<?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-3926219979691866536</id><updated>2012-02-17T08:19:09.445+08:00</updated><category term='sad.. ):'/><category term='exam is finish..its sleep n play time..=P'/><category term='sadd.. ):'/><category term='i still love you x33'/><category term='wat&apos;s happening to mi??? )::::'/><category term='i hate &quot;meet the parent session&quot;'/><category term='my throat is burning'/><category term='kristy ur brownnies still gt room fer improvement..haha=P'/><category term='omg..ie look forward to all this dates sia..haha'/><category term='exam sux..'/><category term='i hate yesterday NPCC'/><category term='todae such a unpleasent dae..haiz..'/><category term='thanks to those hu help mi todae..'/><category term='STUPID FNN..Y THURS MUZ COME BACK..'/><category term='long long lost fren found..'/><category term='PISSED'/><category term='going to be sick.. ):'/><category term='first true fren test..'/><category term='tmr gonna be a tiring dae fer mi..=P'/><category term='exam sux sia..'/><category term='i love you x33'/><category term='MALU + sad..T_T'/><category term='todae finally go out wif jie jie n jie fu tgt le..=P n todae such a funnn dae..'/><category term='I LOVE U X33'/><category term='cruel daddy'/><category term='tmr hav math test..T_T'/><category term='lonely today.. ):'/><category term='weather damn cold today'/><category term='ie dun wanna go out for todae'/><category term='2nd reject. ):'/><category term='jie arh..hope euu recover soon worhx..'/><category term='second test aft sch reopen..wtf..'/><category term='such a tiring + hot dae todae..'/><title type='text'>half dead</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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>194</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-2486676769602171398</id><published>2011-08-17T01:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T01:51:37.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling down, down and more down.. Dont know who to confide in... &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2486676769602171398?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2486676769602171398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2486676769602171398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2486676769602171398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2486676769602171398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2011/08/feeling-down-down-and-more-down.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2051003427755493958</id><published>2011-02-26T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T13:39:08.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knn. Be considerate la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2051003427755493958?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2051003427755493958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2051003427755493958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2051003427755493958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2051003427755493958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2011/02/knn.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5615947197809161347</id><published>2010-09-01T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T00:25:19.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I often see groups like 'If you truly love her, dont let her go, go after her" etc etc.. But is this true love? What is the definition of true love? Isn't it means when the other party is happy, you'll also be happy even if he/she is happy not cause of you? If you truly love someone, just let him/her go.. If he/she comes back, he/she will forever be yours! No point trying to fight fate, no one can win against Fate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5615947197809161347?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5615947197809161347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5615947197809161347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5615947197809161347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5615947197809161347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-often-see-groups-like-if-you-truly.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4238088538196723674</id><published>2010-07-27T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:28:27.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is this my real smile or my fake smile? I've no idea at all.. This just feels so sucky! Don't know what you're feeling...... Happy, sad, I don't know!!!! I don't know use what word to describe it now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4238088538196723674?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4238088538196723674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4238088538196723674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4238088538196723674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4238088538196723674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/07/is-this-my-real-smile-or-my-fake-smile.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3153487542186054878</id><published>2010-07-19T22:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T22:47:10.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its been quite sometimes since i last came to update right? Hahaha! I think i never update also nevermind, no one come and read anyway.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i have made a decision.. This decision, i hope i will stick on to it and dont forget this decision, i hope i will follow it throughout.. But i think its somewhat impossible given my characteristic! Its a simple decision actually..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From today onwards:&lt;br /&gt;1) I want to stay happy always! No more sad-me, unhappy-me, emo-me! I shall force out a smile even if i'm sad.. Whoever thats my true friend, should be able to differentiate it out whether my smile is fake or real..&lt;br /&gt;2) I dont want to care about stuffs that ain't related to me anymore! (This is somewhat very difficult to achieve! Cause of characteristic! Hopefully i will be able to heck care!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3153487542186054878?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3153487542186054878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3153487542186054878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3153487542186054878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3153487542186054878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-been-quite-sometimes-since-i-last.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2662524605083633659</id><published>2010-07-15T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T00:36:33.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If you were given a chance to choose to know me, or not to.. Which 1 will you choose? And why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2662524605083633659?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2662524605083633659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2662524605083633659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2662524605083633659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2662524605083633659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/07/if-you-were-given-chance-to-choose-to.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7064911664444108310</id><published>2010-07-14T14:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:17:48.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i lived near a beach.. A beach never fails to allow me to calm down..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7064911664444108310?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7064911664444108310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7064911664444108310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7064911664444108310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7064911664444108310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wish-i-lived-near-beach.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5812656211321595838</id><published>2010-07-07T16:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T16:29:15.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FUCK! CANT YOU SEE THE WORD "FED UP" ON MY FACE?!?! Project is due tomorrow! And you guys are still in the mood to play your games?! Where is your fucking sense of urgency?! IF YOU'RE NOT FREAKING SERIOUS ABOUT PROJECT WORK! THEN DONT ASK ME TO COME ALL THE WAY TO SCHOOL FROM MY HOUSE! THE DISTANCE THERE IS DAMN TIRING IF YOU DONT KNOW! -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5812656211321595838?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5812656211321595838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5812656211321595838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5812656211321595838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5812656211321595838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/07/fuck-cant-you-see-word-fed-up-on-my.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5691448863908211894</id><published>2010-06-06T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T21:23:50.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You just have no idea how much i miss you! D;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5691448863908211894?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5691448863908211894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5691448863908211894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5691448863908211894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5691448863908211894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-just-have-no-idea-how-much-i-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7280244458556769521</id><published>2010-06-05T14:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T14:43:44.738+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wish i could see you in a dress.. Is it possible? Hahaha! Im just day-dreaming.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7280244458556769521?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7280244458556769521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7280244458556769521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7280244458556769521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7280244458556769521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wish-i-could-see-you-in-dress.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2456187956799887666</id><published>2010-06-01T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:14:28.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wonder why do i want to care so much.. Always poking my nose into other's business.. Not my problem i also want to kpo.. Perhaps i should just live in my own world and not caring so much about others! This way, i wont get chilled for being a KPO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2456187956799887666?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2456187956799887666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2456187956799887666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2456187956799887666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2456187956799887666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-wonder-why-do-i-want-to-care-so-much.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3315622905111265856</id><published>2010-05-30T13:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T13:13:07.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Feeling very uneasy recently.. I dont know why is that so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3315622905111265856?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3315622905111265856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3315622905111265856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3315622905111265856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3315622905111265856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/05/feeling-very-uneasy-recently.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2870377047601133206</id><published>2010-05-23T14:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T14:50:03.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If one day im gone, who will notice me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2870377047601133206?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2870377047601133206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2870377047601133206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2870377047601133206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2870377047601133206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/05/if-one-day-im-gone-who-will-notice-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4816109516621969039</id><published>2010-04-28T00:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T00:23:27.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss my home! the home i'm in right now, is just a place where i can rest, a place for storage, a place for me to recharge my energy, a place for me to sleep only! it dont even feel like a home to me now! everyday returning home after a long day at school, seeing alot of fucked up expressions face! its so tiring everyday returning home seeing such a situations.. hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4816109516621969039?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4816109516621969039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4816109516621969039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4816109516621969039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4816109516621969039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-my-home-home-im-in-right-now-is.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8667962941523037441</id><published>2010-04-20T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T12:37:00.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>seriously its not a good feeling at all! being alone in school.. 1st day of school totally sux! sitting in the classroom for 4 hours straight! didn't had much interaction with classmate yesterday.. everyone is using phones in class and noone is paying attention to what the teacher is saying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day of school.. suppose to have 2 hours of engineering maths.. but due to most of the students didn't bring calculator and textbook, teacher can't teach and thus let us off for early lunch.. suppose to be having 1 hour of lunch, but got 2 hours instead.. quite slack today.. later gonna have 4 hours of lessons again.. in the same classroom.. i hope that we could move around and not sit in a seat for 4 hours! my butt would ache de!! though i love to sit alot.. hmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#66ffff;"&gt;hai.. i'm missing you deeply now.. how i wish you would be beside me now, attending lessons together, doing everything together.. sigh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8667962941523037441?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8667962941523037441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8667962941523037441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8667962941523037441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8667962941523037441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/seriously-its-not-good-feeling-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8032025810480495880</id><published>2010-04-20T00:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T00:25:02.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.. do you have any idea how much i miss you now? though we just parted not long ago, i'm missing you now already! i miss the way you laugh.. i want to hear you laugh now!! i miss you!! sigh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8032025810480495880?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8032025810480495880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8032025810480495880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8032025810480495880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8032025810480495880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3207781972896279504</id><published>2010-04-18T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-18T08:54:27.139+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>on the verge of breaking down already! I'm seriously scare of breaking down in front of you one day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why the day just don't go the way i wanted it to go?! haiii ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3207781972896279504?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3207781972896279504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3207781972896279504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3207781972896279504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3207781972896279504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/on-verge-of-breaking-down-already-im.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7978643225492727293</id><published>2010-04-17T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T21:23:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes i wish &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;YOU&lt;/span&gt; would just hug me and tell me everything's gonna be fine!!! )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7978643225492727293?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7978643225492727293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7978643225492727293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7978643225492727293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7978643225492727293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/sometimes-i-wish-you-would-just-hug-me.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6114715301943415872</id><published>2010-04-17T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T02:46:21.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIA! why must all the problems come now! why must it come when its nearing school reopen?! why can't it come after school reopen so that i could enjoy with her?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st! stupid family problem! 2 weeks ago till now haven't settle yet! i don't want to stay home now everyday thanks to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd! you! you made me felt so lost and sad when you said that sentence! till now, i still felt so lost and sad! do you even know that?! i don't think you know! even though a week has past, and you said you're kidding! i still think that you're not kidding at all! you're just saying that to make me feel not so lost and sad! RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd! how long have you guys know me?! why the FUCK must you all think of me this way?! now i finally understand the level of understanding you guys had! i seriously hate you guys now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th! stupid school problems! i don't even know how am i gonna mix around in school now! i'm so unprepared for school now!!! SHIT MY LIFE LA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd enough of problems! problems oh problems! please stop coming into my life! i want you to leave my life now! FI!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6114715301943415872?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6114715301943415872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6114715301943415872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6114715301943415872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6114715301943415872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/04/fia-why-must-all-problems-come-now-why.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2608594466475408014</id><published>2010-03-11T12:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T12:36:46.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>thinking back of my school life since sec 1 till sec 5.. i'm quite proud of myself actually even though i got sucky result for O level.. why? cause i'm the only 1 that make it to poly among the 3 NT students that make it up to NA in sec 2! i'm not looking down on the other 2, but i'm just feeling proud of myself! [: sec 1 NT, sec 2 onwards NA already.. though life in sec 2 is quite hard cause don't have basics, history, geo etc.. but still, i managed to make it up to sec 3, then 4 then 5.. though there's lots of struggling in between, but still managed to get promoted.. have to thanks quite alot of people for helping! Winston Goh, Alan Long, Samuel Lee, chen sheng, boon kim, zhi jun, Zu Er, Yng Tzer, Ida Inu Yati.. not only do i need to thank you guys, i also have to thanks the teacher for their endless help, they never ever tried giving up on students! Rukshana Abu Baker, Evelyn Choo, Xiuyan Wong, Joyce Goh Xianhui, Muhamed Shadiq, Li Ping Tan etc etc etc. and lastly, have to thanks my friends whom always stands by me and keep saying jiayou and jiayou, you can do it de! thanks them for always giving me the support.. and of course, i have to thanks my parents and my siblings.. they are the one whom grounded me during exams period, but well, i know they did it for my own good! haha! that's what every parents would say ain't it? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2608594466475408014?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2608594466475408014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2608594466475408014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2608594466475408014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2608594466475408014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/03/thinking-back-of-my-school-life-since.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3787774308584749185</id><published>2010-02-21T03:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:17:15.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.But what is more painful is to love someone and neverfind the courage to let that person know how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone whomeans a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it wasnever meant to be and you just have to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on aporch swing with, never say a word, and then walk awayfeeling like it was the best conversation you’ve ever had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. It’s true that we don’t know what we’ve got until we loseit, but it’s also true that we don’t know what we’ve beenmissing until it arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, anhour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but ittakes a lifetime to forget someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Don’t go for looks, they can deceive. Don’t go for wealth,even that fades away. Go for someone who makes yousmile because it takes only a smile to make a dark dayseem bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go,be what you want to be. Because you have only one life andone chance to do all the things you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Always put yourself in the other’s shoes. If you feel that ithurts you, it probably hurts the person too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A careless word may kindle strife. A cruel word may wrecka life. A timely word may level stress. But a loving word mayheal and bless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The happiest of people don’t necessarily have the bestof everything they just make the most of everything that comesalong their way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends witha tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyonearound you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die,you’re the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3787774308584749185?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3787774308584749185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3787774308584749185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3787774308584749185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3787774308584749185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/02/1.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-664374973290183414</id><published>2010-02-21T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T03:10:21.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you are living in fear that they might not be part of your future?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you will rather know them when you grow up, so that theres a higher chance that they might be your future partner?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you are willing to break all your philosophies just for them?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you are willing to change your character as you are afraid that they might dislike you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you cannot help but smile to yourself whenever you see them, even if they arent related to you?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you are willing to use half of your lifespan to exchange for the mistake you’ve done?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you feel like it’s the end of the world when you want to care for him/her so much, yet something is holding you back and finds that the feeling seriously suck?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Have you ever liked someone until you wish that their next gf/bf will not be the same as you, infact he/she must treat them EVEN BETTER than what you did?&lt;/p&gt;well, yea i do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-664374973290183414?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/664374973290183414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=664374973290183414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/664374973290183414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/664374973290183414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/02/have-you-ever-liked-someone-until-you.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-856050499384561477</id><published>2010-02-17T08:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T08:07:37.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/S3szL5PIVCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cfMR3H84eqg/s1600-h/Upload40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438997254415864866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/S3szL5PIVCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cfMR3H84eqg/s320/Upload40.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Our lives are like little floats in a sea of waves.In all we do, no matter what we do,let us stay afloat, and let nothing bring us down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-856050499384561477?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/856050499384561477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=856050499384561477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/856050499384561477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/856050499384561477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/02/our-lives-are-like-little-floats-in-sea.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/S3szL5PIVCI/AAAAAAAAAGA/cfMR3H84eqg/s72-c/Upload40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-4230761079869939200</id><published>2010-02-16T18:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T21:41:10.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nobody can read your mind. you need to be upfront with your feelings for somebody or your opportunity, if there is any, will slip you by..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4230761079869939200?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4230761079869939200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4230761079869939200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4230761079869939200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4230761079869939200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/02/nobody-can-read-your-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1028671501707367473</id><published>2010-02-16T17:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T17:32:18.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/S3pmEAi5dzI/AAAAAAAAAF4/oMQKXodPlD0/s1600-h/tumblr_kxqc0bjox01qa6esco1_500.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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Sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6811679886556469390?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6811679886556469390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6811679886556469390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6811679886556469390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6811679886556469390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/02/long-time-didnt-post-already-so-decide.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3242643533409848640</id><published>2010-01-17T02:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T02:09:28.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sigh.. recently have been pondering over this word "friend".. what is the exact definition of this word? i sometimes don't understand what this word mean to you.. is friend there for you to play with? for you to disturb all the time? for you to oh well, i don't know what word to insert in..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since O level ended, we start working and we have drifted.. it had drift far away to a place where i can't reach anymore.. in fact, it had drift to a place where i can't even see your shadow anymore, with you new group of friends around you always..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously wondering whether did you ever treat me as your friend/brother anot.. did i judge the wrong person in you? i always thought you are those whom won't leave those that you know long enough de for someone whom you just know not long enough.. sigh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what am i typing.. its just a post i randomly think about and type out..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3242643533409848640?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3242643533409848640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3242643533409848640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3242643533409848640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3242643533409848640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2010/01/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4783568499025168512</id><published>2009-12-28T22:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T22:51:54.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The phone bill was exceptionally high and the man of the house called a&lt;br /&gt;family meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad: People this is unacceptable. You have to limit the use of the&lt;br /&gt;phone.I do not use this phone, I use the one at the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Same here, I hardly use this home telephone as I use my work&lt;br /&gt;telephone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son: Me too, I never use the home phone. I always use my company mobile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maid: So what is the problem? We all use our work telephones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4783568499025168512?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4783568499025168512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4783568499025168512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4783568499025168512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4783568499025168512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/12/phone-bill-was-exceptionally-high-and.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8099007967852086133</id><published>2009-12-28T19:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T23:02:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Who says that boys and girls can't ever be best friends?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship is one of the best things in this life , sometimes your friends are much closer to you than your own mother or father,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the question is :Do you believe that there is something called "friendship" between boys and girls?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the subject of this group....friendship is based on human interaction in spite of any gender, colour, religion, ethnicity or any other differences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship doesn't mean to talk everyday or to meet everyday and hangout together, for me it means, trust, responsibilty, being there when someone is needing you, so if there is someone that you like boy or girl, within the boundaries that your culture allows you, you can be friends...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8099007967852086133?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8099007967852086133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8099007967852086133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8099007967852086133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8099007967852086133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/12/who-says-that-boys-and-girls-cant-ever.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8478866229760567036</id><published>2009-12-26T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:48:10.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>risks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To laugh is to risk appearing a fool.&lt;br /&gt;To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.&lt;br /&gt;To reach out for another is to risk involvement.&lt;br /&gt;To expose feelings is to risk revealing your true self.&lt;br /&gt;To place your ideas, your dreams, before a crowdIs to risk rejection.&lt;br /&gt;To love is to risk not being loved in return.&lt;br /&gt;To live is to risk dying.&lt;br /&gt;To hope is to risk disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;To try is to risk failure.&lt;br /&gt;But risks must be taken, because the greatest hazard&lt;br /&gt;In life is to risk nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Those who risk nothing, do nothing, have nothing,&lt;br /&gt;And become nothing.&lt;br /&gt;They may avoid present suffering and sorrow, but they&lt;br /&gt;Will not learn, feel, change, grow, love, or live.&lt;br /&gt;Chained by their fear, they are slaves who have forfeited&lt;br /&gt;Their freedom.&lt;br /&gt;Only a person who risks is free.&lt;br /&gt;The pessimist complains about the wind;&lt;br /&gt;The optimist expects it to change;&lt;br /&gt;And the realist adjusts the sails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;—&lt;br /&gt;William Arthur Ward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is so good, i had to take it off from Ashley's blog(:&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to print this out and stick it somewhere. hahahahas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8478866229760567036?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8478866229760567036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8478866229760567036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8478866229760567036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8478866229760567036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/12/risks-to-laugh-is-to-risk-appearing.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3687205747740728983</id><published>2009-12-14T23:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:18:41.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SyZtGPA3A1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xsxMN3HIh58/s1600-h/370463860_4f10802f41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415135555836379986" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SyZtGPA3A1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xsxMN3HIh58/s320/370463860_4f10802f41.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you ever realise how friendships are so easily broken?how trust are so easily broken? how people, whom you thought were your friends, did so much just to hurt you badly. how people put on masks just to get close to you and make you think that they are your friends, and eventually make the worst out of you? If you look closely around you, there are many such "friends"around you who are like this. But on the bright side, there are also friends whom are true to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; how do you tell if your friends are true? it may be pretty difficult to tell for almost everyone of us, but there are definately some points where its obvious who are your friends and who are not.&lt;br /&gt;real friends, understand one another and they are the ones whom you can trust your secret with and depend on. They will never leak out your secrets or say things that harm you, be it infront or behind your back. At times, they may tease you around, but they will never speak ill of you, for they accept you for who you are. Also, in times of need, they are the one who will be there to comfort you and gives you support. Even if you are not in contact with one another for quite awhile, in times of need, they will be there for you no matter whenever it is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add on, true friends don't lead you by the nose. they work things out and walk abreast with you. Take for example, there were this friends of mine, friend &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;will always follow friend &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;B &lt;/span&gt;around wherever he goes. this isn't what friends are for. This seems more like a dog following its master. i'm not trying to say anyone though. Furthermore, true friends don't always break their promises due to small little things such as "i don't feel like going out anymore" or "i wanna sleep". Instead, they will keep to their promises that they made with you, and not make up stupid excuses to shake you off!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not trying to say that everybody are those type of people who put on masks to get around people. But, those people who do, are just simply too pathetic and miserable for they can't be who they are. The reasons these people want to make life miserable for others is simply because they are jealous of you or miserable themselves!. so, don't get upset by these type of people! they are so not worth it! [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i bet, those that are reading this post, most are thinking "i am not that type of friends!" but everyone did these things to at least one or more friends around them for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, its not like i'm saying that i have never done anything out of those points. YES, i do make up reasons just cause i don't feel like going out. and YES i do talk about my friends to other people! but NO, i don't say things that are untrue about my friends. i don't act like i'm your friend and behind you, i backstab you. If i really have something against you, you will know it, cause i would just say it in your face or show it out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you simply don't like it, what i can say/do is sorry, i am straightforward in stating my views and NO, i don't put on my masks just to get around people. i am who i am, i love being myself. if you know me well enough, you should know it. and if you don't like it, leave me then! its not like i'm holding a gun on your head and forcing you to stay by my side to pretend to be my friend. sorrys! i don't need these types of pretendy friends. [:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ♥ all my friends whom have gone through thick and thin alongside with me all the way! enduring all my nonsense,lamb stuff and my silliness! [:&lt;br /&gt;TZJ,WGKS,AWYL,CCS,SLKH,PHJ,SPYL,CLWY,CFCL,KLLZ,CSJ,TYT,ARBS,AMBS,DG,WEWL,SACM and lastly SSCL!&lt;br /&gt;to those names stated above, i simply love all of you! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are so many more, but these are my friends who had been with me through bad and happy times &amp;amp; given me advices and encouragements and not 瞧不起我！谢谢你们！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following message is for CCS: eh, pardon me eh for being so blur at work place.. i need time to adjust to things and there are simply too many storeroom and all the room names are weird! so allow me some time to remember the name and guide and help me along as we work together please! thanks! hope you would see this short message..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;adopted from : Edna Sia Wan Ling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3687205747740728983?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3687205747740728983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3687205747740728983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3687205747740728983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3687205747740728983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/12/do-you-ever-realise-how-friendships-are.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SyZtGPA3A1I/AAAAAAAAAFw/xsxMN3HIh58/s72-c/370463860_4f10802f41.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-3287085303189757077</id><published>2009-10-06T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T21:45:40.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>真的不知道你为什么要回来。别人回来是因为相信自己能去poly/JC，可是要回来，你就要用功读书，可是你每天都不要来，要这么颈部呢？我已经不管这么多了。我能做的也已经做了，你不要做，我也不能对你做什么。i wash my hands off you already. want come, your problem, don't want? your problem too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in class today keep sneezing, and used 3 packets of tissue.. had bad flu and runny nose, like a tap.. off to sleep already.. feeling unwell le. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3287085303189757077?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3287085303189757077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3287085303189757077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3287085303189757077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3287085303189757077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/10/polyjci-wash-my-hands-off-you-already.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6831084764363601754</id><published>2009-10-01T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T21:57:16.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>对你好失望。你说的话能信吗？你说你不想再逃学可是你还不要来。。只是省一个星期的学校而已，最后五天而已，你就不能忍吗？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我被一个老板骗。他妈的！叫我今天八点去拿东西，可是我到的时候你已经关店了。这时你这么作生意的吗？做生意就要讲性用嘛。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6831084764363601754?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6831084764363601754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6831084764363601754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6831084764363601754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6831084764363601754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1129490158319990927</id><published>2009-09-30T22:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:28:29.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我在想，我们到底是不是兄弟？你开口闭口都是兄弟来兄弟去的，可是有什么事我都是最后一个知道。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;不要再说了。。我觉得我怪怪的。。我知道很多东西，而且是对的东西。可是到了考试时间，看到了考卷我就不会做了。。比如说科学，我会满多的，可是考试时我就不会做了。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今晚在学校读书管学教晨升科学，我们还打苞水进去。没被抓到。哈哈！希望我所教你的，你会听了懂而且能absorb我教的。。O 水准 会考要到了。加油哦！（：&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1129490158319990927?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1129490158319990927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1129490158319990927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1129490158319990927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1129490158319990927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/09/absorbo.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7434890753675579020</id><published>2009-09-29T21:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T22:30:37.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>看来我真的放弃你了。现在感到很自由，见到你时不用感到这么尴尬了。我觉得放弃你了之后就没有那种被锁在鸟笼里的小鸟的感觉了。没了这种被锁在鸟笼里的感觉真舒服，要作什么就作设么，想作什么就作！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我还记得在九月四号二零零八年，我们的英文普通会考考完当天。我问你了之后你就一直逃避我，躲开我。最近我发现我比较接近你了，可惜的是我已经放弃你了。这也是一件好事，因为可以和你沟通，不用有那种尴尬的感觉。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7434890753675579020?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7434890753675579020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7434890753675579020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7434890753675579020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7434890753675579020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8567045368160413338</id><published>2009-09-28T21:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:15:29.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>suddenly felt like blogging, so shall post 1 article barh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this book and find it interesting, so shall just type something barh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't dwell on the past:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever the past was, it's gone. there is nothing you can do to change anything that has gone before and so you must turn your attention to the here and now. It iis hard to resis the allure of dwelling on what has gone before. But if you want to be successful in your life, you have to turn your attention to what is happening for you right now. You might be tempted to dwell on the past because it was awful or because it was wonderful. Either way, you have to leave it behind because the only way to live is in the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're revisiting the past because of regrets, then you need to be clear that you can't go back and undo what you've done. If you hang on to guilt, you're only damaging yourself. We've all made bad decisions that have adversely affected people around ius that we professed to love but whom we treated disgracefully. There isn't anything you can do to wipe the slate clean. What you can do is to resolve not to make such bad decisions again. That's all anyone can ask of us - that we acknowledge where we messed up and are trying our hardest not to repeat the pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the past was better for you and you hanker after your glory days, then learn to appreciate the memories but also move on and put your efforts into finding a different kind of good time right now. If it truly was better back then (take off those rose-tinted spectacles for a minute), maybe you can analyze exactly why-money,power,health,vitality,fun,youth. then move on to find other avenues to explore. We all have to leave good stuff behind and find new challenges, new areas to inspire us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every day that we wake up is a fresh start and we can make of it what we want, write what we want on that blank canvas. Keeping that enthusiasm going can be tough - a bit like trying to take up exercise. The first few times are impossibly hard but if you persevere, then on day you find you're jogging, walking, swimming without conscious effort. But getting going is really tough and requires immense powers of concentration, enthusiasm, dedication and perseverance to keep at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try to see the past as a room separate from the one you live in now. You can go in there but you don't live there anymore. You can go visit but it isn't home any more. Home is here now. Each second of this present is precious. Don't waste any drops of precious time by spending too much time in that old room. Don't miss what is happening now because you were too busy looking back, or later you'll be busy looking back at this time and wondering why you wasted it. Lve here, live now, live in this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random: i know you are concerned for me, but what you are doing is overly concern already, i'm feeling kinda irritated by it you know?! i know you want me to go home early to eat and to accompany you, but there is no need to call everyday and night! so what if you are alone at home? you watch tv also will sleep one! so just go sleep! and journey home from school is less then 5 minutes walk! so you worried so much for?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8567045368160413338?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8567045368160413338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-6107256907057396566</id><published>2009-08-19T21:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T22:01:48.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>well, it seems like many of you don't know how to use CCA point.. let me explain how it is use..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA point is useable only when&lt;br /&gt;1: there is someone who is entering the same course as you, but example the other person got the same points as you, but the other person has no CCA point and you have it, they will give you go in the course first before the other guy!&lt;br /&gt;2: example you are unable to get into the course, CCA point will be seen as a special talent of yours, maybe you will get a chance to get into the course.. thats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today got back chinese result, i am somewhat dissappointed in it.. hai.. gotten a C6 and merit.. i'm so fan now! don't know should i re take it or not.. hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6107256907057396566?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6107256907057396566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6107256907057396566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6107256907057396566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6107256907057396566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/08/well-it-seems-like-many-of-you-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8177163418208191083</id><published>2009-07-20T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:06:40.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>M.I.A from now till O finish? shall see how first! got to concentrate on O le.. bye peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn dissappointed.. hai.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8177163418208191083?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-247453242988965079</id><published>2009-07-10T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:44:37.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Limits - There are none&lt;br /&gt;Remember, we are able to control our STATE!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np-lQ0nQApA/SlQbinralvI/AAAAAAAAAbw/Vam84x-L4PE/s1600-h/DSC_0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_np-lQ0nQApA/SlQbiO2Z1kI/AAAAAAAAAbo/cWKfxafL1-k/s1600-h/DSC_0043.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_np-lQ0nQApA/SlQbhhN946I/AAAAAAAAAbg/-88iRpmXcmk/s1600-h/DSC_0047.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_np-lQ0nQApA/SlQbhFf4ITI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xaG52UqYKvQ/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the 3 people who keep us going, when the going gets tough!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choices have Consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Commitment is 100% Participation.&lt;br /&gt;There is no T.R.Y, only Do.&lt;br /&gt;Average is our greatest Enemy.&lt;br /&gt;The only limits we have, are the limits we set on ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always give your best in what you do,and stay around to reap the benefits of your hard work!&lt;br /&gt;you reap what you sow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update more when i free..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-247453242988965079?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-5395453640014353308</id><published>2009-07-08T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T23:52:30.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg! time is short! no time to do alot of homeworks!! shit man! by tomorrow suppose to hand in 7 homework!! shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5395453640014353308?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5395453640014353308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5395453640014353308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8986809823222994459?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8986809823222994459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8986809823222994459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8986809823222994459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8986809823222994459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-want-to-tell-you-but-i-dont-have.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5775945920881275832</id><published>2009-07-02T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T21:54:19.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>class pictures are all out, all 5 of them, informal 1,2, formal 1, candid shot and buddy shot.. 511 people want them? ask me through msn..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5775945920881275832?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-7678471635828972633</id><published>2009-07-01T21:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:59:37.248+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SktrahZbZII/AAAAAAAAAFo/3kuPUL4JYXU/s1600-h/charbanner2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 205px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353490685445760130" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SktrahZbZII/AAAAAAAAAFo/3kuPUL4JYXU/s320/charbanner2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.ourfeistyprincess.com/index.php"&gt;http://www.ourfeistyprincess.com/index.php&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please go to this website, send words of encouragement to the kid's mum.. this kid is down with some rare case of cancer and needed around $500k just to receive treatment from NY, go to that web to find out more about her conditions and how you can help out too..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7678471635828972633?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7678471635828972633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7678471635828972633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7678471635828972633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7678471635828972633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/07/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SktrahZbZII/AAAAAAAAAFo/3kuPUL4JYXU/s72-c/charbanner2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-4874551503523046738</id><published>2009-06-28T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:42:15.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>homework! haven't do yet! die man! 9 homework to be completed and hand in by monday! shit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-690870873545229123</id><published>2009-06-28T12:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:10:47.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352237597161754514" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/Skb3vLxRD5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/KJxCKFltoyQ/s320/IMG_0001_NEW.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my confirmation class classmate.. same class with them since primary 1, and till now, i still don't know most of their name.. hahas! for the girls side, i only know 1.. for boys side, i only know 9 names.. hahas, among so many, i know 10 people only.. =X starting to miss them already.. hahas, 1 year ++ didn't meet up already.. &gt;&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-690870873545229123?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/690870873545229123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=690870873545229123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/690870873545229123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/690870873545229123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/Skb3vLxRD5I/AAAAAAAAAFg/KJxCKFltoyQ/s72-c/IMG_0001_NEW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-6622402891518781180</id><published>2009-06-18T21:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:39:45.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm so bored!! no one online to chat with!! no one at home to talk with!! grrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-random post below-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a leader is real hard.. after being nearly 2 years of leader now then i relise it is hard.. being a leader must do lots of things, so many till it's uncountable.. grrr, do i have the qualities to be a leader? i don't think so i have the qualities to be 1.. after 2 years of being a leader, there is 3 going to be 3 more years of leadership coming to me.. can i endure it and go through the remaining 3 years smoothly? hopefully i can do it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a leader,&lt;br /&gt;1st must care of others well-being&lt;br /&gt;2nd, must be far looking&lt;br /&gt;3rd, must be able to think quick&lt;br /&gt;4th, must be able to solve a problem quick&lt;br /&gt;5th, must be responsible&lt;br /&gt;6th, must ask ownself alot of question&lt;br /&gt;7th, must be able to plan&lt;br /&gt;8th, courage to made correct decisions&lt;br /&gt;9th, courage to own up ones fault&lt;br /&gt;10th, integrity&lt;br /&gt;11st, respect&lt;br /&gt;12nd, the spirit to do the chosen decisions&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot more, currently only can think of this much.. do i really have the capabilities of being a leader? currently i have only accomplished task 1, 2,5,6, little bit of 7, 8, 9, 10, and 12 .. hopefully i can accomplish the others.. there are others many many more points which i have forgetton.. haiz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6622402891518781180?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6622402891518781180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6622402891518781180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6622402891518781180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6622402891518781180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-bored-no-one-online-to-chat-with.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1282114814948382897</id><published>2009-06-17T00:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T22:27:28.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. Besides lips, where is your spot to get kissed?&lt;br /&gt;Cheek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How do You feel when you woke up this morning?&lt;br /&gt;so-so? just go back sleep after wake up lorh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Who was that last person you talked with?&lt;br /&gt;family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Would you consider yourself spoiled?&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Would you donate blood?&lt;br /&gt;depends, i'm scare of pain.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Have you ever have a best friend who opposite sex?&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Do you want someone dead?&lt;br /&gt;nah! forgive and forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What does the last message says?&lt;br /&gt;"i'm sian too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you thinking now?&lt;br /&gt;about her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Do you wish someone with you right now?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What time you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;3am+, near 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who was the last person you texted?&lt;br /&gt;zhihui jie jie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. 10 people tagged to do quiz&lt;br /&gt;1. wan ying&lt;br /&gt;2. mei qi&lt;br /&gt;3. sylvia&lt;br /&gt;4. suzanne&lt;br /&gt;5. perri&lt;br /&gt;6. samuel&lt;br /&gt;7. shelby&lt;br /&gt;8. zhijun&lt;br /&gt;9. pei yun&lt;br /&gt;10. cherry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who is 2 having relationship?&lt;br /&gt;(mei qi) Dennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Is 3 a female?&lt;br /&gt;(sylvia)yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If 7 and 6 get together,would it be a good thing?&lt;br /&gt;(shelby and samuel) hmmm, of course it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What is 1 studying about?&lt;br /&gt;(wan ying) hmmm, how i know what she studying about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What was the last time you chatted with 5?&lt;br /&gt;(perri) eh, last week?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Is 4 single?&lt;br /&gt;(suzanne) i think so, long time didn't chat with her liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Say something about 2?&lt;br /&gt;(mei qi) eh, alot things to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What do You think of 3 and 6 being together?&lt;br /&gt;(sylvia and samuel) ehh, impossible, they don't know each other and they have their own sweet heart liao.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do You think if 6 and 7 fight?&lt;br /&gt;(samuel and shelby) hmmm, it's impossible.. he would not fight with a girl.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Do You like 3?&lt;br /&gt;(sylvia)of course, she's my mei mei.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WAS YOUR:&lt;br /&gt;1. Last beverage: green tea&lt;br /&gt;2. Last phone call: wan ying&lt;br /&gt;3. Last text message: zhi hui&lt;br /&gt;4. Last song You listened to: cai hong&lt;br /&gt;5. Last time You cried: last day of camp (13 june)&lt;br /&gt;6. Dated someone twice: nah&lt;br /&gt;7. Been cheated on: yup&lt;br /&gt;8. Kissed someone &amp;amp; regretted it: nah.. first kiss is important, won't lose it so easily.. xD&lt;br /&gt;9. Lost someone special: yup.. ):&lt;br /&gt;10. Been depressed: yup&lt;br /&gt;11. Been drunk and threw up: drunk yes, threw up no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIST THREE FAVORITE COLOURS:&lt;br /&gt;12. Black&lt;br /&gt;13. White&lt;br /&gt;14. blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS YEAR HAVE YOU:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Made a new friend:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Laughed until You cried:yup, just recently, last saturday only(13 june)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Met someone who changed You: yes! recently also! saturday 1am+(13 june)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Found out who Your true friends were:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Found out someone was talking about You:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many kids do You want to have:concentrate on studies first, no need to plan so far far&lt;br /&gt;away de things yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Do You have pets:hmmm, games inside de pets count?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Do You want to change Your name:nah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What did You do for Your last birthdae: sleeping! sleep from 1am till 7pm! shiok man! 18 hours of sleep straight.. why sleep so long? cause no one going celebrate mine birthday! and i just came back from camp! 4 days 3 nights slept 4-5 hours nia! so sleep all the way lorh.. btw, birthday just past nia(14 june)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What time did You wake up today:8am++&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What were You doing at midnight last night:rushing f&amp;amp;n coursework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Name something You CANNOT wait for:O level to end and CI course!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Last time You saw Your Mother:eh, 10pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What is one thing You wish You could change about Your life: the way i speak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What are You listening to right now: fan sound&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Have You ever talked to a person named Tom: yea, tom dick and harry marh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What's getting on Your nerves right now: nothing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Most visited webpage:http://onemanga.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Whats Your real name: Andy Ng De Yuan, in school only use Ng De Yuan nia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Nicknames: lots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Relationship Status:single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Zodiac sign?:Gemini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Male or female?:male&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Elementary?:East Coast Primary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Middle School?:Ping yi secondary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. High school/college?: i can't predict the future can i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Hair colour:black black + white white..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Long or short:long + short.. just nice for me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What do You like about Yourself?: eh, i don't know also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Piercings:none..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Tattoos:None&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Righty or lefty:what right or left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. First surgery:nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. First piercing:don't have, don't feel like reducing any of my skin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. First best friend(s):eh, alot lei! know each other since kindergarden and now in same class&lt;br /&gt;still..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. First sport You joined: table tennis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. First vacation: australia when i'm 4-5 years old.. can't remember much of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. First pair of trainers:new balance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. Eating:my saliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. Drinking:my saliver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. I'm about to:do finish this quiz and pass it to 10 people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56. Listening to:fan sound.. thought i answered this question le?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. Waiting on: the day the CI course come!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR FUTURE :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Want kids?: of course.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. Get Married?: eh, want to have kids of course marry first right? if not adopt meh? lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60. Career?: eh, need to marry need $$ right? no career how to get $$????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHICH IS BETTER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. Lips or eyes:eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. Hugs or kisses: kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Shorter or taller:Taller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Older or Younger: younger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. Romantic or spontaneous:Romantic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. Nice stomach or nice arms:stomach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Sensitive or loud:loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. Hook-up or relationship: relationship&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. Trouble maker or hesitant:Trouble maker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE YOU EVER :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. Kissed a stranger:No, first kiss is important, won't anyhow lose it de.. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. Drank hard liquor:Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. Lost glasses/contacts:nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. Sex on first date:nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. Broken someone's heart:nope.. its the opposite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Been arrested:no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;76. Turned someone down:nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU BELIEVE IN:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77. Yourself:Yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;78. Miracles:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;79. Love at first sight:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;80. Heaven:yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;81. Santa Claus:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;82. Angels:yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER TRUTHFULLY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;83. Had more than 1 girlfriend/boifriend at a time:Nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;84. Did you sing today?:yea..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;85. Ever cheated on somebody?:nah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;86. If You could go back in time, how far would You go?: i want it to go back to when i am still a&lt;br /&gt;baby, nothing to worry about, so carefree.. worryless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;87. If You could pick a day from last Year and relive it, what would it be?:birthday lorh.. last&lt;br /&gt;year birthday is the only birthday that i have enjoyed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;88. Are You afraid of falling in love?:nope..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;89. Posting this as?:post?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;90. truths?:yup, everything here is true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;91. Love Yourself?:nah, not really..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1282114814948382897?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1282114814948382897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1282114814948382897' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1282114814948382897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1282114814948382897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/1.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5023341412487356927</id><published>2009-06-16T00:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:59:42.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i was right, i didn't dote on the wrong person.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a relieve to find out this! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5023341412487356927?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5023341412487356927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5023341412487356927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5023341412487356927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5023341412487356927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-was-right-i-didnt-dote-on-wrong.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2370566457024902547</id><published>2009-06-15T22:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T23:00:20.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>back from camp on sat, can say it is the first npcc camp i enjoyed, but it is seriously tired.. 4days 3 nights i slept 4-5 hours only.. tiring.. last day of camp, my hands and legs were full of cuts because of belaying job.. it's painful, but fun! taken some phots, when i get it, i will post it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat(13 june) end camp around 3pm.. reach home, bath then use com, use halfway slept, then receive sms and wake up again, keep repeating till i bth, silent phone.. hahas! sorry if i didn't reply sms! too tired already!! don't blame me! 4pm+ song jie called me, ask me to meet him around 5 at his house there, i said okay, then shortly after i hang the call, i pomp back to sleep.. 5.45, he sms me and i wake up again.. then quickly rush to prepare to go out.. reach and meet him around 6.30pm already.. hahas, meet him then take bus 17 to fiona house, where a bbq(celebrate mine and siao huan) await for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went there feel like sleeping, but don't want, cause quite rude.. just tahan all the way.. eat eat eat, chat chat chat, rest rest rest. around 9+, receive a surprise! they brought a cake for me and of course siao huan de also! hahas.. eat the cake, then off to pool room and play awhile.. go back up to roof top to continue bbq, but the guard came and chase us out, so we pack and go off we went to playground, slack there, took some pictures, play water bomb.. went home at around 11.30, almost missed the last bus.. in bus sleeping, reach home around 1am+.. slept all the way till next day 7pm+, woo, not bad! 18 hours of sleep.. hahas!! and that is how i spent my birthday!! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to all those who wish me, belated, early or punctual.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently only have some pictures, i get the rest, i upload again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347565497130218674" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s320/dy%2Bsh.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course the 2 most infront de is birthdays babies larh! advance celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZfLxH-bTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4GpbsiyxRIQ/s1600-h/sh%2Bdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347566263319031090" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZfLxH-bTI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/4GpbsiyxRIQ/s320/sh%2Bdy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see their hand, all got bomb de! preparing to throw at me hor!! but i don't know i is lucky or lucky.. hahas! i didnt' get wet at all!!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZfWlsy_2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jQh13429N6c/s1600-h/sh%2Bdy%2B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347566449230806882" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZfWlsy_2I/AAAAAAAAAFY/jQh13429N6c/s320/sh%2Bdy%2B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s1600-h/dy%2Bsh.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2370566457024902547?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2370566457024902547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2370566457024902547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2370566457024902547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2370566457024902547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/back-from-camp-on-sat-can-say-it-is.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/SjZefK2U9LI/AAAAAAAAAFI/i5aU5LhqTY4/s72-c/dy%2Bsh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-4128566568089793779</id><published>2009-06-09T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:28:36.297+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been attending all the lesson up to date, today during f&amp;amp;n keep sneaking out to take a break, staring at com for long hours is tiring!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian,&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow camp start already.. so many things not done yet, haven't iron my uniform, haven't pack my bag, haven't update the time table yet, haven't inform those ex ping yians what to bring for camp! omg! so many things undone! how?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4128566568089793779?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4128566568089793779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4128566568089793779' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4128566568089793779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4128566568089793779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/been-attending-all-lesson-up-to-date.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-182389306836470074</id><published>2009-06-07T10:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:23:48.159+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>o.0, i just relised, i am suppose to attend 4 lesson each for chem, ss, eng, geo and poa.. but i only attended 1 lesson each and none for poa over the week!! hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tues, attended chem and ss, then after that, prepare to go to HTA for competition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wed, overslept till 11.. go for eng and geo.. poa teacher didn't come, so can't attend lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thurs, didn't go school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, didn't go school also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-182389306836470074?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/182389306836470074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=182389306836470074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/182389306836470074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/182389306836470074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/o.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7819179238104973743</id><published>2009-06-06T18:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:38:43.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went for npcc training today, teach those sec 2s stuff i can vomit blood, take so bloody long to learn.. 3 hours to learn 2 lashing.. zzz, played games, and sprained dao ankle.. nothing else.. bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm gonna to visit a "tie da" tomorrow, the pain is so unbearable that i am so tired and i can't go to sleep! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7819179238104973743?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7819179238104973743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7819179238104973743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7819179238104973743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7819179238104973743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/went-for-npcc-training-today-teach.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1591248927859167071</id><published>2009-06-02T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:37:34.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>left school at 12.18pm, went to school opposite to take cab to inter to meet up with Damai sec and Temasek sec.. they are late.. =="board the bus and trying to sleep in bus, but can't cause it is very bumpy.. reach Home Team Acadamic(HTA) at 1.04PM, walk all the way to range complex and it is so far far away from entrance and we can't take the bus inside.. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach range complex at around 1.28 and need to change to full U and wait for our turn to go in.. we have 17 minutes to change to full u.. that is more then enough, 5 minutes is enough already actually.. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after change finish, find Mrs Ong and she insists on giving us physics worksheet to do while waitng for our turn to shoot.. ==" lazy to do so anyhow do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awhile later, some one come in and ask us to go in and wait, went in, lots of school inside.. we were supposed to shoot at 2 by the way, but we got to wait and wait and wait until 4+ then is my turn to shoot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shoot is not up to expectation.. scored 105/200 only.. ): i didn't shoot out 1 bullet, cause of stupid gun, jam at the last moment, then can't shoot out.. then sir's ask who haven't shoot finish, i can't even hear what he saying.. so i don't know anything and 1 bullet is wasted.. 5 marks lei!! if not for this bullet, i get full marks for the first target liao! 40/40 lei!! i got 35/40.. ==" second target is worst, i totally no mood to shoot already, anyhow aim, it's harder to aim also, cause it is circle target and the point is very small.. scored 70/160 for the circle target.. total scored 105/200.. quite dissapointed with the result.. ): but it's okay, cause i am one of the best in the bus that i took with Damai and temasek sec.. =D i think top 5 if i'm not wrong.. =D hahas..&lt;br /&gt;taken some photos, free then i upload.. so cya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1591248927859167071?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1591248927859167071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1591248927859167071' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1591248927859167071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1591248927859167071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/left-school-at-12.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7972336889098910078</id><published>2009-06-01T18:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T18:58:32.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tagged by : Miss Ong Mei Qi!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full name : Andy Ng De Yuan&lt;br /&gt;Nickname : LOTS! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current :&lt;br /&gt;Drinking - Nothing! :D&lt;br /&gt;Eating - Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Mood - bored?&lt;br /&gt;Doing -Doing this quiz!&lt;br /&gt;Listening - the sound of the fan blowing wind towards me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why ,Where ,What ,Who ,When ?&lt;br /&gt;Why ?&lt;br /&gt;are you quiet ? Am I quiet?&lt;br /&gt;are you blogging ? because i've been asked to do so.. hahas!&lt;br /&gt;are you loving someone ? because i just love her!&lt;br /&gt;are you always helping ? because i'm kind.. =D&lt;br /&gt;are your parents working ? To earn money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where ?&lt;br /&gt;are you ? home lorh..&lt;br /&gt;is your phone ? infront of me..&lt;br /&gt;is your love one ? at home.. =D&lt;br /&gt;is your parents ? dad off to work, mum come back home!&lt;br /&gt;is your bed ? at my room lorh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What ?&lt;br /&gt;are you trying to proof ? nothing?&lt;br /&gt;are you blogging ? This quiz?&lt;br /&gt;is the person you LOVE doing ? eh, sleeping..&lt;br /&gt;are your parents doing as ? they not doing anything.. =="&lt;br /&gt;is your bed colour ? ROYGBIV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who ?&lt;br /&gt;are you ?Deyuan&lt;br /&gt;are you tagging to do this quiz ? eh, whoever that comes to my mind lorh..&lt;br /&gt;is the person you loveee ? Her! why you want to know?! don't be kpo!? C:&lt;br /&gt;are your parents ? My parents is my parents lorh..&lt;br /&gt;is lying on your bed ? hmmm, i think my bloster, pillow, wallet, blanket and bed sheet lorh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When ?&lt;br /&gt;are you going out ? eh, soon?&lt;br /&gt;is your phone ringing ? eh, how i know? i can't predict the future can i? hahas&lt;br /&gt;are you going out with your love one ? no hope, can't go out with her at all! ):&lt;br /&gt;are your parents coming back ? Night time don't know what timing!&lt;br /&gt;are you changing your bed sheet ? when it is smelly larh! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tag 15 person to do this quiz :&lt;br /&gt;1)zhijun&lt;br /&gt;2)wan ying&lt;br /&gt;3)alicia&lt;br /&gt;4)pei yun&lt;br /&gt;5)zuer&lt;br /&gt;6)samuel&lt;br /&gt;7)jane&lt;br /&gt;8)ya ling&lt;br /&gt;9)shindy&lt;br /&gt;10)james&lt;br /&gt;11)hao jun&lt;br /&gt;12)amandy&lt;br /&gt;13)cherry&lt;br /&gt;14)shelby&lt;br /&gt;15)Whoever that is a human being that want to do this quiz.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7972336889098910078?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7972336889098910078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7972336889098910078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7972336889098910078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7972336889098910078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/06/tagged-by-miss-ong-mei-qi-full-name.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6232910111702306919</id><published>2009-05-31T18:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T15:18:44.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>taken from pei yun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intructions: Use the 1st letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real places, names &amp;amp;/or objects, but nothing made up! Try to use different answers if the person you got this from has the same 1st initial. You CAN'T use your name for the boy/girl name question. Have fun with it and tag 5 person to do this! :D&lt;br /&gt;1) 4 LETTER WORD : Dogs&lt;br /&gt;2) BOY NAME : Derick&lt;br /&gt;3) GIRL NAME : Deby&lt;br /&gt;4) OCCUPATION : Diver&lt;br /&gt;5) A COLOUR : Dark blue&lt;br /&gt;6) SOMETHING YOU WEAR : D?????&lt;br /&gt;7) BEVERAGE : D????????&lt;br /&gt;8) FOOD : Dessert&lt;br /&gt;9) SOMETHING FOUND IN A BATHROOM : Door&lt;br /&gt;10) A PLACE : Dhouby ghout&lt;br /&gt;11) REASON FOR BEING LATE : Don't feel like coming&lt;br /&gt;12) SOMETHING YOU SHOUT : DOG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)wan ying&lt;br /&gt;2)alicia&lt;br /&gt;3)zhijun&lt;br /&gt;4)perri&lt;br /&gt;5)sylvia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6232910111702306919?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-473048023151003108</id><published>2009-05-30T18:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T19:13:09.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hectic days are ahead..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st june = chinese O level&lt;br /&gt;2nd june = intensive week 1 start, chemistry, ss, eng, geo and poa. 0.22 revolver shooting prelim round, 12-3pm&lt;br /&gt;3rd june-5th june = intensive week&lt;br /&gt;8th june = intensive week 8-4, sp trip, 12-6.&lt;br /&gt;9th june = intensive week 8-4, sp trip 12-6&lt;br /&gt;10th june = intensive week 8-4, sp trip 12-6, npcc annual camp start(last camp, 4D3N)&lt;br /&gt;11th june-13th june = camp&lt;br /&gt;14th june = mine birthday + father's day&lt;br /&gt;22th june-23th june = chinese remedial time unknown!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8261563097357991745</id><published>2009-05-29T20:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:18:00.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mine birthday this year is going to be a boring 1.. hai.. my birthday this year fall on father's day which mean friends going out to celebrate with their father.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8261563097357991745?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-1769665157574209901</id><published>2009-05-28T17:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T17:59:33.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hai.. as days goes by, my interest in studing take a plunge.. who can motivate me to study? hai..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1769665157574209901?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1769665157574209901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1769665157574209901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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type='html'>meet the parent session on friday.. hai.. failed badly, all failed except chinese.. but i can say there is slight improvement.. slight improvement is not enough! so little time left.. and i am not able to concentrate in school! how?! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8995879724550058444?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8995879724550058444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8995879724550058444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8995879724550058444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8995879724550058444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/meet-parent-session-on-friday.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2420303975527335972</id><published>2009-05-24T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:04:21.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wee!!! today go suntec convection center to get renew contract.. and also to buy new phone.. got a big surprise from my dad, sis and bro.. hahas! at first they ask me to choose a phone that i want, then they say no money to buy, then i choose nokia E71.. and i go sit down while waiting they talk finish.. my turn to sign de time, then they give me the surprise.. nokia 5800.. hahas! i'm jumping like crazy just now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired tired... hahas, time to go sleep.. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2420303975527335972?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2420303975527335972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2420303975527335972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2420303975527335972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2420303975527335972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/wee-today-go-suntec-convection-center.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7751333459641779649</id><published>2009-05-22T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:18:04.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bad mood! it's true, when one mood is down, everything you do is not good too! even food taste sucky too! bad mood thanks to certain someone! damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you ask me to bang my head on the wall right, i make sure i do it in front of your FACE! i swear i will do it! you said this sentence again, i swear i do it IN FRONT OF YOU! FUCK YOU!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7751333459641779649?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7751333459641779649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7751333459641779649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7751333459641779649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7751333459641779649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/bad-mood-its-true-when-one-mood-is-down.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8942771740700552778</id><published>2009-05-21T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T17:25:34.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh gosh! i have failed badly.. i am starting to have lesser interest in studies already! how? who can motivate me? ): currently failed subjects.. POA,English compo,Maths,Chemistry and Chinese compo.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8942771740700552778?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8942771740700552778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8942771740700552778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8942771740700552778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8942771740700552778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-gosh-i-have-failed-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1706207986586089423</id><published>2009-05-20T12:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T12:01:54.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BIASED! STOP DENYING IT! I HATE YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1706207986586089423?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1706207986586089423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1706207986586089423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1706207986586089423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1706207986586089423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/biased-stop-denying-it-i-hate-you.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6326560698035224113</id><published>2009-05-19T00:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:38:27.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>CI CI CI CI CI CI CI CI CI CI COURSE!! WOOOHOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6326560698035224113?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6326560698035224113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6326560698035224113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6326560698035224113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6326560698035224113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-ci-course.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7989399749155233339</id><published>2009-05-17T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T19:27:34.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/Sg_0m-ngxoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fTMYHK8LYVE/s1600-h/GW-9100P-7ER.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336753033938257538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 159px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/Sg_0m-ngxoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fTMYHK8LYVE/s320/GW-9100P-7ER.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i want this watch!! but it's only available in Europe!! shit man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7989399749155233339?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7989399749155233339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7989399749155233339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7989399749155233339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7989399749155233339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-want-this-watch-but-its-only.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Nlw-UOFP_SM/Sg_0m-ngxoI/AAAAAAAAAFA/fTMYHK8LYVE/s72-c/GW-9100P-7ER.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-2040404083021509475</id><published>2009-05-16T23:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:16:35.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's so late already, i'm still the only child now at home.. even if my sis get home, i'd get bored too, so it's doesn't make any difference actually.. my bro born in 1988, sis born in 1985, the age gap is big! how can we ever have fun together at home? rarely will that happen..&lt;br /&gt;hai.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2040404083021509475?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2040404083021509475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2040404083021509475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2040404083021509475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2040404083021509475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-so-late-already-im-still-only-child.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1927808615605410954</id><published>2009-05-16T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:17:46.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so bored at home!! exam time bored, non exam time also bored.. hai.. only time i not bored is during school time.. ._.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1927808615605410954?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1927808615605410954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1927808615605410954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1927808615605410954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1927808615605410954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-bored-at-home-exam-time-bored-non.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1554821199828361235</id><published>2009-05-15T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:57:43.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>confused states of mind now.. hai.. the course is quite attractive, kayaking cert which is very expensive outside, go oversea course for cheap cheap price.. it's so attractive man!! if i go, need to come back for 3 years leh, but there will sure to be having joy and fun and of course saddness and angry-ness(even though don't have this word, hahas!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should i give it a try? or should i not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;confuse confuse confuse!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1554821199828361235?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1554821199828361235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1554821199828361235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1554821199828361235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1554821199828361235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/confused-states-of-mind-now.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-808854241668857686</id><published>2009-05-14T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T21:47:08.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths paper 1 quite easy, but alot careless mistake maked.. paper 2 is hard.. hopefully i will be able to pass maths!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray to God!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really really really wish i can pass my MYE! parents putting alot of hopes in me for my MYE.. but i am so careless, keep making stupid mistakes! shit man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-808854241668857686?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/808854241668857686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=808854241668857686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/808854241668857686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/808854241668857686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/maths-paper-1-quite-easy-but-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2782591888527215215</id><published>2009-05-14T00:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T00:24:02.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>receive news that there will be no prom night this year.. isit true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shanti! why you come our school then so many things don't have uh?! damn you larh! no sports day, no prom night.. what else are you going to cancel? go and cancel O and N level too? =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2782591888527215215?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2782591888527215215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2782591888527215215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2782591888527215215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2782591888527215215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/receive-news-that-there-will-be-no-prom.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-2390750725279225226</id><published>2009-05-13T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:03:58.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>planned to wake up at 11pm yesterday night to memorize social studies, but was so sleepy that i slept from 9AM all the way till 7AM.. hurried to bath and then rush to school to memorise ss as i can't concentrate at home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social studies quite easy to me today, but physics paper is screwed by me already.. quite hard and those easy question which i'm supposed to get it right, i get it wrong due to careless mistake!! think i can get 20+ to 30+ over 85.. hai.. shit man! so careless! next time shall check through alot alot alot alot alot times!! ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-2390750725279225226?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/2390750725279225226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=2390750725279225226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2390750725279225226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/2390750725279225226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/planned-to-wake-up-at-11pm-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-7651566978460433798</id><published>2009-05-12T20:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T21:01:10.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>played tennis and little bit of volley ball today.. while walking, stepped onto the stupid nails on the ground at parade square and causing me to limb now.. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-7651566978460433798?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/7651566978460433798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=7651566978460433798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7651566978460433798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/7651566978460433798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/played-tennis-and-little-bit-of-volley.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5278726328599630329</id><published>2009-05-12T18:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T20:58:34.625+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PISSED'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PISSED!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;damn &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pissed&lt;/span&gt; off today in the morning larh!! go home room, then miss goh told us that we have to purchase a coupon of $10 for the carnival held on 30th may in school.. it's not even compulsory to go and mdn shanti told miss goh to tell whole class that everyone is suppose to buy 1 booklet each if no one volunter to buy.. WTF MAN!! we are having "O" level mother tongue paper in 2 days after saturday, 30 may and mdm shanti expect us to go? even if we didn't go, we still have to buy the coupon.. we can give the booklet to siblings or sell to juniors? my siblings are all older and they hate the school too! what the fuck do they want to come back for pyss anymore? =.="&lt;br /&gt;selling to juniors is impossible man! i even have some juniors coming up to me and ask me to buy the coupon from them man! how is it possible can i sell it to them when they have already come up front to find me? what the fuck larh! go and think larh MADAM SHANTI! don't come here waste our time and money larh! give us concentrate on studies larh! fuck!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5278726328599630329?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5278726328599630329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5278726328599630329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5278726328599630329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5278726328599630329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/pissed-damn-pissed-off-today-in-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1302637592831307229</id><published>2009-05-11T20:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:37:23.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went out to study today with chen sheng, winston, don, samuel, james and shelby.. study physics and social studies with alot of crap going on.. play true or dare at around 4+ and home sweet home at around 6..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wasted not to work today sey.. those mediacorp star, michelle and shawn? marry today at the hotel where i worked.. alot stars attend sey..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chen sheng, don't be too sad larh!! hahas! who ask you to reject their offer?! they ask you to work, then you said you don't want.. hahas..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1302637592831307229?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1302637592831307229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1302637592831307229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1302637592831307229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1302637592831307229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/went-out-to-study-today-with-chen-sheng.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-198484932986918550</id><published>2009-05-10T01:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:05:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg omg!! i now don't have unlimited sms already!! how am i going to sms like mad now!! shit man! the bill bomb like mad larh! $100++ thanks to starhub! plan expired didn't even inform me!! wtf!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-198484932986918550?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/198484932986918550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=198484932986918550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/198484932986918550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/198484932986918550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/omg-omg-i-now-dont-have-unlimited-sms.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4751837494425534744</id><published>2009-05-05T18:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T18:50:24.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had english paper 1 and 2 today.. damn crappy, paper 1 i don't know what am i writing cause the question is all kinda hard and i choose 1 that i think is easy.. question 4, imagine that you are a school prefect or class monitor, write down 1 thing that you feel proud of your school mate.. but i think overall, the paper is quite easy.. think i can pass..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after english paper 2, immediately rush to kitchen to prepare for tomorrow practical exam..&lt;br /&gt;found out that still short of alot of things.. total amount i spend on the ingredients is near $30.. parents don't want give, i still got to dig out my own pocket money.. wtf is this man?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't give me money, you don't kpkb me so much.. there is a certain level of my patience, i can't take it anymore, don't blame me for whatever i do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for goodness sake, you are a guy, not a gay, stop acting like a gay! you are not cute at all! stop acting cute all the time!! make me feel disgusted!!! you should know who i am refering to.. no names is stated here, if you think it is you, then it is you.. =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;stop acting like a gay man!! stop acting cute too!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4751837494425534744?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4751837494425534744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4751837494425534744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4751837494425534744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4751837494425534744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/had-english-paper-1-and-2-today.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4100066046875112641</id><published>2009-05-04T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T19:47:40.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wednesday is f&amp;amp;n "O" level practical exam already.. quite excited about it, but the dishes i am going to cook is quite complicated lei.. i need to hand made soya bean milk, then the watermelon basket, quite time consuming.. guess i'm just going to choose a small small watermelon barh? hahas.. wed finish prac then take some pic.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;there is a boundry between us.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4100066046875112641?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4100066046875112641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4100066046875112641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4100066046875112641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4100066046875112641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/wednesday-is-f-o-level-practical-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-780473178839478715</id><published>2009-05-03T17:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:35:27.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>down with flu since yesterday and this morning wake up with slight fever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flu is irritating man!! keep making me sneeze.. =.="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-780473178839478715?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/780473178839478715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=780473178839478715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/780473178839478715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/780473178839478715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/down-with-flu-since-yesterday-and-this.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-8441053545700750146</id><published>2009-05-01T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T21:03:02.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;you have my blessings.. last long..&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;-edit-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop adding more pressure and trouble to me larh!! i hate you!! i'm here trying to rush out my coursework, and here you are disturbing me!! asking me just to help you buy your dinner when you can buy it yourself? and i am not the only person at home! there is also kor at home! you don't call him, you just call me when he is sitting there watching tv?! what the fuck is this larh!? still ask me to work hard for my "O" level? do you think i can do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FUCK OFF MAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-8441053545700750146?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/8441053545700750146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=8441053545700750146' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8441053545700750146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/8441053545700750146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-have-my-blessings.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1869914618076713409</id><published>2009-04-30T23:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T23:01:57.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x9649_watermelon-basket-cooking-tip_creation&amp;related=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.dailymotion.com/swf/x9649_watermelon-basket-cooking-tip_creation&amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="381" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x9649_watermelon-basket-cooking-tip_creation"&gt;Watermelon Basket = Cooking Tip =&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/timmyboi"&gt;timmyboi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this interesting dish while doing some research.. i am going to do this dish!! =DD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1869914618076713409?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1869914618076713409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1869914618076713409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1869914618076713409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1869914618076713409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/watermelon-basket-cooking-tip-uploaded.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4293698644748688759</id><published>2009-04-30T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T21:23:27.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i'm tired.. so tired that i want to give up already.. tired of everything in my life.. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4293698644748688759?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4293698644748688759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4293698644748688759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4293698644748688759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4293698644748688759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6852947373000731202</id><published>2009-04-29T20:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T20:11:12.109+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coursework to be hand in tomorrow, NPCC camp proposal to be hand in tomorrow also.. and camp proposal i haven't even plan yet!! how to do finish so many things in just 1 day?! -_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6852947373000731202?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6852947373000731202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6852947373000731202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6852947373000731202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6852947373000731202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/coursework-to-be-hand-in-tomorrow-npcc.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-250125376972290667</id><published>2009-04-28T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:39:24.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school's life is very exhausting.. especially f&amp;amp;n, it is stressing me out, next wednesday practical exam and i am now currently still at development, can i complete it in time? finding recipes and it is damn hard to find a balanced recipe larh! the recipe that i have currently found is near to balanced diet, but it still short of calcium and fibre!! and food that only have calcium and fibre and nothing else?? if have, please tell me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-250125376972290667?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/250125376972290667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=250125376972290667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/250125376972290667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/250125376972290667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/schools-life-is-very-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-136300538940863845</id><published>2009-04-27T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T22:29:56.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to popular, and just one trip to there, spent nearly $40.. pocket got a big big hole sia.. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, $30 was being sponsered.. only chen sheng know.. hahas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-136300538940863845?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/136300538940863845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=136300538940863845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/136300538940863845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/136300538940863845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-popular-and-just-one-trip-to_27.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-1627328883737954762</id><published>2009-04-27T21:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T21:23:55.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went to popular, and just one trip to there, spent nearly $40.. pocket got a big big hole sia.. T_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-1627328883737954762?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/1627328883737954762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=1627328883737954762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1627328883737954762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/1627328883737954762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-popular-and-just-one-trip-to.html' 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am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up… To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is no life – no life without its hunger;&lt;br /&gt;Each restless heart beats so imperfectly;&lt;br /&gt;But when you come and I am filled with wonder,&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I think I glimpse eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up… To more than I can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, so I can stand on mountains;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up, to walk on stormy seas;&lt;br /&gt;I am strong, when I am on your shoulders;&lt;br /&gt;You raise me up… To more than I can be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4070664526521086196?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-3522907884417340440</id><published>2009-04-24T14:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:38:22.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i don't give a damn what you all say about me! i am myself and i won't change myself for someone else!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3522907884417340440?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3522907884417340440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3522907884417340440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3522907884417340440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3522907884417340440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-give-damn-what-you-all-say-about.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3898666113402011441</id><published>2009-04-23T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:40:02.654+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so many things happened in just a day, within a few hours, so many problems have happen.. how come our class has become like that?! so many problems in a day?! if i have spread a wrong sms, i apologize to you.. and stop torturing yourself!! don't ever blame yourself!! nothing is ever going to happen to you!! stop thinking of the negative sides!!&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;still i wanna say this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;happy 16th birthday Sylvia mei mei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;remember to go watch NC16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;make those who haven't 16 de jealous.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;hahas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3898666113402011441?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3898666113402011441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3898666113402011441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3898666113402011441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3898666113402011441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-many-things-happened-in-just-day.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6106933082792462742</id><published>2009-04-21T22:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T22:43:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing can describe my mood now!! damn happy! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6106933082792462742?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3926219979691866536.post-887081250888425691</id><published>2009-04-20T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T16:16:58.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;br /&gt;PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!PISSED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-887081250888425691?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/887081250888425691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=887081250888425691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/887081250888425691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/887081250888425691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/04/pissedpissed-pissed-pissedpissedpissed.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-3450874335423814946</id><published>2009-02-05T09:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:50:59.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>been a week since i last post, my com has spoiled, and i can't use com now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't online, can't do coursework.. die already, now in school library, teacher didn't come again, she don't come, i don't know what to do for f&amp;amp;n already, mdm rukshana, although i don't like you, but please don't absent yourself from school!! please please!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what else to type le.. i'm now behind time already, i'm still stuck at task analysis..&lt;br /&gt;i need a com!! who can spare me!! T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go already, bye! will post when i have a com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-3450874335423814946?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/3450874335423814946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=3450874335423814946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3450874335423814946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/3450874335423814946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/02/been-week-since-i-last-post-my-com-has.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5293151021453967893</id><published>2009-01-23T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:42:24.935+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, i know i am irritating sometimes, but do forgive me because i am sort of the only child in the family.. and i get lonely de.. ): i do have brothers and sisters, but bro in NS and sis working, and i the only child at home is very lonely de.. so if you find me irritating, just tell me, i will understand de!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5293151021453967893?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5293151021453967893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5293151021453967893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5293151021453967893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5293151021453967893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/okay-i-know-i-am-irritating-sometimes.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6588827489240049485</id><published>2009-01-15T22:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T22:55:18.401+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went school with good mood, but something happen, mood was down, and whole day being very quiet le, but it's a good thing also actually, because my throat pain, then don't feel like talking alot!! f&amp;amp;n lesson is free period.. damn shiok, spent 2 hours doing my blog,coursework and waste some time on internet also.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing other interesting thing happen le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ong Mei Qi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You didn't see or hear anything!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I did nothing!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;FASTER FORGET EVERYTHING ABOUT IT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;hahahahaha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6588827489240049485?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6588827489240049485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6588827489240049485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6588827489240049485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6588827489240049485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-school-with-good-mood-but.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-4562386467533384788</id><published>2009-01-14T21:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T21:32:51.845+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i still love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>something unpleasant happen in school today.. during lunch time happened.. felt so pissed off by their action all of a sudden.. those who see/hear/know what happen, don't spread please! thanks!&lt;br /&gt;POA lesson i suddenly become so hardworking, i guess because i told myself i must work hard barh? did all the question teacher ask the class to do.. of course teacher threaten us, saying whoever don't complete until that question can't go home, i did those work not because of that threat, but because i want to work hard barh?? I think that's all you have to know about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking alot of things lately.. felt so tiring to continue doing something like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;i&lt;/s&gt; want to give it up and go back to those old days where we have fun, joys, laughter and doing everything together, everything has change since that day. I miss those days where we did everything together!! i want to go back to those old days!&lt;br /&gt;can we be friends back?? i know you won't be reading my blog, but i just want to type it all out.. just felt like doing so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-4562386467533384788?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/4562386467533384788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=4562386467533384788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4562386467533384788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/4562386467533384788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/been-thinking-alot-of-things-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6064380051522090500</id><published>2009-01-13T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T23:37:04.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>all the lesson nowadays has been the same..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;except that chinese lesson will irks me.. thanks to a certain someone.. after changing place by my own, it still irk me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be blogging lesser now since i get my F&amp;amp;N coursework already.. got to start to chiong my coursework liao le.. chosen question 1.. because question 2 quite hard and i don't understand what they saying also.. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6064380051522090500?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6064380051522090500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6064380051522090500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6064380051522090500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6064380051522090500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-lesson-nowadays-has-been-same.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-831586789173224905</id><published>2009-01-12T23:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T23:59:32.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shall skip those boring lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.30, went to hall to see those "O" level candidate get their results slip.. saw quite a number of people that i know crying.. cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, went to paya lebar popular with weiling,chen sheng, zhihui,meifoong.. wanted to buy chinese textbook, but there left wif 3 textbook only, so weiling,zhihui and chen sheng take it.. i shall just wait until the school's stock come in and i buy.. after that, the girls went to buy mcdonald and eat while me and chen sheng sit down chit chat.. after eat finish, go toilet and take MRT home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-831586789173224905?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/831586789173224905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=831586789173224905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/831586789173224905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/831586789173224905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/shall-skip-those-boring-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-6543251838858690202</id><published>2009-01-11T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T23:11:01.710+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went Parkway Parade just now alone.. Went into Borders to read twlight book.. its exactly the same as the movie, just that there is no picture.. managed to read till page 43 in 3 hours.. very little because can't concentrate at all due to the noise, the more noise it get, the more louder i on my music.. and due to that, can't concentrate at all.. after that, went to Giant, saw don outside of Giant with his family? wanted to buy silicon gel, but didn't managed to buy cause they didn't sell at all.. after that, went to best and harvey norman.. saw MP3 and MP4 that catch my eyes.. thinking of buying this MP3.. $229, 8gb,premium ear piece, noise free, alot more.. shall start to save money now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know how, i bit the underneath of my tongue, having difficulty talking/eating.. guess it's time for me to remain silent.. hahs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tomorrow remember to bring tie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-6543251838858690202?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/6543251838858690202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=6543251838858690202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6543251838858690202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/6543251838858690202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/went-parkway-parade-just-now-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-118352499539603692</id><published>2009-01-11T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T13:06:00.212+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;friday (09/01/09)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maths first lesson, didn't do homework, lucky teacher didn't have any lesson with us.. she ask whole class take a chair and sit in a circle.. and ask us to say what we aim to achieve after sec 5, what must i do in lesson, and what is the consequences if i break the rule..&lt;br /&gt;1) i want to go to JC after sec 5..&lt;br /&gt;2) give my 100% attention in every lesson&lt;br /&gt;3) confiscate my handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after maths is chinese.. i haven't buy textbook and workbook yet.. hahas.. but lucky today only need to use worksheet.. teacher provide de.. so nothing to worry.. but next lesson onwards, teacher going to use textbook and workbook le.. i lazy go buy them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is PE.. late for PE because teacher sit at the flagpole and talk with other teacher.. and the class take our own sweet time to change.. after the teacher come and find us, we all then start to take off pants.. 1st lesson of PE, teacher ask us to run 8 rounds around the field already.. grrr! 11mins++ pass.. but after PE, my leg muscle ache le.. long time no run le.. hahas, after run finish, we all left 15 minutes, and because teacher lazy go take things for us to play, so she dismiss us go early recess.. meaning we have 45 minutes of recess.. but too bad, 5 teacher at canteen.. and they don't allow us to buy food/drinks yet.. but i manage to buy a drink before any of the teacher caught me.. hahas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next is physics.. hate this lesson.. he teach me physics, but i don't understand, and he give me a worksheet to do.. and since i don't understand what he teach, and i ask him to teach me agan, he rised his shoulder and say he don't know how to do.. zzz this kind teacher also have?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson end, go DM room outside sit down and wait for time to past.. around 1+, went to bubble tea shop to buy drink, but since it's a long queue, so decided to find mei mei and eat together.. the uncle forget my order.. -_-" make me sit down and waste my 10 minutes.. grrr..&lt;br /&gt;then after eat finish, went home and wear track pants, then go back school again and wait until 2 when the computer den open.. i 2.03 go in, but i 2.28 then manage to print.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;after that, went for NP.. go until 3, then i go umbrella there sit down and chat chat.. until 4++ then i go again.. after that, go inside NP room, then being forced to come back tomorrow to help out because all the CI not free.. -_-" then they ask me to sit inside waste my 1hour++ time inside listening to them talk.. they get out a old banner and expect the sec 2-3 to paint.. bring the banner,paint and paint brush to D&amp;amp;T block, then ask them to paint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a mistake to ask them to paint.. because they spoiled the banner!!! they spill the can of paint onto the banner!!! and the CI ask us to make a new banner!! i hate doing banner!! since sec 2-4, i have being the 1 making the banner! it's tiring to make a banner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after NP, went to bubble tea and drink, after that, go home, reach home around 8+, then lazy post already because tired le, so bath and sleep.. but can't get to sleep.. turning around in bed until 1+ then managed to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday (10/01/09)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 6am, but due to still very early, went back to sleep, and wake up again at 6.30, but still too early, so sleep again, plan to sleep 5 more minutes, but overslept, then wake up at 6.40 and i'm late for school!! faster brush teeth and grab my shirt and jeans and slipper and run to school.. late for 5 minutes.. next friday then i will die..&lt;br /&gt;reach school, faster take out all the things needed.. tie the pulong(rod) to the tree, prepare everything.. everything done at around 8.40+.. then weiling sms me say meet at 11am at clementi, because we going to Ngee Ann Poly open house.. then i leave school at 10.. run home, bath, and go out le.. leave house around 10.20.. reach the bus stop, the bus just nice, reach le.. then board the bus go interchange and change to MRT.. board the same MRT as weiling, but in different parts of MRT.. board all the way to clementi.. while weiling go down at outram park meet up wif jie jie first.. i slept all the way from outram park to boon lay and i U turn.. because i reach boon lay le, they not yet reach, so i waste time go to boon lay first then U turn again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach there, find the shuttle bus to Ngee Ann de.. then go the poly le, saw campus superstar 4th season de people.. see see awhile, then go find the course i want le, get alot of books from there, i think those books will be my morning silent reading time de book le.. hahas.. then explore finish the school, around 4.50 le, then go take the bus back to clementi and change to MRT and go to SP, get the books that i want, then explore the school again by bus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get finish, then go to bugis popular.. buy ledger paper, divider.. and spend alot of time at there.. buy finish those things, then head back to food junction @ L3 of bugis junction.. ate chicken rice.. bought drinks for hers.. keep making them laugh.. laugh dao stomach ache le.. hahas.. alot of things to be laugh at today.. hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thunder storm&lt;br /&gt;mao mao yu&lt;br /&gt;hurricane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;board the train with weiling and meifoong, meifoong go down at eunos, weiling go down at kembangan, i go down at bedok.. reach home around 10.. thats all for today! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-118352499539603692?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/118352499539603692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=118352499539603692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/118352499539603692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/118352499539603692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday-090109-maths-first-lesson-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5973355378413117922</id><published>2009-01-08T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T23:47:10.214+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>set alarm at 6am today, but don't know why, didn't hear it rang, until 6.30++ until jie jie call me then i wake up.. faster go wash up and prepare to go school early because i didn't do my SS homework and i plan to go school and copy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach school at 6.52.. then go find jie jie and copy SS homework from her.. manage to copy finish everything before 7.20.. go assembly, sang national anthem, then going to read books de time, miss goh ask the whole class to go multi-purpose room.. Why we go there? because we go there to listen to Madam Rubiah speech.. she talk about the new principle and the new "rule" that only apply to sec 4-5.. the new "rule" is those who late for the 3rd times, your parent(s) will be called to school.. those who absent from school and no medical certificate, only have parent letter, the 3rd letter you give to principle, your parent(s) will be called to school.. those who skip 1 hour of lesson, parent(s) will be called to school also.. these new "rule" very ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after she talk finish, then go to 4th floor for SS lesson.. did group work today.. "The war between Iraq and Kuwait.. Who you think is at fault?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N after SS lesson.. go to kitchen, did workbook.. i buy the workbook since sec 3.. and until now, then she decided to give us use the workbook.. did 4 pages of work.. tat took us about 1 hour++ ? not so sure, didn't go and check the time.. then after do finish, hand it up to her and wait she set up her visualiser.. then she give us copy some notes.. she say very little notes, so i copy onto my F&amp;amp;N textbook.. i spend 1 whole blank page on text book and not enough space le, so write the rest on "fulscape" paper.. write around 4 lines..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english is next after recess.. brought divider for file use.. spend all 10 divider on that file.. did some note taking on english lesson..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly is next.. We(me,zhihui,chen sheng,shindy,meifoong,raha,fauzan and hydir) were dismiss late for assembly.. reach the hall at 12.47.. Madam Shanti talk alot.. nearly 45 minutes of her talking, i can't endure her long speach, and so i fall asleep..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, went home take basketball and went to block 63 play basketball.. reach the basketball court at 2.30.. then play until 3.40 and went back to school.. wait for mei mei to end school because i lent her my textbook.. after taking the book, went to bubble tea then to prata shop and she ate 2 prata.. She eat very long.. hahas.. then after she eat finish, pei her walk back to school's bus stop and i go back home..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;immediately after reaching home, around 5.10.. fall asleep again.. Being woken up at 8.38PM.. because my mum cook my dinner.. and wake me up just to eat.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eat already, then watch TV until 10 and i go find Shaun, take his sec 3 SS textbook from him.. He has no more use for that textbook, so i take it.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, guess that's all for today! (: going to sleep soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even do my maths homework yet.. Because this homework topic is the 1 i hate the most, so i don't bother doing it now, wait tomorrow morning then i copy.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;God Bless All Of You!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5973355378413117922?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5973355378413117922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5973355378413117922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5973355378413117922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5973355378413117922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/set-alarm-at-6am-today-but-dont-know.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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-3926219979691866536.post-5267097223702104769</id><published>2009-01-07T18:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:11:15.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='i love you x33'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wake up at 6.30am to go find yng tzer under my house and get calculator from him because he no need to use calculator anymore.. so i borrow from him first.. found him under my house.. and he pass me his calculator, then he rush off to take bus because he is late.. sorry wor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go back home and sleep.. then wake up again at 7.55 and go prepare everything.. go school at 8.10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach school and go to "old place" and sit down, upon reaching, found no people there. so i call winston he say he is at the street soccer court.. and i go there find him, reaching there, saw a cat being stuck at the net.. it's tail got tied by the cat itself.. and it struggle for quite a while before it manage to free itself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;skip to lesson time. first and second lesson(2hours), chemistry.. today i don't know why.. i have alot of energy to attend all the lesson.. did 2 worksheet.. then time to have recess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess followed by 1 hour POA.. reaching the class outside, it is already 11.36am, late for 1 min, and the teacher don't want to open the door.. so got to stand outside.. why are we(me,chen sheng, winston,james, alan) late? we are late because chen sheng go and buy a file just after the bell ring.. we all keep shooting him, then he nothing to reply.. hahas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after poa is geography.. i did something bad to teacher today.. hahas.. just the second time having lesson with her, and i shoot her back with something already.. hahas.. she talk about geo stuff, then all of a sudden she said,"chai chee last time use to be a kampong, last time during japenese soldiers attack singapore time, those refuge hide in chai chee" then chen sheng ask her,"how old are you, how come you know so much".. Miss Koh"this is not related to geo stuff, so don't ask".. deyuan"you say about chai chee stuff, it is also not related to geo stuff, then why did you still say?" hahas.. she nothing to reply after that.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch is next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by 1 hour and 30 minutes of maths.. Mrs goh teach us "sets" today.. very boring because she teach de i don't understand anything at all.. i fall asleep halfway through.. so, meaning i learnt nothing today for maths.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;followed by another 1 hour and 30 minutes of POA.. we are all early.. so all get to enter the class.. enter the class, then teacher give all of us 10 minutes power nap.. so most of the class go to rest.. i feel like resting, but got something to do, so i endure, don't rest.. so i do POA homework.. and i accidenally woke weiling up, sorry,&gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;then lesson all the way till 5pm.. so so so so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all for today.. enjoy your holidays every "O" level students!! (:&lt;br /&gt;you all getting results soon.. good luck..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;talking to you is so hard, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;you either don't reply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; or you act as if you didn't hear what i say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it feel like i'm talking to the wall and not to you.. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;please don't ignore me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i seriously love you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3926219979691866536-5267097223702104769?l=50percent-dead.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/feeds/5267097223702104769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3926219979691866536&amp;postID=5267097223702104769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5267097223702104769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3926219979691866536/posts/default/5267097223702104769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://50percent-dead.blogspot.com/2009/01/wake-up-at-6.html' title=''/><author><name>deyuan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10308749041588826165</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>
