<?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-6733218910542467445</id><updated>2011-07-31T09:30:42.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nobody Knows My Sadness</title><subtitle type='html'>Everything about a boy who went through tough and untough times....</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>103</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7551396992718741324</id><published>2009-08-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T23:05:56.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what should i write here?</title><content type='html'>Hey guys.... miss you readers so much...( although i think nobody is reading it) haha btw life's a rush.. national day failed to badly. dun feel like talking about it, all the freaky images just appear in my mind. met up with mr khai to talk and chat crap. complained about that act pro perfectionist and that big sized guy.... shit them. Haha, promised mr  khai to help him in his company after i graduated. at least earned some money by doing events. Maybe making sound as my passion while still pursuing my business course. (hopefully) Life's just being cruel. But today's chat really shook me hard. Life's a battlefield. While you win, you faced loss. and when you win the sacrifice is very big. It really make me think that person X and Y to stop fiting. After spending my night for Person X displaying his negative attitude whole day. Haiiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This few days when enter the library aka ex innospace. it just shakes old images of us playing. Hmmmm just missed the times together. You can put 1000 zillion cameras but that room is still the awesome. Haha... kay guys going to sleep, bye bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7551396992718741324?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7551396992718741324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7551396992718741324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7551396992718741324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7551396992718741324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-should-i-write-here.html' title='what should i write here?'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-127879748687291295</id><published>2009-07-26T11:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T11:44:08.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long awaited post</title><content type='html'>Okay guys... Im gonna blog even though im sick and still going out... The feeling of sick is so terrible.... Everything i eat is so tasteless... damn... i want my Polar Tuna Puff :( I miss my Polar Puffs :(... Sads... MC until this coming tuesday... My fever went up to 40 degrees ytd... came back down to 37.... preparing to go watch harry potter.... Blogging to make times pass... Going to buy TSGS #19... Long awaited book... Studies is kinda poor liao... my money draining like sink water...haiiz.... going out liao... byes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-127879748687291295?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/127879748687291295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=127879748687291295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/127879748687291295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/127879748687291295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/long-awaited-post.html' title='Long awaited post'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4492001495378599373</id><published>2009-07-16T18:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T18:55:22.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Heyhey, guys, life been busy now a days with more and more people sort of i call bully la... lulz :( you know the part where they goes the sexy tone of yi xian, i noe impending trouble, RUN!!! especially BK la... Anyway been busy mapling the whole holiday, playing maple and skipping my homework. My ex-assasin is now a hermit which i like pause for a while... crazy, imagine if you chiong like 8am -10pm... (with lunch and toilet break, obviously, if not i wont be blogging.) Life's been cruel to me, things was just a rush. I really hope to start working my way back.. Just like how the lost sheep was found out of the 100 sheeps... Studies okay lar, but mostly is that havent fail but going to.... On a losing verge le.... haiiz, this blog holds too much sad memory just like the previous one i had.... How she broke up with me, but that was EX, I repeat EX!! Tmr got e-maths test, which i am so not confident in especially a maths logarithms, darn sian.... dun even understand ms agnes teaching.... haiiz. Okay, i will blog asap or even have time to go... Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4492001495378599373?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4492001495378599373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4492001495378599373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4492001495378599373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4492001495378599373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1187802539778733796</id><published>2009-05-28T19:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T19:09:51.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disaster</title><content type='html'>Today im so in a deep shit hole. Endangering my Leadership Post. What The?!?! You all might be wondering. Just because two incident, it cause a big fire. Im dam shit la now.... just now meeting felt like crying. I've served so long now they just want to kick me out. I even sacrificed my gaming time for her and yet she just kick me in the butt. I really don't understand. It really makes me wonder if i even exist. My contributions are just forgotten. I really wish to change but do you all even allow me a chance to re-do. I really want a forgiveness, I knew that it was my mistake... and yada yada........ But, Haiiz, guess if that's the end, it ends surely but sadly. this is just not my desired ending. Neither be a quitter nor a person who suffers. I really want to be friends back with you all, catch up with you all, play with you all, i just need a chance, I really want to change. Give me one chance, and i will change. I really need to think hard for 1 month, THINK, Give up or not? Quit or Suffer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1187802539778733796?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1187802539778733796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1187802539778733796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1187802539778733796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1187802539778733796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/disaster.html' title='Disaster'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3411896847498225379</id><published>2009-05-27T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:00:58.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Total Disaster.....</title><content type='html'>This week is just a total disaster for me. Can any weeks get any worse than i am having now.... Argue with friends, broke out with friends, storming off during a meeting. Haiiz... just because of 1 incident, it cause my whole week to crumble and fall. Sometimes i really wish to just die in a hole or what so ever. It is so tiring to be me, &lt;br /&gt;TO: Weiling (If you are still reading this)&lt;br /&gt;I'm terribly sorry, please forgive me, i did not go into further investigation and just blame you for it. I apologise for my deed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this week is a total rush for me. I keep saying to myself "Holidays are coming, Hang on, i can do it." but i kept getting crumbled and fall just like a statue, doomed to crumble. Haiiz.... i really wish to come back as friends (you know who you are) I kept telling myself" i hate being called SALTY.... Mountain, okay lor call all you wan, Touching okay, no problem, calling my salty, UNFORGIVABLE...Remember a incident where i almost beat someone up in primary school for calling me salty. My friend stopped my punch, lucky him if not tio disicipline case. Hmmm... dam tired now, coming back on maple, which is dam boring, bo motivation. Okay bah, this post is for those who requesting me to update. Byez&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3411896847498225379?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3411896847498225379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3411896847498225379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3411896847498225379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3411896847498225379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/total-disaster.html' title='Total Disaster.....'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-110490165978005016</id><published>2009-05-20T18:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T18:15:54.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lethargic Day</title><content type='html'>Start off with some rants:&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dissapointed in you. Ever since you ask us to stop planning the camp. I lost all my trust towards you. Giving us empty promises and giving air talks&lt;br /&gt;Air talks are the worst and in my Penalty Book, IS DEATH! If we had finish what we had to, there wouldn't be today at all. HIM2 was right, you are just a coordinator, WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH? I am so DISSAPOINTED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[/Rants]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although today was the last day of exams. I am not happy at all. I feel so lethargic. Every Year, i would look forward to the holidays but this year im not. DUE TO HIM. Seriously lah, If we had done what we had to, We wouldn't let our asses burned by Flamethrowers. You only protect yours and not ours. SAD!! Anyway, stop the ranting already. "NO, Im Trying but I CANT" Try Harder " I gave my 101% stopping" STOP!!!! "OKAY!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL, just some randomness. Anyway, Geography was ok... can pass can le. Then Maths Paper 2. Ms Shen never teach 1 part, LIAOZ...... Forgive and Forget, let it be a lesson. And im so dissapointed in Fizziks. TERMINAL VELOCITY and i forgotten. Man...i suck.... Anyway, Glad that exams are over. MY PLAN WAS Disrupted. Due to you know who who stop us from planning. If not i could have went to watch movie. SIANZ....!!! Tmr still need go school. CURSE HIM lah, stop us from planning. KNS.... Anyway ending here, feeling so down now....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-110490165978005016?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/110490165978005016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=110490165978005016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/110490165978005016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/110490165978005016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/lethargic-day.html' title='Lethargic Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-9160572734201128433</id><published>2009-05-17T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:15:41.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN Yet Tiring</title><content type='html'>Hello Humans, I'm Back. Let's Start off with Saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was a fun and fruitful day. Church Had Ball Games. Haha, We won the 2nd place. Yea!! It was very fun playing together, sharing the love with Other members. Haha!! Thank God, For the fruitful weather he provide us on saturday. It was sunny yet windy. Anyway, I met Yee Hern for lunch at KFC. Then we reach labrador park at 3.30pm Started playing some ice-breakers. Then the Tournament Started. Everyone showed their best. But we still overcome the obstacles and got in 2nd. HAHA!! Then Dinner at Subway. Talked about gaming and addictions. Wow, fruitful topic for me though. Went home and slept. I MISSED THE TIME WHERE MY FAMILY DRANK VODKA WITHOUT ME. As i was sleeping, my sister tried calling me awake but fruitless. Sian, i thought i could drink. Yea maybe after exams. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday which was today was the first in my year to go Service. Woke up at 7+ and reached church at 8++. Kinda late because i reached harbourfront at 8.45. I thought im gonna be late but though i reached on time. haha. Sang some praise and Sermon was about Praying to Idols. The first sermon which i could successfully understand. Haha, always cannot understand de. :) A Fruitful Sermon. Then the Youth Praise Time then study about Caleb (one of the Twelve Spies sent to Spy on Cannan) Knew more about him. Then Alexandra Road for Bak Kut Teh. Awesome+All.!!! Then Homed, Brandon is so fast in R.C lah!!! Ytd see him 27k now 32k Wa Laoz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Man...I Blast my BILL for Wi-Fi. How stupid am i, So gonna Get Grounded with a $382 handphone bill"&lt;br /&gt;Crap, I learn to use my phone properly.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-9160572734201128433?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9160572734201128433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=9160572734201128433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9160572734201128433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9160572734201128433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/fun-yet-tiring.html' title='FUN Yet Tiring'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4357035011417509882</id><published>2009-05-14T18:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:25:36.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>100th Post (Special Post, very long de)</title><content type='html'>Happy 100th post to my blog... Yeaaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;rants&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to topic. Hmmm, What can destroy your day? For me rain and that someone. He wans me to give up on family rule and friends with him? God, help me, how can i ever get rid of pests.... Pest company?...ooppps sorry is HUMAN Pest. He is so annoying. Spreading rumours and somemore scolding on my blog, blaming me as starter. You don't even understand what we have even talked? Starter was me? Great, HUMAN PEST....Listen Fellow Read-ers... Trust me or not, its up to you. But the real starter was him, pesting everyone when his own department is not functioning well? WHO IS HE to be involved when his own department is not working well. I am happy with video thats why eddie is allowed to come. Listen up, REALISE YOUR MISTAKE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/rants&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay back to today after ranting. Today was not so awesome day and quite a good day except for that raining and floooding part. How i wish i've got a ferari that changes to anything i want. From car change to a big, big , big umbrella so that i never get wet. Anyway, as usual with my broken umbrella, im walking on a lonely road with students just like how the water particle gathers on the ground. so crowded... Anyway,. reached school as usual. Waited at GO as usual. Just that i've the mindet. "God, im being molested everyday." By RUSSELL LEONG JUN HUI AND TAN YAN HENG. Both these perverts.....using my latest technology, Pervert-o-Matic. Their pervertness level is almost as Jiraiya (Naruto's Fictional Character). Anyway, SS, i was like rushing having the thought of not completing and getting screwed with IMCOMPLETE word on my paper, which i drastically hate it. Anyway, SS, finished it in 1hr29mins. Screwing with the string that does not tie together.  Went on with Soon tat and shi jie to study a-maths. I was like CRAP, 2hrs on the table without moving. Hoping that Identities does not come out cos i obviously did not study for it. But I got 1 question on it. CRAP, hope i get marks for it, obviously with some wierd workings i created and got the answer from the calculator. Handed up, Larry told me that the partial fraction part B was improper. I WAS " CRAP, I NEVER DO LONG DIVISION." FREAK, thinking that it must be a lie and hoping it was a lie. Met Mrs Tan, she confimed it was improper. CRAP LA, ate a duck rice with ultimate dooooooommmmmmmmmssssssssss with 99.9% sadness in it. I lost a total of 16+7 marks.that is a whole of 23 marks. CRAP..... Hoping that i still get a "A" which seems imposible on the question that i've the confidence cos i srewed it ytd in my mind. Now, "B" would be hard to escape from me cos I MUST GET A "B" at least... So A-Maths finishing crying hard also done. Let's just hope i get a low A2...that's all i want. Anyway, CL LC is so hard, which i completely anyhow scribble answers hoping to get marks of the Uber Dooms.... Haiiz, Maths paper 1 tmr, hope i pass it... Except for the make the subject question which i do not know at all. Hoping i could pass tmr with flying colours, Good Bye...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You've come to the end of the Reading Comprehension Examination, Good Bye!" *Old Chinese songs Plays"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4357035011417509882?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4357035011417509882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4357035011417509882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4357035011417509882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4357035011417509882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/100th-post-special-post-very-long-de.html' title='100th Post (Special Post, very long de)'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-9006479071704560377</id><published>2009-05-12T20:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:49:52.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired Day</title><content type='html'>每一步我走 ，&lt;br /&gt;每一个小时我过 ， &lt;br /&gt;我越来越怕 ， &lt;br /&gt;不知道要怎样走，怎要过。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a boring day, Except for the part where i almost succeded raping TYH if not for that 4 v 1 Assault from them. DAMN, Interuption, Im so Lmao to have believe Russell's words, How Untrustable of him. Anyway, Felt tired Curse THAT PANADOL. It make me feel lethargic. I just hope time would move faster that time. Then after school, GO BBT shop. Drank my mango fizzy. Tease each other about "Sha-Ren" LOL, new term probably bah. Anyway,A-Maths SSP drags. Feeling so lethargic, anyway ending here, Byez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin&lt;br /&gt;Korh relinked me ! Jiayous for MYE &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Orh, You Too, Best of all my Luck. Miss-ed our Get-Amping where we own Team Championship. Hahaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT&lt;br /&gt;Yi Xian, whatever happens, I'll side you. Don't worry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks, Glad that you are still with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-9006479071704560377?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9006479071704560377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=9006479071704560377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9006479071704560377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9006479071704560377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired-day.html' title='Tired Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4134402519190647077</id><published>2009-05-11T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T19:38:35.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scared and Afraid</title><content type='html'>With each passing moment...&lt;br /&gt;With each passing hour...&lt;br /&gt;i grew more scared and scared.&lt;br /&gt;wondering will anyone side me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today boring day.&lt;br /&gt;Mouse-Hunting all day. My life grew more into Facebook. Addicted?!?! Anyway, feeling so alone now. Devotions are the only thing is encouraging me now. Church frens like "Double-A" Lao Shi, Ian Lao Shi are also my supporting pillar. The most biggest and heavy pillar is still GOD. But... Im still not ready for that step. I am still lack FAITH. I dun trust him, Sin-ed. Sunday, i finally knew How did god treat those sinners? Burned and Bury under stones. Oh My Gosh, wish-ed it would not apply here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending Herez...Byez School as usual tmr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanheng  "yiiiiiiiixiiiiiiiiiaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "Omg, Pervert!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A' licia(:  "hahas, i dontknow leis, cant smell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I thought it will have a very wierd Smell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DARILYN  "relinks"&lt;br /&gt;larry  "relinks :)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Relink-ed =)=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4134402519190647077?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4134402519190647077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4134402519190647077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4134402519190647077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4134402519190647077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/scared-and-afraid.html' title='Scared and Afraid'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1597809132161337032</id><published>2009-05-08T16:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T16:07:33.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MYE</title><content type='html'>Today was English MYE, quite easy, considered easy to the practices we have done. Got Confindence can pass. So, MYE coming up, so gotta buck up, Must get good progress awardthis year, last year get eagles, this year must get eagles and the good progress award haha, 300 bucks man.... easy money. MUST GET GOOD PROGRESS AWARD HMMMM!!!! Anyway, life's still acceptable, less stress now, Feeling more look forward to each day attitude. COS HOLIDAY"S COMING, Hope swine flu attacked singapore, so school close earlier. ending here, byez...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny Conversation&lt;br /&gt;YX " Mas Selamat ytd get caught"&lt;br /&gt;Geogina" Really ah"&lt;br /&gt;YX " Yea, this morning the newspaper put so big"&lt;br /&gt;Geogina " Aiya, escape liao wan get caught for wad? SO STUPID, wan run run far away la"&lt;br /&gt;YX " He ran to johor"&lt;br /&gt;Geogina" WA LAO!!! LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was laughing lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shijie  "haha i getting a life here pls let me through &gt;.&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sure, You're Welcomed here. Dun need to fight with alex de, let him spam all he wan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1597809132161337032?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1597809132161337032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1597809132161337032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1597809132161337032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1597809132161337032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/mye.html' title='MYE'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8292613698477961168</id><published>2009-05-06T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T18:28:41.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Long time never post le, just a fill updates in my class. Felt more welcomed in the class :) thx everyone, especially with new TYH and mavis combo, yan heng call EEEEE XXXXXUUUAAAANNN ( i heard this ) then mavis will *Ahem* me. LOL, today the combo started again, when mavis came i quickly you know duck down cover my *ahem* then she keep *ahem* me. LOL, it was fun though, how she keep missing haha....(not laughing at her :) ) Then monday Napfa, had a terrible stomachache. Must be a diahreoa make my whole body to sore and tired.  Felt so terrible that day. i just hope holidays come more sooner lorz, i wish after the june holidays reach grandmaster in mousehunt. So hard to survive in the lab lah. Hmmmm, Hope i get well soon, and the LONG Owed TAGS REPLES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larry  "syx i support u.... u rox man:buttrock:"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ZZZ, like i fighting with someone like that, elections maybe like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT  "Just out of curiosity, who is the "he" you keep blabbing about?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Told you le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A' licia(:  "HELLO YIXIAN(: takecares uhs, cause yea, stomach pain in th morning right?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thx, replied ur tag in ur tagboard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT  "curse Yong Shun! He will die! I miss doing morning duty with you guys sia &gt;.&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No use cursing him, NVM bah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8292613698477961168?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8292613698477961168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8292613698477961168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8292613698477961168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8292613698477961168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-836232659389594057</id><published>2009-05-04T19:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:29:58.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I feel so tired suddenly (Heys, I'm Always Tired ) Anyway, today napfa test, had a terrible stomachache in the morning, afternoon still ache a little. I just feel so ****-ed suddenly. Had a surprise, the board was nicely done ( THX M,TYH AND Bron) I really like it very much. If other committee are half as nice as them, i would be 100% on my studies. MH 95% le, 5 more %. Most probably by tmr will master. Wahahahahaha, gonna miss CC and i had caught 2 foxy mouse ytd and today. hahaz pwnz. Anyway ending here, dun feel like replying to tags. Tag more often but no spam pls, thx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-836232659389594057?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/836232659389594057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=836232659389594057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/836232659389594057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/836232659389594057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1872865676674833363</id><published>2009-05-01T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:12:33.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring</title><content type='html'>Today was such a boring day. Fancy talking to "someone" on the phone ytd nite for like 40 mins. I hope if you are reading this post, you should know where am i coming from. I hope you understand my intention. Anyway today watch movie at home while mousehunt-ing. i want become master by next week. HMMM!! Get OUT OF CALM CLEARING ASAP. I've not been getting my stupid splitered wood. I need 4 and only get 3. DAMN! yet my bro already get 4 le. Jealous. Kz ending here, super tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1872865676674833363?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1872865676674833363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1872865676674833363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1872865676674833363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1872865676674833363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html' title='Boring'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2291429541367716509</id><published>2009-04-30T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T18:30:57.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ridiculous Day...!!</title><content type='html'>I finally the pain when people scolded you on the internet. Sorry, mr teo... But, "HIM" makes feel so pissed and urked. He scolded "go suck hoh" on facebook, and spreaded RUMOURS (Apparently, it is obviously FAKE) Seriously lah, I don't realize any problem in me. Other than my attitude in scolding people and not respecting people in wrong. But, "HIM" has loads.....This is obviously not respect, WHY SHOULD I GIVE HIM CHANCE TO LESSLY INVOLVE IN SOUND BUT STILL BE IN LIBRARY? If he doesn't show me any respect, obviously, i cannot work with him which shows he is not preapared for that chance. Seriously, UNTIL YOU LEARN TO RESPECT EACH OTHER ESPECIALLY YOUR SENIORS, YOU WILL NEVER GET ANY CHANCE. UNTIL THEN, I WILL BE CHASING EVERYTIME...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2291429541367716509?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2291429541367716509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2291429541367716509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2291429541367716509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2291429541367716509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/ridiculous-day.html' title='Ridiculous Day...!!'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4006861693386965438</id><published>2009-04-29T19:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T19:39:09.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused..</title><content type='html'>I feel so vexed this days. My mood swings, today one blood vessel of mine "burst". You know how tiring is it to repeat your instructions over and over again and worst is that the person is have experienced the rehearsal. stupid excuse........i feel so sad but i really dunno if i should trust him. if i leave everything to him, does he even do a single thing or just lan lan suck thumb put on his desk and dun care....i got the feeling...tmr would be the last day of the week but it comes with high price...3 tests. **** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k ending here gotta study my a-maths. Byez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yong shun  "LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Why you "LOL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shawn  "Hello, chill dude :D"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thanks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT  "is "Tags Replied" all you can say? XD"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, YES....haha...my replies are on my posts le, why write reply on tagboard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4006861693386965438?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4006861693386965438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4006861693386965438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4006861693386965438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4006861693386965438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused.html' title='Confused..'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2856175959534157989</id><published>2009-04-28T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T19:24:37.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vexed</title><content type='html'>I feel so vexed lah.... FUCK HER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! All SHE DOES IS JUST COMPLAIN AND MORE COMPLAIN. I FEEL SO LOST ALREADY YET SHE STILL LIKE SO FUCK-ED UP. SHE IS THE WORST PERSON I EVER MET. ALL SHE DOES IS JUST FUCKING COMPLAIN AND MORE COMPLAIN. IM SO ANGRY AND FURSTRATED ALREADY. YET SHE DOES IS JUST SCOLD ME. I DUNNO WHAT TO DO ALREADY? IM SO SCREWED UP. I GOT NOBODY TO TRUST AND NOBODY TO RELY ON. I FEEL SO ANGRY NOW, MY LIFE IS JUST SO HARD TO LIVE BY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional Complains:&lt;br /&gt;I do not know what to do already? Should i choose to give up or continue to stress about it somemore. I've got nobody reliable to trust on....Not with the most trustable in my life failed to make me trust him. I always thought he could save us but i guess it's just a dream.....i also dunnoe wad to say but i feel so tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我很累，我从来每那么累过。 我很想就这样放齐， 但是， 有一个声音， 一之不要我放齐。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanheng  "go die"&lt;br /&gt;- wad die? i also never offend you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2856175959534157989?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2856175959534157989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2856175959534157989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2856175959534157989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2856175959534157989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/vexed.html' title='Vexed'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7675832433843465983</id><published>2009-04-27T15:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:04:12.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Craps</title><content type='html'>Today is such a crappy day. Not a day that i ever wanted. Ending the weekend break with a PE is CRAP!! Anyway, today A-Maths nothing much. Physics, dunno wad action research thingy. PE is the worse (MUST ELABORATE, DUN CARE IF YOU KILL ME)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE: Mr raj started off scolding the girls for punctuality. Seriously he is OUT OF HIS FREAKING MIND. Man....it's such a drag. Then started saying 2.4km test today. My mind was blanked, i wasn't prepare for this shock. Just started like nobody's business. I guess 18min streak is needed for me. Hey, i've been trying my very best already but still 18 min. still need come back for "remedial" i was like SHIT!! Then not the worst.&lt;br /&gt;60 Push-up&lt;br /&gt;50 cruches&lt;br /&gt;60 "reach the ankle"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanted to say ****.  I feel so drained. English did the argumentive essay. Brandon say waaaa robot, do so fast. Aiya, this type of thing must rush so got more time to spend with my wife ("laptop") and my MOUSEHUNT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emotional Complains:&lt;br /&gt;Im so damn sick of this liaoz, why do i feel so awkward? i feel so wierd? im so pissed now, i feel so lost, i dunno who to trust. He makes me feel so distrust him already. I really do not know wad to do already. Ask us Mid-May then plan. Waaaa, heavens now liao lor, like ants on a boiling pot. All anxious, ask if wan postpone oso bo chup attitude liaoz&lt;br /&gt; I really do not know what to do, why should i do, When should i do? I DUNNO WHAT TO DO, AT THIS RATE, IM GOING CRAZY ALREADY.......&lt;br /&gt;Okay ending here liao, byez gotta do my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yongshun  "consumedsadness.blogspot.com" &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Copy mine and Darren link. Copycat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7675832433843465983?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7675832433843465983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7675832433843465983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7675832433843465983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7675832433843465983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/craps.html' title='Craps'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2715451104612229776</id><published>2009-04-26T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T15:32:38.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just feel like sharing</title><content type='html'>It's really been a very long and tiring week. I knew all along. My distance with god is getting further and further away each moment. It really shook me hard when yee hern counsel me. I feel so guilty. I really been someone who upset god. Seriously, i really feel so awkward. Anyway, im so dead meat tmr. like i said, forced to go H&amp;W then PE then maths remedial. Freak, im so dead now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yongshun  "link me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- LINKS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;larry  "dun be sad or anry lahs conentrate on ur exams now MYE is coming le gd lucks:)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thx,You're the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KT  "YX shall never get to see my EZ Link card! Hohoho!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I wan see.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanheng  "yixian, chill men. everything will be fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Thx, everything will be fine if you stop touching me. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2715451104612229776?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2715451104612229776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2715451104612229776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2715451104612229776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2715451104612229776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-feel-like-sharing.html' title='Just feel like sharing'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6503803334060303118</id><published>2009-04-24T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T21:03:17.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worst day of my life</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't rate today but one thing i know is that today is the WORST day of my life. Morning seems peaceful but argues were heard. Dragged out and gave a heartful scolding. Seriously, i choose to care to not to care but one thing i know is that my intention is for the club and not for myself. I am trying to protect the name to prevent misunderstood. You just don't understand my intention. I feel that our distance are getting further away. I could have just left without a word and bo chup everything but i chose to care because i still care for the club. We are trying our best and you just scold us for no reason. Things must not be speed if not the consequences will be disastrous. I wish i would have died or something. I CRIED, Indeed i cried. I just couldn't take it anymore. I feel so fed up and furstrated. I couldn't even concentrate in class. Just want to let you know, my intention is still first on the club. I can choose to concentrate on my studies but im placing the club on one of the items which needs high attention. Indeed i do not know where are you coming from but do you know? I felt so angry, so wrongly accused, like a victim given a death penalty. I feel the same as you, fed up. Nobody wants it to turn out this way. It's the school's fault for that. We just need a little more understanding. We need the teachers to take care of the discipline if not we will have hard time ahead. But now, seriously this thought shoot my mind before. Quit my position and leave the CCA. Great, i've this thinking means my brain is still working and not dead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw thanks mavis and TYH for your concerns, Greatly accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess called to see mr raj. another heartful scolding. Seriously, i do not like how he ask us exercise non-stop. I feel so tired and drained off. Especially a long day ahead of us. I feel so tired and just give up everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion, I CHOOSE TO CARE. AND ANY SHAKES CAN CAUSE MY MINDSET TO CHANGE. I COULD HAVE JUST LEFT THIS DAMN POSITION AND CONCETRATE ON MY STUDIES INSTEAD OF GROWING MORE WHITE HAIR ON MY HEAD FOR THIS CLUB. RMB, I CHOOSE TO CARE!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6503803334060303118?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6503803334060303118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6503803334060303118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6503803334060303118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6503803334060303118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/worst-day-of-my-life.html' title='Worst day of my life'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-9141951982957327628</id><published>2009-04-23T19:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:11:07.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiiz...*Sighs*</title><content type='html'>I feel the sudden urge to sleep and never wake up feeling. Everyone forces me to do something against my will. Ask me to watch over the fire and what does she do? See drama on com. What is this? Im already very frsutrated in school and she just throw everything towards me. Especially with "HIM" telling all sorts of things and throwing everything to me instead of the guy. Why do i recieve this treatment? I feel so tired and angry. He just throw everything to me to do. Apprantly, he does nothing. Always saying he has a lot to do. WHAT?!?! i see him doing nothing. Crap!! Everything i do and now im dying already. I can't take this stress anymore. I just hope quickly one year zoom past. I can concentrate on my studies always ask me go down take the mic when he is there talking. Always asking me to do something when he is playing. CRAP!!! I can't take this anymore. I feel so tired and have the feeling to just DIE away. I feel so unhappy now. i havent ascend my workload increases 10x from my normal work. then i ascend 100x liao lor? I really regret listening to him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-9141951982957327628?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9141951982957327628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=9141951982957327628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9141951982957327628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9141951982957327628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/haiizsighs.html' title='Haiiz...*Sighs*'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-940613472021489178</id><published>2009-04-22T20:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T20:10:56.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy but happy</title><content type='html'>Life's is so busy today. Although the usual shouting from meng lao shi haha, then pratically did nothing today but i used the lift during recess then caught by mr zul. Waaa i swear that was a very nervous moment. I was so screwed by him lah. Anyway, dun feel like elaborating. After school, had meeting, the usual complaints and finally he decided to take note of what we always say. then clement say when give consent form then i reply, havent think cost you want give consent form. I was serious when i say i pratically dun care anymore. You all chose to listen to mr khai keep thinking that mid may then start planning. No time, THERE IS NO TIME. i just hope that this camp will be a successful yet active camp. but hope, if you all continue my plan, maybe today won't happen this time of thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plan food, logistic,bbq,games, so many thing. haiiz, im so disspointed&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-940613472021489178?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/940613472021489178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=940613472021489178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/940613472021489178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/940613472021489178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/busy-but-happy.html' title='Busy but happy'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5953844108563937538</id><published>2009-04-21T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T18:31:49.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heyz</title><content type='html'>Life's been pretty good this days. The life with no pe for 1 week is super precious especially with that stupid guy who always forced us. Anyway,yesterday went movies with larrty and han yi. we went to watch KNOWING. Pretty good i can say. Ending was just plain simple. A new beginning with adam and eve. i was like huhz?then now my parents are back form their holiday. They bought me a sling bag. Wooo, which i've always wanted. finally i owned one. today was pretty boring lahz. Never get scolded, usual joking with teachers when i sit at the front. After school, sat for a-maths test. FUCK lah, die le, sure fail liao, a lot ppl dunnoe how to do qns 3. DIe la, whole class fail again lorz. CCA was pretty simple. mavis keep molesting me, calling my name then touch my *ahem* (got young readers) BUT I SAY AGAIN,TYH CANNOT TOUCH ME FOR 1 WEEK. HMMM!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5953844108563937538?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5953844108563937538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5953844108563937538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5953844108563937538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5953844108563937538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/heyz.html' title='Heyz'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-495133695175486521</id><published>2009-04-19T17:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T17:40:56.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sundays</title><content type='html'>Today was the 4th and the last 2nd day of my parents and sister trip. HEHE, which means presents for me. tmr e-learning shit sia, wanted to go out, but mdm koh say ss must wait monday. ****, i wanna go out breathe fresh air. Anyway, ytd food and fun fair, was quite angry at sound department but partly it was my fault. Stupid TYH, punish you cannot touch me for 1 week, ( I'm Serious) *Editor Note: Seriously i think i get molested my TYH everyday* i wan sue him. Because of that lunch part. Then i acciently dropped the senhiser wired mic which cost 400 bucks. Waaa,fuck leh, i lost my mind when i setting up. It was super rush. i totally blank and just setted up as fast as i could. I dun blame anyone probably can say its my fault for it. I felt ashamed for that, i wish i would have dug a hole for me to put my head in. Today was quite a boring day, 1 to 1 on my laptop. It finally broke down like wad i expected the auto shut-down part. i switched to the Main PC and started using. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents: Some random pics i took this week+ 1 special pic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/?action=view&amp;current=RamdomPics013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/RamdomPics013.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Mr Larry aka Monkey *(Revenge Time)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/?action=view&amp;current=RamdomPics006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/RamdomPics006.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is mr Bronson. Ain't he cute? TYH sometimes say he's gay ( Always say this, Bronson ah NI HEN GAY LEH),LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/?action=view&amp;current=RamdomPics004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/RamdomPics004.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my name on the board, if i remember correctly, it was hafifi who wrote this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/?action=view&amp;current=IMG_1531.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i600.photobucket.com/albums/tt87/DeathyLord/IMG_1531.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my 2 SUPER UBER CUTE NEPHEWS BUT they are from australia. (YES, NEPHEWS,IM A UNCLE NOW)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-495133695175486521?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/495133695175486521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=495133695175486521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/495133695175486521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/495133695175486521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/sundays.html' title='Sundays'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3667507205319954882</id><published>2009-04-18T20:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T20:56:21.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry if my previous post offended anyone, maybe ita just because i was too angry that i made that, under human instinct, anyone can do some crazy thing just like me. im sorry if i offended especially him but i was totally not joking about the lunch part&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3667507205319954882?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3667507205319954882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3667507205319954882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3667507205319954882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3667507205319954882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/sorry-if-my-previous-post-offended.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2923183982589642893</id><published>2009-04-15T16:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T16:23:53.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Feel so stressed out, hoping this week end faster then usual. BUT THERE IS A CERTAIN PERSON IN MY BLOG BUT I DUN LIKE HIM TO KNOW MY BLOG. SHIT.... anyway this club been getting inactive more and more......i just feel so tuesday bluessssss.SAD!! dun wan to talk oso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2923183982589642893?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2923183982589642893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2923183982589642893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2923183982589642893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2923183982589642893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_15.html' title='...'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2727922146233899006</id><published>2009-04-13T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T13:10:44.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, was damn happy ytd. I got my w595 alr. I was made to choose lah....910 or 595. of cos choose as new more good. I promise i will be good,pa!! Internet broke down so never blog. Friday was like the best day. I WON IN MONOPOLY...wooo. I won Ian lao shi, anna lao shi, tu jun and cowen. haha!!! I started out very poor no hope cos build a lot of hotel. then no money. but a lot ppl keep touching on my house, then slowly earn 1k-2k money.&lt;br /&gt;slowly i got my money back. haha pwnz. Saturday nth much, went out with sis go her massage, I FINISHED MY TENCHU:SHADOW ASSASIN...WOOO!!! I complete the game, so easy. Then go see my australia cousin and nephew. Alexander and Jonathan. Im a uncle,lol. They ARE SO KAWAII!!!! i cant believe the cuteness they provide. Alexander likes to hug his daddy's legs. Jonathan likes to drool on people's shirt. Sunday go easter sunday service. Go my old house market have lunch. Homed at 4+. Accompany my pa to NTUC then dinner at home. GO COMPASS POINT CHANGE HP...WOOOO...i cant believe he finally decided to change. I realise something, my old phone 5070 trade in 10 bucks nia. Seriously i couldn't believe the stupid price they quote us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side complaint:&lt;br /&gt;I really can't believe, stop planning until mid may. YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND. Not like they want 7/24 meeting. Mid may=Mid Year exams. You do not understand just like last year how the camp failed so badly. you want me to stay focus on our motive but I AM DOING SO!!! I want the members to have 101% fun in the camp. Anyway, i've given up le. Let they all whatever they want. Finish early means more time on other stuffs. YOU WILL NEVER UNDERSTAND!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2727922146233899006?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2727922146233899006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2727922146233899006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2727922146233899006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2727922146233899006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/hey-guys-was-damn-happy-ytd.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2945162022594904391</id><published>2009-04-09T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T19:49:12.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saddest day of my life</title><content type='html'>Tmr is the 1 month from the date...i feel so unhappy today. Forced to do backstage. I sweat like no heaven...my whole uniform is like i just bathe and wore over it without wiping the water off. Because of this, im unhappy with him. Say wad get your piority right...wth? Test or media important. Freak sia, no time study still want me do. MA DE.... anyway, i hate him lah.....last time forced to see my blog now anger me. How would i have him as my superior last year. FREAK!! I feel so tired. although this week is a short week. Just feel like relax at somewhere peaceful. i call it my la-la land. Haha....in my dreams will have this. sian tio H&amp;W club...freak.... so tiring de lor....im dead for sure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2945162022594904391?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2945162022594904391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2945162022594904391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2945162022594904391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2945162022594904391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/saddest-day-of-my-life.html' title='Saddest day of my life'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7547921565162723335</id><published>2009-04-07T18:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:02:00.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling so down....</title><content type='html'>I've been feeling quite sad this few days....Napfa is like coming up....SSP is killing me....Test is still okay okay....I realise how hard it is to lead a club...It requires cooperation and more on Leadership Skill...I JUST LACK LEADERSHIP SKILL.....At least i still know that there are still some who are willing to listen to me. I dunnoe why its just that it makes me smile and laugh when i am with the members. Whenever i joked with them, i just feel that the emptiness is gone. Anyway, 2.4km new record 18min 58 sec....MY BEST SIA.... I didn't know i could do it either....anyway, i am so tired now. I just feel so down and happy now. It's almost 1 month where he promised me something....AND THAT STOOOOOOOOOPPPPIIIIDDDDD TYH MOLESTED ME, SO I ATTACK HIM BACK THEN HE CALL ME GAYYY...WAD THE......TYH IS THE REAL PERVERT...HMMZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does she know about that already?&lt;br /&gt;-Yi Xian&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7547921565162723335?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7547921565162723335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7547921565162723335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7547921565162723335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7547921565162723335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/feeling-so-down.html' title='Feeling so down....'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3080038879827015187</id><published>2009-04-04T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T16:05:23.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>My life is falling apart....im breaking down. No use forcing me, i really can't do it. Mr raj is like ****.....I know i can't do it then STOP FORCING ME? I wasted 3 mins on the road to rest, that's the worse 3 mins of my life. My whole body aches, i could not help myself and start walking, my liver part feel like someone kicking and punching it, very numb. April is sure gonna be a BAD MONTH. NAPFA,SSP,MEDIA (WHICH IS KILLING ME ALR). I've had enough already. Media is stressing me up. I Need a shoulder to cry on and a ear for me to talk to. I do not even dare to talk to the counsellers in school. Proves to be deadly....Anyway, For sure i know, i'm falling in love. That particular gurl just attracts me. My heart thumps like mad. I just want to say 3 words" I Love You" i did not have the courage to say......Till then....Monday is sure prove to kill me alr....PE **** LAH...SSP is like 1hr 30 mins difference in each....i really cannot get used to upper secondary life...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3080038879827015187?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3080038879827015187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3080038879827015187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3080038879827015187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3080038879827015187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='...'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7650553747236163828</id><published>2009-04-03T15:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T16:57:40.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**** off</title><content type='html'>Whichever Idiot using my name to write on my name PLEASE FUCK OFF, My name is not for you to use.....And that idiot scolding me a gay please FUCK OFF!!!!!.... Anyway my name is not for you to use at all, bastard....like you dun have a name at all must use people name......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, was pretty nice, Had pizza hut lunch that clocked up to 9 Bucks....A reward for a week survival..... But it like fucking dampen by that stupid guy which has no balls to write. But, i do know who is that....dun think that i do not know. Then today A-Maths, HE CALLED MY PHONE AND MY PHONE DID NOT ON SILENT MODE. I was like caught but didn't get confiscated. Mrs tan treated it as "a aeroplane which has a loud engine flew past our school." I was like trembling while the ringtone played. Sian sia, concfronted him, he say he is just checking my number and accidently press the call button. Waaaa fux.... Then afternoon go to CP with Clement, bron, yh,mavis to have lunch they are still playing monkey now. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone was offended by the earlier words, i seek your forgiveness, i was very angry with some stupid brainless guy using my name to post. No name ah, want scold scold in my face. FUCK OFF, WAN SCOLD, ON MY FACE. I ALREADY ANTICIPATE WHO IS THAT, JUST THAT FEW PERSON.....I CAN GUESS OUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3/4 month ,3 WHOLE WEEKS,21 Days,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7650553747236163828?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7650553747236163828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7650553747236163828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7650553747236163828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7650553747236163828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/off.html' title='**** off'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3206186219234550758</id><published>2009-04-01T21:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T21:32:18.237+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regretting</title><content type='html'>After the talk with my brother yesterday night, it makes me realise i wasn't good at the first place. I did not serve the purpose of Brother. Just like what he said "人在做,天在看" "What goes around comes around" I realise that whatever i do now, my sons grandsons would do double or triple back to me. This is just like Retribution. I realise that i was in the fault. My mindset took my mind into depression. I did not think properly, just keep thinking that i do not exist, my whole family hates me. I really regret my action. But to me, Sia Yi Xian is already dead. The one who writing now is a new Sia Yi Xian. I want to change and to change other people. I hope that people who are being offended by me Forgive Me. I have sinned. Forgive me Lord, I promise to change who i am now. i made this promise and swear i will keep my promise......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3206186219234550758?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3206186219234550758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3206186219234550758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3206186219234550758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3206186219234550758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/04/regretting.html' title='Regretting'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8558325948573187827</id><published>2009-03-31T15:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T19:56:41.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUCKZZZZZ</title><content type='html'>Today is fucking in a mess day. I got pretty Damn-ed up badly. Damn him lah....I really do not know what to do anymore. Nobody now trusts me....I'm seriously out of the blues blogging out of no reason. He just ask me diam then all the fuck and chee bye words coming out his mouth. Clement was like shouting then i shouted him back. I really do not know what is going on. Hey peeps, you may see the happy side of me today in class or anywhere else. But, i'm internally damaged.; I may look like counselling you but i am badly hurt too. I dunno what medicine i ate to flare up and cry today. i really do not what is going on in me. But, i'm trying my best to be pesismictic(wadeva this is spelled) but .... Nvm... I flared at jun wei who scolded me the chain then i shouted kpkb all the words out at him. Clement was like shouting at us to stop. I cried after being internally stabbed. I feel so pain in my heart, i just couldn't help it. Then, flared up the second time at my top voice. What in the world do they want from me? So kaypo for wad? Who i like also must ask until like secret message like that. Edmund even went to search for my blog. DAMN....I screamed at my top voice saying " CB LAR, TELL YOU ALL DUN SEARCH, YOU STILL SEARCH. WHAT YOU ALL WANT WITH ME" I ran off after that.....i Feel so internally damaged......but care for wad? Im dead in my family......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update 2:&lt;br /&gt;It's not like i dun want to let anybody know my blog but after being bitten one time, i learnt not to trust anyone with my blog anymore. Except trusted people, Many people across my life has never allowed me to trust them.....I hope you all understand why i turned aggresive when untrusted people enters my blog.....Sorry if i show too agrrgresive, but i really do not wish to trust anyone after bitten badly once......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8558325948573187827?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8558325948573187827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8558325948573187827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8558325948573187827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8558325948573187827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/fuckzzzzz.html' title='FUCKZZZZZ'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6378649477675824660</id><published>2009-03-30T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T20:07:36.639+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dunnoe how to describe lerz</title><content type='html'>ErrHem...Listen...yoohoo!! Kay...2 Weeks and 3 Days have passed. Okay, i'm still continue to wait. Always look on the bright side of life~! Today was a complete tiring and boredom day. A-Maths, piangz can go bang on the wall. The new NIE training woman is like complete boredom. Prefer Mrs Tan teaching and her screaming xD. Then Fizziks, Teacher never come. PE, 2.4 km came at 21 min 37 sec. at least i won boon kiat...wooo....my biggest achievement.Then all the conditioning craps. Was like trying so hard anyway i survived one week of conditioning. Then English was a free period, begged shawn for sweets..haha. Anyway after school, skipped my lunch. Help set up the finanacial thingy. Piangzzzzz E-Maths was a complete waste of my time. Time is precious it is equals to money very expensive to lose. Skipped Geog SSP, was like no mood, not feeling well. Headaches is killing me. Rested in innospace, was like wah heaven. haha xD. This morning argued with my bro. He is like so ****-ed. Think i sleeping never hear anything. He still say "tmr go kp him" I was like what the fuck...FUCK OFF WILL YA, ask me pay you, over my dead body will i pay him. Mindless Maggots. This family is CREATING MORE TROUBLE for me. Father douhbt me, Mother ask me do housework like crazy. Bro Fight with me like no heaven and hell and SIS still okay lah, at least he still a human to me. Other than that, all of the MIDLESS MAGGOTS. JUST DIE IN A HOLE. IM DEAD IN YOUR EYES ALREADY...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6378649477675824660?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6378649477675824660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6378649477675824660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6378649477675824660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6378649477675824660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/dunnoe-how-to-describe-lerz.html' title='Dunnoe how to describe lerz'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7819462024815402813</id><published>2009-03-29T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T20:08:36.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Countup</title><content type='html'>2 Weeks + 2 days, How long must i wait....srsly, im tired of waiting and im so gonna grew greed soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7819462024815402813?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7819462024815402813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7819462024815402813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7819462024815402813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7819462024815402813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/countup.html' title='Countup'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3066853527921420966</id><published>2009-03-28T19:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T19:59:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiiz</title><content type='html'>Its been 2 whole weeks...+1 day.... How long do you want me to keep waiting.&lt;br /&gt;i am so going to die soon. you keep wanting me to get w910i and that like it SUCKS in my eyes. I want to have w595 and my mind is not gonna change. When are you going to help me change it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw today do nothing, d/l movies,play mousehunt and slack all the way. I am so scared of mondays which is called monday bluesssssssssssssssssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3066853527921420966?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3066853527921420966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3066853527921420966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3066853527921420966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3066853527921420966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/haiiz.html' title='Haiiz'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-207360936423162497</id><published>2009-03-27T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T15:09:23.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do i deserve this SHIT?</title><content type='html'>It's been TWO WHOLE WEEKS and i am still...HERE!! With this stupid Handphone. Glad only my schoolmates know my blog. But It's 2 weeks aniversary. 2 weeks later would be a month aniversary. How long am i going stay on this stupid phone. When someone calls me, i can't hear very properly. :(  Anyway, i just have to be waiting and waiting. I really wish to have a w595. Next week big scheldue, seems to have a lot of toturous session. PE, bet Napfa training is coming....or Floorball. SSP,Remedial class, Extra class. I just can't feel happy at all!! This shit is killing me. Either got screwed at home or in school. Almost everyday, i will get screwed one time. I wanna change myself. Less Bossy, Less Greedy and Lesser of my bad character. I wish i can change to be a better person. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 Weeks Aniversary of Expired Nokia 5070&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-207360936423162497?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/207360936423162497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=207360936423162497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/207360936423162497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/207360936423162497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-i-deserve-this-shit.html' title='Do i deserve this SHIT?'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5947054657298037155</id><published>2009-03-25T20:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T20:30:35.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bottomless Pit...</title><content type='html'>I really feel that i am a bottomless pit. I really do not know what to do. I feel that i have eating disorder. I can't control myself when it comes to food. I'm really breaking down. Just now requested 20 bucks from my father, got repirmanded. But, i do not want to tell anyone in my family.especially what i discover on my own. They are treating me like a bastard in the family. Then my father scolded me " you want change handphone, still wan so much money" then my sister scolded me also " Your handphone still in good condition change for wad?" I am so disspointed in this family. This family breeds what i am today. Greed,Boss,pity and many many bad points about me. It's time i do some budgeting and cut down on my food amount. :( i feel so sad now........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5947054657298037155?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5947054657298037155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5947054657298037155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5947054657298037155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5947054657298037155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/bottomless-pit.html' title='Bottomless Pit...'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7626344077342314580</id><published>2009-03-24T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T21:04:55.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Promises ( Can say Confessment Post)</title><content type='html'>Of my whole life, I HATE PEOPLE WHO MAKE EMPTY PROMISES AKA PUT ME ON AEROPLANE. Seriously, the feeling is very heart-breaking. All i want is like any other kid. Have a computer to play, have a handphone to talk and have a family to discuss and consult. WHat i lack is a Handphone. It happened yesterday. My father ask me to clear my handphone, tommorow change handphone. I was HAHA, tmr change. When i'm sleeping, i'm even dreaming and aspire tmr to come more even faster. Okay, today, so went to compass point to wait for him. When i reach there, i wait and wait. Walk and walk. After what seems like eternity, he called me. I asked him where are you. He says AT HOME, WHERE ARE YOU, GO COMPASS POINT FOR WAD. NOT LIKE I CALL YOU GO THERE. I was WHAT?!?!?! You said you wanted to change handphone today. I was even aspire to change. He put me on aeroplane again. It's already been 11 days. He only briefly talk about my handphone. Why don't i get what i want and my brother gets all he wants. I feel like im a bastard in the family. I have different mothers with my brother and sister. I'm left out. From this family, i've grew to become a attention-seeker. Always finding people to know me, disturb people to gain attention from other people. 11 DAYS, still no news. Say want change, wan change, 11 DAYS...&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt; MOVEMENTS. My brother get a C902 and me, a stupid Nokia 5070. WHICH FUCKING SUCK LIKE HIM. From this family, i grew to become more bossy and xiao qi ( You may want to call it "WAN Bu QI") You want me to be fillal to you, can? DO YOU EVEN RESPECT ME? Since when i was 1 YEARS OLD. I never had a birthday present. While, i watch my friends around me, have PSP, Have WII. Have New Handphone. Yet what i have is &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;CRAP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Handphone- $0 at purchase ( NO MONEY INVOLVED)&lt;br /&gt;Laptop- Aunt's reward&lt;br /&gt;PSP- Aunt's Christmas Present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What i have to my name is not enough. I am really unhappy to be in this family. This is not a family. On Birhtdays, i get money as present from my grandmother and my aunt. My father, NOTHING!! Especially this year. I grew 1 year older yet NO CAKE. NOTHING TO CELEBRATE THIS YEAR. At least, my sister is caring enough to buy me a cake to celebrate. My friends in primary school has Birthday parties but me....People think that i grew from a poor family, not enough money to eat in school. People may even that i dun exist as i never celebrate my birthday. People eagarly waiting for my invitition to my birthday party but i never have anything to give them. They think i am a freeloader, go their party but never invite them to my house to celebrate. From this, i grew to Stealing. Hey everyone, dun need to shoo me after reading this. But, it is the absolute truth. I am a Thief when i was small. I began stealing a case of colour pencil, never got caught because i was only primary 2 . Indeed, it was a exciting act. Your heart beats like mad when you are doing the act. Primary 5 i started stealing pokemon toys. Okay, my greed took over my mind, this time , i got caught. I hid inside my bag but when i was away to toilet, they checked my bag and found the toys. The teacher didn't report to the school authority due to i was first offender. She hopes for me to change. I changed my target. I started stealing MONEY. In order to feed my @-Cash habit, i steal my mother's money. One time again and again. I was punished severely, Kneel-ed in front of a wall, REFLECTION TIME. I gradually changed after that kneeling. I stopped stealing when i reach secondary school. I learnt that it was wrong to do that. But still, in my family, my hands is already dirty since primary 5. It can never be cleaned in their eyes. How i frame my brother everytime and when my mother's money disspears, I get punished first, reprimanded for something that i did not do at all. They already have amindset that i'm a thief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, you all can shoo me if you feel uncomfortable to be with me. Thinking that i am still a thief but Last words : i realised my mistake already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this family, i have grown not to share anything, bossy and Thief MIND. I grew to become a "thief" because i want something so eagerly but it was always not approved. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you all think that what the hell am i writing so much about my past. Because what i am now is caused by THIS FAMILY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7626344077342314580?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7626344077342314580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7626344077342314580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7626344077342314580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7626344077342314580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/empty-promises-can-say-confessment-post.html' title='Empty Promises ( Can say Confessment Post)'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8145183882616018109</id><published>2009-03-23T21:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T21:18:02.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Need Help urgently</title><content type='html'>You know what? i discovered that the competition i supposed to be involved, we lost last position. I was like lol-ed. Seriously, its a disgrace to get last position when there is only 4 schools and 3 prizes. I was like, haha at yong shun. Seriously, its nothing to be proud off with mr pang putting up the banner outside the staff room when we got last position with this comment " OUT OF POINT" I like haha-ed at them. Anyway, today was a breeze. A-Maths, forced to write reflection. only 10 passed the test, i got 10/20. I was like "heng ah never fail" seriously, i super not happy with my marks. 10/20 is poor and needs BUCK UP. Physcis about third newton's law of motion. PE, FloorBall Test. Then played with wei teck and taufiq. In order to save the ball, i banged myself on the hall door then everyone's like laughing. I was "HUH? very funny meh?" but i didn't save the ball cos my floorball stick was like trapped in between the doors because i banged myself on the door. English did the Article Review about the Thumbtacks on the Aviva Ironman 70.3 race. After school, walked round the school while waiting for mr khai to come back. walk for liek 1 hour 30mins. Financial talk is seriously a waste of my precious time, i could have used that time to play mousehunt. Catch at least 10 mouses. What a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; Tags Replied:&lt;br&gt; Darilyn: Haha, but out of a sudden everyone started to call me Y-I Xian....LOL,i wonder where they get this name&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8145183882616018109?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8145183882616018109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8145183882616018109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8145183882616018109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8145183882616018109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/need-help-urgently.html' title='Need Help urgently'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3711489409986568427</id><published>2009-03-21T11:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T11:28:03.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dogs....( Contain Excessive Vulgarities,If Not Well,Please Do Not Read)</title><content type='html'>"HIM" still have the cheek to scold me fuck. He is such a noob coward. His the one who caused the root of problem yet he didn't realise it. He was the one who chased me away. The teacher reconise his work yet not mine? I really do not get it. He spent less than 3 days but without content yet i slogged my months to the teachers yet not being accepted. What FUCKING LOGIC I THIS? He was the one fucking bastard who caused this yet he still have the cheek to scold me fuck! Ta Ma De. I guess 8 Trigrams 64 Palms didn't work well. Guess i have to use Hachimon Tonkou and Asa Kujaku. It Looks Like This.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hachimon Tonkou &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8HHLS-CbCmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8HHLS-CbCmQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa kujaku&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W01pUrVaOcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W01pUrVaOcE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, He is out of his fucking bastard mind. And also, "HIM" have a new owner. I can say he is a dog. I adress him is "HIM2" Him2 is a bastard, faggot. Maggots grew in his brains already. I really do not get it. Is HIM so worth to be protected by HIM2. Sin Hui should know who. Last year same class with us and the fatter than me a bit de person. He is such a loser. People help HIM improve, Yet HIM2 came and scolded me. What fucking rights does he have. He did not even do anything good for the competition. He is such a FUCKING LOSER. CHEE BYE.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3711489409986568427?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3711489409986568427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3711489409986568427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3711489409986568427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3711489409986568427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/dogs-contain-excessive-vulgaritiesif.html' title='Dogs....( Contain Excessive Vulgarities,If Not Well,Please Do Not Read)'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3945415191094646138</id><published>2009-03-19T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:11:53.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sianz....i still cannot make my title text to move? Anyone can teach?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, i wan a box for tags replies? anyone has?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags Replied:&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn: Thanks, you're the best friend i ever had. Only you would do this counselling jobs. Haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3945415191094646138?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3945415191094646138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3945415191094646138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3945415191094646138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3945415191094646138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7932959491182044390</id><published>2009-03-19T15:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T22:13:53.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plain Day</title><content type='html'>Today was a very no feeling day. Can say happy, can say sad. "HIM" went to find me when i reach school for I/C Making.  Sin Hui, you should know who. The person beside me just now at the school gate is the him i'm talking about. He is still so arrogant, like act pity, ask me come back help them! i was like WHAT???? NANI?????? did i hear wrongly, he beg me to return!!! Waaaahhhhzzzz, still got the ****ing face to ask me come back after chasing me off. I insisted NO WAY, I'M COMING BACK. It's FINISHED, I QUIT!!!! At the first place, he chased me off. If i am in the naruto world, i will 8 Trigrams, 64 palms&lt;br /&gt;It looks like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zsGip3UpqeY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zsGip3UpqeY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i will pwn his ****ing ass. Anyway, i'm so not gonna come back no matter how he beg me. He chased me off now he wants me back. At least, i've found a new cave to stay now. WHO CARES TO LIVE IN THE SAME CAVE AS HIM????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tags Replied:&lt;br /&gt;Darilyn- I can't go on anymore, he chases me off, if i stay there, i really am wondering my existence at myself. Anyway, now he wants me back, i'm so not going to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yan Heng: Duh, if you all stop the mountains stuff&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7932959491182044390?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7932959491182044390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7932959491182044390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7932959491182044390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7932959491182044390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/plain-day.html' title='Plain Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2994577509587105730</id><published>2009-03-18T09:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T09:15:44.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused</title><content type='html'>I do not know what is going on already. Things were so well when he was introduced into the picture. I already lost to reality. I already lost the fight before i begin. Yesterday, i sent in my quitting sms. I really do not want to continue this competition, when we are fighting and killing each other. Overview of the story is simple. Last year december, when mrs tan ask me to join this competition. I was really happy. At least someone recongize my talent but not for long, if i had know this coming, i would never join this stupid competition, even the chances of winning is like 60% because only 4 schools participate. I wouls never imagine that scene where i raised the trophy high up with my team members. But of cause not with HIM. Febuary came, He was ****ing introduced into the picture. He snatched all my work, knowing this his skills is uber 10x powerful than me. But, if i had fought, this would not have happened. When we had a crossfire, the teacher almost announce whoose work is chosen, he whisper to me, "WO YING LE" . I was WHAT?!?!?!. I really can't stand this humilation anymore. This is an utterly disgraceful act. I would never wished that he will poke into this competition but he apparently started off with helping and when teacher knew he is intrested, he is introduced. Apparently, he snatched all my techical job, im fine. But the way he say wo ying le into my ears, i felt humilated, shamed in the public. I really can't imagine that he is still so happy in my face. I hate him. Now, even if i go, i have nothing to do, all thanks to HIM. Its like 2 Tigers living in the same mountain and CAVE. I left because i am willing to find another cave as my home. I really dun get it when my effort is unappreciated, my presence is also unappreciated. Why do i continue my effort on this stupid work, when it can pull my time down to the minumum. I will not have enough time to complete my holiday homework. I've been thinking whether to leave because i know HIM, will be a great threat. Thinking from last friday till now, making my decision to leave. I really do not get it, everything is so fine and why must he be introduced. What would you all do, if you are me?  I really do not want to continue anymore. Feeling very down........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2994577509587105730?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2994577509587105730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2994577509587105730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2994577509587105730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2994577509587105730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/confused_18.html' title='Confused'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-976256751907944539</id><published>2009-03-16T20:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T20:44:41.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TA MA DE!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Im now blogging with a heavy yet hot heart. I am just ****ing angered by him. He is a mindless freak. I really do not know how to survive this committee. It is falling apart one by one. Just like a broken ship, parts and parts are being washed away into the big blue ocean and never to be found again. I really do not know what to do. That freaking guy just out of the thin air , scolded me "Shut Up,Fatso" In my whole life time, i hate being called "fat","Fat Boy" "Fatso","Girl","Mountain" all the freaking names called by various people. I really hate being name called. So after he scolded me, i replied. "What?" "I also never provoke you" then he start saying "Just go die la" "Better die in a hole" " or what"...."Fatso" Being ****ing provoked, i scolded him back saying all those vulgarities i know at him. then he started to curse me so i curse him back. He is jsut a mindless freak? i also havent talk to him today except on the phone. Yet he started saying all ur fault.your fault biggest. What is the ta ma de problem with me. I really do not understand why he started to scold. Is there a problem with me that i still do not know. Except being hot tempered,bossy or such. I really do not have the temper to hold these crap he scolded at me. Now he like coward block me. Think i his punching bag, when he want to scold, he just scold. He did not ****ing hired me to be sccolded at. I really wish for peace but since he wants a war, i can give it to him anytime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-976256751907944539?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/976256751907944539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=976256751907944539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/976256751907944539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/976256751907944539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/ta-ma-de.html' title='TA MA DE!!!!!!'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5356580824387005949</id><published>2009-03-15T20:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:23:40.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to write</title><content type='html'>Today was the annual CIP we have. So dragged my super dead body out of my freaking mattress without anything but the floor. Soon, my back will be like a 80 years old ahma. Nvm this,Meet with darren for breakfast. Had carrot cake, Probably a can pass-ed carrot cake. Then, head to school for CIP. 10+am we reached bendemeer road. We were dispatched to start cleaning a flat. That old man so pitiful. His leg was like oh god...nightmares. But, his kitchen's stuff was so oily with a unknown substance. So oily, made my hands very dry. I survived anyway. Then lunch, wasn't that bad, managed to eat some nice stuffs. After everything, daily necessities distribution. While collecting our needed items. i was like being dee-siao by the hawker centre uncle. LOL, he very funy, but nvm, supposingly, we should have a adult to accompany us, but nobody help us. We managed to gave out to 8/10 houses. 1 not in, the other went overseas. Got 1 family, they say, give them the provisions,then they will pass it to them when they come back. But, 99% they will take and dun give them. So poor thing. we completed in less than 1 hours. Slacked at the hawker centre for 1 hour before assembling back. Was like called to say my reflecftion out. But the end, it was tired but meaningful being able to help them, was a good choice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5356580824387005949?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5356580824387005949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5356580824387005949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5356580824387005949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5356580824387005949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/nothing-to-write.html' title='Nothing to write'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-393864054610287559</id><published>2009-03-13T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:28:54.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>I feel so alone.....trapped in an alternate dimension. Yesterday's meeting wasn't so successful. Especially Larry and Eddie. They were so unconcentrative. When i say meeting ended, they just fly out. I really feel breaking down. Whatever we have done, was so useless. It's like nothing we can do. Then today, Changing handphone in less than 6 hours. WAHAHAHA But, it was so fucking dampen by certain group. We was to set up Haven, but i was the one carrying everything. I was so sad and unhappy, indeed nobody was helping me when that certain group was like watching soccer? WHAT THE ****!!!!! Then was told to bring extension. Ok i did it!! But when i go back then that guy asked me go help mdm zurina to set up laptop. But, That certain person asked me go help mdm zurina when he chose a easier location to set up,Library which is like less than 20  steps away from innospace. I FEEL SO SAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updated:[13/03/09 8.20pm]&lt;br /&gt;Sian sia, just came back from my PTM. Mdm koh say me very talkative. Then 2 ****ing thing i very sad. I failed my english and combined humanities. My father was like screaming away at me.... sian sia, i feel heartbroken. I was accused....i didn't expect geography to get big map. My father just dun understand me. Then today suppose to change handphone, but my father say still can use dun need change. I really feel left out in this home. Everyone have a proper bed whereras me? i sleep on a matress of cos. BUT, on the floor. He say from last year until now, going to get a double decker bed for me and my bro. But, till now, nothing...not even a piece of shit. Then when my brother handphone contract end. straight away buy c902 for him. Then we fucking still using my stupid nokia phone. Damn sia......This stupid nokia phone was quoted from him"still very fashionable, still can use, a lot people use now leh." my bro gets pampered while me. not even a piece of shit pampered on me. I really dun understand why. Feeling being left out. *Cries*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-393864054610287559?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/393864054610287559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=393864054610287559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/393864054610287559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/393864054610287559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1683192461934947232</id><published>2009-03-10T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T20:18:04.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Delima</title><content type='html'>I dunno why, i feel much more hatred with that certain person. He is like slacking and not wanting to do his job. I seriously feel very stressed to work under him. I really feel very tired. Then Andy came today. I was like jumped from video to go back to PA. Man......i really dunno how to be decisive. I lack in making decision. I just need a break but not a kitkat. haha, anyway, today mdm tami was like so angry. haha, i duno why...must be angered by 4E3. So sian now a days. i am feeling the immense stress as a VP. Maybe blogging regularly to spill out my thoughts helps more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1683192461934947232?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1683192461934947232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1683192461934947232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1683192461934947232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1683192461934947232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/delima.html' title='Delima'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1407075887579059959</id><published>2009-03-09T16:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T16:41:02.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz</title><content type='html'>That's my result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your view on yourself:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label1"&gt;You are down-to-earth and people like you because you are so straightforward. You are an efficient problem solver because you will listen to both sides of an argument before making a decision that usually appeals to both parties.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label2"&gt;You are a true romantic. When you are in love, you will do anything and everything to keep your love true.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your readiness to commit to a relationship:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label3"&gt;You prefer to get to know a person very well before deciding whether you will commit to the relationship.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The seriousness of your love:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label4"&gt;You like to flirt and behave seductively. The opposite sex finds this very attractive, and that's why you'll always have admirers hanging off your arms. But how serious are you about choosing someone to be in a relationship with?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your views on education&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label5"&gt;Education is less important than the real world out there, away from the classroom. Deep inside you want to start working, earning money and living on your own.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;The right job for you:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label6"&gt;You're a practical person and will choose a secure job with a steady income. Knowing what you like to do is important. Find a regular job doing just that and you'll be set for life.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;How do you view success:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label7"&gt;You are afraid of failure and scared to have a go at the career you would like to have in case you don't succeed. Don't give up when you haven't yet even started! Be courageous.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;What are you most afraid of:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label8"&gt;You are afraid of things that you cannot control. Sometimes you show your anger to cover up how you feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;Who is your true self:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span id="Label9"&gt;You are mature, reasonable, honest and give good advice. People ask for your comments on all sorts of different issues. Sometimes you might find yourself in a dilemma when trapped with a problem, which your heart rather than your head needs to solve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not post anything today. Dun have the mood&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1407075887579059959?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1407075887579059959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1407075887579059959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1407075887579059959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1407075887579059959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6313705845165877585</id><published>2009-03-08T18:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T18:55:11.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Need Of SuperGlue</title><content type='html'>Hmmmm....nothings seems to be changing. I really wish to change this club to a more fun and lively club. But every steps we take has more than 60% risk....either getting scolded the teachers or members dun like it....Feeling so stressed out...This week's plan  is so gonna filled by the teachers instead of me. Monday need rushed finish the website. Tuesday CCA. Thursday Meeting. Left wed and friday. Haiiz Stress....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6313705845165877585?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6313705845165877585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6313705845165877585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6313705845165877585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6313705845165877585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-need-of-superglue.html' title='In Need Of SuperGlue'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-900567646932407033</id><published>2009-03-06T18:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T18:51:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confused~??</title><content type='html'>I'm so confused now....I really dunnoe what to do? Anyway, super in a delima. Sometimes, i really need a shoulder to lean on. I feel so tired and stressed out. We want to make this club a Successful and a very big successful camp where we have fun. But they do not know when to play and when not to play. I've got like emo freaks, quiet freaks,hyper active freaks and moderate freaks. And i am like so WTF.... the whole thing is falling apart. I seriously have no help and no idea what to fix back the hole that is cracking. I really do not wish to think but i just can't help it. I really really wish to make it back to where it was. Anyway, today was quite a breeze. Geography, the usuals. with mdm tami talking about workbook questions. E-Maths, continue 3.4 about inequalities word problems and stack of homework also. I really want to learn from ke tat. The homework of infinite dooms. Haha, dun be scared if you see your sentence here. Then, A-Maths. 2.4 more graphs and even more graphs. Recesss usual stuff. eating the same old stuff on every friday. then SS, talk a lot about NHS then do practise. Haiiz, i seriously hate History. Then after school, have to report to mrs tan. Owe her a website for competition. Rushed it out, finished by 3++. Shocked to here only 4 schools participate in the competition. LOL, 3 schools win 1 school lose. I wish to win and i am determined to win. Haha. Then after the website, small group meeting on camp. Then slacked all the way. Then just not long ago before i made this post, i argued with my ****ing brother. Why can't he just understand me? He seriously have to understand me more. Saying " You have to listen to me to on the air-conditioner" i was like Na Bei, I listen to you, think i your dog. Then he reply i never say u r dog mah. Sometimes, you do not have the mindset that you are not scolding him. You have to think of your opposite side. How does he think if i said this words. Will it harm him? He just dun get it especially, surviving 15 years as his brothers, he still do not understand that i am super hypersensitive. Even people with me less than 2 years knows that point like hell. Although, they still literally poking me, insulting me. But, i have to learn to control my temper. Although, i do not control my emotion well, i am willing to learn  and tolerate. My world is really like the world of infinite doom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-900567646932407033?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/900567646932407033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=900567646932407033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/900567646932407033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/900567646932407033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/confused.html' title='Confused~??'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5298311245756160658</id><published>2009-03-03T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T20:04:56.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Wrong</title><content type='html'>After seeking andy and asking for explanation, I knew i was wrong. From here, i wanna apologise to people who was directly hurt by my words and those who are indirectly affected. I really regretted my action upon this. I wanna gain respect and be respected. I want to break the ice within our Committee. I always remember Committee=Committed. This was said from andy for like ten over times. HAHA....Anyway, Chemistry wasn't so proud of. 29/50. Freak sia.......A-Maths 27/40... I won YH sia....HAHA....actually 24 but   teacher never mark one of the question so after mark 27 haha...i was like so happy with a B3. Pwnz...anyway, changed blogskin and tagboard. wanna try shoutmix see good a not.. anyway, i hope to break the ice within the committee....till then chiong my HW Byesss...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5298311245756160658?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5298311245756160658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5298311245756160658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5298311245756160658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5298311245756160658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/im-wrong.html' title='I&apos;m Wrong'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4624760841179211873</id><published>2009-03-02T18:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:44:31.285+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right or wrong?</title><content type='html'>I really dun understand why is this happening? Am i doing the right thing by seeking andy for advice or should i continue my own style of working. I'm so in a delima.(Sorry for bad english).&lt;br /&gt;I always wonder maybe its time for me to publish my blog. I've tried to minimize my vulgarities. But, one thing is for sure, i can't fully curb it, you know, in the 21st century, as young as pri 3. students noe how to say fuck but dunnoe the meaning. Haiiz, kids..... I wanna grow up and be matured. I wan to be less bossy and less annoying. I want to revive the dead club.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what can i start off?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any ideas? If happened to see this andy or shannon, pls do advise ty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been pretty happy this few days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics 37/50     74%/100%&lt;br /&gt;E-Maths 27/40   67%/100%&lt;br /&gt;A-Maths ??/40   ??%/100%&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry ??/40 ??%/100%&lt;br /&gt;EL ??/40               ??%/100%&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4624760841179211873?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4624760841179211873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4624760841179211873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4624760841179211873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4624760841179211873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/03/right-or-wrong.html' title='Right or wrong?'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8472767252327031537</id><published>2009-02-28T11:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T11:18:39.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes.....</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, life is hard and they are always not true to themself....they hide their emotion just like me. i love to keep quiet but sometimes i complain to myself, i dun have true friends ever since pri 6, the gang of 5, i do not have 1 single true frens. people who get close me like a few certain person all because of food, so that he can snatch my food. I srsly think dunno what is going on. I really dun have any idea what is wrong with me. I am like so super bossy every since last year when i first step up as a committee. I know many hate me, i am truly aware of that. They dun like me bacause of my attitude. I know i have an attitude problem. I am so super bossy just like cao cao in red cliff 2. I go to a place with hearts in full and someone will help me pour away the fullness of my heart. i really can't understand. I need advice after seeking andy, i really what to know before i truly step up, what is wrong with me. I really can't understand what is the problem. I really want to change myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8472767252327031537?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8472767252327031537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8472767252327031537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8472767252327031537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8472767252327031537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes.....'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-971908989779537747</id><published>2009-02-27T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T18:51:46.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzZ</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, life can make you like so WTF.....Life is like so boring, everytime is either you bully people or people bully you...i was like called "Mountain" out of the ****ing rusuell mind, which has nothing good in his head. I was like so "Ma De" But most of the time, i am seating elsewhere and he has noone to target on. But when i change place, That ****ing Unable to grow up, mindfreak larry kept disturbing me. Through his Art of Larry-KungFu Style missing for more than 1000 books and who knows it resurface again on earth&lt;br /&gt;1st Chapter: Talking Non-Stop&lt;br /&gt;It  kills off almost all ur HP. Like more than 11/12 of the HP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd Chapter: Kicking my chair&lt;br /&gt;This is the like most killer move, cos it makes u distracted from the teachers and makes u angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd and last Chapter: Poking me at the back with his Uber Zampakutou.........................A highlighter.....&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, This is The REAL BANKAI KILLER MOVE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps too much anime for me. Back to topic.... He did the act and didn't have the guts to admit he is in the wrong. But not like i got into 3E4 and 3E5.... 3e4 got theft 3E5 got bullies...I worry ke tat, he is like me but in the sec 2 level. With The doggy sean and Faiz, Nothing goes right, Saw them smoking in camp.Haiiz Dogs do no smoke, they die at smoke. I wonder how did he survive,Dun tell me its the power of the dog (refer to jackie chan adventures) Power of the dog....Immortality. Haha,pwnz.... Nvm, Today is like so breeze. Geog first, mdm tami with her beautiful scream or "Yes, Sweetheat" or "Yes,Dear" Wow....goosebumps....E-Maths next, wow ms shen decided to start a new topic.....chapter 3 on this linear inequalities....Wow i got so like WTF up.....This is not the killer....A-Maths was.....It was this Chapter 2.3 with the dunno wad sketching of graph,,Piangz.....i got like huhs? Huhs? Wah lao eh?......i was like lol-ed i dunno how to do...with a new integrated Completing the Square...which i never see before de method....then recess....lucky i left at bell....Mrs tan went to settle fighting case so left class early...Lucky...if not i would be like Oh SHIT.....im so gonna fail chapter 2 test.....Then Reces, didn't have appetite but managed to eat some wantons...i love stall 4 wantons which is only avaliable on friday....i really wish friday was everyday....After recess, got SS test, managed to answer the SEQ but dunno how much..... after school went to see mr khai, clement was there and so is ms neo. Went to see her, she was like nagging at us. Because of larry and eddie (if see ur name here please do not be scared) we need to help clear the mess, seriously, i really hope the club has some responsibilty and sensibility. They do not listen to me.Anyone have ideas please leave a tag ty.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so like not going to trust "him" again, expected result after reading his friends blog...i was like expected that day to come....Why am i being criticized? What have i done?  What i did was maybe a little disrespectful ....I feel very heavy in heart. I decided from this post onwards.... I'm willing to hear what you have to say....I am willing to learn from my mistake...What i need is  just 1 MORE CHANCE, just this once. I really seek your forgiveness...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-971908989779537747?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/971908989779537747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=971908989779537747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/971908989779537747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/971908989779537747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/zzz_27.html' title='ZzZ'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1380821229942291824</id><published>2009-02-24T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:36:47.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZZZ SIANZ</title><content type='html'>Haiiz, indeed im crazy. Doing this while mr khai is teaching the members. I'm like finally decided to tell mr teo about the matter. I was like should i tell a not or should i keep it mum about it. I decided to say, Shit..Let's tell it, count one step at a time . Let's see what is the after result. Today is like super boring. CT AND MORE CT. I was like ruined, i never even study last night writing like a 1000 word reflection to mr teo about the complaint. I spent at least 1 hour on that stupid e-mail. I find it meaningless for this as HE IS LIKE SO OUTDATED and is like Clothes thrown inside a storeroom to make way for new clothes. Hmmmm what can i say about him. He is childlish and thinks he is the greatest and that noone can ever take over him as his Retired "President"....His working style sux....He is never the greatest and never the best. At least someone will eventually or should i say he is being taken over already. He only knows how to drill people and never letting anyone to drill him. Listen up : He is so not the greatest and not the best.End here HE IS SO NOT GREAT IN MY EYES, Thinks rumours are truths. HE HAS RETIRED...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1380821229942291824?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1380821229942291824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1380821229942291824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1380821229942291824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1380821229942291824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/zzz-sianz.html' title='ZZZ SIANZ'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6432034973313940955</id><published>2009-02-23T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T20:32:19.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZzZ....</title><content type='html'>Probably, you all will think i am crazy. This few days facing much stress, be it studies or CCA. Just the CCA can cause headaches and many more syptoms. After getting that certain person scolding me, i was like Damn, Those bitches and bastards do not know what is TRUTH. They suck at truth. What they know can never be the truth cause they do not understand what we are facing. We are not fiting with mr teo. Mr teo is a nice guy, i am just at my volcano limit when scold that word. I've truly regretted why i have done that. Since i know that i must talk it out, probably that certain person is gonna get screwed or maybe mr teo may protect them. I'm so in a delima. I do not know what to do, where to go. I suddenly lost the will of life. What I've Done has cause so many harms. It all began from me, but do they need to scold me. I was like So Damn Pissed at his post. Mr Khai told me to dun care. But i do not think so, at some point of your life, things cannot be dunc are or just happy go lucky. I'm so like do not know what to do. But probably, mr teo has the rights to know. Apprently, this is call slandering, i never offend that certain person yet he came to scold me. Does he even have the rights to do so. I'm so like pissed!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6432034973313940955?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6432034973313940955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6432034973313940955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6432034973313940955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6432034973313940955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/zzz.html' title='ZzZ....'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-2756828792330440827</id><published>2009-02-21T09:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T09:54:25.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Enpty Headed</title><content type='html'>Still feeling moody this few days. Saw that Freaking Guy who scolded me yesterday still can down there give faces act cool. Shouldn't have told bronson about it. Expected bronson would tell that freaking person. Seriously, i wan a public apologise to me. This no shame guy. Hate him forever.i told joanne that soon, you will see what happen to her would repeat this year. Both hating the same person. She sucks. Freak her man.........Must'nt let this affect my common test. Common Test coming right up. Must stay cool and not fail this tests. After common test, im so gonna talk to mr teo about this. I believe he have the right to know this matter.Untill then i must go and study&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-2756828792330440827?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/2756828792330440827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=2756828792330440827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2756828792330440827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/2756828792330440827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/enpty-headed.html' title='Enpty Headed'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5418970172492691804</id><published>2009-02-19T15:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:10:59.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empty Heading</title><content type='html'>Today also another straight forward day. Starting was chemistry, also pretty bores. Seriously revising something that you learnt a little bit in lower secondary all the crystallization, filtration,distillation,choromatography. Seriously Super draggy. Then MT, That Bitch is like so ******************(Dunno what vulgarity is this, but i want make it longer.)... Then EL came. Fucked badly. She was like scolding the whole class for not being attentive. Understanded the importantance of english. Then recess, ate very fast and darren say,"Shen de, chi ne me kuai" I         was like lol-ed. i eat very fast then jing sheng came and said "chey wo ke yi bi ta chi gen kuai" i also lol-ed. Then Freak A-Maths. Gone through 2.1 all the alpha and beta. Sianz....Then fizziks test. scored 14/15. HAHA i pwned.....WTF.......Then NE lesson, made postcard on "what will you defend?" Was the first to finish and mdm koh say i well done and gave me a pen. LOL....Pen Nia, i hoped for PSP.lolz.....After school talked to mr teo, Want us discuss on How to make the club more lively? The club is so dead. Freak.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what word again. But clement wanted to stay back, mr khai say 30 mins then come back sianz....clement say dun wan wait then go home. Waiting for clement to online then i can discuss with him. Anyway till then, GoodBye&lt;br /&gt;Super Angry:&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i really cant imagine, think i cannot find after changing, still wan say people bad mouthing people. Who is bad mouthing. people stress, ur prob? So what if i never listen to you, i got my working style, you got ur own, why care other people. want to keep the room got prob issit, say people no balls, people got say u a not. Never say you, want to argue so much. The club change from whatever you did, your prob. Say mr teo good guy, i kept quiet, i was only angry with him over certain issue. What's the problem? Say people balls small think urs very big ah. My fault for writing wrongly. But i and that certain person wants to fight for the room. We want to keep the room cannot ah. Mr teo also dun wan fight. Fight war is verbal war, verbal buy gun offence la dey. I say Fuck Nia, Got prob issit. Dun tell me u never say before. I'm Unhappy with you can a not! Say on your blog, think i cannot read issit.!! Hate You, Since the day we met, we are born to be enemies. I never like your working style. Got problem, write blog, stress ur prob?....Wake up wad idea, think you very great ah. Pile of Shit....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5418970172492691804?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5418970172492691804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5418970172492691804' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5418970172492691804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5418970172492691804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/empty-heading.html' title='Empty Heading'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3606362803070645121</id><published>2009-02-18T21:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T21:15:44.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiiz....~!</title><content type='html'>Facing Much Stress This few days, Supposed to help my teacher do the bloggy thing but never, sometimes, i really hate my ownself. I don't respect myself and yet want people to respect me. Especially Eddie Wong is not listening to his senior's words, say wad " Wo bu ting ni de leh,Yao Ni Guan" Then im like so pissed off and just keep silence. All I want to do is to minimise the sound in General Office, Constantly recieving conplaints. I am like now at the top of my volcano. Argued with my bro yet again. He made me realise all along, im the one in the wrong. Whatever i do, is always a mistake. I hate myself, Seriously, at least i want to do something that outshines my previous records, let me earn something for myself, Let me have a chance to do something for Infocomm Club @SKSS. Seriously, I really Hate mr teo for not planning well, at least do some discussion with us instead of straight away ask us a agree to something so reluctantly. Whatever i do is always rejected by him, A simple change have to like send in black and white to the boss. Seriously, This is not my kind, I dun like this life. I am like super tired and stressed out. What can i do to be less bossy. Im like so not a good leader. To lead is to care, I care for the members yet i dun get at least 20% of respect, All i want is a club that respect each other and self. I dun wan any "Sick of this Club" Attitude. They are usually forced to come. I dun like this, I want to make this club more lively and more running on its own. This is what i am going to accomplished and my only achievement that will outshine all the achievement i made. Sorry if u think, you waste 5 minutes of your life, reading my post, Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3606362803070645121?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3606362803070645121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3606362803070645121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3606362803070645121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3606362803070645121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/haiiz.html' title='Haiiz....~!'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7373436827611664833</id><published>2009-02-13T20:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T20:40:35.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cross Country</title><content type='html'>I really have been thinking the school is mad and crazy in planning and making planning. Why the hell would they want a cross country at the mid day of afternoon. I was like sweating profusly when i reached there though the bus was cold. So it all started in the morning, had 2 piece of bread with 1 cup of coffee. I seriously need coffee to keep me going if not i would either fall asleep or faint. Then Geography, still never bring my file, heng never scold me haha.  Then E-Maths, the biggest scheldue for next week, extra class, ssp and remedial. Wah Laosssssss.....Then A-Maths, Heng teacher never scold again. Our Recess was dominated by mdm koh, Freak, Lucky i ate more than usual in the morning if not i would be growling.&lt;br /&gt;After school which ended earlier at about 11.20am. I went to find mr khai, which was in lab 3. Started to prepare equipments. Was told on last week, the school had external vendor to mend sound, i was like what??????  But when i reached there, the sound system was like so basic with only knobs to control worse, there was noone to vend the system, i was like where are all the level and high mid low. i was expecting bigger than what it turned out. Probably school got budget haha.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, their term of external vendor was not there, i tot they go to the toilet. haiiz, so budget until no people come and help.Lucky still was saved by us.&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired while waiting for people to come in in finish line. i really felt like sleeping]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 6pm, we were like so ready to go home but the bus left without us, we were like though we were stranded on the park. Lucky, i and edmund went back school by ms tan's car.&lt;br /&gt;We were like planning how to go back school, lucky, we made it out of tampanis through TPE. Reached school, wanted to archive the pictures, bronson say monday then do. WTF???&lt;br /&gt;Then on the way home, i saw andy whose face look so glum and black, must be unhappy during CNY performance. Anyway, i gotta go and rest, Bye World!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7373436827611664833?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7373436827611664833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7373436827611664833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7373436827611664833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7373436827611664833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/cross-country.html' title='Cross Country'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4091502929304252836</id><published>2009-02-11T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T20:24:45.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ran out of ideas to write this space</title><content type='html'>Anyway, today is pretty not so straight forward....Can my day get any worse than today?&lt;br /&gt;First lesson E-Maths, Blame that Taufiq, Our class was like so screwed by ms shen,that lady devil.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, i was fucked badly today, had to stay back due to incomplete work, Freak, Blame that curve ruler i bought at popular,it is so hard and my graph turned out so zig zaggy. Had to re-draw that line, lucky i was like 2nd to complete because the last person had to pass to ms shen the 8 people book, im so in the anti-ms shen mood.....Then gave our test and re-test result, i was merely passed 16/32(total) Test 4/16(i didn't study, due to u know who wanted to talk to me) Re Test 12/16(for once i passed her test), i bet big time im gonna attend her remedial. After maths, i went round seeking for flexible curve and graph paper. That lady devil said do not bring graph paper and flexible curve anymore, but she said she wanted to use today. Freak, I was like Awww FUCK. Then Chinese Lesson, continued our zhao ju ce yen, Sianz....i didn't study 1 bit, bet i failed big time. CME lesson came, haha pretty much got screamed and shouted by mdm koh, Due to people gambling at the basketball court and certain person got caught with ciggarettes. Mdm koh screamed at us. Then now my CME file is fuxxing missing. Freak Sia, I wish that person return my file and fuck off my file and dun take without permission. SS pretty bores, Friday recess became SS Period, probably no recess for us. Sianz.......(friday has a lot fried stuff).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then afternoon got committee meeting. I seriously hate a few person. They apprently hate me yet still stab me (chinese we say, Zai Ren Bei Hou Cha Yi Dao).I was pretty blank at a certain times. I really cant imagine how the new committee gonna survive if everyone is so playful when everyone is friends and dun work together, am i and clement gonna work our asses out. Im so not gonna get so involved in these piece of shit cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying to refrain from swearing, last sunday church class made me feel very guilty and hopeless as a christian. I really have offended god and really feel so hurt if i am the god and people hurt me like this. I really feel so hopeless as a christian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye peeps, I really need to think over and make up my mind till then i really need to fan xing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To KeTat: If you are reading this, Please Cheer Up Kay? World is not ending if those ******* and ******** dun like you, then tit for tat, butter for fats. Dun care them, Crying does not mean u are an ah gua. Seriosuly who never cry in their whole life, everyone cries probably, you are in ur state of puberty, Emotion may not be able to control and when you are happy you feel down...OK Stop the Biology, im so never take biology in school, Anyway Cheer Up K? Hope to see you in CCA soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4091502929304252836?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4091502929304252836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4091502929304252836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4091502929304252836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4091502929304252836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/ran-out-of-ideas-to-write-this-space.html' title='Ran out of ideas to write this space'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1078789711695149598</id><published>2009-02-10T20:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:03:54.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring~!!</title><content type='html'>School is so gonna get boring,&lt;br /&gt;Im so in the hate school Mood&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, a miracle happened today,&lt;br /&gt;Soon Tat finally talk to me regularly.&lt;br /&gt;I was like " Soon tat jiang hua leh"&lt;br /&gt;He only keep quiet but give me that smile.&lt;br /&gt;OO......This is a miracle.&lt;br /&gt;Apprently,there are secrets kept by some people,&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that the certain person is hiding something.&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot imagine larry and a few person joining Infocomm Club Committee,&lt;br /&gt;I really cannot take it.&lt;br /&gt;Innospace cannot take too much noise&lt;br /&gt;but still got so much noise, larry and eddie playing like mad,&lt;br /&gt;a few people shouting and playing&lt;br /&gt;Freak Sia, I feel so like bashing them,&lt;br /&gt;So fucking noisy.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sorry for inactiveness, im so not going to post,&lt;br /&gt;as weekdays are spent with studies and dramas&lt;br /&gt;Weekend is either spent with family,friends or church.&lt;br /&gt;Bye World, will asap post again&lt;br /&gt;untill then,BYE!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1078789711695149598?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1078789711695149598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1078789711695149598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1078789711695149598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1078789711695149598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/boring.html' title='Boring~!!'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4211279181637928379</id><published>2009-02-07T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T12:21:07.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry Peeps!!</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the lag of posts this whole week&lt;br /&gt; To the No Balls  Guy  who left a message(which i deleted) without his name: No Balls dun dare leave ur name, Khai is the best guy to save Media Club, What's ur fucking problem? I showed the mr khai the message, i also check ur IP Address, Noob Shit dun leave name go singtel check, sure find ur fucking beautiful name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry about all the fuck and fuck words up dere, this is wad happen when i am super angry. This few days is super busy, i am like so stressed out, fighting for the rights  of innospace, but i think its 90% confirmed closed, and that ms goh, say " i'm trying to find a room with air conditioned for u all" i doubt she would do that, but i must say this is the only word that ever assured me. Yesterday while on Media Duty, heard the sec 2 streaming talk, this world is getting so integrated, this year they got computer studies, so good, i oso wan. Then O level now got physical education, so good, SAD..........but i oso cannot join haha. super unfit, ok i shall stop here, so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4211279181637928379?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4211279181637928379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4211279181637928379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4211279181637928379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4211279181637928379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/sorry-peeps.html' title='Sorry Peeps!!'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7331285438235963440</id><published>2009-02-01T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T20:19:37.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues</title><content type='html'>I hate mondays, must have PE, this week and next week conditioning for cross country, i oso not running still need run like mad, and my throat gets very dry after about 1.2km run furthermore, have to endure for 1 more round, apparently, i am super unfit. then after running still need do so many things sianz........i hate mondays.....this week super lots of test, sianz....ting xie oso havent study, die le lah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7331285438235963440?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7331285438235963440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7331285438235963440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7331285438235963440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7331285438235963440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/02/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-3455699996354959997</id><published>2009-01-28T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T18:31:33.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Very dissapointing day</title><content type='html'>Today was a day i never would want to happen again, unknowingly,Media Club is fighting a war with mr teo and ms goh. Bet you all peeps didn't know. I was so unknowingly dragged in. Let me do some description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the CCA Leaders talk, supposingly i should go but i am super tired, the war almost drained all my energy talking to mr teo. I went to see mr teo as i was not able to go for the CCA leaders talk. Then he started to talk all the crap and say i about i using handphone during events. As our walkie talkie broke down, we had to use handphone then say was all the shit and craps. He still want to blame Mr Khai. .  I HATE HIM, Still say want to confiscate our handphone. I HATE HIM!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-3455699996354959997?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/3455699996354959997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=3455699996354959997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3455699996354959997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/3455699996354959997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-dissapointing-day.html' title='Very dissapointing day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8521285846913296147</id><published>2009-01-25T18:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T18:38:50.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Recaps</title><content type='html'>Haha, decided to do some recaps for no reason, cause im waiting for my steamboat dinner with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I remember, first day of PE, After measuring our height and weight,&lt;br /&gt;im going at 1.72m and 86 kg ( after new year sure grow to 89-90kg)&lt;br /&gt;Then after that BK came to our area and said " MA DE, i 89 kg." waaaa, i lighter than BK, haha, now at least not like last year bk keep bullying me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then 2 weeks later (should be), single photograph taking, i prepared to take off my specs to take photo but  Kai Jie and Siva told me "wear your specs lah" like i look ugly without my specs, actually that should be my first time wearing specs to take my photograph, i wonder how it looks like, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im like so pissed off, argued with my bro again, he is such a demanding person, i hate him. I dunno why i must share room with him, he suck big time. Like everyone must do his way and no 2nd way. So pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr is CNY Day 1, I like day 1 because most ah pow on that day. but got Church Service sianz.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway going to steamboat, bye World :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8521285846913296147?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8521285846913296147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8521285846913296147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8521285846913296147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8521285846913296147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-recaps.html' title='Some Recaps'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8742412035183442772</id><published>2009-01-24T10:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T10:54:05.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fuck you "Media"</title><content type='html'>Read my tagboard today, some freaking media person spammed my tagboard, so fuck off.&lt;br /&gt;CNY Rehearsal Is so failed, It only showed some light during the real performance,&lt;br /&gt;i was so like dunno what to do and dun wan to do mood&lt;br /&gt;im like so fucked up during the rehearsal, i bet i dropped quite a few hairs,&lt;br /&gt;i was like under big stress,&lt;br /&gt;I was like backstage-phobia, i hate backstage, its so freaking hot.&lt;br /&gt;And big thing during the real performance, walkie talkie broke down, we used our handphone.&lt;br /&gt;faggot, teacher nearly confiscated my phone.mannn.,......can my day get any better than this.&lt;br /&gt;i was like under stress, and have the feeling that, i do not want to do backstage anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Worse of all, A "you-know who" dun wan to do backstage,keep pushing to me untill i got fucked up and did once more backstage. Haiiz, seriously can my day get any worse than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after CNY performance, during a maths, seriously got fucked badly, i was like dun understand wad teacher teaching, im so like gonna perservere, if not if i dropped my a maths, i am like left 5 o level subjects. So fucked up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the fucking "Media" : its not up to you to judge SK Infocomm Club, SO fuck off my blog, this is not a SK infocomm club blog,so freaking GTFO of my blog., CNY rehearsal Fail so wad, dun think i dunno who you are i just dun wan to tell, so fuck off. Its not up to you to judge us. and btw, if the you know who is referring to me, just stfu, i noe better than you then what's happening&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8742412035183442772?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8742412035183442772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8742412035183442772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8742412035183442772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8742412035183442772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/fuck-you-media.html' title='Fuck you &quot;Media&quot;'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8767113195210950885</id><published>2009-01-21T15:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T15:38:33.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>Today me Birthday Boy.&lt;br /&gt;Morning Wake up see got cake on the table,&lt;br /&gt;Thought is someone else de!! but i also don't think that its mine.&lt;br /&gt;Go to school, managed to hide my birthday boy identity till chinese lesson&lt;br /&gt;Told BK, BK told Wendy,Wendy told jiajun but still no birthday song&lt;br /&gt;After Chinese, CD lesson told YH, YH told Mavis,Mavis told mdm koh, this time got birthday song&lt;br /&gt;HAHA, its been so long i've heard birthday song.&lt;br /&gt;Kenna punished never bring CME file, write 300 word reflection Piang,Managed to complete in time.&lt;br /&gt;After school go innospace, saw BK and HY on the way, wanted to treat me at kopitiam, but at least i got a drink treat from CR,BK and HY. HAHA....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hate my brother, had a arugment went him yesterday, HATE HIM FUCK HIM&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8767113195210950885?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8767113195210950885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8767113195210950885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8767113195210950885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8767113195210950885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5342559774158890014</id><published>2009-01-20T13:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T13:17:06.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sweetest Day</title><content type='html'>Hellox Peeps..!! I suddenly felt that i and sin hui became more closer than usual, i still remember the days in 2E4, we were like arch-enemies fighting and arguing everyday. Maybe its because the camp that pull us together. Writing this post in my CCA room. Today morning, i went to raffles hospital for my x ray scan. Result was Bone Fracture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JK la..... I remember i told sin hui in class just now No Fracture, but i dunno why she heard untill Bone Fracture. I was lol-ed(no offense to sin hui). HAHA Later got CNY rehearsal. Sianz, hate this event.  I WANT TO SLEEP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5342559774158890014?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5342559774158890014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5342559774158890014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5342559774158890014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5342559774158890014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/sweetest-day.html' title='The Sweetest Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7458002881117590421</id><published>2009-01-17T19:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T19:47:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 3</title><content type='html'>Linked&lt;br /&gt;Last Post 3/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3: Super SUAY....So suay untill i dun wan to say... Morning woke up at about 6.50, SO Energetic. HAHA, this does not last long. In a turn of eye, It was our 1st activity which is the most fatal. Not knowing the incoming accident coming to me. It was Challenge Village. Another kind of Obstacle Course. 1st Obstacle was Cargo Net. With the help of the 2nd chance and the pole with people like Zhong Xuan, Kai Jie,Yan Heng, Hafifi and quite a people especially Instructor Joyah, i crossed over. Must thank them. Next Obstacle is the super difficult. 1st time climbed up, super scary. Drained all my energy, tio tyre burn on my hand, Red Red patch. 2nd time go up is the most fatal. At the most curcial moment of climbing up the 4th row of tyre, i fell down. Okay Serious, I FELL DOWN....Landed on my back then hit my head hard. Lucky Hafifi supported a bit of the injury if not i may not be here, probably Malaysia Hospital or in singapore Hospital. Luckily Ms Neo was nearby then i recuperate at the nearest shelter near the rafting area controlling the pain and emotion, i should not cry. After the class done their challenge slide. i was given a 3 cheers, goes like this&lt;br /&gt;3 cheers and 3 cheers and 3 cheers for yi xian&lt;br /&gt;HIP HIP HOORAY HIP HIP HOORAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks fellow 3e3, really thanks everyone for encouraging me and concerning me even though on friday morning. I am glad that even up till now kai jie and sin hui still showing concern. i really want to thank everyone. Especially Mdm Koh, who showed concern for me, cared for me, brought me to the doctor, caring for me even in the night. Im really touched. Also i want to thanks mavis who told the teacher about my headache before the campfire. Im really touched thanks to the whole class.&lt;br /&gt;Then during the afternoon, felt much better, went to see the doctor. the doctor say wad errrr....Soft Tissue Injury. i also dunno wad is that. went back to the campsite, took a bath then a nap before the campfire. Joined my class before the time i was suppose to wake up. After dinner, my headache felt more worse, thanks to Mavis who told the teacher. Im really touched that everyone is showing concern to me. T.T    I decided to sleep early when group 4 came in and that stupid boon kiat want to hug me,  i pushed him away....Haiiz, what a sad day...&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Mdm Koh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7458002881117590421?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7458002881117590421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7458002881117590421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7458002881117590421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7458002881117590421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/day-3.html' title='Day 3'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8279141190226908208</id><published>2009-01-17T11:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T12:48:36.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All about Day 2</title><content type='html'>Linked :2/3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 2: I woke up at about 4++, when i heard the rooster Kok Kok Kok Kok(the rooster wake people up de sound). I tot it was 6 plus so i woke up yet i see the time, Faggot. 4 ++ Nia. WTF. By 6.30 Everyone woke up complaining and cursing the stupid rooster saying" WTF that chicken, Hope he get roasted and eaten up). (even though the meeting time was 7.20) 2nd day came, 1st activity was Race Against Time, We competed against our own class(our class was split into 2 groups, 3&amp;amp;4). Race against time is obstacle course based . 1st few was like so easy. But i sensed that it was like NS Obstacle Course.&lt;br /&gt;The group that has the fastest team wins the game&lt;br /&gt;1st Obstacle: Walking on Bricks,Easy peasy&lt;br /&gt;2nd Obstacle: Crawling through 3 tunnels,Average Difficulty&lt;br /&gt;3rd Obstacle: Walking through two tyres ,Easy peasy&lt;br /&gt;4th Obstacle: Walking on tiles (Break one tile +30 seconds) ,Easy peasy&lt;br /&gt;5th Obstacle: Running around two poles ,Easy Peasy&lt;br /&gt;6th Obstacle: Crawling on the back on SAND, Average Difficulty(Super Dirty on the back&lt;br /&gt;7th Obstacle: Commander Crawl through Muddy Water( NS dun have muddy water only dirty sand ) Average Difficulty&lt;br /&gt;8th Obstacle: Walking into the water(Super Muddy) and climing Up. Super Difficult for me(Im Phat,k?)&lt;br /&gt;Last Obstacle: Spider Web, crawling without touching the rope(touch the rope plus ten seconds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team timing was 11min 48 Seconds +2 Mins(Touching the rope means touch 12 times)&lt;br /&gt;The opponent timing 11 min 47 Seconds +3 mins (touching the rope 18 times)&lt;br /&gt;Whole Class Timing 16 min++  + 4mins. LOL&lt;br /&gt;After this We had Back Woods Man Cooking( i tot it was in the jungle cooking, but it actually was  those donkeys year back,how people cook) . We had&lt;br /&gt;Sweet banana: Mashed the banana then add sugar then go roast(must wrapped with aluminium foil)&lt;br /&gt;Orange Flavoured Eggs: Clear the orange flesh. Pour the egg into the orange skin , wrap with aluminium foil then go roast.&lt;br /&gt;Jungle Dounaghts: Add flour with water, Pick twig must wash with water. dip the twigs and make the watery flour stick on the twigs and go roast near the fire.(like mashmellow)&lt;br /&gt;Tasted Nice Mdm koh say "Waaaa Next time got Class BBQ, must have all this dishes" (Few good ideas for next time MSC BBQ) After cooking we had lunch then waterfall trekking&lt;br /&gt;(Remember the 1st post when i said i would mention about the straight path in the jungle)&lt;br /&gt;That straight path is full of land no water but a lot steep slope Then after reaching the waterfall still need climb hill Piang Fell on the butt about 2-3 times..haiiz suay.... Reach the Campsite ate dinner then another hiking, Night Hike. I felt so scared that i was the first man...sian near the ending no rope super scared. Almost cried. Back at the campsite i felt more relaxed and went to sleep straight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of Post 2/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8279141190226908208?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8279141190226908208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8279141190226908208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8279141190226908208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8279141190226908208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-about-day-2.html' title='All about Day 2'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6079588624953394885</id><published>2009-01-17T10:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T11:39:00.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Review on my latest School Camp</title><content type='html'>What can i say about my Latest School Camp? Super Mixed-Feeling. Maybe i give a brief description on what happen each day&lt;br /&gt;Linked:&lt;br /&gt;1/3(3 posts, This is just the first one)&lt;br /&gt;Day 1: The starting of the camp, The living condition is the super Kampong Style. The Toilet must manual flush(use water go flush the toilet) Srsly Sarimbun Scout Camp is better than this year's camp. Then 1st day we had outdoor cooking already. At least its not maggi noodle, we were given rice,macoroni,soya sauce, pepper, eggs,vegetable, chicken(i wish there was flour if not we can mix flour with the water and make the real thing fried chicken, haha) in the end we decided to deep fry the chicken, cook the macoroni and fry the egg in a mestin and the canned sardine(extra one.)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,only 2/4 of the items are good, the chicken which ended up snatching within our group(shared with the trainers of cos)  The sardine was ONLY Good(average lah). The macoroni was not cooked properly cos they never soak in water before boiling( Tip: Dry Macoroni must seaved with water first then boil in water.) anyway lucky never tio stomachache can le. After our outdoor cooking, we had water treking. At first i tot is in the water we trek around,guess i was wrong. I was wondering are going in to the jungle as the way we walking to our starting point was near the jungle. I was right, it was in the jungle. the term water trekking means walking in the water. In the jungle, there was a forked road, The path that went straight(discuss this in day 2) and a way down. For water trekking, we went down(Warning:Steep Slope,Leeches,Bee Hives,Wild Boar and everything nice, Wait!! Do i sound like PowerPuff Girls?) That was part of the trail. Felt Hurt when mavis fell, when we were end of trail, a car brought mavis back(Poor Mavis). At night was a leadership talk by Azlan(our Camp Chief, He rocked). Then i went to care about mavis, knew that she was alright can le. Yet i didn't noe i will be the 3rd one to get injured(dicuss this in the third post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of 1/3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6079588624953394885?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6079588624953394885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6079588624953394885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6079588624953394885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6079588624953394885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/review-on-my-latest-school-camp.html' title='Review on my latest School Camp'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1294696013756575824</id><published>2009-01-12T14:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T14:41:08.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUIZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width: 320px; border: 1px solid gray; font: normal 12px arial, verdana, sans-serif; background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" style="background: white; color: black; padding: 5px;"&gt;&lt;b style="font: bold 20px 'Times New Roman', serif; display: block; margin-bottom: 8px;"&gt;What is your True Fear?&lt;/b&gt; &lt;div style="font-size: 16px; margin-bottom: 4px;"&gt;Your Result: &lt;b&gt;Commitment&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="width: 200px; background: white; border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;div style="width: 89%; background: red; font-size: 8px; line-height: 8px;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 10px; border: none; background: white; color: black;"&gt;Even though it may not always seem like it, deep down you are afraid of being committed to anything serious. 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Beginning, i didn't wanted to go as i fell really sick last friday, recurrant Headaches and serious coughing. Went to sleep early. Saturday felt better, but still sick with headache. decided that either go to the camp faint then come back or dun go ask for MC from doctor but i still decided to go...Now im still putting all the clothes inside my baggy which is already big...bringing 7 t shirts for a 4day camp so LOL the school.... Guess i will stop here too tired to continue today kenna toture by Raj Freak so tired&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-359060063432911065?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/359060063432911065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=359060063432911065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/359060063432911065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/359060063432911065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/pre-camp-day.html' title='Pre Camp Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5855856656961636672</id><published>2009-01-10T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T21:10:19.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>15..16...17...............25 days.....its been 25 days since i last blogged...sorry for being so inactive. I was playing HarukiMS with 9999x rates, Free to join, Link: harukims.info&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Blogging, Yesterday was CCA Carnival, I and clement was like snatching the mic to pull "customers" ok i call it customers. but its actually the sec 1's seeing our CCA Booth... Told edmund to use the mic to tok dun wan but i managa to shout at him say"Edmund,YOU WANT TO USE A NOT, BAND CAN PWN UR VOICE LEHX." finally he used it. After the carnival, i went to "Nua" inside innospace actually almost to the end of the cca carnival, i am sitting inside innospace watching anime..hahax. anyways Mr teo promised me and clement that we will be taking the highest roles(President And VP) But i dunnoe if i am ready for that lap!! i was always so humble that saying"aiya sure not me de leh, so many people better than me" but i still cant believe that i am taking a big position. Anyways, I felt so sick yesterday nite, i had a splitting headache and went to sleep at about 8pm, then this morning wake up felt even worse went to see doctor @ 8am in the morning, doctor diagnose it with Flu Virus. i was like lol, flu virus i wonder the virus stayed in my body how long...came back home ate my medicine still feeling headaches and coughing. Feeling better now so decided to blog haha... Anyway bye peeps, monday gonna be a worse day of all..Mr Raj is our PE teacher. Faggot that black man totureress...wtf sure run 2.4km on monday then tuesday to friday is Camp. Not writing this few days, so bye peeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5855856656961636672?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5855856656961636672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5855856656961636672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5855856656961636672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5855856656961636672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2009/01/2009.html' title='2009'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6674621939050879618</id><published>2008-12-15T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T15:45:18.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th~10th december in 1 post</title><content type='html'>haha sorry for not posting for quite long....my hotel bill will burst if i continue use internet thus i never blog.....on the 5th , i went for massage, hmm very relaxing, relaxing until tipping the massage woman 10,000 rupiah. she did quite a good job. then i went back to my room to bathe, the jelly they used very nice smelling, abit jasmine smell, dinner was at a local villa(bigger then singapore's bunglow) got a big house with private massage woman+a swimming pool. very nice house but the price if you want to buy is US$10million. i was like wtf?&lt;br /&gt;the next day i went rafting, the hike down was like 500+ steps to river auyung. very long walk from the top. lucky never fall into the water. at the end i even went floating on the river. very cold. then lunch was at Sobek's private buffet session, their potato fritters very nice, the keropek oso quite nice. dinner was at portraits which was in hotel, we played games haha won a jewellery box and 50,000 rupiah, easy money.&lt;br /&gt;on the 7th day (supposingly to be the last day of event but the event was cancelled) i, lance,audrice,wilson and auntie irene went kuta. The most busiest place in Bali. i went to billabong, bought 3 shirts and went a mini-mart to have lunch. Dinner was bbq@poolside. the bbq is they bbq lor not we all bbq. TT&lt;br /&gt;monday was mt kintamani tour but we went before on the 3rd day and not very liking to say our bus broke down OMFG.....dun wan to tok so much about that. dinner was at Tao Bali&lt;br /&gt;then tuesday was the most people left. it was free&amp;amp;easy. did nothing but swimming with my aunt at the private pool. then whole day "nua" in room. dinner was at lestari which i got the mosquito bites&lt;br /&gt;the next day was the last day, we checked out of hotel at 11am then went to denpasar airport and when i reached changi airport, i bought vodka.haha...under my aunt's name of cos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so thats all about my few days in Bali&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6674621939050879618?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6674621939050879618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6674621939050879618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6674621939050879618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6674621939050879618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/12/5th10th-december-in-1-post.html' title='5th~10th december in 1 post'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4331963596489810128</id><published>2008-12-04T22:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:27:58.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th day in Bali</title><content type='html'>Today was a dissapointing yet happy day to go! I woke up late in the morning, promised my aunt to wake up by 7am but i woke up at 7.15am. i was like WTF...I AM LATE!!!! then i rush into the bathroom to bathe and i freaking forgot to brush my teeth, so rush until forget to brush my teeth...then went to the Waka Land Cruise...ah damn so bumpy... i almost vommitted...then dinner was at the hotel's japanese restaurant....then i went to Bali Collection to buy my short, bought 4....haha ended up in starbucks to drink coffee in the night, still cant get used to night life. so tired after  drinking my iced coffee....sad....nvm tmr is free&amp;amp;easy can wake up anytime before 10 because going to spa&amp;amp;massage...hmm good...bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4331963596489810128?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4331963596489810128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4331963596489810128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4331963596489810128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4331963596489810128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/12/4th-day-in-bali.html' title='4th day in Bali'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6778461407755498739</id><published>2008-12-03T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T22:35:02.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day in Bali</title><content type='html'>Today was a very mixed feeling day.....the dissapointing way is because on our way back from mt kitamani, while visiting a cocoa farm, our coach engine broke down... we was like so hot... under the sun where our coach broke down.... but the fun part we had fun on dinner, i talked to joe and his boss...haha we really had fun...so tired doing a short post today....bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6778461407755498739?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6778461407755498739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6778461407755498739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6778461407755498739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6778461407755498739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/12/3rd-day-in-bali.html' title='3rd day in Bali'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6365574999863219332</id><published>2008-12-02T22:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T22:30:19.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day in Bali</title><content type='html'>Today was quite a very fun day, i woke up 7am in the morning and went to capsicum cafe for breakfast. Then i went for Quad Adventure. It was like a sight-seeing, where we ride on Buggys(not the 6 legged insects, its another name for a vehicle) Its was very fast + the driver has danger as the buggys had no Break...I was like so wth, issn't it dangerous????!!!!! After the quad adventure, i found out that i think i overstretch my shoulder muscle as we need to hold on to something before we get flunk out of the vehicle. Overall is very fun. I always remember this saying:"Everything Good Comes with Something Bad" It was fun but it was a 2 hours journey from our hotel. Then we went to Dirty Duck Restaurant to eat Crispy Duck. Awesomw Duck, its skin was so crispy like KFC Fried Chicken(crispy flavour) it was about the standard that KFC has. Then we reached the hotel at about 4pm and my godmother was late for her scheldued Massage session. We then went to Cafe Warisan and had Tenderloins. The best Steak i ever ate. I went back to hotel and started writing this post. O.O gotta sleep, tommorow going to visit Volcano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few Discovery today:&lt;br /&gt;1) The females in Bali has Awesome Balancing, i saw a housewife balancing a basket of Rice. So jealous&lt;br /&gt;2) A lot of stray dogs in Bali so anyone wants to adopt a pet, come to Indonesia, so many stret dogs and only have one goal in common, that is to in search of food. Lucky ones get food from the local stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, gotta sleep, bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6365574999863219332?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6365574999863219332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6365574999863219332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6365574999863219332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6365574999863219332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/12/2nd-in-bali.html' title='2nd day in Bali'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-9027196592640579650</id><published>2008-12-01T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T22:32:19.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day in Bali</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, writing this post from overseas. Im currently in the westin hotel, my aunt very good, we share a suite...hmmmm the room very big and they are renowned for their Heavenly Bed, Its a very nice bed, its so soft, as long as better than my home's bed..... haha...btw, i left my home this morning at 7.50 and had the taxi uncle waiting for me....then when i reach changi airport, the people was all almost there....we checked in and board the plane....hmmm very nice SQ942...i ate carrot cake with sprite...then checked in the resort...our room is so freaking far from the lobby...wth takes about 5min to reach the lobby...luckily we had shortcut,walking beside the pool...haha...Then i had swimming at the suite's private pool so lonely prefered the  public pool.... then we had "high-classed" dinner...all the curry stuff...piang....now its about 10pm and im going to sleep soon...haha...tmr going to Bali Quad Adventure. People say its very dusty....lets just hope i will be fine....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-9027196592640579650?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9027196592640579650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=9027196592640579650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9027196592640579650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9027196592640579650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/12/1st-day-in-bali.html' title='1st day in Bali'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8586865420841899496</id><published>2008-11-26T10:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T10:15:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry for the very late post</title><content type='html'>haha got addicted with pirates...actually i didn't know it was released then sunday my church friend asked me if i started playing the pirate...i was liek WHAT?!!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??! i actually didn't know that pirate was released...i levelled to 21...it was so sian lor....level very slow i dunno why...maybe because i played a lot of private server untill i cannot get use to the normal Maplestory...WTF....anyway this few days very sian...laptop almost going to explode almost 24 hours each day..then sometimes play psp untill dun wan play...wa sian leh....excited with 3E3...i wonder who will i meet except i knew jon,james,arron,mavis,yan heng,larry i wonder still got who? hmmm....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8586865420841899496?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8586865420841899496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8586865420841899496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8586865420841899496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8586865420841899496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-for-very-late-post.html' title='Sorry for the very late post'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8393241935739714666</id><published>2008-11-21T09:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T10:06:28.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A "brave" Act</title><content type='html'>Yesterday i had did something that could affect my next 2 years. I apologized to Mavis, i offended her quite a long time ago and surely there sure must have someone to step out to take the first step to apologized, that was what i did. And i hereby if mavis read this post...i hope she would forgive me.....btw This year MSC camp is so WTF.....only 17 people excluding the committees.... so pathetic....yet Andy's time there is about 30+ people attended...i wonder how did he manage to call so many people....we even went to the extend calling each member's house just to tell them.....SAD T.T...Anyway its confirmed, Im going to Bali in indonesia. 10D9N, also going there to help my aunt + looking for cheap DS Lite....Im so targetting for two portable consoles so i will like...Today play PSP or NDS...HAHA....thats why i did not blog so much but find out more on NDS and its hacking....discovered quite a lot of stuffs.HAHA!!! Oh it was sad....MSC camp FAIL-ed badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.O Bleach At Climax,Nel use Released  Utae,Gamuza and Lanzador Verde. Then She immediately change back to child form. Then Ichigo kenna toture by Tesla then ZARAKI KEMPACHI( THE DEMON) CAME TO HUECO MUNDO....OO excited&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8393241935739714666?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8393241935739714666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8393241935739714666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8393241935739714666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8393241935739714666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/11/brave-act.html' title='A &quot;brave&quot; Act'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6673897782947649270</id><published>2008-11-06T20:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T20:39:19.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Play blog games</title><content type='html'>(01): Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird things/habits/little known facts about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;(02): People who get tagged need to write a blog of their own 10 weird things/habits/little known facts as well as state this rule clearly.&lt;br /&gt;(03): The end, you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names.&lt;br /&gt;(04): No tag back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) I love to hang in my CCA room&lt;br /&gt;2) I like chocolates, especially dark chocolate with bisucuit or cornflakes(in ball)&lt;br /&gt;3) I Love &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;FOOD&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Sleeping is my kind....I love to sleep&lt;br /&gt;5) Listening to Music especially the one you hear on the starting of my jukebox&lt;br /&gt;6) Watching old dramas and new dramas+anime&lt;br /&gt;7) Computer Stuff intrest me a lot&lt;br /&gt;8) Play Games like Command&amp;amp;Conquer&lt;br /&gt;9) My aunt, Christmas got Christmas Present worxxx and shower me with pocket money every month&lt;br /&gt;10) &lt;s&gt;Studying&lt;/s&gt; is my kind.....&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Break Combo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People whom i want to tag:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forcefully tag back Kelvin Kor....HAHAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6673897782947649270?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6673897782947649270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6673897782947649270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6673897782947649270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6673897782947649270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/11/01-each-player-of-this-game-starts-off.html' title='Play blog games'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-9112084495576000255</id><published>2008-11-06T15:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T15:08:39.591+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6th day of november, at least 2 weeks since holiday begun</title><content type='html'>hello guys....surfing from my school. today was still happy as i managed to watched "baby boom", a 2003 drama on my mioTV....it was a great TV channel just like starhub....it even got mobTV now i do not need to signed up mobTV just to watched missed drama. i just loved drama but must be exciting like the latest "by my side" and "crimebusterx2" especially the character Surgerical Demon. His style of killing was unique, killing people through surgerical method. then i went to school for meeting for my camp. My annual media club camp is coming up....this time i swear not to cry cause im not the one being totured but the one who is toturing....haha!! btw going home soon....i want to c ontinue my drama....hahax. bye guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-9112084495576000255?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/9112084495576000255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=9112084495576000255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9112084495576000255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/9112084495576000255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/11/6th-day-of-november-at-least-2-weeks.html' title='6th day of november, at least 2 weeks since holiday begun'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-383483464557821405</id><published>2008-11-05T09:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:50:12.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st nov-5th nov blog</title><content type='html'>ever since holiday started....i've been helping my mum with housework then after she go to work...i have about 3hours of free time until my family comes back except my mother and i started to do housework again....i hate my selfish brother....he doesn't allow me to on the air-conditioner in my room, secondly when he come back from school, he only knows how to eat, play,watch,sleep. HIS DAILY LIFE ruin my life....i hate him....on the sunday(2nd nov) i had a chat with my future cousin-in-law because my cousin is getting married. i joked with him to buy a 10 carat ring...after that...my sister went to complain to my mother and i got scolded...i told her that i was just joking with him but she yank all the way say i wad disrespect. he's my church teacher,my friends and brothers in christ. i hate my mother and my sister.  therefore, i am so going to hate my whole family...left my father....then 3rd nov came....the day i've been waiting for...collect my streaming results....i've got...&lt;br /&gt;1)EL&lt;br /&gt;2)MT&lt;br /&gt;3)E-Maths&lt;br /&gt;4)A-Maths&lt;br /&gt;5)Science(Chem&amp;amp;Phy)&lt;br /&gt;6)Humans(SS&amp;amp;Geog)&lt;br /&gt;People say that taking six subject is very very risky and i am thinking if i should appeal for DnT...i don't mind the hardwork but i lost my apron and i've to buy it again...and im trying to save money for my father....btw, i've started playing neopets....nth to play waiting for maplestory the pirate job...i wanna be infighter....ok see ya guys....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-383483464557821405?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/383483464557821405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=383483464557821405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/383483464557821405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/383483464557821405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/11/1st-nov-5th-nov-blog.html' title='1st nov-5th nov blog'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1288430710340167030</id><published>2008-10-29T08:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T08:37:15.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heyssss just wanna say hi to the PPFers, though i have made my blog public, my school mates still do not noe coz just wan to block them out because they spammed my cbox and this is like the third cbox they spammed...btw ytd i went to Anchorvale Swimming Complex.......very sad incident....i knocked my head and my elbow on the slide *^*#@!! they built it very dangerously, i even heard someone not long ago died on the slide...eeee...so creepy.....btw it is already confirmed, im going to ........................S3 EXPRESS..........................WOOOOTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS.........im so happy that i got promoted...even though i only got a 57% overall... but one slice of bread is better than nothing....i hoped to work out and build out my own path.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1288430710340167030?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1288430710340167030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1288430710340167030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1288430710340167030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1288430710340167030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/10/heyssss-just-wanna-say-hi-to-ppfers.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-5268618092673132695</id><published>2008-10-18T17:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T17:07:10.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>heys,frens,kors,and anyone who visit my blog. sorry for the very very late post bcoz im in the mood of celebrating after exams until i forget that i have a blog haha...!! btw next year going to wear long pants liao. more  matured man...hmmzzz..aiming for a combined physics and chem class with combined ss and geog+a-maths with pure chem....aiming only...lets just hope i can wear my long pants earlier ok bye bye going out soon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-5268618092673132695?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/5268618092673132695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=5268618092673132695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5268618092673132695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/5268618092673132695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/10/heysfrenskorsand-anyone-who-visit-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7788753451418515310</id><published>2008-10-04T12:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T12:52:37.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good day....started play star wars:force unleashed very nice game indeed...haha!! btw exams has started left one more week hope i pass this exam and able to wear long pants next year haha...btw my teacher say got camp next year starting of the year... if im not wrong it is malaysia finally an oversea camp haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7788753451418515310?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7788753451418515310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7788753451418515310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7788753451418515310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7788753451418515310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/10/good-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1891775131370437831</id><published>2008-09-21T08:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T08:08:54.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New skin for my bloggy</title><content type='html'>i have updated my blog skin from a dark colour to a cute little bear. i find it very cute(IMO) okay just some quick recap on what my life is going on. That Bitch is still very fucking. hate her. My father didn't ask so much about me already as these few days there is no rehearsal but i still stay back just to help mr khai first second, skipping from my mum's claws. she is very evil, always ask me do housework. I hope we would get new speakers. i think i have fallen for someone in my class. she is a tiny size girl, dun tell her name. its just a one sided love for now. i hope her to accept me as her bf. lets just hope...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1891775131370437831?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1891775131370437831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1891775131370437831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1891775131370437831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1891775131370437831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-skin-for-my-bloggy.html' title='New skin for my bloggy'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-965551013625203873</id><published>2008-08-27T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:47:20.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy and stressed out</title><content type='html'>hey guys... its been a long time since i entered here to drop a post. ok just some updates in life. getting more hectic and most hectic week. Teacher's day and sports fiesta fell on the streak days. hmm guess sometimes in life, it can get more hectic during an event. we are doing free show man.... with no reward yet wad we get is scoldings and more scoldings for reward. hmmm i suddely felt a strange feeling when i reach home just now. i just felt that my father had shift his trust on me. he even questioned me "really a not stay in school do rehearsal" i just shoot through my mind. why is he questioning me. i srsly cannot take all this crap anymore. i srsly went for rehearsal and not hanging out outside with bad company and smoking. will i as a good boy do all this. what i just want to say is that" Pa, i will always be your good boy" and some fucking thingy is so tiring. i just to be his good boy yet he turned out to scold me not long ago 8.37pm today. firstly he say my psp games which was bought by my aunt is i bought. what fucking crap is that? he was there when i bought all this games back in GuangZhou. Then he wanted to push me somemore of not using my com for 1 month i srsly cannot take all this crap anymore. im going to end my life if i got the chance. everything is enough for me. If i can, i would leave this blog empty for at least 1 month. Bye guys, this maybe my last post before the month begins!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-965551013625203873?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/965551013625203873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=965551013625203873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/965551013625203873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/965551013625203873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/busy-and-stressed-out.html' title='Busy and stressed out'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7432499982484587228</id><published>2008-08-25T20:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:18:07.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad Day</title><content type='html'>4th day after the terrible incident happened.... im still moody over it but i mustn't keep staying in the past. But 1 good thing is that my CCA is going to organise a Chalet but not so confirmed as we haven't seek through the teacher's permission and its gonna be double storey room. Its teh Best...!! Just hope the teacher's would agree ok gotta sleep bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7432499982484587228?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7432499982484587228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7432499982484587228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7432499982484587228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7432499982484587228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/sad-day.html' title='Sad Day'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1286629551871447254</id><published>2008-08-21T15:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T15:28:24.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog skins</title><content type='html'>I apologise for the late repl, busy changing my blog template. so sian no good skins. but im still forever lonely in my class. But there is a silver lining, i got 38/50 for my maths common test i was jumping for joy. wahahahaz. i dunno how sia....my science teacher fatherpassed away how i check my paper. wth later got marking mistake 1 mark bb SHIT!!. OMGWTFBBQ!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1286629551871447254?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1286629551871447254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1286629551871447254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1286629551871447254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1286629551871447254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-skins.html' title='Blog skins'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-6265471211795382768</id><published>2008-08-13T14:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T14:35:42.972+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...boring and more boredness</title><content type='html'>Life seems boring.... nothing to do and always worring the future and what lies beyond you now... but anyone did think of this, what is life? seems tired and boring. again, im being called a girl, for truth sake im not a girl. WTF!!! nvm i tolerate...since we are seperating this year hope not same class with them. If its thank god. WTF!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-6265471211795382768?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/6265471211795382768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=6265471211795382768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6265471211795382768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/6265471211795382768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/boringboring-and-more-boredness.html' title='boring...boring and more boredness'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-7561907283895060615</id><published>2008-08-03T15:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T15:17:58.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd day of august</title><content type='html'>Haiiz!!.... sianz.... nth to play.. play the games until so sian, until nth to play.... still waiting for my CNC3....thats my target this year. anyway, feeling bored and sleepy...nth to do play private server maple till so sianz... haiiz signing off&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-7561907283895060615?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/7561907283895060615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=7561907283895060615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7561907283895060615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/7561907283895060615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/3rd-day-of-august.html' title='3rd day of august'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-1878074198288812117</id><published>2008-08-01T17:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T11:36:42.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day of august</title><content type='html'>today was quite a mixed-feeling day. i dunnoe why that after i recieve my maths test result i feel like my world is ending, very tired. haiiz!! i just hope my life is ending fast. what is life? i feel that it is a boring and useless thing. am i getting emo or wad... i just feel very tired tired..... i just hope it goes fast and ends fast!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-1878074198288812117?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/1878074198288812117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=1878074198288812117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1878074198288812117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/1878074198288812117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/08/1st-day-of-august.html' title='1st day of august'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-348071297398200102</id><published>2008-07-31T21:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:23:10.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of july</title><content type='html'>A self reflection on the whole of july and how have i been doing. just 1 extra ordinary post only for every end of month.the whole of july has been hectic. results still as border-line as ever. i just wanna live my life out of own but my parents just keep interfering my life. it just get more hectic than ever. i just hope august is just one smaller portion of hectic than july and my results is as half good than any else. and 1 good news is that, it is one less month to the day i can wear green colour long pants to school (its actually my school long pants). GoodNight,Folks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-348071297398200102?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/348071297398200102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=348071297398200102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/348071297398200102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/348071297398200102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/07/end-of-july.html' title='End of july'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-4924294871961160089</id><published>2008-07-31T15:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T16:03:48.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>long time never write blog le... kinda busy this few days.....btw just some update in life. common test coming... yesterday just got scolded by my parents for flunking my test.haiiz.... life is getting more boring for me... i just simply hate my new maths teacher...unlike mrs koh. she suck big time. just dun wanna say her name... its just gets more boring in life with her as my teacher .... i just wish mrs koh or miss guo is still here... haiiz.... she suck big big big big big big big big big big big time. Hate Her... then i wish i could get to wear the School Blazers yet again.... i thought i could wear during the closing ceremony of the student leader exchange.. must wear long pants, the blazers and the leather shoe... hmmm its just gets a perfect combination.haiiz, just got too bored of my life... i wish today was 1st january 2009.... get to wear long pants everyday... ok just using my teacher's computer.. gotta shut it off bye guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-4924294871961160089?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/4924294871961160089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=4924294871961160089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4924294871961160089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/4924294871961160089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/07/long-time-never-write-blog-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-8843553960372415234</id><published>2008-07-13T21:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T21:32:17.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going SJC for Student Leader Exchange</title><content type='html'>Yea!!! A change in school...No la... joking nia, Going for a Student Leader Exchange, Tio sent to St. Joseph Convent. Worse of all worse, its a girls school, the girls will get scared of me. Nvm, Be Brave as god will always be with me, Dying on the cross for us. Let's just hope that this week will not be as hectic as ever although i won't get to see Mr Khairul for 1 week. Sob Sob. Remember the boss? Keep Teasing me to take picture of girls say wad can see chio bu. Dotz, okay gotta prepare for tmr's big day, Let's just hope. Takeru's crest of hope (too much digimon for me).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-8843553960372415234?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/8843553960372415234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=8843553960372415234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8843553960372415234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/8843553960372415234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/07/going-sjc-for-student-leader-exchange.html' title='Going SJC for Student Leader Exchange'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6733218910542467445.post-317018641737757103</id><published>2008-06-27T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T23:51:06.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Nite-08</title><content type='html'>Today, was the day that me and my CCA frens have been waiting to end, Cultural Nite'08@ACS(Barker Road),Mrs Lee Choon Guan Hall. It was quite a big hall.For Pix, must wait my frens upload the pic in my MSC Website so that i can download.So, Story starts at 6am in the morning. did my usual thing. brush teeth, stretch, bathe,eat breakfast, finish business then off to school. Went to ACS at around 8 as it was quite rush coz we still need to prepare equipments thus very late go ACS. then we did our first run-through. Actually, it was still quite a bad job done by both stage and control room side. Stage wise the boss so noob. zzz, unatural sia... no boss like, boss shld wear blazers. from the control room side, still got regular feedbacks but the best is still GALA performance. Not so many feedbacks. that is our biggest achievement Must thank Mr Khairul and Mr Charles for coming down to help us. Must thank them. btw say till now havent go sleep. must go sleep so late le. Bye bye....Pix wait hor thanks&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6733218910542467445-317018641737757103?l=concealedsadness.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/feeds/317018641737757103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6733218910542467445&amp;postID=317018641737757103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/317018641737757103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6733218910542467445/posts/default/317018641737757103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://concealedsadness.blogspot.com/2008/06/cultural-nite-08.html' title='Cultural Nite-08'/><author><name>Deathy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16259400310314961440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
