<?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-3349209900079909009</id><updated>2012-01-23T09:00:19.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangalahdash-shh</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>105</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5097088860761398407</id><published>2010-03-02T01:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T01:23:00.849-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not blogging liaos . Tataa .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5097088860761398407?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5097088860761398407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5097088860761398407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5097088860761398407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5097088860761398407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2010/03/not-blogging-liaos.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1209736329953174059</id><published>2009-10-02T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T10:27:54.328-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Again, again and again.</title><content type='html'>Yeah, new blogskin. It suck. Give me comments @ my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;I have a large space ontop. I have no idea what to put there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: My blogskin looks ugly in internet explorer. Internet explorer is so 1990. Download Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Posts getting shorter and shorter until can say is a post already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt; After Revamping my blogskin it still looks ugly in internet explorer ): &lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1209736329953174059?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1209736329953174059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1209736329953174059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1209736329953174059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1209736329953174059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/10/again-again-and-again.html' title='Again, again and again.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3886805354827998869</id><published>2009-09-28T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:07:38.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Wenjun, Pek Ling and Yi Cheng.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Muahahahahahahahaha!&lt;/b&gt; I'm mad now!&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;i&gt;love&lt;/i&gt; &lt;u&gt;Wenjun, Pek Ling and Yi Cheng&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to them. This &lt;b&gt;Moon Cake Festival&lt;/b&gt; is an unforgettable one. If not I'll just stay at home stare at this computer.&lt;br /&gt;I hate myself. I lied. I plurk-ed that I went out to study, but Wenjun asked me out for dinner. Not really call &lt;s&gt;ask&lt;/s&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Ate noodles @ hawker. Pek Ling and Yi Cheng came. Wenjun went to get bubbletea for me. I tried new flavor, Peach Tea. But I prefer Orea Ice Blended and Orea Latte.&lt;br /&gt;After eating we went to buy some candles. &lt;span style="background-color: yellow;"&gt;*yayness!*&lt;/span&gt; I love fire~&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;u&gt;Hello Kitty Shop&lt;/u&gt; to get our candles then problem came out. Fighting lor, not me ._. I good boy. Wenjun fought with a malay boy. &lt;b&gt;P/S: I tried to spell his name instead of using a malay boy, but I failed. Meh.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I thought they were playing. Wah, turned out real. Nah, none of my business I shouldn't care too much. But of course I got go see Wenjun okay anot larh.&lt;br /&gt;We got our candles. 1 for $0.50 - Cheap eh?&lt;br /&gt;While we were playing with fireeeeee~ &lt;br /&gt;The malay boy came to box Wenjun. I was like OMG? What has happened. I thought it ended.&lt;br /&gt;Seesee ; Wenjun bad boy. Don't learn from him. He went crying uh. We went to cheer him up.&lt;br /&gt;Not because he crybaby uh. Is because the guy took his glasses and said want to throw it away. Urgh, expensive eh one glasses. &lt;b&gt;Hehe, I have 15 of them.&lt;/b&gt; But I think his is those spectacles, while mine are geeks.&lt;br /&gt;He called backup came. But in the end we settle already. Then we continued playing.&lt;br /&gt;Wah, they smoking. Urgh, I don't want cancer :D.&lt;br /&gt;We made 'I love you' with the candles..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I only uploaded some. Pardon the image quality. Camera used was only 2 Mega Pixel.&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDPYshdUyI/AAAAAAAAApY/E1x4nJVCepw/s1600-h/DSC04491+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDPYshdUyI/AAAAAAAAApY/E1x4nJVCepw/s320/DSC04491+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting of our production. &lt;i&gt;I love the picture effect. Teehee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDPoG1mA5I/AAAAAAAAApg/tjZDK_Ome1s/s1600-h/DSC04502.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDPoG1mA5I/AAAAAAAAApg/tjZDK_Ome1s/s320/DSC04502.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Our heart is completed! &lt;i&gt;Hearts beats as one.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDP3ZYnedI/AAAAAAAAApo/s5WHU58jGSU/s1600-h/DSC04504.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDP3ZYnedI/AAAAAAAAApo/s5WHU58jGSU/s320/DSC04504.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDQHV2YyMI/AAAAAAAAApw/y0sNA-_6mO8/s1600-h/DSC04505.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDQHV2YyMI/AAAAAAAAApw/y0sNA-_6mO8/s320/DSC04505.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Finally its done. Nice? &lt;i&gt;Say nice leh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough of the day. I'm tired. Bye. New layout is done, not coded yet. I still have one blogskin request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;7 more days, &lt;/i&gt;PSLE examination officially started. Help. I haven't prepare yet. And I'm still slacking everyday. I edited some pictures of Yingshi and some models blahblahblah. I'll show you all next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;T&lt;/b&gt;Taataa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3886805354827998869?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3886805354827998869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3886805354827998869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3886805354827998869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3886805354827998869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-wenjun-pek-ling-and-yi-cheng_28.html' title='I love Wenjun, Pek Ling and Yi Cheng.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SsDPYshdUyI/AAAAAAAAApY/E1x4nJVCepw/s72-c/DSC04491+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1193225403171152910</id><published>2009-09-21T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T02:02:28.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Another blogskin submitted!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/299252"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/299252&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/messyness-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got alittle bit help from &lt;b&gt;Amelia&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Rate it. Download it. Use it. And have fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember yesterday's blogskin of mine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/topskin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for downloading!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be changing my blogskin when I found inspiration. Rockastar, my new cybername.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh! I have alot of homeworks. Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1193225403171152910?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1193225403171152910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1193225403171152910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1193225403171152910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1193225403171152910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-blogskin-submitted.html' title='Another blogskin submitted!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8676809944175688494</id><published>2009-09-20T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T09:46:55.433-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, a blogskin account.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogskins.com/info/299114"&gt;http://blogskins.com/info/299114&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img182.imageshack.us/img182/6005/chaceszcxz1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Support me D:&lt;br /&gt;I did it in 20mins, so don't expect this as a FABULOUS skin.&lt;br /&gt;Rate fairly. Rate kindly. Rate generously. Rate happily.&lt;br /&gt;Download it. Use it. Favourite it! Add me as friend too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not a fan of this guy. I'm just using this guy as my model for this blogskin. I didn't really designed the blogskin. I just edited it.&lt;br /&gt;The image is done by me. No ripping. No copying.&lt;br /&gt;Ask me properly. Maybe, just maybe. I'll let you use this or that.&lt;br /&gt;Submitting two more tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Finally, I created a blogskin account after alot of my friends requested.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img114.imageshack.us/img114/2610/blogskinscom1st.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;ZOMG, GUESS WHAT?! In blogskins.com @ the Recent Top Downloaded Skins section.. I found I got first. Weeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;Although its temperately but I'm damn happy. I'm not boasting. I want to share the joy. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Haha. *screams* I'm too happy. I hope I'll get a Skin of the day, but I don't think I am able to.&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;br /&gt;I'll be submitting 2 or maybe 1 more skin tomorrow. I have alot of them in my computer.&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8676809944175688494?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8676809944175688494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8676809944175688494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8676809944175688494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8676809944175688494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/09/httpblogskins.html' title='Finally, a blogskin account.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5867572343038586372</id><published>2009-09-18T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T23:19:53.040-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yayness!</title><content type='html'>Gotten back my report book. Omg, Lovevin helped me counted my PSLE score. &lt;br /&gt;I need 5 more marks to go express. So I must go for it. Buck up, Marcus.&lt;br /&gt;Ohyah, today Listening Comprehension. Hope I'll do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've deleted my previous post which was about &lt;u&gt;Escape Theme Park&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm going there again tomorrrow &lt;strike&gt;so I'll update tomorrow one instead of the last visit.&lt;br /&gt;I will be back with pictures ^^&lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Tomorrow I'm so going to play the &lt;i&gt;Haunted House&lt;/i&gt; &gt;&lt;.Bye. Short post. I'll update tomorrow with this post. Or maybe the next day if I'm tired.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I need your help! Yes, you!&lt;br /&gt;I've been cracking my head which actor/actress/singer/dancer/whatever I should use as my &lt;b&gt;model&lt;/b&gt; for my next blogskin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5867572343038586372?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5867572343038586372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5867572343038586372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5867572343038586372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5867572343038586372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/09/yayness.html' title='Yayness!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8694957162970641265</id><published>2009-09-06T01:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:56:28.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt; 09 September 2009, I went to the Escape Theme Park today. So fun. I'll update more tomorrow. New post. Hopefully, I won't use this post anymore. So difficult living without a phone. Ahhs! Help me, I need a phone. Lawls. I had fun @ plurk. I'm quite &lt;u&gt;active&lt;/u&gt; there. See me there! Alrightszcxz, bye :D &lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt; Pathetic me. I'm strong, but I'm weak. Tears dropped down my cheek. No one cares. No one would.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I lost my phone D: 6th time this year.&lt;br /&gt;Later I will be cane-ed. Fuck my family upside down manzcx! Not because of losing my phone. Its because of scolding and hitting my bro and sis. No one dotes me. No one loves me. No one will. No one ever will. &lt;b&gt;I hate my family like hell.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;They treat me like dirt I shall treat them as shit.&lt;/u&gt; My shit that come out from my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Idiot parents. Retarded siblings. Fucking grandmother. Shitty cousins. Stupid humans. &lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back from the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't fun.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I don't feel like blogging until my new layout is done.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: Who say I'm not updating. I am &gt;&lt; *Point to plurk* Yes update plurk (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 September 2009 (:&lt;br /&gt;My blogskin is done.&lt;br /&gt;I'm using it tomorrow. Stay tune to it.&lt;br /&gt;The colours suck. But who cares. No one will really go look at the ugly parts.&lt;br /&gt;There's domokun inside. Thanks Qing for allowing me to edit it for personal use :D&lt;br /&gt;The domokun got some part blur blur. Please, don't go look at the domokun. It suck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye!&lt;br /&gt;See me live @ plurk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8694957162970641265?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8694957162970641265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8694957162970641265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8694957162970641265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8694957162970641265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/09/zoo.html' title='Zoo!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2037294677631001453</id><published>2009-08-31T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T03:03:44.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy teachers' day !</title><content type='html'>Edited pictures :D, actually hor, not so vintage, very modern one, I edit until so vintage -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/vintage-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/vintage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh, I look fat and ugly, so not me D:&lt;br /&gt;I love my checkered specs/geeks/nerd glass/whatever you call that. I have 15 different design of them :D&lt;br /&gt;Not cheap though, so I'm broke again -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Why I say sorry?&lt;br /&gt;As I promised to post pictures about the day I went out with Jiajing and the day I went out with Ernest. Unfortunately, I don't have the 'motivation' to. Sorry, next post. Or maybe next next post :P.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is &lt;b&gt;PSLE Listening Comprehension&lt;/b&gt;, and I want to get full marks, yes 20/20 marks.&lt;br /&gt;Today we had &lt;b&gt;Listening&lt;/b&gt; practice.&lt;br /&gt;For chinese I got 19/20 marks.&lt;br /&gt;For english I got 19/20 and 20/20 marks. ( two tests ).&lt;br /&gt;I want to get full marks for both tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;History/Social Studies: - Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: Not revealing the mark as got some 'kehpoh' classmates will come and laugh at my marks.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a new blogskin. I don't care! Any &lt;i&gt;professionals&lt;/i&gt; mind introducing me some resource site and where can I get inspiration. AHHS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: I am beginning to accept them as friends again..&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: Stupid short post I have here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our school were having &lt;b&gt;Teachers' day celebration&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Aces day&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to wish all the Teachers' retire faster -.-&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, happy teachers' day ( I'm forcing myself )&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, better mark my prelim paper with mercy hor!&lt;br /&gt;I intended to give presents, but thinking of it, nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celebration was such a waste of time. &lt;br /&gt;Pocolo was singing, I didn't support. I don't like it. He was like singing so high-pitch then out-of-tune -.- My ears were tortured.&lt;br /&gt;Next item was a dance. The song of the dance was one of the song of the &lt;u&gt;Wonder girls&lt;/u&gt;. But it wasn't &lt;u&gt;Nobody&lt;/u&gt;. I was laughing as my school damn budget because they used the youtube song instead of disc. Then keep stop-stop and stop. Urgh, damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Last performance was a whole group of prefects singing and then more prefects came into the hall and pass every teacher a cupcake and a packet drink. Some have yogurts.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that is wrong is.. I saw someone give &lt;u&gt;Mrs Yap&lt;/u&gt; cupcakes. They blind one -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aces day was so not fun!&lt;br /&gt;6 Hope went hall and have our Aces day. Skipping. Not that bad, I can skip. Double-under was mastered this year. I'm so proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;The skipping started and the skippers leading us was lost, so our class only skip  the same thing whole song. The song was &lt;u&gt;Butterfly&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn surprised to see alot of secondary came back to see the teachers. Some came to our class and disturb &lt;u&gt;Mrs Sally Tan&lt;/u&gt; giving out our prelim papers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Chinese paper: 75/90 Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Composition: 31/40 Grade: A&lt;br /&gt;Maths Paper: 42/100 Grade: D ( OMG ! Failed ): )&lt;/blockquote&gt;That's all. Getting more back on &lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; as tomorrow no school (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ho lied to the whole class again. No pizza treat, no nothing.&lt;br /&gt;She say we're gonna have pizza today. Treated by her -.-&lt;br /&gt;In the end, a shit also don't have.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing is she didn't gave us our prelim English and Science papers.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my Science paper will pass as we know only two people in our class passed english. Pathetic. Top 5 class got this type for shit standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Yap, she did the same thing every day -.- Nag, nag, nag and more nags &gt;&lt;!&lt;br /&gt;Cannot believe got people want to give her presents.&lt;br /&gt;Weird people out there gave her presents! HELLO?! She's insane manzcx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who want to go watch movie!&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Choose from: The proposal and Final definition.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: You can request for more movie..&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: Please! I'm gonna rot the whole day at home tomorrow if you don't go with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post the pictures of outing with Jiajing ( watched 'Where got ghost' ) and post the pictures that I went with Ernest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao seriously I want inspirations and the motivation to make a blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2037294677631001453?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2037294677631001453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2037294677631001453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2037294677631001453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2037294677631001453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy teachers&apos; day !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3167085672974367995</id><published>2009-08-29T04:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T05:14:03.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where got ghost x:</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.shaw.sg/Images/Film/GW984/m_wheregotghost.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah, its damn nice can?!&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis to watch this show!&lt;br /&gt;The famous Singaporean director Jack Neo sets up the topic and directed this movie of course!&lt;br /&gt;Jack Neo super pro nor, whole crowd was laughing and was screaming.&lt;br /&gt;Jiajing and I was like 'AAAH-ING' all the way, seriously, I'm not joking :D&lt;br /&gt;I lost the movie ticket before going in, luckily just now I got 'kehpoh' abit. I go show uncle the movie ticket at 3 plus.&lt;br /&gt;We had been walking around for hours &gt;&lt;While walking I saw alot friends. Example: Yongquan.The movie started at 5, I went to see, I told the uncle I lost the ticket.The uncle say &lt;strong&gt;you may go in. If you see anyone sitting on K15 (my sit number), tell us.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was damn happy!&lt;br /&gt;Jiajing and I keep laughing. Got one part about bra de! Lameczx yet sibeh interesting.&lt;br /&gt;I cried at the last part. Alot people cried ):&lt;br /&gt;Its damn gandong and &lt;i&gt;scary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pictures:&lt;/strong&gt; (Not in order).&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg! My USB is gone again! Don't tell me this gonna be my sixth time losing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I want to thank RachelL, Amelia(chocoxbaby) and those who have been trying to cheer me up. &lt;u&gt;Nah&lt;/u&gt;, I'm still having the fear of having friends now.&lt;br /&gt;I must think will I get hurt by them anot.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I make friends, I always think what can I give them. But now, I will have the thought of what can they give me. They're realistic what, I must be 'realistic-er'.&lt;br /&gt;I will be strong, I no need that much friends, just abit, a little bit of teeny tiny friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I joined shinyin's contest today.&lt;br /&gt;Muahahahaha, I overtook the others contestants who joined long ago.&lt;br /&gt;Currently having 355 points, others are 50-200 points. Ahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;But I still wanna wish all contestants to do their best.&lt;br /&gt;I also hope that more people will join, and tell shinyin is I asked you all to join. &gt; Then I can get extra points x:&lt;br /&gt;Its a competition manczx! I dont care anything, I must chiong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Who want to work together with me to make a portfolio?&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: I have alot things to share with others cancan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will post about the day I went with ernest tomorrow.. I guess :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LG KU990 Viewty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://popseoul.files.wordpress.com/2007/12/viewty1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, for so long ler, I'm still wishing that this phone would be mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3167085672974367995?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3167085672974367995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3167085672974367995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3167085672974367995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3167085672974367995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/where-got-ghost-x.html' title='Where got ghost x:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8221281698092777502</id><published>2009-08-28T04:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T04:51:52.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy . Short post .</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Losers, if you don't want me to go to the party just tell me. No need to lie through your teeth. Trusted friends of mine also betrays and lies. Urgh, Trilly suck.&lt;br /&gt;Rachael birthday leh, also not yours, when so kehpoh, she invite me you dis-invite me.&lt;br /&gt;Okay nevermind, everyone say theres no outing/party then suddenly all say byebye I go kallang leisure park. I have presents to give, nah, I'll throw them away after this post. I'm so broken-ed. I've fall, who will pick me up? No one will. &lt;u&gt;Fucking&lt;/u&gt; friends. They fucking-ly suck. Eff you right back! If you don't like me just say infront of my fucking face, don't stab me from behind, UNDERSTAND?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Who will even care to comfort me. Fear having friends now, they hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday Edwin! Planning to make him a gift.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Flunk maths. Prelim papers are hard. Cannot wait to see the results.&lt;br /&gt;I flunked maths, but I really really tried damn hard. Although not really that hard.&lt;br /&gt;In this whole lifetime, this is the first time I studied for exam. Lawls -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Ernest. Shall update more of it next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been playing with Paint and Photoshop. I made some icons, my first time, comments please. But I like my icons better than those original pictures, so no colour.&lt;br /&gt;The divider I made suck. Its done with paint. Ahh, its not transparent.&lt;br /&gt;I will try to improve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Icon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Icon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Icon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Icon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Icon7.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Divider1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8221281698092777502?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8221281698092777502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8221281698092777502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8221281698092777502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8221281698092777502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/lazy-short-post.html' title='Lazy . Short post .'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5891063332873987319</id><published>2009-08-21T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T06:53:24.505-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Marina barrage .</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow I'm going Marina barrage .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.asiaisgreen.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/11/marina-barrage-building.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me have fun hor ! I'll update more next time .&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Rahs!&lt;br /&gt;Today had PSLE english oral examination.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, its damn hard! &lt;i&gt;Ahhs&lt;/i&gt;! I kept stopping. And pronounced reassuring and nervously wrongly! I knew how to pronounce! Just that, aiyah, its just because that I spoke &lt;i&gt;nervously&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, nevermind, at least, its over.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Went Ang mor kio's restaurant. Called &lt;b&gt;Sakura&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;To celebrate someone's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Buffet! Yumyum.&lt;br /&gt;Reached there @ 7.&lt;br /&gt;About 9, we ate cakes!&lt;br /&gt;Bought cakes from outside, we called them to put at fridge.&lt;br /&gt;At 9 when they took it out, they played the birthday song. Blasting loud!&lt;br /&gt;The people were looking at us. Some joined in the birthday song!&lt;br /&gt;I'll upload the pictures when they are done, I guess..&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm extra tanned! Black black one!&lt;br /&gt;Because of swimming. Please don't mistake me as a malay. If you do, you're not the 1st one. There are about 1000+ people mistaken already ):&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I feel like like I'm friendless.&lt;br /&gt;Nah, I don't want to rant on you all.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time I'm watching &lt;b&gt;Boys over flowers&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. OMG!&lt;br /&gt;As the girl inside look like the girl I like. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, the show was okay. &lt;i&gt;OHMYGOD! Just okay?!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;Yeah&lt;/b&gt;, just okay :P&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Lalala, watched &lt;b&gt;Land of the lost&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;Ice age 3&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Madagascar 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;Cherrize&lt;/strong&gt;. She was the one who lend me the disc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/land_of_the_lost.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/ice_age3.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/madagascar-2-poster-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually going to watch &lt;b&gt;Up&lt;/b&gt; with Cheryl. Ahhs! 7.30 pm starts. So we didn't watch.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna watch &lt;b&gt;The Proposal&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/sb11.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes. Wish me luck for the PSLE papers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5891063332873987319?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5891063332873987319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5891063332873987319' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5891063332873987319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5891063332873987319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/marina-barrage.html' title='Marina barrage .'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4442027681989125557</id><published>2009-08-19T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T04:13:38.477-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PSLE !</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is PSLE oral, I'm still slacking infront of the computer, anyone please just motivate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://miss-skimmilkk.co.nr/"&gt;Shinyin&lt;/a&gt; is in my centre, woah. She is the 2nd one to be tested. Ah, I'm the sixth. Siaocxz, so fast. I hope I'm the last and get tested last.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid siah the planners, I am the 1st group, 7 must reach school. While the 2nd group 10 reach school. You tell me is it fair?&lt;br /&gt;Whadever. Tomorrow is chinese, friday is english. Urghs, help!&lt;br /&gt;Me go blog hoppiie ler ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4442027681989125557?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4442027681989125557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4442027681989125557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4442027681989125557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4442027681989125557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/psle.html' title='PSLE !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4537566402851017285</id><published>2009-08-17T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T04:55:00.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin .</title><content type='html'>Thanks edwin for giving me inspiration .&lt;br /&gt;Blahblahblah , life's boring . No one understands me , seriously .&lt;br /&gt;Spammed with brushes in photoshop for this blogskin .&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , I don't like the flower on the top left of this blogskin , what more can I do , no brushes ler .&lt;br /&gt;Sian , byebye ; so no life nowadays .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry for me .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4537566402851017285?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4537566402851017285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4537566402851017285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4537566402851017285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4537566402851017285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin .'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7720650210240585341</id><published>2009-08-16T07:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T07:59:59.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>D:</title><content type='html'>I don't like this layout, nah, not abit, at all.&lt;br /&gt;May I ask you 1 question? How to connect plurk to twitter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7720650210240585341?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7720650210240585341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7720650210240585341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7720650210240585341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7720650210240585341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/d.html' title='D:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8305624499777345414</id><published>2009-08-14T05:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T23:01:42.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fcuk you.</title><content type='html'>Fcuk siah , no inspiration , nah .&lt;br /&gt;Won't be blogging until I made a new skin for myself . &lt;br /&gt;Cheers! Miss me okay?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8305624499777345414?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8305624499777345414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8305624499777345414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8305624499777345414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8305624499777345414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/yoz.html' title='Fcuk you.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1135556002190068108</id><published>2009-08-04T04:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T02:23:22.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Win a domain!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:xx-large;"&gt;Blogging contest!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Something big is coming to Town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no no no... it's not Santa Klaus... it's not Wong Fei Hong...&lt;br /&gt;definitely not Ali Baba...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and Gentlemen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Introducing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*drum rolls* *toilet rolls* *spring rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.little-miss-wendy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv142/xmissyger/ho-1.gif" border="0" alt="Wendy!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Wendy and Irene's blogging contest!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now's here come my blogging contest entry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muahaha u think I'm gonna say “drum rolls... toilet rolls... spring rolls...” again, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'll use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eye rolls*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you realise why some people's site links are so &lt;strong&gt;unique&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;special&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever came across these two websites?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.little-miss-wendy.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i7.photobucket.com/albums/y289/starrbabies/bn-m2.gif" border="0" alt="Wendy!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.littlegurlxiaorene.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i530.photobucket.com/albums/dd345/littlegurlxiaorene/selfmadeirene.gif" border="0" alt="Irene!"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you see, this is a blogging contest to win a domain.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, are you thinking of asking what's a domain?&lt;br /&gt;Go &lt;a href="http://www.strawberried.info/details/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I have a domain, I will be proud of it, as not many people will have similar domain as me, I'll feel so &lt;strong&gt;unique&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;special&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I must think what url do I want, what I really want, what I really really want :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/wendycontest1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Details from &lt;a href="http://www.strawberried.info/details/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE A @ SGD$3/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;- 3 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 300 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE B @ SGD$5.50/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;- 6 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 500 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE C SGD$10/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;- 12 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 1000 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE D SGD$3.50/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@heartdrop.info&lt;br /&gt;- 3 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 300 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE E @ SDG$6/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@heartdrop.info&lt;br /&gt;- 6 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 500 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PACKAGE F @ SGD$10.50/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;- Personal Email (Choose 1)&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;YOURNAME@heartdrop.info&lt;br /&gt;- 12 mths paid link &amp; 1 advertising post per month in the following site&lt;br /&gt;www.little-miss-wendy.com&lt;br /&gt;www.littlegurlxiaorene.com&lt;br /&gt;www.strawberried.info&lt;br /&gt;* Advertisement post is limited to 1000 words only!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RENEWAL @ SGD$o.50/YEAR:&lt;br /&gt;* Not for first time customer&lt;br /&gt;- Personal email address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, isn't it cool?!&lt;br /&gt;Sign up now! Win their contest and win a free domain for a YEAAAAAAAAR! Yes, a year!&lt;br /&gt;I signed up quickly once I found out &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Free leh! Who don't want, Singaporean's style: Free thing, don't take waste leh.&lt;br /&gt;Kiasu me ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign up for this contest leh,&lt;br /&gt;all you have to do is to promote their domain site and this contest! Easy peasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visit &lt;a href="http://www.strawberried.info/details/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to know more about domains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh gosh, I hope I winnnnnnnnnn(: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I really want to win ;D.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1135556002190068108?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1135556002190068108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1135556002190068108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1135556002190068108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1135556002190068108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/win-domain.html' title='Win a domain!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-867626686665049330</id><published>2009-08-01T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T08:14:29.448-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crying.</title><content type='html'>Skipped lessons on friday, luckily I gave fake numbers to the teachers, cannot call :P&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Changed blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I just came back from crying, I hate her and him.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I tried to block both of them in msn, but it didn't work, it did work, as in I unblock them in 2 mins.&lt;br /&gt;I just cannot do it larhs D:&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I didn't tag you, not because I don't go your blog, I stalk you everyday.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Why you so cruel, 2nd time,&lt;br /&gt;so hard to trust you, but I'll keep faith.&lt;br /&gt;I'm struggling, damn hard.&lt;br /&gt;Its killing me, I only left 50% of life, other 50, was destroyed by you.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;It's useless, totally. Useless.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Friends no more, gans no more, that's what I want.&lt;br /&gt;After I met you, alot people came to trouble me, because of you.&lt;br /&gt;People come to harm me, because of you.&lt;br /&gt;People came, people go, friends in, friends out.&lt;br /&gt;Love came, love go, enemy, enemy once again.&lt;br /&gt;Do you know so much things happen? I didn't let you know. It's harmless, no, it harms me, only.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Why am I so foolish.&lt;br /&gt;He encourages me, suddenly she make me feel discouraged more, he's just lying, you're just bluffing.&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, nice couple.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I cannot compare to you, neither you can compare to me!&lt;br /&gt;Now, listen clear!&lt;br /&gt;I want to have a good life, a simple life, a rich life, a great life, a wonderful life, a gorgeous life.&lt;br /&gt;I want a life better then now.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm too innocent, harmed for nothing&lt;br /&gt;I'm too naive, thinking that we're the perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too stupid, because I already am.&lt;br /&gt;I'm too great, letting him go off with you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just suck, yeah, suck, the only word that can describe me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I want you to fxuk off, even though I don't want. &lt;br /&gt;What more can I say.&lt;br /&gt;Infact, what more can let me stay.&lt;br /&gt;Just go away. I really don't want let this go, but.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;To he: Thanks for the harming, I meant helping.&lt;br /&gt;To her: Do what you want, you have nothing to do with me.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Edited picture, I do not have new pictures, I'm not camwhoring that much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Decorated%20images/backgrounds-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:xx-large;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/DSC00275.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:xx-large;"&gt;=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/lalalalalala.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I know I'm ugly.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: No need ask me whose he and she.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-867626686665049330?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/867626686665049330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=867626686665049330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/867626686665049330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/867626686665049330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/08/crying.html' title='Crying.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Decorated%20images/th_backgrounds-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2961006078589829515</id><published>2009-07-29T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:21:02.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1 min post!</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;br /&gt;I'm posting this in only 1 min. So don't look forward to my long rantings (:&lt;br /&gt;Finding inspirations for a new blogskin! 10% done! Slow poke uh me, slow poke, slow poke poke.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Yah, I know I'm just spamming words to make my post look long -.-&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In viwawa main page,&lt;br /&gt;I'm featured!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/viwawafeature.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I did alot of shopping in viwawa!&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you before and after! And I added one more wawa! Currently having two wawa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/1638621_1050134_200x300v1248860501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/1638621_1047749_200x300v1248693369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/1638621_1050134_200x300v1248693668.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add and find me! Challenge me!&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I'm not a pro yet.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: I know my wawa(s) have same items, I brought 2000 cash only, I no money liao.&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: Anyone cares for a game? Match it/groword/stwack/sushido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2961006078589829515?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2961006078589829515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2961006078589829515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2961006078589829515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2961006078589829515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-min-post.html' title='1 min post!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5532624521695974788</id><published>2009-07-25T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T02:50:22.293-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless freak aren't me?</title><content type='html'>Hellohello,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow going out with Sharon, Cheryl and her stead, Maverick.&lt;br /&gt;Maverick, shuai worh, I suck, I know.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know whether he was shock to see me last thursday, when I was having oral.&lt;br /&gt;English oral was easier than Chinese's.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow wearing domokun tee to church.&lt;br /&gt;Meeting Sharon at 7.30 am to find Cheryl and Maverick.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I'll have time for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:xx-large;"&gt;I'm abandoning my church!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying Sharon's church, hopefully I'll like it better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;My church has nothing wrong except there's a group of girls staring at my everyweek!&lt;br /&gt;That's scary T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 July 2009, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Had napfa, I think I got an 'A' or 'B' overall. And I might get a gold! *dripping*&lt;br /&gt;Slacked with Ernest.&lt;br /&gt;Called my mum with my phone, I call her deliver my PE shirt and bring me $10.&lt;br /&gt;I lazy go home take, call her take! *EVILME*&lt;br /&gt;I used all my $10 on bubbletea(s), candies, lolipops, pink dolphin drink(bottle), fish burger.&lt;br /&gt;I know I eat alot, only that day, understand?!&lt;br /&gt;Went library, saw weishan &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;Saw regina and yufei, REGINA DAMN CHIO (irritating her)&lt;br /&gt;Went playground with Maverick, Cheryl, Ernest and Sharon!&lt;br /&gt;I did sit-up(s), Cheryl insisted me to do, no choice T.T&lt;br /&gt;Said byebye to Cheryl and Maverick. They going to a 'date'. HEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;Ernest and I had napfa, Sharon accompany me only.&lt;br /&gt;3 of us went to library, slack until 2.30 pm, said byebye to Sharon. Boohoo~&lt;br /&gt;Ernest not gonna leave me, he has napfa too (:&lt;br /&gt;Went in school with Ernest. Pulled up my socks. Only thing I scared is my hair, kana cutted by discipline master. ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;When I got into school, alot girls stared again -.-&lt;br /&gt;Stop all the staring lah, Trilly, Ariel, Yujun, Rachael, Kwei ling, Jackie.&lt;br /&gt;Napfa already!&lt;br /&gt;Passed all in one go, no need retry, but I wanted, as I'm not happy with my broadjump.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind, at least pass.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna get a sliver or gold for this napfa test!&lt;br /&gt;5.30 pm reached home, I got damn tired. I fell onto the bed, sleep liao ._.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I created a new viwawa account, damn noob.&lt;br /&gt;Previous one, I forgot the pass D:&lt;br /&gt;I brought cash by sms-ing, then I brought the hair and everything.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I just found out the hair is for girls, I thought it was for emo boys, as in long hair for emo boys. Lame old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/1638621_1050134_200x300v1248860501.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Cannot upload pictures due to error in blogger, wordy post.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: Cannot show you the 'flashmob'.&lt;br /&gt;P/SSS: The viwawa picture is hosted by photobucket not blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yufei and Regina: Stop being childish, I broke yufei, doesn't mean I gay, I love girl not a guy. Think before what you say, noobs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5532624521695974788?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5532624521695974788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5532624521695974788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5532624521695974788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5532624521695974788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/useless-freak-arent-me.html' title='Useless freak aren&apos;t me?'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3404199595266627606</id><published>2009-07-21T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T05:27:36.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Short update</title><content type='html'>EDITED!//.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thanks my vina for listening to my rantings on phone. I miss you! T.T&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the days, you've spent with me.&lt;br /&gt;I love my gan maomao&lt;3/ My stupidest mao I ever loved!&lt;br /&gt;Hehe. Vina kwok siew boon, watch out hor! I won't let anyone break our gan relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 mao. We both know she baka, big big baka! Childish humans&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today alot people make fun of Genice, not funny.&lt;br /&gt;Genice be strong. Have faith. Have fun in learning don't let troubles makers stand in your wayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kombawah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was like school, as usual lor.&lt;br /&gt;In school, laughing damn loud like siaotaborrrr((:&lt;br /&gt;Chatting with Edwin, the wonderful designer.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know I knew his cousin. Joey chan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of designing, Mrs yap chose few 'designer' for national day drawing.&lt;br /&gt;Its not a competition though, but its very unfair to me and Joel.&lt;br /&gt;4 girls VS 2 boys.&lt;br /&gt;No sweat! No fear, boys, Marcus is here! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry hor, I no colour pencils, paint, crayons and other drawing materials.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like art, I like designing, MIND YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Mrs yap was like so crapppppppppppppppppppyyyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;We stood for 30 mins outside the class. So hot! Like sona. Whatever sona is good mah.&lt;br /&gt;She called us to copy whole oral paper for punishment, please lah, mai lame neh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our school have 7-8 h1n1 pupils!&lt;br /&gt;6 Joy, have 1, I didn't know de, Cheryl told me.&lt;br /&gt;I was shock, because I hang with Cheryl and her class is 6 Joy.&lt;br /&gt;Ah! So envy, they 3 days no need come school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger is screwed, whatever, it never affect me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weiyang is so irritating, now a days, is msn for people to kpkb others?&lt;br /&gt;He real life don't dare to scold me, come online play with me,&lt;br /&gt;still want argue with me, he'll lose. I'm damn good at arguing, teehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;Music test and oral examinationnnnn!&lt;br /&gt;Oral, I cried -.- Because I stop and stop at the passage, but the teacher cheers for me, then I sit up, chiong finish it. Then picture discussion, siao, so hard T.T&lt;br /&gt;I sort of performed the Singapore national day theme song in class.&lt;br /&gt;Because I didn't practice for musical test, so I told the teacher: "Can I skip this round 1st?"&lt;br /&gt;He said: "You go sing for class first." I was like, OMGXZC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked her for break.&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda single, woots ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rushing so I won't post that much, this not a post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Forgive me.&lt;br /&gt;P/SS: Give in to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not a post! To me, its not &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3404199595266627606?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3404199595266627606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3404199595266627606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3404199595266627606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3404199595266627606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-update.html' title='Short update'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4009644391696915690</id><published>2009-07-19T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T02:33:15.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress here and there x:</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;I &lt;font color=red&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; KYF.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow meeting baby for breakfast, 6.30 am, I go her house wait @.@&lt;br /&gt;Stare what stare, I know I damn sweet. Lmaos. Ji kua, mai care me -.-&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and Wenjun stead the same date I stead-ed with my babe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Baby, trust me, I protect you, you have give your life to me, you belong to me, mai argue, you're mine, I'm yours. Both quit! Kkaes? I &lt;font color=red&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; you!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hor, Wenjun asked me do blogskin for him ._.&lt;br /&gt;I say I go eat at restaurant first, he said okay.&lt;br /&gt;Then I reached home, he msn-ed me: "Go do the blogskin! Go go!" Cute neh him.&lt;br /&gt;Sian still have 3 composition, 1 maths textbook and workbook. Haiyoh.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow while eating breakfast with baby, do homework. Hehe, two in one!&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow prelim liao, howhowhow?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hors, I heard somewhere around 22july have Solar Eclipse.&lt;br /&gt;Daytime will just instantly turn dark, very dark.&lt;br /&gt;I not sure leh. Anyone know where to know more about it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come come everyone, lemme show you wenjun's blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;Click to enlarge, gimme comments!&lt;br /&gt;He damn mafan, wan me edit this edit that -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmMg3ZemyKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-89eqpu4C9c/s1600-h/wenjun%27sblogskin2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmMg3ZemyKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-89eqpu4C9c/s400/wenjun%27sblogskin2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360164117605173410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme show you my domo shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmMiLY48WYI/AAAAAAAAAog/FHBe47HhhN0/s1600-h/DSC00119.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmMiLY48WYI/AAAAAAAAAog/FHBe47HhhN0/s400/DSC00119.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360165560556214658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I did flashmob in church. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you what I did, at next post :P&lt;br /&gt;PS: The flashmob is only I do only -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, wenjun bugging me, byebye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4009644391696915690?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4009644391696915690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4009644391696915690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4009644391696915690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4009644391696915690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/stress-here-and-there-x.html' title='Stress here and there x:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmMg3ZemyKI/AAAAAAAAAoY/-89eqpu4C9c/s72-c/wenjun%27sblogskin2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2852065126595785135</id><published>2009-07-18T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T09:26:31.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin again.</title><content type='html'>Hello hello :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm not posting at as a post, just to tell you all, I love this one!&lt;br /&gt;Help me vote (:&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I miss tea&lt;3, 170709.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmHRscS4rgI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/YzlqMACGemo/s1600-h/blogskinnn+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmHRscS4rgI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/YzlqMACGemo/s400/blogskinnn+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359795592987454978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSfsFaAfI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kxnAfMImdjI/s1600-h/ss1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSfsFaAfI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kxnAfMImdjI/s400/ss1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359444629678326258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSf2ryawI/AAAAAAAAAn4/B6QQ5Ivi6lI/s1600-h/ss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSf2ryawI/AAAAAAAAAn4/B6QQ5Ivi6lI/s400/ss.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359444632523664130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2852065126595785135?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2852065126595785135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2852065126595785135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2852065126595785135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2852065126595785135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blogskin-again.html' title='New blogskin again.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmHRscS4rgI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/YzlqMACGemo/s72-c/blogskinnn+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3262416314255515530</id><published>2009-07-17T07:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T08:29:58.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back neh!</title><content type='html'>PS: Short post, no mood.&lt;br /&gt;Hello, alot things happened, I wrote 3 behavioral logs in a day -.- Broke my record neh.&lt;br /&gt;Sian, my previous blogskin suck hors?&lt;br /&gt;Comecome compare:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSfsFaAfI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kxnAfMImdjI/s1600-h/ss1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSfsFaAfI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kxnAfMImdjI/s400/ss1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359444629678326258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSf2ryawI/AAAAAAAAAn4/B6QQ5Ivi6lI/s1600-h/ss.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSf2ryawI/AAAAAAAAAn4/B6QQ5Ivi6lI/s400/ss.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359444632523664130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like this one better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went musical on 10 July 2009 with Jeff, Cheryl, Cherrize, Annabella and Carmen.&lt;br /&gt;I go bugis shopping while they disappear -.-&lt;br /&gt;At mrt I met Yingying, we went bugis together.&lt;br /&gt;I wore like a whore&lt;--rhyme worh.&lt;br /&gt;I brought alot things, caps, cloths etc.&lt;br /&gt;I brought domo tee(: I'll show u next post.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, I'll show you what I wore:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCXlQkm5VI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cjhsZvlNa6w/s1600-h/DSC00069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCXlQkm5VI/AAAAAAAAAoI/cjhsZvlNa6w/s400/DSC00069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359450222930355538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCXlB7spvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/q3YDj0Y85zY/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCXlB7spvI/AAAAAAAAAoA/q3YDj0Y85zY/s400/DSC00068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359450219000669938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3262416314255515530?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3262416314255515530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3262416314255515530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3262416314255515530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3262416314255515530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-back-neh.html' title='I&apos;m back neh!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SmCSfsFaAfI/AAAAAAAAAnw/kxnAfMImdjI/s72-c/ss1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1075399923123679288</id><published>2009-07-07T00:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T00:40:58.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boy next door.</title><content type='html'>Regina, sorry for not coming for your birthday. I cannot afford to go out, as I cannot afford to use money -.-&lt;br /&gt;Konichiwaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, I have no creativity for my post title. No ideas..&lt;br /&gt;Anyway today in school, hmm, I don't really have any words to describe it..&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL'S ELECTRONIC FAN PAWNS!&lt;br /&gt;It only pawns today -.-, because its raining, the whether was like, "OMG! COOLING WORHZX."&lt;br /&gt;So I slept in class in Mrs yap's period as she did nothing but nag, its useless listening craps, so why waste my time.&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, recess already :DD.&lt;br /&gt;I ate nothing.. Its rare that I ate nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I ate nothing because I wanted to save money for the musicaaaaaal!&lt;br /&gt;Stay tune to my next post yeah? I'm posting my dressing for friday's musical. Sibeh grand de lehhs.&lt;br /&gt;Actually I'm acting as the main casts in the musical, but the Mrs sally tan lah! Go talk to my mum. Then I have no choice to quit lors.&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm going fashion for the musical, abit siao siao one. The dressing is like.. SIAOTARBOR de -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the musical hor, taking taxi -.-&lt;br /&gt;The kweiling lor, make me waste money ._.&lt;br /&gt;To raffles hotel leh, NOTCHEAPOKAY?! My house is like Aljunied, then go to raffles, siaodingdong.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, nevermind, before going to raffles, kweiling, hanlye, Jiahui and me gonna secretly go shop first. The problem is.. Currently I only have $2.50 &amp;gt;&amp;lt; Haizxc, I go ask mum for money lors.  Guess what? Ashlynn(Gillian) inspired me to do a blogskin using &lt;u&gt;paint program&lt;/u&gt;. Yes, its PAINT PROGRAMMMMMM~.&lt;br /&gt;Gillian told me not to shout her name out, I saw her during recess, I shouted "ASHLYYNNNNNNNNN WORHSZ!"&lt;br /&gt;Then the Ashlee(shinyin) was beside her, I say ashlee, this time I no shout (:&lt;br /&gt;I was like, LOL-ing @ myself -.-&lt;br /&gt;Ashlee say I don't update de, prove her wrong liao hah!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, where was I?&lt;br /&gt;Ohyahs, I let you see see the blogskin i drawn with &lt;b&gt;free-hand&lt;/b&gt;.&amp;lt;--Hehe I'm using broken english! *Clapclap*&lt;br /&gt;Don't laugh hors, because I did it like in 5minutes -.-&lt;br /&gt;Because I hate art! This blogskin is to prove to ASLYYNN that I can draw too(I'm irritating her).&lt;br /&gt;But still, my art is just a C, mai laugh mai laugh :x&lt;br /&gt;Yaya, I'm ranting, I rants so my post look long, LOL, lame hor me.&amp;lt;--I'm improving in singlish! Congratszxc to meeeeee and more meeeee, it'll make you sick if the world was just ME. LOL? I donno what am I saying. Bear with me uhs -.-&lt;br /&gt;OKAY, enough of my craps, just see the picture i drawn ._.&lt;br /&gt;Its 'clickable', click to enlargeeeeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SlL6VSy5sdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/c39GOMNAJOY/s1600-h/Jiawei+creation+157.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SlL6VSy5sdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/c39GOMNAJOY/s320/Jiawei+creation+157.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the blogskin suck, you can see hor, its so easy to see its hand drawn, if you can, zoom in, and u can see alot of out of shape lines. But I'm still proud of it :D 5 minutes creation though -.-&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, byebye, alot of things to post, I'm just lazy, motivate me, try uh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1075399923123679288?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1075399923123679288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1075399923123679288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1075399923123679288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1075399923123679288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/boy-next-door.html' title='Boy next door.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SlL6VSy5sdI/AAAAAAAAAnY/c39GOMNAJOY/s72-c/Jiawei+creation+157.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7679250750529576412</id><published>2009-07-05T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T02:07:23.688-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin.</title><content type='html'>I know my current blogskin is new, but it has some errors.&lt;br /&gt;So I tried fixing, cannot fix T.T&lt;br /&gt;I'm making a new one. Gimme time :D&lt;br /&gt;Cannot find inspirations )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:&lt;br /&gt;Blogskin is done, best viewed in Mozilla Firefox.&lt;br /&gt;Resolution: 1024 x 768.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a noob in skinning, please don't laugh and mock at me -.-&lt;br /&gt;Tag me norh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7679250750529576412?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7679250750529576412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7679250750529576412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7679250750529576412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7679250750529576412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2394331597706933943</id><published>2009-06-29T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T02:16:37.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whadthfxuk</title><content type='html'>Nothing much to elaborateeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;Okay, today in school, everything's fine. I guess?&lt;br /&gt;Slept in class :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;The&lt;/u&gt; Cheryl gave me two box of bubblegum. Grape flavored (:&lt;br /&gt;She call me zip open her bag and take, so I zipped and didn't zip back ; So so now is kbkp-ing me in msn .-.&lt;br /&gt;So tasteless lor! Aiyah, anyway thanks Cheryl Twinneh.&lt;br /&gt;And twinneh just realised that I'm so tanned and my bag is white and our class is just next doors. Noobtwinnehnoob.&lt;br /&gt;And she's so damn tall ; giant ;D &lt;br /&gt;I was so high today! czxczc.&lt;br /&gt;I went to school at 6.30 am and start copying homeworks!&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm rushing a Chinese composition of 150 words. And copy a book of chinese words.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, Em2 like that liao. If I go Em1, I would die! O.O Meh.&lt;br /&gt;Geylang Methodist Primary is very very kiasi eh.&lt;br /&gt;Because of Swine flue, whole level spilted up.&lt;br /&gt;And the thing I got irritated was, we have to lined up at the gate to take temperature. Whadthhell~ X;&lt;br /&gt;And today damn unlucky as my hair was like covering my eyes already. I didn't cut X;&lt;br /&gt;Then Mrs lim didn't see.&lt;br /&gt;Only when I'm going home that time go catch.&lt;br /&gt;So now my hair is so ugly and short D:&lt;br /&gt;After school, when to buy bubbletea with Hanlye :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thinking of changing of blogskin. To either black, red or white.&lt;br /&gt;Because its my lucky colour.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'm ox borning in 1997, but January is rat. Weird ;))&lt;br /&gt;Tag me which thingy u agree with my horoscope. My character. My personals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rat Horoscope&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky colour: Black, Red, White&lt;br /&gt;Lucky numbers: One, Eleven, Twelve&lt;br /&gt;Rat: Sharp, Intelligent, Charismatic, Charming, Witty, Hardworking, Adaptability, Eloquent, Caring&lt;br /&gt;Cunning, Stubborn, Controlling, Manipulative, Vengeful, Insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty/handsome. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Has that someone&lt;br /&gt;always on his/her mind. Talkative&lt;br /&gt;Fussy. loves music. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to&lt;br /&gt;recover when hurt..Active in games.independent&lt;br /&gt;personality. Sensitive.Knows how to make friends. Down-to-Earth.&lt;br /&gt;Stubborn.Loves to chat. Loves those who love them. Very good person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who are born in the year of Rat are ambitious yet honest. Being the first Horoscope sign of the Chinese astrology, Rat are leaders, pioneers and conquerors. Rat are charming, charismatic, passionate, practical and hardworking. While in the West, Rat is associated with sewers, disease and vermin, but Rat is viewed differently in the Chinese Horoscope. The Eastern horoscope view and appreciate Rat for its quick wits and their ability to accumulate and hold on to wealth. Rat symbolize good luck in the East. Rat is a smart and charming sign in Chinese astrology. Rat are witty and funny and they will take good care of those they consider as good friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat are energetic, resourceful and adaptable, and can usually find their way around obstacles, and adapt to various environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Rat are friendly and the fun loving type, they are cunning and also audacious promoters of their own agendas. Rat's enchantment and powers of persuasion are often used to their best advantage. Rat are spurred and propelled by money and possessions. They posses the nature of quick-wittedness and sharp-tongued and are good debaters. Behind the charm and smiles, Rat can be very stubborn and controlling, demanding on having things their way no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat enjoy learning by observing, they like to watch from the outside looking in. They are always observant, always gathering information in their brains for use at some future time when they require it. Rat dislike boredom and are always looking for information, knowledge and challenges to keep their already sharp wits even sharper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat sometimes tend to exaggerate the smallest difficulty. It is important to see things with objectivity, and then you will feel more relax and efficient. Beware of intoxications and be very careful and strict in the use of drugs. Avoid smoking too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat seldom make long lasting friendships. Their most compatible partner or lover is the Ox, Dragon or Monkey. They are least compatible with the Horse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot more stuff to share, maybe next post, tired now, later I still need chiong homework. God bless me -.-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2394331597706933943?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2394331597706933943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2394331597706933943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2394331597706933943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2394331597706933943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/06/whadthfxuk.html' title='Whadthfxuk'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7228824363120923385</id><published>2009-06-26T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:23:05.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Move your body through the musicc xzxzxzx</title><content type='html'>Freak! Blogger did not save my post.&lt;br /&gt;So I have to re-type this post D:&lt;br /&gt;Actually its a long naggy post. Now I cut short uh.&lt;br /&gt;And hor! I want complain to blogger. The picture upload-er so long then finally uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;Now I fxuking hate blogger.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I waited for the upload-er for 1 hour. Haven't upload. Whadthhell.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, I go use photobucket. Photobucket the best lorh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I got alittle bored.&lt;br /&gt;Photoshop pwns! Today, whole day long, I played with photoshop.&lt;br /&gt;Did some editing.&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you, sorry, its just my ugly face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTvJ45lu-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FgFBgYpjESY/s1600-h/edit+wee.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTvJ45lu-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FgFBgYpjESY/s400/edit+wee.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351665210394786786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTulzilvyI/AAAAAAAAAlU/A2WNRsWOiXM/s1600-h/edit+texture.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTulzilvyI/AAAAAAAAAlU/A2WNRsWOiXM/s400/edit+texture.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351664590480850722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, I played JamLegend introduced by Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite easy for me, as I play audition.&lt;br /&gt;Its quite similar to audition.&lt;br /&gt;Did some screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;I tried Cannon Rock, easy mah. Where got fast.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone please introduce me fast and hard songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw2LiQ-lI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Zng-7MBIVm0/s1600-h/edit+Vs+com+money+3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw2LiQ-lI/AAAAAAAAAmM/Zng-7MBIVm0/s400/edit+Vs+com+money+3.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667070823103058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw196-hqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5WozzU-8plk/s1600-h/edit+Vs+com+money+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 154px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw196-hqI/AAAAAAAAAmE/5WozzU-8plk/s400/edit+Vs+com+money+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667067168655010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw1uuzQpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8vtrfhXNcOA/s1600-h/edit+vs+com+im+on+fire.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw1uuzQpI/AAAAAAAAAl8/8vtrfhXNcOA/s400/edit+vs+com+im+on+fire.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667063091053202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw1WOMJcI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fyZr7I1RIgw/s1600-h/edit+Vs+com+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 158px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw1WOMJcI/AAAAAAAAAl0/fyZr7I1RIgw/s400/edit+Vs+com+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667056511821250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw09ejhKI/AAAAAAAAAls/9v7rvttsgi8/s1600-h/edit+vs.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 173px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTw09ejhKI/AAAAAAAAAls/9v7rvttsgi8/s400/edit+vs.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667049869575330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with weiyang, he don't believe that I'll upload photos.&lt;br /&gt;To prove him wrong~&lt;br /&gt;WARNING: He's damn fair and I'm damn tanned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzf91xV-I/AAAAAAAAAms/lIG0Zq6SWwk/s1600-h/DSC029402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzf91xV-I/AAAAAAAAAms/lIG0Zq6SWwk/s400/DSC029402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351669987724580834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfqtZuSI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rYnfRvGIa5c/s1600-h/DSC02939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfqtZuSI/AAAAAAAAAmk/rYnfRvGIa5c/s400/DSC02939.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351669982589204770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfTPhEAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/H1f8o5xxKgc/s1600-h/DSC02938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfTPhEAI/AAAAAAAAAmc/H1f8o5xxKgc/s400/DSC02938.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351669976289841154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfBARFfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/a5BA5utxR3Q/s1600-h/DSC02941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTzfBARFfI/AAAAAAAAAmU/a5BA5utxR3Q/s400/DSC02941.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351669971394041330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch alot of anime. All introduced by Cindy.&lt;br /&gt;I freaking hate one anime. Abit porny. I hate it &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;I really like those vampire ones. Hope the season 3 would be out!&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to ask me introduce animes. Cause I now everywhere I look is anime. All thanks to Cindy lah! I'm so gonna kill her in school.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;I broke Cheryl's record.&lt;br /&gt;I woke up on 2pm today! Shh, don't spread. Later people call me pig.&lt;br /&gt;This june holidays, I did nothing just slack at com, eat and sleep. I really need to slim down.&lt;br /&gt;I love HL milks. ROFLMAO. Random.&lt;br /&gt;I have alot to post derh. Now abit tired.&lt;br /&gt;Cause of the fxuking blogger thingy.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't save my draft. Actually very long post de. Now short, you all in luck.&lt;br /&gt;If not, you all will just die with my long post.&lt;br /&gt;I'm left with 2 composition and 2 maths worksheet. AHH!&lt;br /&gt;Tata&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7228824363120923385?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7228824363120923385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7228824363120923385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7228824363120923385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7228824363120923385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/06/move-your-body-through-musicc-xzxzxzx.html' title='Move your body through the musicc xzxzxzx'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkTvJ45lu-I/AAAAAAAAAlk/FgFBgYpjESY/s72-c/edit+wee.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-6414176285350461594</id><published>2009-06-22T23:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T00:15:52.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Drawings with free-hand! DIY!</title><content type='html'>Well, I got bored today so I went to browse through my files and folder on my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;I found some kind of drawing program. I was thinking, wouldn't it be fun if I play with it.&lt;br /&gt;And it turned out fun yet difficult.&lt;br /&gt;My drawings are all drawn with free-hand.&lt;br /&gt;So the shapes(eyes, nose, etc.) would be out-of-shape.&lt;br /&gt;One eye big, one eye small. ROFLMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I tried drawing a flower. Which my younger sister suggested. Cus I have no idea what to draw :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its very fake. I'm a noob mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB8rFEz_pI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EoWe65ZeHhs/s1600-h/Flower+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB8rFEz_pI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EoWe65ZeHhs/s400/Flower+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350413436854730386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, my sister wanted me to draw her. Cute lurh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First try: I know its disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB9Yy7r-PI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RQJUwTL6vnA/s1600-h/sister.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB9Yy7r-PI/AAAAAAAAAjs/RQJUwTL6vnA/s400/sister.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350414222258600178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second try: My sister say its cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB9ZKrCCTI/AAAAAAAAAj0/_R9vkDGjVMQ/s1600-h/sister+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 257px; height: 391px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB9ZKrCCTI/AAAAAAAAAj0/_R9vkDGjVMQ/s400/sister+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350414228631193906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my sister wanted a beautiful house, so yeahh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-B5_AXzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hsyySYYvwlg/s1600-h/house.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 329px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-B5_AXzI/AAAAAAAAAj8/hsyySYYvwlg/s400/house.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350414928526204722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful house + My sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-CIHh2-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Un5ZG7Um544/s1600-h/house%2Bsister.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-CIHh2-I/AAAAAAAAAkE/Un5ZG7Um544/s400/house%2Bsister.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350414932320050146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating fruits so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-23VqxUI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ocZTRZvP7UQ/s1600-h/apple+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 326px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-23VqxUI/AAAAAAAAAkM/ocZTRZvP7UQ/s400/apple+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350415838349018434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apple 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-3LgmzsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/r6c0uN3sbWE/s1600-h/apple+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-3LgmzsI/AAAAAAAAAkU/r6c0uN3sbWE/s400/apple+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350415843763605186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-3d9h0rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/v5FdfCmAbbs/s1600-h/strawberry.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 329px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB-3d9h0rI/AAAAAAAAAkc/v5FdfCmAbbs/s400/strawberry.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350415848716751538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey mouses, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_UABI2CI/AAAAAAAAAkk/G_hu507POMM/s1600-h/mickey+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 246px; height: 245px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_UABI2CI/AAAAAAAAAkk/G_hu507POMM/s400/mickey+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350416338895034402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mickey 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_UaiqXFI/AAAAAAAAAks/SWn8qkc3Fzk/s1600-h/mickey+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 235px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_UaiqXFI/AAAAAAAAAks/SWn8qkc3Fzk/s400/mickey+2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350416346014964818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random: Lovely couples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovely couples. But I know its not lovely -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_uux90PI/AAAAAAAAAk0/iLdUAY_93Sc/s1600-h/love+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 334px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB_uux90PI/AAAAAAAAAk0/iLdUAY_93Sc/s400/love+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350416798124462322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with..&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkCALIF9fbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Bk3CzJDP15E/s1600-h/Jiawei+1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkCALIF9fbI/AAAAAAAAAk8/Bk3CzJDP15E/s400/Jiawei+1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350417285955550642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tataaa &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-6414176285350461594?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/6414176285350461594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=6414176285350461594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/6414176285350461594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/6414176285350461594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/06/drawings-with-free-hand-diy.html' title='Drawings with free-hand! DIY!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB8rFEz_pI/AAAAAAAAAjk/EoWe65ZeHhs/s72-c/Flower+1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7691942709178009805</id><published>2009-06-21T21:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T23:51:31.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shut it up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:400%;"&gt;Hello&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A big hello to you all!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blogskin. Recently in the cyber world I'm called a ripper.&lt;br /&gt;I guess its true. I guess I'm shameless. I guess I should stop blogging.&lt;br /&gt;But Huishi and Shinyin, cheered me. They support me.&lt;br /&gt;I won't let them down. I'll continue blogging x))&lt;br /&gt;Done doing the request skin of Siting.&lt;br /&gt;Did it in only 30min. Not very well done :D&lt;br /&gt;Go her blog see bahs. &lt;a href="http://xoxo--kokology.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://xoxo--kokology.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heres are screenshot:&lt;br /&gt;As usual, click to enlarge :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB7ZLc8PHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-S0cw5Fb2jA/s1600-h/kokos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB7ZLc8PHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-S0cw5Fb2jA/s400/kokos.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350412029817273458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I very long didn't update. So yeah, updated.&lt;br /&gt;This post goes by dates. From the latest to the oldest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 21 June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with Weekeat. I every week go once so now I'm very tanned.&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I learnt how to swim frog-style. I know I'm very slow.&lt;br /&gt;Then, Waishen and his brother, Waisoon came.&lt;br /&gt;Played around.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we got serious and played fight. Heheheh.&lt;br /&gt;I won. Thanks to my long nails :B Lazy cut.&lt;br /&gt;After fighting, went to play catching. Childish people we are ;D&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 20 June 2009.&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch a movie at church. It's free-of-charge. FOC :D&lt;br /&gt;With Hanlye, Jonathan and Jonathan's father.&lt;br /&gt;Wore something new. White shirt with many black stars ((:&lt;br /&gt;We bought tidbits and drinks, 2 extra large and extra spicy potato-chips and 3 bottle of sprite.&lt;br /&gt;After buying we rushed into the auditorium to find seats.&lt;br /&gt;We found our seats, thanks to the helper in the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;The movie starts at 5.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;Hanlye argued with Jonathan say that wanna sit with me xD&lt;br /&gt;Aiyah, movie starts they so noisy. For them, I go sit in the middle. Now both sitting with me :DD&lt;br /&gt;Opened the potato-chips and eat. Guess what? I saw Regina while eating x)&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Waahh! I felt super thirsty after eating those potato-chips.&lt;br /&gt;Drank finished my sprite D: I took some from both Hanlye and Jonathan. Mwhahahaha &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating almost 3/4 of the chips. I passed to Hanlye as Jonathan don't feel like eating. Hehehh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm damn thirstyyyy!&lt;br /&gt;Then, we got bored of the movie. We chatted.&lt;br /&gt;Got one kaobeikaopu de auntie infront us.&lt;br /&gt;Turned back and scolded us.&lt;br /&gt;We did nothing wrong, we shout at her.&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan's father shout at her.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jonathan father got angry and pulled Jonathan home. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, have lucky draw or something de. Hanlye and I got 5kg of rice and horlicks :D!&lt;br /&gt;Then met Miss Ng, she found out about Jonathan's father.&lt;br /&gt;She bought things for them.&lt;br /&gt;Hanlye and I carried 10kg++ things to Jonathan's house.&lt;br /&gt;His father don't want accpect the gifts. Not a single thanks.&lt;br /&gt;He called us to get lost. Whadthhell?. Hao xin mei hao bao.&lt;br /&gt;Heck care him.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home at 9 pm :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the east-coast with Hanlye x:&lt;br /&gt;We went to rent roller-blades. We roller-bladed.&lt;br /&gt;After we got tired, we went to the beach, and fooled around. Took some pictures, so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYXiK27I/AAAAAAAAAik/ajdDEi_05WA/s1600-h/Image0036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYXiK27I/AAAAAAAAAik/ajdDEi_05WA/s400/Image0036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009594624793522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYQl_RmI/AAAAAAAAAic/bF8cZ8orZpc/s1600-h/Image0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYQl_RmI/AAAAAAAAAic/bF8cZ8orZpc/s400/Image0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009592761763426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYP5Gq4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/85yEeWDiGOc/s1600-h/Image0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NYP5Gq4I/AAAAAAAAAiU/85yEeWDiGOc/s400/Image0030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009592573504386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NXwGLtMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ekfhMBM2Nmo/s1600-h/06062009024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NXwGLtMI/AAAAAAAAAiM/ekfhMBM2Nmo/s400/06062009024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009584038425794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NXpUdA2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/HJLSp_RI6oU/s1600-h/06062009015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8NXpUdA2I/AAAAAAAAAiE/HJLSp_RI6oU/s400/06062009015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350009582219232098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8ORamNaFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/U-He99VndiQ/s1600-h/Image0041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8ORamNaFI/AAAAAAAAAjE/U-He99VndiQ/s400/Image0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010574699587666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8ORIcucxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/888giGW6tcU/s1600-h/Image0039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8ORIcucxI/AAAAAAAAAi8/888giGW6tcU/s400/Image0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010569827971858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8OQwNE-GI/AAAAAAAAAi0/dBJAfYruYR4/s1600-h/Image0037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8OQwNE-GI/AAAAAAAAAi0/dBJAfYruYR4/s400/Image0037.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010563319887970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8OQ75XM3I/AAAAAAAAAis/YZ7pJHOCFJU/s1600-h/blabla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8OQ75XM3I/AAAAAAAAAis/YZ7pJHOCFJU/s400/blabla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350010566458422130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I look super ugly here, so I covered my face :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanlye fell down for 20++ times. I didn't fall at all *CLAPCLAP*&lt;br /&gt;After roller-blade-ing, we felt hungry so we went to subway to eat. *Subway eat fresh*&lt;br /&gt;After eating, we went to walk walk.&lt;br /&gt;Bought drinks and then I saw a big dinosaur in the shop.&lt;br /&gt;I took photo with the dinosaur :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8Py4e7XjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/5LsPb950r44/s1600-h/06062009030+(1).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sj8Py4e7XjI/AAAAAAAAAjM/5LsPb950r44/s400/06062009030+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350012249169419826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's already 9.30 pm, we're still at Pasir ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;Then we saw Jiangjun of My school bag too heavy. 书包太重!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Jiangjun's hair. Spiky xD&lt;br /&gt;Then went home at 10 pm, reached home at 10.30 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming with Weiyang early in the morning 8 am.&lt;br /&gt;The water was cold :D Shioookkk xD&lt;br /&gt;Very few people.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 1 week school for Science classes &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole primary 6 have to go. Whadthfcukk.&lt;br /&gt;Waited for Hanlye at mac.&lt;br /&gt;Ate breakfast with him :D&lt;br /&gt;Went school and got caught of ankle socks by Mrs Lim. Freak.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to science class ._.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's alot of things to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;But I'm too lazy, sorry people!&lt;br /&gt;Byebyeeeeeeeeeeeeeee~! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:150%;"&gt;&lt;B&gt;Anyone want to watch movie?&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any movie also can, I just don't want to stay at home!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7691942709178009805?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7691942709178009805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7691942709178009805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7691942709178009805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7691942709178009805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/06/shut-it-up.html' title='Shut it up.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SkB7ZLc8PHI/AAAAAAAAAjc/-S0cw5Fb2jA/s72-c/kokos.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4050505093191934162</id><published>2009-05-21T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:10:57.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop you're making me blush</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size='4'&gt;Edited post :D !Re-read pleaseee !&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/ShU4IXh11zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yC19R771I1c/s400/sister+and+brother+D.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='4'&gt;I don't get along with most people.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New blogskin, 1st time doing a brown blogskin :D&lt;br /&gt;Please give me comments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its Thursday. I should be studying but I'm sick of it. I'm sick of facing people, sick of trying my best to face them with a smile on my face. I don't wish to smile today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From now on, I am going to be treating people tactfully anyway so it really doesn't matter. Afterall, the only one who you can depend on forever is none other than yourself. I'm learning to be independent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to put on a mask. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I don't harm anybody, its okay. Right? That's what I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P/S: Hate me for all you want. You are so shallow and immature that I have no more opinion of you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alot people asks me that do someone backstabs them from behind.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to reply. That time was Weishan ask me did regina or maomao backstabb-ed her. I told her. Maybe, just maybe.. They did say something. They did not backstab, they comment-ed. Don't blame them. After that, Yufei told alot people that I cannot keep secerts, don't tell him.&lt;br /&gt;I was like.. So irritated.&lt;br /&gt;People ask me, I reply. Also got wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Today regina ask me anyone got say bad things about her.. I don't how to reply her. I just told her. I don't want say about this kind of things, later problems starts. Fights starts. Quarrell starts. Manythings starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Every setback makes me stronger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not care so much on backstabbers. Backstabbing blues! :D.&lt;br /&gt;Why should I sad. Everyones happy. But why not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After getting backstabbed by so many ex-bestfriends, if I say I am not wary of people, I am lying through my teeth. &lt;br /&gt;Life's like a movie. Sometimes the plot of the story is good, sometimes sucky. Sometimes new characters appear, sometimes less significant ones disappear from the picture. Everyday is a brand new start. You won't know what fate have in store for you. Sometimes you love, sometimes you hate. You can't please everybody all the time. People from all walks of life experienced different things which makes them who they are. Sometimes people are nasty to you, most of the time nice. We are human. We have different emotions and feelings. We use emotions to express our feelings. Sometimes we do it the correct way, sometime we don't. &lt;br /&gt;All these elements made up an important part of the movie. It contributes to making our life story interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Nobody gets away scot-free without having a taste of life. &lt;br /&gt;We are all sinners. We'll just have to learn how to forgive and forget to live in harmony. Why despise others just because of some mistakes they made? We all make mistakes. However severe or however least severe, they are all mistakes. &lt;br /&gt;I don't want drama in my life. &lt;br /&gt;I had enough.&lt;br /&gt;Its time to step out of the scene whereby nasty people talk shit about eachother behind eachother's backs. That's mean. That's not who I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to blend into the world once. Now, I am accepting the fact that I do not blend well with the rest of the world. At least the "world" around me. I'm not saying that I'm nice or whatever. Its just that they are too mean for me to handle. I cannot take how everyone can treat it as nothing. Sometimes, I feel like I'm all alone.&lt;br /&gt;Why can't they love me for who I am and forget who I've been?&lt;br /&gt;After all, I am only human.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school, I was like very tired. Mrs sally tan say I come school to have girlf. I tell you arh. I'm not. I want to study. But I just can't listen in class. She changes my place and I sat alone.&lt;br /&gt;After school, so bored.&lt;br /&gt;Went to have some fun with maomao, shawn, regina &amp; Sharon.&lt;br /&gt;Went to a big drain near shawn's house. Fishing! hehehes!&lt;br /&gt;Shawn caught a fish but his net drop down to the big drain.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go help him get secertly. Regina tags along. So be it :D&lt;br /&gt;They found out. They stopped me but I have to help my friend.&lt;br /&gt;My leg.. Half of my nail is gone.&lt;br /&gt;They scare my leg will infect. I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I went down bravely. Barefooted :D&lt;br /&gt;Regina, shawn and sharon didn't dared to come down. After much persuition from me and maomao.&lt;br /&gt;They came down.&lt;br /&gt;Regina, with slippers that suppose I should wear cus I injured. Shawn and sharon did not wear anything.&lt;br /&gt;They did not dare to come over, while I walked far.&lt;br /&gt;I came back holding them and came across the fish thing.&lt;br /&gt;I hold regina and sharon. Shawn came to hold me. He scare! :D&lt;br /&gt;Fishes was biting my injure part. It was so painful.. But I didn't shout. Because if I shout, 3 of my friends would fall down as the floor was oily. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;I think in my heart. One person pain is better than four people.&lt;br /&gt;So I kept in my heart that I was pain. Maomao was ontop of the drain and guide us.&lt;br /&gt;The drain was big siaa. Omqesh!&lt;br /&gt;I saw shawn's net. I went to get. While 3 of them watch ==&lt;br /&gt;I almost fall, regina and sharon held my hand near the elbow. Glad they know how to pay back :D&lt;br /&gt;Shawn stood still, didn't move. Too scare I think. I dun wan people laugh at him. He said he very daring. But to me everyone will feel scare. Don't laugh uhs! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk back to the drain.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn was like hugging regina and holding her when we going up the drain.&lt;br /&gt;I almost fell, sharon held my hand. Then maomao say:"Orhor. Hold hand!"&lt;br /&gt;I pust her hand away, she say nevermind dun care and then held my hand again.&lt;br /&gt;They treated me as friend. I'm glad..&lt;br /&gt;They we sat there. My leg was bleeding. I did tell no one. So no one knows. I'm glad. I dun wan them to worry.&lt;br /&gt;The fishes were so pitiful.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went for some catchings! Block catchings.&lt;br /&gt;Sharon was the catcher twice. I was not even once! :P&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, I had alot of fun with my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bedok resovior&lt;--not sure of the spelling. Sorriees!&lt;br /&gt;With huishi and jiachun.&lt;br /&gt;We jogged 4.8 km, my record :D&lt;br /&gt;Then we took 10 minutes resting.&lt;br /&gt;I went near to the pond. Huishi pushed me.&lt;br /&gt;I feel and hit my head abit. Head not pain but my leg's nail was gone! D:&lt;br /&gt;She said sorry.. She help me paste the plaster.&lt;br /&gt;See lah, because of me everyone felt unhappy. Sorry!&lt;br /&gt;And went handphone was spoil because when she push me to the pond. My handphone was in my pocket &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Now cannot press and make music == ROAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my examinations marking.&lt;br /&gt;My results were comfirmed.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't did well D:&lt;br /&gt;I got average for everything.&lt;br /&gt;My history got 42/50 Grading: A&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn happy! :DD!&lt;br /&gt;But after that short happying.&lt;br /&gt;I found out that my chinese only got 73.5/90 Grading: A&lt;br /&gt;I'm not happy about that I got 78.5/90 last time! D:&lt;br /&gt;My mathematics.. Still fail after alot of studying.&lt;br /&gt;I did study for exam lorh! But only maths. D:&lt;br /&gt;I passed my science. Surprising! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis with shawn :D&lt;br /&gt;He very very cuuute!&lt;br /&gt;We shop until very siao. We're like mad dogs. Hehehes!&lt;br /&gt;We ate sushi, while shawn was putting the soy sauce on the sushi-s.&lt;br /&gt;He put until me hand ==&lt;br /&gt;I went to toliet to wash and then when I came back.&lt;br /&gt;Left 6 sushi-s -.-&lt;br /&gt;It was fun being with him :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went wild wild wet with Jueyun and Yingshi(:!&lt;br /&gt;Damn fun! I love them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun wan post le. But there's still alot things.&lt;br /&gt;My audition got bug! D:&lt;br /&gt;I wish my audition can play again. Without lag-ness! :D&lt;br /&gt;Byeeeeee! (:&lt;br /&gt;Withloves, Marcus :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4050505093191934162?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4050505093191934162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4050505093191934162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4050505093191934162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4050505093191934162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/05/stop-youre-making-me-blush.html' title='Stop you&apos;re making me blush'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/ShU4IXh11zI/AAAAAAAAAg4/yC19R771I1c/s72-c/sister+and+brother+D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4024959381383287521</id><published>2009-04-29T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T02:35:57.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogskin :D</title><content type='html'>Hello, please vote for which blogskin your perfer.&lt;br /&gt;Most people like-ed bloskin would be my blogskinn :D&lt;br /&gt;I'll be posting on &lt;S&gt;Saturday&lt;/s&gt; Postponed, after exams. Stay tunee :D&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;Blogskin #01:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfhUNNgaPpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/L6Sq-c8F2NU/s1600-h/Image+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfhUNNgaPpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/L6Sq-c8F2NU/s400/Image+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330102744933613202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogskin #02:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfhVQIY4-PI/AAAAAAAAAfA/VOM8Zxa59kU/s1600-h/Image+6.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfhVQIY4-PI/AAAAAAAAAfA/VOM8Zxa59kU/s400/Image+6.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330103894611130610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4024959381383287521?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4024959381383287521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4024959381383287521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4024959381383287521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4024959381383287521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/04/blogskin-d.html' title='Blogskin :D'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfhUNNgaPpI/AAAAAAAAAe4/L6Sq-c8F2NU/s72-c/Image+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3906309649645661618</id><published>2009-04-24T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:40:42.128-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're beautiful, like reaal :D.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfGb04vQohI/AAAAAAAAAeY/jS0QqjDWN2k/s1600-h/DSC02056,3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfGb04vQohI/AAAAAAAAAeY/jS0QqjDWN2k/s400/DSC02056,3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328211167042118162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthdaee to &lt;strong&gt;Ariel Ong Hui Xuann.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my new keyboard :D. So I tried to go in audition. At first I thought audition could let out all my stress, but it didn't as my audition wasn't working D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday, 20/04/09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had oral examination.&lt;br /&gt;Register 1 to 20 were tested on English while 21 to 40 was tested on Chinese. I was register 5 so I was tested on English. Like obviously :DD. hahahaha, boliaooo..&lt;br /&gt;I was nervous! Yujun, whom register was 4. She say the picture conversation so fast.. I didn't even read at all, AHHH!&lt;br /&gt;After my oral, I was like so.. Thank God its overr[;&lt;br /&gt;During others were testing on oral. I did my maths, but in the end only do 6 question out of 30. Rolf @ myself.&lt;br /&gt;I found my love today, 200409. :D. Complicated relationship.&lt;br /&gt;Fought with Weiyang. He didn't give me allowancee. Give Yujun only. Everyone shout with me:"WEIYANG,WEIYANG LIKE YUJUNN".&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Yujun, not saying you. I know you dun like Weiyang. No offencee.&lt;br /&gt;He think he white-er than me very good. White chickenn! :P,:P,:P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday, 21/04/09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Mrs ho is like giving us alot of grammer and vocabulary worksheets.\&lt;br /&gt;We rushed 6 worksheets. OMGOMGOMG. Hand numb! AHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Went to choir. I really hate Woon Yong You, Susan, Daniel, Junwei, Yek guo, Matthias and Ms Tan Liling. They're so bloody x:&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Yap, crazy one call us to memorize whole book of composition.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't finish my maths as I dunno how to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday, 22/04/09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday are quite good as normally school ends at 1pm but wednesdays are 12.30pm :D.&lt;br /&gt;Did alot of situational writing from Mrs ho.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday, 23/04/09.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna perform in school hall. Learn-ed cat-walks.&lt;br /&gt;Brought phone Mrs ho found out and scolded us. Maybe want to call parents lerr D:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry. Really nothing to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday, 24/04/09. Today :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I perform-ed cat-walk in the hall. Students were clapping but the teachers weren't.&lt;br /&gt;Walaoooooos, today Mrs kanan very what lahh. No wonder alot people call her Mrs kanasai.&lt;br /&gt;She today crazy. Threw HanLye's chair. Pull Nigel. Force me to knee down to her. And push the clay art teacher out of the class. She's insane. Can't you tell? If you can't you can go bang wall.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to call our parents. Hanlye, Nigel and I went staff room and stand.&lt;br /&gt;She went to class and call us to continue to stand there.&lt;br /&gt;When she's gone. In my heart.. Thank God that I no need to go class and get tortured by her. KANINAA.;&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes we saw Mrs ho we told her that Mrs kanan is totally mad.&lt;br /&gt;We told the long story to her. She understand and call us to go back class. But then we can't because Mrs kanan still there. So we slacked for 1 hour until she's gone. And then maths period got scolded my Mrs sally tan. She insulted me. Saying my performance suck.&lt;br /&gt;Today, every lesson suck. SUCKSUCKSUCK.&lt;br /&gt;Then wrote composition why was I scolded by Mrs kanan. Mrs ho requested the composition from me, hanlye and nigel. I wrote the most words :D&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to perform again at 12.30pm, Mrs ho not happy as keep performing. FUCKTARDDD.&lt;br /&gt;Today played table tennis(pingpong) with weiyang, cherrize and amanda :D. sodamnfun!&lt;br /&gt;I realized that after the Pingpong show was showed alot people play pingpong.&lt;br /&gt;While we was playing we also make noises like "MYPOWERFULATTACK" and so on..&lt;br /&gt;Then I was caught for escaping from my choir. I was 'grab' back to music room 2 for my choir. Urghhhhs! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's choir was so.. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy new keyboard. Cost me $35, now I'm brokee.&lt;br /&gt;TODAYISREALLYAVERYVERYBADDAY. I hope you can read. Dots ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;centeR&gt;A wildly misunderstood although highly desirable malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain causes eyes to spearkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never cry for those who don't deserve your tears but those who deserve them won't let you cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My keyboard:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11tXggqI/AAAAAAAAAew/YHdykRVkoC0/s1600-h/DSC02147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11tXggqI/AAAAAAAAAew/YHdykRVkoC0/s400/DSC02147.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328239768471896738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11sZM_-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ov2LM2JNOic/s1600-h/DSC02145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11sZM_-I/AAAAAAAAAeo/ov2LM2JNOic/s400/DSC02145.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328239768210571234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11cwiklI/AAAAAAAAAeg/nBzxRUklJUE/s1600-h/DSC02144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfG11cwiklI/AAAAAAAAAeg/nBzxRUklJUE/s400/DSC02144.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328239764013486674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3906309649645661618?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3906309649645661618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3906309649645661618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3906309649645661618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3906309649645661618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-beautiful-like-reaal-d.html' title='You&apos;re beautiful, like reaal :D.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SfGb04vQohI/AAAAAAAAAeY/jS0QqjDWN2k/s72-c/DSC02056,3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2052642806227918574</id><published>2009-04-18T06:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:54:07.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>If you had a bad dayye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size='5'&gt;I &lt;U&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; had a bad day.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really want to thank the people below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;• Siewboon/maomao&lt;br /&gt;• Sharon/aiai&lt;br /&gt;• Sharon's mum, whom I wanted as my godmother&lt;br /&gt;• Siewboon's mum&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;I &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; my godmother and my mother.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother scolded me today. Okay very long story, very. For that, I runaway from home.&lt;br /&gt;1st thing I did was to call my maomao as I know she's very caring.&lt;br /&gt;She told me to go Sharon's house 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Then went to her house and then maomao went to fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;Reached Sharon's house. I sat down and then Sharon's mum talked to me about my 'ranaway'.&lt;br /&gt;Then Sharon went to her tuition centre. &lt;br /&gt;After she's gone. I went to Sharon's laptop and sat down to play &lt;u&gt;audition&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Then maomao go snatch away the laptop to play after one round of my game.&lt;br /&gt;Then we ate all of Sharon's sweet. Okay, I think she'll find out.&lt;br /&gt;Later I went to maomao's house, actually is stay there for like 1 or 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;Then maomao's mum talked to me. I've decided to go home at 8.&lt;br /&gt;I PK-ed with maomao's with songs. I won her in all songs. I think almost all :D.&lt;br /&gt;Then we promised each other that we'll sign up 'Campus Superstar'.&lt;br /&gt;After that, maomao's mum cooked finish dinner and I went to eat. One word to describe foods - Yummy :D.&lt;br /&gt;Then went home, obviously my mum, dad, godmother and grandmother talked to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;font size='3'&gt;17th April 2009&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Lim gave Primary six-es a shock. A big shock.&lt;br /&gt;She wanted to check our bags for HANDPHONEES.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to Michelle. You wouldn't know what she did.&lt;br /&gt;Her bloody phone rang in the hall loudly like no one else's business.&lt;br /&gt;I brought handphone too,&lt;br /&gt;same goes to Aiai, Maomao, Ariel, Nigel and so on..&lt;br /&gt;After school, I was like.. HUH? Mrs Lim didn't came. I didn't listen to songs for 3 hours D:&lt;br /&gt;BLOODYMRSLIM -.-lll&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;CENTER&gt;&lt;font size='4'&gt;I dun wanna blog anymore. I'll stop here.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2052642806227918574?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2052642806227918574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2052642806227918574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2052642806227918574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2052642806227918574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/04/if-you-had-bad-dayye.html' title='If you had a bad dayye.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8636515426383784791</id><published>2009-04-10T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:35:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Time flys.</title><content type='html'>I'll cut short alot of things in this post. I'll won't be posting alot as there is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy Good Friday :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I really have no idea how to start this post..&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I woke up this morning I went to see my phone. I was spam-ed by 23 msg-es.&lt;br /&gt;It's all Jackie's secret admires asking me who she like :D. How to reply. I didn't even reply one of them :P.&lt;br /&gt;I took a look at my room's clock and if I don't brush my teeth now I'm sure gonna be late for church.&lt;br /&gt;I done all my things and walk out of my house.&lt;br /&gt;Met Sophia downstairs. Then we saw Pohyi and Mandy.&lt;br /&gt;Then while walking I saw Hanlye :D.&lt;br /&gt;We all walked together to church, I look weird as I wore-ed long jeans.&lt;br /&gt;We were like walking in a gang. I was in the centre, the gang leader x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached church and settled down, not much to elaborate :D.&lt;br /&gt;After church went for lunch with Pohyi and Sophia.&lt;br /&gt;I ate Nasi lemak, ice kachang and mango tea x:&lt;br /&gt;I was damn full, hehes. Comfirm need to go on a diet again :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went home, my mum hurried me to pack my things to go swimming. OMG, I'm so gonna get darken D:&lt;br /&gt;Swim-ed, swim-ed and swim-ed :D.&lt;br /&gt;We stop because of lightning alert by the live-guard and all must get out of the pool.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went to bath then went to eat dinner :D. AHH, fat, fatter and getting more fatter. Damn my fatty tummy ._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.. Fought with my mum. And now having cold wars with her.&lt;br /&gt;Long story. I don't really wanna talk about it now, don't want it to spoil my mood.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so gonna leave home real soon. Who would shelter me. I need somewhere to sleep right?&lt;br /&gt;Then my mum went out.. she bought my pork chop. :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regan sms-ed me about Jackie again..&lt;br /&gt;He from last year until now Jack here and there. Urghs, damn irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing to do so I sat on my desk and type this bloody thingy on my laptop :D.&lt;br /&gt;Still have..&lt;br /&gt;Chinese CA1 worksheets to rush&lt;br /&gt;Maths worksheet percentage 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;Maths corrections&lt;br /&gt;Assessments&lt;br /&gt;Clear away all junks mail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;There's more, lazy add.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mrs sally tan, say I improved in maths :D. Yeahh, my weakest subject improved.&lt;br /&gt;Exams are coming real soon. This 26 April 2009.&lt;br /&gt;I'll won't be online that often nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;Hope my English got an A again&lt;br /&gt;Chinese got A star again&lt;br /&gt;Science to get a C&lt;br /&gt;Maths a C will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Express, express, express&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want and I need you. express D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8636515426383784791?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8636515426383784791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8636515426383784791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8636515426383784791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8636515426383784791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/04/time-flys.html' title='Time flys.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5757155513754181427</id><published>2009-04-04T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:16.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You want a piece of me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sddz-E5zFAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pnAozYTneU0/s1600-h/DSC01740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sddz-E5zFAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pnAozYTneU0/s400/DSC01740.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320848995066778626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello earthlings,&lt;br /&gt;Went to sports carnival and I didn't expect to get 2nd place for overall. For that I got a 'sliver cup' :D.&lt;br /&gt;The bloody 1.6 kilometer run.. I didn't expect that I would get 50 and below out of 120 pupils. That's make 3 classes. One class is 40 pupils x:&lt;br /&gt;After the carnival went home and I was so tired.. I took a nap of 3 hours.&lt;br /&gt;Poh Yi called and she asked me to go out with her. Then I go out :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddrOFNrulI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EAvz12FZScc/s1600-h/DSC01860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddrOFNrulI/AAAAAAAAAc4/EAvz12FZScc/s400/DSC01860.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320839374423439954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went science centre, guess who I saw..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SdduN8PonhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PXGpofsU_oo/s1600-h/DSC01845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SdduN8PonhI/AAAAAAAAAdA/PXGpofsU_oo/s400/DSC01845.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320842670550588946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES. Its Lee Guo Huang :D. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Along my maths and science trail at the science centre.. I saw them taking a shoot on the show 'My classmate's dad'.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on television :D. Calefareee/.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got 50 dollar for lunch. A big big surprise from my mum :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddvNWF_npI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Joy63sKUO3o/s1600-h/DSC01869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddvNWF_npI/AAAAAAAAAdI/Joy63sKUO3o/s400/DSC01869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320843759821233810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch.. I recieved Nicholas' msg. &lt;br /&gt;It read:"Sorry. I'm upset this afew days."&lt;br /&gt;I thought he has forgottan me but he didn't :D. LOTSOFLOVE :P.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went swimming today with Poh Yi, Mandy, Wee keat and myself-&lt;br /&gt;We had alot of fun :DD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyMMeRoxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dD1BIxw9mWQ/s1600-h/DSC01909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyMMeRoxI/AAAAAAAAAdw/dD1BIxw9mWQ/s400/DSC01909.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320847038593737490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyMBhtylI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wwNqa9raVPk/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyMBhtylI/AAAAAAAAAdo/wwNqa9raVPk/s400/DSC01906.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320847035655375442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyL2hPMBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5yiwrWfTzzs/s1600-h/DSC01905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyL2hPMBI/AAAAAAAAAdg/5yiwrWfTzzs/s400/DSC01905.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320847032700579858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyL-73UbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/fZ82j5QFtAg/s1600-h/DSC01902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyL-73UbI/AAAAAAAAAdY/fZ82j5QFtAg/s400/DSC01902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320847034959745458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyLlFy2bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jid-cOiGD3c/s1600-h/DSC01901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddyLlFy2bI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/jid-cOiGD3c/s400/DSC01901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320847028022073778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After swimming we went macdonald. &lt;br /&gt;Then we said bye to Mandy and wee keat..&lt;br /&gt;So left me and Poh Yi.. We went playground until 9 o'clock then I sent her home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Drama/choir reflection&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Jia Wei (6 HOPE)  13 March 2009&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;QN: What have you learnt in the last few weeks of musical practises? &lt;br /&gt;1) Stage Areas&lt;br /&gt;2) Co-operation&lt;br /&gt;3) We also could play and relax while learning.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;QN: Describe a session that you enjoyed most.&lt;br /&gt;Games! As we could play while learning.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;QN: Area(s) which I would like to improve on... &lt;br /&gt;No butts! Of course, I don't want to let the crowd to see my butt. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;QN: Which school value/NE message did you practice during the training sessions?&lt;br /&gt;Respect, Passion for learning and last but not least... Co-operation.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had photoshoot today for drama... Coming out on the magazinee :D.&lt;br /&gt;Put on makeups. Teachers have difficulty finding my face thingy as my skin's too dark.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I'll end this post with a..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddzxTk8imI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0jiV23eBiL0/s1600-h/DSC01706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SddzxTk8imI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0jiV23eBiL0/s400/DSC01706.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320848775667550818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5757155513754181427?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5757155513754181427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5757155513754181427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5757155513754181427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5757155513754181427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-want-piece-of-me.html' title='You want a piece of me?'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/Sddz-E5zFAI/AAAAAAAAAeA/pnAozYTneU0/s72-c/DSC01740.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4383005200813429773</id><published>2009-03-26T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:23.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss the old daddy :\</title><content type='html'>Today in class.. As usual listening to songs.&lt;br /&gt;Then PE lessons :D. I raced with my nuers. Okay.. I lost D:. See I old lerr. Cannot win my nuers. -.- LOL. &lt;br /&gt;I listen the 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift until halfway then.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Ho went:"Jiawei, do question 9 on the board". Easy peasy :D.&lt;br /&gt;After I went back to my table.. I found I'm so flooded by sms-es. After reply-ing them, I continued to listen to songs. Rachael, the girl sitting beside me said:"Very obvious leh". Bodohhh :D.&lt;br /&gt;I was like counting school ending time. Then bell rang.&lt;br /&gt;Went home was like so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home.. I jump to bed and have a short nap. Sms-ed daddy before sleeping. I was like waiting for his reply and then I dozed off. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;He called me 2.10pm go down meet him. I sleep didn't read his reply. And I went down at 4pm. That's was my short nap :P.&lt;br /&gt;Played basketball with him. Then he went home. I'm alone again. &lt;br /&gt;Then online with daddy. He said he want to stead my ex-girlfriend. For your information.. My ex-girlf is Sophia Sim. NOOB.&lt;br /&gt;Then he said that he also wanna stead the current girl that like me. Poh Yi :D.&lt;br /&gt;Poh Yi today like got problem she shared her drink with me as she saw me having my skipping practices very thirsty.&lt;br /&gt;Then I said I feel like eating ice-creams. She went Macdonalds and brought one for me.&lt;br /&gt;Then she went to lick for me ==. When see saw the ice-cream is melting.&lt;br /&gt;Then saw Sophia.. Brought french-fries. Poh Yi took alot chilli. How she know I love Macdonald's chilli.&lt;br /&gt;She help me put my fries infront of me and then pushed the chilli near me.. So touched :D.&lt;br /&gt;Then I was thirsty again.. She gave me whole bottle of coke ._.&lt;br /&gt;Then went block 108. Played soccer until siao. We're the mad kids :D.&lt;br /&gt;Sophia go pull her bra infront of me ==. EEE. Horny kiaa -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then called daddy as she found out that he wanted to stead her. She go play a trick on him. Hahaaa damn funny. &lt;br /&gt;Then Sophia says:"When I have 'S', I feel 'H'". &lt;br /&gt;Brandon quickly replied:"Are you saying 'When you have sex, you feel horny/hot".&lt;br /&gt;Sophia said:"No. You prevert. Is 'When I have sugar, I feel high".&lt;br /&gt;I was like HAHA-ing.&lt;br /&gt;Then Poh Yi and Sophia nothing to do go pinch my cheeks. Pain siaa D:&lt;br /&gt;Then went home and bathe. After bathing watch television and sat on this chair and type this lame post :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='6'&gt;Should I accpect her(s).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put (s) because there's three of them. I know you all think that I'm very BHB.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so ugly.. I cannot compare to them. I really hope they dun waste their time and youth on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is edit from the chorus of 'Love Story' by Taylor Swift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My love take me somewhere we can be alone&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting all there's left to do is run&lt;br /&gt;You'll be the princess and I'll be the prince&lt;br /&gt;It's a love story baby just say yes&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size='6'&gt;真正的爱过，才算真正的活过&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This chinese quote is copy-ed from Jingyuan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4383005200813429773?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4383005200813429773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4383005200813429773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4383005200813429773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4383005200813429773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-miss-old-daddy.html' title='I miss the old daddy :\'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5269897343583922792</id><published>2009-03-25T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:31.538-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You really had it.</title><content type='html'>Daddy.. Very, very realistic indeed.&lt;br /&gt;He very what. I cared for him the &lt;u&gt;most&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Shujia miss call him one time. He called back.&lt;br /&gt;I miss call him for more than 10 times. He didn't called back.&lt;br /&gt;Our relationship is getting more and more.. Complicated. I really don't wanna be like that. Its tiring. Very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;For him.. I everyday woke up at 5 to meet him and prepare my day in school.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday.. I came 6.45am. As he said.&lt;br /&gt;I call him as I reached his house downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;He say:"I at Mrt station already". &lt;strong&gt;This sentence shoot finish our conversation.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I scolded him. He was just meeting for a dumb friend. Very nerd de.&lt;br /&gt;I waited for him to end his CCA. 6.30+ am end. Then I play with him and brought him home. And gave him a big hug.&lt;br /&gt;Then on Tuesday.. At least better.. I came super early to wait for him. Dun let him slip away. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet his friend lo, after sending his bloody friend to school..&lt;br /&gt;Went to buy breakfast. &lt;b&gt;Every breakfast is I treat de, from Monday-Present.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying breakfast.. &lt;br /&gt;Then we walked and saw another of his friend ==. I always hated that. I don't want it to happen.&lt;br /&gt;His friend said:"Nicholas, I wan buy watch from the Shells. Opposite the road ==. Climb overhead bridge".&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas replied:"Yes, come erzi let's go". &lt;strong&gt;OMG, he said he was gonna be late must faster go school, his friend came no more late business.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I followed them ==. Brought drinks. Also I treat ==. Kaopei siaa.&lt;br /&gt;Then after buying the idiotic watch.. Climb overhead bridge again..&lt;br /&gt;Then brought him into the school and then go my school. Almost late for him.&lt;br /&gt;The afternoon his CCA.. My choir practice..&lt;br /&gt;After choir I went find him. Waited for him until very late then I go buy drinks. I come back and messaged him ask him where are you.&lt;br /&gt;U know what the message says? Sorry.. I reaching home liao. KNN. &lt;br /&gt;Wednesday thats means today..&lt;br /&gt;He like almost didn't even talked to me.. &lt;br /&gt;I met him at 6.45am he was late. His friend also. &lt;br /&gt;He told me not to come tomorrow as he have the cross country. Run 6.4km de.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the only sentence he talked to me. Then.. Brought him to school he said bye to me only. I was about to wave my hand he turned back and walk in school didn't look at me D:&lt;br /&gt;His girlfriend broke him again about 2-4 times le worh. I also dun have so pitiful. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I think his girlfriend may be annoyed. Not as patience as me. Broke him. I think she did the right thing..&lt;br /&gt;Daddy.. I want you to know that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;I had enough of it.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This a few days I was like listening to songs in school.&lt;br /&gt;The teachers are naggys. Today got scolding cus I never do homework..&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow sure kana another scolding as I didn't bring my homework home. How I do siaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out something..&lt;br /&gt;I lost my skipping rope's handle thing. Sophia gave to me. She say at home have somemore. Then I just took it from her.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went her house with Poh Yi. Guess what?&lt;br /&gt;I saw alot skipping ropes without handles..&lt;br /&gt;I thought back and alot of handles is she gave me when I lost it.&lt;br /&gt;She's my ex-girlfriend. I'm not worthy for her. And I also have someone in mind.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5269897343583922792?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5269897343583922792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5269897343583922792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5269897343583922792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5269897343583922792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/you-really-had-it.html' title='You really had it.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2915308349687887797</id><published>2009-03-21T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:38.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ILOVEMYDADDY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/ScUb_sra9TI/AAAAAAAAAco/3wdOY4Nd9SE/s1600-h/daddyisloved1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/ScUb_sra9TI/AAAAAAAAAco/3wdOY4Nd9SE/s400/daddyisloved1.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315685716319728946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face sucks. D:.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my daddy lots. Now our relationship is closer. To me ==.&lt;br /&gt;Went school, choir again. I'm loving it already -.- &lt;br /&gt;At choir.. Sing, acting and reading out my lines. I'm the teacher and Dino. The main casts. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home.. Rain and rain. Let it rain, let it pour. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Daddy asked me, Shujia and Gracious/Huishi if we want to go church.. I replied YES. They agree too.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy's mummy don't like Gracious and Shujia. Me abit abit.&lt;br /&gt;So while I was walking around 4+ finding Gracious and Shujia. Taxi came and call me in.&lt;br /&gt;I saw Daddy inside then I go in lor. And his sister and mother. Then I saw Gracious waiting for me there. Scolding from her never ends. Duh D:&lt;br /&gt;When daddy and me reached church.. His mum and sis went to somewhere in cab. &lt;br /&gt;We secertly rushed to find Gracious they all. I argued with Gracious ==. Only a small matter. And I was all wet.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk and reached church. Praised and worship-ed. Pray-ed ofcause.&lt;br /&gt;All was like staring at me. And asking for my name. So I replied telling me name.&lt;br /&gt;After church was like 6+. Gracious and Shujia went another church.&lt;br /&gt;While me and daddy went mac. Daddy so sweet lor treat me filet-o-fish. My favorite.&lt;br /&gt;We shared coke.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walk and walk. Then I spotted a rainbow. We try to follow the rainbow. By then.. Its gone.&lt;br /&gt;Then we went kopi-tiam. Saw church people. We went to them and we went to church again. Fellowship. Quiet-time. :D.&lt;br /&gt;Then daddy went down to buy drink and sweet for me. I followed.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily. Enough money. :D. We share the big drink. Sprite :D.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked home about 8+.&lt;br /&gt;We dashed across the road. Daddy held my hand :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ILOVEMYDADDY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2915308349687887797?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2915308349687887797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2915308349687887797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2915308349687887797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2915308349687887797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/ilovemydaddy.html' title='ILOVEMYDADDY.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/ScUb_sra9TI/AAAAAAAAAco/3wdOY4Nd9SE/s72-c/daddyisloved1.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3719964682907029059</id><published>2009-03-20T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:44.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm so sorry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;font size='5'&gt;&lt;center&gt;A warm welcome to Cheong Jia Wei!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry that I have been &lt;i&gt;missing in action&lt;/i&gt; for so longg.&lt;br /&gt;I Love Nicholas Paa&lt;3. Muaaaacks. Looooooooooooooooooooooools. Eww. Gay.&lt;br /&gt;Haha -.-&lt;br /&gt;Gracious is so.. damn funny. She scolded Paa for bring my bag to his home and threw down from the 4th floor. We stay in same floor. Different block ==.&lt;br /&gt;This holiday is so busy. &lt;br /&gt;Holiday seems more busy than schooling days. What the..&lt;br /&gt;Everyday 10.30 pm reach homeee. So deaddd.&lt;br /&gt;So many choir. AHHHHHHHHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My papa very very realistic de.&lt;br /&gt;Went beach yesterday with Paa and Shujiaa jie. &lt;br /&gt;Actually Gracious and Jiachun coming de. But then too late for them.&lt;br /&gt;We go play and ride-ed bike. &lt;br /&gt;Shujia very noob. Daddy okok. I pro. LOL. My BHB-ness is so back. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Daddy so bad lor. Keep nuer here shujia there. Urghs, never call me ==. I will jealous de lor. Looooooooooooooooooooooools.&lt;br /&gt;I jumped into the sea and instead of acting cool.. I fell D:&lt;br /&gt;Daddy then became caring. Shujia too :D.  This fall is so worth it.&lt;br /&gt;We walk until very deep. High tide. Save me I fell again. Daddy fell. Shujia fell.&lt;br /&gt;Eee. Daddy very naughty lor. His msg was so ==. All the way is HAHAHAHA. Its lame. I dunno how to reply. Lmaoes.&lt;br /&gt;I found a big fish. Actually not that big.&lt;br /&gt;Shujia and Daddy sure do love me. They spent alot money on me. 60 dollar plus.&lt;br /&gt;We sat viking. Shujia and I scare. Daddy was like saying and saying the song 'touch my body'.&lt;br /&gt;He like nothing happen like that.&lt;br /&gt;Then left one ticket.. They said let me sit viking &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I scared and quickly replied NO. &lt;br /&gt;Then the jiejie there very nice. Let daddy sit with me for 1 ticket. Woahhh.&lt;br /&gt;I'm scare of heights. But daddy talked to me. And when we stopped talking.. I realised that we were on the top of the trees. &lt;br /&gt;I overcome my fear worh. One clap for me. &lt;i&gt;thousand of people clapping for me&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laugh-out-loud.&lt;br /&gt;Slack-ed with my gans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went daddy house slack.&lt;br /&gt;Reached his house and then went into his room... OMG. All of his stuff havent been touch for years.&lt;br /&gt;Then I saw some soft toys. I went to touch touch.&lt;br /&gt;He go push me on bed and pull my ear and then pinch my cheek. And alot of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;And somemore go tie me with a long string ==. And put my one side and then continue play his dota. Naughty. D:&lt;br /&gt;But I know.. He's just kidding. So I played with him.&lt;br /&gt;He wanted Shujia to come so he went to fetch me. He brought me along.&lt;br /&gt;Then we played at the overhead bridge. He say he want to sit on the floor in the middle for the bridge. He sat. I followed.&lt;br /&gt;Then we stand up we saw Mrs tarva.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy say he wanted to reach the lights. He jumped. I jumped.&lt;br /&gt;Then Jiachun came. She was shocked. She said she thought two naughty boy playing the lights. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then we went down to fetch Shujia.&lt;br /&gt;Bus 155 and 63 came in no time. Shujia came out from bus 155. Gracious came out from bus 63.&lt;br /&gt;Went to daddy house. Shujia, Gracious and me wanted to kick daddy's private part.&lt;br /&gt;He jump here and there instead of that part became leg ==.&lt;br /&gt;Reached his house.&lt;br /&gt;We played. His sister scold us for being noisy.&lt;br /&gt;I lie on daddy's chest. So sweet. Although its smelly. ILOVEYOU; PAPA.&lt;br /&gt;Then we go home about 8. Left with shujia, gracious and me.&lt;br /&gt;We went Mac. Then we 108. I went to charge my phone. And then I sms-ed daddy.&lt;br /&gt;I said goodbye to them at 9. I told I would go home about 9.30 instead I saw my friends I said down to talk and I forgot the time. &lt;br /&gt;Reached home 10.30 again ==.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My phone got stolen recently. New ugly phone. Same old number ==.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my gans.&lt;br /&gt;New blogskin.. new url. So ugly. I love my url ontop of the page.&lt;br /&gt;Go http://me-n-you-4eva.blogspot.com/ for the pictures we took when we went beach.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3719964682907029059?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3719964682907029059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3719964682907029059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3719964682907029059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3719964682907029059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-so-sorry.html' title='I&apos;m so sorry.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2773181586480792807</id><published>2009-02-19T04:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:31:54.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg, I won, I won</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SaKshFycFhI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EeT_8b5q8Jo/s1600-h/marcus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 333px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SaKshFycFhI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EeT_8b5q8Jo/s400/marcus.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305992995485259282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooots :DDDDDDD.&lt;br /&gt;I won 3 contests. Wows. My blogskin so yucky. I can't believe that I'll win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;For my creative-ness:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFC0uR1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ts-yQOwbgeU/s1600-h/creativity-3rd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 165px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFC0uR1I/AAAAAAAAAbk/Ts-yQOwbgeU/s400/creativity-3rd.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304479585653376850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For originity:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFZW7ApI/AAAAAAAAAb0/j_8A8P5dGgQ/s1600-h/originality-2nd.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFZW7ApI/AAAAAAAAAb0/j_8A8P5dGgQ/s400/originality-2nd.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304479591702397586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For overall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFYSWKkI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sgeZZdnpyM0/s1600-h/overall-merit1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1MFYSWKkI/AAAAAAAAAbs/sgeZZdnpyM0/s400/overall-merit1.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304479591414770242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm, this week I so what lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went to Mac with Shawn Tan at 6+. &lt;br /&gt;Then we went school with Yu Fei, Pek Ling, Regina and Pek Ling's brother.&lt;br /&gt;Slack-ed with Shawn, Ernest, Weishan and Weishan's cousin on wednesday. We had alot alot of fun. &lt;br /&gt;Then went to CCA. I hate my CCA like no one else's business. Fuck or people that sabotaged me.&lt;br /&gt;Drank 20+ bubbleteas this week from monday 16february to today, 19february.Crazy right?&lt;br /&gt;Lem Wai Shen is such a baby boy. He reported to teacher here teacher there whatever things I've done. Its inritating.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs Irene Ho, threw my bag from 3rd floor to 4th. &lt;br /&gt;My bag white mans. Walao ehs. You lat mao. You maoless.&lt;br /&gt;My bag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1NQNEeKoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/vvZUa-PrmC8/s1600-h/DSC02490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZ1NQNEeKoI/AAAAAAAAAb8/vvZUa-PrmC8/s400/DSC02490.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304480876893973122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yippi, Ernest gonna buy me a wallet for my birthday. Super cheap one. Super :P&lt;br /&gt;Called my father to come to school two time this week to sign a stupid file.&lt;br /&gt;Did my sickening zhi shi bao. Roars. Two or three weeks time, comman test. Dead.&lt;br /&gt;There's more but I'm too tired to evaborate.&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I hate this week alot. Damn lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhs. My pet society's really damn broke.&lt;br /&gt;I accompany-ed Mummy to tampines. &lt;-------My spelling ==. Shiok right?&lt;br /&gt;My english very power de okay? [Giving an evil laugh] Muhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for Cindy gift in Pet society but she have done something wrong to me. I'll won't forgive u so easily.&lt;br /&gt;Genice gave me 3 gift. She say I change to girl she give me bubble dress. And a tiara. Woots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn tired. &lt;br /&gt;My maths homework...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2773181586480792807?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2773181586480792807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2773181586480792807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2773181586480792807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2773181586480792807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/02/omg-i-won-i-won.html' title='Omg, I won, I won'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SaKshFycFhI/AAAAAAAAAcU/EeT_8b5q8Jo/s72-c/marcus.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5820584554349277421</id><published>2009-02-14T06:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:32:07.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its valentine already ):</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZbS5mn4iKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GxB3-pxPJAw/s1600-h/happyv.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZbS5mn4iKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GxB3-pxPJAw/s400/happyv.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302657498337544354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its valentine already, another lonely valentine.&lt;br /&gt;Today went bugis &lt;u&gt;alone&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Went Vitual Land, played two hours. Found a couple from the fam HotStuff.&lt;br /&gt;HotStuff vey pro de wor. Rank 5. Woahs?&lt;br /&gt;He tested me. 750k aim. But only 660+ I got. I so damn noob.&lt;br /&gt;Went home at 6+. Went roller skate with sophia till late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be the best damn thing, &lt;br /&gt;You Colour My Eyes Red, Your Loves Does Not Live It's Dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5820584554349277421?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5820584554349277421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5820584554349277421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5820584554349277421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5820584554349277421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-valentine-already.html' title='Its valentine already ):'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SZbS5mn4iKI/AAAAAAAAAbc/GxB3-pxPJAw/s72-c/happyv.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7030239931682452644</id><published>2009-02-05T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:32:19.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kaninabeicaochibai((:</title><content type='html'>Today in school, Let me SKIP SKIP SKIP. &lt;br /&gt;Okay subclass already. Because I skipped some parts. I mean all parts.&lt;br /&gt;Have Science test. Guess what's my score. I aim-ed 40/60 but I got higher!&lt;br /&gt;42/60marks. So high. Mrs.Ho said that must get 44 or else stay back or detention something de.&lt;br /&gt;WTF! Only one question less. If I got one more question right. 44 already ==. Dots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted on MSN with Sharon. I told her that my handphone USB plug gone missing.&lt;br /&gt;Sony one. If have spare one. Mind giving meeee? Or selling me at cheap cheap rates?&lt;br /&gt;I've downloaded alot songs. Why must my USB plug gone missing right now. &lt;br /&gt;I found my USB plug when spring cleaning and now? Its gone! Roarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;I taught Weishan maths. Hopefully, its was an easy sum. Hope she got correct. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a stead like Sharon's, ABC. American born chinese. &lt;br /&gt;Actually not really American, look like only. So envy him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7030239931682452644?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7030239931682452644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7030239931682452644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7030239931682452644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7030239931682452644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/02/kaninabeicaochibai.html' title='Kaninabeicaochibai((:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8983219532135321620</id><published>2009-02-02T02:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:32:26.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in a business of misery</title><content type='html'>AHHHHH!&lt;br /&gt;Save meee! &lt;br /&gt;I'm left with $0.25! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Vina asked me to go Ice-Stating this Sunday. Wth?&lt;br /&gt;Per entry to the Ice-Stating place is $15. ZOMGWTHBABYMILOOOOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I poor. Dun think I can go there this Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;Donate me money. &lt;br /&gt;Please don call me this few months phone spoil, Sms is alright. (I cannot live without phoneee) x:&lt;br /&gt;I'm deciding to change my christian nameee. No more Marcus pleaseeeeeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;But now no idea what to change to. Roarrrrrrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;Miss my umglum pictures? Too bad my phone spoil-ed. (Cannot ji-lian) D:&lt;br /&gt;But after I get my phone fixed, I take my pictures and post untill u have sore eyes! (LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today in school so damn it. I'm not going to say much. (Nothing much to elaborate)&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to bring my maths workbook. (Thank goodness that Mrs S. Tan didnt needed the workbook till afternoon)&lt;br /&gt;Means I could rush home to get it. And save money for lunch. $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more I look at my blogskin. I hate it moreee. I shall change it soon.&lt;br /&gt;Very soon, stay tuneee :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;P/S: This post is very very short. Very.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8983219532135321620?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8983219532135321620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8983219532135321620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8983219532135321620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8983219532135321620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-in-business-of-misery.html' title='I&apos;m in a business of misery'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8996845648739261536</id><published>2009-01-30T02:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:32:34.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bugis-ing. JAVS.</title><content type='html'>I'm so bored right now. Lets see my own pictures creation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SYQ4lxABmRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/n5cj8yIawcc/s1600-h/niceones.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SYQ4lxABmRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/n5cj8yIawcc/s400/niceones.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297421283154303250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAVS! Jiawei, Ariel, Vina and Sharon. Dots.&lt;br /&gt;Today, went school and in class was like... &lt;br /&gt;I cannot decribe. Its Ariel lor, because we going bugis, and she know I cannot wait. Every 5min.&lt;br /&gt;She was kept remainding me like...&lt;br /&gt;Okay I give example.&lt;br /&gt;1 my school end and we're going bugis. &lt;br /&gt;Example lah. it was 10 she say to me still have 3 more hours. WTH?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bugisbugisbugis.&lt;/i&gt; :DDD.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vina's house to get changed and put my bag there.&lt;br /&gt;The 3 girls wore sexy-ly. Loooooooooooooooooooooooooools.&lt;br /&gt;I wore so Man. Lmaoes.&lt;br /&gt;MRT-ed to bugis. It took about 10mins?&lt;br /&gt;We went to buy bubbletea. We intend to go to Virtual Land. But... CBCBCB. :/&lt;br /&gt;But over 16?! &lt;br /&gt;Abcdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyz. #$%@#%@%$!$!@#&lt;br /&gt;Bought my bag, shoe, cloths and rings. Intend to pierce my ear but no timeee. x:&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to shop shop. Aiya, girls lor. Roar!&lt;br /&gt;Wait for them to shop finish, Ariel bought high heels. I took a glare at a shoe. &lt;br /&gt;Ariel bought for me! Woah, thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Vina ask me give her $5. But she gave me back cus I love a ring.&lt;br /&gt;Bought bag. Sharon paid $19. I paid $20. *hehehehehe*&lt;br /&gt;Took neoprints. Damn funny. I shall post neo prints next time till my phone is fixed.&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I saw MinMing. So surpized.&lt;br /&gt;I so damn hungry. Didnt eat breadfast, lunch and dinner le. Maybe eating instand noodles ):&lt;br /&gt;I'm so damn broke. Still call me donate money in school. Kaninabeicaochibai. ((:&lt;br /&gt;Rush to Vina's home to get my bag.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel and I rushed home. When reached MRT station. Forgot buy instant card. Because I never bring ex-link. &lt;br /&gt;Diaox. Made Ariel late go home. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I'm really tired. Rahs. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8996845648739261536?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8996845648739261536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8996845648739261536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8996845648739261536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8996845648739261536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/bugis-ing-javs.html' title='Bugis-ing. JAVS.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SYQ4lxABmRI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/n5cj8yIawcc/s72-c/niceones.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8423689917835813689</id><published>2009-01-29T02:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:32:43.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Abc? A bad cat. Meow.</title><content type='html'>Helloooooooooooooooooooos earthlings,&lt;br /&gt;I've done my autobiography. Damn disgusting, all because my photos are there.&lt;br /&gt;O.O Envy Ariel lah ==. She brought phone, yesturday's yesturday, we brought together.&lt;br /&gt;But because of my stupid action. My phone dropped into the washing machine.&lt;br /&gt;I'll send to repair or buy new. I think is repair bahs.&lt;br /&gt;Today, walao damn funny in class ._.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tan was teaching maths. My stupid subject. Later, I'll talk about the maths thingy that I hate. Really hateee.&lt;br /&gt;Mrs tan say area. Maths mah. Have area ==. I turn to Ariel, she laugh-ed, I laugh-ed.&lt;br /&gt;If u dun understand. Sorry. Its with area and Ariel. Looooools?!&lt;br /&gt;Today Ariel and me talked about tomorrow's bugis slack together along with Vina and Minmin. &lt;br /&gt;Cannot wait till tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Perverts. Throw stone at you :P&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;I look down at jerks.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, Ariel got molested ==.&lt;br /&gt;A group of secondry pupils look at Ariel and waaaaa. So big leh. Sexy sien&lt;br /&gt;Zzz. Walao damn fxuking disgusting. At first I dun understand. &lt;br /&gt;Then I saw their eyes so big. Looking at Ariel's breast. Freak off lah. &lt;br /&gt;My mummy de dou fu also eat. Eat dog sh!t.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel call them eat cb. Looooooooools? *Hahahahahahahahaha*&lt;br /&gt;Mummy wan shui. 万岁!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate alot abalones and shark fins during the chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;Ate steamboat. Woohooooooooo. Tasty.&lt;br /&gt;Fat liao lor. Diet liao lor. &lt;br /&gt;Only collected till $450+ for hongbao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today mrs yap called use donate money. &lt;br /&gt;I donated $1 ==. Generous liao hor.&lt;br /&gt;Hehehehe. Actually I wanted to give 50 cents. Wth lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take cares, meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeloooooooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8423689917835813689?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8423689917835813689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8423689917835813689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8423689917835813689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8423689917835813689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/abc-bad-cat-meow.html' title='Abc? A bad cat. Meow.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8648179834633119893</id><published>2009-01-24T07:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:33:05.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laugh your lungs out!</title><content type='html'>P/S: Sorry if u recieved junk messages from me, I mean from my account but someone hacking so, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, haha!&lt;br /&gt;I cannot stop laughing dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;okay 1st thing in the morning went school to do a concept map but instead doing of maps. I played viwawa and facebook! Luckily the teacher wasn't there. Or else, I'm dead!&lt;br /&gt;Well, today Nigel and Regan keep making me laugh. Actually not funny at all.&lt;br /&gt;Just dunno why I love to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;At night more funny!&lt;br /&gt;The conversation between Nigel, Lucas, Weiyang and meee.&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZyZ--eI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_Ph2Apjl3iU/s1600-h/lol.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZyZ--eI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_Ph2Apjl3iU/s400/lol.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294894399652559330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZojPEvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/94E1jozGxN4/s1600-h/eeeee..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZojPEvI/AAAAAAAAAaw/94E1jozGxN4/s400/eeeee..bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294894397007008498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZsoR7wI/AAAAAAAAAao/ZZYgueGt1yo/s1600-h/blab.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZsoR7wI/AAAAAAAAAao/ZZYgueGt1yo/s400/blab.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294894398101909250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I've been sleeping. Okay, one thing for sure. I'm fully charged!&lt;br /&gt;PE no problem! Loooooools. Actually there is. I'm lazy thats all.&lt;br /&gt;Ate my dinner. Fast cooked instain noodles. If I'm not wrong the spelling is like that.&lt;br /&gt;Went to see see look look at computers. I want vistar! I dun wan xp.&lt;br /&gt;I'm on diet because I saw a bag. My future bag.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah! Tomorrow eating shark fin and abalone. Nothing special. Every year same.&lt;br /&gt;I wish everyone out there or here will have a blessed new year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;恭喜发财!红包拿来!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8648179834633119893?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8648179834633119893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8648179834633119893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8648179834633119893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8648179834633119893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/laugh-your-lungs-out.html' title='Laugh your lungs out!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SXs-ZyZ--eI/AAAAAAAAAa4/_Ph2Apjl3iU/s72-c/lol.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-932997956034650809</id><published>2009-01-20T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:33:15.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Excited, contestcontestcontest!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flys! One more week to new year!&lt;br /&gt;A gift to everyone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/milonewyeargreetings.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&lt;a href="http://x-blendedloveee.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/milonewyeargreetings.gif" border="0" alt="MilO-"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Excited too much&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'll have the result of the competition I've joined, hope I would win something. &lt;br /&gt;The host's blog is so nice: http://www.the-coffee-princess.co.nr/&lt;br /&gt;Her blog is stylo milo! Seriously! Go her blog and check it out!&lt;br /&gt;Hope tomorrow come soon!&lt;br /&gt;Wth, so excited.&lt;br /&gt;Highlight it(:&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Rain rain go away, come again another day.&lt;br /&gt;Today go away, tomorrow please come faster!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lmaos! So bored. Editing skin, but I think its so disgusting, heck care.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldnt use it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Homeworks, homeworks and homeworks.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs! ZOMGBABYMILOWTH! &lt;br /&gt;My homeworks is getting more and more.&lt;br /&gt;Obviously. Seriously. Rolf.&lt;br /&gt;I'll do my maths as soon as I finish this bloody post of mine :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loooooooooooooooooooooooools!&lt;br /&gt;Too bored!&lt;br /&gt;Maybe later I may come back and post rubbish, because I'm too bored.&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Unrequited, no more!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-932997956034650809?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/932997956034650809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=932997956034650809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/932997956034650809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/932997956034650809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/excited-contestcontestcontest.html' title='Excited, contestcontestcontest!'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5704989155487522578</id><published>2009-01-13T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T06:33:49.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin</title><content type='html'>Ps that I have neglected my blog for so long, miss me?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if u can see my new blogskin. Obviously?&lt;br /&gt;I have always adored CandyQueen's blogskins, thats why I've made something similar to hers. &lt;br /&gt;Well, the basecode was hers'. Credited x:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rahs. The more I look at my current blogskin I love it more. ^o^.&lt;br /&gt;It took me 5 days because I have to make the image to blend with my whole blogskin(:.&lt;br /&gt;Woah, that's though huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway new year, new ideals. Hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;New year, new blogskin ideals. Yeahs(:&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe I'll open one blogskin account, but I would submit my personal blogskins. Like other bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas, btw, in school, nothing much to elaborate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesturday went to Rachael's house to cook Fried Rice.&lt;br /&gt;It's called Jiawei's Seafood and ham ham fried rice. Lmaoes?&lt;br /&gt;We cooked the ham, suprizingly. The ham can jump on the pan. Loooools{:&lt;br /&gt;Oh-my-gees, scare me when the  ham jumped...&lt;br /&gt;Tasting time!&lt;br /&gt;Ew, my fried rice is oh-my-gee-this-fried-rice-is-so-tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;Hahas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow in school, I must cook my oh-my-gee-this-fried-rice-is-so-tasteless.&lt;br /&gt;For two groups. Heheheheee. The two group gonna suffer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;With loves, BabyMilooooooo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5704989155487522578?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5704989155487522578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5704989155487522578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5704989155487522578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5704989155487522578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2729539576548640968</id><published>2009-01-04T22:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:39:06.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You really had it</title><content type='html'>Went bugis to shop for my birthday, &lt;br /&gt;Met Chris Kor @ City hall, &lt;br /&gt;Then went bugis walk around.&lt;br /&gt;One hoodie caught my eye and Chris bought it immetialy. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;And then went to buy bag(:&lt;br /&gt;I mean we go and meet Yichen, she wanted to buy bag.&lt;br /&gt;We walked around about 5hours.&lt;br /&gt;My leg was agching. Aiya i dunno how to spell. My english sucks.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Grandlink, okay, i stoned there for 30mins. &lt;br /&gt;Urghs Ariel called say want to play audition.&lt;br /&gt;Wa sien noob sia her. Cannot do fm.&lt;br /&gt;Some screenshots to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SWGmMI9SjgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hBNcUb-plDM/s400/2008_9_24_16%5B1%5D.43.36"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SWGmMbrfv0I/AAAAAAAAAYA/4Yft2POgglg/s400/1_593611280l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SWGn7v5pZ4I/AAAAAAAAAYI/wKR_z_opIcE/s400/audi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't do cfm. Jiayouuues(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SWGn7w7WWxI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/sOoJy8LhzCc/s400/1_605927791l.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i went home around 8. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing elses interesting.&lt;br /&gt;So bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2729539576548640968?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2729539576548640968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2729539576548640968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2729539576548640968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2729539576548640968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2009/01/you-really-had-it.html' title='You really had it'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SWGmMI9SjgI/AAAAAAAAAXw/hBNcUb-plDM/s72-c/2008_9_24_16%5B1%5D.43.36' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-18260078250619364</id><published>2009-01-01T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:46:39.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy new year</title><content type='html'>I very gan dong wor.&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow in school dunno who will give me present{:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVx9XUwwcTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/DZ9POzufL-8/s1600-h/PV001_cl_03-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVx9XUwwcTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/DZ9POzufL-8/s400/PV001_cl_03-1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286237902289793330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know why always my blogskins are black?&lt;br /&gt;Because my lucky colour is black.&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I sure do love black. &lt;br /&gt;And purple too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My astrology for 2009!&lt;br /&gt;Copied from Little-miss-wendy.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Blockquote&gt;&lt;center&gt;The Rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rats are charming, elegant and clever. They can be a bit gossipy and prone to being distracted.&lt;br /&gt;They’re also thrifty and very good with handling money. Family and close friends are&lt;br /&gt;exceptionally important to them. The Rat is charming beyond words and throughout his&lt;br /&gt;undoubtedly long life he will always be popular and will have many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forecast for 2009 2009 will be an encouraging and positive year but the Rat will need to keep his&lt;br /&gt;eye on the world around him in order to avoid unnecessary pressures. Training and learning new&lt;br /&gt;skills in their careers will ensure financial security over the coming months and increased&lt;br /&gt;self-confidence. On the home front, this will be an excellent year for the Rat with at least one happy&lt;br /&gt;family occasion and if they can manage it, an enjoyable family holiday. Romantically, this is the&lt;br /&gt;year to make great progress whether to meet someone new or take things to a new level with a&lt;br /&gt;special partner. May to September will be very favourable for socialising with September to&lt;br /&gt;December being important career-wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting Rat Facts:&lt;br /&gt;Zodiac Stone: Garnet&lt;br /&gt;Special Flower: Narcissus&lt;br /&gt;Best Hours: 11 pm -1 am&lt;br /&gt;Season: Winter&lt;br /&gt;Horoscope Colors: Black, White, Purple&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to elaborate bout the countdown yesturday.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-18260078250619364?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/18260078250619364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=18260078250619364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/18260078250619364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/18260078250619364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/want-to-know-why-always-my-blogskins.html' title='Happy new year'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVx9XUwwcTI/AAAAAAAAAXY/DZ9POzufL-8/s72-c/PV001_cl_03-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5177107844214674338</id><published>2008-12-23T07:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T04:13:46.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now or never.</title><content type='html'>O.O! (: I know its kinda small.&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVdeX3dKgfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/axDyni-JxyE/s1600-h/untitled.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 324px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVdeX3dKgfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/axDyni-JxyE/s400/untitled.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284796451858842098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/?action=view&amp;current=page.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/page.jpg" border="0" alt="Loveee"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much to elaborate on choir practice today.&lt;br /&gt;Went out for choir got scolding.&lt;br /&gt;The word for my day most likely would be - Pissed.&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. Got scolding cus the change script for Tomorrow's performance.&lt;br /&gt;And i dunno, dun blame me.&lt;br /&gt;Rahs. Aiya wear white and black, like someone just passed away.&lt;br /&gt;Hello? Would u mind? Its chistmas musical that im performing, call us wear until like that.&lt;br /&gt;Who cares. No one would look at me. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im in the front row. The 1st row.&lt;br /&gt;People sure see. And fall asleep. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Lmaos. I abadon my plurk for so long, until just now i just go plurk-ed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, changed my old blogskin because i would be using a new blogskin, so while waiting blogskin to be done, why waste time privating my blog, its beautiful in 1000 ways.&lt;br /&gt;Lols. 1000 isnt enough. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. Short posts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Later go to choir, must put make up. Rahs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5177107844214674338?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5177107844214674338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5177107844214674338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5177107844214674338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5177107844214674338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/now-or-never.html' title='Now or never.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SVdeX3dKgfI/AAAAAAAAAW4/axDyni-JxyE/s72-c/untitled.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5198275315410926696</id><published>2008-12-20T06:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T07:20:02.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urghs.</title><content type='html'>If you taken my gift, I don asks for credit nor thank you.&lt;br /&gt;Just wan u to tag and tell me(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little something for Little-Miss-Wendy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/towendy.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/towendy.gif"&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ofcause a little something to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/merryxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;textarea&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/merryxmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;/textarea&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, dunno why I have a sudden urgh to go Bugis.&lt;br /&gt;Bugis was really changed, due to the Christmas. &lt;br /&gt;I could feel Christmas wind. Lmaos. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;Bugis was filled with Christmas decroration.&lt;br /&gt;Outside BHG shopping mall, alot of them!&lt;br /&gt;I bought some Jeans.&lt;br /&gt;Like GingerBreadMan, Raindeer, Candycanes etc.&lt;br /&gt;The best part is the big Christmas tree(s).&lt;br /&gt;I put (s) because theres alot Christmas tree(:!&lt;br /&gt;CandyCanes heart. &lt;br /&gt;You see before?&lt;br /&gt;Let me show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUz_1lcYkfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Tg-B__46KYw/s1600-h/DSC01779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUz_1lcYkfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Tg-B__46KYw/s400/DSC01779.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281877759048061426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was tired, sat down at Macd. &lt;br /&gt;Ate Mcflurry(Jarod). Lols!&lt;br /&gt;And I've realise one thing.&lt;br /&gt;Hang ten selles me.&lt;br /&gt;Me for sell! While stock last! Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SU0A28hNufI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zWxOsFKOm64/s1600-h/DSC01784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SU0A28hNufI/AAAAAAAAAWc/zWxOsFKOm64/s400/DSC01784.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281878881933834738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back for pratice for Christmas musical.&lt;br /&gt;Come join us @ 24december. &lt;br /&gt;@ 7-?. Sorry I not sure the timing.&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. Pratised till 9. I know my English sucks. Everyone knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long time did not take picture of myself. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Come come all JiLian(keep taking picture of himself/herself).&lt;br /&gt;My explaination of JiLian wasn't good. &lt;br /&gt;My face sucks. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SU0DozD3k-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/5Ar0ORVbmh4/s1600-h/DSC01801.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SU0DozD3k-I/AAAAAAAAAWs/5Ar0ORVbmh4/s400/DSC01801.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281881937411544034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5198275315410926696?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5198275315410926696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5198275315410926696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5198275315410926696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5198275315410926696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/urghs.html' title='Urghs.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUz_1lcYkfI/AAAAAAAAAV8/Tg-B__46KYw/s72-c/DSC01779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4460625451995544948</id><published>2008-12-16T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T01:07:45.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitty. Christmas[:</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;1. A new blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;2. Done Ernest's requested blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm really really tired):&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm going to sleep real soon, its 12.45am):&lt;br /&gt;Sorry as this post gonna be a short one as I am really tired. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing viwawa(: &lt;br /&gt;Just created yesturday.&lt;br /&gt;Its abit fun, but most of the game I really dunno how to play. &lt;br /&gt;Especially, Mahjong.&lt;br /&gt;Actually its Wahjong, dunno why in viwawa Mahjong is called Wahjong.&lt;br /&gt;I will submit some pictures(:!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are my wawas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;Center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlXqegjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/V0TFjSr-31k/s1600-h/my+wawa+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlXqegjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/V0TFjSr-31k/s400/my+wawa+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280425025610875442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlbE7iQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Yxz8byzmw44/s1600-h/my+viwawa+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlbE7iQI/AAAAAAAAAUk/Yxz8byzmw44/s400/my+viwawa+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280425026527136002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlICRCTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XrRDd_CC2l4/s1600-h/my+viwawa+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlICRCTI/AAAAAAAAAUc/XrRDd_CC2l4/s400/my+viwawa+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280425021415688498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWkzZqjhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zXo-Mig5XcM/s1600-h/my+viwawa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWkzZqjhI/AAAAAAAAAUU/zXo-Mig5XcM/s400/my+viwawa1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280425015876685330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;These are my winnings(:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX4X02dfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/owouR-ztDto/s1600-h/1233414.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX4X02dfI/AAAAAAAAAU0/owouR-ztDto/s400/1233414.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280426451583530482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX6cHwrxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zX55vg8NK88/s1600-h/Pasted_Data_e448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX6cHwrxI/AAAAAAAAAVE/zX55vg8NK88/s400/Pasted_Data_e448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280426487096323858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX5U-EyiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q2DZZaZPkDU/s1600-h/Pasted_Data_4595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfX5U-EyiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/Q2DZZaZPkDU/s400/Pasted_Data_4595.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280426467996781090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'll continue this post tomorrow. I'm really &lt;b&gt;tired&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've put up the Christmas banner and Christmas song to match the christmas mood.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, my blogskin isn't destroy. &lt;br /&gt;Because one time my computer suddenly hang, the blogskin I've done for Ernest, Gone.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell? Urghs. &lt;br /&gt;Ernest said that if I make him a blogskin, he'll give me 500cash in viwawa. O.O&lt;br /&gt;Aww. Have to re-do, but I very lazy leh. &lt;br /&gt;So I shall put the Christmas banner up for the time being, it will be removed once Christmas is over. (Which means it shall stay there for 1 week.)&lt;br /&gt;The blog will revert to old self on 26 December. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if the Christmas banner look awful, cause I didn't spend much time on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers. &lt;br /&gt;We wish you a merry christmas. Lmaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4460625451995544948?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4460625451995544948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4460625451995544948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4460625451995544948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4460625451995544948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/just-short-update.html' title='Shitty. Christmas[:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUfWlXqegjI/AAAAAAAAAUs/V0TFjSr-31k/s72-c/my+wawa+4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3780461441898964474</id><published>2008-12-14T01:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T01:12:16.757-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A movie to remember.</title><content type='html'>I watched "Twilight" online. Quite interesting, I think everyone should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;I don't get the movie until, the girl found out the boy was a vampire. Twilight is a young adult vampire-romance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUTNWfVb-lI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nGYoknAJmiY/s1600-h/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUTNWfVb-lI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nGYoknAJmiY/s400/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279570449437293138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabella "Bella" Swan moves from sunny Phoenix, Arizona to rainy Forks, Washington to live with her father, Charlie. She chooses to do this so that her mother, Renée, can travel with her new husband, Phil Dwyer, who is a minor league baseball player. Bella attracts much attention at her new school and is quickly befriended by several students. Much to her dismay, several boys in the school compete for shy Bella's attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Bella sits next to Edward Cullen in class on her first day of school, Edward seems utterly repulsed by her. After tricking a family friend, Jacob Black, into telling her local tribal legends, Bella concludes that Edward and his family are vampires who drink animal, as opposed to human, blood. Edward reveals that he initially avoided Bella because the scent of her blood was so desirable to him. Over time, Edward and Bella fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their relationship is thrown into chaos when another vampire coven sweeps into Forks and James, a tracker vampire, decides that he wants to hunt Bella for sport. The Cullens plan to distract the tracker by splitting up Bella and Edward, and Bella is sent to hide in a hotel in Phoenix. Bella then gets a phone call from James in which he says that he has her mother, and that Bella must give herself up to save her. She does so and James attacks her, but Edward, along with the rest of the Cullen family, rescues Bella before James can kill her. Once they realize that James has bitten Bella's hand, Edward sucks the venom out of her system before it can spread and change her into a vampire. Upon returning to Forks, Bella and Edward attend their prom and Bella expresses her desire to become a vampire, which Edward refuses to let happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3780461441898964474?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3780461441898964474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3780461441898964474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3780461441898964474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3780461441898964474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/movie-to-remember.html' title='A movie to remember.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUTNWfVb-lI/AAAAAAAAAUI/nGYoknAJmiY/s72-c/2516436975_d758709ae6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2873815302145069613</id><published>2008-12-12T00:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T16:32:03.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bestfriends</title><content type='html'>Siting keep thanking me for the blogskin I've done for her.&lt;br /&gt;P/s Siting, if u thank me one more time, I don't friend you(:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I really have to do this(: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1. New blogskin, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;2. I promised myself to study hard for next year.&lt;br /&gt;3. In my dearest year 2009, I wouldnt be online often):&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had my Window Live Messenger theme changed.&lt;br /&gt;And I like it very much because its black in colour!&lt;br /&gt;I had a hard time finding the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;As I have high expectations for my Window Live Messenger theme.&lt;br /&gt;The chatting area must be white, so that my emoticons will look nice there.&lt;br /&gt;Picture of my current Window Live Messenger!&lt;br /&gt;Please click to enlarge(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUKJI9gCYkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Odoee5M349U/s1600-h/My+msn..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 105px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUKJI9gCYkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Odoee5M349U/s400/My+msn..bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278932500272538178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;★&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUI-nch3OnI/AAAAAAAAATo/Q9U9kZ1k9NY/s1600-h/My+window+live+messenger..bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUI-nch3OnI/AAAAAAAAATo/Q9U9kZ1k9NY/s400/My+window+live+messenger..bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278850560625687154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, i did another skin cause Siting request-ed it. But I want to share with others for this wonderful Christmas. Its simple &amp; not very pretty thou.&lt;br /&gt;Click to preview &amp; tag me for the codes! If u want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://marcuscheongjiawei-blogskins-testing.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/christmasdesign-2-2.jpg" border="0" alt="Marcus's Christmas Design"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The title of my darling public diary entry, in other word, my blog entry: Bestfriends. What are bestfriends? I've always wondered.&lt;br /&gt;Y'know what, luv? Its naive to believe in having bestfriends. &lt;br /&gt;Wait, don't jump to the conclusion that I don't know how to treasure my friends as I'm going to say that there's no such thing as bestfriends, okay? Rest assure I'm not and its just a title, geddit?&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blogging about bestfriends. &lt;br /&gt;Before I shut up, lemme add this in. Somebody proved me wrong about friends. With a reputation so rotten, there's a good point about being me y'know? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Being me rock. I get to know who are my true friends and who aren't. I'm not deceited but stating the truth. As I'm not a social butterfly, unlike some beautiful people, I hardly have suckers sucking up to me.&lt;br /&gt;I prefer it this way as I can't stand people saying how much they love me when they don't even mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, don't get me wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sour to the extent to disliking people who say they love me, okay? I love it. I just don't like hypocrites. For people who love me, I love y'all too!&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm shutting people outta my life right now. Steer clear. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still dunno what to do later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2873815302145069613?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2873815302145069613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2873815302145069613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2873815302145069613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2873815302145069613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/bestfriends.html' title='Bestfriends'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SUKJI9gCYkI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Odoee5M349U/s72-c/My+msn..bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8917752808918165142</id><published>2008-12-11T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T05:12:03.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Express, urghs.</title><content type='html'>Mum loves to spoil my day.&lt;br /&gt;Today, woken up early, go market, saw Weiyang. &lt;br /&gt;Then while eating my mum's friend came, saying:&lt;br /&gt;'Wahh, your son, have a pair of big big innocent eyes'.&lt;br /&gt;I was shock when I hear that, I gave the auntie a -.- face.&lt;br /&gt;Then the talk about Psle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went home, updated my &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/hellojiawei "&gt;Friendster&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Mum suddenly warn me about my &lt;strong&gt;Psle&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;She said that I &lt;u&gt;must&lt;/u&gt; go Express.&lt;br /&gt;I told her:&lt;br /&gt;'I couldnt make it de'.&lt;br /&gt;She started nagging. &lt;br /&gt;She say:&lt;br /&gt;'The neighbour ah, Minming, very good girl and she went in Express and her results were very good'. &lt;br /&gt;Urghs. She really love to spoil my beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, don't say about that liao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ok, I really hate helping people to do blog, unless he or she is someone close to me. &lt;br /&gt;But someone(stranger), asked me a few days ago to help her/him to do blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;I replied &lt;u&gt;No(:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then scolded bad words. Lmaos.&lt;br /&gt;Then someone in Msn, asked me same question. &lt;br /&gt;Well, same question will have same answer(:. No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8917752808918165142?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8917752808918165142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8917752808918165142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8917752808918165142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8917752808918165142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/express-urghs.html' title='Express, urghs.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2787866545314863970</id><published>2008-12-08T23:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:42:57.491-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh so random</title><content type='html'>Hari Raya Haji!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shop for my Primary 6 books&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today woke up early and eat breakfast, then I went school with mum to shop for P6 books.&lt;br /&gt;Guess who I saw? Regina and Pekling. &lt;br /&gt;They saw me 1st and shouted oi. I was shock. &lt;br /&gt;After awhile, I saw Joanna. &lt;br /&gt;Say hi to her. She jumped. Shock till her (:!&lt;br /&gt;Have to Q up for the books, very very long Q.&lt;br /&gt;Took 2 hour of my time Q-ing. ):&lt;br /&gt;When its my turn to buy books, very heavy. Because have to buy brother's books too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Relink meee.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today blog hopping and saw alot people link me. Very happy.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is... never relink my ahhcatt-x.bs.com ):&lt;br /&gt;All is linking my old url. &lt;br /&gt;Hello people! Please update !(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/myblogurl-1.jpg"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watch a funny and cute show&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watch a super cute show. Guess what show is it?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! Its Son of the Mask!&lt;br /&gt;The baby in the show is super super cute.&lt;br /&gt;I don't mind having such a cute baby although that baby got superpower.&lt;br /&gt;Talking about babies, I like naughty babies.&lt;br /&gt;Because that makes them cute.&lt;br /&gt;I like fat babies too!&lt;br /&gt;Fat = chubby &amp; round.&lt;br /&gt;SO CUTE PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;See the baby in the show got chubby cheeks! -Points to the peekture on top-&lt;br /&gt;Oh and not forgetting those big big innocent eyes.&lt;br /&gt;My dream baby. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bugis!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went bugis today.&lt;br /&gt;Christmas decorations everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Candy canes, christmas tree, not forgetting gingerbread man hanging on top.&lt;br /&gt;Got big big christmas tree with flying horse. Aiyah Idk how to describe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to walk walk in Bugis Street. &lt;br /&gt;Got in time for the movie. (Four Christmases)&lt;br /&gt;Its a comedy and romance movie.&lt;br /&gt;Not a bad movie, you guys can catch it with your lover/friends. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally finish updating on today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2787866545314863970?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2787866545314863970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2787866545314863970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2787866545314863970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2787866545314863970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/oh-so-random.html' title='Oh so random'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7367334513436488013</id><published>2008-12-07T02:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:56:22.524-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Am I changed?</title><content type='html'>I know I've not been blogging. Aww, this isn't what I planned to. I said I'll be blogging excessively didn't I? Sorry that I haven't been doing what I intended to as I've been pretty busy nowadays. &lt;br /&gt;Fret not, luv, I'll be catching up with my updates soon! Don't be surprise if I post like about 1-2 blog entries each day yeah! Ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;There's SO MUCH I haven't blog about yet. When I say SO MUCH, I mean SO MUCH. Wait, I didn't confuse you, did I? Oh, never mind! You'll know if you read my blog tomorrow! I'll be keeping myself awake tonight just to blog! &lt;br /&gt;So, yup, stay tune! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From 5thDec to 7thdec at church's camp so I didnt post. And I don think I want to say too much for the camp, cus I'm so tired.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;u&gt;Sorry&lt;/u&gt;. Really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;But there's something I want to say about church. After seeing some p6 students going to youth services, I'm scared. Cus next year my turn. I'm really scare. Really. Am I change inside? Thats my question. I'm finding the reason. Youth, is the thing that I scare, I must hang out with big children, teenage and maybe adults. I wouldnt get use to it. Maybe, maybe not. I thought deep. &lt;u&gt;Very,very deep.&lt;/u&gt; But no answer. Praying hard. My parents arent christian, you know? But since k2, I've accpected christ as personal lord and savior, I'm proud of it, I'll never regret it.&lt;br /&gt;Never. And never will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I shall get to the main point of this very blog entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason why I am blogging about this is because these thoughts had been flashing across my mind for a few days and I'm still bothered by it. So, to release myself of being troubled, I shall blog about it. Hope it helps. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why let bygones be bygones? &lt;br /&gt;For one simple reason, luv, to release myself from hating. Y'know what? I'm doing this for me, not them. I don't believe in holding grudges so I shall let myself off. Revenges may be tempting but then again, consequences comes next, remember?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe in karma. Yeah, the what comes around goes around stuffs. =) &lt;br /&gt;Why should I bother wasting my energy and time when karma will definitely punish them for their wrongdoings? Am I right or am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm not a saint, I used to be pretty vengeful. I hardly ever let anyone off for messing with me, be it directly or indirectly. &lt;br /&gt;That was all in the past though as I've adopted a new mindset towards people who did me wrong before or people who dislike me recently. I'm willing to let go of the past me and past grudges and move on with life. &lt;br /&gt;I've had conversations regarding this topic with a few people and they've all gave me different points of views which led to me thinking even further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, being forgiving doesn't pay off most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most people doesn't know how to appreciate kindness when they are offered. Don't deny it, luv. Can anyone admit that they have NEVER take anyone for granted before? No. However, to contrary to that, most of us take people for granted sometimes, be it consciously or subconsciously.&lt;br /&gt;Even worse, some people even treat others as if the whole world owes them a living. Am I right, sweeties? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, even so, what's wrong with being nice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who knows? There might be people who are genuinely nice out there even though there are even more mean ones. Being nice doesn't hurt. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, being nice to mean people doesn't pay off. This, I cannot agree to it more! As I mentioned above, these sort of people do not know how to appreciate kindness when they are offered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, I don't live for them. I don't need to be mean to them just because they are mean to me. They don't owe me a living, neither do I.&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because they hate me and I don't care about people who dislike me.&lt;br /&gt;People who will grow to like me as a person, they will. And vice-versa, people who chose to dislike me as a person, they will too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know I did not do anything awful to them and my conscience is as clear as pure water, who cares if they hate me? They are merely displaying how shallow and superficial they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad for them, I don't care about shallow and superficial people. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone can talk trash about me behind my back, I may not even know all that but if I ever stumble across the other side of you one day, rest assure that I will not bite because I know I'm not a bitch, unlike you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the ugly rumours y'all heard about me might be true but then again, it could be as fake as that very bitch who told you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anybody hate me just because they heard something awful about me, it simply shows off how naive they are so why should I waste my time bothering about people who are immature? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back about letting bygones be bygones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, in other words, I mean forgive and forget. Why should I forgive those who did me wrong in the first place, you ask. Yeah, good question. Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do they even deserve it, you continue probing. But does it matter? No. Because I repeat, I am doing it for me, not them. I'm just sparing myself from the trouble of playing stupid mind-games with equally deluded people, you see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I kinda miss the past when I used to have so many closer friends. &lt;br /&gt;Yes, its true that I still have some of them with me now but still, I kinda miss some of my formal friends which I chose not to forgive last time. &lt;br /&gt;If time could rewind, I will never jump to conclusions like before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I know its already too late to be regretting things I did impulsively as I am hot-tempered and not to forget, extremely stubborn when I'm raging in anger. So, yup, I'll forgive and forget every single flaws of them and wrong things that they did to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know everyone have a reason for doing things that they did. There might be something I don't know in between so, I repeat, I'll forgive them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for to reconcile or not, I'll leave it to fate. Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7367334513436488013?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7367334513436488013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7367334513436488013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7367334513436488013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7367334513436488013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/am-i-changed.html' title='Am I changed?'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4177229395845041585</id><published>2008-12-03T05:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T06:13:31.238-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy BirthDay To My Nuer</title><content type='html'>Dear diary, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I wonder why am I even blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I blog for the sake of blogging everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Idk why I have this feeling though.&lt;br /&gt;I think that having a blog is very stressful cause I have to blog wisely.&lt;br /&gt;Wisely as in...Yah you know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been playing and having so much fun that I forgottan next year gonna be though. Infact, Thougher. What the hell?&lt;br /&gt;I think I must study before holiday ends. Because I scare i couldnt catch up. Hope I could (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 2nd December, Jackie Lee Jia Qi's birthday. (Nuer) &lt;br /&gt;Meet up on 12 at Aljunied's Mrt, I was late and the latest. Omg? Infront of Jackie's monther, I late. What the hell?!&lt;br /&gt;We took mrt to Pasir Ris to buy some stuff and food.&lt;br /&gt;Also went to arcade(: !&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the bus stop to wait for the shutter bus that brings us to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;When we reach the chalet, me and Sean Chan jump into the pool. Then we bath and go Escape Theme Park.&lt;br /&gt;The Viking isnt scary at all, yet Sean Chan scare till... Oh my -.-&lt;br /&gt;Then took the Flipper that flews high enough to get shock by lightning.&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to the Hunted House, ok I admit i cried, so scary. The head dropped on the floor with blood. Better still, the man with mask hug me, or is it trying to scare me. Urghs!&lt;br /&gt;After we came out, all was sweating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back chalet because of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;Me and Sean Chan jumped in the pool again with KiaYee(Jackie'sBrother) almost make me drown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/STaSWclSO-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/LmEG0MCoSPU/s1600-h/DSC01611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/STaSWclSO-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/LmEG0MCoSPU/s320/DSC01611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275564927838469090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat finish our dinner we jumped in the pool again.&lt;br /&gt;Then cake cutting!&lt;br /&gt;So happy for her. Her mother call her to take picture, but Jackie refuses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the only one that didnt sleep whole day and shermin also but she sleep abit.&lt;br /&gt;We talked about alot of nonsense. We also see alot of funny actions of others while they were sleeping. Hehehehes...&lt;br /&gt;Not I dont want to sleep, Sean Chan kick me KiaYee too. Because I slept with them. With cloths! Okay? Dont misunderstood.&lt;br /&gt;Actually wanted to run out and watch sun rise but after the hunted house, I scared.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow about 10 must check out liao leh. &lt;br /&gt;About 8 ate breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then say bye bye to Jackie on about 10.30 today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home and then went to Bugis to play audition.&lt;br /&gt;By the way, my audition charator joined a new guilt(FAM). &lt;br /&gt;A FAM named Together. Must get 400k in one song. So easy. &lt;br /&gt;I passed my license after I got 100% for exp.&lt;br /&gt;Weet o weet. I'm a true noob okay! Don't play play.&lt;br /&gt;Just now @ Audition.&lt;br /&gt;Keep getting mega-ed but its all negative megas.&lt;br /&gt;I desperately need the Premium Messenger Plus yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know that there was a video about Lua on YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;Watch it @ http://youtube.com/watch?v=SwAN-mXco2k.com&lt;br /&gt;You've to watch it to believe it.&lt;br /&gt;http://youtube.com/watch?v=MGfrAt54KTA&amp;feature=related.com &lt;br /&gt;This one also very funny. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all guys,&lt;br /&gt;get ready for my new blog skin, scare to death uhs.&lt;br /&gt;Going a camp on 5December again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4177229395845041585?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4177229395845041585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4177229395845041585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4177229395845041585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4177229395845041585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-birthday-to-my-nuer.html' title='Happy BirthDay To My Nuer'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/STaSWclSO-I/AAAAAAAAAR8/LmEG0MCoSPU/s72-c/DSC01611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5141938277535052685</id><published>2008-12-01T03:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T04:41:53.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky freak.</title><content type='html'>Using the computer excessively, eating a hell lot(when I say a hell lot, I actually mean more than that).&lt;br /&gt;I really need to get my body to shape when school reopen. Speaking of school reopening, with just in a blink of an eye, its already December now.&lt;br /&gt;Very soon school will be reopening and next thing you know, PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Minming's house to play maple.&lt;br /&gt;Created a new account ign is AHHCATT. Level 6. Oh please, i think maple's lame that's why i dont train regularly.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow going to chalet with Jackie and Shermin. I'm gonna meet them tomorrow on 12. Then will be coming back on the 3rd.&lt;br /&gt;And on the 4th going to meet Weiyang.&lt;br /&gt;Then 5thNovember going to church camp till 7. So busy ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, here's just a short update for my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, god knows why there are so many brainless spammers out there. Ditto why but I just simply CANNOT stand those macabre-looking beings, okay? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy butting into other people's life tagging absolute nonsenses and resulting in having a scolding from them and their friends? Wow, that's so awesome. Shall we all butt into other people's life and spam them on their blogs now? Not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me, and to others I suppose(who's with me?), spammers are equivilent to low-life creatures such as dogs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just my candid opinion here, sweeties. There isn't a need for everyone else to agree with me or fxuking disagree with me yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if I offend some low-life beings here. No, you dog, I didn't mean to be sarcastic. Forgive me will ya? *Vomit blood vigourously even throwed up some intestines in absolute disgust(EWW!)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till here and I'm off, my uber awesome darlings! ^o^ Remember to tag me as I *love* to reply tags.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5141938277535052685?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5141938277535052685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5141938277535052685' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5141938277535052685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5141938277535052685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/12/ahhcatt-love-ahhdogg.html' title='Freaky freak.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7039957757368615207</id><published>2008-11-29T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T17:07:41.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Audition can't play</title><content type='html'>Dear dumb diary...&lt;br /&gt;I feel very meaningless living on.&lt;br /&gt;Just a feeling, Idk why I have this feeling also.&lt;br /&gt;Urghs !@#$%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;PART#1: Audition&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up early audition cannot play. If someone out there know how to fix please tell me. Audition cannot play, no choice but to go to computer shop to play. And my story are done! E1 badges are mine! Thanks the only happy thing. Then my -iLOVE- guilt say that I was pro to have an E1 badge and asked me to join a competition.&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo my audition so noob and my account is female but I'm a boy. I use girl cause my one very high level male audition account was hack.&lt;br /&gt;Walao really what lor. My cash item was so... expensive and what u guess?&lt;br /&gt;While audition maintance my cash item lost and few days later my password was changed!&lt;br /&gt;What the hell.&lt;br /&gt;Then I have an female account and thats the only account left, still have cash and story is quite good. And I was earning den in audition, I've realised I have millions! But I bought alot of things now left 900+k in my account.&lt;br /&gt;Now its not big deal to have millions. People can easily get den in battle party in auditions. My audition couple that I married and then break now recouple ==. So pro, level 20+ while I clubber.&lt;br /&gt;Now no longer could play unless i go copy the audition from TangWeiYang.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously I want quit -iLOVE- and change ign to -AHHCAT or if they don't allow me to quit i have to change to -iLOVE-AHHCAT.(No choice)&lt;br /&gt;And stop asking me to couple. I am very devoted to HUBBY in audition de.&lt;br /&gt;Now no audition how to competition against the -iLOVE-(s) and computer shop is closing. I wanna join the competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;God can save my audition ? Amen&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;PART#2: So bored, online on msn 6 hours ==.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Kolyn. Asked her if she could help me with audition.But no help ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chatted with Weiyang, actually not i chat with him is he alot question keep ask. And he type really slow. Not compliment. TangWeiYang, I really hope you're reading this(:&lt;br /&gt;If want talk to me. Make it quick okay? &lt;br /&gt;I chatted with alot people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition I miss you. ): &lt;br /&gt;Next year PSLE I scare.&lt;br /&gt;Dunno why today I'm thinking of PSLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;PART#3: Prepare for chirstmas performance in 24thDec.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone out there, 24thDecember2008 come Aljunied Cresent block 114 behind have a church call Bethel. Come cause I performing. Come support me at 7.30 at night. Maybe till quite late. Singing uhs. Come please (: If u want come call me or sms, if u reached Aljunied call me for those who have my number. If dun have add ahhcatt-x@hotmail.com for more details. Its gonna be a fun night! MerryChirstmas! Hohoho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7039957757368615207?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7039957757368615207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7039957757368615207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7039957757368615207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7039957757368615207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-audition-cannot-play-and-i-will-kill.html' title='Audition can&apos;t play'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5518264735645685015</id><published>2008-11-27T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T05:32:53.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Omg</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='red'&gt;You're not alone, together we stand, I'll be by your side and take your hand.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, created nick from NaughtyLittleMarcus to AHHCATT. Isnt it unique ? Lols. Hmm, maybe I may consider changing audition's ign to -AHHCATT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, my darling sweeties from hell, how're y'all yeah? Fine? Hope so! AHHCATT love and miss y'all so much eh. Did anybody miss me at all? Ahahahas. Doubt so. *Pout* Awww, ain't it sad that no one miss me? =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So damn sorry for going missing for so long! Gotta start catching up on my updates before I lose track of my life. Fret not, I've not been wasting my life away for the past few days. I'm preparing some surprises for y'all. Alright, it really isn't any great surprise but never mind! Hope y'all will like it anyway. Love y'all so. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking about audition...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I've realised something, new cash avatars in Fashion Mall for female is totally... naked? Omg, I'm not joking check it out yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/audiforgirls.png"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audition have alot new songs and new cloths, this morning my audition still working suddenly cannot work again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;Flashget I warn you, don't mess with meee(:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning after playing audition I went to church, when come back at 6, guess what ? Audition not working. What the hell ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here go update friendster, hmm flood me comment and add me, my friendster is really rotting. &lt;a href="http://profiles.friendster.com/hellojiawei"&gt;My friendster url&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5518264735645685015?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5518264735645685015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5518264735645685015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5518264735645685015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5518264735645685015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/omg.html' title='Omg'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7308136004157320572</id><published>2008-11-24T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T07:14:05.845-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to Tampines...</title><content type='html'>Yo! Readers, today I went to bedok at 11 to take out cash from my bank account @ POSB. Dunno why must go so far away to take out cash, my father brought me there.After that I take MRT to Tampines to meet my cell-group.But today, i was emo-ing cus of the fatty Benjamin go teast me, hmm si benjamin u see I in church, ANGEL, but that doesnt mean i don get mad and kill people.I do, but not that often(: . Hmm went to tampines mall to eat pizza in pizza hut, Ate meat-lover pizza.Hmm, the meat-lover was gross. The cheese very thick and very sticky. Theres some photos of the pizza before eaten and eaten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before and after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SSqlQ5wS67I/AAAAAAAAAQI/qHLSzUC4y5w/s1600-h/Pizza+before+eat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SSqlQ5wS67I/AAAAAAAAAQI/qHLSzUC4y5w/s320/Pizza+before+eat.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272208023590464434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SSqlQx8qkVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/2o-BjHaXuqY/s1600-h/Pizza+eaten.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SSqlQx8qkVI/AAAAAAAAAQA/2o-BjHaXuqY/s320/Pizza+eaten.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272208021494862162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas the plate very clean right? I mention about Benjamin right? And he's fat right? He ate the most lor. Eat and eat while the others couldnt eat much and i am one of the others thats the sad thing. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating we went to NTUC to buy some tibits for movie.Then went Amanda's house (cell-group teacher), condominium. Watch enchanted and then watch high school musical 1. High school musical 1 very long time ago never watch le. Hmm after watching we went baking cookies! Yeah! Tasty leh my own creation. My friend go put chocolate in the cookie while mine plain plain one but mine taste better cus my friend de too sweet liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 5 i went back home with Joshua and we chat and listen to song in the bus. He took me to the MRT and he goes off. Then i take MRT myself. Reached home around 6.30 and go eat dinner. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. Take billion cares uhs. (: !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7308136004157320572?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7308136004157320572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7308136004157320572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7308136004157320572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7308136004157320572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/trip-to-tampines.html' title='Trip to Tampines...'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SSqlQ5wS67I/AAAAAAAAAQI/qHLSzUC4y5w/s72-c/Pizza+before+eat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3309687243224375931</id><published>2008-11-23T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:45:49.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogskin Changed !</title><content type='html'>Blogskin Changed !&lt;br /&gt;Do you prefer the previous one or the current one?&lt;br /&gt;Please tag me in my cbox and tell me.&lt;br /&gt;I designed this skin for the contest PurpleDevil asked my to join the contest.&lt;br /&gt;This blogskin is for personal use and I want it to be unique so i wouldnt send basecode.&lt;br /&gt;Basecoder : Little-Miss-Wendy. Big thanks to her.&lt;br /&gt;I spent 5 hours to make this blogskin, cus of the sickening error, I have to fix it or else it would look like ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this morning I went to church as usual.After church I went to discuss with my cell-group about tomorrow outing to PasirRis's WhiteSand which I yesturday just went to. Then I went to eat, I ate wanton noodle.After eating, I went to shop around the neighbourhood.I bought a pencil case that cost me $5 only.But now broke ==. &lt;br /&gt;Lets jump to next topic *JUMP!JUMP!* Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the scoop, luv. I, bookworm as always, found a book regarding breakups in our school library last time. &lt;br /&gt;That very book taught me ALOT. Yeah, its roughly about how to deal with breakups and all that. &lt;br /&gt;I thought I would miss her more and more each day without her by my side but I was wrong, way wrong. They lied, absence doesn't make the heart grow fonder. Instead, I felt myself falling out of love more each day without her.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I'll wonder if you think of me before you fell asleep at night. Or are you thinking of her instead? &lt;br /&gt;Ahahahas. Ain't I hilarious or what? Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, back to the book. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thirty days to get over a heartbreak.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this period of time, prevent yourself from seeing the girl, prevent yourself from texting her or calling her and of course meeting her "coincidentally".&lt;br /&gt;If you cannot make sure you won't do that, get a mate to help you with it. &lt;br /&gt;Rant to your mate about practically EVERYTHING related to her that is bothering you. Even though it won't make the situation get better, at least you'll feel slightly relieved. &lt;br /&gt;Cuz it really hurt bottling things up.&lt;br /&gt;Probably you'll realise things about him that you've never noticed before that really turns you off and decide that he isn't really a great catch after all.&lt;br /&gt;Love is blind isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you feel the urge to call him up or text him, text or call your mate instead. Whenever you feel like seeing him "coincidentally" or meet him up, meet up with your mate instead.&lt;br /&gt;Fight the urge from falling head over heels in love with that jerk who broke your fragile heart again.&lt;br /&gt;Soon enough, you'll be over it and before you know it, you're already ready for your next romance! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I was roughly summarising the concept of the book. Even though it might not be perfect, at least it can let y'all get the hang of it isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye thats all for today and take billion cares uh !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3309687243224375931?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3309687243224375931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3309687243224375931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3309687243224375931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3309687243224375931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/blogskin-changed.html' title='Blogskin Changed !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3345417133372473047</id><published>2008-11-22T04:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T03:49:36.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks JackieLee</title><content type='html'>Today after i brushed my teeth I went Tan Tok Seng Hospital(TTSH) @ Novenda to see my Mother's side grandfather. Hmm, I'm not sure what illness he got but he lost his memory my aunt very sad.I really hope he gets well soon.After that we went to Novenda square or is it Novenda point, I bought a $25.60 watch which have a skull in it.After buying that, my aunt shop untill like nobody else bussiness. I have to watch her buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to a photoshop to make a passport size photo of me for making of Ez-link.I didnt know where to make Ez-link or take photo at, is JackieLee who told me where to take photo and where to make one Ez-link. Jackie said that it was at Pasir Ris's bus interchange where Jackie told me to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When reached there I maked my Ez-link with my sickening photo @ $19.00. Then I went to whiteSand to buy some pens for myself as the brand new year is really coming soon and holidays is really coming to an end soon. T.T I really misses my classmates especially Jarod, miss him lots! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i had a phone called from SherminChia, she asked me what I want for my birthday on 4thJanuary.&lt;br /&gt;She's really caring, I meant the 3 of them (Trilly,Shermin&amp;Racheal). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The heavy rain really poured and I wasnt carrying an umbrella.ELLA ELLA ELLA EH EH UNDER MY UMBRELLA! Well, let it rain, let it pour !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 8 and i was so wanna sleep but after i showered i couldnt sleep so i sit at my computer and bloged this post. &lt;br /&gt;And i edited my blog abit (sorry if u cant see the difference) of my navigators.&lt;br /&gt;Btw, i've updated my blogsong (=&lt;br /&gt;Eh tag me leh , no tags to reply ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I'm lacking of topic to share ... Oh ya I really dunno whats my plurk for ... Can any kindsouls tell me ? !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walao, I'm really really lacking of topic to share .&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, Thanks alot JackieLee aka AhQi !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3345417133372473047?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3345417133372473047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3345417133372473047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3345417133372473047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3345417133372473047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanks-jackielee.html' title='Thanks JackieLee'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4495404195385725484</id><published>2008-11-19T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T08:02:24.271-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just an update ==</title><content type='html'>I know u can't bear with my long post.&lt;br /&gt;So for today short one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear 5hope we talked , laughed and did many things together .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what we always did. Why is everything changing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am still not moving on, 5hope. I will not give up on you no matter what. Please, please don't do this to me. I cannot accept the fact that everything had changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;PART 2&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Expired pictures as in they are kinda overdued. Taken along time ago I mean. I found them in my folders while I was browsing throughs my huge collection of narcissistic photographs with me, myself and some long forgotten ones with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for letting you down, friend. I was just putting on a pretence all along happily laughing at the slightest joke you crack. How could I laugh that heartily after all those horrible things that happened?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that I feigned it all, the happiness I mean. I hope you ain't reading all these but I can't help but be frank. Cuz I don't like pretending..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4495404195385725484?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4495404195385725484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4495404195385725484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4495404195385725484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4495404195385725484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-update.html' title='Just an update =='/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3112523678170413620</id><published>2008-11-14T22:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T07:58:11.385-08:00</updated><title type='text'>5Hope i miss you (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/Handfulbutcheerful-1-1-1.jpg"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/5hopeeee-1.jpg"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Hunks of 5Hope.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/bestclassever-1.jpg"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/crazy5hope-1.jpg"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i490.photobucket.com/albums/rr265/cheongjiawei/class2008-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='purple'&gt;BestClassOf &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;5Hope&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;Shermin,Trilly,Jasdev,kuangyuan,seanchan&amp;Yeekat&lt;/font&gt; BYE!):&lt;br /&gt;5Hope i really miss u ):&lt;br /&gt;You gave me joy and tears .&lt;br /&gt;I want u back .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Saddest thing is SEANQUEK same class with me&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The gruesome sight of today got me speechless. Beside helpless, I couldn't find a better word in my limited vocabulary to describe my messed-up feelings right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I'm typing all these, I could feel my heart sink deeper and deeper. It felt as though somebody is squeezing my vunerable heart tightly.. I could hardly breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasdev went to em3.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I should face everything bravely.. I guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still so much that we haven't do yet, a road so long that we haven't spend our lifetime walking and there's so much more meaningful things in life that together we haven't encounter yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;Your love is my remedy for every pain, &lt;br /&gt;show me you won't lemme love you in vain.&lt;br /&gt;With the ability to make my heart skip a beat,&lt;br /&gt;you left the sensation burning in heat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world so complicated that I couldn't see,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why you fell in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes hoping it wasn't all a dream,&lt;br /&gt;the thoughts are so sweet that I beam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I'm in love with,&lt;br /&gt;the only one that make me still believe.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but wonder how long can we last,&lt;br /&gt;let's believe by putting away our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every lovers were strangers once upon a time,&lt;br /&gt;they all undergo conflicts sour than lime.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bliss that we're still sweet by now,&lt;br /&gt;will we remain like this forever? I wonder how&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all love you,&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;Shermin,Trilly,Jasdev,kuaghyuan,seanchan&amp;Yeekat&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3112523678170413620?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3112523678170413620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3112523678170413620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3112523678170413620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3112523678170413620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/5hope-i-miss-you.html' title='5Hope i miss you (:'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8010717154655777032</id><published>2008-11-12T02:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:20:25.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hate the film teacher</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color='red'&gt;Pass all my exam sia HAPPY ! &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today went school abit later than yesterday, but wasn't late either. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs, ♥ShawnAng didn't attend school for today again. I miss him can. X: I also don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;Fastfast recover come back lahs, class no fun without "Whatever!" &amp;" I don't care!" =D&lt;br /&gt;Oh kidding. Aiya, we all miss you lah okay! Shawny! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning assembly, got one disgusting blockhead keep pick on our class people!&lt;br /&gt;Eh, fuck all these teachers lahor. Hell yeah, all go die lah. 5hope rules can. D:&lt;br /&gt;Oh shagzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually not really only pick on our class people lah, he got pick on filming also today. :/&lt;br /&gt;He kept us back for some 5mins and gave us some not-even-up-to-standard lecture. Siao bo?&lt;br /&gt;We student is young, CAN BULLY UH?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid blockhead, pick on us students again..&lt;br /&gt;I curse you okay, I swear I'll curse you every single day of my life until you die or I die. (:&lt;br /&gt;Try me, I'm really that vicious. I'll curse you choke on fishball inside even got bones, let it stuck in your throat three days three nights, I tell you. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Uh!" Disgusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that stupid irrelevant lecture, I'm strolling happily back to class with fellow classmates.&lt;br /&gt;My big mouth lah, I'm bitching to I-forget-who about that blockhead wasting my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yakyakyak &amp; Mr --- caught me. He damn cheebye can? I'm so angry lah, insufferable guy.&lt;br /&gt;I think he thought I was talking about him? Because that day he also gimme one lecture mah.&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, guilty consience say lah! Like that 公报私仇, I tell you, you deserve to die man. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place, I wasn't even bitching about you lah. Buayba! D:&lt;br /&gt;You got no rights to lecture me can, you this measly PE teacher. The cheeks, step one "holy".&lt;br /&gt;I already cursing you day &amp; night lahor. Disgusting creature. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got scolded for my hair.&lt;br /&gt;But the discipline thingy the teacher quite nice. =D He's so polite. Unlike you, this ugly twerp.&lt;br /&gt;Mr ---, I hope you look inside the mirror see your triangular shape body okay! X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one thing, I hatehatehate bo figure the males. "Uh!" I shall save my saliva now. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry readers but bear with my bitchiness. ): &lt;br /&gt;I'm not in a very good mood. =D Super-mega xialan today, I can't help it. &lt;br /&gt;Bitchiness acting up due to stress &amp; anger. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, my nose now still blue-black okay. ): Bodoh teachers lah dey, all go die can?! Urghs. D:&lt;br /&gt;Haha, finally vent some anger. So shuang. Forget it lah, smile and let it pass. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't eat during recess as usual. No appetite nowadays, really. Especially during recess.&lt;br /&gt;After recess were the usual lessons for Wednesday. I got 31/40marks for social studies. Just abit happy lah.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm back to study mood now! =D I love studying like fuck can. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'll totally buck up when the calendar hit August. Haha. If not, I'll drop EM3with SEANQUEK.&lt;br /&gt;Either way, I'm also like that. No difference lah. Just don't wanna see some people.&lt;br /&gt;I'll let fate decide everything for me. =D Both sides got their good &amp; bad points.&lt;br /&gt;Express, kena torture by teachers. ): EM3, see some people I don't wanna see. ):&lt;br /&gt;But luckily im still in EM2 (: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, I hope god will stop doing this to me lah. May god bless me~ =D&lt;br /&gt;Then got another SEANCHAN have to rub salt in my wounds also. (Later then elaborate)My mouth I cannot laugh. -.- fine. Smile &amp; let everything pass. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese lesson was boring as usual. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dingdong dingdong~ School over! =D Ooh yeah, I'm the most happy lah. Jitao high until~&lt;br /&gt;Madness, I keep go around asking people " Wo yao chang ge, shei yao ting?" again! XD&lt;br /&gt;So funny! Then I proceed on singing those laotu songs deliberately. Joker sia me.&lt;br /&gt;Eg; "Zhang sheng xiang qi lai~" , " Cheecheebombom", "Dui mian de nu hai kan guo lai~", ETC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then JAROD on his Britney songs, I sang along! =D So fun can. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Sang Womanzier &amp; Hit me baby one more time, if I'm not wrong? Ahhhhh, I so high manzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;After school is party time can! Shake your ass people, let's dance along with the music!~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unpleasant stuff's, need not mention. =D Forgive &amp; forget lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Ps: Teacher's names are sensored, I don't wanna get sued for deflaming. =D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8010717154655777032?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8010717154655777032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8010717154655777032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8010717154655777032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8010717154655777032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/hate-film-teacher.html' title='Hate the film teacher'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4916686995263168183</id><published>2008-11-10T01:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T02:09:33.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Went bugis play audi .</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRg5eB7-tqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-F_HVnoHT1g/s320/2008_11_1_23%5B1%5D.29.48"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 340px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRg5eK4rrXI/AAAAAAAAAOw/mtwNBEXd4S0/s320/audiaudi.jpg" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 480px; height: 340px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRgTfjjETvI/AAAAAAAAAOo/YBIpuXLcSos/s320/%253BD.jpg"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='blue'&gt;YEAH!Went bugis to play audition.&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRgHtdXG4II/AAAAAAAAAOg/LSN3x5WMJUE/s1600-h/marcus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRgHtdXG4II/AAAAAAAAAOg/LSN3x5WMJUE/s320/marcus.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266968241766850690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRgAWd7FJ2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/We3Z5C-cdPA/s1600-h/Me+and+my+lolipop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRgAWd7FJ2I/AAAAAAAAAOY/We3Z5C-cdPA/s320/Me+and+my+lolipop.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266960150199347042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;The optimist in the pessimist, me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;WTF . I look quite fat from the picture.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went acting class == . Went with : Seanchan,shermin,david,yeekat&amp;racheal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='purple'&gt;Oh Fcuk, something wrong with keyboard.(who buys me one,i'll marry her/him)&lt;/font&gt; LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww. After hours and hours of gaming, seems like my brain cannot function properly anymore. Once again, I'm sincerely sorry for the lack of updates in my blog. But, luv, I have a life, y'all cannot simply expect me to update like everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, fine, I don't have a life. Well, I used to own one but I lost it ever since I got grounded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact, the REAL reason why I have not been updating regularly is because of my newly-cultivated game addiction. I'll elaborate on it further later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh. Blame it on myself yeah. ): Aww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, play too much games, from that. I got grounded. I don't have a life anymore. Fxuk. This sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, don't expect any interesting updates to pop out any day from my pitiful blog just yet yeah. I suggest y'all find other new awesome blogs to continue stalking! Ahahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jokin', jokin'. Why take anything from me seriously anyway? ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I ended up gaming like i'll never stop every single day! Fuck, I used to think gaming was lame. And now, I ended up turning into someone I initially despised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I doing this to myself?! Why? Why? Why?! I've turned myself into a game freak. Awwwwwww. Never mind! Whatever it is, I'm already addicted to Maple Story and that's a rather serious addiction that I'll take a fairly LONG time to cure of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahahahhahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye, luv. Gotta run and start training my NOOB Maple character vigourously! Way to go, my SUPER-MEGA NOOB maple characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't blame me, can you? I just started playing Maple Story two days ago. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i played malaysia audition, none of the songs i understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Note1: I created two game characters just for fun. Don't probe.&lt;br /&gt;Note2: Don't take me seriously today, lovers. Lightheaded, I'm currently suffering from game addiction diseases. Don't mind me &amp; my craps.&lt;br /&gt;Note3: The expired HALLOWEEN post will be up ASAP once I get rid of my game addiction disease. LOL!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll stop here then, sweet stuffs. ^o^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4916686995263168183?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4916686995263168183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4916686995263168183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4916686995263168183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4916686995263168183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-back.html' title='Went bugis play audi .'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRg5eB7-tqI/AAAAAAAAAO4/-F_HVnoHT1g/s72-c/2008_11_1_23%5B1%5D.29.48' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2016702038911943299</id><published>2008-11-04T03:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T05:35:19.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The only one enough for me to break my heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRBJZ2YxKFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SG0Z-m92RPA/s1600-h/Marcuuus+nice+nice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRBJZ2YxKFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SG0Z-m92RPA/s320/Marcuuus+nice+nice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264788672841066578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='purple'&gt;Yesterday, I'm sad because of you. Today, I cry for you. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, you die for me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='hotpink'&gt;WooHoo! Pass 3 exam and fail 1 == .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Name: Ah Boy&lt;br /&gt;Age: Still young&lt;br /&gt;Sex: Never. Still under age&lt;br /&gt;Religion: I only have experience praying my cat who dead 2 years before&lt;br /&gt;Race: I love to race, how you know?&lt;br /&gt;Nationality: I don't like National, I prefer Sanyo&lt;br /&gt;IC Number: 6735&lt;br /&gt;Telephone number: House no telephone&lt;br /&gt;Hand phone number: 3310&lt;br /&gt;Address: Penang Jelutong&lt;br /&gt;City : Nor Haliza?&lt;br /&gt;Postcode: I never post anything&lt;br /&gt;State: In my family, I am 2nd&lt;br /&gt;Country: I love to travel to Canada&lt;br /&gt;Marriage status: Secret&lt;br /&gt;Email Address: Hotmail&lt;br /&gt;Education Background: My teacher said not bad&lt;br /&gt;Working experience: Last time got sell pirated VCD&lt;br /&gt;Father's name: Daddy&lt;br /&gt;Father's IC: You ask him&lt;br /&gt;Mother's name: Mummy&lt;br /&gt;Mother's IC: You ask her&lt;br /&gt;Current Salary: Depends on my daddy mood&lt;br /&gt;Expected Salary: As much as you can pay&lt;br /&gt;When can start work: Depends on my mood&lt;br /&gt;Highest qualification: Ya, very high&lt;br /&gt;Grade: Ya, very high&lt;br /&gt;College/University: College&lt;br /&gt;Signature: Can I use chop?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, today ran out of school with shawn ang to eat . Almost late for afternoon class == . We chat while we eat and the tab is on him (*YEAHS!*). Free lunch sia .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@&amp;)^*$. I had a really hard time trying to transfer my bloody pictures into my computer from my cellphone. Rawwrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDC, I have like gazillions of piccas to post up ASAP yeah. That is, if I EVER get that freakin' thing my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forget it. At least for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Sag songs aren't remedy for my broken heart that I'm struggling to piece it back, stitches by stitches, at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just make everything worse, like rubbing salt on already splitting wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs just gets me reminiscing the hurtful past that I tried SO HARD to forget even more. Its just pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single reminiscent simply hits me at where it hurt most, the exact same spot of the previous wound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splitting the already infected wound into two with blood slowing dripping out bits by bits.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this is gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like old feelings coming back to rip me apart, tear me into tiny pieces, swallow me alive and I feel that I'm dissolving into particles as tiny as the nucleus in an atom or even tinier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not sure if anything any tinier than the nucleus in an atom ever exist but that's not the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of it? It hurts. Yeah, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs just worsen everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like PLUCKING OUT ALL MY HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, these are just self-inflicted pain, which is really stupid beyond description. I know, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. Why can't I just let go of EVERYTHING and move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I sooooooooooo stubborn?! Why am I sooooooooo unbelievably "never-say-die"?! WHY, WHY, WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. Too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT MAN! I'm so pissed off yeah? Well, lemme digress awhile alright? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My USB wire still isn't working!!! Now, I really feel like pulling every single strand of my hair out, including my hair extentions which are fake hair FYI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHS. *Bang head on the wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I sound so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I sound so retarded all of a sudden huhs? Rawwrs. Must be some Winnie-infected disease going on. HAHAHA! X: Shhh, don't tell that bear I said that. He'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to go back to the other subject above already. Its pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovers. I'm off to die on my own. Takecare and please do not tag me. I don't feel like replying any tags or communicating with any sort of human beings. God, I hate humans! I hate the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE HATE HATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. That's not true. I love you people, really. I'm just feeling stressed and empty out of no where. Never mind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not important.. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2016702038911943299?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2016702038911943299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2016702038911943299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2016702038911943299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2016702038911943299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/11/only-one-enough-for-me-to-break-my.html' title='The only one enough for me to break my heart.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SRBJZ2YxKFI/AAAAAAAAAN4/SG0Z-m92RPA/s72-c/Marcuuus+nice+nice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4081451462894257486</id><published>2008-10-31T04:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:16:26.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Return me my melancholy soul.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrmA8faesI/AAAAAAAAANg/U0cc_77xEss/s1600-h/bleedinng+loveeeeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrmA8faesI/AAAAAAAAANg/U0cc_77xEss/s320/bleedinng+loveeeeeee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263272018448120514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size='5'&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;HAPPY HALLOWEEN PEOPLE!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma's back from oversea ! &lt;br /&gt;Today spent 4 hours with Cathryn,ShinYin &amp; Clarissa .&lt;br /&gt;Actually the 4 hour is for the library CCA . Walao it sucks to the core.&lt;br /&gt;Well we went to eat together.&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to walk around the whole school,but first we put our bags at the library on second floor in our school . ==&lt;br /&gt;Then,we went in the library,Clarissa told us some scary ghost stories ( i dun understand them )&lt;br /&gt;We walk around the whole school then we spot a great place wheres no body around .&lt;br /&gt;So we sang songs at the place very long with alot of pop songs.&lt;br /&gt;Shinyin and Clarissa sang rock song while me and cathryn sang love songs ( WE SANG HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL DE )&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the playground and play crocodile,haha shin keep being catcher.&lt;br /&gt;Later than we went to the library again to play something and saw Aunty Grace,she chatted with us and even bought us drinks ( COKE !!! )&lt;br /&gt;Well,we must wait aunty grace to buy finish,so we waited in our school staircase and create song . THE SONG IS CALLEDD WHY I HATE CHINESE .&lt;br /&gt;LOL actually it nice ( Rap ) but the middle part is me singing must do high pich ==.&lt;br /&gt;Aunty grace's back !&lt;br /&gt;We drank the cokes .&lt;br /&gt;Then shinyin got alot of empty cans from aunty grace .&lt;br /&gt;I carried it to shinyin's taxi LOL !&lt;br /&gt;Then we all departed and say good bye ( dont wanna say goodbye wan holiday will miss them and all my friends )&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye my besties !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The very song I'm currently obsessed with, Stranger, is totally right. I kept looping it. I can very much relate to it cuz it simply summarise everything I wanted to tell everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heees. Its still ringing over and over again in my ears like nobody's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each time it passes the part I can relate to most, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;"There's no kindness in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell what's going on this time,&lt;br /&gt;There's a stranger in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person that I once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do,&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too.."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brains will automatically rewind itself to the past. Yeah, my brains have a mind of its own even without me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't believe me when I told them so. If they could see you the way I do, the way you portrayed yourself in front of me, they will believe every of my words. But they can't cuz they aren't me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yadda, yadda, yadda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well, well, why don't I forget everything this instant and this minute? Why the eff am I even dwelling on it for like ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I needa get a life. Seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's kinda meaningless nowadays. Whatever I'm doing nowadays is slack, shop, chat, write, read, sleep and eat. I hardly did anything productive at all. No, nothing, nadda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I'm pretty glad of is that i pass english overall and chinese got 1st or 2nd in class.&lt;br /&gt;Bad news : Well i found out i pass 2 and fail maths ): .&lt;br /&gt;Note 1 : still dunno science marks hope i at least pass . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I kinda neglect my loved ones when I'm dying of depression. No, not the illness "depression". Its just that I'm rather depressed nowadays over absolutely nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it isn't nothing. Well, it is. But how do I phrase it? It isn't NOTHING to me. It is EVERYTHING. But, its really NOTHING to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't care, friends didn't care, perhaps, I shouldn't too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The saddest thing is, I did. WTF. Am I abnormal or am I adnormal? Lmao. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, baobeis, you've cornered me and drove me to my witends. C'mon, its already passed ending time. So, why am I still dwelling on it? Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's think of it in a more optimistic way as my blog's heading is apparently "MARCUS, the optimist in the pessimist". You can see it yourself with your big bright eyes, am I right or am I wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, what's so optimistic about falling out of love anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it, luv. I can't be bothered to use my OH-SO-SMART brains in this kinda pointless stuffs anyway. Wth. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's so wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;Next topic :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its kinda funny when you let yourself believe that fairytales could actually happen in reality and eventually wake up one day laughing at your own stupidity for allowing yourself to fall into the trap that they laid there sweetly just for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, life's somewhat meaningless without someone to fall head over heels in love with. Heees, perhaps its time that I find a replacement can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I am still stucked in my schooling mode. Its ridiculously hard to believe as the vacations had started like million years ago(exaggerating) but its 100% true. Gosh, didn't realised I'm a procrastinator for real. Don't laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind! I shall will myself to switch into holiday mode next week, I swear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm gonna make sure my pathetic cellphone isn't lack of whatever its lacking now. Money, to be exact. Yeah, I'm stucked with prepaid still. Extremely pathetic. O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, darlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4081451462894257486?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4081451462894257486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4081451462894257486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4081451462894257486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4081451462894257486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/return-me-my-melancholy-soul.html' title='Return me my melancholy soul.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrmA8faesI/AAAAAAAAANg/U0cc_77xEss/s72-c/bleedinng+loveeeeeee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-9158637183373069454</id><published>2008-10-30T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T08:14:36.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah ! Exams Are Over .</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQnPS4anAEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3O6N0X_OLu0/s1600-h/Piercings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQnPS4anAEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3O6N0X_OLu0/s320/Piercings.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262965562847723586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah ! Exams are over now is the time to relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good things when exams are over and holidays are on :&lt;br /&gt;-Stay up late.&lt;br /&gt;-Watch more television.&lt;br /&gt;-Sleep till it break noon.&lt;br /&gt;-Go out more.&lt;br /&gt;-Shop more.&lt;br /&gt;-Play more.&lt;br /&gt;-Online more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,there's more but i lazy type == .&lt;br /&gt;Hahas ... &lt;br /&gt;Today i went to computer shop to play for 20 minutes and that cost $1,not cheap right ?&lt;br /&gt;But the people there are friendly { / NOT REALLY }.&lt;br /&gt;Well i went there actually to play audition but dunno why nowadays audition patch or what de .&lt;br /&gt;So i play maple . So sian i level 5 . &lt;br /&gt;The good thing is : I level up to 6 around 15 minutes . &lt;br /&gt;Hahas thats good news to me . &lt;br /&gt;Eh dont laugh at me hor i dont play maple de . { / Just created }&lt;br /&gt;Hahas i create one maple a account so that i wouldnt waste my money at the computer shop right ? [ Me So Clever . ] *CLAPCLAP*&lt;br /&gt;Hehe *GAVE AN EVIL SMILE*&lt;br /&gt;So i had my listening compre results .&lt;br /&gt;Listening compre : 18/20 (NOT BAD LIAO)&lt;br /&gt;So my AhJie (JasmineTeo) gave me a link to edit photos and its really good .&lt;br /&gt;Well,editing photos are my favourite .&lt;br /&gt;And i love editing blogskin and make one . Well my current skin is edited from me but not created by me ^^ &lt;br /&gt;Thanks Trilly for letting me use this skin == .&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that i would fail my maths and science,well it doesnt mean that i would score well in english and chinese.&lt;br /&gt;The english paper was quite ok while i can finish doing it . LOL&lt;br /&gt;today have social studies exam and science .&lt;br /&gt;The science were super hard u cannot imagine.&lt;br /&gt;The social study worst ar (actually open book test),but no bring book so i guess guess anyhow tigam . LOL .__.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that i wouldnt retain or go em3&lt;br /&gt;currently : em2&lt;br /&gt;I dun wanna change class i love my class &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;Message to my class : You all gave me tears &lt;br /&gt;And you all gave me Joy.&lt;br /&gt;Our class is named 5Hope.&lt;br /&gt;I am sure we will have many hope on our future and not hopeless == .&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hahas Byes i going to update my friendster again ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-9158637183373069454?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/9158637183373069454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=9158637183373069454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/9158637183373069454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/9158637183373069454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/yeah-exams-are-over.html' title='Yeah ! Exams Are Over .'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQnPS4anAEI/AAAAAAAAAM4/3O6N0X_OLu0/s72-c/Piercings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4428463710946221885</id><published>2008-10-29T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T03:39:01.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Omq tomorrow's science EOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrgIk0iQEI/AAAAAAAAANY/WhxgNhRCBTQ/s1600-h/DSC01230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrgIk0iQEI/AAAAAAAAANY/WhxgNhRCBTQ/s320/DSC01230.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263265552463446082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg today at school we studied for tomorrow's Science EOY . Scared *PRAYPRAY*.&lt;br /&gt;We studied for about 2 hours like that actually is 1 hour because our form teacher,MrsYap didnt come,well thats something good. Well i was almost late (As usual.)&lt;br /&gt;Note 1 : Mrs Ho,our Science &amp; English teacher promised us that we must have 2 'A's and two 'B's in a row in order to go to a hotel to play bowling and eat buffet ! .&lt;br /&gt;Note 2 : The sad thing is i'm sure i wouldnt get an A for science so i should aim B.&lt;br /&gt;By the way we had Chinese EOY it was so easy ... but still fear of failing every exam i would just watch my results and tio caning ... LOL ! &lt;br /&gt;I scare my science and maths would fail . I just hope i would at least pass .&lt;br /&gt;Maths Aim : 55/100 &lt;br /&gt;Science Aim : 60/100&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Aim : 80+/90 = can be done .&lt;br /&gt;English Aim : 70+/100 &lt;br /&gt;Hope all my aims would come true and all my wishes would just come true and my bad memories just fade away with just one tick ...&lt;br /&gt;Byes  !!! I am going to reply comment at friendster .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4428463710946221885?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4428463710946221885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4428463710946221885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4428463710946221885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4428463710946221885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/omq-tomorrows-science-eoy.html' title='Omq tomorrow&apos;s science EOY'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQrgIk0iQEI/AAAAAAAAANY/WhxgNhRCBTQ/s72-c/DSC01230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-696294413617289004</id><published>2008-10-28T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T06:35:34.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Walao Eff You Right Back !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQcPCTweQuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/P_5KAhH6QzU/s1600-h/MARCUS+...+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQcPCTweQuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/P_5KAhH6QzU/s320/MARCUS+...+.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262191221943452386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;AHHMA ! When u come home ??? Come home quick i no food eat buy from outside ... == waste $18 today == SAD ! &lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i spent time with elizabeth well she waste my time ! I was playing with her then a boy come to play with her and push me aside . And let me see you play . What's the meaning of this ?! I am not your puppet, u call me early in the morning to help u with blog thing i faster brush teeth and on computer to help u. I didnt had breakfast because of helping you but, what i got for return nothing just BULLSHIT . !  ==&lt;br /&gt;This afew days i got a few wierd wierd de phone-calls it is from my secert lover. &lt;br /&gt;EEE! I was curious who is it so i look at the number . Guess what ? Private number ==.&lt;br /&gt;Note 1 : the voice of girl seems like nose has something blocked == !&lt;br /&gt;Another phone-call i scare but i cannot dont pick up because my ringtone is super loud ... LOL ! Seriously ==&lt;br /&gt;Aiyoh... Is MAMA i mean real MAMA hahas. She wanted me to go to my aunt house to collect a box of chocolate &lt;br /&gt;Note 2 : Heard that the box of chocolate is sold by a student from other schools. &lt;br /&gt;Omq another private number so i pick up , she said her heart out so i know how is she le but i wont accpect her so soon i would let time decide LOL !&lt;br /&gt;Note 3 : sorry ar girl girl see how 1st then accpect u okiie ? &lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Next topic : 5JOY'S HORRIBLE FILES?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEE! i got Angie lim' science file to help to check the file == Sibei messy so i changed with my beloved nuer JACKIE LEE JIA QI i wanna make her famous so wrote her name big big ... == LOL&lt;br /&gt;She trade me for Wong Wen Xin's file is it wong or lim not very sure .&lt;br /&gt;Those files are horrible !&lt;br /&gt;Luckily my Jarod help me so i did nothing for 1 hour == .&lt;br /&gt;After that is MATHS, &lt;br /&gt;Our maths teacher mrs tan . was injured so a teacher take over, Ms dila .&lt;br /&gt;Me and jarod was walking home together today guess what . Surprize mrs tan appeared in canteen so me and jarod went to say HI to her LOL so rude == . &lt;br /&gt;Then i went home sleep and on computer Elizabeth ask me out again == ... &lt;br /&gt;Feeling so stress and wanted to reject her .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya bye bye nothing to say le &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jasmine Jie :&lt;br /&gt;Okok u promise ? Bring me out hor !&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahas now really have to go le .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going update my tagged and friendster profile then i listen to song . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omq tomorrow chinese exam * STUDY * &lt;br /&gt;Sibei fake lah study &lt;br /&gt;Bye !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-696294413617289004?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/696294413617289004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=696294413617289004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/696294413617289004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/696294413617289004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/walao-eff-you-right-back.html' title='Walao Eff You Right Back !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQcPCTweQuI/AAAAAAAAAMg/P_5KAhH6QzU/s72-c/MARCUS+...+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-6323345606298919104</id><published>2008-10-27T07:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T08:15:20.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dearest Grandma Bon Voyage !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQXa-RoR8rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lkl0PIEEgn4/s1600-h/MARCUS-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQXa-RoR8rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lkl0PIEEgn4/s320/MARCUS-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261852503071388338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i sleep untill 12 plus, i was woken up by my ringtone ... (RingRingRing} someone called .&lt;br /&gt;Phone Call :Hello ar, hey i Elizabeth wanna come block 108's basketball court to play? &lt;br /&gt;I replied : ok lorh , but i wanna go computer shop to see the cute doggie that KOLYN jiejie has bought waaa so envy her has a dog i couldnt keep one even i have one ...&lt;br /&gt;Well she and her HUBBY or something de surf at mocca and found a cute dog. The usual price of the dog was 800 but it was cut to 700(Her HUBBY negotiate it) Lol ...&lt;br /&gt;Thats what she wrote at her blog .&lt;br /&gt;Note 1 : The dog was so lil'. :)&lt;br /&gt;Ohh .. i almost forgot about Elizabeth ...&lt;br /&gt;Phone call continued ... Called ended .. ==&lt;br /&gt;Where was i ... ohhh ya i left Elizabeth at block 108 lol... Cute of her stun there lol. ==&lt;br /&gt;^o^ Ehhh after that my God-mother brought me,my brother &amp; my sister go IMM to shop waaaaaaa expensive sien ( not me pay for it WHO CARES ) ==&lt;br /&gt;After shopping i went home ... wasien just come home need to follow Grandma go Airport ( dunno where she go leh )&lt;br /&gt;After she go up the plane i mean go to check in or something i went to the airport food court or something de eat ....&lt;br /&gt;YUM! Expensive i ate $7.60 de Japanese dish ... cannot recall the food name ... something something chicken de ==&lt;br /&gt;Then go back home on computer sit there for 2 hours chat with my dearest Jasmine Jie .&lt;br /&gt;Note 2 : GRANDMA ! BON VOYAGE KAYS ? &lt;br /&gt;Note 3 : ofcus' she didnt go alone ... ^o^&lt;br /&gt;Note 4 : Tomorrow chinese exams ... o.0 didnt study.&lt;br /&gt;Chinese's a piece of cake ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-6323345606298919104?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/6323345606298919104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=6323345606298919104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/6323345606298919104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/6323345606298919104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/dearest-grandma-bon-voyage.html' title='Dearest Grandma Bon Voyage !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQXa-RoR8rI/AAAAAAAAAMM/lkl0PIEEgn4/s72-c/MARCUS-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3801358197152005986</id><published>2008-10-26T00:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T02:59:15.099-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JasmineJie Do u Still Love Me?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQSbW_2qPeI/AAAAAAAAALw/FObPTb_sBTc/s1600-h/DSC01229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQSbW_2qPeI/AAAAAAAAALw/FObPTb_sBTc/s320/DSC01229.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261501084075703778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello everyone,only for those reading this lah ._.&lt;br /&gt;To JasmineJie:&lt;br /&gt;Your feelings to me is true or false ...&lt;br /&gt;I've wondered why seriously,are u true to me.&lt;br /&gt;Everytime u called me i would be so happy that i would pick up the phone very fast[!]&lt;br /&gt;And everytime i got hurt by other gans or my friends u would be there for me,&lt;br /&gt;but u promised me everytime to bring me out,but everytime did u fulfill your promise?&lt;br /&gt;You told me reason,i also cannot be so unreasonable right?You said u wanna meet your friends everyday. but u see your friend face everyday u wouldnt sian de meh.&lt;br /&gt;1st u said u wanna meet me &lt;br /&gt;2nd u said u cant make it&lt;br /&gt;3rd u said u wanna bring me out&lt;br /&gt;4th u made me happy for nothing&lt;br /&gt;5th u just dump me  aside wad do u think i am ? I'm not your toy ok? though i am your didi but u could not do this to me right?&lt;br /&gt;Everything u promised u never fulfill.&lt;br /&gt;u couldnt imagine how deep u hurt me... And i fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;i was soaring in the sky when i am with u/chatting with u.&lt;br /&gt;But i fell everytime u made an empty promise &lt;br /&gt;i donno can i trust u and give my all to u...&lt;br /&gt;Well,since i met u,i was faithful to u , i didnt backstab u or anything,but i did all those for what?&lt;br /&gt;just for a friendship?! a ganship ? Well, u also know that i don go much so i didnt have alot friends.&lt;br /&gt;I'ld rather delude myself in the belief that you was the one who neglected me first rather than me being the one who broke the trust. I don't know why I deceive myself so much but that isn't the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i go to sleep i'll do some tags reply :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Tags reply: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hihi lalalalalalalla taggie...... &lt;br /&gt;hihi de bloqq hor quite nice la jux de pix nt nice muz handsome smile:d okok &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-27 10:53 AM # &lt;br /&gt;i would take your advise but write with your BIG name kays? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x.yun DOG ! &lt;br /&gt;x.yun HUM JI AH ! dare say me dun dare show ppl those tag ah ? bo ji sio you ! &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-27 10:37 AM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC: Lol ? ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jasmine I DONT LOVE YOU ! &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-27 10:36 AM # &lt;br /&gt;AMarCus-LiStiC:hhhh ! u're not Jasmine ==&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jasmine TAGG~!! &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-27 10:13 AM #&lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC: Lol... )':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minming♥ i not sure leh. if seriously cant , i say sorry first ;x &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-26 8:25 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:u cannot make emptypromise i will sad de u promised to bring me to beach :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth(jie) heys....di i tagged u alot liaox sia.....hahas &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-25 11:41 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:ehh i have tag u oso de lorh&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;minming♥ haha, you super bhb. kk i'll tag you more often la ;D sometmes lazy mah. paiseh lor. &lt;br /&gt;minming♥ tagged ;D nice blogskin (: &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-25 11:26 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC: Lol!Thanks for the tag this skin is edited by me ofcus nice :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elizabeth(jie) lol....den u try to put some more pics okays???hahas  &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-25 8:55 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC: Ok :DDD Try uhs * CHEERS! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth(Jie) Heys....didi....y u choose this pic?Very ugly sia...lol....put a few more pics la........hahas &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-25 12:06 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:Hahas no lah u very pretty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Triilly :) tagged anywaes . &lt;br /&gt;Triilly :) lols.I HATE EOY.lols . &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 8:55 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:u think i like EOY? i hate it man !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;minming♥ tagged (: &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 8:51 PM #  &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:Thank you :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine heyy didi...taggies fer uu: &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 8:37 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:Lol thx :DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 7:29 PM # &lt;br /&gt;Triilly :) ehh..y no hab update..cos of EOY arhh? &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 7:08 PM # &lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:Yaaaaaa EOY lorhh ._. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel hey...why nvr link me ? =( &lt;br /&gt;2008-10-24 3:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;MarCus-LiStiC:Lol no time :D i will if i have the time ok?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes Take Cares ... ==&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3801358197152005986?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3801358197152005986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3801358197152005986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3801358197152005986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3801358197152005986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/jasminejie-do-u-still-love-me.html' title='JasmineJie Do u Still Love Me?'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQSbW_2qPeI/AAAAAAAAALw/FObPTb_sBTc/s72-c/DSC01229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-296355999059549756</id><published>2008-10-24T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T06:46:19.852-07:00</updated><title type='text'>{Optimistic}</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQG7VjluW4I/AAAAAAAAALg/RHtgyll15MY/s1600-h/DSC01240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQG7VjluW4I/AAAAAAAAALg/RHtgyll15MY/s320/DSC01240.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260691818750565250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQG68zHxwWI/AAAAAAAAALY/26AYLwBFxPs/s1600-h/Fringe%C2%A4is%C2%A4getting%27+%C2%A4longer%C2%A4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQG68zHxwWI/AAAAAAAAALY/26AYLwBFxPs/s320/Fringe%C2%A4is%C2%A4getting%27+%C2%A4longer%C2%A4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260691393423196514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcus-LiStiC &amp;  Elizabeth Jie&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color='red'&gt;&lt;font size='10'&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;center&gt;Gans For Life &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey guys, woah, you won't believe this! Life is sooo fabulous that I've finally learnt how to be a lil' optimistic yeah. Heees. Told you! Every setbacks that didn't bring me down is suppose to make me even stronger. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, from now on, guys, gotta start cultivating yourselves to be more optimistic yeah? Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I was exaggerating about the "life is sooo fabulous" part but the "getting optimistic" part is totally true. I can swear it upon my words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if you think I'm credible. Which I think I am, if I say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In actual fact, life isn't fabulous. Definitely not with those dramas on my case, that's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised not to leak anything regarding the "drama" caused by some bitches out on my blog less they start it again pushing all the blames on me this time round. Not gonna be so stupid yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. Karma will get them for me. There isn't a need to dirty my hands.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. actually, I'm somebody who believe in peace. I'm a Libra. Although its a fact that I'm pretty hot-tempered, I ain't revengeful and I hardly ever hold any grudges for long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even hate EWWS, "The box" or Duckie now. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only ones who are disgusting me thoroughly right now are that pair of hypocrites and another hypocritic stereotype. Yeah, that's three of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind! I'll get over it soon! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm never pretty,I'm handsome ! ^o^ Hehehes . :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all I'm gonna say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today maths paper was hard&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-296355999059549756?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/296355999059549756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=296355999059549756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/296355999059549756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/296355999059549756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-never-pretty-optimistic.html' title='{Optimistic}'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SQG7VjluW4I/AAAAAAAAALg/RHtgyll15MY/s72-c/DSC01240.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-482944548869017485</id><published>2008-10-19T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T01:59:59.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You tore me into pieces, you destroyed me and my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBQVZOpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uGV_Ec_OR3g/s1600-h/Jasminejie-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBQVZOpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uGV_Ec_OR3g/s320/Jasminejie-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258780518775339666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBi1yIkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sGQGFykJer8/s1600-h/DSC00861-8-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBi1yIkI/AAAAAAAAAK8/sGQGFykJer8/s320/DSC00861-8-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258780523743027778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBsiKL9I/AAAAAAAAALE/aAHU4Fgl1aw/s1600-h/ME-2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBsiKL9I/AAAAAAAAALE/aAHU4Fgl1aw/s320/ME-2-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258780526345072594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBlw18lI/AAAAAAAAALM/sobK0y1EzIo/s1600-h/jasminejiejie-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBlw18lI/AAAAAAAAALM/sobK0y1EzIo/s320/jasminejiejie-3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258780524527612498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;To Jasmine Jie: &lt;br /&gt;JieJie, i will love you 4ever with all my hearts :D&lt;br /&gt;Even if the sky falls, oceans bows, u will still be my Jie.&lt;br /&gt;Your arms are my castle, your heart is my sky.&lt;br /&gt;They wipe away tears that I cry.&lt;br /&gt;The good and the bad times, we've been through them all.&lt;br /&gt;You make me rise when I fall.&lt;br /&gt;My other gans stab me but i believe if i get hurt, u will protect me (:&lt;br /&gt;I promise u too (:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Elizabeth:&lt;br /&gt;Dear diary, the sickening felt of emptiness is killing me inside. I could sense my hollow heart wallowing at its own pitiness of losing somebody it had kept inside and swore never to let go of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know when I said those words, I was having these cold shivers secretly praying that you reply me with a "no". Is that too much of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you know before I did whatever I've done, I was actually afraid of the consequences. I was afraid of losing you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought twice but I decided to follow my heart. Is it really that wrong to do so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you break into my life, rob me of my soul, kept me mesmerised, told me you loved me most? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you've stab me from behind, not even a sayang. You've made a mess out of my onced beautiful life, you've took my soul, you've got me hypnotised and never myself again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knowingly crushed my heart into a million pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day you say break friendship, i was hurt, are you still thinking of me or is there any other cute boy on your mind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are they really so much more important than me or is it that I'm thinking way too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I ever wanted was for you to come back, stay by my side, watch me live, be with me through my worst, lemme be with you when you're down and never to leave me ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is that too much of me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can still feel the touch of yours lingering on my mind whenever I close my eyes. I can still remember those words you've used on me. I can still remember what you said that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You are the one that I love the most."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, is what you told me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me a friend like you is not worth it, you're not worth of me losing myself over your departure. I didn't listen. I believed all your words. I gave you my best, the whole of myself but I guess that isn't enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They can call me naive, they can speak ill of me all they want. All I want is for you to believe in me like how I believe in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there a possibility that you'll feel the same way about me like I felt the same about you. Or am I thinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me you're already alright as time pass, you never did lack of friends around you. That, got me feeling that you never needed me by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, even got me wondering if you've friend me before. Did you even care for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted a faithful friend who trust me like how I trust her/him and I put my faith in you. Why did you destroy my faith?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you lift my faith up and threw it on the ground? Yet, I can only stare at my faith with tears rolling down my cheeks, feeling my heart wrench and experiences all those blues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only cry myself to sleep every night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I assured everyone that I'll be strong, I pretended to be, I smiled like the sun shining in front of everyone..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to move on, I tried to move away from this friendship and even breakaway from them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else can I do to get myself back together again? All I can do is to keep myself busy, lock myself in, drown in my own pity for myself and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They asked me why my eyes are swollen everyday, I laughed and said no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They didn't probe and I didn't say. I started putting on this pretence of sunshine just to keep everyone from worrying for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me you aren't worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't listen. That, isn't what I wanted to hear. I just want to voice out my thoughts and feelings but they didn't listen either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want is to say everything out, I don't like bottling things up but nobody understood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its true. Nobody understand this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone understand how it feels like to be neglected for a long time, longing to see the one you friend me everyday to no avail?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, the one you is constantly finding ways to stay away from me because he/she isn't in a good mood and he do not want to vent his/her anger on me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyone understand how it feels like when you feel so empty that you have to rant your frustrations to your closer friends trusting them not to spill anything out yet somebody else eavesdropped and spilled everything to the one you love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that no matter how much you explain, the one you love just don't listen. Nothing ever gets in his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you ever thought of is that I'm unfaithful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You aren't even there when I'm dying of pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't blame you either. That, is because you're busy with your blog or something. I tried to be understanding. I didn't blame you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you tell me you are busy, you don't have the time for me, my heart just sanked deeper each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I have to come across knowing that you have time to be with your other friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You told me you treat me as a good friend, you want to give me nothing but the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't you contradicting yourself when you lied to me everytime? Elizabeth, don't lie. Don't lie to me. Why did you lied?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What hurts me most is that you said you understand me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I denied it, I know you understand me. You said you understand me. I believe in every of your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why did you believe in every of theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we really fated to be this way? Are we really fated to end without a goodbye? Are we really not meant for eachother?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried moving on, I walked away because I know this friendship is going no where.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, for every step I walk away from our friendship, I feel a knife stabbing even deeper into my fragile heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got me on my knees. Can I beg you for mercy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I didn't friend you at all, I will be able to say I hate you for infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that I'm ruined, I'm thoroughly destroyed, I'm not myself anymore, I became someone else. Somebody insignificant in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am even appearing to be close to being desperate. I wonder if they are happy to see me in this state. I wonder if you still care for me or that you're hating me like me hating you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for not believing in me the way I believed in you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm aware that nobody cannot live on without another but I just simply cannot live properly without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never knew I could friend somebody that much until I meet you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's over, ceasing to dust particles.. The next time I see you on the streets, perhaps, will history repeat itself or will we pass eachother by with the name of strangers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can remember vividly how tightly I hug you the last time, so afraid that you'll leave me one day..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That day had came. You've destroyed my soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of those emotional stuffs. I'm sick and tired of them too, aren't you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-482944548869017485?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/482944548869017485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=482944548869017485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/482944548869017485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/482944548869017485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-tore-me-into-pieces-you-destroyed.html' title='You tore me into pieces, you destroyed me and my life.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SPrxBQVZOpI/AAAAAAAAAK0/uGV_Ec_OR3g/s72-c/Jasminejie-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-4842006027646956479</id><published>2008-10-17T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T05:50:17.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Email Inbox</title><content type='html'>Haha i found these in my email do read them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confusing Chinese Names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan (anyone)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : No, I want to speak to Annie Wan (anyone)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : I'm Sam Wan (Someone). And I need to talk to Annie Wan (anyone)! It's urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan (anyone) that our brother Noel Wan (no one)has involved in an accident. Noel Wan (no one)got injured and now Noel Wan (no one) is being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan (everyone) is on his way to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital, then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I'm Saw Lee (Sorry).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!!&lt;br /&gt;=========================================&lt;br /&gt;This is hilarious ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Chinese shouldn't have Christian names:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anne Chang =&gt; Dirty (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Anne Chin =&gt; Keep Quiet (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Faye Chen =&gt; Dusty (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Carl Cheng =&gt; Buttock (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Monica Cheng =&gt; Touching your buttocks (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Lucy Leow =&gt; You are dead (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Jane Tan =&gt; Frying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Suzie Leow =&gt; Lose till death (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Henry Mah =&gt; Hate your mum (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Corrine Tai =&gt; Poor fellow (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Paul Chan =&gt; Bankrupt (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Nelson Tan =&gt; Bird laying eggs (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Leslie Tong =&gt; Rubbish Bin (Mandarin)&lt;br /&gt;Carmen Teng =&gt; Leg hair long (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Connie Mah =&gt; Call your mother (Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;Danny See =&gt; Squeeze you to death (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Rosie Teng =&gt; Screws and nails (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Pete Tsai =&gt; Nose droppings (Hokkien)&lt;br /&gt;Macy Koh =&gt; Never die before (Cantonese)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha !  &lt;br /&gt;Bye To Jiawei ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4842006027646956479?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4842006027646956479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4842006027646956479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4842006027646956479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/4842006027646956479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-email-inbox.html' title='My Email Inbox'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-5492077329892867464</id><published>2008-10-16T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T03:00:04.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I nid no one,i'm better alone :DD</title><content type='html'>I am sorry that I've made so many people worried for me for my immaturity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so recklessly stupid to thought of ending everything by commiting suicide instead of facing the music with a strong me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A second thought about it today, I find myself rather stupid. How impossible can I get? If not for XIAOZHU(NOT REAL NAME), who came to my rescue just in time, I would've have been dead by now instead of blogging right here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget everything. Everything's over, so am I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for all the silly things that I've done, guess its time to start anew. Everyone, wish me good luck alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heees. I'm currently chatting on MSN with my SWEETHEART. ^o^ Sweetheart simply made my day with all those sugarcoated words and cheering-ups! LOVE MY LAOGONGS LIKE THE SEA &amp;amp; SKY IS BLUE SO MUCH YEAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note1: Anyway I love Shawn more le. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've finally got over the fact that LAOGONGS are more important than me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's mine will always remain mine and what aren't will never be mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, people can overheard a part of everything and not all. Even if they heard the whole conversation, can they be 100% sure that that's what had happened exactly? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note2: I grew cuter than before.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I cry? No ones is worth the pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, there's another part of me now, struggling to get over everything, struggling to break away from XINYUN(the b!tch), trying with all my might to move on instead of crying over split milk and trying not to dwell on it anymore.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise not to attempt suicide over THE B!TCH anymore. Its not worth dying for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i have a boss (: ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note3: He insisted that he is my boss since he saved my life. LOLS. -.- Lame guy. X:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides sorry, I don't know what else to say other than thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, thank you to everyone who tried to cheer me up even to no avail. Thank you, really. Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note4: All my haters shall be devastated to know that I'm still alive and kicking cuz they are all wishing that I'm dead. Good for them yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note5: I *love* my LAOGONGS : Shawn,WeiYang &amp;amp; Jarod! Thanks for being the love of my life! ^o^ ^o^ ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Tags Reply :&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 08:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;shawnlao gong: i love it!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Ty Laogong Your LaoGong Spell Wrong ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 08:43 PM&lt;br /&gt;shawnlao gong: yr blog is so wonderful sia&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Ty LaoGong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 08:29 PM&lt;br /&gt;vina.k.: wa seh! ur blog dunwan lia0 ah?tsktsk so sad&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Thx for caring im sorry if i have made u worried. Sorry i still love my blog.Blehx ;DDDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 07:02 PM&lt;br /&gt;--PINGGUO: YOYO..TAGGED&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Ty apple.&lt;/33 my u miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 04:44 PM&lt;br /&gt;RaChEl♥: LOL!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Fck lahhh. Wad u want sweetie. EEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 02:30 PM&lt;br /&gt;RaChEl♥: hey relax im just kidding..&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:No time for jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 02:17 PM&lt;br /&gt;RaChEl♥: did you jus called me b!tch? well a b!tch is a dog,dogs bark,bark are on the trees,trees are a part of nature and nature is beautiful so yupp thank for yr compliment LOL!!!! learn from you&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Can i give u L ? L-A-M-E .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 12:48 PM&lt;br /&gt;RaChEl♥: Ima SPAMMER!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Lanjiao lahh u bore is it?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 12:48 PM&lt;br /&gt;RaChEl♥: tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag tag&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei:Thx for the tag ? But i dun nid so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 Oct 08, 10:34 AM&lt;br /&gt;WeiYang (LapGong): Wah Laopo!! How you DO TILL the blog so NICE!&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei {LaoPo}: Wah LaoGong !! How u get so old ? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 Oct 08, 05:13 PM&lt;br /&gt;Sharon: hm.... di taggies wor&lt;br /&gt;Jiawei: hm... Ty wor&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;`TATA Gtg see ya i will miss ya Muacks to all And dun nid to worry for me le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I shall be a strong boy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-5492077329892867464?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/5492077329892867464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=5492077329892867464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5492077329892867464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/5492077329892867464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-am-sorry-that-ive-made-so-many-people.html' title='I nid no one,i&apos;m better alone :DD'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1434060611118085180</id><published>2008-10-10T01:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:38:21.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go Heck Freaker ! { Title }</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO8UZDXZM-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/qKTWSh-_LQU/s1600-h/iiLiVEiNABLACKNWHiTEWORLD-3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO8UZDXZM-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/qKTWSh-_LQU/s320/iiLiVEiNABLACKNWHiTEWORLD-3-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255441710797370338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO8UZVt72iI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p9ouvjvZq1A/s1600-h/ii+LiVE+iN+A+BLACK+N+WHiTE+WORLD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO8UZVt72iI/AAAAAAAAAI8/p9ouvjvZq1A/s320/ii+LiVE+iN+A+BLACK+N+WHiTE+WORLD.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255441715723754018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture Edited ! I'm Picture Addicted ! Lol?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss miss miss miss miss dear to death. I wonder if she missed me too. ): I really hope she won't believe her so-called friend's words. I don't want a girlfriend who is hopelessly stupid yeah! Sigh. Why are there SO MANY backstabbers around? D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind! I must trust my own girlfriend that she will not believe in all that shit! ^o^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I've got this weirdest feeling ever. I don't think I'll have a happy birthday this year. ): At least not without my dear. ): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't understand why people like to spread things that are untrue so much! I really really really hate people who tell tales. If you hate me, just come right up to me and tell me you hate me. Or even better, IGNORE ME. Why must you go and tell my dear things that aren't true. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't care if you go around spreading things that are untrue about me to YOUR friends. I don't care because it YOUR mouth. What can I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, WHY TO MY GIRLFRIEND?! Aren't you extremely childish or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that my dear is kinda suspecting me or something, ARE YOU HAPPY ALREADY? I bet you are. You would kill to see me upset, am I right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Too bad for you, I won't be affected one bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? The one that you've affected terribly now is my dear and he is innocent! If you hate me, just come and make my life miserable lah. WHY GO MAKE MY DEAR'S LIFE MISERABLE?! You crazy piece of shit face. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be waiting for you. Whether you are male or female, I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a feeling that you are gay or les or something though. Are you interested in me or my dear? Why do you want to break us up so much? I'm really curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't keep me in suspense anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're stalking me everyday, just come right up to me and tell me you are the one. I am not a dog, I don't bite. A frail and short boy like me cannot possibly be able to do any harm to you on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another question here. Why are you so free to stalk me everyday and report whatever I said to my dear huh? Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although dear told me to forget everything and pretend that nothing had happened, I don't think I can. I can tell that dear is disturbed by that rumour. D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its really none of your business whether you see me with a different girl each time okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nothing. I did not do anything. Stop telling my dear tales that you fabricated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just stop everything you're doing yeah. Get a life, will ya? (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My god, I realised I've interupted myself again. I've been doing it alot nowadays! Didn't you realise that? Hahaha. What a scattered brain I've been! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I before I interupted myself? My birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I will have a happy birthday this year. Really. Sigh! Never mind, never mind. Forget it. At the end of the day, I still have myself. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a pessimist, I'm pretty optimistic alrighty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I don't have much to say already. I just hope that I'll get into a better class next year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best wishes for everyone yeah! Love ya guys. Tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Oh-my-geeeeeee! I think I've kinda figured out who was that fucker who told my dear those effin' tales about me already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brains isn't only for show alright. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should've have guessed that its YOU earlier. Cuz my dear won't believe just ANYBODY's words that easily unless its somebody he really trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be glad that I'm not going to insult your girlfriend here because she seems to be somebody nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuck off, you bloody son of a whore. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1434060611118085180?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1434060611118085180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1434060611118085180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1434060611118085180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1434060611118085180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/go-heck-freaker.html' title='Go Heck Freaker ! { Title }'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO8UZDXZM-I/AAAAAAAAAI0/qKTWSh-_LQU/s72-c/iiLiVEiNABLACKNWHiTEWORLD-3-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-678829810711915505</id><published>2008-10-09T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T02:42:42.101-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You can say ANYTHING about me, I will still be ME.</title><content type='html'>You can say ANYTHING about me, I will still be ME. And, that's something you can NEVER be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my fellow darlings. I'm in a rather good mood now! ^o^ Heeees, smile Jiawei smile. I won't let those rumours affect me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, get a life man. Its already the 21st century and people are still spreading nasty rumours to affect another's life. Is that the best you've got? Hahahaha. Need I laugh louder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall complain about it here even though I won't let it affect me! My blog is my ranting ground, remember? If anybody don't like anything I've wrote, just don't read yeah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean no harm! Don't get offended unless you're guilty consious alright?(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey tale-teller, guess what? You've caught me off my guards. You've found one of my weakness. Ain't you great? Guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I don't know if you're male or female, or somewhere in between(quite possible), you must have hate me alot yeah? Stab me at the back? Spread things that are untrue about me? What's more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bite me. If my girlfriend ever believe that, it'll be either that he is hopelessly stupid or that he don't love me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? A flirt? I flirt with alot of girls? Just like a prostitute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I didn't know I'm so charming. TYVM. I don't need that effin' compliment. Save that for your own mother or girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, why don't you get your facts right before you start talking trash? You've certainly made yourself out as some kinda brainless, mindless fool ya know? Need I say more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a flirt, a prostitute, WHAT ARE YOU? Son of a bitch or daughter of a slut? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that I don't like people to say that I'm a prostitute? Its an indirect insult to my parents, didn't you know that? Or you don't give a fuckin' damn? Well, anything you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its YOUR mouth, I can't stop you. Sad isn't it? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take note that I won't give a fuckin' damn to YOUR feelings too then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I'm a flirt, a prostitute, YOUR mother will have the biggest genetial hole ever in the whole universe as she had been effed so many times that you have so many siblings that you lost count of who is who. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR father will be the biggest flirt on earth ever that he slept with so many prostitutes that he caught AIDS. What's the best of all? He passed the AIDS to YOU too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need I say more? *yawns* This is getting boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I am afraid to lose my girlfriend cuz I love her alot. Factual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much for stabbing me at the back, I guessed you've found my deepest fear didn't you? Targeting my girlfriend? Trying to make him believe in all that trash? FUCK YOU MAN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a boy, you must be SO JEALOUSED of me that you need to spread all that rumours about me. Poor you for wasting your precious time on me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a guy, I don't have much to say yeah. ARE YOU IN LOVE WITH MY GIRLFRIEND OR WHAT?! Lame shit. Too bad for you, my girlfriend ain't no lamer. My girlfriend is perfectly straight. Poor you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, what makes you think that you have the rights to judge me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't gimme that shit about.. my girlfriend is your goodfriend, YADDA-YADDA, you don't wish to see her get hurt, YADDA-YADDA, I'm a bad boyfriend, YADDA-YADDA, I'm not worthy of her, YADDA-YADDA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether I'm worthy enough for her or not, its of him to determine. Not you. I'm HER boyfriend, NOT YOURS. Get that in your brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, you've never seen me flirt anyone before. What makes you think that I'm the person you've described? Who are you to judge my appearance and the way I act? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a tad too friendly. Is that a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I didn't know you're so in love with me that you have to stalk me and tell my boyfriend tales about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I don't need that yeah. Need I feel honoured? Sureeeeee, I'm sooo honoured. *roll eyes in disgust*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because of a fuckin' meaningless thing I said to "Friend A" and "Friend B" just for the sake of saying it and not meaning it, YOU HAVE TO TELL TALES TO MY GIRLFRIEND???!!! What the fuck. Ain't you immature?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Need I clap for you? Sureeeeeeeeeeeee. I shall clap for you! *Applausing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing you don't know about me for sure is that I DON'T LIKE TO BE MALIGNED FOR THINGS I DID NOT DO. So, if you like to see me flirt so much right. I'll give you a chance to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow, come straight up to me and tell me I'm a flirt and I'll show you one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY? Very right? YOU WISH. *Roll eyes once again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I curse that your whole family get grilled in hell just because of your misdeeds. I don't care if you're male or female or neither one. I curse that you choke on 10 meatballs for 49 days till you choke on your last breath. I curse that you'll rot in hell someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever lemme know who are you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a girl, I curse that your genetials get slit by your own boyfriend SO HARD that you yell like a pornstar everytime you undergo sexual intercourse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I curse that you get fucked and ditched 100 times before you find your true love. That's not all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, your true love will die within 2 days after the both of you get together. I hope you'll mourn till you die. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're a guy, I curse that your girlfriend chop off one of your balls on accident. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, not all your balls. Its one of your balls. Left or right, why don't you decide that yourself? Do you know something call "can see, cannot use"? Your sex life will be SOOOO BORING that you'll die asking why did you deserve this. Remember, you asked for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not all! You'll burn in hell for 100 years before you reincarnate as an ant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's because I hate ants. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There isn't a need to complain to my boyfriend that I'm sooo disgusting that I wrote all that out yeah. There really isn't. So, get A life. Stop trying to make a mess outta MY life. You don't have the rights to. Not at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My boyfriend is important to me. Way important. If he ever leave me because of you, I'll hunt you down. I swear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even if I'll lose to you, I'll hunt you down. I will, I will, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, since you like to make my life miserable SO MUCH, I guess you'll be targeting one of my close friends next.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemme guess who! WeiYang,Jarod,Shawn,Nigel Or? Which one you wanna target next?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TELL ME LEY. Don't keep me in suspense. No fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? My true friends WILL NOT believe in any of your shit, trust me. If they ever do, they are never my friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind! I believe in them. They won't. Try me.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHEW! I feel soooo good after unleashing all my stress. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, actually I'm not THAT angry. Hahas. I just curse for the sake of cursing. Hey, if they wanna talk trash about others right, they SHOULD be prepared that other people will talk trash about them too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I right? ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I'm done ranting and I'm off to phone my gan-laogong(male). BYEBYEBYE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I insert bracket and wrote "male" because I don't want SOME PEOPLE to spread things that are untrue about me before they get their facts right again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-678829810711915505?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/678829810711915505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=678829810711915505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/678829810711915505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/678829810711915505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/you-can-say-anything-about-me-i-will.html' title='You can say ANYTHING about me, I will still be ME.'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3195940949357094126</id><published>2008-10-09T01:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T02:31:33.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>` zZz I Love WeiYang LaoGong !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO3DnRfIXEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hsqBYUavcOI/s1600-h/DSC00936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO3DnRfIXEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hsqBYUavcOI/s320/DSC00936.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255071419687525442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO3DngBRhdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fXR4sLUjifo/s1600-h/DSC01082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO3DngBRhdI/AAAAAAAAAIM/fXR4sLUjifo/s320/DSC01082.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255071423588828626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;New Photos&lt;/s&gt;/Old Photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;I Love You WeiYang Seriously ... My LaoGong&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is boring as I'm pretty ugly. Therefore did not take any new photo's.&lt;br /&gt;My blog is turning from a lovely photolog into a boring weblog. Ooh aah, what should I do? =D&lt;br /&gt;School life's boring you see! I shall make my life more colourful tomorrow onwards! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (Changed my mind)&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, I don't care liao lahs. :/ I give up mans, I hate my life now! Manipulated! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Knnbccb. Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck.&lt;/s&gt; O.O! Urghs, I'm so stressed lahs.&lt;br /&gt;LOL! Usually, I'm not that vulgar. =D *Gaves the most innocent look* Really! =D&lt;br /&gt;Okayokayokay.. I'm quite vulgar lahs! Haha! Nobody's holy right? LOL!! Teeheehee.&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I really give up man. No point, its useless. No matter what I say or do. ):&lt;br /&gt;Big fuck. 9months from now, I'll be free I guess? I wish! ._____________________.&lt;br /&gt;Or they'll continue ruining me? @: I really don't care liao lor. Big fuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It had became a fact that I super-mega ugly in school. Better don't know me in school. T.T&lt;br /&gt;Fuck can?! They can tolerate it, I cannot okay. I am me, not them. -.-&lt;br /&gt;No offence, but I'm so not some geek or nerd can. Thinking of it, even my blood starts to boil.&lt;br /&gt;Hiya, I shall save some of my saliva. Its of no use ranting anyway. D:&lt;br /&gt;I even sound stupid isn't it? Oh big fuck. I just want to vent my anger somewhere lahs. =D&lt;br /&gt;Nobody'll wants me to scream and shout at them what? So I'll do it here! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Next Topic ` Backstabbers.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't we all 11 already? Aren't we not kids anymore? Why backstab your own friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I can perfectly understand it if you backstab somebody you hate. Who never backstab people we hate before? Tell me. BUT, why backstab your own friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I don't understand people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do things because they are afraid but in the actual fact, they are just selfish. If they want people to think in their shoes, why don't they think in other people's shoes first? Would they want it if people do that to them too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, I can't stand immature people. Can you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I'm just being plain naive but I don't FUCKIN' understand why people must backstab their OWN friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Girl, you're right. Life's like this. Everyone just fuckin' care about themselves, everyone are afraid of losing things that they want. And what's the best of all? I CAN DO ABSOLUTELY NOTHING ABOUT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I mean no harm. I'm just voicing out my thoughts openly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do now is to help them patch things up. That is, if I am able to do so. If I am able to do so, I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am not trying to say that I'm not selfish. I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to EVER come across this kinda situation, I will get jealoused too. I will be frustrated. I will hate that girl. But, I will wish them happiness if they are my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ain't no saint. I know. Hello? Sometimes, things are just not worthy for you to hold on to it anymore. Why not just let go and start afresh instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't gimme craps like I'm still young and I've never been in love before, yadda-yadda, or craps like I have never come across this kind of situations before I won't know how much it hurts, yadda-yadda, or WHATSOEVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know I haven't?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you waited for somebody you love for one whole year before? No. Do you understand the pain when you love someone who used to like you back love someone else? No. Did you experience the jealousy when one of your close friends tried to hook up with that very person you like very much and ended up forgiving your close friend before? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me which is more important. Friend or lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I don't compare them on the same scale. Cuz I know if I ever do, things will get nasty and life will be miserable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon. No guy is worth your pain, if they ever hurt you, just let go cuz they aren't worthy of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't preach me if you don't know. I finally mastered the courage to let go, didn't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I can, I don't see why you can't. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be hard but its definitely better than wasting your life away with nothing. After some time, life will start to be like before again. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be strong, babe. Don't hurt your own good friend just because of a guy you are afraid to lose. You'll end up losing a good friend. Who was the one who stood by you when you're down? Who was the one who accompanied you when you're alone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not clear up all those misunderstanding?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to act like a KNOW-IT-ALL here. I'm sorry if I offend anybody with this. I'm just voicing out my thoughts without refrain after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last rant. Sensitivity to other people's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I do wonder why am I so opinionate. Tell me, is it something good or bad? Hmm.. Ditto, ditto! O:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, I started to refrain to speak my mind in front of people because I realised people do get hurt after all. But, I ain't no saint, some hurtful words just pop up out of no where sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I finally realised why is it a crime to be straightforward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't FUCKIN' understand why people can go ON &amp; ON &amp; ON &amp; ON &amp; ON talking bad about other people's boyfriend in front of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I'm petty. If you're kidding with me casually, I can laugh it off anytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I cannot laugh it off everytime when you're repeating it for uncountable times! Not especially when it lasted for about two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think. If I were to criticise YOUR girlfriend in your face for two days over and over again, would you like it? No, I don't think so. I think you will be pissed off and offended too. Given your character, you will definitely start a quarrel with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are my Baby ley. Of cuz I understand you lah. ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing with me is that I like to forgive people but I don't have a good temper. That is why I didn't start a quarrel with you. I complained to my boyfriend instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, I'm sorry. I forgot for instant that his temper is 100000000X worse than mine. I don't use my brains when I'm angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Forget everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get offended if you ever read this. I mean no harm and I'm not trying to speak ill of you. I just need to rant because if I don't, I will feel awkward all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PEACE YO! ^o^ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still love you like before, let everything be the same as before shall we? I'm sorry! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*YAWNS* I'm tired already. Gotta run. Bye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3195940949357094126?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3195940949357094126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3195940949357094126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3195940949357094126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3195940949357094126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/10/zzz-i-love-weiyang-laogong.html' title='` zZz I Love WeiYang LaoGong !'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SO3DnRfIXEI/AAAAAAAAAIE/hsqBYUavcOI/s72-c/DSC00936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2814278938359504742</id><published>2008-10-07T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T02:52:19.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today I Married Tang Wei Yang !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SOsq9bSHT0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/n_B0etlUcdM/s1600-h/DSC01140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SOsq9bSHT0I/AAAAAAAAAHU/n_B0etlUcdM/s320/DSC01140.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254340625041936194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SOsq9nKxF1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/U91HEq8GqXs/s1600-h/DSC01139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SOsq9nKxF1I/AAAAAAAAAHc/U91HEq8GqXs/s320/DSC01139.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254340628232345426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making Sotong Faces !!!&lt;br /&gt;Sorry readers I've not been updating because of sickness and of cause exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I done? I've killed my own happiness, is there anything that I can do to make that up to you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I Married Tang Wei Yang !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling really awful today. I'm sick again. That's for starving myself for days. Hahahas. Ain't I great? Why don't I go and die? Hahahas. I am so happy! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got me almost on the verge of begging you for mercy. Ain't it great? Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I hate boys! They are all the same! I'm going towards the les side again! Fuck fuck fuck fuck, fuck everything, everyone.&lt;/s&gt; ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking gibberish as I'm sick, don't mind me. Heck me if you want. Just heck me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'm magnanimous at times. I forgive people for making fun of me most of the times. Yes. But, definitely not when I'm already in a bad mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;$(@&amp;$)@$@)$!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must be really fun to make fun of me yeah? VERY VERY FUN YEAH?! NABEH CB!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^o^ I'm fine. Really. I'm okay. Really. I perfectly fine. Really. Believe me. I'm okay. I'm fine. I'm alright. I'm functioning per normal. I swear. Really. I'm okay. Really. Its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._. !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeeeeeeeee! I'm sooo cheerful today. I'm such a happy person. Hahahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, I really wish to pg. Sometimes, its great to live in my very own world without anyone else! If I ever gain the energy to get outta here back, I'll buy it downstairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not trying to attract attention here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its just that I'm sooo pathetic that nobody understood how I felt that's why I have to write all these crap here. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't blame me for it yeah. I'm going nuts already. Skip this if you don't like emo posts. Sorry, my happiness just ran out. I cannot be happy everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not having PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just grumpy because I'm not feeling well. I hate everything on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. I'm fine. I'm okay. I'm alright. There's absolutely nothing wrong with me. At all. I feel very good. I am very happy. ^0^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who cares?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who do I think I am? Hahahas. Be glad that you don't need to waste your time to care about how I feel. God bless you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;Eff you see kay why oh you. Fuck You right back.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I'm nothing. So much for crushing me into million of pieces, watching me falling from grace and scattered all over the place. Yeah, I'm right here starving for you. Ain't you great? You've got me losing myself. Ain't you great?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha. Ain't I laughable? Haven't I got you hating me? Hell yeah. Ain't I great? Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;._.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't have time for me anymore but its okay. I'll wait for you. Don't worry about me because I'll be fine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how strong I am deep inside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to normal after an amount of sulkings, bitchings and everything will be alright. Don't ask me why I'm the way I am. I just a girl after all. 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SN3QRflwZdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hO-MDPp-6_o/s1600-h/ZzZ"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SN3QRflwZdI/AAAAAAAAAGc/hO-MDPp-6_o/s320/ZzZ" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250581739540080082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Kitty Land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is my remedy for every pain, show me you won't lemme love you in vain.&lt;br /&gt;With the ability to make my heart skip a beat,you left the sensation burning in heat.&lt;br /&gt;The world so complicated that I couldn't see,I wonder why you fell in love with me.&lt;br /&gt;I close my eyes hoping it wasn't all a dream,the thoughts are so sweet that I beam.&lt;br /&gt;You are everything that I'm in love with,the only one that make me still believe.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help but wonder how long can we last,let's believe by putting away our past.&lt;br /&gt;Every lovers were strangers once upon a time,they all undergo conflicts sour than lime.&lt;br /&gt;Its a bliss that we're still sweet by now,will we remain like this forever?&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're the kind of beauty that every guy dreams about...&lt;br /&gt;One that looks good in the morning - without a stitch of makeup&lt;br /&gt;That's doesn't mean you're a total hippie chic though&lt;br /&gt;You have style, but for you, style is effortless&lt;br /&gt;What Type of Beauty Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God,&lt;br /&gt;Did you get the message?&lt;br /&gt;Little boy is on his way to heaven&lt;br /&gt;Doctors tried, did all they can&lt;br /&gt;His fate now lies in your hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God&lt;br /&gt;Can’t help wondering&lt;br /&gt;What happens to the missing children&lt;br /&gt;On the cartons of milk in the grocery store&lt;br /&gt;Faces look at me, wanting more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, climbing up this hill of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Got my head bowed down, can you, will you help them?&lt;br /&gt;I’m kneeling, writhing, shouting, see me&lt;br /&gt;Praying, waiting, wanting reasons&lt;br /&gt;Just need to know, so let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Touch me, dare to touch me&lt;br /&gt;Let me feel the, can’t you hear me, oh my god&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god&lt;br /&gt;You can't stop it, you can't change it]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face me, I’ll embrace the&lt;br /&gt;Turn your eyes to mine&lt;br /&gt;Shine your spotlight down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god&lt;br /&gt;You know its happening&lt;br /&gt;But you can't control, can't stop it&lt;br /&gt;Give us hope, give us strength &lt;br /&gt;To guide us through those dreadful days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god&lt;br /&gt;I see what you can see&lt;br /&gt;Cause your lights shining down on me&lt;br /&gt;You see the little kids, see the tragedies&lt;br /&gt;And you hold their hands, when they can’t breathe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching out, climbing up this hill of uncertainty&lt;br /&gt;Got my head bowed down, can you, will you help them?&lt;br /&gt;I’m kneeling, writhing, shouting, see me&lt;br /&gt;Praying, waiting, wanting reasons&lt;br /&gt;Just need to know, so let it go, let it go&lt;br /&gt;Let it go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face me, I’ll embrace the&lt;br /&gt;Turn your eyes to mine&lt;br /&gt;Shine your spotlight down on me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kneeling on the top of a hill with my arms reached out&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Shouting at the sky as the clouds go rolling by&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me?&lt;br /&gt;Kneeling at the foot of my bed when the lights dim out&lt;br /&gt;Can you see me?&lt;br /&gt;Head bowed down, can you help me out?&lt;br /&gt;Help me out?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taste me, dare to taste me&lt;br /&gt;Let me open up the mosting, oh my god&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let him chant, let him chant, let him chant, let him chant&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face me, I’ll embrace the&lt;br /&gt;Will you turn your eyes to mine?&lt;br /&gt;Shine your spotlight down on me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-4880988999491398225?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/4880988999491398225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=4880988999491398225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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I guess I CANNOT resist the temptation to blog because of the amount of disgusting things that I encountered recently. D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I start ranting, I must blog about something I promised Ruifa I will write. BWAHAHAHAHAS. Shawn Ang is short, fat and ugly! Where as, JiaWei is the tallest! xD LOLLLOLLOLLLLLLLLL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very tall and there's nothing you can do about it okey! I *love* you, my dearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. &lt;3 Okok, there's something you can do! You can cut off my legs and demand me to bend down so that I can be as "tall" as you(which is very very very short)! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sob sob sob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DARE YOU DEMAND ME TO CUT OFF MY LEGS! ): ITS BREAKING MY FRAGILE HEART!!! Somemore, I haven't demand you to go for slimming programme ok! X: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just kidding, just kidding~ xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I *love* you! I know you love me too. HAHAHA. Very buay paiseh but its something I learnt from you okey. Admit it! MUAHAHA. Love you~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh-my-geeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot believe I've just wrote that! Now, y'all are going to think that I'm some sort of crazy woman desperate for Super Mario! Which isn't true! AT ALL! BWAHAHAHAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me. I am a really subtle and innocent young girl who knows nothing but to look at the whole world with my innocent big eyes innocently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, stuck that in your brains. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note1: Super Mario = Jarod Hong= My maid. SHHH! Don't tell him okey? Its a secret! ^o^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before y'all start vomitting out the dinner you haven't finish digesting last night, I shall stop being SO MUSHY and start filling your brains up with rants that you craved SO MUCH for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rants? Isn't that the reason why you kept coming my blog for more? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If not, please kindly skip this section because I mean no harm. I just want to pen down my thoughts before I push everything to the back of my head. Alright, not exactly "pen down" but you get what I meant. Didn't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Duckie(Not he/she's real name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you as days pass by, swallowing every single insult you hurled on me like I'm your little toy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On better days, you treat me like I'm your bestfriend. You told me anything you trusted me not to spill. On nastier days, you attempted to manipulate me like I'm your puppet. You treat me like dust, like I'm insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought I cared. Which I did but that was a million years ago before I seen your true colours bare. You thought I cared. Hell no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can assure me how much you love me but I'm not gonna feel a thing. You can spread things that aren't true about me but I ain't gonna care one bit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? YOU CANNOT HURT ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? Because I do not allow you to. Seriously, who do you think you are? Duckie(not he/she's real name), you are nothing. You are totally replaceable. I can have another you, your clone, tomorrow without much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's because suckers like you are practically everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you do is BOOTLICK, SUCK UP, BACKSTAB, BETRAY, BAD-MOUTH, SPREAD RUMOURS, TELL-TALES and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe I've mentioned something in front of you before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rumours can never hurt me. I have heard nastier things about me. Who cares? What the hell do you think you can do? Nothing. You are just a mouse in my eyes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or worse, you are just like a measly lil' ant in my eyes. I will always remember you as an ant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nothing by yourself. You can never stand alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's simply pathetic. Don't get me wrong, so sorry, I do not sympathised with your state. In other words, you are useless by yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you, Duckie(not he/she's real name). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think that you can go around spreading rumours about people like spreading kaya and assume that people will never know about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT HOPE. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you don't even have a fuckin' clue that all of us already knew your true colours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me, if you don't stop whatever you're doing now, you are going to have a taste of your own medicine one day. You will. Karma isn't dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you. You are a fat and disgusting person in my eyes now and your girlfriend is the fattest thing I've ever seen on earth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not that I have something against her or what, I will have no opinions about her if you had not hurl all those insults about me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think again. I am somebody's BoyFriend also leh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don't like people to speak ill of your BoyFriend right? Why must you constantly bad-mouth other people's girlfriend. Forget about me for instant, let's talk about other people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beside me, you also got go around spreading rumours that are untrue about other people's BoyFriend OK?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You even bad-mouth your own close friend! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you do such a thing? Forget it. I shall not waste my saliva on a person like you. You can go to hell now. Arsehole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet the lord of hell also don't welcome you. HAHAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8915465336215082073?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8915465336215082073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8915465336215082073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8915465336215082073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8915465336215082073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNs5T4Q8rSI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YXYXrSwGuuc/s72-c/DSC00861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-3001748993242513481</id><published>2008-09-20T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T07:31:39.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNUI3f30cuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jS84pKMo5jY/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNUI3f30cuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jS84pKMo5jY/s320/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248110690311631586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've never said I'm perfect, I never was. I just think I'm beautiful in my own way, just like everyone of you out there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam is coming closer and closer each day, I don't wish to lie, and I felt threatened by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fear of not making it to the few good classes next year is frightening the chicken little inside me. The thought of it just shakened all my aspirations and ambitions. Its really important to me whether or not I make it because it will determine my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I actually care about my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I regretted not working hard for my goals at the starting of the year. I regretted not listening. If only I listen instead of heading towards rebellion, things wouldn't be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I regretted. Its contradicting of me to admit that I've regretted because I once said I will never regret any decisions I've made as life is too short to live around in regrets, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But heck, its really time for me to admit that I'm wrong before its too late isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why didn't I do so earlier? Hmm, perhaps that I'm stubbornly ironic? I know I'm going the wrong way but I still do it because I don't want to let people think that I'm somebody who contradict myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Its probably the reason why I'm still doing it even though I admitted that I'm wrong and I should've listen instead of act recklessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not complaining now. My intention is clear as glass. Haha. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fear of failure is affecting the way I'm functioning each day, I'm getting more and more pressured by it. Which means, I shall not let anything else waver me when my study bug is back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, of course, includes blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! I guess y'all get what I mean by now. Yes, I am going on a hiatus and I most likely will not be back before Exam officially end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is, if I can control my urge to switch on the computer and start typing out all sorts of nonsenses non-stop. Heees. Don't laugh cuz I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me gooooood luck yeah! Likewise, I'll be wishing every one of you GOOD LUCK too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buhbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait a minute. Before I go, there's something else that I would like to rant about. Heck as I am too lazy to sign into my Livejournal and start complaining about it, I will rant about it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those who do not like whiney posts, please kindly skip the following part! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was thinking of a realistic plot for the composition that our english teacher gave us, I decided to use the Exam incident for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said, that was an impulsive decision but I will not regret making it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happen was, I got really enraged, as I was remisniscing of interesting parts to write about, even by thinking of the way she treated us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know y'all will be like,"WHAT THE FUCK, the incident is already so effin' long ago and you're still harping on it?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. My reply to you will be, "Do you mean that if you kill somebody's daughter 10 years ago, you'll expect them to not harp on it since its sooo effin' long ago?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "But its different! In her case, she did not kill anyone. Be reasonable."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Does that mean that she can hurt anyone and get away with it? My point is, if you hurt somebody effin' long ago, will you be shameless enough to expect that person to forgive you by now? Will you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "Did you even get hurt? I didn't know words can kill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Fair enough, words cannot kill but don't you deny that words won't hurt. We're all made of flesh and blood. Do you mean that I can go around telling people they look like prostitutes and bar-girls expecting them not to hate me? If yes, I'm sorry cuz I'm not that shameless."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "You know I don't mean it that way. The point is, she already stopped calling you a prostitute isn't it? So why are you being so petty? Why can't you forgive and forget and start being friends with her all over again? People will change as time pass!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You forgot I'm a girl and a girl is born to be petty. Is it my fault that I am? No. Yeah, she did stopped calling me a prostitute. Does that mean that she didn't call me a prostitute before? No. Why should I forgive her? She don't deserve my forgiveness. She? Change as time pass? Who are you kidding?! If she will, she will not break my trust for her for the effin' fourth time. Geddit?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "As you already mentioned, people are made of flesh and blood, why can't you practice what you preach and be magnanimous? Prostitute is just a word, why must you let a word ruin the bonding friendship between the both of you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You forgot that besides being petty, I'm contradicting too. Screw all those perfectionists, I give up. From now on, I shall not practice being magnanimous. It suck. What exactly is a bonding friendship between me and her? Did that even existed? If so, tell me why did she ruin it if she did cherished it. And, why must I give her another chance to ruin it again. I know she will."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "Is it really impossible to let go of the past and be friends with her starting all over again?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Hell yeah. That's final. Hopefully, time will conceal the hatred I had for her deep in my heart."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: "Then, so be it. Do think it over."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: "There isn't a need to. I've thought about it over and over again ever since that day I experienced the feeling of her betrayer and its already pointless to think about it again now."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: *Let out a sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I cannot believe I am that impossible. Whatever I wrote above is actually whatever that I'm debating with myself for the last two days. Serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, if you're gonna tell me that I'm selfish and I've not been thinking in her shoes, please eff off far away from me. I may be vain but I'm certainly not self-centered to the extent that I'm close to inhumane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike that dumb bitch who condemned the truth before she goes around spilling it like she's the victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why dumb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, because dumb bitches do not know how to bark. Therefore, they're not pretty and I'm not complimenting her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*PUI*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I just remember something that she wrote about me long ago that I wanted to clarify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said I'm self-conceited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, tell me, which part of me is self-conceited? I don't think so. I may be a narcissistic but I'm certainly not shamelessly vain and thinks over-highly of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never said I'm perfect(even if I did, I'm just kidding. I never thought I am.), I never was. Neither were you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just happen to think that I'm beautiful in my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is known as high self-confident level which, sadly, not everyone possess of. Agree?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't give a damn if you think I'm shameless to think that I'm beautiful. Go ahead and puke all you want but please kindly keep your opinions to yourself because I do not need any of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is integrity. Whether or not you have it, that is your choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, I despise people who are insensitive to other people's feelings. I will not tolerate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Similarly, I appreciate people who are confident! I think everyone should be confident of themselves as nobody is perfect anyway. Seriously, if you don't love yourself first, you are forever unable to love others.(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, don't get offended by whatever I wrote about above yeah. Don't mind me, I'm just being whiney due to PMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNUI3vTCKII/AAAAAAAAAF8/oc2zapW-C38/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNUI3vTCKII/AAAAAAAAAF8/oc2zapW-C38/s320/DSC00869.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248110694452308098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-3001748993242513481?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/3001748993242513481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=3001748993242513481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3001748993242513481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/3001748993242513481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/hey-guys-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNUI3f30cuI/AAAAAAAAAF0/jS84pKMo5jY/s72-c/Picture+051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-9126169445031517061</id><published>2008-09-19T01:22:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T04:11:20.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNOIE3_s71I/AAAAAAAAAEo/MMGWmkioffA/s1600-h/Picture+032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNOIE3_s71I/AAAAAAAAAEo/MMGWmkioffA/s320/Picture+032.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247687608148750162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I may be young, but I've got feelings too and I need to do what I feel like doing so let me go and just listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All you people look at me like I'm a little boii.&lt;br /&gt;Well did you ever think it be okay for me to step into this world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always saying little boii don't step into the club.&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm just tryin' to find out why cause dancing's what I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring boring boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't step out of my house for one whole day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I am sooo bored. Entertain me. Anyone? ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or else I'll be sooo sad that I'll go and commit suicide!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, before I attempt suicide, I shall experience being a serial killer!&lt;br /&gt;Who wanna be my first target?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm..Let's see what I'll do with my first target!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will dig out both of your eyes using a spoon and watch myself pulling out those veins strands by strands. Next, I will barbeque your eyeballs using a barbeque pit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I will grind it, mix it into baby food and feed it to a hungry dog.&lt;br /&gt;YUMMY-YUMMY!~Staring at your body without your eyes, I will use a saw and cut off all your body parts and bury them all in different parts of Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a fine start for a serial killer!I will proceed to targeting an innocent girl to be my next victim.Let's start by digging out her eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I will not barbeque it or grind it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nuff said, this time round, I will just eat it up raw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, it will be the first time I'm tasting human eyes. Delicious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I will proceed on cooking her face in a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOAH, she have a fried face now. How special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecstatic, I wanted to take a bite off her face but I hesitated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was too afraid to taste human flesh. I freaked out as I almost became a carnibal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHS!!!!!!!!!!!! The fragrance of her fried face was so alluring..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, I controlled myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used the saw that is stained of blood from my previous victim to cut her up as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I buried her body parts in every parts of my garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling excited, I started to stalk around my neighbourhood's alley waiting for my next victim to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is beautiful, just like a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sight of his flesh aroused me so much that I felt like devouring bits and pieces of him in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking away that thought, I walk up to him, smiling as sweetly as ever, I speak to him with a sincered voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited for my chance to give my best shot patiently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using my beautiful eyes to hynotise him, my chance finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wallet dropped off his hand accidentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when he is turning away from me to retrieve his wallet, I take a sharp knife out of my pocket and stab him hard in the stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ouch, it must have hurt," I thought to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I watch him grimace in pain with my bare eyes, I felt a sudden satisfaction.I stabbed him harder on the top of his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He tried to struggle away from me but he is in so much pain that he failed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watching blood gushing out of his head, I smiled slyly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within seconds, he fell to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rested my head on his chest and tried to listen to his heartbeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is still alive.I drag his body into the darkest corner in the alley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take out a pair scissors and dig his eyes out. I am so dissapointed.He doesn't look as good as ever. Not without his beautiful eyes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobbing, I felt like a child who had broken my favourite barbie doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look at his eyes that I've dugged out longingly, wishing that I've never attempt to dig them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran to the nearest convenience shop prolly and bought a tube of glue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to stick his eyes into the original place but I failed terribly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How dissapointing! Next, I ignored my dissapointment and started to cut off the flesh on his upper arm.&lt;br /&gt;They look so good that I can almost taste them in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As my mouth turned watery, I put his fresh human flesh in my mouth with hesitant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, it taste so good that I felt like I'm in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so happy.So happy that I promise myself that he shall be my last victim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I search for the very knife that I killed him from the ground and stab myself hard in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;I swear this hurt big time. We died together like Romeo and Juliet. "How romantic!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smile of satisfaction spread across my face as I hold him up and look at him affectionately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally fulfiled my dream of being a serial killer....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA! What a GRRR-EAT story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I'm crazy yeah. I know I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE! I've got nobody to entertain me so I tried to entertain myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still amused by my very own fictional serial killing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I think some people are alive only because its illegal to kill them. God, look at how much they deserve to be dead! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy EVERY minute of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boring boring boring!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-9126169445031517061?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/9126169445031517061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=9126169445031517061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/9126169445031517061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/9126169445031517061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-know-i-may-be-young-but-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SNOIE3_s71I/AAAAAAAAAEo/MMGWmkioffA/s72-c/Picture+032.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-1781130282429724082</id><published>2008-09-19T01:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:39:36.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Survey One: Random answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty/Vanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you tan? I tanned myself during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use proactive? No. What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own chanel perfume? No but I'm saving up to buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you shower daily? Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you go to the tanning bed? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear nail polish? Not now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you use MAC make-up? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you straighten your hair everyday? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Name all your best friends: I don't have a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the term Best friends a label or promise? Promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more than 1 TRUE best friend? I don't even need one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you hang out with your friends every day? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When is the last time you have been in a fight with your bff? Ditto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it easier to talk to your girl friends or guy friends? Girl friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you ever date one of your close guy friends? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fashion/Style&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have style and originality? Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a designer handbag? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own something from Lacoste? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do or did you wear leggings? Yes, when I wanna wear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the color you'll never wear yellow? No? I look okay in any colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get fashion tips from magazines? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you shop at Abercrombie and Hollister? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear sweats a lot? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TV/Movie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a movie freak? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you see over 10 movies in the past month? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a show that you must watch? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch The Hills on MTV? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen an episode of Grey's Anatomy? Eww, its boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite G Rated movie? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like classic movies? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch 30 or more hours of tv a week? I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own over 100 dvds? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Law And Order awesome? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sports&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch baseball on tv? No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's your favorite baseball player? I don't care about baseball, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you play basketball? I suck at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you watch it on tv? When I feel like it, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you swim? Yes, I love swimming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time you were in a pool? Last weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you good at volleyball? No, I suck at sports.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is soccer cool? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like to run? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in shape? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite sports team? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last sporting event you attended? Hmm? 12345678910 million years ago??? Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like all types of music? Yes, why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What about rap? Of course!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to more than 5 concerts? I don't like concerts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like Panic at the Disco? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you constantly downloading music? Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite Rock band? L'Arc-en-Ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorite local band? None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the current song on your myspace page? I don't use myspace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have more than 1 sibling? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you closer to your mom or dad? Mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your living arrangements? I'm fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish you could move? Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do your grandparents spoil you? Yeah! I'm downright spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any step parents or siblings? No?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many cousins do you have? Alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which of your relatives lives the farthest away, and where? I don't know and I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Two: Pause, Fastforward, Rewind and Record.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pause. [currently]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. What shirt are you wearing?: Dark Green T-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;002. What pair of pants?: Shorts.&lt;br /&gt;003. What color socks?: None.&lt;br /&gt;004. What shoes do you have on?: None.&lt;br /&gt;005. What makeup?: None.&lt;br /&gt;006. What jewelery?: None.&lt;br /&gt;007. What CD is in your CD player?: None.&lt;br /&gt;008. What are you listening to?: Addicted - Sweetbox&lt;br /&gt;009. Who are you chatting with?: Juventus.&lt;br /&gt;010. What other windows do you have open?(other websites you`re on): My Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;011. What are you eating/drinking?: McFlurry&lt;br /&gt;012. What are you thinking about?: A particular guy.&lt;br /&gt;013. What time is it?: 5:49PM&lt;br /&gt;014. What room of the house are you in?: Bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;015. What season is it?: Summer.&lt;br /&gt;016. How are you wearing your hair?: I'm letting it down.&lt;br /&gt;017. What color are your nails painted?: Its not painted.&lt;br /&gt;018. What are the other people in your house doing?: Watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;019. What should you really being doing right now?: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;020. What song have you been listening too non-stop today?: Addicted - Sweetbox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Forward. [future]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. What will you do tomorrow?: Waste time.&lt;br /&gt;022. Who do you want to see tomorrow?: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;023. What do you want to be when you get older?: Somebody successful!&lt;br /&gt;024. Do you want to get married?: If I find the right guy, why not?&lt;br /&gt;025. Do you want to have kids?: No.&lt;br /&gt;026. If you could, would you run for president later on?: Not interested.&lt;br /&gt;027. Where would you like to live?: Japan!!!&lt;br /&gt;028. Describe your dream house: A beautiful castle.&lt;br /&gt;029. If you could, what part of today would you fast-forward through?: None.&lt;br /&gt;030. When are you getting your next haircut?: I don't know, next month?&lt;br /&gt;031. When do you plan to go shopping next?: Century Square!&lt;br /&gt;032. Would you rather die young and beautiful or live long and die old?: Die old.&lt;br /&gt;033. How would you like to die?: Peacefully.&lt;br /&gt;034. What are you looking forward to?: Him to fall in love with me, that's impossible though.&lt;br /&gt;035. What`s the next holiday coming up?: I don't give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;036. What do you plan on wearing tomorrow?: I'll fret about this tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;037. What`s tomorrow`s weather going to be like?: A sunny day?&lt;br /&gt;038. How old will you be in four years?: 18! Legal age for sex. JUST KIDDING~&lt;br /&gt;039. What time will you go to bed tonight?: 1am or 2am?&lt;br /&gt;040. What day is it tomorrow?: Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rewind. [past]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;041. What were your dream jobs as a child?: An artiste.&lt;br /&gt;042. What was the worst time of your life?: When I fall out of love.&lt;br /&gt;043. What was the best time of your life?: When I'm staring in his eyes.&lt;br /&gt;044. Where was the last place you were?: My house?&lt;br /&gt;045. When`s the last time you saw your best friend?: I don't have a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;046. What was your most embarassing moment?: When my teacher embarrassed me in front of the whole entire school. Damn it.&lt;br /&gt;047. Four years ago, what was your dress-style like?: Simple and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;048. What school did go to for elementary school?: Xinmin.&lt;br /&gt;049. What about preschool?: PAP?&lt;br /&gt;050. What was the first book you ever read?: Cinderella.&lt;br /&gt;051. What were you doing before you took this survey?: I'm talking to Emilia.&lt;br /&gt;052. Who was the last person you talked to online?: Juventus, he's always full of crap.&lt;br /&gt;053. What time did you wake up this morning?: 11?&lt;br /&gt;054. What things did you eat today?: McFlurry&lt;br /&gt;055. When was the last snowstorm you had?: I don't have snowstorms here.&lt;br /&gt;056. What part of your life would you do over?: The part when I scolded some absolute strangers "bitches" not deliberately. Forget it.&lt;br /&gt;057. If you could relive a year of your life because it was so great, which year?: 2007.&lt;br /&gt;058. What was the stupidest thing you ever done?: Making an utter fool out of myself in front of my crush.&lt;br /&gt;059. What trends were popular last year but died out?: I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;060. Who was your first true best friend?: Liling. We lost contact when she moved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Record. [memories]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;061. What`s one of your fondest memories?: When I'm with my crush.&lt;br /&gt;062. Do you keep a diary?: Is my blog counted?&lt;br /&gt;063. What`s the last picture you took?: Myself. I'm self-obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;064. Name some people you`ll never be able to forget: That someone.&lt;br /&gt;065. Have you ever wrote your own song lyrics?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;066. Ever written your own little story?: Yeah. I started writing it today.&lt;br /&gt;067. What was your favorite grade in school?: I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;068. What did you wear on the first day of school this year?: My school uniform. What else?&lt;br /&gt;069. When was your first kiss?: 3 or 4 years ago?&lt;br /&gt;070. What were your first words?: How the f*ck would I know?&lt;br /&gt;071. What`s your middle name(s)?: None.&lt;br /&gt;072. Who is your inspiration?: Paris Hilton.&lt;br /&gt;074. What`s one of your worst memories?: I'm trying to forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;075. Was there ever a time in your life where you thought you were really going to die?: Yeah. That's when I'm still pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;076. Who did you mostly hangout with while growing up?: I've lost count.&lt;br /&gt;077. Where was the first place you lived?: Bedok.&lt;br /&gt;078. What`s the longest amount of time you were away from home?: 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;079. What`s the best thing you`ve ever written?: Hmm. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;080. How long was the longest survey you took?: I don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Three: Continue the sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Let's run through: the fire hoop together like we're insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I want to go to the: mall opposite my house to see if I coincidentally see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I wish I were: stronger so that I am able to defeat some damned bitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. My favorite animal is: a dog that can bark. Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The best feeling ever is: when I gaze into his beautiful eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. The next time I will dance is: when everybody is blind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I think that: I am pretty unusual for a fourteen-year-old teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I hope you know that I am: going to marry the one I love in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. My views on politics are: simply craps that are not worth listening to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The weather always: changes like how my moodswings does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Fortune cookies are: something that I do not believe in actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. I am very: self-obsessed, as if you people don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Birds are really: stupid to be flying around mindlessly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Watching TV is: something I do every single solid day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. My best friend is: ... wait, do I even have one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. My family: are the best thing ever that could have happen in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. The best movie ever is: Sex and the city because I just love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. My favorite planet is: Pluto because its the smallest and it sounds like a &lt;br /&gt;dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. I haven't gone to: Japan yet and I'm wishing I was born there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. I hate: that bitch alot because she always does things behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. I love: the feeling of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. School is: how the goverment tortures us. Just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. My favorite season is: Summer because I can tan myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. The worst feeling ever is: being pessimistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. The best kind of food is: KFC's chicken!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. I always forget: that I'm a girl because I always act like a boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last time I: feel really happy deep inside is when he say he loves me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. I am currently: pestered by some meaningless bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. My favorite pastime is: singging along with whatever on MTVchinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. I love: dreaming because I think dreams are better than reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Four: What would you do if ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[01]. Tomorrow your doctor diagnosed you with Alopecia and said you would lose all your hair soon?: Pretend nothing happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[02]. A awful rumour went around your town saying you had slept with more than 100 people in a month?: C'mon, which moron would go and believe that?! I'm a virgin for goodness' sake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[03]. Your bestfriend became a born again christian?: Anything wrong with that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[04]. Your boss sexually harassed you?: If he's cute, its alright. If he's gross, I'll threaten to sue him. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[05]. You found out a member of your family you loved and trusted turned out to be a serial killer?: Help him/her as an accomplice. It'll be fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[06]. You were asked to appear on a make-over show. Would you be insulted?: Hmm, why not? But do I even NEED a makeover? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[07]. You woke up to find all your teeth had fallen out?: HAHAHA! Laugh, what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[08]. You opened your front door to find Marilyn Manson on your doorstep, confessing his undying love for you?: Close the door on him. Who the hell he is anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[09]. Your parents said you could never use the internet again?: Leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[10]. Your boyfriend told you he was actually gay?: Laugh at him? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[11]. Your bestfriend confessed to being in love with you?: Punch her in the face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[12]. Your brother/sister started to sleep around and gained a reputation of being a slut?: Hmm? Encourage her to do it more often? JUST KIDDING! Hmm? Do not acknowledge him/her as a kin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[13]. Your parents said you were moving into a haunted house?: Why not? I don't believe in ghost. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[14]. You woke up to find you were 20 pounds heavier?: I'll jump down the building. How the f*ck am I gonna live with those fuck-ugly fats?! Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[15]. You thought you were just putting on weight, when your doctor said you were actually 8 months pregnant?: Congrats myself, I'm the new Virgin Mary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[16]. Someone broke into your house whilst you were home alone?: Kill that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[17]. Someone hacked into your myspace and invited all your friends to a party at your house?: Cool. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[18]. You woke up to find a really goodlooking guy, who you didn't know, was having sex with you?: Freak out at first. Than say its okay because he's good-looking isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[19]. Jim Carrey rang you and said he wanted you to appear in his next film?: Cool! I'll totally go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[20]. You were offered a million to appear topless in a dirty magazine?: Why not? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Five: Colours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends&lt;br /&gt;Jarod.&lt;br /&gt;WeiYang.&lt;br /&gt;Shawn Ang.&lt;br /&gt;Nigel.&lt;br /&gt;Ariel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend? None of them?&lt;br /&gt;Which one is the loudest? JAROD MY LOVELIEST NEST EVER~&lt;br /&gt;What about the quietest? Shawn?&lt;br /&gt;Who is the best looking? Me of course, babe yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Who do you have the craziest times with? Ariel my crazy sister.&lt;br /&gt;When did you meet #2? Hmm, last year?&lt;br /&gt;Who gets you in trouble the most? None.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you get in trouble the most? Nigel.?&lt;br /&gt;Which one have you known the longest? All about the same I guess.&lt;br /&gt;Who do you spend most time with? ! Jarod , Ariel =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blue- animals&lt;br /&gt;1. Puppy&lt;br /&gt;2. Lizard&lt;br /&gt;3. Lion&lt;br /&gt;4. Polar bear&lt;br /&gt;5. Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which animal is the cutest? All of them!&lt;br /&gt;What numbers would make good pets? 1, puppy&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any of these animals as pets? No, I don't keep pets.&lt;br /&gt;If you had #5 as a pet what would its name be? Darling&lt;br /&gt;Which one is your favorite animal? Polar bear!&lt;br /&gt;Which animal do you wish you could be? Panda. So cute!&lt;br /&gt;What animal reminds you of yourself? Lion, I'm always so hot-tempered.&lt;br /&gt;If you could make any of these animals extinct which one would it be? NO WAY!&lt;br /&gt;What animal has the best eyes? Puppy eyes.&lt;br /&gt;What animal is the furriest? Polar bear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Green- colors&lt;br /&gt;1. Black&lt;br /&gt;2. White&lt;br /&gt;3. Hot pink&lt;br /&gt;4. Purple&lt;br /&gt;5. Lime green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which one is your favorite? Black of course!&lt;br /&gt;What about your second favorite? White.&lt;br /&gt;What one is your best friends favorite? I don't give a damn. (:&lt;br /&gt;What color do you wish your eyes were? Out of those? Purple.&lt;br /&gt;What color are most of your clothes? Out of those? Black and white.&lt;br /&gt;What color do you use most often when you wear make up? Out of those? Black.&lt;br /&gt;What one do you want your car to be? HOT PINK BABY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink- appearance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What color are your eyes? Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;Do you wish they were a different color? Yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;If so, what color? Blue?&lt;br /&gt;Do you like your smile? Nahs, I always smile like a retard.&lt;br /&gt;What about your lips? They're alright.&lt;br /&gt;Are you self-conscience about how big your ears or nose is? No?&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear a lot of make up? No, and I stop wearing foundation recently because of my naturally good complexion. &lt;br /&gt;Do you wear contacts or glasses? Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Do you look like anyone famous? No, I don't.&lt;br /&gt;If so, who? I said I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orange- you wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had three wishes what would they be? True love, happiness and health.&lt;br /&gt;Why would they be your wishes? Duh, because that's what I want.&lt;br /&gt;What is your "Dream House"? A castle like a fairytale.&lt;br /&gt;What is your "Dream Car"? I don't fancy cars, I like motorbikes more.&lt;br /&gt;What is your "Dream Life"? Marrying the one I love and have a happy ending.&lt;br /&gt;Who would you marry? Duh, the one I love as stated above.&lt;br /&gt;Would you have kids? I don't know. That's for the future.&lt;br /&gt;If so, what do you want them to look like? Girl-beautiful , boy-tanned and gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;Where would you live? In Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black- love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What characteristics do you look for in a GF/ BF? One who is faithful.&lt;br /&gt;Appearance wise, what are you attracted to? Mesmerising eyes and a gorgeous hairstyle.&lt;br /&gt;How long was your longest relationship? One month.&lt;br /&gt;Who was it with? Shhh. Let it remain a secret.&lt;br /&gt;Why do you think it lasted that long? Is that even considered long? Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Why did you guys break up? Because I realised I do not love him.&lt;br /&gt;Who was your favorite GF/BF? My gorgeous Reme.&lt;br /&gt;Why were is he your favorite? He's the most good-looking of all!&lt;br /&gt;Whats the nicest thing the opposite sex has done or said to you? "You're beautiful."&lt;br /&gt;Who broke your heart (if anyone)? Nobody to be exact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey- what would you do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you saw someone shoplift? Expose him/her. Muahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;If a loved one died? Mourn for him/her.&lt;br /&gt;If a friend lied to you? Vent anger on them because they deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;If your GF/ BF were cheating on you? Cheat back. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;If something really embarrasing happened to you? Laugh along.&lt;br /&gt;If someone insulted you? Retort, they deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;If you found out a teacher at your school was a drug dealer? Cool.&lt;br /&gt;If you found out someone in your family was stealing stuff from someone else in your family? Expose him/her. Why not?&lt;br /&gt;If you found out your dad was on Viagra? Ain't that gross?!&lt;br /&gt;If something really bad happened and sliced your finger off or something? Kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Six: About me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basics&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name?: Jasmine&lt;br /&gt;2. When is your birthdate?: 12 October&lt;br /&gt;3. Where were you born?: Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;4. Where do you currently live?: Hougang.&lt;br /&gt;5. What color eyes do you have?: Dark brown.&lt;br /&gt;6. What about hair color?: Brown.&lt;br /&gt;7. How tall are you?: 157.7cm I last measured.&lt;br /&gt;8. How much do you weigh?: 37kg&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your heritage?: What's that?&lt;br /&gt;10. Zodiac sign?: Libra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;11. Food?: Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;12. Beverage?: Milk and green tea&lt;br /&gt;13. Animal?: Puppies and lizards(I know this is weird)&lt;br /&gt;14. TV show?: I watch whatever I've got on TV.&lt;br /&gt;15. Movie?: Sex and the city &amp; Kungfu Panda&lt;br /&gt;16. Season?: Summer.&lt;br /&gt;17. Month?: October, that's the month of my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;18. Subject in school?: Art&lt;br /&gt;19. Color?: Black and white.&lt;br /&gt;20. Band/Singer?: RAIN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever&lt;br /&gt;21. Drank alcohol?: Of course. I love it.&lt;br /&gt;22. Smoked?: Hmm? That was in the past.&lt;br /&gt;23. Gone skinny dipping?: No? What's that?&lt;br /&gt;24. Shoplifted?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;25. Had sex?: No, I'm a virgin.&lt;br /&gt;26. Gone to the other side of the country?: No.&lt;br /&gt;27. Regreted something?: Yes, I am currently.&lt;br /&gt;28. Been broken up with?: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;29. Broken up with someone?: Yeah, why not?&lt;br /&gt;30. Passed out?: No, I'm healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a guy&lt;br /&gt;31. What do you want their body type to be?: Skinny but a lil' muscular.&lt;br /&gt;32. What color eyes?: Same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;33. How about hair color?: Same as mine.&lt;br /&gt;34. Tall, Average, or short?: Taller than me will do.&lt;br /&gt;35. Hot or cute?: Cute. But actually either one will do.&lt;br /&gt;36. Would they be masculine or feminine?: Masculine.&lt;br /&gt;37. Humorous or serious?: Humourous at times and serious at another.&lt;br /&gt;38. Romantic or spontaneous?: Romantic.&lt;br /&gt;39. What else about their personality would you like?: Being faithful.&lt;br /&gt;40. What would they do for you on your first date ?: I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you rather&lt;br /&gt;41. Travel to France or Australia?: France.&lt;br /&gt;42. Smoke or drink?: Drink.&lt;br /&gt;43. Read minds or be invisible?: Read minds of course.&lt;br /&gt;44. Be an actor/actress or a model?: Model.&lt;br /&gt;45. Facebook or MySpace?: Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;46. Have a dog or a cat as a pet?: A dog of course, I hate cats.&lt;br /&gt;47. Listen to rock or pop?: Pop.&lt;br /&gt;48. Text or call?: Call, I hate texting.&lt;br /&gt;49. Swim at the beach or a pool?: The pool.&lt;br /&gt;50. Go clubbing or spend a quiet night at home?: At home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Seven: Self esteem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bold anything that you find similar to what you think about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearance&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way I look.&lt;br /&gt;I cannot look in the mirror without thinking that I am ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I think I am the ugliest of all my friends.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think the opposite sex will ever be attracted to me.&lt;br /&gt;If I had the money, I would get plastic surgery.&lt;br /&gt;I would change at least 5 things about myself.&lt;br /&gt;My friends/partner/family constantly tell me I'm beautiful, but I don't believe them.&lt;br /&gt;I will not leave the house without make-up on.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight&lt;br /&gt;I hate my body.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I was thinner.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather be stick thin than a little chubby.&lt;br /&gt;I am jealous of all the models I see in magazines.&lt;br /&gt;I either have or do make (made)myself throw up regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I starve myself on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;I track how many calories I eat, and get mad at myself when I go over the limit.&lt;br /&gt;I have an eating disorder or am developing one.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abilities&lt;br /&gt;I am not good at anything.&lt;br /&gt;I have no special talents or skills.&lt;br /&gt;I don't apply for jobs because I know I will never get hired.&lt;br /&gt;I suck at school and don't bother trying.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm stupid.&lt;br /&gt;My friends are all good at something, but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I'd rather die than perform anything in front of a crowd.&lt;br /&gt;I can't name anything good about myself.&lt;br /&gt;I don't believe in myself.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feelings&lt;br /&gt;I am currently depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I feel lonely and/or sad all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like nobody cares or understands me.&lt;br /&gt;My crush doesn't even notice me.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am living.&lt;br /&gt;I think about suicide seriously.&lt;br /&gt;I get embarrassed easily.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been happy in long time.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habits&lt;br /&gt;I often lay in bed for hours, not being able to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;I worry about things constantly.&lt;br /&gt;I drink/do drugs to make myself feel better about my life.&lt;br /&gt;I often hurt myself purposely.&lt;br /&gt;I cry 4 or more times a week.&lt;br /&gt;I can relate to every sad song out there.&lt;br /&gt;I always have to do something to get my mind off things.&lt;br /&gt;Total: 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OVERALL TOTAL:&lt;br /&gt;0 - 10: Your self esteem is great!&lt;br /&gt;11 - 20: Your self esteem is okay.&lt;br /&gt;21 - 30: Your self esteem could use some work.&lt;br /&gt;31 - 40: Your self esteem is really low.&lt;br /&gt;Seek help from family/friends if you feel down all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Eight: Labels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Outcast-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dont have very many friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Often times, teachers forget your name.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You were always picked last for kickball.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don’t like to talk a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You tend to avoid mass social activities (i.e.- dances, ice cream socials, football games, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You dont participate in any extracurricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All you wish for is to move away or get a fresh start.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your friends have blown you off before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sit alone in most of your classes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a feeling that once you leave high school or college, nobody is going to remember you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hold interest in activities that other people find strange.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a large sexual background.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People dont find you friendly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hold extreme hate towards another high school stereotype.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You eat alone at lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Party Girl/Boy-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Lets face it: you like to party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You party every other weekend.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] or every weekend?&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've been going to frat house parties since early high school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're the defending beer bong champion.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know the best hook-ups in the state.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've hooked up at parties.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You spend time getting ready for parties.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You've passed out from being too drunk.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve partied all night.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve snuck out of the house to party.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Actually, your parents really dont give a shit if you party or not.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You're pretty much nocturnal.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like to go clubbing.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You and your friends always party hop.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve crashed a party before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One way or another, youve wound up naked in front of everybody at a party&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve thrown up from drinking too much.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've done something that you regret at a party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can dance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're friends with a lot of people older than you.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Scene Kid-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know what sXe and hXc actually mean.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a obsession with dinosaurs, robots, and Pokemon.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You idolize Jeffrey Starr&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have called you scene before.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You spend at least an hour getting ready to take pictures of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have a mirror pic.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You listen to bands that most people have never heard of.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You enjoy going to shows.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You only go to shows for the sake of going to shows, not the music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your hair is multicolored.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You accessorize your hair with kiddie barrettes and bows.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Fashion is one of the most important things that define you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You mosh.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You often mix vintage with modern.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Your picture captions are sad lyrics to sad songs.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] All of your friends are scene.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You dont know many of the people on your friends list in person: you just added them because they were scene.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You take angled pictures of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You enjoy photography.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=--=-Prep-=--=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You pop the collar&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wont go near the Goths&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own at least one thing from a designer store.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are very clean cut.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are squeamish.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have called you preppy before.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You never leave the house without putting on cologne/perfume&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know who LC is.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You watch shows like The OC, The Real World, The Hills, and Laguna Beach.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] One favorite stores are Abercrombie &amp; Fitch or American Eagle Outfitters.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You're afraid to set foot into Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] (Girls) You carry a purse wherever you go.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You will not take alcohol straight up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You need to wake up at least an hour before school so you can get ready.&lt;br /&gt;[ ](Girls) You do not leave the house without make up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are content overall with how your life is going.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You constantly text.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=--=-Band Geek-=--=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have played an instrument before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You still play an instrument.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were in regular Band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were in Jazz Band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were in Marching Band&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've never dated anybody outside of Band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Most of your friends are in band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] The band room/band hall is your second home.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You enjoy listening to classical music on occasion.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You aspire[d] to be a Drum Major.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve made out with somebody on a band bus or at a band competition.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have trouble getting your non-band friends to go near the band room.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Band is your favorite class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been to band camp.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You walk in step with all your friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You talk about band constantly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know that American Pie has got it all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You hate rap music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Marching Season is your favorite time of year.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] When you go to football games, you dont really pay attention to the game itself.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your favorite jokes are band jokes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know it's not about the bloods and the crips: it's the brass and the woodwinds.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Thespian-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have seen a school play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have seen a Broadway musical&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like to act.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have participated in a school play.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have participated in a play outside of school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have gone to the Thespian Conference (State or International or both)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You get pissed off when people make that thespian, did you say lesbian? joke.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have done tech.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know that you cannot touch anybody else's props.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have played in the pit orchestra for a musical.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been to a cast party.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are in a thespian troupe.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You often sing show tunes at the top of your lungs.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You know who Idina Menzel and Johnathan Larson are.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] At one point in your life, you were obsessed with RENT.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You do not have a personal bubble.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You actually understand Shakespeare.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know how to put on stage make up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been a lead.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You met a lot of your better friends through theatre.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Overachiever-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You participate in a lot of extracurricular activities.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a part-time job.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have straight As.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are in mostly honors/IB/AP classes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You do not procrastinate.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have scored a 5 on an AP test.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You do not have very much down time.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are very organized.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You always have a thousand things going on at once.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are in a long-term relationship.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You aspire to get into an Ivy League School.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] In your extracurriculars, you hold leadership positions.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were on Student Council.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were the class president.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were a class officer.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were the Salutatorian for your class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are/were the Valedictorian for your class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People have told you that you didnt have a life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are getting/have already received the IB Diploma.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You cry hysterically when you get anything lower than an A on anything.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Slacker-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Your grades are slipping.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You always wait until the last minute to do big projects.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You do a lot of things half-assed.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You are an overall procrastinator.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You tend to do your homework when you're watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] It takes you ages to turn your job applications in.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are often late to school/work.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dont turn in a lot of your work.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You spend the majority of your time watching TV, on the computer or going on Myspace when you could be doing something more productive.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sleep in past noon on the weekends and during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You do not get out of your pajamas unless you have to leave the house.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You could walk, but you'll just drive.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have fallen asleep during class before.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Friends have called you lazy.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Life is hard when you lose the remote &amp; you have to walk a million miles over to the TV and change the channel.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you hang out with your friends, the majority of your time is spent playing video games or doing something where neither of you have to stand up.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have eaten an entire pint of ice cream in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have sat through an entire running marathon of a show before.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Goth-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Your wardrobe consists of mostly black things.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] When you have the money, you shop at Hot Topic.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You think tattoos are hot.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You think odd piercings are hot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You don't get along with your parents.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have/want to dyed/dye your hair an exotic color.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You've styled your hair in liberty spikes.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Sometimes you ponder the meaning of life and death.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You like to write dark poetry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are into S&amp;M.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have a pair of oversized black pants.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] At one point in your life, you liked Foamy, Happy Bunny, Emily the Strange, and the Happy Tree Friends.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You listen to grunge&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a messenger bag with buttons up and down the straps.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You smoke cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You will only date other Goths.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You dont really give a shit what people think about you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Overly happy people scare you.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You like black makeup &amp; nail polish best.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Nerd-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You actually study for tests and quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have straight As.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You havent had any luck with the opposite sex.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are into WOW, Magic Cards, and Halo.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You overanalyze jokes to the point where they arent funny anymore.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your mom buys your clothes for you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You actually answer the questions in class.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sit front row center in all of your classes to get the best learning experience.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You miss school during the summer.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear your pants at your waist.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You prefer sweatpants to jeans.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have a pocket protector in your shirt with pens and a calculator in it.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You let cute boys/girls take advantage of you &amp; copy your homework in hopes of getting noticed.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You've noticed some of the spelling and grammar mistakes in this survey.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] People always cheat off you during tests.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your parents pack your lunch for you every day.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You wear/should be wearing glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Garage Band Junkie-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been in a garage band before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youre still in a garage band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You think your band is going to make it big someday.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You play shows almost weekly.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You play the drum set.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You sing vocals for a band.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You write your own lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You spend hundreds on amps and microphones.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your band has a myspace page.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been in multiple garage bands.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have changed the name of your band at least twice.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have participated in a battle of the bands&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your band has been signed.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have taken guitar classes at school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have played at the same venue multiple times.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You would rather make it big than have to go to college.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have musical talent.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have groupies.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youve made t-shirts and other apparel for your band.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Gangstaaa-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You actually are black.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know who the bloods and the crips are.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear doo-rags.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You actually grew up in the ghetto.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can freestyle.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You drive down the street blaring your music.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Your ride is pimped out with stereo boosts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You can break dance.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You say nigga a lot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You talk too fast for people to understand you.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You are pretty chill with life.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear your jeans oversized and below your ass.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Old school rap is the best.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know that Tupac will never die.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You wear bling&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have/want a custom grill.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have custom rims on your tires.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are actually in a gang.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You are always big pimpin&lt;br /&gt;Total = 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Emo-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You often have trouble convincing people that you arent emo.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You comb your hair over one of your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You flip your hair often.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have dark-rimmed glasses.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have cut yourself before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] If youre a boy, people often complain about your pants being too tight.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You dont really smile too often.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You blog often.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You never smile in pictures.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You listen to Thursday and/or Sunny Day Real Estate.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Youre too much of a pussy to be a goth.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a lot of band t-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You go to a lot of shows.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You only go for emo/scene boys and girls.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] It doesnt take very much to make you cry.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have played all the Emo Games (www.emogame.com)&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have worn black eyeliner before.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own a bandana in which you wear in your hair.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have dark hair.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-Skatepunk-=-&lt;br /&gt;[ ]You own a skateboard.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have been skateboarding since you were in grade school.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have gotten many injuries from skateboarding.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You know that World Industries and Element arent just clothing lines.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have vandalized public property.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have TPed somebodys house before.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You have been yelled at for loitering.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have gotten in trouble with the cops.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You listen to punk rock.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Chicks on skateboards are hot.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You stick it to the man!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You own skater shoes.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You watch MTV2, not MTV.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] You enjoy crude humor.&lt;br /&gt;[ xx ] Fuck school, lets do crazy shit.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You have watched the X games.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You know that there are other pro skaters out there besides Tony Hawk.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] You pretty much live at the skate park.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Hygene does not concern you.&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Skater boys are attractive.&lt;br /&gt;Total = 6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I am a Gothic Slacker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey Nine: Songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;001. This song makes me excited:&lt;br /&gt;Everytime we touch Cascada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;002. This song makes me sad:&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm willing Wu Jia Hui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;003. This song makes me happy:&lt;br /&gt;First day Stefanie Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;004. This song makes me sleepy:&lt;br /&gt;Sadness and sorrow Piano Squall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;005. This song reminds me of my childhood:&lt;br /&gt;Pieces Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06. This song reminds me of my best friend:&lt;br /&gt;Fuck ya man Tila Tequila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07. This song reminds me of my first best friend:&lt;br /&gt;Damaged Danity Kane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08. This song makes me want to dance:&lt;br /&gt;Touch my body Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09. This song reminds me of my favorite artist:&lt;br /&gt;Its raining Rain Bi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;010. This song makes me think of my favorite show:&lt;br /&gt;Kizuna Kamenashi Kazuya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;011. This song makes me think of the best day of my life:&lt;br /&gt;Make you mine Vannessa Hudgens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;012. This song makes me think of the worst day of my life:&lt;br /&gt;Nobody's home Avril Lavigne&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;013. This song was the last that I downloaded onto my computer:&lt;br /&gt;With me Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;014. This song is currently my blog song:&lt;br /&gt;Addicted Sweetbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;015. This song is currently my profile song:&lt;br /&gt;This is why I'm hot Che'nelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;016. This song was my favorite when I was ten:&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what was that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;017. This song reminds me of my first real boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Sweetbox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;018. This song reminds me of my family:&lt;br /&gt;Inseparable Jonas Brothers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;019. This song reminds me of my best friend's boyfriend:&lt;br /&gt;Die mother fucker Six Feet Under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;020. This song makes me cry:&lt;br /&gt;Zhi dao Guo Jing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;021. This song makes me smile:&lt;br /&gt;Byebye Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;022. This song makes my heart ache:&lt;br /&gt;Fall for you Secondhand Serenade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;023. This song is the most beautiful song ever written:&lt;br /&gt;Happily never after Nicole Scherzinger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;024. This song is my favourite instrumental:&lt;br /&gt;The phantom of the opera Instrumental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;025. This song makes me want to pull my hair out:&lt;br /&gt;Whine up Kat Deluna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;026. This song makes me hyper:&lt;br /&gt;What you got Colby O'Donis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;027. This song always cheers me up, regardless of my mood:&lt;br /&gt;Heavenly days Aragaki Yui&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Survey ten: Random&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructions- go to www.urbandictionary. com and type in your answer to each question in the search box, then write a definition it gives you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Your name?&lt;br /&gt;Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei: A small, brown, flightless, nocturnal, endangered bird native to New Zealand / Aotearoa. The name of the bird comes from the high-pitched 'call' it makes. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei: Slang for a person born in New Zealand. Synonymous with hard-working individuals, talented artists &amp; relaxed easy-going people. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei: This is what the rest of the world, for some unknown reason, calls 'KIWIFRUIT'. Laziness and stupid marketing probably enter into it somewhere. Originally a Chinese Gooseberry, it flourished in NZ where its name was changed to reflect where it was grown. Named a Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei, stays a Ahh-Boyy a/Ka JiaWei , not a Ahh-Girl."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The age of sexual consent in CANADA. When you turn 14 you can be fucked."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIM: Now that you're 11 we can FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;HER: *SLAP*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) one of your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Emilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A name of an imaginary girlfriend that guys use to boost their confidence after a major breakup, and to make the girl that broke their heart jealous."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl 1- I heard that his new "girl friend" goes to Mammoth High&lt;br /&gt;girl 2- Wait, I heard she goes to Bishop High&lt;br /&gt;girl 3- I think she's just an Emilia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Emilia, you are a fake girl? HAHA! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) What Should You Be Doing?&lt;br /&gt;Eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1. To take into the body by the mouth for digestion or absorption"&lt;br /&gt;"2. Vulgar slang. To perform oral sex on "&lt;br /&gt;"3. Informal. To bother or annoy"&lt;br /&gt;"4. To destroy, ravage, or use up by or as if by ingesting"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, I didn't know there's so many explainations regarding "eating".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Favorite Food?&lt;br /&gt;Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1. - An animal that is processed for human consumption"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2. - A dangerous game in two cars will drive directly at each other and the first to swerve out of the way is the "chicken". Also referred to when two cars are doing the same thing, only driving over a cliff or ledge. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"3. - An attractive woman with thighs and breasts. (like a real chicken) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"4. - A scardey-cat, wuss, etc. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"5. - A woman who gives lots of oral sex, in this sense it's short for "chicken-head" or "chicken-neck" "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I eat women who gives alot of oral sex yeah? ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Hometown?&lt;br /&gt;Singapore. The little red dot on our map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1. A country that allows prostitution but doesn't allow oral sex. Now that's fucked up. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: Dude man, this chick will fuck me but she won't blow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2. A country that is strict and small, bad weather like hurricane have never happened in singapore before, this is a country that was controlled by the British in the past 50-60 years. 3 races, Chinese, Indian and Malays. A country that banned chewing gums to prevent from littering. Good country to visit to. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, this is so funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Word to describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;Unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1. Unique isn’t just a word that teachers tell their “special” students they are, its means being different in usually a good a way, unlike the rest of the common world. It is when everyone wears white and one person wears purple. Someone’s unique way of talking. I hate how most people define this world like, Mr. Rodgers is trying to comfort you. Being unique is a good thing, most of the time anyway. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2. A self-contradicting word.&lt;br /&gt;Remember: you are unique just like EVERYONE else! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'm self-contradictory? Hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Car you drive?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Favorite band name:&lt;br /&gt;L'Arc en Ciel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Everyone knows that means RAINBOW in french&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A very famous band in Japan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee L'Arc en Ciel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Last person you talked to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Felicia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) The name Felicia (a Latin female version of "Felix", meaning happiness) is associated with saints, poets, astronomical objects, plant genera, fictional characters, and animals, especially cats. There are several versions of flowers named after Felicia which include, felicia elongata and felicia filifolia. Both are very beautiful flowers to match the very lovely and beautiful name of Felicia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man1: "Did you see that sexy exotic looking woman who just drove by like a bat out of hell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man2: "She's superfine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man1: "That's because her name is Felicia, and she's one hot tamale."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b)1. commonly known as a "muffin"&lt;br /&gt;2. most likely to have magnets stuck to face due to so many piercings&lt;br /&gt;3. very large and think they're in charge&lt;br /&gt;4. someone who uses beauty school as an alternative to a real education because they can't handle people smarter than them.&lt;br /&gt;5. also known as "facial herpe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Look at the way the felicia cut her poor hair!"&lt;br /&gt;"Yikes, she's a real felicia."&lt;br /&gt;"Felicia! Barf!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! This is just SOOOOOOOOOOOOOO funny yeah? Urban Dictionary is so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- - -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-1781130282429724082?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/1781130282429724082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=1781130282429724082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1781130282429724082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/1781130282429724082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/survey-one-random-answer-questions.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-7761207501132583640</id><published>2008-09-19T01:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T01:29:21.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip To SiewBoon House</title><content type='html'>Today....==? 'I went CCA' actually go to siewboon house to play we went the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofcause to play with water... Ariel and SiewBoon ... ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must cross road sia almost tio hit by car...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily...SiewBoon help us to cross the road..==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And hor her dog techno or something or kiss me 4 times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lick Ariel....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@&amp;)^*$. I had a really hard time trying to transfer my bloody pictures into my computer from my cellphone. Rawwrs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDC, I have like gazillions of piccas to post up ASAP yeah. That is, if I EVER get that freakin' thing my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, forget it. At least for now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? Sad songs aren't remedy for my broken heart that I'm struggling to piece it back, stitches by stitches, at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just make everything worse, like rubbing salt on already splitting wounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs just gets me reminiscing the hurtful past that I tried SO HARD to forget even more. Its just pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single reminiscent simply hits me at where it hurt most, the exact same spot of the previous wound..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;splitting the already infected wound into two with blood slowing dripping out bits by bits.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know this is gross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like old feelings coming back to rip me apart, tear me into tiny pieces, swallow me alive and I feel that I'm dissolving into particles as tiny as the nucleus in an atom or even tinier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm not sure if anything any tinier than the nucleus in an atom ever exist but that's not the point)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best part of it? It hurts. Yeah, big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad songs just worsen everything for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like PLUCKING OUT ALL MY HAIR!!!!!!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, these are just self-inflicted pain, which is really stupid beyond description. I know, I know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urghs. Why can't I just let go of EVERYTHING and move on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I sooooooooooo stubborn?! Why am I sooooooooo unbelievably "never-say-die"?! WHY, WHY, WHY???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IDK. Too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT MAN! I'm so pissed off yeah? Well, lemme digress awhile alright? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My USB wire still isn't working!!! Now, I really feel like pulling every single strand of my hair out, including my hair extentions which are fake hair FYI. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHS. *Bang head on the wall*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I sound so stupid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why I sound so retarded all of a sudden huhs? Rawwrs. Must be some Winnie-infected disease going on. HAHAHA! X: Shhh, don't tell that bear I said that. He'll kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to go back to the other subject above already. Its pointless. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye lovers. I'm off to die on my own. Takecare and please do not tag me. I don't feel like replying any tags or communicating with any sort of human beings. God, I hate humans! I hate the world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HATE HATE HATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, alright. That's not true. I love you people, really. I'm just feeling stressed and empty out of no where. Never mind! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not important.. Really.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-7761207501132583640?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/7761207501132583640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=7761207501132583640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7761207501132583640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/7761207501132583640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/trip-to-siewboon-house.html' title='Trip To SiewBoon House'/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2889339313624098318</id><published>2008-09-12T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:06:31.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SM0YUhHo7LI/AAAAAAAAAEY/az3qs-ru9kU/s1600-h/i+LiVE+iN+A+BLACK+N+WHiTE+WORLD.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245875881723358386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SM0YUhHo7LI/AAAAAAAAAEY/az3qs-ru9kU/s320/i+LiVE+iN+A+BLACK+N+WHiTE+WORLD.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;center&gt; I look so like ghost here but i will still post it ^^&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmm, let's see..I've been "blog-hopping" and browsing other people's blogs randomly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made me realised some things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Blogskin-rippers make me ridiculously annoyed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really really don't like it when I see people using blogskins that other people spend alot of their time making and NOT crediting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SERIOUSLY. Its really shameless and it gets on my nerves ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;-For example:Blogskin A is made by Denise(example).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise credited herself and submited it to blogskins.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel(example) found blogskin A on blogskins.com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel edited blogskin A and turned it into blogskin B but the basecode is the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only difference is the design of the blogskin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel took away the credits of Denise because she wanted to pass the blogskin off as her own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw Blogskin B and regconised immediately that it is actually Blogskin A initially because the basecode is the SAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mabel did not even credit the basecoder, who is Denise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Get what I mean? Isn't it shamelessly annoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon, this is equivilent to stealing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plagiarism IS theft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theft is wrong. Not to mention, disgusting and lack of utter shame.Aiya, I know its none of my effin' business whether they credit the blogskinners or not but I don't know why I got so pissed off by that.I just find it really annoying!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;URGHS!!!!!!!!!!!Why can't people just freakin' credit the rightful ones?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why must they pass off things as their own when it isn't?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they have something call dignity?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't fxckin' understand why are people shameless to the extent that they plagiarise like they own the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its alright if they admit that they do not have something call CREATIVITY thus they take other people's hardwork, use them but credit them for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really. Its fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't freakin' understand is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHY MUST THEY FREAKIN' TAKE OTHER PEOPLE'S HARDWORK AND PASS OFF AS THEIR OWN? WHY MUST THEY TAKE ADVANTAGE OF OTHER PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really isn't fair.And. Its seriously annoying me in and out like effin' hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rawwrs. D:...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. Copyright infrindgement freaks really turns me off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn't mean that I support plagiarism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all know I've always dislike copycats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not understand is WHY people must constantly insist that other people are "COPYING" them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. it doesn't make sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, when somebody buy the same thing as another coincidentally, is that call copying?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-For example:Sally(example) bought a hello kitty wallet on Saturday and planned on flaunting it to her friends in school on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Candice(example) do not know that Sally bought the very same wallet on saturday, bought it coincidentally on Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally flaunted the wallet to her friends on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally's friend, Wendy, saw Candice using the same wallet as Sally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wendy told Sally that Candice is trying to "copy" Sally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally is angered because Sally is a copyright infrindgement freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She do not like owning the same thing that other people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sally confronted Candice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm like WHAT THE EFFFFF is this shit man?!&lt;br /&gt;Eff you if you're like Sally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.-I really don't understand why must people be so possessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, they don't even own the company, why must they act as if they are the only ones who can buy that product?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're the one who created that product, I can understand because its something you own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, if you're someone who started using that product and forbid people who want to use the same product as you by accusing them of copying you, I despise you.Cuz this is freakin' lame.D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You mean there are SO MANY hello kitty wallets for sale, only YOU can use them isit?!&lt;br /&gt;WOAH, I didn't know you're SO special. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously. Get a life.Copyright infrindgement freaks suck! Yet, DO NOT support plagiarism and piracy. Tyvm.Alrighty, that's about all of my rants for today. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2889339313624098318?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2889339313624098318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2889339313624098318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2889339313624098318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2889339313624098318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/hmm-lets-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SM0YUhHo7LI/AAAAAAAAAEY/az3qs-ru9kU/s72-c/i+LiVE+iN+A+BLACK+N+WHiTE+WORLD.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2432620916448765934</id><published>2008-09-09T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:17:46.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear sucking diary,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today wad did i do ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm i am crazy as i talk to my own dairy ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to school ... And then ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly lorh , fellow by ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 and a half hour of English Yea! i love English , after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 min of Science then my favourite !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 min of Recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my favourite is Chinese my 3rd favourite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the most hated Maths erm 1 hour of it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last period yay! o.. is 1 hour of Art! i dun like art&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go home -.- i posted this cos of boredom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2432620916448765934?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2432620916448765934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2432620916448765934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2432620916448765934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2432620916448765934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/dear-sucking-dairy-today-wad-did-i-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-2360583015263280497</id><published>2008-09-06T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:10:28.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay! Went out wif teacher to Lido to watch Mad about Endlish well i dun understand but it is funny the chinese 1st learn english and the say very funny like [[ai-si-wo-de= Ice Water]] LOL? Hahas ehhs well the show was so boring that i almost fell slp o ! i went to sushi stall n eat sushi ! Wow each one of us have $3 from mrs ho and buy wadeva we want~ i ate the sushi n chicken wing in stick -.- and after that we go home by mrt well it is crownded i was shock when i saw the mrt train ! it was like .. thousand of people in an small island .. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Take cares! and stay cute~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-2360583015263280497?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/2360583015263280497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=2360583015263280497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2360583015263280497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/2360583015263280497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/yay-went-out-wif-teacher-to-lido-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Marcus Cheong Jia Wei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04241286361742154199</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cyuAh-5N97E/SheHox5vY2I/AAAAAAAAAhA/HdchXXntnfY/S220/DSC00096.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3349209900079909009.post-8683345630829566752</id><published>2008-09-05T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T04:22:31.241-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay ! Tomorrow going out wif &lt;strong&gt;Ariel,Shyan Kang,Trilly,Shermin and Jackie&lt;/strong&gt;.So happy sia,ehhs going watch movie wif mrs ho hahas! Scare others classmates envy~ lOL? Well today i did something good n something bad i drop the coke or something...Ehs? Audi tio hack now replay now is -iLOVE-xBABE freedom going to clubber -.- My Cpl is lvl 29 &lt;33 Hahas...Ehs and i going to get E1 for my story -.- so happy~ Blehx~ My cpl hor very.. dunno wad to say sia my cpl just so scare i tio jio by other audis~ Haix cant wait for tomorrow.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3349209900079909009-8683345630829566752?l=x-rockastar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/feeds/8683345630829566752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3349209900079909009&amp;postID=8683345630829566752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8683345630829566752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3349209900079909009/posts/default/8683345630829566752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://x-rockastar.blogspot.com/2008/09/ya
