the sea and the fishes were all around us. It was really a nice experience. swamed and like fed some treat to the fishes, they would just whack only. LOL. Oh, then when we were bout to leave, I did a somersault into the sea. Hohohooooo.. But rite, I didnt bring camera cos no one would look after, wasted sia. And we didnt bring sunblock cos the guide said only bring our towels. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;K, we got back to the island and had a buffet lunch. Basket, when I left the food for a while, the birds atk my food sia. Ended up sharing my plate with them cos I didnt want to throw the food away. By then, it was confirmed that every meal included fruits , esp watermelon. LOL. Everywhere also have. Watermelon watermelon everywhere, everywhere. Oh, and the buffet had thai style tao suan.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, then then then, we were left on our own for like 1hr plus. And cos the sun was so HOT, we decided to stay under shelter and stone. LOL. Cos even the sun bathing beds by the beach also need to pay. Knn, I pay you to let me tio sunburn ah? SIAO LANG, but apprantly the ang mohs are making it a business. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;K, then we had to take the long boat back, which was terrible cos there wasnt any seats left on the boat. Knn, the koreans damn farked up. I ended up moving chairs for the top deck to the lower deck to siam from the sun (otheriwse sure chao tah). Since it was a moving boat rite, the sun was slowing moving also, piang my position had to adjust according to the sun. LOL. Until I buay tahan, I hid under the whole towel. And she slept like a pig till she had only a sunburn on one portion of her arm. LOL. Aneway... it was really sad that we didnt bring the camera. Hiya.&lt;br /&gt;K, got back by the evening. Had a bit of rest and we left for the beach. Took a walk along the beach and it was nice and plus we took alot more photos to make up for the day. LOL. Oh, there I realised that there were shells moving around the sand where we walked!! Anyway... we walked to the WALKING Street again and this time.... I saw what I wanted! I saw the lady selling fried bugs. There was like grasshoppers, and bettles and worms and roaches. RAWRRRR. K, I bought the grasshoppers. OH my goodness. I ate like three and threw the rest away. LOL. (k, I actually spat the first one out after chewing it) LOL. THen I had to get another fruit juice to rinse my mouth. Well, so I ate bugs.&lt;br /&gt;K, after that we went for another seafood feast! LOL. Had monster prawns again! And stingray(wasnt that good). OH and TOM YUM SOUP!!!&lt;br /&gt;K, went to crash for the night.&lt;br /&gt;Day 4.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up and had our last breakfast there, checked out and we had a tour later in the afternoon so we went to the beach again. We played the Jetski and it was A-W-E-SOME!! I wanted to do the para-skiing but it was like jammed or sth. Missed it but nvm nvm. Oh, then I found out that there was seafood right under our feet. LOL. like seriously, crabs were crawling under the sand, and this Thai guy was showing us how he caught them. K, aneway.. we left for the tour which was ok ook.. Went up to some mountain and took photos of the whole landscape. Took photos of elephants cos we didnt want to sit on em. K, blah blah blah and by evening we were sent to the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Then..... TA DAHHHHhh.. our flight was cancelled. some lousy arrangments were made and we were sent to some weirdo place to sleep cos we were arranged for the next morning flight. Zzzz. Terrible but no choice. made loads of expensive phone calls back to singapore. Hmmm, afterthat, we crashed at some sucky airport hotel. Zzz, we didnt have enough baht so rented bike again and rode out to change money. Zzz. Well, we were basically at some jungle location and the nearest shop was like 45mins away. Piang.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Day 5.&lt;br /&gt;No breakfast. Zzz. Left for the airport and got back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Got to the airport and made some noise at the jetstar counter. They seriously didnt handle the prob well. Quite disappointing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6521395492911843606?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6521395492911843606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6521395492911843606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6521395492911843606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6521395492911843606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/09/eheh-i-wanna-get-two-coconuts.html' title='EhEh... I wanna get TWO coconuts!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8562266411238567032</id><published>2010-08-28T05:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T05:58:22.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A statement to make</title><content type='html'>Simple put in a ques, Whats part of my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to conclude, CLUB and Partying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my reason? Well, all becos I stopped for like a month or two of my endeavours during my nights out due to a particularly popular restraint. It has resulted my to take steps and risk my current peace by going back to the place where I feel most alive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, its jus that basic point of DOING STH THAT I AM FORCED NOT TO DO! The more I resist, the more I yearn! Simple as that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, partying is a whole new meaning these days. I rmb when I would blog bout my experiences, but this is a whole new level of ME. K, I tend to not stand out too much these days, and it has really taken me aback. Goodness! Then again, there is the downside off getting suay, or get caught (again). Zzz. Believe it, all for the sake of having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thus, I need to thank Shah and Sy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the night, sleepy time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I accidentally drank coke (it was actually pepsi, but still!!) some weeks back. And I meant to post this earlier but it seems I jus haven forgotten it yet. At that moment, I almost wondered to myself "why have I abandoned coke when its taste is like this"... Wah, almost.&lt;br /&gt;So in order to strengthen my believe, I will blog bout why I happen to not want to drink it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8562266411238567032?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8562266411238567032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8562266411238567032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8562266411238567032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8562266411238567032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/08/statement-to-make.html' title='A statement to make'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8335845599537785679</id><published>2010-08-02T03:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T03:58:57.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time span.</title><content type='html'>Its yr 2010. Ten years into the new century. So much has happened and so much changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was so bored that I had to look into my drawers... That filled alot of my memories.&lt;br /&gt;My frens who grew up with me. LOL. Jw, that last person I tot I would befriend is now my uber good buddy. and so many of them... Benoni, GZ, YT, JF, XH.... and every single one of them. All grown up from the memories that were captured and placed in the box. Everyone has contributed to the one word I have in my head "HAhaha".... Except for him, certain memories I keep dear to my heart, and yet some pics are there to help me with remenbrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on... The single one person who has given me sth, for more that a year on... is none other that IRA Azura. Goodness. Looking back, I actually had had such a fren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and all the newspapers. LOL. Three sets of newpapers that I appeared on. Wah piang eh... Who has that, huh???? well, all the blah blah blah... no biggies. But its really a laugh to see what I could have said. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Dear god, please bless all of my friends.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8335845599537785679?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8335845599537785679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8335845599537785679' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8335845599537785679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8335845599537785679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/08/time-span.html' title='Time span.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8456153490040462249</id><published>2010-08-02T03:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:04:05.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K, heres what</title><content type='html'>Its freakin 3.30am in the morning. I have a life, I should not be awake, but what the hack.&lt;br /&gt;Work at 8am later on, zzzz. I know I need to sleep, but I am jus so awake, I dun wanna turn around, here and there not falling asleep and end up wasting moments of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so this is gonna be a UGLY story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes the tale of the guy who does not deserve trust.&lt;br /&gt;He was never deserving, never worth. Yet every inch of him shows that he yearns it. However, from the undeserving past and self infliction, he make mistakes causing thy misery. Simply put, even his gf does not trust him cos he misused the trust. Then, he had to play with fire again. He just didnt care, and wasnt bordered. Till he was going to get burnt.&lt;br /&gt;You see, its not the char that was the prob for him, not even the burn or the amount of flames. It was only the thought of getting burnt. He was so afraid of the thought of it, that he was squimmer away. Alas, he had to face it, for the flames he messed with was always going to catch up to his fingers.&lt;br /&gt;And he did, so even without fear. And again, the trust that he oh so didnt want, got right back into his pockets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now tell me why? He who does not deserve, receives... Yet all the many, yearns?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets see,&lt;br /&gt;Fact #1 He's a bastard&lt;br /&gt;(but dun we all know that already)&lt;br /&gt;Fact #2 He should be happy with life and live peaceful&lt;br /&gt;Fact #3 Unappreciating fool&lt;br /&gt;Fact #4 He's a farker&lt;br /&gt;(Well, its jus another way to put it)&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.... Trouble trouble in the rubble, yet he must play with all the bubbles. Take a leap and drop, into the rubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh in Ryan's context. I went to club when I wasnt supposed to. I got caught. I begged and got myslf a change that by now should totally not deserve. Yet, I dun seem to really care?? I need to know why??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. Today is the 02, But the next date of the next month. I will receive what I deserve. Otherwise,I will drop all faith and learn to appreciate. At least. I believe all I need is a really really good excuse. One that can keep me alive, just for awhile. One that needs to be a little better that what I have now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8456153490040462249?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8456153490040462249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8456153490040462249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8456153490040462249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8456153490040462249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/08/k-heres-what.html' title='K, heres what'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6512572770235297239</id><published>2010-07-29T03:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T03:44:05.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace to all</title><content type='html'>Well, I am currently in the midst of the peaceful life which I seeked some time back. It looks like these days will be here for at least a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I was supposed to stop clubbing.. But nvr did I till tonight onwards. Its not that I dun want to, but no one to club with. Or least, I am not driven to maddness being cooked up at home.&lt;br /&gt;Well, see how far I can last uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, no other girls that I am gonna be hurt by. Although, its really hard to stand and watch the world go by. I have to realise that this is the simplest way for me to move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anewaayyyyy.... my life will be turning a slight turn from today onwards, starting next week. I really hope it will be as good as it is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Well, been staying up quite late this few days. Nothin to do, so watching all of the young and dangerous series again. LOL. I cant wait to meet up with my frens this weekend. Gonna at least be able to hang out. WHHHOOOOOOOOOOooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the 29July2010, I am nothing worth. I do not deserve. But I am happy. For now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6512572770235297239?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6512572770235297239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6512572770235297239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6512572770235297239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6512572770235297239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/peace-to-all.html' title='Peace to all'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6341925030247170555</id><published>2010-07-28T04:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T04:13:21.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to handle it all, I dont know.</title><content type='html'>Well, its 4am in the middle of welllll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd.&lt;br /&gt;was a really simple day for me. Woke up feeling oh so peaceful. Like I was free from all pressures and stress. Went to work, and got home to rest. Great. I thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, suddenly so much of my worries have become unimportant. I guess its being opened to the facts that my life will not become better in any sense going on like this. So I took a hike, away from everyone for one day. IT WAS FREAKING GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, it made me realise..... That work at USS is really a haven for me to escape. At work, I am alone, away from my stress and life itself. I am at peace, only to face other troubles that are easy to shruge off. Most are strangers, only to a few. Well, it is a place in SG that I can head to and lock myself away in that air-con building for hours to mind about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so recently, I've been an asshole again. Only to realise that nothin that I do is worth any thing I stand to gain. Zzzz. So then, listen to the words that flature around in the morning sun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6341925030247170555?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6341925030247170555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6341925030247170555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6341925030247170555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6341925030247170555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-to-handle-it-all-i-dont-know.html' title='How to handle it all, I dont know.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2669562921857012048</id><published>2010-07-22T05:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T05:30:33.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends that help each other grow</title><content type='html'>I am sick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why I'm feeling like that now so I am blaming the weather. Falling in and out of flu and worst. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, my friends are the ones that are and will always be there. At least thats what I hope. Our forever is limited to how far we will grow with each other, yet as we'll nvr stop, comes the lights of hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I can really look at ppl and want to tell them in their face that, the ppl you consider your frens are just illusions. You'll nvr know from here and on, what real friends are about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. I owe part of this to being blessed with the friends that I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get well, but someparts of me wished to fall ill. (dunno why)&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how it goes, till then ..... more ranting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The confused part of my life.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing. Cant I make frens with others, jus frens? Why is it that I am forced to choose. My current life is a pack of lies, getting worst and worst. Looking at things now, I will regret in the future. However, the point is that I do not want to regret making wrong choices now thus, will push all for later. Then again, whats worth or not.... that is the question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, seemingly in a tight spot due to the fact that all of the above choices are WRONG!! That I am very sure, so as for now just try to make the best of it. Pray for miracles and wish for luck, that I am be guided to peace and happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me and for you, for us and us all, to now and forever. May I be the asshole that others just love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2669562921857012048?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2669562921857012048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2669562921857012048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2669562921857012048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2669562921857012048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/friends-that-help-each-other-grow.html' title='Friends that help each other grow'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4855857371181772835</id><published>2010-07-20T02:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T02:48:33.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I can only say sorry here'/><title type='text'>Tell me why!</title><content type='html'>K first of all, WHY IS MY BLOGGER IN CHINESE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It only becomes english after I login. K, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stuff to note. I freakin missed the first half hour of Despicable Me! Arrrghh, its a really nice cartoon. LOl. I hope USS makes the movie a part of the park, I'd surely join the attraction. LOL. And I really wanna know what happened in the front part! Plz lemme find the online dl, or some idiot that wans to watch it with me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;K, aneway.. the show was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, then again... I had to tell like uber many lies to get my ass to the cinema for that show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I dun understand my life. I've been praying so hard to understand so that I can realise what is it that I want in order for me to walk and cont my life. In other words, I've tried even a higher solution, YET, I'm still stuck.&lt;br /&gt;Its not exactly a bad thing, but I am looking forward like 3 to 4 months in the future, instead of the Play now Fark whatever happens later on attitude, I'm worried bout what my turn out of me. And still I dunno why am I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO Ryan :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know? Actually your life isnt that bad, why border changing it so much. You should be satisfied, live as you are and learn to appreciate. Why all the nonsense that will cause you to lose what you've got and return you with nth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways... back here in my messed up head. I really am sorry to you, you and you. I want so much to apologise but cant, or wont, or just am too afraid. I've caused probs that should not have happened, and act like nth. I really dun wish to be that bastard I've become, instead, I would hope so much to make things better. Nonono..... thats jus how its gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, saying so, I am actually cont being an ass infront of the world. Doing the same old thing over, jus waiting to make sure I am labeled by one and many..... THE BASTARD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, story to remember. Second time I got slapped in PH. Same exact spot, different kind of pain. This was rather expected and welcomed but being prep was not enuf. The later piercing that I felt upon looking you hurt so much, even I dun understand. Yet, it happened and move on la hor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry sorry , to my lord my god. I have been a bad son.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4855857371181772835?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4855857371181772835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4855857371181772835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4855857371181772835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4855857371181772835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/tell-me-why.html' title='Tell me why!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-738152501215702437</id><published>2010-07-09T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T02:05:29.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I DUN FARKING CARE AT ALL.'/><title type='text'>Rite now</title><content type='html'>Well, so much for a brand new day. Its thurs nite (fri mrning), but it feels like a weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, loads happened since last nite. My super duper badass RYAN TAN shit head itchy hand funky fingers also like that mistake got exposed. So basically, I kinda played Amanda out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then some sort of terror struck, things between us got bad and I became the dog I had to be. Somehow, and I dunno how, it became slightly better. She managed to give me a chance!&lt;br /&gt;Then later in the day, she found out sth worst and tah dahh, almost died again.&lt;br /&gt;And again I made it thru.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, long story short, it happened all over.&lt;br /&gt;I had to lose out three times in total and yet I made it out alive, I guess she really is into this relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so the point of today is that, I am a BADASS UNAPPRECIATIVE FARKER THAT DOES NOT KNOW WHATS GOOD FOR ME COS I JUST WANNA LIVE LIFE HAPPY AND SIMPLY DOUCHBAG SCUM 20 yr old kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this is all gonna get me killed but still I wanna let this out. I dun feel nth at all. Its just a few simple thoughts and I know none of any stuffs are ones that I cannot live without.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of the day, I am still gonna get the last laugh. But I just dun understand why cant I be satisfied with any of this stuff. Its already more that an asshole like me can ask for, still I prefer being a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodness sakes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-738152501215702437?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/738152501215702437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=738152501215702437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/738152501215702437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/738152501215702437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/rite-now.html' title='Rite now'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2861660891752239978</id><published>2010-07-03T06:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:19:42.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='However'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='she will'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='on the other hand'/><title type='text'>Now and forever.</title><content type='html'>Ok, now to remind myslf that no matter what I deserve or desire or expect or want or need or wish for. Know now that it will nvr be a proper ending till forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus look at yourslf, do you wanna be stressing you damn ass off every night she goes wild?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or do you wanna have to worry bout her being an ass behind my back or even publicly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look around, Fb or the Phone. Its simple facts that lurk around that explains why this is not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, Ryan Tan Zhi Yuan. Please become the useless bum from before once more, and live life without regrets and a pointless end. Jus stay on the safe track, dun ever believe that she is the one, cos she isnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a one time smack in my face to wake up. Aneone will do. Jus to help me wake up so that I can move on from this pathetic state. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even when you have stopped, she wont. Even if you give up and change, she wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus Fark and Go! Like you always do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2861660891752239978?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2861660891752239978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2861660891752239978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2861660891752239978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2861660891752239978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/now-and-forever.html' title='Now and forever.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1186539778407400475</id><published>2010-07-03T06:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T06:12:55.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thats when I woke up crying.</title><content type='html'>Well, imma blog bout this dream that I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it a dream, its prolly all blurry and stuff. Its like, all my frens were around, those souls that I consider my buddies. Sth happened in the dream and a quarrel broke out that was somewhat started by me. Then someone got angry, and another followed thru and thru, soon all my frens wanted to wallop each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didnt know what to do, as were I am even now. Till I shouted no 'and that volley of tear rushed down so quickly'....... Sth jus so unbelievable, it made me tear like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so aneway.. I woke up and was still so damn afraid, I cried on. I wanted to stop but that fear overwhelmed me. Simply put, I was devastated when my friends turned on each other. Gosh I prayed this would nvr really happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was kinda hard to get back to sleep, cos I was afraid that i'd re-dream the whole thing. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;But still, heng it was only a dream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1186539778407400475?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1186539778407400475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1186539778407400475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1186539778407400475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1186539778407400475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/thats-when-i-woke-up-crying.html' title='Thats when I woke up crying.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1522904754492753455</id><published>2010-07-02T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T02:09:43.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, nowww...</title><content type='html'>Rite now, everything is jus moving in the path that will end in a mess. Everyway I look at my life now, it spells mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, as for Amanda. A road I am so not willing to walk. So full of uncertainty. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I jus dun wan to face you knowing what you tell me are lies and you are living away from me, only coming to me only when you feel like it. How am I supposed to give in to my myslf and give my all to you.&lt;br /&gt;It'll prolly end in misery. For me at least. Thats why I wanna keep away, one step away. Then I can let go anytime. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all I deserve from you is a 'once-a-week-meetup' eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then comes pearlyn. You really should not be here. Yet you are, and you are so much more then I would ask for, in terms of fun and peace and concern. Then again, theres no strings, thus no tug of commitment. Making it not the real deal, jus a deal I'd like to keep, for as long as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn girl, why you makin my life like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what. Make room, make life. Take one step in and two steps back. Leave no truth around, jus memories to lean. Make no mistakes, lose no gain. See and look, hope and live, make a wish, what lands is mine, what flies is lies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1522904754492753455?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1522904754492753455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1522904754492753455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1522904754492753455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1522904754492753455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/07/well-nowww.html' title='Well, nowww...'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2629709515582002080</id><published>2010-06-07T00:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T00:47:35.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First moment.</title><content type='html'>So aneway, this is the first time. I kinda made a mistake, which I guess is my fault, only cos I admitted it. The prob here is cos I gotta be the dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not normal but also not impossible. Still, I gotta remind myself that I am way on top of this, within my control. Ready to tell aneone  "you wanna piss off, be my guest".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is seriously lame, I dun get it cos I am just too insensitive? Everythings going crazy and Yet I dun feel a thing? FUCKING CB YOU. Buay Song ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, end of the day, I dun really care. I jus wanna be happy ok. What about you? Why get so farked up over spilled milk? Either you drink some freaking ribena or go but somemore milk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2629709515582002080?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2629709515582002080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2629709515582002080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2629709515582002080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2629709515582002080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-moment.html' title='First moment.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6681723451469834560</id><published>2010-05-25T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T02:01:37.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new round</title><content type='html'>Well, my life has just gone thru a big turn... And its now nose diving in a direction i am not very sure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, before that. I jus wanna say that I say super disappointed with myself for being a loser. And I just cant accept it, cos I know I am better than that, yet I failed. Talking bout playing poker, I jus performed like the fishes that I eat. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;Henceforth, I will not play to lose... And only play if I can afford to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK otherwise, back to the topic... I am now supposed to be crazy over the one girl that stole away my life. Its all so weird and fast. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It jus makes me wonder if its rite for me, what I've done and what will happen here and on.&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna regret, yet I've already taken this walk downhill. Crazy as it may be, I pray it will lead me to a peaceful serenity. Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6681723451469834560?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6681723451469834560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6681723451469834560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6681723451469834560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6681723451469834560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-round.html' title='A new round'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7323305918995321733</id><published>2010-05-20T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T21:19:28.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah lao eh... you understand now.</title><content type='html'>K, now I neeed time to hurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos i need to shit, and I dun want to shit in the toilet thats wet and eeeewwww....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so I took out the big fan and blow into the toilet, i'm hoping it dries up in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, my shit is camping at my asshole, waiting to come out. But I dun care. Jus wait, only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its stupid so I wanna tell the world. LOL. And bloging bout it now is helping to take time off my waiting time. HOHOHO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Mr Fan: Hurry hurrry hurry up please. I very sian now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, once the toilet dries up, im gonna shit and bathe and make it all wet again. Fantastic huh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7323305918995321733?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7323305918995321733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7323305918995321733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7323305918995321733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7323305918995321733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/05/wah-lao-eh-you-understand-now.html' title='Wah lao eh... you understand now.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8536140367994761384</id><published>2010-04-28T16:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T16:54:09.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI</title><content type='html'>This isnt to aneone but myself, simply cos its dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well.. serioulsy bored today, so might as well update a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was nice.. Went to work rite, and it was ok. SO it seems ppl in USS tink of me as weird, Its fantastic. LOL. Jus what I want rite. So you see, its better for me to stay away, then there wont be strings if I ever wanna walk. After work, I went for my family dinner at ParkRoyalHotel. Some sze chuan rest which was buffet style. My family was all there. I went late but still made a great deal of goodstuff into my tummy. Whhheee thank god : )&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, it was a really fantastic dinner with my fantastic family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aneway.... updates to my life. I've graduated from TP. Thats really good, and really sad. Still, it done. I have a freaking diploma, but it means nth.. just a piece of paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, recent updates. Now that I have nothin to do... I will be going for the Yr3 trip with the rest of the yr 3s to GENTING. LOL. Dunno if the RWS card has any perks : ))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH and ahhh.. start next week. I'll be doing tuitioning again. For leroy, and eldrin. Hmmmm... hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8536140367994761384?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8536140367994761384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8536140367994761384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8536140367994761384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8536140367994761384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/04/fyi.html' title='FYI'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1149327177915381830</id><published>2010-04-23T01:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T02:01:49.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohoho.. Money money money</title><content type='html'>I dun want to live on LUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its sth everyone needs, but if you can live without it, and yet still live, would you? I want that life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, simply.. I dun want to live on chances, I want what I can understand and decipher without determining percentage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so aneways, today I have realised sth. That I can give up stuff for you, stuff that I tot I'd live on and depend on. Its good, its getting me close, believing. Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, many still remain at a lost. I need to know, to understand, to read and decide. Life makes everything complicated, yet this is what I live for, to uncomplicate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I feel so truely that, it would be better if none of it realises. That I can give up on everything and become dreadful and lonely. Whilst all is happy without me, IF ONLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1149327177915381830?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1149327177915381830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1149327177915381830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1149327177915381830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1149327177915381830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/04/hohoho-money-money-money.html' title='Hohoho.. Money money money'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4755763496071144807</id><published>2010-04-14T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:22:15.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Till Time Takes Thou</title><content type='html'>Back here to rant. For dunno what reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my thoughts out so some ppl. Benoni, and Shah... Yet, I still get no answer. I know I need help, help that will decide so much of my life. Guess thats why there is no answer to it, its jus too screwed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously seriously need to pace myself, my time and my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to accept that I can change, and look at my life differently, yet I look back at my old self and I'm not sure if I wanna say goodbye to it. That one me, that will not get hurt, will not be bordered, and will not worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel me says : Life is so much more than just no no no, to hope. Embrace hope and you will receive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil me says : Fark all of it, you wanna get hurt again is it? Stop rite where you are and go back to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ryan Tan say : Diam la both of you. I need to tink. I dun need you guys to KpKb here and there, in the end still lead me nowhere. I need solutions, CAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angel me says : Piang, who ask you la... so full of crap. Now you are not worth any that come before you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil me says : KNN, you dun kp me. I tryna help hor. You want this want that.. You also cant tahan so much. Go listen to benoni la, jump down die. nvr die, then maybe you deserve to be given a chance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4755763496071144807?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4755763496071144807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4755763496071144807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4755763496071144807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4755763496071144807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/04/till-time-takes-thou.html' title='Till Time Takes Thou'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7800336476793728929</id><published>2010-04-07T04:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T22:10:15.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I dunno why am I back here.</title><content type='html'>After so long of being silent, I'm finally back at my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly cos of the france trip, I do not want to forget the moments which I really would like to have as memoirs. Thus, Im back here to keep some of it in the corner of the internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it starts off with the 5 of us, Shah, Aizat, Paige, Victoria and Me. Left off on the 25th for our 1am flight and got back into Singapore on the 6th of april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, is that I really really really am afraid of losing this trip's moments that some how mean alot to me. I cant exactly put that into words, yet I hope that when ever I look back here, I can am reminded of how luck has brought me such wonders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to see many many many wonderful sights and monuments, The Lourve, Notre Damn, Champs Elyesee, Moulin Rouge, Church of the Sacred Heart, the River Rhone and River Saone and of cos the Effiel Tower. So much more that I cant rmb rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had loads of great food, most of which I have not learnt to appreciate... Ate at the famouse George somethingss... Had loads of bread, almost every meal had bread... at the start, it was like wahhhh eat the bread, eat the bread... and I was facinated by looking at bread and pastries!!! LOL. Gosh, I started to complain and skip the bread from day 3 onwards. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... I better say this before I forget!! Singapore has a damn good system bout controlling cigs.. France ah.. the amount of cigs litter can bascially be counted as pavement design thats adds to the colour of the floor. Freaking dirty.. Still, its a nice country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also ahh... the amount of DOG SHIT!! WAH PIANG!!!! terror sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to see the Effiel Tower at night, which was great considering that it was a bonus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the stuffs that was the weather, which was nice most of the time, there was the sun and yet the weather was cold. Fantastic. Guess its sth that I'm gonna miss, cos even in France, it'll pass on and else would come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhh yeaaa ah.... I got to see many churches and cathedrals. Many of which were fantastic, to at least keep me reminded that I want to be a catholic. Whhheeeee.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOKOKK... after all that notes..&lt;br /&gt;I hope this goes out to no one, cos I dun want to die in distress. LOL. At the very least, I hope that I can keep some of what I cant rmb, here, and turn back in the future to know that I was blessed before.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back, I dun know how I got this bit of bliss. I thank god.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I was foolish, some bits, I tot straight. Then to myslf, I lied, I tot I was better now. Then nope... I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Had a really good time in France, half of it thanks to ... Somehow, I dunno how, but I managed to spend time and get to know her better. All of it was real yet I'm hoing its an illusion, what a loser I am. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I need time to stay still, Cos I dun wnna move on and away from what I lived, sth I believe was impossible before. Yet it happened.&lt;br /&gt;But know, I'm back in this circle called life, it sucks cos I have to roll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7800336476793728929?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7800336476793728929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7800336476793728929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7800336476793728929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7800336476793728929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dunno-why-am-i-back-here.html' title='I dunno why am I back here.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2917257738832240302</id><published>2009-12-24T17:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T18:30:15.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas, To me.</title><content type='html'>Well, its Christmas eve today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all that its worth, I'm not expecting a grat christmas, rather, one thats simple and peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I woke up for Christmas eve with a partial SUNBURN. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and my lunch was MAGGIE! Whooooo... its gonna be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, aneways.. I'll be joining the rest for a gathering at LionCityHotel. It'll be a simple and easy gathering for all of us. nth much, jus chilling..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, k... tomoro is Christmas Day.. But Im not ready for it, nth near wanting to celebrate it. Well, its that lonely feeling again.. Gosh that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, missed Scarfo first outing. Sianz half, well.. next one next one. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw, I am so not ready to change into that guy i should be. Its jus that, I wanna keep on playing, dunno for whatever reason!!! zzzz.. Its boring playing so much, yet I still linger in the age where nothin begones..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2917257738832240302?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2917257738832240302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2917257738832240302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2917257738832240302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2917257738832240302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas-to-me.html' title='Merry Christmas, To me.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1880970635083211935</id><published>2009-12-20T14:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-20T14:33:09.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHOP CHOP</title><content type='html'>quick quick quick summary of my DEC life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting out with the Exams. I hope it goes well. LOL. Uh, my life took a turn again then. Oh, night before last paper, I went PH. LOL dunno what for also .LOL. K, had fun. But amazingly... THe last paper which I didnt study for was quite ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh.. My birthday happened during  the exam week. I had 3 cakes. More than I ever ever expected. Thanks to all who celebrated it with me. And thanks SHAH. And ZL.&lt;br /&gt;I'm 20 already. Yet to update my intro.. K, will get it done soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed. And there came OTC!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jus a short note. This may not be the most fun OTC. But it is the best experience. I will rmb all of you who made SCARFO possible. Unlike before, where I nvr tried to rmb you ppl, I tink that I really make efforts to learn names.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I got to be Best GL for my last OTC. I guess it should mean sth, but I dun exactly understand it. But hay, thanks all. To all SCARFO, THANKS FOR MAKING US NO.1!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that SCARFO can stay strong, and proof to the rest that it is possible to have a cosca so strong, and lasting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1880970635083211935?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1880970635083211935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1880970635083211935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1880970635083211935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1880970635083211935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/12/chop-chop.html' title='CHOP CHOP'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-832980048023467702</id><published>2009-12-13T00:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T00:46:53.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My life, My story</title><content type='html'>Well.... Im 20 yrs old. Finally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to update, but time will come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One most impt note, I face challanges nvr taken on b4, I wanna take a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See if I'll take it down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest to elaborate when time and mood comes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and how do this ppl even reach me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-832980048023467702?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/832980048023467702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=832980048023467702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/832980048023467702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/832980048023467702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-life-my-story.html' title='My life, My story'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4969133723605039919</id><published>2009-11-23T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T23:41:37.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am who I am</title><content type='html'>Well, jus a quick note to myslf. That this, once happened in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I was a Phuture last Sat with Xh and some peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the highlight that night was that, I met this guy in the queue which I kinda cut infront of, and he like tapped my from behind and WHaaooohh... He's some guy that I met in Zouk weeks back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so he saw me dancing for the Singtel tink that night and he was like, 'You are not bad man'.&lt;br /&gt;So aneways, after dancing for awhile we group of us went to get drinks and this guy came over and said Hi again. He was like 'Whaooo are you going over to Zouk?' It Benny Bennassi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like, Uhhh.... who? K, (found out he is some super pop guy who rocks at trance and stuff)&lt;br /&gt;Then I jus said 'Oh, yea later on after drinking'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, he pulled me to the bar and treat me to a drink. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah... so the story is, I dance dao so super eh sai, PPl can recongnize me and wanna treat me drink and drink with me. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, tadah... life sucks cos of peeps like  you you you....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4969133723605039919?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4969133723605039919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4969133723605039919' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4969133723605039919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4969133723605039919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-who-i-am.html' title='I am who I am'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2366574097077345608</id><published>2009-11-19T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:59:47.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Happy</title><content type='html'>Whilst the world has many sadness that affects me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, I am really happy. Like yeh! I'm so Happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. I got to drink home made ribena. Jus the way I like it. Its been so long, since I drank it the way it should be. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, seriously happy. Its kinda made me smile, jus looking at the bottle of syrup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks lord, for Ribena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2366574097077345608?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2366574097077345608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2366574097077345608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2366574097077345608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2366574097077345608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-happy.html' title='I am Happy'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-805862566619980627</id><published>2009-11-14T01:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T01:33:17.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wah Lan Eh thanks ah</title><content type='html'>Lj la, this kinda sucky planning dun include me can anot. Farking waste my life sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be at least working my ass off, earning some loot. Or to the next least, dance my night away. Instead, I'm freaking gotta waste my time doing nth and end up at home. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my plans ended in the drain sia! LAN OI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, work and everything went boring today. Was walking around waiting for nth and I really wanted to step into rebel. LOL. only available club there ma. Piang, 1 whole freaking hour, I can go home change clothes still can choing out club leh. Great ness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, aneway.. Tomoro IE, plus Prac 4. Better not fail hor, CB. Waste my time and money summore. KNN! And it better not rain. I scared liao sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, even b4 getting on the road. I have already met my first accident on the bike. Its like, Cos I KAY KIANG. LOL.Road so slippery still choing so high, then reach turn too late forget to slow down. So how, turn lo... Then CHAM brake and BIKE skid. Thanks ar. NB.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-805862566619980627?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/805862566619980627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=805862566619980627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/805862566619980627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/805862566619980627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/11/wah-lan-eh-thanks-ah.html' title='Wah Lan Eh thanks ah'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-460859076846322415</id><published>2009-11-10T01:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T01:58:08.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So whats all thee above about!</title><content type='html'>This tot went thru my mind,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is like a super slow rollercoaster. Like I see all the up and downs coming, and all I'm doing is raise my hands up high and go Whheeeeeee.... (its not fun)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. some stuffs to blandly talk about so that I can go into explict details the next time I have so time to kill for blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Work, I jus started working at the Bungy Bar. Thanks to Elina. K, alot of stuff to talk about. Like the ppl there, and the customers, and the environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. My other life, that I am slowly unable to live. I was spending most of my time with frens and to COM. Now, its so much of work and sch. I have cut time off and left so little for my frens. And my poor online life, is so short cos of time constraint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Girls, I really wanna forget bout my old life and cont. SINGLE. I jus wanna know I dun regret, but everytime I look back, its a memory I dun deserve. Gosh, I am so PUSSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bike. Wasted 4 lessons on Prac2, I have decided not to burn CDC cos I realise that its me, myslf thats noob. K, nvm. Prac 3 choing! Jia  Yoou Jia You. Btw, I am already saving for my new wife, La Vespa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I want back my Freaking HardDrive and that jacket. Where the hell is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I want to find my own ans to my ques. CLUB so MUCH for FARK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Oh, work with Sy and Shah at Riot. WHOOO HOOOO, RED MEN. and oh, me being paid to club and dance. F***ed UP COOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus so 1 level ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, so thats all thats running thru my mind. Note it all here so I can blog bout it extravagantly and bore the ppl who try to read it. LOL. Yet somehow, When I read back bout my life, its jus sointeresting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, more boring stuff. I need to ask, and find out. Then I'd be able to free my head. You cool?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-460859076846322415?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/460859076846322415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=460859076846322415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/460859076846322415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/460859076846322415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-whats-all-thee-above-about.html' title='So whats all thee above about!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6127863144260719644</id><published>2009-11-02T01:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T01:23:11.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One time, two times</title><content type='html'>So heres what a new Sun is all about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, will be a start of sth new. Sth's gonna change, and Im gonna change too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once, back then, I felt that I wanna start being different, I failed cause sy walked into my life (and no its not SinYan).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna try it again. No more girls, no more playing the fool, no more hurting. Jus me and my frenz, and only more frens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is SCH, top priority. And work, and bike and clubbing, AND whilst all these go by rank, MY FRENS are at every point I take into impt-ance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna do good. Like really good. This time. No more flings, no more girls, and of cos no more relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna announce sth. Not sure if I've done it before. To every girl out there that I do not know, You are happy and blessed.&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that i know, yet I do not like, you are LUCKY.&lt;br /&gt;To every girl that I like, and end up going after, SORRY, you suay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. nevertheless. I've felt so good this past day, feeling that I am trying to be a better man, not wanting to hurt others anemore. WHOOO HOOOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOKOK.. enuf of the nonsence.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd was MaMA and GongGongs' anniversary. ALL the Best to them : 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, it was HALLOWEEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;I so wanted to celebrate it. I even got myslf a ALADIN costume and wanted to play so much. LOL. But ok it didnt go as plan, still, it was fun. Thank to PH.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the tot of me, a good guy sounds so fresh to me. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, today seems to be really new new new.. I walked to the Hawker jus now, and I wanted to try everything as thou I've nvr had it b4. LOL. It felt so weird, K maybe I was jus veryvery hungry. But still, I want to eat and try evryting as thou it was new to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, wat else. Tomoro is my third time at Prac 2. I BETTER PASS, if not my tot of burning down CDC would increase. LOL. AND i tink I'm crazy, going at 8.30 in the morninig. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another tink. I dunno how to put up the chat tink in my blog already. HOW sial. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6127863144260719644?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6127863144260719644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6127863144260719644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6127863144260719644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6127863144260719644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/11/one-time-two-times.html' title='One time, two times'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6705910349540127282</id><published>2009-10-29T04:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T04:51:01.207+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SY SY. I do not want to hurt you.'/><title type='text'>Why, because now.</title><content type='html'>Well. Stuffs happened, all due to my asshole worthiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First things First, Letting go will be my regret kept at the least possible memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To a good point of view, letting go would have shortcut wat was to come before she found out all that I've done wrong against her.&lt;br /&gt;That she can go lead a better life without me, that she can live in reality without all my lies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, its good that I dunnid to hide behind ane wall everytime I do wrong, for it no longer counts as wrong without her.&lt;br /&gt;I'd live a life more carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I've prolly hurt her the most horrid way possible, to suffer what she does not deserve. Well, in the first place, she is somewhat too good for me. I've made the plans all shatter.&lt;br /&gt;And for me, I've given up on one who was good to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun understand! This was to come, and its all over now, yet I ponder about her. Have I done the right thing? So many rights over so many wrongs, the only direction I see is regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've LOST! I cannot except it. I wanna do good, but there is no way I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, here's a slient wish to her, Happy Birthday, one that I crushed. I may not be able to wish you, but I'll pray that you are safe and heal from what I have done. Would a sorry help in ane way? I hope it doesn, so that i'll be hated, then I'd feel at ease, that I've totally lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless you. And Hope that you can live a better life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. On a better note.&lt;br /&gt;I can hide all this feelings and look at tomoro. There is alot to come, but I know I need to cope well, before I fall apart. I need stuffs to patch up so that I can feel less messy.&lt;br /&gt;Sch and work are all that matters now! I need a miracle, for I do not understand the trouble that surfaced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One by one, and then two by two. I need to look for sth new. Like a big new life or a miracle. Let my life flow thru and I love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I require nth but my frenz. Even when looks deny. It was all of you, that helped me thru life.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you SY, Shah And Elwyn. For all that I do not deserve, you are somewhere in that list. For my life (pass 2 over yrs) have been coloured so much more by you guys. And if one less of you were to appear, I'd very much be on my way outta here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6705910349540127282?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6705910349540127282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6705910349540127282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6705910349540127282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6705910349540127282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-because-now.html' title='Why, because now.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2949719440604764558</id><published>2009-10-28T01:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T01:36:45.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL here and LOL there</title><content type='html'>Hmmm, once again. This must be announced again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY ART is TOO REFINED!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2949719440604764558?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2949719440604764558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2949719440604764558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2949719440604764558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2949719440604764558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/10/lol-here-and-lol-there.html' title='LOL here and LOL there'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2258129659721860824</id><published>2009-10-25T01:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T02:07:14.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIANZZ with many many Zs</title><content type='html'>Some of the daily stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Went to Phuture ytd with QF. I used SY card to get in FREE!! LOL. OK, it was my first time escaping from that 33bucks and it felt GOOD!! LOL. THX again Sy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting again, got an event job with the dudes tomoro. Hope it'll turn out great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Oh.. ate dinner with mom and sis at the new coffeeshop downstairs. Had ZHI CHA! (rite?)&lt;br /&gt;It was F***ing expensive. LIKE WTF EX plz. The fish that tasted so bad cost $56. LIKE SIAO HELLO??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, aneway. picked my babe up from work and acc her home. Its almost boring already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and TONIGHT is the first SATs after so many which I've been together with Babe that I did not go clubbing behind her back. Its weird somehow, like before clubbing its 'hmmm, club again buay sian meh'. Then when I ended up not going its 'Wah sian, should have gone club'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, bout that... Babe got suspiscious of me going clubbing, cos of EVAN's photos which included me in POWERHOUSE. PIANG, of cos I denied all the way. Not sure why I denied but hey, jus to avoid all the trouble for now. Jus waiting waiting waiting for that one day to come, where every of my sucky deeds are exposed. I would fly sky high, and drop so quick... the pain would be straight thru the heart. LOL. BSB song leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another topic is. I met CAEMIE in PH last week and it was like. HEY LONG TIME NO SEE. LOL. then some how, out of the blue for millions of years... she started talking to me and we chat. LOL. Not bad how we can chat after such drama. Its all thanks to CLUBBING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO in a deep sense that is by left, 'CLUBBING BONDS and MAKE FRENS'. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm starting to wonder how it'll be if I bring XL to CLUB. LOL. It'll be the great help if we can like chat again. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.. there are alot of stuffs like bike and sch and work (which I have yet to find) thats all over my mind. I need to drop stuffs like GIRLS, bit of CLUBBING and my crazy attitude that always gets me nowhere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2258129659721860824?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2258129659721860824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2258129659721860824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2258129659721860824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2258129659721860824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/10/sianzz-with-many-many-zs.html' title='SIANZZ with many many Zs'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6724825112537290428</id><published>2009-10-22T04:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T04:24:33.924+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My art is so refined.</title><content type='html'>Well, so quick stuf to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, sch has started and its the last sem of my 3yrs in TP. Its seriously a sad idea looking at it this way. But I am happy that I'm back in sch, jus that... It feels so unlike sch. Its been boring so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sch still seems good.. Where many of my frenz are, freshies who make TP worthwile are, and my life resides. Hope all goes well, and turn a table unside down. Blong blong blong....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Well, another topic to boot. Bike lessons. Well, as the saying goes, First Time Sure Fail.&lt;br /&gt;So I did, fail my Prac 1. LOL. Nvm, tomoro choing again!!! Must pass... If not Sian Half!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, bike is tough somehow, but once the feel is there..its like swimming.. Cant forget.&lt;br /&gt;Rite now... I wanna complain!! WHY ARe the BIKES there so FARKING Heavy!!! KNN, I not enuf str to hold the bike properly sia. LOL. And oh.... I dunno why I cant do the steps properly when stopping, I jus do every tink at the same time. LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK nvm nvm.. Tomoro going for prac one again, and my first thoery lesson. OH and JIA YOU to YT.. TOmoro pass TP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for the rest of the world, quickly turn to god. And be saved. Before you walk too far out and lose sight of the bight light that is your saviour. Seriously, Bless be god and blessed are you who have found christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway... For those who understand the pain behind John 3:16, Plz dun tink it was a simple decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, peace be with you. And to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6724825112537290428?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6724825112537290428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6724825112537290428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6724825112537290428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6724825112537290428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-art-is-so-refined.html' title='My art is so refined.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2487768309072115503</id><published>2009-10-16T18:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T18:19:05.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world I stand on is changing!!</title><content type='html'>Well, so much for changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to bloggin, gonna blog bout my CRUISE trip. LOL. really had fun, most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICS and Stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But first. Sch is starting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO is my Bike lessons. WHOOO HOOO...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait to step back in TP and start some activities going..&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, Cant wait to Fail my Prac 1, since everyone says First time sure fail!! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND... Its all bout the best time of my life, TO COME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2487768309072115503?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2487768309072115503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2487768309072115503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2487768309072115503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2487768309072115503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/10/world-i-stand-on-is-changing.html' title='The world I stand on is changing!!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2675711612213469373</id><published>2009-09-24T20:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T22:18:09.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lil fever!</title><content type='html'>Back after some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna jus blog bout some recent happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get back to dancing!! Seriously! after hearing that melvin and sharon are teaching at another studio.. LOL, BUT BUT BUT! I have got no freaking partner! and I wanna look for one, whom I can learn and dance with. ANE1?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, F1 fever is here. I did not manage to get the job for F1. Too bad, gonna slack of the season with frens. Hmmm, only tink is that I bought TOTO for tmr's draw. $9.7m leh!! LOL. My mom bought too. LOL. Like once in a while do we get to gamble. SO for the fun of it lah huh. OH, I got some bets on the qualifying and main race too.. $$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, gonna meet up with the dudes this SAT. Hope to see more of them. Well, gonna go to sentosa and have some fun. Slack some of our time away, together.&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile. Oh, and stuffs been happening, so we gotta talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so much for my life. Waiting for Qf to get back from Korea so that I can get on with my life. Or at least to start seeing how its changed :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna make sth happen, looking as the flow passes and waiting for that moment. Confidence boost, clear mind. Gonna take a jump, and hopefully it goes UP and now tumbling Down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gosh, Black Eyed Peas are in Sg but I have to give them a miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2675711612213469373?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2675711612213469373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2675711612213469373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2675711612213469373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2675711612213469373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/09/lil-fever.html' title='A lil fever!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4788147716429983644</id><published>2009-09-09T16:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T20:14:48.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopes and honeys</title><content type='html'>I am so bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in TP, engine sch, one of the computer lab at one corner of the sch.&lt;br /&gt;Really wasting my time and doing nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Im here to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw, I dunno why but I cant use my lappy to logon to the sch's internet!!! Its really pissing me off. Cos the freaking com in the com lab that im using now blocks off away all Fb cookies!!! ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.. I'm blogging and watch 'Fu Qi You An Kang'. Its reached to a really sad point in the show but i'm trying to not feel sad. LOL. Public leh, ppl see, will laugh ah. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, aneway.. some stuffs happening in the lab. There are three guys playing CS. Uhhh... YEa, the gun shooting game Cs. Btw, did i mention today is holiday! WTH, stay in sch play CS. GJ.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there's another 3playing Dota AI!!! LOL. Great. I tink i'm about to join them, but they abit noob leh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok... not to blabber too much now. I would like to find an ANS.&lt;br /&gt;To which the ques is, why do the undeserving deserve such unrest. Hmmm, the word unfair is not enough. Too much to comprehend, I need an ans. Rite now, would GOD like to ans me? Since that would be the most perfect ans. For ea human stands by their veiw not showing likes of others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh.. Btw, its back to tutoring again. But there are only two kids now. However, I wanna like try with a lil effort to push them whilst there is time. Gosh, that goon whom replaced me took 5 kids and left me with 2. WTF rite? Jus teaching for the money, plz leh... ppl PSLE le, their future.. anehow teach.. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all wannabe tutors out there, tinking that tution can earn you a quick buck!!! FaRK YOU. Stop ruining the children's future! They freaking pay you to help them improve, not anehow teach!!! CCB..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4788147716429983644?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4788147716429983644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4788147716429983644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4788147716429983644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4788147716429983644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/09/hopes-and-honeys.html' title='hopes and honeys'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2870308663585918470</id><published>2009-09-08T00:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T00:12:21.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whos to answer 'WHY'?</title><content type='html'>Well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My desktop kinda crashed for like a week. Had it jus fixed and its supposed to be running great on superb upgrades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, due to the many files and prolly adwares! My com runs slow and the fastest possible pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, as the saying of what goes up must come down. (GOSH)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going down. Not by my deserves, but by my fears. It sucks, with no one to turn to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like only to say. Lord God, please bless all of who deserves you and whom are in my prayers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2870308663585918470?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2870308663585918470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2870308663585918470' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2870308663585918470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2870308663585918470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/09/whos-to-answer-why.html' title='Whos to answer &apos;WHY&apos;?'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-3587205917359435286</id><published>2009-08-31T23:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T00:12:43.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so much for ....</title><content type='html'>Alrights. After so much on my tagboard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda into the Xin Guang Da Dao rite now. Its named One Million Star in English, zzz. Like, WHAT? Its jus a weird name to start with. K, guess no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;Its up to season 5 and I'm catching the part where theres a PK from singers overseas against the current contestants. And gosh... The Singapore singers are great!! Like super good performances. And the US peeps are doing great too.. Well, some how... Chinese singers are so much better out there, cos maybe there is a so much larger crowd out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K so this is a short note to the spunk/s on my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks man, you haf made visiting my tagboard a 'STH to do' on my list. Even when I got nth to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;I'd really hate to break it to you, but you are most welcome to visit. But really seriously, havent you got better stuff to do? Can I intro you to FB? Its a webby that like.. You can spent hours nonstop! (well, most prolly haf it... but hey, I tried)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh... You are try spamming SHAH! He likes this stuff, and very pro at it to : )&lt;br /&gt;(welcome, Shah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so aneways.. Some stuff thats really irrelavant that I wanna point out.&lt;br /&gt;You somehow are not making a fool of yourslf! Cos you used 'anon'. So no one actually tinks of you as making a fool of yourslf. Except yourslf thou. You would be the only one to question yourslf bout 'you being a fool'.&lt;br /&gt;Does it make sense? Its like urrrr, No One Knows Your Are Doing This leh.. Its freaking waste of energy rite? Being a hero that has no worth. Its quite a pity.&lt;br /&gt;But Hey, you Tried. so its alright.. There's nth you can do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh maybe, jus maybe.. You can try sth more, like telling it to me in my face! Like seriously, then there'd be a point in your life, rite? Doing stuff like that, Expressing your heartfelt tots bout such unjustice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all the best. Jus rmb, I'd wanna smash your face if you tried it thou. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Now, details of my current life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda went from 120% of life to like 105%. Explanation, I was like at the high high high point in my life (120%) enjoying the best of many many stuffs, and yet I dropped to 105%. Thou still way above GREAT, I've got this worry that stuff jus might be looking down. Cos life goes up and down and Now, might be time to go down after such a long time of boredom and bliss.&lt;br /&gt;Reasoning from the previous days that I have lost some of my life, is cos I no longer smile at joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.. I dreamt bout God ytd. It was really cool, like I was saved and given hope from god. ok, I'll skip the details and go to the part where I cried in my dream from joy that God presented to me.&lt;br /&gt;Then when I woke up, I had a blanket on me which didnt belong to me. So I figured it was my mom, and gosh. She might haf saw me crying while asleep. And its quite likely, cos when I woke up to bath, it felt moist around my eye even b4 splashing my slf with water.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its really weird. Cos in my dream, I could fly... by flapping my arms real hard. LOL. Maybe my mom saw that too.. And I would be more PaiSeh if she saw my flying rather than tears. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, no laughing and gloating. every1 has dreams. Every1 has the right to do and tink they want in their dreams and cant control it from happen, mostly. So yea.. maybe, jus maybe .... I wanna fly. LOL. like in the superbly subconscious part of my mind, I secretly wanna FLY. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its jus weird. I imagine myslf doing that in real life, I'd drop on the floor and laugh at myslf for doing that: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Now. My god bless you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-3587205917359435286?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/3587205917359435286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=3587205917359435286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3587205917359435286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3587205917359435286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/08/oh-so-much-for.html' title='Oh so much for ....'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-107332284603186962</id><published>2009-08-12T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:21:05.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supposed to be asleep rite now!</title><content type='html'>ITs way past bed time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway... some blabberring to note.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been 6day straight since I went to work. 3days MC plus 3days of the long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am really reluctant to return back to work, so comfortable with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been sick thou. Flu in and out, fever up and down. Most likely recover by tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;This week is really a confusing and weird one, for me and my life. Taking so many meds, not getting well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Telling so many lies, feeling guilty bout it.. Tinking bout telling more lies. Zzzz. What kinda person am I!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea yea yea...TOday... I had to remove my post on FB bout WHAT KINDA TP STUDENT ARE YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, its like a bored guys work outta 20mins of wasting time and brain juice to come up with the quiz. Aneway.. I did it up and got it posted. I tink its an alright quiz, could have been better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But over the weekend of 3days!!! 1200+ ppl did the quiz leh! LOL. Thats like almost 10% of Tp Peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Not that its damn zai (although it is)... But hey... Cool rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO aneway... So stuff happened beyond my control and zzz... The lil words and tots of one guy made ppl over the internet unhappy!!! heard that the Principle of TP was unhappy and stuff, well its not really that I want trouble or not, but to those who are not Fb literate, FB is totally personal opinions and not meant to sow discord or stuff la huh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, to a certain extend... Being a place for the public, one must always be sensitive to the more sensitive. So, too bad lo.. Delete the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. Thats that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is now going nowhere. I dun like that. Its horrid to life without knowing tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. I kinda need loads of enlightenment. And I tink I revceived some of it last SUN. Really glad I went for 6pm mass that SUN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-107332284603186962?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/107332284603186962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=107332284603186962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/107332284603186962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/107332284603186962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/08/supposed-to-be-asleep-rite-now.html' title='Supposed to be asleep rite now!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6135352514590756696</id><published>2009-08-03T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:55:05.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know... Its alright.</title><content type='html'>So much to blog, all of it in my mind. Wanna post it all up, but its so freaking late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So im jus gonna shorten say crap the crapiest.&lt;br /&gt;SO that I wun disappoint my blog fans, like SHah. LOL. Its alright, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, Tomro onwards, work will suck for quite awhile. I gonna have to report in uniform again cos of some shit that cos some trouble and now, gotta do duty plus do proj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, that means i cant sleep late and wake up late. Cos I gotta report to some person at 9am which sucks. Ok, aneway.. THAT WHY ITS CALLEDD WORK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh sth else.&lt;br /&gt;I am so guilty stricken. WHY? cant really say. Its so much trouble, I caused it. This all sucks.&lt;br /&gt;THen again, I cant help being myslf. ANd the world still goes on, even if I wanna stay behind and linger on the no-one-cares.&lt;br /&gt;Its like ok, time to move on.&lt;br /&gt;I should really start on tinkin bout what I want in life, so that I dun waste it.. Everyday I do nth to help my life, its a waste.. ZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO the wise man say....&lt;br /&gt;YOU who not know what to do, shall roll like winter and spin like fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHos that wiseman?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6135352514590756696?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6135352514590756696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6135352514590756696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6135352514590756696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6135352514590756696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-know-its-alright.html' title='I know... Its alright.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4152516750254174728</id><published>2009-07-27T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:00:16.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>He who once said.</title><content type='html'>Well, back from work. Fourth week of project and almost nth has been done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Stuff bout relationships.&lt;br /&gt;There is supposed to be this Honeymoon period which happens at the start of a relationship where a couple has the urge to meet almost as often as possible, also both of them are highly sweeten be ea other and are easily smitten. After this period is where the relationship has been stablized and both are comfortable of most likely not as previously passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aneway.. My babe said that she feels that we are both still in the honeymoon period rite now. Thats like after 2mths together. However, I feel nth near honey anemore. Its quite stable now, and seemingly like how my relationships all turn up into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT IS BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This kinda sucks. And there's so much out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4152516750254174728?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4152516750254174728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4152516750254174728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4152516750254174728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4152516750254174728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/07/he-who-once-said.html' title='He who once said.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4419584332502239378</id><published>2009-07-18T14:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:49:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One day out.</title><content type='html'>Well. Gonna blog bout my day out with the dudes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so it was like.. Wed night.&lt;br /&gt;Went clubbing with Qf. I was not supposed to.. And I know bloggin it out loud is a mistake but ok, I hope no trouble comes.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway... Went for awhile and left to fetch some drunk ppl. Its like a total waste of life to get drunk like those. K, aneway.. it made Qf pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that night.. I was a lil too intoxicated too.. Cos of some dumb bitch who made us drink hardcore shit.. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, so I left and met Grace and Yn.. Went down to Airport, JetQuay. Met up with Elwyn, Sy, Shah and Chester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Sy and Chester went for OSIP and good luck to both of them..Bon Voyage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, then to work immediately.&lt;br /&gt;It was super tiring and luckily there wasnt work to be done.. Left work. And WAS DAMN BORED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made a few calls and TA DAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Settler's with Jw, Yt, Xh, Ks and Benoni. Had a short and fun time there. It was really a fun experience when I actually they may not like it. Had dinner and left at 10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left for Xh place and played PICTIONARY. LOL.. It was super fun again. It was so much of fun with the guys. Well, it took alot of juices outta me. I kinda laughed till I cried, like tears all over my face. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;Next it was to Jw's place for mahjong. After so long, we got to sit down and chill together again. Had loads of laughter AGAIN. Xd joined us for awhile. Played till morning, had breakfast together and To work again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, times like tat are hard to come by.. It really bliss that one gets such memories. Thanks to all of you. And most of all, Thank the LORD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, oh. 2mths with my Gf now. Its kinda slow and stable now.. Seeing how it goes. Hope we'll all be fine. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh... Work work work. Nth much to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Been reporting to work everyday and doing proj.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are stuffs that happen to everyone so unique-ly. We wun understand a bit of it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways.. Today is my mom's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4419584332502239378?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4419584332502239378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4419584332502239378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4419584332502239378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4419584332502239378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/07/one-day-out.html' title='One day out.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8608902537661082874</id><published>2009-07-01T18:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T20:06:33.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a terrible man.</title><content type='html'>Ok. Wats so terrible, almost everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Work Work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever held 200k in your plams before?&lt;br /&gt;Thats what the bunch of keys that unlocks every gatehold rm in Terminal 1 is worth.&lt;br /&gt;And I held it b4. LOl. Who freakin CARES?&lt;br /&gt;And all of those who held it prolly dun know its value or its seriousness..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, another thing bout work. My godmom is really great. Took time to cook dinner for me b4 work, or buying it. regular milos and chocs. And also drinks and treats. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;K, aneway.. Thats the last chance to work with them. The next time, i'll be in office and watching over them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, been having X-ray course the last two days. Really a waste of time for me, its like not worth the time and of no particular benefit except to slack and gain minimal experience which are not useful.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its seriously easy and beating the system is jus simple and within afew hours of practice. Been doing really well for the practices.&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro's the actual test and a whole new start for the interntship begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. now what I've done.&lt;br /&gt;Watch Transformer twice already.. Enjoyed both times. Most likely gonna watch it a third time this Sat. ZZZz well, since its with the rest who havent watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yea.. had an outing with the dudes last fri. It was really worth it, really fun and memorable. All thanks to Benoni who organized even thou it was the toughest bunch of lasy asses like me who nvr bordered to help with organizing our super out of timing lifestyles. Alrights, had buffet which kinda was below expectation.&lt;br /&gt;Then Then Then came the part where we had to decide what to do next.&lt;br /&gt;It was really s time I treasure. How I wished I had it all video-ed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, we went for L4D and CS, wy joined us but left. Played pool. and watched movie. After that long day, we went for drinks. Didnt really wanna drink but did, which was Fun to see ea of them go GAGA. LOl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, so much for my life now.. gonna take things day by day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mj is dead. Well, now he's gonna be worth so much more that he was alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SaraMoi talked to me, im quite surprized..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOHOHOHO...&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure if I blogged bout TPSU sub comm camp yet.&lt;br /&gt;Its really nice to have made it there. Trespen rawks. Although I seriously dun rmb most of them, expect for those I've met b4 hand.&lt;br /&gt;K, wonder if I can met trespen when I get back to sch in OCT. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad huh. SIP takes away all of my sch life for a minimised trial of Working life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8608902537661082874?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8608902537661082874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8608902537661082874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8608902537661082874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8608902537661082874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-terrible-man.html' title='I&apos;m a terrible man.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5638822974808726213</id><published>2009-06-16T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T12:59:49.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh... I wanna talk bout,</title><content type='html'>My godmom from work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes rite, I haf a godmom from work. Well, actually 2. That what the ppl at work call them.&lt;br /&gt;They kinda really treat me nice, like super!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, but one of them has been transfered to another department so too bad..&lt;br /&gt;The other godmom well, cooked dinner specially for me on my last night shift. LOL.. I was like 'hohohoo'.&lt;br /&gt;She cooked bak kut teh and brought it from home. Hmmmmm.... Thanks so much. Everyone else who saw was like 'Eh-ehhhh'.&lt;br /&gt;Also, she has been treating me to deserts and like hot milo in the morning. And also M&amp;amp;Ms for treats. Wahh.... cool rite. Ok, thats other stuffs but like seriously.. Veri nice lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I also wanna talk bout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settler's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went there recently. It was super fun, as usual.. like I could rmb. Really wanna go back there again, with more peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then.. Bout clubbing... Really haf got this weird urge to go club. But hay... Gf liao leh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week is quite packed. There's chalet, camp and cycling. and WORK is in the way. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. some not so fun stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Its a month rite now. Yet there is not much to go. I know yet I dun know. Its really dull like before. Well we'll see how today goes. Before tomorrow comes and goes. I hope for nth more then before, jus make it nice like gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep forgetting the stuffs I wanna blog bout, and end up blogging so much rubbish.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5638822974808726213?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5638822974808726213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5638822974808726213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5638822974808726213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5638822974808726213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-i-wanna-talk-bout.html' title='Oh... I wanna talk bout,'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2683233251662613141</id><published>2009-06-06T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T00:32:42.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Little little stuffs.</title><content type='html'>So heres some news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoy working in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere I know is really enjoyable and where I'd like to be, well, at least till the next time I feel bored there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aneway.. I was doing supervisor today, walking around hoping nth goes wrong or my ass gets burned. Lol. OK, so for today, everyting was within control and great job well done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sths, being the one with authority is not all that fabulous.. Somehow, the peeps on the ground really dun like being ask to work their ass off, like who does k. Yea, and seeing their black faces isnt that nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the peeps there call me.. BOY!&lt;br /&gt;Like Hello!!! I am the supervisor and they call me 'Yes, Boy'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, sth interesting for me.&lt;br /&gt;After duty, I was walking off and I suddenly saw some peeps so familiar. They were teachers from MSS. There was Ms Tan, Mr Foo, Ms Ching or sth and another guy. K, so its like 'wah.... what you doing here?' Tot all of us. K, chat for awhile... Its cool la, nvr knew teachers got to go on holidays. K, they were going to Japan together!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really nice to see them around. Like, thats how cool the airport is : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, but I dare say not aneone.. like really not aneone can make it in the airport. Like high up in the airport. So if you are from AMS.. You are damn lucky.. Or if you wanna be lucky, score below 10 points to get into AMS. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, other stuffs. Work Work... Lol. Gonna play Viwawa now and make breakfast tomoro morning.. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2683233251662613141?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2683233251662613141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2683233251662613141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2683233251662613141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2683233251662613141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/06/little-little-stuffs.html' title='Little little stuffs.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7599875497758673833</id><published>2009-06-05T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:48:28.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy little tots come true.</title><content type='html'>First tinks First.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on my way home rite, and notice there were two of those "tua di ji' tingyss near my place.&lt;br /&gt;While walking pass one of them, I noticed a group of dudes in the same clothes looking seriously unclassy. Then I tot 'zzz, stupid sia.. this peeps are gonna make noise like'..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I reached home, I started hearing super uber loud mixture of many different non-melodic noises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, it somehow attracted the whole of my attention, luring me down and out of my house to take a glimpse of who and what they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went down, feeling like I'm about to judge if this ppl are good or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I saw was a super long stretch of different performance, but my eye zoomed to the Dragon Dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like "WAH! Their dragon got lights leh."... To comfort myslf from seeing their overly dressed dragon.. I tot to myslf "Sure cant perform de la" and next I saw them running around with it. GOSH! It was a super light weight dragon leh.. OK la, they win liao.. I nvr even touched such a nice dragon before. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next of cos didnt surprize me... It belonged to Nan Xian. zzzz... Act sia. LOl.. Rich win lo. Ok, they really win.&lt;br /&gt;OH, then I tot... Hey maybe can see some familiar ppl. And really sia..&lt;br /&gt;Saw Chao Lang, AhMeng, Daniel and Jian Wei.. Gosh I wanna join in. But hey.. gotta work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK thats that.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd. Went to MSS for some lil function.&lt;br /&gt;Met loads of old peeps. But I didnt hang round much. Left after awhile, but it was nice to see some old frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, one tink.. I gotta start prac my shuffling already. Jw seems to be getting too pro for me. LOL. Ok.... WORK WORK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To say the truth.. I've given up so much of dance, I'm practically like a jack of all trade but a master of none. WAH, K, so CHEESEY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, gotta start training up my Physic soon. COS JWN doubts I can make it at least silver for Napfa. !!! NB, pull 10 pullups for you to see ar!!! AHahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other not so interesting stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Went with Colleagues to Seoul Garden for lunch two days back. It was not bad.. Been so long since I went there. Had a lil chat and left.. And I left with a super duper strong smell of BBQ. And it stinks. Even after washing my hair... The smell still lingered on my hair.. NEH NEH..&lt;br /&gt;Big turn off to nvr wanna visit that place. Haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna eat loads of stuff now..&lt;br /&gt;Cream puffs, durian puffs.. Durian.. Cold desserts. Fruits. Cereal (tink there is some in my fridge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And work is super boring can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOKOK.&lt;br /&gt;Here is a lil confession that I hope wun ruin my life. (*its like to even confess on a blog definitely means ruining my life) BUT WHO CARES!!!! NO GAMBLE NO FUN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about clubbing. I am missing it so much. Its somehow that part bout being the star, shining while all around looks. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Si beh Hao Lian. But hey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another ting... Its bout you. You you you.. Its seriously being an ass to say this stuff, but man.... WO KE SHI CHEN ZHI YUAN LEH! Die Means Nth.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, the only thing that went wrong between us was timing.. If only meeting you after that period when I jus wanted to cool off relationships happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, aneway... I've got a girl now. Cant tink bout others! So too bad. My lost. I can go cry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, I haf some crazy frenz who wants to kanna swine flu. LOl.. Lets all get it together and get quarantined together. LOl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7599875497758673833?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7599875497758673833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7599875497758673833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7599875497758673833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7599875497758673833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-little-tots-come-true.html' title='Crazy little tots come true.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5369589595597127084</id><published>2009-05-27T11:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:34:11.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I did. Stuffs I'm doing</title><content type='html'>Well.. Watch quite a few movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminator.&lt;br /&gt;Zzz.. Abit not up to standard. Humans have not won yet. But Chirstian Bail was cool. Other than that, jus a not movie. Some parts were cool. But its a lil confusing for me cos I haven followed it for a while. What bout those who know nuts bout the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night at the Museum2&lt;br /&gt;Not bad not bad.. Funny and so much more interesting. There should be a part3 and part4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angels and Demons&lt;br /&gt;Ok show.. Too far apart from the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. aneways.&lt;br /&gt;No longer doing operations, gates. Now, Pier Supervisor HoR!!!. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, Stuffs I am doing rite,&lt;br /&gt;PLAYING restaurant city. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting up with proj soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda miss CLUBBING. But somehow, I'm not allowed to go. No one is stopping me, jus myslf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna watch the 9pm show. Shuang Zi Xing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Late for SCh to do up proj already. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my gf does not know bout my blog.&lt;br /&gt;Is that a good thing or a bad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5369589595597127084?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5369589595597127084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5369589595597127084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5369589595597127084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5369589595597127084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/05/stuff-i-did-stuffs-im-doing.html' title='Stuff I did. Stuffs I&apos;m doing'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-3384916872166783791</id><published>2009-05-26T12:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T12:33:22.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its been awhile...</title><content type='html'>Since I've blogged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. Most of my time has gone into working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And also, cos I've gotten myslf a GF. So I am currently, recently attached.&lt;br /&gt;Quite some stuff has happened. Well, RTZY is no longer in the market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now rite now. I am choing-ing Restraurant City. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwize, here's some stuff bout work.&lt;br /&gt;This is likely the last week doing pre-board. By 1st June, I'll prolly be off doing bigger stuff. Not sure bout the next step.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, some stuff from work has gotten me attached to after two months.. One of em is my team. However, some stuff there makes me wanna leave asap.. So that I can go on and away. Well, thats the way life is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I'm still that quiet GUAI and nice nice guy at work. Well, still waiting for either the reception, or DnD or a nice Dinner to really show them RYAN, and be more normal. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Anyway... I know that when I leave this workplace, I will miss it very much. Yet its jus a step I need to take to reach further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Bout having a Gf.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, since she does not know that I haf a blog. I can actually pour out ever thing here. Well, we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, went to club last Sat. She was totally unhappy bout it. But she gave in after a bit of talking. Well, its cos my frenz seemed all so Bastard, like me.. That made her afraid of what I'll do in a club. LOl. Cant blame them, we jus wanna haf fun rite. But we didnt haf much fun at Rebel that nite.. Zzzz.. Full of swine and MICs and NerdBags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the thing bout haf both FRENZ and GF. ITs tough, esp since my frenz and I are so much more fun without girls. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;TIME is of the essence and the future is bleak. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I would choose my frenz over all, even my GF. Yet, I would wanna do that to a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K K. Aneway to more interesting stuffs. It was Remus' Birthday ytd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, I am going to the Zoo this Fri. Acutally, although I know that there isnt much stuff thre, dunno why I am quite excited bout this trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yea. Got GF... NO $$$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, as for sch and frenz. Really haf got little time for those. Been seriously long since I went to sch and I wanna go for the TPSU sub comm leh... LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. GOod luck huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And god bless.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-3384916872166783791?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/3384916872166783791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=3384916872166783791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3384916872166783791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3384916872166783791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-been-awhile.html' title='Its been awhile...'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1784201207255490533</id><published>2009-05-14T13:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:50:22.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Rubbish</title><content type='html'>First up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahhhh... Talking bout more Earthquakes in China.&lt;br /&gt;Some 3min tremor jus hit SzeChuan or sth sia. Neh neh... Somehow, that sucks thou some pupose has been served in eliminating more Cheenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. Its not that nice.&lt;br /&gt;Cos loads of sch dropped into dust during the first min which means alot of kids died.&lt;br /&gt;Its ridiculous that tragedy happens so simply and lives jus lost so effortlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. nth much to add. That is the eventual cost of Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a smoker? If you do not smoke more than 200 sticks a day, you are not a smoker. So dun call yourslf one, cos that be undermining yourslf.&lt;br /&gt;Thats what someone told me, that he smokes 200 sticks a day. If he does not, he'll go bonkers with blood shot eyes and shivers down the hands. That sick rite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'd agree. He is a smoker, and all you 1pack or 2 a day smokers....&lt;br /&gt;Fret not, you are jus a noobie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all that work has helped to hit in my face for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At home rite now waiting for my Mcdelivery.&lt;br /&gt;And also, waiting for 4pm cos I have a dental appointment. zzz waste of money for mindless efforts which contribute to the eventual reduction of no teeths. My teeths are so super weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to work. Night Shift.&lt;br /&gt;This week will be somewhat busy, at least b4 the weekend comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, how how now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so messed up cos of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually I messed up cos of me. I am the real cause of damage.&lt;br /&gt;FARK you. Ok, FARK me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are so bu pei.&lt;br /&gt;Ni shi Ah Lian, Wo shi Ah Hai.&lt;br /&gt;Ni shi Mei Nui, Wo shi Shu Dai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn thats sad. Yet, no one would know the truth bout the horrid Ryan that lies inside of this one kid that all who see believe that is innocent. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I show what true colours can do.&lt;br /&gt;All of you are gonna burst.&lt;br /&gt;But hay, Thanks to those who deserve.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1784201207255490533?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1784201207255490533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1784201207255490533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1784201207255490533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1784201207255490533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/05/some-rubbish.html' title='Some Rubbish'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2299999598332370511</id><published>2009-05-02T00:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T00:24:52.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang to the working life</title><content type='html'>1more month to the end of Pre-Board.&lt;br /&gt;Much as passed whilst I am doing my interntship in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've gotten the month pay. Nt exciting, cos I got quite little... Yet nth to complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, working in the airport has brought me back many old frenz. From the start of C pier to the end of D pier. There is an old fren waiting to met up again with me. Lol, quite the big circle, but no big deals it seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen so many fren fly off. Seen so many frenz around. I cant rmb who that Bak Kua Girl and DFS girl is already.. either Mss of sum where too dusty to rmb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, these days.. I sumhow tink that my life always land me in deep shit. Yet knowing it, that shit is coming... I still walk forward, as thou I wanna walk rite into it. But plz plz plz. All of it really sucks leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, working has its goods too. The ppl there treat me rather well, prolly cos I am CONSEALING myslf. Well, as long as its good for a better tomooro, that bastard that usually shows, has to stay hidden.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I am so freaking softspoken... Then even my laughter can make the ppl there shock that I suddenly became loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yea. APD is seriously way out of the know. Useless to a certain extend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life as a teen, adult teen.. Is so boring, walking life in a rotation. Every 4 days, everytink repeat almost so similarly... Yet that is life of an adult which will come that I cannot get used to. I wanna haf fun nights out, get out and get into trouble. zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope its not time to grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, wanted to jus keep it short. Shoot out what I want straight from my head. But i guess its not a really good idea. Cos the whole post is like dumbbbb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.... I wonder how the Peranakan Portugese is doing.&lt;br /&gt;How my old fren is doing.&lt;br /&gt;How my fren is doing.&lt;br /&gt;How you are doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say I am doing so fine, thou I'm not, whislt I am..&lt;br /&gt;DAmn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2299999598332370511?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2299999598332370511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2299999598332370511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2299999598332370511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2299999598332370511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/05/dang-to-working-life.html' title='Dang to the working life'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4446877140994017555</id><published>2009-04-22T13:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T13:58:57.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey you. Read Here.</title><content type='html'>So aneway..&lt;br /&gt;I noticed this Hand Wash in my bathroom rite,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read sth like... Aroma Therapy, Rose Fragrance.. Blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went in my head like "WTH! its a freaking hand wash! Why all the hoo haa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its like WTH invented that? Its riduculous to a seriously extensive extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still need aroma therapy leh, so.... does it help make me feel good and relaxed while rubbing it over my hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So I tried it.&lt;br /&gt;AND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went like 'WAH, eh.... NOT BAD SEH!' LOl&lt;br /&gt;But it was only the smell that was impressive, other then that... The rose RED colour became soap and was washed down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now.&lt;br /&gt;Com on la dey.... The Earth is dying, ppl are starving, war is brewing and some IDIOT in the world created the SUPER NICE SMELLING HAND WASH. NEH NEH PU KI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, talking bout  THE EARTH DYING.&lt;br /&gt;Hey peeps. Help save the Earth, KILL yourself. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Its seriously is a good solution. Too many humans will only hasten the destruction of Earth. Yet, the world's population is growing sooooo quickly. Man, some peeps should jus die. Well, first off would most be efficient if more of those 10.1 earthquakes hit China.. Too many off them la. So then, they would stop killing DOGs for their fur! FARKERS. And also, there would be less cases of milk contamination and the gelang food poisoning. Stupid China ppl ar, seriouly ar... GO la, SAVE THE EARTH LA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Then WTH is garment tinkin leh... SAVE the EARTH can anot? Still wanna make SG population 10mil! SIAO Ar, I tink by 8mil, the Earth become ice age all over again. And alamak.. Let so many immigrants in, let them contaminate our SG genes! PIANG... Look at their senses? PPL in the world are gonna mix CHINA ppl in with us... Then we would haf no way to clean our hands off them leh.&lt;br /&gt;See them kill off babies and blah blah blah using milk and poisoning our peeps. Still wanna let more of them in! KNN.&lt;br /&gt;And Grament still tries to decrease requirements needed to get into SG. OI. SAVE THE EARTH CAN?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. All of the above are jus imagination from a bored young me. Take no risk in contributing to the EARTH thru my suggestion. Otherwise, PLEASE doooooo help SAVE GAIA. (by killing off CHeeNaas)  : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe, we can try to tink of a way to make the terrorist aim China.. Make it a clash of the die-also-no-wan-cares. HOHOHOoooo&lt;br /&gt;Then hope then in lightyears to come, one day their war against ea other will benefit the rest of us living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-But ar, they cannot use Nuclear.&lt;br /&gt;-No Killing of innocent babies and children&lt;br /&gt;-All those with terroist intent should participate&lt;br /&gt;-No other othersiders should interfere, for the future benefit of the world&lt;br /&gt;-US should not keh kiang in anyway possible&lt;br /&gt;-North Korea can join in any time they want, any party available, join both side also nvm.&lt;br /&gt;-If NK joins, SG should help fund them in secret so that they can die off quicker&lt;br /&gt;-Then the innocent NKeans can defect and live life like humans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKok.. Really done blabbering now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK WORK WORK.&lt;br /&gt;After two weeks of it, I am basically bored of it already..&lt;br /&gt;So ready to be a student right now.&lt;br /&gt;Off day today and tomoroo. Hope nths wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE. (except to NK) FARKER LA DEY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw. I'm basically at the U-turn of my life all over again. So familiar am I to this path, looking at the one going uphill, yet the split path that leads me back is the one pulling me!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I know that I gotta make choices I cant do with, yet to do well makes need for such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GONG AR YOU!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4446877140994017555?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4446877140994017555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4446877140994017555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4446877140994017555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4446877140994017555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-you-read-here.html' title='Hey you. Read Here.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1571197786043266306</id><published>2009-04-14T17:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T17:49:38.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy life.</title><content type='html'>Nth much these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other then going out with Yaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, only chance to meet is in the airport.&lt;br /&gt;Other times would totally be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, meeting some frenz for gathering this Sat. I somehow cant wait, really looking forward.&lt;br /&gt;Yet it brews so unwittingly in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, HOWEVER!&lt;br /&gt;I still have time to..................&lt;br /&gt;PLAY POKEMON PLATINUM! LOl.&lt;br /&gt;already 4badges k. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;Its like damn high tech de pokemon k.&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats during all the on duty times while waiting to go for flights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways... Today is the first night shift, kinda wasted the whole of today at home resting.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna stay over at the airport, well... Thats all bout the night shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoho....&lt;br /&gt;Remus brought home a dog. Well, its kinda smells lehh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1571197786043266306?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1571197786043266306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1571197786043266306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1571197786043266306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1571197786043266306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-busy-busy-life.html' title='Busy Busy Busy life.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1005301909530749769</id><published>2009-04-10T14:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T14:29:53.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days after days</title><content type='html'>Well, FO just passed so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;I really dun like the fact that I miss most of Fo, whole of FOW and bout half of FOC. zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But SIP cannot play play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, bout FO first.&lt;br /&gt;There is this really sucky thing, cos I missed out so much of FO. Hmm, got last for Fo, and for all Rinku Gls, I guess it really was quite a bad hit on all of us. Even me, I nvr tasted sth like that b4. I didnt even take part in FOW, but jus a simple wipe down from FOC made me unable to bare that sorrow out fail myslf and all of Rinku. Apart of my is really sorry to every who was disappointed, turning back... I want to give more.&lt;br /&gt;But time will pass, FO is over... And its all bout Rinku now.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yea. I Freaking missed out on CPF too.. Cos I had to go off early to work.&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomoro is Sentosa outing.. I prolly wanna go there and have as much fun as possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, the rest of my current life would be bout work.&lt;br /&gt;Well, finished day2 at work this morning. Did 2 night shift, thats why I had to leave FOC in the evening and report to work.&lt;br /&gt;Well, work is not that bad as of yet. There are alot of breaks, which I used to go and sleep. Time passes quickly. And work gets done, althoght there is alot happening.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Oh, doing pre-board... I met Hw going to Taipei. Met so many others too...&lt;br /&gt;Finally got some time off my super busy two weeks to have some rest: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work, this Sun start again, and for me.. Sth I have to really handle well is Church.&lt;br /&gt;Its good fri and I made it. Yea.. But Easter might be a prob.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, next shift is Day shift, and four days of work in a row. Well, gotta jia abit more You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for other stuffs to come, I really hope that this is all gonna come to a nicer end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. I really am missing out on so many million movies. zzzz... Need so time off to catch a movie sia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1005301909530749769?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1005301909530749769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1005301909530749769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1005301909530749769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1005301909530749769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/04/days-after-days.html' title='Days after days'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7264976092513401723</id><published>2009-04-01T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:26:22.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jus on a down down turn of my life.</title><content type='html'>Well. A whole load of stuffs been happening lately, and blogging bout all of it jus makes me 'HOT' again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I replied your post already. So go and read k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. First of, at the most Farked up point rite now.&lt;br /&gt;Its bout last Sat, at PowerHouse.&lt;br /&gt;K, went clubbing with Qf, Bryan. Px was there too, and Jh. Met Lux and Stef there. The nite was fun till it went too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Easily put, I was PUNCHED in the face.&lt;br /&gt;Some FARKED up FARKER whos DUNNO whos FARKED up MOTHER's SON FARKING Punched me for NO FARKING reason.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously ridiculous that it even happened.&lt;br /&gt;K, short summary. That farker hit us, we hit him back. He kanna arrested, we got away.&lt;br /&gt;And now, I'm planning to SUE that FARKING RETARD, or otherwise I would luckily see him again b4 I file it at the magistrate's. So that I can break his jaw. KNN.&lt;br /&gt;Well, although I kanna only one punch, it freaking came with a scar on my face and also a swollen lip k. FARKING HELL, thats why must sue. Sure win? some how, I see it as almost there.&lt;br /&gt;And the farking wound will become a scar for life leh..!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, at the hospital. (had to go there even thou it wasnt a big deal so that I can get a medical report).&lt;br /&gt;I was given antiseptic.. I tot it was sth to apply on the wound but the nurse who did it, gave me a JAB sial. Zzzz. Well, she said sth like '5 years gurrantee'.&lt;br /&gt;Then, the doc came and told me, there will be a scar. My heart sunk like Titanic. Freaking pierced me sia.&lt;br /&gt;Then, he said 'I may have to stitch'.&lt;br /&gt;Wahh... Like Titanic 2. I was like seriously scared sial.&lt;br /&gt;K, in the end. Some surgeon guy came and suggested using Tissue Glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, I am planning to go to court. But so freaking busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, morale of the story is. St James some how is not that good for me.&lt;br /&gt;Knna Slap.. Then Kanna Punch..&lt;br /&gt;In time to come, Kanna Whack, Kanna Rape, Kanna Fark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, another morale.&lt;br /&gt;If want to fight, make the first move. Cos there isnt much time b4 the bouncer reaches. And if fight, whack till jialat jialat. If not, not worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and did I mention that I kanna slapped. Its like in the movies that kinda '1 tight slap'. Its was super drama and quite cool. However, I'm am not angry about the slap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to note, for those who helped me out. Sorry, it happened. And thanks, cos you were there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. bout Work.&lt;br /&gt;Been training for almost 3weeks now. And at the end of tomoro.. I'd have done 3 courses and be certified to work in the airport. HOHOHOOO..&lt;br /&gt;Final test is tomoro. Good Luck to me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, on the last day of training, ytd. I saw Bellamy sia. And he told me he has been in the office jus so next door for so long, yet I only saw him on the last day of my course. Zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;well, if I get to go back, at least can meet up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Now for wat seems the worst.&lt;br /&gt;My frenz. There isn't much to mention. Jus simply put, I want all my frenz to be happy, I dun want to lose any of you. Not rite now, I cannot understand it.&lt;br /&gt;Is not our bond strong like Hercules, then why did we snap so easily like the Archellies heel.&lt;br /&gt;Must it go to nothingness, I really cant imagine this happening all over.&lt;br /&gt;Why must words from another so easily hurt us, and why must words from himself not be heard, or to plea. Is it fair, that we amoung ourselves conduct in the way by which is justice in our laws. What has happened? I dun understand. I only know that we are all selfish, like me.. Only hoping what each fren would want for themselves, True frens to be there and nvr to leave and be apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nay, no words seems to help this plight. But to yours and yours and yours, thy bliss will be given.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing here, a fren know not wat to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to start believing that Brothers cannot exist, but it has started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those I consider Brothers. I wish you were here.&lt;br /&gt;(oh, such like the mention above, I really wished we were all there together, that we may then laugh about it, share it, the rmb it. For ever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, to the Lord. I wish they all here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'm gonna eat my San Lor He Fen now.&lt;br /&gt;Bless the food, make it good, I wanna be mighty mighty Robin Hood.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7264976092513401723?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7264976092513401723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7264976092513401723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7264976092513401723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7264976092513401723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/04/jus-on-down-down-turn-of-my-life.html' title='Jus on a down down turn of my life.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1079207591858740442</id><published>2009-03-25T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T18:44:44.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Larr-Bishh la you.</title><content type='html'>Work Work. Nth interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday is a tiring day, boring yet it moves and goes on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs happened last week.&lt;br /&gt;Its really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;GongGong's mother passed away. Well, kinda attended the funeral without my feelings, somehow jus knowing that if I jus took one look too long, even at the picture, i'd prolly tear off like water. Anyway, ppl cried while I  jus took a stride off it. Then it jus came and go.. It's really sad, unacceptable to me, yet helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK. FARKING HELL. SINGTEL SUCKS can.... WHY Sia?&lt;br /&gt;Everything about MOBILE SHIT is WRONG!&lt;br /&gt;Nokia SUCK FOR GOOD, now SINGTEL wanna play punk. Fark la dey...&lt;br /&gt;The billing problem better be solved if not &lt;a href="mailto:^@%$^)&amp;amp;$^%$%()*()^&amp;amp;CB"&gt;^@%$^)&amp;amp;$^%$%()*()^&amp;amp;CB&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO aneway, watched a movie.&lt;br /&gt;Paul Blart Mall Cop.&lt;br /&gt;Its an ok show, but for Comedy.. abit way beloew standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea ar... Sth bout drugs. Been hearing so much about it recently.&lt;br /&gt;At the dunno who's rented house. At st James. Even at work also mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now.. My frenz out there, sian la dey. So long nvr meet and go out already.&lt;br /&gt;Really short of time.&lt;br /&gt;Well, even to go online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. Steps ahead a easy to walk, yet it seems that I'm too lazy to move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for tomoro, no need to wake up early for work : )&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go make some pass tomoro afternoon. So half day work only. Hoohoooohoo..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1079207591858740442?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1079207591858740442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1079207591858740442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1079207591858740442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1079207591858740442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/larr-bishh-la-you.html' title='Larr-Bishh la you.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2248339981415012199</id><published>2009-03-19T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T18:57:48.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days of work</title><content type='html'>Well. Its day 4 of SIP and its almost a week up.&lt;br /&gt;sth not really nice bout the internship is that the will take up Sats and Sun. Which sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, aneway.. Out of 4days, there were two days which I actually went home and dropped dead and wake up only to leave for work again.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one think weird ar, For the last three days since Mon. I haf not SHITTED!! So this morning, I sat in the toilet tinking, I better get stuff out of me if not I go training sure haf to go, which is not so nice lar.. Wah, I sat there and the shit jus kept coming out and out and out sia. LOl, seriously. LOl. Like, kept coming. Then during class the whole day, I kept farting... Heng no smell. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;K, ps for reading my post of shiting.. Like who the hell does that, BUt PS AR... I am that one dumb dumb who would like to blog bout my daily abbnormalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it would be more on Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda travelled here and there for my day.&lt;br /&gt;Started out at home, went off to Thomson, old police academy in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;After training, went to Bugis. Walked abit.. And it has seriously changed alot since the last time I actually went there.&lt;br /&gt;afterthat, I headed down to Hougang, gave tuition. Its was normal.. And next week, there is gonna be another student. YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, after that.. Although I was so freaking tired already, I went down to town.&lt;br /&gt;There, I met Jf. he was jus walking off, going home.. Got to chat a little, and it was cool.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, speaking bout meeting ppl, I met so many ppl from aorund sia.. Bugis saw some peeps, go town also got more.. Alot to mention.&lt;br /&gt;K. Had to walk around town up and down!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Then to Serangoon and then Back home again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. watever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aneways.. I'm eating a coconut rite now. Cos the last time I ate coconuts, It kinda gave me a tummy ache so I wanna eat up and go flush all of it out : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, times really change when its time to work.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how hard you try to stay young, there is a unforseen pull to make you grow. Well, thats that, oh... My freaking hair is still short. Kinda makes me look like a kid. Man, sucks here and there thou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K, I'm tired as usual. Wonder if I'm gonna go out with the dudes later. Hope I can make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, as for the peeps in Tp, gonna need some time whilst all of us are busy with SIP. Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch movie.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I really wanna blog blog blog, like so many impt stuff to blog bout, b4 I forget, But no time off leh...&lt;br /&gt;Prolly gonna find an OFF day and blog it all out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, I might be missing FO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2248339981415012199?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2248339981415012199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2248339981415012199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2248339981415012199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2248339981415012199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/days-of-work.html' title='Days of work'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1622973346094957074</id><published>2009-03-16T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:39:33.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrgghhh, FARK YOU!</title><content type='html'>Ok, this is for the dumb shit who shouts too loud but knows nut that the world is rite behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FARK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. All this makes no sense. Well, I should nvr hope that I make sense outta it otherwise i'd drop dead and poop in my pants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously drained out rite now, wanna sleep jus after a few words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuffs happened. So much for me actually.&lt;br /&gt;Sth I've come to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That it takes bout 2weeks to change your life and one moment to destroy it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is taken, is usually nth good. Till the day it turns and gets brighter again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH, sth thats real.&lt;br /&gt;Day1 of SIP, done with! One more mth of this to go, at least. Efforts calling!&lt;br /&gt;More on that another time.&lt;br /&gt;More on everyting else another time.&lt;br /&gt;More on the rawker another time.&lt;br /&gt;More on the papaya another time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jus rmb, that Punk Rawk nvr dies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1622973346094957074?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1622973346094957074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1622973346094957074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1622973346094957074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1622973346094957074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/arrgghhh-fark-you.html' title='Arrgghhh, FARK YOU!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-3325598700612637381</id><published>2009-03-15T12:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T13:08:25.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks ar.</title><content type='html'>Well. Of cos to note, wat else would I wanna blog bout but you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all,&lt;br /&gt;The first words to say out is that... This is so freaking unfair to me, why is it that I am the bad guy, doing what I haf tot was better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. You can haf everything your way, while I haf to follow. First saying that We cannot be together, and agreeing to it totally. Fark, you come and tell me after I say that there is another girl, THAT YOU FREAKING FELT CLOSER TO ME, BUT STILL WE CANNOT BE TOGETHER. Hell, am I suppose to linger on a threat that says, She wans to be with me but we cannot be together. Great, I would jus rot and die, thats what I tot. So, whilst the world you tot revolved around you, I want my own life, sth happier where there would be a result.&lt;br /&gt;Its jus so simple as, You can haf Bf why I cannot haf Gf. Not fair rite, like isnt stuff between us two-way, hell I cant possibly revolve around rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do know that my part of you being attached and stuff is off my own willingness and nth to do with you, and also that you need do the same a I haf done, to manage feelings which can nvr be achieved. (which is how I felt before) Well, last time is my foolishness, thus there is no reason for you to be that me rite now. Its ridiculous to expect that of you.&lt;br /&gt;But its jus not fair that you react to me this way, that I cant haf a girl... While you can do watever you like.. Going for this and that, with another guy.. Gosh, we got to be closer than before, BUt stilll... Its all bout some other guy from your old workplace and wat butch and wat trip with whoever.. Great, I am still the bad guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is so much to complain. Jus becos I feel that I am not doing this on purpose. I dun mean to hurt you, I guess you would understand. But how can you say that I am doing this and that to you, like a purposely wanna hurt you. Like I treat you as dirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOu say stuff like, why do this to you, do that to you.. Jus when you like me or stuff, WAHHHHHH... YOu WIN ALREADY. YOu are the best, wat is that supposed to mean to me actually? I am almost but surely nvr gonna get a chance? When we already said that it would be better for both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One to note. I haf long gave up wanting to be with you. Thus, i took paths to finding my life, other girls in other words. ANd when I start to see other girls, wahhhh great, you suddenly find probs with your bf, then come slowly to me, WHICH is like so fair ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK, so much more to babble but I cant tink now. More will come, to kpkb and complain.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, I am blogging not to seek understanding. Not to expect anetink, but jus to complain. To RAWR at this unfairness. I've been enuf of the bad guy, and I will jus cont being that bad guy in your face. I dun tink I haf solved any think, and from now, I only take what I've haf heard since last time, till last night, no more. You can hate me all you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGHHHHHH... &lt;a href="mailto:KNNBCCBF***IAMSOGREAT!@#$%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$"&gt;KNNBCCBF***IAMSOGREAT!@#$%^&amp;amp;*(*&amp;amp;^%$&lt;/a&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i wanna eat me KFC now. Its getting so cold. Oh, and my mom ordered Macs.. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, its now the last day of wat seems to be holidays. As of tomoro, gonna start on training for CISCO.&lt;br /&gt;STuff thats to be done, My hair is almost black, I missed the top of my head and there is a few more stands of blone left on my head. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another less irritating thing.&lt;br /&gt;There is a funeral downstairs, I tink its the last day or sth and its espcially noisy.. Cos there is the KONG KUAN happening now. (Like the hell, how come I even know this stuff), but for one, its seriously a long process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another thing bout noise. Ytd when I got home, got some Publi Nuisance ppl below my flat making trouble and noise. Zzzzz, wat a unsafe community I live in, oh and there was a robbery jus a week ago below my block. DAMNed.. I tink its becos of the fact that I live rite opposite Geylang. HMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, now now. One more thing to Blog bout.&lt;br /&gt;My last post was on FRi 13th. Its seriously damn over-rated. This date is so extensively over used and largely publicized. Even a movie with that date as the title. BLAH BLAH BLAH..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know there is at least 2 FRI,13th in a year. Like this month, fri the 13th... WOOOWWW... The last one was jus last month. zzzzz.. so special rite.&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhh _l_&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-3325598700612637381?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/3325598700612637381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=3325598700612637381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3325598700612637381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3325598700612637381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/thanks-ar.html' title='Thanks ar.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6333739151940489347</id><published>2009-03-13T00:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:40:39.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So far so good.</title><content type='html'>Well, so totally drowzy rite now.&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like laying down and jus slumber and rot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh I slept for like 8hrs plus another 10.. For dunno what reason, I jus couldnt wake up in the day.&lt;br /&gt;Its like I missed the whole of today, sleeping.. Which means I missed my supposed to do HAIRCUT too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, got up and was totally stunned that it was dark, zzzz... walked out of my room, knowing I prolly cant get to sleep for the rest of the nite already.&lt;br /&gt;So I got myslf dinner. Fish Prorridge. I tink i'm planning to kill myslf, I kinda added the whole pask of soy sauce into my soup. ITs tasteless, STILL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya, back to my life.&lt;br /&gt;Jus finished a Up Your Service tingy in TP. Hmmm, wat to say, neither a waste nor a gain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well, Got back my results too.. Its very much expected.&lt;br /&gt;Should haf been better. Zzzz. Cos non graded pass again. Otherwise i'd get A lehhhhh..... Unless that teacher bastard me and give everyone As except me cos I too bastard. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta report tomoro in sch for Internship briefing.. At 10am, dun really understand the timing. Aneways, its holidays.. At least its not in the middle of the day which would cause everything to clash. If there is anetink at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea,,, I didnt go online for two days and I got 140 unread mails. I tink im getting spammed at cos I cant even get onto Live Mail. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, tats all. To the world,&lt;br /&gt;Only those with intelligence, can one take all sorts of ideas and theories and not turn it into matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would lead to say that all those dumb punks in the world are seriously lacking intelligence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6333739151940489347?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6333739151940489347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6333739151940489347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6333739151940489347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6333739151940489347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/so-far-so-good.html' title='So far so good.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7378089545637162135</id><published>2009-03-10T02:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T03:40:37.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Watermelon Watermelon...</title><content type='html'>Its now 3am in the morning.. I am eating half a watermelon rite now, whooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneways.. Stuffs thats happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Clubbing is less exciting now-a-days.. Dunno why. Except for the short times with Jw and Kenneth. Really nice when its all three of us owning the floor. LOl...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i must say.. Practice practice..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I gotten myslf new contacts, Bi-weekly ones. They kinda feel different from the daily ones, thicker and drier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneways,, hope they'll be of better use.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, i've been having bubble tea quite abit last week, had like oreo banana.. And a new favourite, COconut Ice Blend. LOl, seriously nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had auntie anne's too, and also the tom yum yong tau foo from the hawker there !!!!! : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wells, as for yaya.. more to come hey! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But wats for me to say... Am I prolly gonna be the one?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, my life ahead.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Internship is almost confirmed, Cisco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gotta cut my hair short, and dyed black back. Well, for the next 6 mths, jus bare!!! LOl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gonna head to sch for tomoro and wed for a course, also gotta go sch on fri for internship thingy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SIP offically begins next mon, I tink it's a shift job for me. Well, more stuffs on SIP to come..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, supposed to go for MASS GL CHEER meeting today, but missed it cos I was sleeping away outside the LT. Zzz the freaking weather is so cold for the whole of today, yet so nice to doze off too. lOl..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, one thing to note.. Been missing out alot on Movies recently, no chance to watch any.. Although I did catch Push jus last week, I barely watched the show cos I fell asleep watching it and I did even sit till it ended!! GOsh wat a waste. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH yea ar... Tutoring might be affect by SIP.. may not be able to cont teaching.. MAn... That sucks big time, like jus after 1mth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ookok.. To the ppl who border reading.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is a damn boring blog bout the dumb and boring llife of Ryan Tan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneways.. Here's a scoop of rubbish. Since I used to blog abit bout theories and ideals.. So much is missed since times like those passed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's more from the guy who calls himslf an asshole..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If you like sum1 (not love, jus like, maybe a crush or a lil less the like), and wish that sth more would happen between you and that particular person, go ahead and rawk it out man...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Most ppl dun know wat love is cos no one is there to tell or teach the meaning and understanding of love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Basically, few relationships have the essence of pure love... Its less possible now a days due to online wife finders and paid marriages. Zzzzz.. However, another way to look at it is that, every little spark of likes and crushes are the initial forms of love, however, only with the rite foundation and nurturing.. Ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, easily put. Every chance should not be missed. And for a note to the ppl out there with sth going on, hopefully on the making babies and a nice or almost nice ending...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JIAYOU TO THE PPLs TRYING or ALREADY TRYING,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;JW, jia you man.. Rawk it out, make a baby.. otherwise all will be a waste, either you go all the way, or none at all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SY, all the way.. the noobsh*t relationship. Everyday brings you further.. Make it good, take some wood, get some fruits : )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hy, another rawker to be? Man, you should jus be addicted to clubbing and be less boring. LOL. R-E-S-P-E-C-T.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Benoni, dude, you really need love. Seriously go find yourslf some nest to lay eggs la.. Otherwise, you would seriously become wood. lOl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OKok, ppl whom I did not list, seriously.. Already how old huh? Either you go find some life, or make life(BABY). LOL...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yea, sth else uh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More and more ppl calling me 'Butch' and 'Girl'. AGAIN. LOl, com'on lar, even my mom also says the same stuff bout me. But its like, the hair by which I live on. LOl, wait till I cut it all off lar. Man, i'm gonna cry. HAhaha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311271775333914818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SbVtihJWGMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tarShExC_3g/s400/DSC00577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You Freaking call me a Butch? Girls dun do stuff like I do alright! LOl  Kunk Fu with a yellow unbrella.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311271767238988450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SbVtiC_XUqI/AAAAAAAAAOU/QzpXe9-qXJg/s400/DSC00550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Studying.. Red-Head. Like Rooster. Old phone, Old specs, Old Hair. All gone by the week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7378089545637162135?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7378089545637162135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7378089545637162135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7378089545637162135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7378089545637162135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/watermelon-watermelon.html' title='Watermelon Watermelon...'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SbVtihJWGMI/AAAAAAAAAOc/tarShExC_3g/s72-c/DSC00577.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-125844271379806559</id><published>2009-03-05T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:58:52.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I caught it with my hands</title><content type='html'>Correction.&lt;br /&gt;I caught it with 1 hand, bare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a quick update.&lt;br /&gt;Its now 10am in the morning of 5th may, I am up and awake after sleeping for bout 2hrs. Not gonna sleep cos I'm going out shopping : ) alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, jus finished with chalet and so here's stuff bout it.&lt;br /&gt;Mon morning, barely slept the night b4 and went out to meet Sy and Mj to shop and ShengXiong b4 going to chalet.&lt;br /&gt;We shopped like super duper aunties, prep for ww3. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Bought 3 cartons of liquids and more but it was nth near enough. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Aneways, took a cab down to NSRCC. First time having a chalet on the pool side, it sucks compared to the single digits ones. LOl. more ex summore.&lt;br /&gt;So aneway, there was a mahjong at the corner of the table which was in use most of the time. Day1 was not veri fun, ppl jus kept cooking noodles and more noodles, called macs cos bbq was for second day. Hmmm, While every1 had nth to do, I went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, many ppl had turned up. Didnt do much still, played around...gambled.. wat else..&lt;br /&gt;Then came drinking time, Rinku's really a bunch that almost revolves around drinking. Hmm, not as fun as I'd say but hey, its not too bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, day2.&lt;br /&gt;In the day... Nth much, slept again.. Woke up to go off for tuition. Oh, played abit of basketball b4 that cos I missed the bus by and hour and the next bus was an hour later. Booked a freaking ex cab. Zzzzz.&lt;br /&gt;I missed the cab which I booked and was freaking late but managed to get a cab still. Zzz, late for tuition again, even when I planned to move out 1.5hrs early. OKok.&lt;br /&gt;Well, instead of 3kids, theres now 4kids in my class. LOl. Managed to get thru easily.&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed back to chalet. In the end, I spent more on cab then what I earned doing tuition that night. LOl.. nvm, nows a waste, then i'll earn.&lt;br /&gt;Got back to do some BBQ-ing. Oh, so many ppl dun believe that I am a tuition teacher, imagine finding out I am a MOE-Certifited relief teacher. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Cooked abit, ate a little. And there was Rinku's Meeting. Hmm, got some stuff done.&lt;br /&gt;Well, ended up joining in the MASS Gl team, all for RINKU hor..&lt;br /&gt;Night came and drank again, drank less thou. Then did a bit of slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, stuff that should have been done whilst there...&lt;br /&gt;Gotten extra matteresses.&lt;br /&gt;Gone swimming, wanted to but the only chance I had was when it was too freaking cold for me.&lt;br /&gt;Bowling..&lt;br /&gt;Karaoke.&lt;br /&gt;Blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, morning, checked out. went home, AND I FREAKING MISSED MY STOP AND had to walk freaking long to the opposite bustop to get home.&lt;br /&gt;Once home, dropped all my stuff and slept. Did not even unpack, till now. Aneways, supposed to wake up at 7+ instead, got up at 11pm. Knn, over sleep till jialat.. Supposed to go for Cheryl's birthday. So magic, choing-ed down and made it in. Not bad not bad.&lt;br /&gt;Saw alot of TP ppl tat night, LOl. Oh, HuiYing.... Good JOB ar.. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Its like every less then 180deg I turn, there would be Tp ppl round.&lt;br /&gt;Oh alamak, I saw the Golden Hair girl leh, but ps sial. Well, wats nvr a miss should not be considered a miss. K, the nite was fun although so many ppl came and left after getting wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, one tink to note.&lt;br /&gt;AH Beng and AH Lian zai yi qi, Shi tian jing di yi de shi. Rite.&lt;br /&gt;But then, aku tah Ah beng siolz. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, its quite boring already.&lt;br /&gt;All the stuff thats planned has come and gone. Today's a waste, tomoro no idea.. Till next tues, gotta go for UP-YOUR-SERVICE thingy..&lt;br /&gt;Well, till then. Imma go thru the dreaded holidays which is so boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. random.&lt;br /&gt;Favourite up coming song is Flo Rida's Right Round. Too cool.&lt;br /&gt;Eminem is back. With Crack a Bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got this freaking round ulcer right behind my lips. Zzz, and its been there for so long.&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so seriously deprived of water... H2O.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating some soup thats like SEX. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking bout sex, Instead of saying SEX as an exclaimation, benoni says SEC, short for SEXY... Which is way cooler than all of us who jus says SEX.. LOl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-125844271379806559?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/125844271379806559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=125844271379806559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/125844271379806559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/125844271379806559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/oh-i-caught-it-with-my-hands.html' title='Oh, I caught it with my hands'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1567087353673775186</id><published>2009-03-01T04:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T21:24:15.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One a month, Twice a day... Nvr ever b4.</title><content type='html'>End of first week holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much, on wed, went with Shah, SY, Xh and Zh to Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Then came thurs.&lt;br /&gt;didnt sleep at all and went to Shi Guan at 8am plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its like, in the morning using Fb. Benoni called and asked me to go down earlier since there's nth to do. Piang, early in the morning... SO I took a walk in the nice breeze down to Guan.&lt;br /&gt;Man, the place reeks an old wood mixed with dust and aircon.. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Then, tio bomb. In the end, wasnt our own performance but some other's.. Oh, and its really funny when the three of us get to come together and perform.&lt;br /&gt;And hella, it was at some 'under the tree' temple. And in the hot sun summore. Zzz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got done with it, but wasnt allowed to chao for the day, had to come back in the evening for another performance. Zzz.. Ok, so went to eat lunch and slacked at xlj house. Hmm, evening came, the whole thing was a waste of time. zzz&lt;br /&gt;It ended and went for dinner at ChupLao. After that, we went with some others to grandlink and played Dota and L4d. Not bad, quite fun.. LOl, really a waste of energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, we morning came, we went home. And tadah.. slept till night.&lt;br /&gt;Fri nite. Went Phuture with Qf. There was so many ppl there. Kenneth and loads of Tp peeps. Hmm, there was some even which made the queue super long. I was like, wah kao no ticket means Rebel liao, ohnooooooo.... LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was quite lucky that I saw Tp peeps in the queue, managed to jump queue, as in really Jump over the Fence and got in the queue. Lol.. So aneway.. After getting the tic and waiting for Qf to get his tic, I went out into the crowd and see who was it performing..&lt;br /&gt;AND it was this Ang Moh band playing on some platform and quite far from my view. So I didnt really bother, till I hear the line 'when you see my face, hope it gives you hell'!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;MAn, it was the All American Rejects sial... Wah, really cool to see them perform. Although only 1 song, but hey. Ok, it was their last song and gg.&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing with Qf is quite fun too, veri competitive.. Hmmm, like more of haolian. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;OKok, day ended, went home sleep awhile, had to go sch for OTC refresh.&lt;br /&gt;Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, not really fun. Did abit of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Ended with briefing getting scolded. Well, most of the stuff they pointed out to us Gls as really true, that we are really too slack. WEll,, all that must be done is to improve and buck up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ended, that night was quite weird. Was supposed to meet so many peeps, ended with only me and qf, plus shen, bryan and jr. Hmmm, so much so. It was ok yet boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, sun already. Went church and practically all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOK, stuff to blabber about.&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking up to my home, the staircase there had this lil black blob on the floor.. Like quite fat and thick but also short. LOl, I tink its a slug. Oh man, my block is being invaded by dunno what.&lt;br /&gt; LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Okok, other stuff around my block ar.&lt;br /&gt;The Badminton hall has been closed down, dunno wats to become of it. Hmm, some 24h kopi thiam. and some football club place.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, also.. The kallang stadium KFC closed down sia. LOl.. The only free flow drinks KFC is down. (which I know of)&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;OH, sth thats up coming instead of down. There is this building jus near the market being build.. Nt really, more like almost complete... Wonder if its a shopping center. Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tomoro is Rinku's Chalet. Hope that it'll be good : )&lt;br /&gt;I'll be off for that long, and then i'll have to do the tuition and then choing back to chalet. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there is another kid joining my class. $$$&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna go back Mss, hopefully some time b4 internship started. zzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1567087353673775186?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1567087353673775186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1567087353673775186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1567087353673775186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1567087353673775186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/03/one-month-twice-day-nvr-ever-b4.html' title='One a month, Twice a day... Nvr ever b4.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-106666745188125433</id><published>2009-02-24T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T00:22:07.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So here comes another set.</title><content type='html'>Well. Exams are over, jus as expected in a flash.&lt;br /&gt;Dun really expect much for the results. Well, understandable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, after last paper.. Went to Town, Played L4D, quite fun and funny... Lol, was kinda noob today. Even got shocked afew times. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat, we went to watch PinkPanther 2. Hmm, funny funny. Didnt tink its was tat nice, got bored later into the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went home, slept and overslept. Woke up like super late, was supposed to give tuition. Choinged down and took over the class.&lt;br /&gt;As usual, class ended in a jiffy. It was all over and now I'm at home.. bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. Stuffs that happened.&lt;br /&gt;I was eating at Hougang Mall b4 coming home, went to the food court.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I was on the phone so I didnt really consider wat to order. Thus, I walked so some chinese stall and ordered Beef Noodle, as in the China type. Then when I was done on the phone, I realised that the noodles cost 6Bucks. zzz, like some noodle and soup with some pieces of beef Leh!!!! In sch only sell 2.50 sial.. zzzz. so definitely not worth.&lt;br /&gt;Then sumhow, the guy cooking the noodle was on the phone too, and when I paid with 50bucks, he returned me 46. LOL.. K,  i paid4bucks instead and then the guy came chasing after me for two more bucks, but bo-pian wat.. How the hell was he gonna get it back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anetink was, tuition. Oh, there was this new class beside my class. Primary 2kids sia, so super cute. LOl.. The kids were reading aloud together. Wahhh.. OK, my kids are cute too, jus that not as loud. Loud kids, although less interested to study are more easy to communicate with : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, exams are really not as meaningful in poly. Whats the point ? to receive a piece of paper called Diploma after 3years. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKok, tomoro gonna club. Thurs gonna chu shi, Fri gonna go this party, Sat club, I tink.. Sun.. Got sth also.. Forget already.&lt;br /&gt;SO much for the holidays, its so much like normal days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stressed, over stuff not within my means. How, eh tahan anot? Buay tahan also must Tong.&lt;br /&gt;Wander if the words can make things easier, let it all ride past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, so anewayy... I so really know Wat on Earth is it that I want! like, to do and seek. So man, yea uh..  Imma be the man. LOl.... Otherwise a Farker like always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once again, forgot bout wat I wnna blog already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-106666745188125433?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/106666745188125433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=106666745188125433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/106666745188125433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/106666745188125433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/so-here-comes-another-set.html' title='So here comes another set.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4019160222517089310</id><published>2009-02-21T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T16:40:29.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week long post.</title><content type='html'>Oh, great. So lazy to blog that now Imma start another week long post bout all the blah blah blahs i've done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Start from Last weeks Valentine's Day.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much, no date. Stayed home with mom instead, reached into the nite and went to meet some dudes at StJames. Hmm, the party was alright, the ppl not bad too.. Hay, it was a SupaFly nite man, gotta be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my revision for exams last Sun. Had nth to do aneways..&lt;br /&gt;Been studying abit here and there, stayed over in sch to study too.&lt;br /&gt;Wed, supposed to go for Lux's Birthday, but didnt make it cos I didnt have long pants in time. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished up with 2papers on Fri, hope its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, stuff that I'm pissed about.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid Org Comm.. Knn, and I actually I was safe, but no fark, the last absentee had to go thru and my supposed to be A is now a Non-Graded Pass. Thanks. Ok, even if it wasnt A it was at least a B+.&lt;br /&gt;Sth else would be the stuff that I'm hearing bout the internship, sounded quite disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;Don't all the contributions to the course mean nth at all? Why would it seem that the sense of misjudging seems so real. Yet, Being labelled as one less and beneath the rest seems likely. Man..&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, other stuffs. The freaking Pixon's battery runs like water. Dunno why, nvr really use also needa charge.&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh.. My freaking Thumbdrive went missing. Sucks lar, so much stuff all gone with the td.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm back doing tuitioning. Not bad at all really. Jus waiting to get more kids. As of now, stuffs going well.&lt;br /&gt;Yet like, when most of the world see the stuff I do as positive, the world behind AMS, only sees all that dun work well for me. Oh well, thats one good and one bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, more of last night.&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP to meet the dudes. It was some bugger's BBQ and I felt like I crashed it. Well, one tink was good, I got to catch up with them and really spent good time slacking. Its really that kinda fun when, jus being there is all there is to it.&lt;br /&gt;Then there was this other bunch of kids, who hmmm.. I'd rather not mention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, does being drunk really make one lose it all?&lt;br /&gt;How come I've nvr been that dropped?&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I come to realise that I am one of few who appreciate RUM. Man, all those peeps dun know wat they are talking bout, Rum is smooth. All your vodka and whisky shit can go down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;LOl. Okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of now, two more days b4 I am yr3. So much to come, wondering if I should go back to MacPherson, or Innotrek. Well, with my tuition in hand, jus hoping that its all smooth.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4019160222517089310?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4019160222517089310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4019160222517089310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4019160222517089310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4019160222517089310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/another-week-long-post.html' title='Another week long post.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-881097149186794747</id><published>2009-02-13T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T19:38:26.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of 2.2</title><content type='html'>Well. Today's class started 40mins late. Took 15 to end, and tat was all for class.&lt;br /&gt;It was jus to review our results for OrgComm.. Most of us scored an almost there score, but so fortunately for me, a Non-Graded Pass. Well, with enuf luck, I could prolly score A, since the online attendance nvr mark me out.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, had breakfast in sch. Then I went over to library and helped out in Freebie Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, gonna talk bout my life.&lt;br /&gt;Starts off, last Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Went to StJames with Jw. Met Kenneth.. He joined us, cos his frenz ps him or sth. Met CW, plus his super big group of frenz. Elina was there with another damn big group of peeps too.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, was waiting outside for dunno wat at first, then some super TAU PAI person came and let all of us in for free.... 10+ ppl sial. It was Elina's cousin. Damn power..&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that night was fun, meeting new frenz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Slept thru out. Went for evening mass, saw Charlene and Johnovan there.&lt;br /&gt;Had my favourite PrawnMee.. Later into the nite, went town to meet Lux and Stef. Watch Underworld. Hmm, seriously not bad. Jus tat it was a bit confusing at a point. Hmm, nice show, to really put the whole story in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Went for class, ended and I went off to Chu Shi. It was the last day of CNY and so, went to help out abit. Benoni was there too.. Ok,  didnt really do much. Chu Shi is still fun. Then after it ended, was supposed to go home, like past midnight. But sth happened, it was bad.. Ended up staying back to help them. Went down to BukitTimah and Did some decor thingy till 3plus. Went home, took a bath and went back to Guan and played mahjong till morning...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;After Mahjong... Lost money.. Went to sch, walked straight to library, went to sleep till 4plus. and went for class late. After class, choing-ed down with the guys to G2000 sale.. Got loads of stuff.. Stuff like a blazer, and some shirts which I dun even know when I'd haf the chance to put on. LOl. Ok, after that, cabbed down to Bukit Timah again for Chu Shi.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, it was rather fun that night. All of us had to put on this super big dummy mascot tink, and walked around parading it. It was fun. But it ended late. Like 12plus then reached home, with proj still at hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Went for presentation in the morning, almost late and kenna non-graded pass, but quite heng.. Went thru the presentation.. There was a test after that, got thru too...&lt;br /&gt;Went to library for a nap but I woke up late, like half an hour late. Zzzz. I tot steam liao, non graded pass coming liao. Heng the teacher gave chance, LOl. Re-did the proj for a third time. Arrrggghh, got thru with it and done with MUsic at last.&lt;br /&gt;After that, saw Rinku peeps outside library on the way home.&lt;br /&gt;Joined them for dinner instead, went to CenturySquare.. Okok, chated abit here and there, and I had Pepper Lunch. WHoooooo.. Ok, we went for IceCream at Swensens after.&lt;br /&gt;Left halfway, went home, prep-ed and went to St James, met Qf and peeps. There was quite a few of us that nite, it was Jr birthday too.. Ok, fun group of peep, prolly cos they square headed. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, there was the Sims Drive girl there.. Which urr.. was totally weird. And 2 tp girls who... Haf no idea who I was, wat the man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Got to sch almost immediately for Bus Fund. There was a test which was tadah... Finished. Slept in library again till class. Watched Army Daze on YouTube, veri as ever... After class, we went to Cine and played left4dead. LOl. It was fun and still, damn difficult. Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;OK, got home, did up proj..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;As far as I am concern, alot has changed. There is no more need to go sch, except for exam of 3days. Other than that, SIP still not confirmed. Oh, so much is gonna come, yet I dunno wats to do. Gonna go town now. Wondering if Jw and dudes still meeting up. zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Tomoro is Valentine's Day. I prolly will jus stay home and chill. LOl.. No Date, as usual... when on earth would I ever haf a good Vday with a date. Zzss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got myslf a new phone. On wed. Cos my previous phone spoilt, AGAIN... FOr the millionth time. zzz. FIxing the phone would be a waste of money.. Instead, I upgraded my line and Booommmm... Got myslf a Pixon. Hmm, first time I got myslf a non NOKia phone since P5. Cool. Started off like a fool, dunno how to use the phone.. But its getting on fine : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-881097149186794747?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/881097149186794747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=881097149186794747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/881097149186794747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/881097149186794747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/last-day-of-22.html' title='Last day of 2.2'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4084463973666250322</id><published>2009-02-13T00:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T00:27:15.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is so much to say.</title><content type='html'>Yet, I only haf time for so much rite now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels different, the past week, I've experience so much laughter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much to blog about, tat has happened... But I only got time to Kp. Cos If I dun sleep soon, I wun be able to wake up for OrgComm tomoro at 6.30am.. Gosh. Its the last lesson and a last chance to save my ass from getting a non-graded pass.. So die also must chiong.&lt;br /&gt;I look forward to the weekend, although there is nth on at all, it woud count as the end of this SEM, and also the end of projs and a whole new phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, peeps who are here and there. Live your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much has gone, I see so much more. Yet I walk no further than where I've been today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4084463973666250322?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4084463973666250322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4084463973666250322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4084463973666250322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4084463973666250322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/there-is-so-much-to-say.html' title='There is so much to say.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-3180786498711781208</id><published>2009-02-07T20:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T21:07:50.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, I am so mesmerized by me.</title><content type='html'>So its a week long post.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot happened this week.&lt;br /&gt;Yet its a Sat nite, that I sit down and haf time to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Went for class, was quite tired.&lt;br /&gt;After class, was quite bored. So we ended up going to town for movie, and Play Left4Dead.&lt;br /&gt;It was super FUN! LOl... I was shouting my voice away, with almost no voice to shout. Looking so forward to play with f4 this game. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;Watched Bride Wars. Hmm, a super chick flick. Really weird tat I was watching the show, and with Shah summore. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, my voice was totally gonna disappear. It was damn deep lar. Like I was going thru puberty again. LOl.. OK, it got better. Had the drink from Lux, not bad.. Thanks huh. Thou now still kinda choked at times. At least I can speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Missed class. Went to sch to meet Lux instead. Didnt attend aneclass. After tat, I met Rinku peeps, supposed to have dinner but I already had stuff to eat. BUt then, dunno mentioned Mahjong... oh,, Ok, I wanna go. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Went along with them to Techno, didnt eat. waited for everyone to finish, and we all went to Po's house.&lt;br /&gt;Played for damn long.. Ok, aneway.. Those group of them are veri interesting, funny.. So we played while every1 left.. Cooked instant noodle's in the middle of the nite, had abit to laugh too..&lt;br /&gt;And po's diet was ohhhhhhh man...&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. played till 7am in the morning. I went home. And off to sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed.&lt;br /&gt;Reached sch. Went library sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up, went for presentation. After that, went back library to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Slept till afternoon 4pm. Dunno where every1 went, I went for CDS.&lt;br /&gt;Played and mixed music for 2hrs, went back library to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;lol, more than half my day was spent in the library.&lt;br /&gt;Met Shah, went to phuture. Hmmm, quite weird, we were studying Bus fund while waiting for time to pass. Met benny there. I tink he was alone or sth.. Aneway, he joined us.&lt;br /&gt;Time passed real quick tht nite.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, went to sch and tadah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Bus Fund test. Its an ok test, last two ques killed me, knew nuts bout that part.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. Thurs routine, after class go sleep, wake up go class.. End liao.&lt;br /&gt;Tah Paoed dinner home. And home ate and sleep. Woke up after a napping and choinged project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick news. Shah said this after I talked big to him. 'You are not MAN, you are just a twenty yr old boy'.... True true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri,&lt;br /&gt;reached sch for OrgComm, almost late. Till today, I tink I attended this lesson bout 5 times. zzz.. Aneway, the class got fucked cos of some review tinky bout him.. Sometimes, when you tot you knew it was good, yet it turne dout wrong, its only human to feel bad. OK, supposed to be fuck-up for this sub, missed third lesson last week, but there is this slight possibility that it might not happen. Hmm, tat be good eh.&lt;br /&gt;After that, It was internship talk, and I did the application that evening. Followed up with proj, play basketball in the middle of it. Actually, I really didnt do much compared to the rest on the proj.. zz..&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner with Shah. LOl. And I went home, went out.. And went clubbing..&lt;br /&gt;Its supposed to be the last time. Then I'd stop for two weeks, till exams are over.&lt;br /&gt;Met douglas and dude from Rinku. zzz..(forget his name)&lt;br /&gt;Bryan, qf and another dude came too. Clubbed together. OH, shen and Guboon hoing and failed.&lt;br /&gt;aneway, Didnt feel rite that nite.. zz..&lt;br /&gt;That nite passed quickly too. good gracious. Went to boatquay, had a totally laugh off the square head ppl. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;Went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat. Today.&lt;br /&gt;Studied abit and rest for awhile. Went to sch, took the test. Got Farked! Super difficult can. Half of it I didnt knw wat to fill in, tot that I filled in was almost 'bombs'. GOsh. This is prolly the worst test in Tp I evr Had. Aneway, music still going strong I hope. Ta paoed lunch home, ate and sleep till jus..&lt;br /&gt;And now. Gonna meet Jw. Prolly gonna go PH. Oh, tot I said no more clubbing. LOl.. Okok, sec last time.&lt;br /&gt;Cos coming Wed is JR birthday, prolly clubbing too. Man, so sorry to myslf. Hhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for all the rubbish, another time k.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-3180786498711781208?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/3180786498711781208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=3180786498711781208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3180786498711781208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/3180786498711781208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/oh-i-am-so-mesmerized-by-me.html' title='Oh, I am so mesmerized by me.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4380564982101296895</id><published>2009-02-01T19:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:02:59.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rite here Rite now</title><content type='html'>So its Feb now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY for one week.&lt;br /&gt;After reunion dinner last week, went to met the guys for movie.&lt;br /&gt;Watched LoveMatters. Veri nice, funny show. Somehow ridiculous at times, but still worth the laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed home, relatives came, ate together again. Had Vegetarian.&lt;br /&gt;Into the night, nth to do. Dudes came over to gamble.&lt;br /&gt;That was CHU Yi for me.&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Went to NanaYiyi place. Gambled and played around with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;Its like im 20 this yr and I'm playing with the kids. LOl.....&lt;br /&gt;OK, still fun and sth I really enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed. B to sch.&lt;br /&gt;There was no lesson till 4pm for Music CDS.&lt;br /&gt;Did some music arrangments, did some mixing..&lt;br /&gt;Met Shah, went Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;seriously a routine now.. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Saw alot of faces there. Nth much though..&lt;br /&gt;Went straight to sch.&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;BusFund in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;Skipped everytink else, went for Airfield later and then movie with Shah.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to watch show with Lux. But timing was bad and tadah, Me and shah in our onw 'GAY' world.&lt;br /&gt;Watched InkHeart.. Urr.r..... not nice yet not lousy. Brandon Fraiser is still cool, but the story is urrr,,,,, Fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;Fri.&lt;br /&gt;Missed sch for dunnowat reason. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch in the evening for I-guides gathering tingy...&lt;br /&gt;Received $$ and ate my full. LOl.. Did our tingy..&lt;br /&gt;Then there was Rinku dialouge. Its like a TrashTalk. Hmm, stuff happened. Hope that all goes well. If not trouble trouble..&lt;br /&gt;Its was last min, but since I had nth to do. Went to meet Cheryl, Elieen and JJ at Phuture. It was okok, but some bad moods around. Saw Xh and his frenz, joined them later.&lt;br /&gt;That nite, saw alot of faces from around, Tp, Mss, even KHS. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;Funny nite, but some stuffs that sucked too.&lt;br /&gt;And then, it was Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Went to take a ride on the SINGAPORE FLYER. LOL. WITH.......... Shah. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;But it was free la, from BABW ma.. So, go for free lo.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, not that fun. Ok, heng it was free. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to Mr Abbas place for gathering, had a bit of food, played games and CHAo-ed to Rinku reunion. Ate again, gambled..&lt;br /&gt;Then I miss-ed Jw birthday celebration. Zz..&lt;br /&gt;Sucked out..&lt;br /&gt;Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Slept most of the day away, woke up for evening mass.&lt;br /&gt;Now I am home eating away. GOSH I wanna get out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much so.. Projects are rushing my ass. I am so dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4380564982101296895?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4380564982101296895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4380564982101296895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4380564982101296895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4380564982101296895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/02/rite-here-rite-now.html' title='Rite here Rite now'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8825968071368196163</id><published>2009-01-25T17:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T03:09:51.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eh.... sian la sial</title><content type='html'>SO much so.&lt;br /&gt;Its CNY eve. Sun, at home rite now.&lt;br /&gt;went to mass at 12. At home rite now.&lt;br /&gt;Theres so many ppl at home. Aunts and Uncles, cousins too..&lt;br /&gt;I tink this is the first time so many ppl are here for reunion dinner at home.&lt;br /&gt;As for the food, FREAKING WHOLE LOAD.&lt;br /&gt;But there is too little space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had quite a bit of goodies since ytd. Man, gonna start my potato couch life for the new year period already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, stuff that passed.&lt;br /&gt;Its Jw's first book out, also the start of a very long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Fri, after sch. Went for movie with Shah, watched Punisher War Zone. It was hmmmm... bloody, ppl keep getting killed. Head kept bursting. A jus almost not too lousy show.&lt;br /&gt;Met Xd, alwyn, Ben, Jw, Ks, Yt and Veron.. Went here and there.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up in BoatQuay.. Went drinking. Wy, Wj, Darren came after.. Alot of ppl came after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up half a day gone. Like evening. Ate my first bits of CNY stuffs. Stayed home, met with Jw, Wj, Darren, Alan, Kenneth and Annabelle. Hmm, we went to Rebel. Well, its still a nice place for one. But the crowd jus is not that good. Compared to MoS.... Man, wat a real lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats veri much it.&lt;br /&gt;Lots more to complain about....&lt;br /&gt;Life isn't that fun and happy happy for me, yet..&lt;br /&gt;IT CNY and so..&lt;br /&gt;I cannot get too down.....&lt;br /&gt;HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;FOOD! RUBBISH FOOD! GOOD FOOD! GAMBLING! MORE GAMBLE! FUN AND FRENZ! ALL THOSE LAUGHTER! HERE I COME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMEN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8825968071368196163?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8825968071368196163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8825968071368196163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8825968071368196163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8825968071368196163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/eh-sian-la-sial.html' title='Eh.... sian la sial'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7320073867694324135</id><published>2009-01-22T23:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:28:26.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I tink, I tink.. I will scare away all you guys.</title><content type='html'>So much for round the corner this and that..&lt;br /&gt;Rite now is really a bore, really wanna be out rite now... Jus nt at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current Mood : Pissed off, Bit of sorrow, Disturbed and stressed. Jus Bad.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, to all who would nvr understand, You are jus lucky. I am jus less lucky.&lt;br /&gt;Ability to accept is not all wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, btw. I tink I got bad Breath. Jus tink only, cos its not true, My breath is good. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That much that happened between ytd and today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to sch super late, jus for CDS.&lt;br /&gt;Met with Shah after that, went to prepare and off to TOWN.&lt;br /&gt;Nth to do there, had dinner. Ate ICE kachang. NT BAD LA SIAL.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wanted to catch movie, but most of the nice ones would only start showing thurs(today).&lt;br /&gt;NEH NEH!&lt;br /&gt;Didnt watch, went off to Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;It was a nice nite, interesting sight for most. I start to notice ppl who are Hardcore clubbers, Disgusting wolfs and crazy Bitches.&lt;br /&gt;Mambo is fun still! Yet some ppl who are good at it, somehow dun look good doing the mambo.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, clubbing is said to be a routine.. Not me thou. Routines are sth done on a regular basis at regular intervals. For me, anytime and day.&lt;br /&gt;Zz... Yet, I dun fit myslf into the scene which I tink is consider clubber.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;1. I dun drink where unrequired.&lt;br /&gt;2. I dun anehow anehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afterthat.&lt;br /&gt;I went to sch alone. Slept for abit. LOl. Seriously weird.&lt;br /&gt;Went to the Tcc labs.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. Went for busfund class, another lec for quiz and the airfield tut.&lt;br /&gt;At long last, I did sth linked to sch work during class which was productive today, hmmm.. POA, no kik lar.&lt;br /&gt;Sch was ups and downs for me.&lt;br /&gt;Mensa was a cooler today, went to 4 canteens today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow..&lt;br /&gt;I didnt wanna go home today. I'm sure I know why.. It was like b4, when I knew home was not where I wanted to belong.. I felt indifferent.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, wats weird was the moods that changed thru out the day.&lt;br /&gt;There was not much to do.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up at the TPSU league helping out bit here and there.&lt;br /&gt;The AMS freshies gt third.. Which was fairly good.. Seriously strong la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I am at home.&lt;br /&gt;Bored of so much. Yet only one of the hopes is worth of tomoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of cos.&lt;br /&gt;The lamer than lame part of the post.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say sry. And sry for all I have to blame.&lt;br /&gt;But for all that matters, I would forgive all than hate a lil part that does not work.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7320073867694324135?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7320073867694324135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7320073867694324135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7320073867694324135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7320073867694324135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-tink-i-tink-i-will-scare-away-all-you.html' title='I tink, I tink.. I will scare away all you guys.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8889107560470937717</id><published>2009-01-21T13:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T13:43:57.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A normal day, bout normal stuff.</title><content type='html'>Today.&lt;br /&gt;Missed class. Going for CDS later, after tat meeting Shah for our wat-seems-so-usual weekly gathering at Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;Had the chance to roll about in bed today, really need to straighten out my life if I wanna move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Wat has happened.&lt;br /&gt;SUN!!&lt;br /&gt;Went for evening mass. Met Lux after that. Watched the WORLD BEST MOVIE MADE BY IDIOTS!&lt;br /&gt;Eden Lake! F*** THE SHOW MAN.&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY! WHY THE HELL WOULD ANEONE MAKE A MOVIE LIKE TAT! F***-ED UP.&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZ... Ok, had super later dinner at Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Sch till 4pm. Went home.&lt;br /&gt;Did spring cleaning. Threw loads of stuff away.&lt;br /&gt;After tat, went to Chup Lao to meet Gz and Benoni.&lt;br /&gt;Been awhile since we met, played Bball..&lt;br /&gt;Shen, Brien, Qf and Jr also came. It was fun and funny..&lt;br /&gt;Play till 11plus.. After tat, slacked away chatting.. really interesting to sit down and talk bout old times. Police came, shoo-ed us away and we ended up standing in the middle of the rd chatting. Zz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Sch till 4. Lux came to TP. After that, We went to NAFA.&lt;br /&gt;Aftertat, watched Red Cliff 2 with the rest. Somehow, the ending wasnt as great as I expected. Anehow.. It was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Went home to finish my spring cleaning. Cleared out alot of rubbish, clothes and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;Now my room is like, not like a guys room. Quite neat. and there is a freaking sofa. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Well, till the next CNY, hope my room can tahan. No ones gonna clean it till then.&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I tink cleaning up is abit addictive sial, Once I started, I kept going and going. Zzz&lt;br /&gt;I kept talking to muslf sia. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, One tink was.. It was so freaking stuffy. I sneezed like 50+ times.. It was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, so much for now.&lt;br /&gt;CNY is coming.. WHoo hooooo... Hope to see all my old frenz again soon.&lt;br /&gt;Jw is booking out..&lt;br /&gt;Exams are on the way.&lt;br /&gt;Submissions are at my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Classes are boring me out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8889107560470937717?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8889107560470937717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8889107560470937717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8889107560470937717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8889107560470937717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/normal-day-bout-normal-stuff.html' title='A normal day, bout normal stuff.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1286606958316613138</id><published>2009-01-17T14:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T15:03:53.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I heard it so good</title><content type='html'>Well. My life so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh.. I won a Sudoku compt in Sch ytd.. Got 2nd place. Wahhaha, dun mess with me.&lt;br /&gt;Its like a walk-in, trash everyone tink lar.&lt;br /&gt;I was like so cool, everyone tot I was gonna win summore.&lt;br /&gt;zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;Freaking big throphy too. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aneway.. Not really a sudoku person, jus rmb-ing playing it with Cheng Hao almost every week last time. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my life.&lt;br /&gt;Wed, went for class. And had TPSU cup in the evening. Basketball and Captain's ball.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, seriously strained myslf. Lost touch holding the ball. zz.&lt;br /&gt;After that, I was like totally tired. But rushed out with Shah.. And Poof.. We were at Phuture.&lt;br /&gt;Tat night cost $15 bucks for me.&lt;br /&gt;was really tired. Went home and sleep and had to wake up for duty at JAE.&lt;br /&gt;JAE was not as fun as I tot.&lt;br /&gt;And tat, it was back to TPSU cup again. This time, it was with a totally sored body. Almost every muscle was aching. zz..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Lux put me aeroplane. HOR!&lt;br /&gt;Well, stress-ed out body, aching all over.&lt;br /&gt;Rested..&lt;br /&gt;Missed OrgComm again. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta write letter by mon. If not die.&lt;br /&gt;So I rest extra long. Left for sch in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Body was still aching mad. Did up proj.&lt;br /&gt;Won the Sudoku.&lt;br /&gt;Met Rinku peeps.&lt;br /&gt;Met Tkl. and suddenly we were off to club again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went phuture again.&lt;br /&gt;Shah, tkl and I. Hmm, 2nd time clubbing with Tkl, hmm.. quite good sia..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, met Xh there too. It was nice seeing old peeps after so long.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, tat nite was lousy cos of the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;Well, somehow planned for next fri already.. Jw is gonna book out : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, spoke to jw on the phone.. Hmmm, nice to know he is fine. Well, good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY.&lt;br /&gt;3pm liao. my life jus took a turn back onto the straighter route.&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, I am on the way to make my life straight and clear.&lt;br /&gt;By the weekend, I should know wat I want.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the memories, is what I say to you and you say to me and then you would also day to me and to me I would have been said to too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going supafly with Xh tonight. LOl..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1286606958316613138?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1286606958316613138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1286606958316613138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1286606958316613138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1286606958316613138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/well.html' title='I heard it so good'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7518052153742372682</id><published>2009-01-13T14:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T15:08:14.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Quirks.</title><content type='html'>well. Its a freaking Tues afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;There is no sch due to JAE.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, I am at home slacking away.&lt;br /&gt;Not sure wat to do with my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And about ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for sch, but class was 'cancelled'. Missed it instead.&lt;br /&gt;Left home for presentation. Cancelled too.&lt;br /&gt;Was like out already, so zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;Went to the bank, the freaking queue there was horrible, but understandable. Some weirdo Aunty was like 'Now Singaporeans time very presious one, still make us stand and queue like punishment'. zzzz&lt;br /&gt;SIAO Ar? CNY ma.. everyone wanna do their transactions.&lt;br /&gt;K, finally banked away the torn 10bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to town for lunch. Travelled abit here and there,, ended up at E-hub.&lt;br /&gt;Met Shah, Sy and Mj for movie. Somehow, it was veri fun sitting in SuperDog with them. Had alot to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;We watched OngBak2. Hmm, wat to say bout it sial. Alot of fighting, vri cool. But the freaking ending is like KNS sial. LOl, dunno wat. If you crystalize your tinking, maybe you  can bring him back to life.. FARK, there better be OngBak3 of it soon. And why is it even called OngBak2? The show is totally different from the first one, and the word ONGBAK didnt even take meaning in the movie.&lt;br /&gt;aneway.. its a nice, exciting enuf show. But watch if you haf nth better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. Today is gonna be a bore. Not sure wats there to do.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, prolly gonna collect my specs later. Otherwise, time is all I gotta spend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much sch this week, due to JAE. hohoho... Hope AMS does well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Who sial? Anehow tag on my board. I didnt know wats IMY so I replied hUh. lOl.&lt;br /&gt;Sua Ku enuf. then got MissElinaCHia to explain for me. Ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously should start packing my room.&lt;br /&gt;There's sth more I need to say sial, jus not at the top of my head now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for trying so hard but so little, I am jus nowhere. Everyweek, I get a little more, a little different. I need to know why and wat. Then will there be a stop and start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7518052153742372682?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7518052153742372682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7518052153742372682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7518052153742372682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7518052153742372682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/party-quirks.html' title='Party Quirks.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8909908602537024639</id><published>2009-01-11T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T20:31:58.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you watch Tv?</title><content type='html'>Well well.. Its a Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta blog bout my fabulous Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, Church.&lt;br /&gt;As of now, going to church is seriously the only tink that keeps my faith going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, I didnt go to work. There wasnt even work.&lt;br /&gt;And I didnt give schedule for next week, so next week prolly also no work.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, is tat bad?&lt;br /&gt;NOT! LOl, I got my bursary.. Two months dun work also like tat. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;However, its not the 1.6k which I imagined, its only 800bucks. Its still good money k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. As for today.&lt;br /&gt;I went for my 'oh-so-alone' Shopping Spree.&lt;br /&gt;Am I normal? as in, do guys do shopping sprees?&lt;br /&gt;Spent 700+ bucks. Its alot but its almost the usual when I do shopping.. So.... FARK WAT EVER YOU ARE TINKING! LOl&lt;br /&gt;Ok, the only difference this time is tat, today's trip was planned! b4, I usually walked and walked and then tadah... BAGS full or regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I tink that shopping is really a crime. LOl. Its like once start cannot stop, keeps on going and going.. Then buy buy buy, go home.. Regret.. Sooner or later Regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. Got myslf new specs, Pants.. And Shirts n some tees. Shoes, GOSH!! NO.. Caps and also a telephone for mama.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, really stupid to get shoes, like two pairs of it summore.. And one of it looks like the JackPurrel which I already haf. Zzzz. Since I bought shoes, there must be socks.. Zzzz and I still haf unopened ones. Nb, dumb sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, walked the whole of Suntec thru and fro three times, Marina twice. Zzz thats like dumb also.&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats tat for CNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tats so much for I wanna get. Well, till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my life.&lt;br /&gt;How come, how come.. When I hurt you, I'd end up getting hurt too.&lt;br /&gt;Are my feelings not meant to be place on others?&lt;br /&gt;Why is the risk nvr fruitful and that I am always ending as the loser of the game I play so well.&lt;br /&gt;I've read the books, played the game, saw it all and now, become a know it all. Yet, I am thee who falls.&lt;br /&gt;Fark la hor. Can jus tell me no? So that I can walk on.. I dun want to be lame.&lt;br /&gt;Rite now, I am required to move on, so please while I haf sumone to look forward to, lemme know that path walking straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, tomoro back to sch.&lt;br /&gt;As for now, going to get dinner from the ALL SO FAMOUS 'OLD AIRPORT RD HAWKER'.&lt;br /&gt;Its like famous till, you dunno means you sua ku: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, gonna watch the dancing show.. Hmm, play computer.. Blah blah.. do nth then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it the sky shines extra brightly tonight, may just start cleaning up my room.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8909908602537024639?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8909908602537024639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8909908602537024639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8909908602537024639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8909908602537024639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/did-you-watch-tv.html' title='Did you watch Tv?'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-9127014956068976839</id><published>2009-01-10T11:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T22:39:29.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YouTube-u-lous</title><content type='html'>Well. Its Sat afternoon. Sitting rite at home, supposed to be out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Past days were all bout OpenHouse.&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be in sch for OpenHouse, jus not sure wats up there thats interesting enuf.&lt;br /&gt;There is Jam&amp;amp;Hop. Guess its a big nono for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tink I wanna do some shopping. Like really get my specs and pants.&lt;br /&gt;Well, tats if I am bordered enuf to get outta home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so seriously,&lt;br /&gt;Life rite now, is so much of a jungle. Looking so filled, whole from the outside, while wats in it is but a uber mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok..&lt;br /&gt;Updated my profile. Thats to show how seriously bored I am rite now.&lt;br /&gt;Its a freaking Sat and I am at home doing nth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small talk bout this yr.&lt;br /&gt;Going 20 soon. WTF, seriously feeling kinda old now. The '2' really does give me a shake.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, as long as I would be.. Somehow the looks and the attitude dun follow in proper.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. Good eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bout rite now.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, playing Dota. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Eating Instand mee.. Maggie Soup.&lt;br /&gt;LOl. I made one with 2packets and 3eggs. Gosh. The whole bowl smells so eggy..&lt;br /&gt;Thats cos the eggs are going bad soon and so, jus TAO PIA.&lt;br /&gt;Throw everytink into my tummy, hope nth goes bad in it... LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note.&lt;br /&gt;Wo you na mer sia ren ma?&lt;br /&gt;Wei she mer hui you ren bu gan mian dui wo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It jus nonsensical that a person be so afraid of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-9127014956068976839?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/9127014956068976839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=9127014956068976839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/9127014956068976839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/9127014956068976839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/youtube-u-lous.html' title='YouTube-u-lous'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5570643244861005205</id><published>2009-01-08T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T20:34:31.119+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Com&apos;on and lets Dance.'/><title type='text'>I'm Good</title><content type='html'>Well. So much so for having spend my time well.&lt;br /&gt;I'm at home like doing nth waiting to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Might as well do some blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First IMPT notice, My life has now turn from 4 to 3 tops.&lt;br /&gt;But in actual fact its 1 on the list while 2 are nutz. However, nutz are jus too much to waste and thus, 3tops.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, really really really must start being a realist, try not to add more, even when temptation is so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Went sch on tues, had Rinku dinner and chilling session. Hmm, not sure fun or not, sumhow still cant manage to bond well with every1. Even today, still cant regconise Rinku ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had XingWan with Lux. Veri funny. As in You are veri FUNNY. You know? the 10inch flops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, aneway.. Missed sch on Wed. Due to uber lazy ass which kept giving myslf reasons to not get up and sumhow.. missed a whole days worth of activities. Hmm, Woke up, Stayed home..&lt;br /&gt;Well, at home.. I was so craving for IT.&lt;br /&gt;So I must have it, Which I had. My own slf-made MAGGI SOUP. YuMMEY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway.. I now know wat makes the most heavenly MaggiSoup. Gotta first beat one egg into the curry flavoured soup, and then add another egg half boiled into the soup. SLURP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OKOk. Met with Shah, went Phuture. Well, tat nite was seriously fun. Had alot of like stuff happening. Oh, almost wreck havoc.. And almost became the wreck later. Oh, so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Clubber is actually a word. (looked it up in Wiki) Like Whooaoooo... Still, I am not a clubber.&lt;br /&gt;Fri clubbing again, like seriously, must go ar? Gonna see how it goes, if nth to do might as well join in. Flava on Fri is usually packed like dogs sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ane Ane aneways..&lt;br /&gt;Today is the first dayof OpenHouse. Did I-guides duty. Had fun here and there, got bored into the day. Com'on lar, Bus Guide is fun k. Dun lemme do Bus Guide then ciao!&lt;br /&gt;Brought some kids from MSS to Tp. Well, not really a fun bunch.. But Hey, its the Guide tat matters : )&lt;br /&gt;Well, two more days of OpenHouse. Two more days of duty.&lt;br /&gt;Once tat is done, JAE comes and oh goes the stress-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok..&lt;br /&gt;Aneway. I've gt this bursary thingy.. Heard its like 1.6k LIKE WAH!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, not much, but rite now.. really good to hold some cash. I mean, its nvr bad to hold extra cash rite. So, there is this ceremory presentation which I am supposed to attend on sat to collect the bursary. Well, mom is supposed to go too.. Wonder if I should turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh..&lt;br /&gt;Jw is gonna go Ns already. Didnt gt to meet but hey, work it down man : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my frenz, see you guys soon. Its so awhile not seeing you peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well. when will the light shine brighter when it is already the bright of day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5570643244861005205?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5570643244861005205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5570643244861005205' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5570643244861005205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5570643244861005205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-good.html' title='I&apos;m Good'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5901251121203660432</id><published>2009-01-05T23:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:25:05.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh So Bored.</title><content type='html'>Well, since Im so Bored.&lt;br /&gt;Might as well blog bout to so many rubbish I want to blog bout, and after that.. If I am not tired and sleepy. Imma get myslf some MAGGI SOUP. Yummmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, last weekend was so-so..&lt;br /&gt;Worked.. BABW, Angie was on MC, 3 ppl were scheduled inplace of her. Thats totally dumb. Nth much happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched some movies..&lt;br /&gt;BedtimeStories. NICE NICE, was so funny.. Loads of laugh.&lt;br /&gt;College. Funny too, sickening also. Jus another version of American Pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nth much.. Except for some Experiences..&lt;br /&gt;K. I was taking cab home rite after sending Lux home rite,&lt;br /&gt;Then the Uncle said, 'Pa Tor ar'?&lt;br /&gt;I was like 'Huh, urr'!&lt;br /&gt;So before I answered, he like 'Diao Yu ar'? (means Fishing?)&lt;br /&gt;Then I "Urr... Mei You la, Shi Kan Xi' (Nope, watched movie)&lt;br /&gt;LOl... At that time, I unexpected acknowledged I went Paktor-ing.. Which I didnt lar, zz.. Aneway.. I waited for the Uncle to ask somemore ques so that I can clearify, But he jus stopped talking, so ya..&lt;br /&gt;On the road later, he kept doing this 'Reel down the window and HIAK!!!!!! And then PUI out the window.. Like so many times. Then he was like 'Xiao Di, Yao Chou Yan Ma'? *Tries to pass me a cig*&lt;br /&gt;SO I said 'Uncle, Wo Bu CHOU Yan".. Hohohoooo... Proud sia.&lt;br /&gt;He was like 'Ni Zai Du Shu ar"&lt;br /&gt;'Uh.. Yea, poly, Temasek Poly'&lt;br /&gt;Uncle says 'Oh hao hao, Du shu bu yao chou yan'.&lt;br /&gt;After that, He says 'Uncle Chou Yan hor'&lt;br /&gt;Wat to say!!! Of cos said ok. If not tell him 'uncle, i dun smoke, I dun wanna die early, plz dun smoke so tat I dun need to breath in your second hand smoke' meh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Wierd Experience..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I went to Chu Shi on Sun. Hmm, bored out. I was like alone, without my buddies.. Zz... Tian and Benoni are playing mia while I had to go back. Sianzerlogy..&lt;br /&gt;But so far so good, going back and help out is not tat horrible, time is spent learning more bout wat I actually do there, learning more each time. Sleeping alot too thou..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCH. well, sch this week is bad.. Like go sch dunno for wat. Whole day learnt nth. Zzz.. Except for reading newspaper at library..&lt;br /&gt;And wed, got submission due, but too lazy to do. !!!! Arrghhh.. Music is weird, ask me to listen music and rite reflection, like sub wat I hear into words. So exciting!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new year..&lt;br /&gt;Started off smooth, cos it started off slow.. So not my type. Days are spent almost meaninglessly in sch.. Although JAE period is up and so much is at stake for AMS, the rush jus isnt kicking in for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anehow, RINKU outing tomoro, not sure if I really wanna go. zzz Venos Outing on Wed.. also not sure yet.&lt;br /&gt;TIME is slow on the roads of life, but running out for me in the insights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some ANSWERS. Provided by you and you.. Or would you like to answer them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5901251121203660432?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5901251121203660432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5901251121203660432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5901251121203660432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5901251121203660432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/oh-so-bored.html' title='Oh So Bored.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6896874902258695354</id><published>2009-01-01T19:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T02:27:31.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My holidays as it went.</title><content type='html'>Ok. Not gonna blog bout every day of it.&lt;br /&gt;Jus wat it made of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays passed, and so much has changed. More stress, much more busier.&lt;br /&gt;Life for me, is so much more complicated. I jus want it to be less of a mess, but I've it is jus so troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;Clubbing is not so fun anemore. Is it my turn to haf enuf of it?&lt;br /&gt;Had OTc/w and made so many more frenz. So many more outings to come.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas came and went. Haven really been a good Catholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw. Missed Last Week's Don't Forget The Lyrics. The epi with TPSU in it. Oh.. To bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, HappyNewYear to the world : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise, that everynite b4 sleepin, I get slient time to tink of my probs and woes. Thats totally bad, it makes me sad. I need lesser of such times cos it makes me feel the pinch of reality. zzz&lt;br /&gt;However, its like drinking greentea. Cos when the horrid drink tastes bad, drinking it will eventually make one feel better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and.. I need to know, Are you the One?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6896874902258695354?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6896874902258695354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6896874902258695354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6896874902258695354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6896874902258695354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/my-holidays-as-it-went.html' title='My holidays as it went.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8831127577736320717</id><published>2009-01-01T19:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:38:21.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year. Old life.</title><content type='html'>Today, is the 1st of Jan 2009.&lt;br /&gt;DAy 1 of the new year, new stuffs happening.. But for me, nths changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So wat I did this week.&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Sch started new term. After sch went down to Chup Lao for Chu Shi.&lt;br /&gt;There was a new Dragon.. Sth up was tat, I only saw a handful of peeps that I knew while the rest were outsiders. Hmmm.....&lt;br /&gt;After it was done, went to St James. Met Shen, Jr and Robin. LOl, funny peeps. BUt t was really amusing for me too. So it was like, I danced and suddenly every1 was looking. BUt worst, ppl started pointing fingers at me, like they knew me. zzzz I stopped dancing sial.&lt;br /&gt;Then some1 tod me they were from Mss. LOL, they must be tinking 'Wah, Mr Tan also come this kinda place.. Somemore like Pro'. LOL..&lt;br /&gt;OK, otherwise the club was not fun... But with those dudes, it surely was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;SCh? Practically went for an hr. Surfed the internet and checked test paper then done for sch.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, went down to Cine. Met with Lx for dinner and movie.&lt;br /&gt;Had the dunno wat to eat, not my type of food. XinWang is still the better.&lt;br /&gt;Watched Yes Man. really funny, laughing the hell away at some parts, but the show at a point was jus kinda too draggy. Ok, nice show.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. The arcade sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Tickling is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. I owe Lx $$.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Lx is a noob.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. So many movie nvr watched.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Escape nvr go.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. Noob Noob Noob : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okook..&lt;br /&gt;Wed. New Yr's eve.&lt;br /&gt;KNN. Tot sch started at 9am. I reached sch and found out 10 am then start. far KING tuLAN. LOL. So I went to haf breakfast on my own. Of cos I walked straight to my MAggi Soup. KKNNN.. No maggi SOup, dunno why. Ate rice instead, cos got Asam Pedas. SLURP!&lt;br /&gt;Ok, class came and went. Went home sleep. Well, it almost became my new year eve celebration.&lt;br /&gt;At nite, went to meet Shah and XH at Phuture. Wah lao eh, new year eve celebration cost $38 bucks. zzz. Oh, I was not really celebrating mode, no feeling for countdown also.&lt;br /&gt;I was in shorts and wahhh... Almost every other guy wore jeans. zzzz. Heng the bouncer see me hansome, let me in. LOl. That nite, at most 5 guys wore shorts.&lt;br /&gt;Oh aneway.. Had alot of free drinks, like 8.. Worth it for the $38. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;PArtied away, met ppl who knew me whom I didnt. Met some really crazy ppl. A slightly more than Ok nite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so..&lt;br /&gt;New Year Day. Thurs.&lt;br /&gt;Slept thru the day. Nite time nth to do, wanna go out to at least be OUT. zzz. But I gotta stay home, got submission tomoro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8831127577736320717?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8831127577736320717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8831127577736320717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8831127577736320717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8831127577736320717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-year-old-life.html' title='New Year. Old life.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-7250570418002192663</id><published>2008-12-28T19:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T20:01:57.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I STILL HAVEN THROW AWAY THE PLASTIC BAG.'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALAMAK'/><title type='text'>So its like,</title><content type='html'>Okok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So SAT rite.&lt;br /&gt;Went to ECP. Met up with Rinku for our first outing. Hmmm, good turn up rate. Hope tat all will cont turning up.&lt;br /&gt;Did some blading, played card, sing song talk cok play mahjong.. (ok, actually jus the first two)&lt;br /&gt;Stayed till dinner time.. Got to know a few more peeps, still so many more to go. After tat, choing home and out again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PowerHouse. Hmm, first time there and a Sat and it was SupaFly.&lt;br /&gt;The Songs were okok, the Dj's mix was not bad. However, there was this constant moment of dead air. And tat sucks. zzz. Otherwise, Power House is really nice. Till date all my experiences there are really similar remembrance to MoS. Its like so last time, even the crowd there.&lt;br /&gt;Met alot of ppl there, and some to sensitive to mention. So, shall mention none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, today. Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Slept thru the day. Woke up for church. Felt like it wasn't enuf rest. Hmmm, too exhuasted ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Went to 6pm mass, nth much happened and I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now in my room, not supposed to be disturbing the peace at home. So I gotta try and stay in my room the whole nite, unless I've gt sth to do outside. But No, my sundays are always so exciting at home tat I always blog about it. Hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I haf decided to keep myslf entertained by watch the whole series of Shao Nian Zhang San Feng. Hahhahaah.. And Stuff myslf with the veri nice to eat PAOs which Yiyi bought. and tat would be my dinner cos I am too lazy to go get food.&lt;br /&gt;Arrrhhhhghgh, Igot craving for Tao Suan. LOL. and I wanna eat MeeTaiMak with alot of small red chilli. Ohohoh, and Fried Chix wings and BBq Chix wings. WaHHkAO, BUT I am too lazy. Neh NEh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now for the rubbish happening in my life. How ar?&lt;br /&gt;Sch is starting tomoro. I'm gonna really try hard this sem. Really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, tomoro got chu Dragon. Been awhile since I was there, gonna helpout aneways. Hmm, come to tink of it. MacPherson (as in the Troupe) has given me so much, learn and see, memories and sights. So when I heard the words 'ni ke yi bu jian ren,ke shi wo men dua di zi, ni yi ding yao zai'. To myslf and all out of them, Ok la.. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, there is power house event tomoro. Somehow, I wanna go. Cos its fun with those dudes. LOl. Well, we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-7250570418002192663?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/7250570418002192663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=7250570418002192663' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7250570418002192663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/7250570418002192663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-its-like_28.html' title='So its like,'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1587370056274197599</id><published>2008-12-26T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:27:10.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrrghh..</title><content type='html'>Wat haf I done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope for none of this, to you, to me, to aneone. Sorry and I hope for forgiveness if you ever see this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf so mistakenly hurt you.&lt;br /&gt;I am sucha fool, an ass rather, to treat you so. But please, for all thats worth, I am Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Words come to me as,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haf wat others want,&lt;br /&gt;Lived as other wished.&lt;br /&gt;Yet if you were given all of it, like me, we'd hope to throw all back.&lt;br /&gt;I haf becomed a disappointment, a sad story made up of my doings.&lt;br /&gt;So if you were me, is being Thankful or Sorry the rite answer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1587370056274197599?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1587370056274197599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1587370056274197599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1587370056274197599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1587370056274197599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/arrrghh.html' title='Arrrghh..'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4327049642768442087</id><published>2008-12-26T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T23:20:20.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>So its like..</title><content type='html'>Ok. I haven got much to blog bout except..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was somewhere a few days back, dunno where. Then I saw this Bus with an Ad pasted on it, but whoooo, I was like I want 'TAT'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Magnum Ad. Its new IceCream. Its a White Choc Flavour IceCream. And so I told myself tat I was going to EAT that the moment I see it and then BLOG about my exp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I finished work (nth much happened except for 2new staffs, blog bout tat another time) and went home, and when I alighted at the bus stop. I saw the 7-11 and wanted to grab some food. So.. Walk walk walk, and rite outside I saw the IceCream box with all the many many icecream in it. TaDah, White Choc IceCream in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Paid and walked home eating it. Hmm, wat about it? Nth le.. Its got a White Choc coating over it, and it was jus IceCream lo. Quite sweet, normal normal, unless you are Choc Siao or Icecream SIao, otherwise not much.&lt;br /&gt;So, walking home I felt unsatisfied. IceCream lehhhh, supposed to be my fix and make me happy, but NO! Okok, I should not expect too much from some frozen cream on a stick, so I tot "Hiya, nvm nvm.. Its jus $3.90 ma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NBCB... I tot next, I TIO BOMB LIAO. $3.90 le, tats like $4 bucks lehhh... WTF, I freaking paid $4 for this stupid stick! Alamak, how come I eat so much liao then realise! CB... I could haf gotten myslf good food from the Hawker for like $3 and I freaking paid $1 more for the cream! ZZzzzz Wat a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating, I had to console myslf for doing that freaking purchase on impluse. SO i tot, 'eh, White Choc leh.. Must pay abit more mah." I looked at the IceCream and "WAH, NBCB !#%!$%$*!*".. Magnum Farked up sia. LOl&lt;br /&gt;They had this printing like a trademark on the end of the stick where I was holding.. I tot, EH.. The moment I bought it, I took it and covered the printing and when I finish eat, Imma throw it away.. They print it there for F***? Wah Kao.. No wonder $4. Less the printing could be like $3.50 la, (cos tat would mean less printing cos and branding cos on the stick).. WAHHHH, TU LAN CAN!!&lt;br /&gt;They purposely one lo, print that thingy there, so that ppl who buy it whould tio scam, and that hope that the victims (me) would go home and blog about it and give them free advestisment. LOL.. Knn, they really pissed my off. Dunno why, I expected so much and hurrrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Hiya, well.. I really am not a fan of icecream from the icecream Box.. At most the 70c, 80c ones can satisfy jus fine.. Otherwise, it'd be B&amp;amp;J.. Nvvr Nvrr those stupid $3, $4 wraped up nicely in packing in order to scam ppl ones ever again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOl. So much for my experience. Stopping for now. My Spagetti from the oven already stop calling liao lo, I tink must reheat ler. Zzzz..&lt;br /&gt;For now, back to Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabar.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wanna blog bout my holis, but since its not over.. Gonna wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4327049642768442087?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4327049642768442087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4327049642768442087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4327049642768442087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4327049642768442087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-its-like.html' title='So its like..'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8823678261655795998</id><published>2008-12-25T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:32:33.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vous Le Vous</title><content type='html'>So its very much bout Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'll start from Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Didnt do much in the day, woke up late and went to watch IpMan. Not bad really, exciting and interesting. Nice watch, Lol..&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Shen, Jw. Went to Zouk.&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest there and had some fun, dancing away..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate 126 with the peeps and i would like to say sorry. My bad.&lt;br /&gt;To whom I apologize to will know once read, so dun border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tues. At  home. GoodJob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wed. Went to meet Jw, Wy, Ks, Yl, Xd and Serene.&lt;br /&gt;Lol, and our Christmas Eve Celebration plan. A nite a Night Safari. Whoooooohoo..&lt;br /&gt;Its not a bad idea really. But hmm, 32bucks leh..&lt;br /&gt;So we went around for like 1and a half hour, then we were done. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But hey, for that time spent with the guys there, I'd willingly pay for such memories.&lt;br /&gt;It was really fun watching the Lion, shouting so weirdly.. I guess if that was how lions roared, most us haf been duped forever. Lol, it sounded like a pig ranting away lar.&lt;br /&gt;Also, the leopard encounter was nice, practically centimeters away. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But But But, nth beats the mangrove bats, n Jw. The king liao. And no one will everforget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However ever ever, for wat I nvr exppected, so much laughter dissolved so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;Tragedy happened, but it wasnt. I was wronged but I felt so bad. zzz. Why the world so blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we headed to EastCoast next, but reaching there it was like 12am and so.. I decided to leave for MidnightMass. Hmm, it was the peace I needed I guess. Somewhere away from thoughts, but to whether it helped.. Hmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met the rest down at ECP and some of them drank while the rest of us chilled big time.&lt;br /&gt;And so, tat was our Christmas Eve Celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today. Christmas day.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, woke up and went to work. Lol. BABW.&lt;br /&gt;I was totally not in the mood to work, kept tinking of wanting to leave early so that I can rush back home for dinner. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;I didnt do much at work, but it was super busy and messy.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, couldnt get the logcake and went home late. Zzzz.. Everyone had dinner, and I was left to eat alone. Ok, its my fault and nth to add.. But wat a Christmas Dinner ALONE. HAhaa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much so much.. Holidays almost over and I've done NT ENUF. zzz&lt;br /&gt;Working tomoro, totally sian again. Jus wanna meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And rite now, whos to help whos to not?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8823678261655795998?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8823678261655795998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8823678261655795998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8823678261655795998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8823678261655795998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/vous-le-vous.html' title='Vous Le Vous'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-8146280144981622266</id><published>2008-12-21T20:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:20:05.522+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part 2: Here We Gooo!</title><content type='html'>So here's part two of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Back from church and the Highlight, I puked in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was like, Coughing and Coughing.. and sial la, I wanted to let out this super big cough so I went outside, and TaDah.. Blaaaggghhh, I puked a mix of instant noodles plus Milk Tea plus egg, and a whole load of mucus. Yukes. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my theory is that, my 'shit container' is too full from 3plus days worth of digestion, and so the food I consumed jus now was jus too much to contain. Instead of going down, since its stuck.. it went up! Rite? How smart?&lt;br /&gt;LOl.. Or..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm jus sick.&lt;br /&gt;This yr is really horrible and puking is the sign where my condition starts to get worst. Its like, normal flu... then bad flu.. then horrid flu.. Then PUKE.. next moment, SERIOUSLY sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really weak this yr, esp weak. Getting sick (fever till jialat kinda sick hor) so frequently.. I'm not a pussy who gets a lil down and complains tat I am sick! I can tahan, but it always becomes veri bad leh.. This yr already puke like 7, 8 times.. Common, stop wasting food and water can anot! LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, another tot. This yr, I finished 2pack of Panadol for flu, 1pack of losenges and another pack of normal panadol already. And I'm on Febs and Panadol Extra rite now. Zzz... Its like a bit wtf, but sick ma.. Panadol is good stuff but over taking is really lousy stuff. So, plz ar, I cant get sick, if not panadol siao again!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, btw.. Caffine is an active ingredient in most panadols except normal panadol. Tats cos it is a lesser effective subsitute for paracetamol. So the max that one can take is 500mg, and the rest can only be Caffine..&lt;br /&gt;Thus, Caffine which is Found in COKE is like proving my point that COKETASTELIKEPOISON. Cos you know, tat means COKE is a drug, since there is caffine. Its a freaking DRUG.. And even if it is a good drug, its still a FRRAKING drug and consuming it will eventually kill you.&lt;br /&gt;LOL.. THANKS for believing me : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well. IF you read and tink ' WTF is Ryan trying to do, blogging bout SHIT and rubbish.. Zz.z'&lt;br /&gt;Should he be blogging bout his life and other events?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zzzz.. And to explain.&lt;br /&gt;I was jus tinkin, if I blogged bout my probs, and whinned bout how much suffering I am in.. No one would really understand, COs I'm too chim. So why not blog bout stuff that everyone can understand, can visualize and imagine! That would lead to understanding how it feels also rite..&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. I jus wanna make it easier for readers.&lt;br /&gt;Good eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, okok.. Sth more normal from my life.&lt;br /&gt;Almost done with Heroes Season3. zzz.. Compared to Season 1, 2. S3 is really not enuf man.. Even Sy says so. Gosh, its so predictable and everything jus happened and ended. Now gotta wait for Season4. And dunno how long it'll take to release, it better be good if not the sure lose appeal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-8146280144981622266?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/8146280144981622266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=8146280144981622266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8146280144981622266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/8146280144981622266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/part-2-here-we-gooo.html' title='Part 2: Here We Gooo!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-4886927923415446331</id><published>2008-12-21T14:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T17:19:10.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTC/W.. Now here we Gooo!</title><content type='html'>Today's Sun, gonna be a boring day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planned to sleep thru and wake up for church. Gonna for Church later, and then... Nth to do.&lt;br /&gt;Had a veri veri much needed rest, OTC ended and whooooo, almost fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rinku Rinku is so cool.. Rinku Rinku is my group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had alot of fun in Rinku.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the ppl are fun, Gls maaa, sure interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Nth much much to mention bout the camp, jus wanna get to know more of then peeps in Rinku.&lt;br /&gt;Outing Outings soon, and Chalet and blah blah blah, oh and MASS outing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really Really needa recuperate by tonight, got a whole new week ahead of me, including Christmas and Club. Hooohoohoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. Wat to say ar?&lt;br /&gt;Feeling bored rite now, feeling free, but still.&lt;br /&gt;Its good tat probs haven flowed back into my head, but tat loses my chance to move on. Zzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.&lt;br /&gt;The Most impt must blog event of the camp till now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE 4DAYS(including toay) WORTH OF SHIT in MY TUMMY.. WHoooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why sia, no feel to wanna shit. Hmmm, so much carbo (rice) yet nth comes out. Oh, and plus one nite of Buffet. Wah Piang, i tink my digestive juices too power. Suck everytink clean. Hohoho.. Maybe Im still growing. LOL. Maybe jus my tummy. Zz&lt;br /&gt;Well, hope tat the two lil bananas I'm stuffing down along with TomYum Instant Noodles plus Egg will work and rumble down my tummy. I wanna SHIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Been working veri Lil lately. Why dun gomme more schdule? Fark, like tat how to choing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-4886927923415446331?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/4886927923415446331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=4886927923415446331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4886927923415446331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/4886927923415446331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/otcw-now-here-we-gooo.html' title='OTC/W.. Now here we Gooo!'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-5275618837513351509</id><published>2008-12-18T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T23:32:12.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why when would we</title><content type='html'>So this is how tinks go, for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking stuff one step at a time rite now, so come wat may.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Jus dun bombard me all at once, I cant swallow so much.. No matter how I try, I can nvr get it all rite, so the ques is.. Who should I give a wrong ans and then make the other rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now time after time, looking thru all I can forsee, I am FARKING PISSED OFF cos I cant freaking decide when I dunno wat is better. YOU la, make me so Confused... And being confused makes me PISSED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again, I would like to announce tat I am SO FREAKIN PISSED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 1 of OTC/W has ended, shall blog about it whens its done. Rite now at Shah's place after Day1 workshop, tomro will be the camp stayover. YEaayaaa&lt;br /&gt;Gonna crash soon, Sy Shah and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-5275618837513351509?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/5275618837513351509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=5275618837513351509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5275618837513351509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/5275618837513351509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-when-would-we.html' title='Why when would we'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1938526581207400315</id><published>2008-12-17T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T01:07:53.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done! Done! don-doneeee</title><content type='html'>Well, nths done yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point to note in my life. For the past 8 days, I went to club 6times. Uber crazy. Tonight supposed to go again, but didnt.. Wanted to go, no one to go with.&lt;br /&gt;Well, one would say I club-bing siao. Cos I choing so much. I dun tink so, i dun feel tat I am a choingster. I jus need to escape all my probs, jus to stop tinking properly and jump outta reality for awhile. Then again, who the hell clubs so much and is not a choingster. Zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk bout the past.&lt;br /&gt;On Sun.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up super late, went to mama's place. Played abit of Mahjong with the kids and I brought Eldrin to Church for Mass.. Haha, I like adult sia, he became my responsibility and I brought him back to mama's place after church. Okok, played summore and went home to meet Shah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was gonna be a boring nite, luckily Shah and I met up. Went to town for movie.&lt;br /&gt;Okok, we ate at this SteakHouse, its notbad.. Good steak, but next time go for portion not for looks. Hmm, we shared this seafood platter and hohoho, there was escargo(snail) which Shah was so gayboy afraid of it. Its was GOOD food, and of cos.. Ex Food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. we watched Twilight. Nice show bodoh. LOL, cool and exciting.. The lovey lovey part, not normal, cant understand. But still, its good and must watch.&lt;br /&gt;Got home and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mon.&lt;br /&gt;Since it was such a nice show, watched Twilight Twice. Gd Job. Thanks ar.&lt;br /&gt;Met Jw Ks and Veron at nite.. Went Home. Met Qf and group after tat. Hmm, there were so lil ppl, but it was fun. Had alot of  dancing. Oh, remus was there too, Hhohooh..&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, it was fun with the bunch of us, The ending show was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, went home. And&lt;br /&gt;Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up for work. BABW. Whooooo... Soooo long since I worked and so it was not too bad, still got some skills. Hahhaha, it was stock day, and wahh... fierce. Did alot of packing. Build like 3 or 4 bears.&lt;br /&gt;Aftertat, met with Lux for dinner. Did some shopping, lousy shopper la. didnt even buy anetink. Hhaahah.. Nvr ever buy stuff for picky ppl, for they do not understand appreciation.. tatswat I learn. Oh,maybe chess set will do the trick.&lt;br /&gt;Had Azabu sabo, not bad not bad.. Jus tat I totally was sad, their mango not ripe, so disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, went to meet the rest at Play. Hmmm, tat nite, not really fun not really bored.&lt;br /&gt;I felt different, cos I started to see..&lt;br /&gt;I saw, filth. Vile. And all disgusted by the pure.&lt;br /&gt;Yet so many do not see, realise, let along understand.&lt;br /&gt;We may look like, talk like, act like dirt.&lt;br /&gt;But we are not, we are of superiority. For we live life, and know of sweetness beyond wat such low-lifes will nv taste.&lt;br /&gt;Thus is the world unfair. Wat cannot be changed is wasted and forgone.&lt;br /&gt;Thou that change is all luck, and by faith should stay cleanse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya, why are kids so dumb? (and I was saying kids are getting smarter some post back)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, shit happens and Today..&lt;br /&gt;BABW. Not bad, jus tat my pay tio cut cos I was late 5mins, CB... TooLan lar. Si BEH TOO LAN. k, aneway.. Tomoro forget liao. Finished work and stuff ran thru my mind, I know shit too well, but when shit happens, I can only look at it fall..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and I forgot wher I saw it, but ppl who shit on you may not be the baddy, and ppl who get you out of shit may not always be good. If you understand and appreciate, you are lost. For its too true, yett to impossible. Cos we are human, veri fragile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok.. Enuf of being too lame, I need to get out of shit.. A whole load of it, coming at me. I cant wait till all theseis over, so that someone else can shit on me, and make me go revolving on life again.&lt;br /&gt;Its OTC soon. I cant wait.. but gotta wait, haven packed.. Lazy to pack. Hiya, really need a good OTC. Help me escape all my probs again, till I'm done then make me face some of it again, hoping I get outta some. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, randomness of the day.&lt;br /&gt;There is no such tink as ClubBING.. club is club, no BING.. not Eng.. But canunderstand can already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ur, and when I say shit.. Plz dun be a dumb ass and laugh off tinking it really refers to SHIT, like dung produced as waste by our magnificient human body, digestive system.&lt;br /&gt;I means stuff like, problems, tough times and difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hiya, there's so much running thru myhead, so much tat I wanna blog.. So much pity for the world. But I jus cant entangle it outta my CORKEd up mind. zzzzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for frenz, all I haf. Thanks and this is to you. my only drug for my probs. But being a druggy on frenz should be good huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the Farktards that are rubbish to me, jus beat it and die can?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1938526581207400315?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1938526581207400315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1938526581207400315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1938526581207400315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1938526581207400315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/done-done-don-doneeee.html' title='Done! Done! don-doneeee'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-6585327656755433243</id><published>2008-12-13T21:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:47:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why would you say so.</title><content type='html'>Well, well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays already, feels like a normal weekend..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to do my hair with Shah on Fri. We went to Funan, Kimage sch.. Its a super long time there like 4over hrs. Shah's hair is now White, mine is highlighted with red.. Jus a patch over my fringe. wanna get more done, its nice.. Jus too lil..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home, got ready and met with Shah, Xh and Zh.. went to StJames, it was supposed to be free, but cos of some event, we had to pay cover charge. Aneway, went in and OH my WAnowf aejklfboabewjabpajoa.... It was not RnB nite.. Instead it was trance and Electro. Sian can, we were so not every much in the mood. We kinda like tried to enjoy, but sry ar... Not tonight. Gave up and we went off for a movie. LOl.&lt;br /&gt;K, headed down to Cine, watched The day the Earth stood still. Starting was still interesting, but fell asleep lar, piang. missed the whole sec half and woke up for the titles.. Great.&lt;br /&gt;Well, heard them say that the show wasnt tat great, so not too bad still..&lt;br /&gt;Okok,, nvr ever go for a movie after drinking and wasting energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, took some pics and gosh, I tink i look like a girl sial. Dunno why so many different views, I somehow tink i look like a damn cute girl. LOL.. K, WATEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneways. Woke up, today's been boring. Returned to Majhong table and set.. So peeps, no more Mahjong at my place. Zzz. Plz do jio me play k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Mama's place. Saw all the kids. And one new Baby, tinks she's XiaoYiyi's newborn. Hmmm, been tat long since I've seen them. Aneway, played and enjoyed.. I'm like 19 and still playing a fool with them, well, i'll nvr wanna grow up with them around. LOl..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, HarryPotter and the prisoner of Askaban is showing now.. Waiting to watch part 2 later, now got news! zZzz.. And ar, cant believe I cant rmb every tink in the show sial. Even thou the visual part is unxpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I wanna go St James again. Its like wasted lar. And club with them agin. LOl. MaChiam Nvr club.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Btw, I tink i very no life sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, bout this fren of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Veri Veri Veri NICE.&lt;br /&gt;Quite weird, cos of all her impressions of me. Somehow humors me.&lt;br /&gt;well, very interesting cos stuffs happen as thou in a drama.&lt;br /&gt;Walks in a sad life, yet masked up so much.&lt;br /&gt;Yet to cont, got more to say.. But I will stop here first, cos she write veri little bout me, not fair if I post too much. LOl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-6585327656755433243?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/6585327656755433243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=6585327656755433243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6585327656755433243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/6585327656755433243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/well-well.html' title='Why would you say so.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-1713458146872220481</id><published>2008-12-11T21:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T21:57:12.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back, cos yall are so stupid.</title><content type='html'>The title means nth. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am supposed to be studying. I cant be bordered, seems simple, jus hope wat I got is enuf, too lazzy to cont.. So I'm here blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The past 4 days was done w/o Internet at home, survived in sch.. Well, since its back cos of Singtel prob, not my family fault. Mio Sucks, Ok, Singnet is the prob, but Singtel also Sucks, Nb... Singtel can fark off man. Oh, its nokia also. Nb to all of it lar, waste of shit time and money.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneway. aneway.. Imma blog a lil more since its so boring, Oh.. watching XiaoNiangRer also. 'Huan Wo Zi Tang'!!!! I wan a long name also, like 'Ryan Loves Zi Tang'.. LOl.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright, somehow, Kids are getting smarter these days.. Why I tink so, Jus feel tt it is somehow. Well, my theory is that, even if you are dumb.. One would nvr lose sight of FACE! Thus, the need to ACT even if unnatural. However, the Natural human Phenomenon to Learn and Adapt, does cause a dumb dumb to improve to a SmartLooking dumb dumb. Its not too bad cos tats all there is to it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Otherwise, there are still so many not so clever kids, irritants who haf to out grow themselves b4 they die of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aneways, I'm knida referring to intelligence, not really books smart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hiya, bo liao sia, blog bout this kinda stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Renewed my Relief Teacher tingy, gonna last me till dec09. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Whooo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rite now.&lt;br /&gt;My tots are very distracted by hopes and wishes. I haf no idea wat to do with my life, although words make full meaning, deceict is all that works for me. Not many are happy, I'm not.. But watever, jus wanna fark every thing and haf fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278529778123223810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SUEa3clbMwI/AAAAAAAAANc/sjSmq9JyopU/s400/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B'dae cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278529768549220722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SUEa246zgXI/AAAAAAAAANU/qlLtnyywqXY/s400/Picture+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me. Rachel and Remus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-1713458146872220481?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/1713458146872220481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=1713458146872220481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1713458146872220481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/1713458146872220481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-cos-yall-are-so-stupid.html' title='I&apos;m back, cos yall are so stupid.'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SUEa3clbMwI/AAAAAAAAANc/sjSmq9JyopU/s72-c/Picture+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2482501611128244420</id><published>2008-12-11T16:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T16:58:12.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='but knowing the truth Hurts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='There is so much more to know'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='are you game to get hurt?'/><title type='text'>Learning: The guy who switches off my Phone</title><content type='html'>Well well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All bout my Birthday day.&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, supposed to be a nice, at least enjoyable one.. Cos I actually had two ladies on my sides on the dot of my birthday, oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crashed the whole nite thru at Jm's place, woke up, went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out and study. But sis got cake and dinner to celebrate at home, so I ended up studying at home.&lt;br /&gt;Internet was down since tat day. So at least one less distraction. The others, my bed and Tv, Worked super well, immediately took in the tempt and swept from my notes. LOl.. Did enuf revision thou.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, it was kinda like the only other tink I'd do in my room, Studying! And I tink its the second time Im doing tat, previously it was O levels. And the table usually is not fit for studying, cos it kinda jus belongs to Remus and his mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, the 3rd, maybe 4th dinner at home together this yr. We had Katong Laksa!!! OOOOOoo, super crave. After tat, had a choc cake from Chocz. OOoooo Not bad sial, I tink the only choc cake I'd not say No to.&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it was back to study in front of the Tv for tests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many thx to the many ppl who greeted with wished. But one was jus mentionable. Si beh Jia Lat. Its like 'dun say dun haf, Happy Birthday'. Wahhhhhhh, dunno why.. I didnt get pissed, jus glad. Aneway, Im jus making myslf pissed cos I should be, so act lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Done with 3papers, One more to go.. Till two weeks of Holis. Hmm, jus hoping to get some rest and relax time. Gonna start studying the last paper soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I really am disappionted for giving in to vices so easily.. But one on hand, it seems nth near a vice when some1 askes me out. Esp Jw rite, hell no I'd say No : )&lt;br /&gt;So, I did wat I couldnt believe but still so easily did! Went with Jw to Gotham, X-rated. Wasnt exactly fun, we jus wanted to be there, to deal with Lians.&lt;br /&gt;But so happened we saw Robin and Group. Been long since I saw them.. Quite fun, those boys! LOl.. Look so much like us b4, prolly walking was we walked b4. Oh, Remus was there too, finally doing sth I'd consider growing Up. Hahah.. Which is good.&lt;br /&gt;The freaking shit event ended at 2.30. Coolness.&lt;br /&gt;Aneway, fun with their group is not too bad, looking forward for more. Freaking fun with tat bunch of Kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make all of this sound logical, I ended up in PowerHouse last night. With Elina, Penny and her Bf. Penny and Bf left at 1.30. too Cool. It was us left, not too bad a nite. The Dj was good, althouth the beats were different, I tink I can change foots anytime and become Powerhouse freak anetime man.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, somehow.. Powerhouse seemed like a very civilized place, nth like Phuture or whereeva. Its really neat and the crowd seems jus a lil too nice. Hahahaa.. Its good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My frenz My frenz, when trouble comes for us, we face it tgt. But when one of us become wat seems trouble, do we take sides and run? I enjoy so much of wat not, would you stand on the other side?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, as for now.. Help is far from reach and we jus wanna be a lil safe, you you you.. are you gonna take a new step away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2482501611128244420?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2482501611128244420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2482501611128244420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2482501611128244420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2482501611128244420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/learning-guy-who-switches-off-my-phone.html' title='Learning: The guy who switches off my Phone'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8434782019288496900.post-2865814935240182326</id><published>2008-12-09T11:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T11:28:54.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunno why Im here</title><content type='html'>Well. I am basically bored.. In Tp's library rite now, blogging!! WTF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im also looking at other ppl's blogs and doing lame stuff. Bored ma, after 1st paper, still early in the morning, lazy to study... Lazy to take out lappy too. So jus use library com lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if I saw sumone else doing wat Im doing now, I'd sure tink of that person 'NB, at home no com ar? Use sch com do this kinda stuff'... LOl, tats kinda how I feel rite now. But, Fark it lar k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea... Been noticing sth bout my blog too. And I dun like it. I haf been using alot of Singlish, as in abit too much. See already like no education! Like, 'sial'... too frequently used!&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've been spotting alot of Eng errors, like spelling and stuffs.. Well, thats not me, cos I am supposed to be excellent in ENG!!! LOL. But type to fast, and also nvr read back... So nvr notice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, since I pointed it out, Imma change it. From now on.. Those previous ones which you find bordersome.. Live with it, you can understand can liao, dun understand.. Try to understand, still dun understand.. Fark it. I understand can liao! Heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Gonna stop first.. cont later when I use my own LT... Less ashamed to blog. hhaahha&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Its like, Im out and using the com cos my Internet at home is DOWN! Thurs then back online.. Knn, stupid Mio.. could it be what the guys say been true? Mio really sucks. ALAMAK.. Or maybe someone jus caused the disconnection while fixing back the com after repainting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW. My home is Orange in colour now.. Used to be yellow, now totally Orange. actually no diff lar.. But its supposed to be 'candle light'... Sounds more classy, more expensive, COsting My Mom MORE $$.. So lame, oragne say orange lar, Thx to stupid marketing tactics and re-naming, make my mom Pay $$$. K, its nice and I gotta live with it, unless I repiant on my own!!! Like I ever would. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okok, really cont later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8434782019288496900-2865814935240182326?l=coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/feeds/2865814935240182326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8434782019288496900&amp;postID=2865814935240182326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2865814935240182326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8434782019288496900/posts/default/2865814935240182326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coketastelikepoison.blogspot.com/2008/12/dunno-why-im-here.html' title='Dunno why Im here'/><author><name>coketastelikepoison</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18113815413474415524</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y1DQJgXGEHQ/SLOfBTd-S8I/AAAAAAAAAJA/qP6k-0C4ZvM/S220/Image036.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
