<?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-33014472</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:44:35.969+08:00</updated><category term='Exam&apos;s over'/><title type='text'>_____W@iTiNg On ThE WoRlD tO cH@NgE_____</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>39</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-7362222728494001733</id><published>2006-11-17T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T21:31:55.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I just came back from Angie's birthday at CCK. It was a simple birthday, I mean I didn't have a chance to celebrate it cuz I gotta get back home early for some reasons. YZ, Chen Ming, Ky and sis Murdoc couldn't come, but they managed to send Angie some birthday wishes I guess. Angie, her bf, I, Sherwin, Jack and Naval played pool for about more than an hour, then I said goodbye to the rest of the group. I tried not to cry from that time till I got home, and then just bursted into tears. I couldn't even swallow my food I was eating. I kept thinking about the memories that we had, it's been 2 years...It's so hard to wave goodbye to my beloved friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Get well soon sis Murdoc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;And again, Happy Birthday to Angie!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-7362222728494001733?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/7362222728494001733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=7362222728494001733' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/7362222728494001733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/7362222728494001733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-just-came-back-from-angies-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-2913273349831508008</id><published>2006-11-16T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T18:42:07.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I stayed at home 24/7 today. I guess I got nothing to do here til the end of the year. My friends some are leaving, some I can't see everyday like when we were in school. I miss them so much, every single one of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jon is going back to Jakarta tomorrow. I couldn't hang out with him today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I miss my classmates, my sis, my bro, my teachers, my fellow councillors...even friends that I've just got to know. 2 years in St. Francis is just too short.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Sob sob........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-2913273349831508008?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/2913273349831508008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=2913273349831508008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/2913273349831508008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/2913273349831508008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-stayed-at-home-247-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-8186298749531808393</id><published>2006-11-11T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:34:47.608+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exam&apos;s over'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;It's been a long time since my last post. I was busy all the time with my final exam. It was a toturous week and how happy I am when it's over. I did okay for every subject except Physics... -.- Well, yeah, maybe I can never pass Physics, I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;God has never ever ignored my prayers. He helped me throughout this exam and I regretted that I didn't pray for my Physics, LOL. Yeah, I forgot to pray for that, haaha! Praise the Lord.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;After exam I went to Boon Lay to play badminton with Cikgu, Jon and Cynthia. The place was bigger than I thought. We played for 2 hours and then I, Jon and Cynthia went to eat. We had some chit chat then went home, nearly lost Cynthia on the way, haha. Careless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I miss all my friends, my family and my teachers. I'll come back to school and see y'all next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*God Bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-8186298749531808393?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/8186298749531808393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=8186298749531808393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/8186298749531808393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/8186298749531808393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-long-time-since-my-last-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-116178298689488363</id><published>2006-10-25T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:45.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've just done a search on YouTube about Cristiano Ronaldo (CR) to see what people say about him. I've seen some pretty nice comments, and some really insulting ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every soccer fans knows that CR is the most talented young player nowadays. He wore the Man Utd jersey when he was 18. Before that Man Utd had a match with Sporting Lisbon (CR's ex-club) and their players had to admit that they would prefer to have CR than playing against him. His debut for Man Utd was brilliant. Though he didn't score any goals but he certainly earned a standing ovation from the supporters. His dribbling ability devastated Bolton's defence and midfield, and before that no one believed that this kid would ever be able to replace David Beckham. He can play on both wings and even as a forward, everytime he got the ball, the opponent's defence starts to panic. CR took his claim for a regular place in the team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, people started to complain about his selfishness when playing. He doesn't pass the ball when needed and always tries to get thru the defence all by himself. CR often had to come up from the bench as a substitution, but his talent just doesn't fade away. CR was called up to the Portugal's squad competing for EURO 2004 and became the youngest Portugal player playing for national team. 2 years later he was appointed to be the captain of Portugal in World Cup 2006 in Germany and helped Portugal win the 4th place - the highest position ever for them. However, after a complain to the referee which lead to Rooney's red card and a penalty to eliminate England out of World Cup, CR was threatened to be killed in England. Because of the pressure playing in the environment that people don't like him, CR was considering a move to Real Madrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with the help of the manager, CR decided to overcome and continue to help Man Utd in the next season. Still with the amazing pace, agility and skills, but people see a grown up person in Ronaldo. He becomes more effective in the centre, unstoppable at the wings and deadly in the opposition's area. He gradually steals the hearts of Man Utd's supporters. There's a popular saying: "If you can't get the ball from Ronaldo, you gotta get Ronaldo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you see, no one can deny that CR is one of the best young players in the world. However, there're some people who just don't like him, or like him just because of his look. I've read some comments on various video clips about CR, and I replied to those haters telling them that they have no good reason to dislike CR. They even called CR "fag", "gay", "dickhead"...which I find unreasonable. Look, for those people who have that thought in mind, I tell you that you gotta be gay or sort of to call the person that you don't even know about like that. He plays soccer, so what's the problem? And to all the people saying that soccer is all about goals and scoring goals, I suggest you stop watching soccer and start to play PlayStation, you can score many goals as you wish. You hate Ronaldo because he can't score??? What is this bullsh*t about? With Ronaldo, Man Utd scores even more because he plays the role to make the goals, that effort counts! And finally, for those who hate CR for no reason, I have nothing to say. Maybe you're just jealous of him. I don't care, but if you curse him because of nothing I am gonna disagree. Some of you are even from Brazil, Argentina...where your players are also the same as CR - artistic, then why do you have to hate CR??? I just don't understand you bunch of haters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you just can't deny it. There's only one Cristiano Ronaldo. You just can't stop him!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-116178298689488363?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/116178298689488363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=116178298689488363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116178298689488363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116178298689488363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-just-done-search-on-youtube-about.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-116165910306804303</id><published>2006-10-24T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:45.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I've been lazy to update. Haha, I'm kinda busy actually. I often skipped classes to study on my own, either in the library or at home. I don't know why Jonathan and Jian Teing love me so much that they just can't leave me alone studying =x lol. You guys better work hard for your exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I don't know how to start with my Econs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I'm stuck with Physics, I'm giving it up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;But my Calculus is getting better now, haha, AMath as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;ESL...must read, read, read, read more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I wanna go to school. I miss my friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Anyway, gotta study soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Peace out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-116165910306804303?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/116165910306804303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=116165910306804303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116165910306804303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116165910306804303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/ive-been-lazy-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-116100357763959664</id><published>2006-10-16T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:44.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Happy birthday to sis Kathy!!! Hohoho...may all your wishes come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Another week has gone. I'm coming closer to the TEE final exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;I went to school as usual, though I'm having study leave. We were supposed to have Physics at 9 but none of my friends wanted to attend. We had a small chit chat with Sam for a while then I went to study in the library. I could actually concentrate when I'm alone but after Jonathan and Jian Teing came, we talked a lot and I totally forgot that I was supposed to be studying, and the PSP game was really a distraction, too. Fortunately I managed to finish some Physics exercises, if not I would have been in school for nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;The journey of this year is coming to the end. I must work extra hard now so that I could enjoy myself after the exam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-116100357763959664?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/116100357763959664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=116100357763959664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116100357763959664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116100357763959664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-birthday-to-sis-kathy-hohoho.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-116075546315560933</id><published>2006-10-13T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:44.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Today was a fine day. I tried to stay back after Econs lesson to ask Sam to explain Microeconomic Reform clearer. After that I went for Physics to finish correcting my Mock Exam paper. YZ wanted me to go to BP but Jonathan already asked me to play badminton so I guess he gotta go with Angie, Sherwin and Naval. When I finished the last lesson, I, together with Jian Teing and Jonathan, had a lot of fun playing badminton and gymming. After that, they invited me for dinner. Jonathan even wanted to give me a treat. I was like "What? No way!", but they forced me and I didn't wanna make them sad so...no choice but gotta go. We had Japanese food at Ichiban Sushi at Bukit Panjang. It was kinda relaxing eating and talking about stuffs in school...We then walked around a lil' bit then headed home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Thanks to Jonathan and Jian Teing for the treat. Love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Jonathan, be proud to be a captain next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-116075546315560933?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/116075546315560933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=116075546315560933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116075546315560933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116075546315560933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-was-fine-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-116056251142229274</id><published>2006-10-11T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:44.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Frustration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fail my TEE. No doubt for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry everyone...but I don't have a hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-116056251142229274?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/116056251142229274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=116056251142229274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116056251142229274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/116056251142229274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/frustration.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115996819208929354</id><published>2006-10-04T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:43.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I came back to school after the weekend and 2 extra days for holiday. I woke up late this morning and I wasn't even sure which class was on. So I sms Grace and found out that Mdm Teo was giving out the exam papers, and at that time I was still having my breakfast!! I rushed to school and had to jump up and down 20 times like a jackass in front of the class. I passed my Amath paper, but of course I wasn't satisfied cuz I made a lot of stupid mistakes. The whole class gotta take a re-test on next Monday to have a chance to get better scores. Anyway, Calculus was worse. I FAILED, OKAY? BADLY FAILED!! So...another re-test, and you know what? I expected other 2 failures from Econs and Physics, though I haven't seen the papers. LOSERRR!!! I'm like a freaking retard walking around and then go: "Hey, I didn't even sleep for the whole week during the exam and I still failed the papers". What a shame...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well, some of my friends were emotionally attached today. Denise bursted into tears after she knew that she didn't make it for Calculus. YZ cried because of his best friend who doesn't treat him the same way. Angie cried right after that after seeing Denise and YZ cried. Oh my goodness!!! I'm really really depressed today, everything just put me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I failed, so? What's next? Is it the end of the world if I fail my TEE final exam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;No, it's just a new beginning...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115996819208929354?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115996819208929354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115996819208929354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115996819208929354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115996819208929354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-came-back-to-school-after-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115989290981444334</id><published>2006-10-03T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:43.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I don't feel like blogging these days, simply because everyday is the same. I'm just so bored, I don't even go out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well, Alice left S'pore to go back to Taiwan. She's getting ready to go to America next year. A bunch of my friends sent her to the airport, and none of them told me...until I read Murdoc's blog. Too late...I couldn't even have a chance to say goodbye to Alice. I hadn't even had a proper conversation with her since year 11. I wonder how many words I had spoken to her within 2 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Man...I wish I were there at the airport, so that at least I had a chance to say goodbye to a friend. Not only Alice, if it wasn't Alice I would have sent whoever it was to the airport. I live on the West, okay? I wouldn't mind if I had to travel all the way across S'pore!!! Is it true that it's none of my business? Is it true that I'm not supposed to know? And if everyone knew Alice was going to leave, how many would have ended up at the airport?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, fine if I WASN'T supposed to be there. The only thing that makes me happy now is having a chance to talk to Alice on MSN, to wish her all the best and remember her as a part of PU2F. Goodbye Alice, we'll miss you always...God bless you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Happy birthday to Grant! Work hard for your TEE, buddy. You can do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115989290981444334?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115989290981444334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115989290981444334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115989290981444334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115989290981444334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-dont-feel-like-blogging-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115959243086247316</id><published>2006-09-30T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:42.755+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Prelims are finally over! I've just been thru a torturing week, I couldn't even sleep for a single night except the last night I just collapsed cuz I was too tired. I don't know how I did for this Prelim, just hope I could pass every paper. I need to re-energise my body and my mind to continue working hard for the final TEE. The stress level will soar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time just goes by so fast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jian Teing is going thru a hard time...Don't worry buddy, I'll try my best to help you. But remember, always look on the bright side and the future ahead of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda funny yeah, when I only know how to give people advices but don't even know how to help myself in the same situation. I'm such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God bless*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115959243086247316?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115959243086247316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115959243086247316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115959243086247316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115959243086247316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/well-prelims-are-finally-over-ive-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115918762760579591</id><published>2006-09-25T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:42.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;When I ask myself why we've been doing badly for Physics, I figured out that it was not only Sir Thomas' fault. We are all waiting to be fed, because Mdm Teo cares for us too much. Therefore, we expect every other teacher to do the same. Unfortunately Sir Thomas doesn't. It's maybe not because he doesn't care at all, instead, he expected us to come to him and ask for extra lessons. I used to blame him before, but when I put myself in the middle of 2 sides, I was finally able to judge more fairly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;"George's method of teaching is too structural!". Yeah, I've heard that a few times before. We were and we are still complaining about him. He thinks that he's not supposed to be active in his teaching and we are the ones who have to come up with questions. His lessons are definitely not interesting and we used to have to do practical works every Friday, even though the following week is examination time. Recently we just did the mock exam paper and it was miserable to all of us. I'm not sure if anyone can pass, so we all expect him to give us all the solutions. All he did was going thru the paper and saying that he will only give us back the paper on the 22nd of October. In the contrary, we all had our mock exam paper for others subject and guess what? We all got our paper back with solutions and hints. I don't understand why he just doesn't help us in this. Is it true that he doesn't care at all? Is it true that all our complaints and feedbacks to the schools were nothing because he is the Head of the Science Faculty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;However, it's useless to just criticize, and you have to look on both sides to see who's right and who's wrong. We, as students really need his help, but we're all mature and should not depend all on him. I know that my classmates who're reading this may get a lil' bit confused. I know most of us think that he's not doing his job. But think carefully again, he's helping us but the method is just wrong, not for him, but for us. We still don't ask him for extra classes, we give up too soon on Physics: "Physics? I sure die lor...". You see...I know we all want to pass our paper tomorrow, but we didn't come to him and ask for help. If we had a lesson on weekend, we would be more or less gaining some knowledge and be prepared better for the coming paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, the paper is on tomorrow. No matter how hard it is, we have to try. I don't know whether I can pass, not like Sherwin and Grace, they will surely top the class. The rest, let me tell you, we are on the same boat. So let's strive to do well on this paper okay? I love y'all ^^ (oh, I love Sherwin and Grace, too, hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115918762760579591?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115918762760579591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115918762760579591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115918762760579591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115918762760579591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/when-i-ask-myself-why-weve-been-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115884340841634257</id><published>2006-09-21T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:42.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Man...1 week seems like just a day, 1 month is like a week and 1 year is as long as a month...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yes, it is true when you waste time. Time is like money and when you waste it too much, you'll realise that you don't have any left. It won't come back to you no matter how much you need it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've been wasting too much of my time and it's just too late to regret. I am behind everyone, like a champion who was eliminated all by himself. I miss the time when I was one of the best in PU1F, and then I look at myself now. It's a total difference, I changed, everything changed. Everyone looks down on me like I'm a loser, and indeed I am. What have I learnt for this year? Not much. Even Grant lost his confidence in me, in his eyes I'm just rubbish. He has to see the one who helped him last year going downhill like never before, he would just look at me, shake his head and laugh...The Viet peeps used to praise me a lot on my achievements, now they know they loved the wrong person. I've disappointed all of them, what a disgrace...Do I have to mention about Mdm Teo and Ms Dini again? Their hope has been all in vain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;There're no excuses for what I've done. They're all my fault and I'll take the responsibilities. I don't care if I fail for this year, but I'm sure that I'll put all my effort in this last term. Tomorrow I'll have my first paper - Calculus. I don't think that I can do well...but I HAVE TO DO WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm climbing a mountain, just a small mistake and I may fall down. But if I had to fall until where I started, I would get up and climb again...until I reach the top of that mountain. If I work hard enough, it'll never be too little, it'll never be too late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll find the real Viet again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115884340841634257?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115884340841634257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115884340841634257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115884340841634257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115884340841634257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/man.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115846589671154281</id><published>2006-09-17T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:41.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's 4 days to the Prelim Exam. I'm still struggling, sometimes I can't concentrate at all. This is my last chance and I don't wanna make anybody disappointed again. I hate failure. I look at my books and my brain is totally empty, I look at all those empty pages that I'm supposed to do long ago and regret, and I look at the date: September 17, 2006 and feel like sinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I screwed up the Physics Mock Exam. I can't afford to waste time anymore. I need to fully concentrate in my study and get at least higher results than last term. I suddenly think of Ms Dini, she's praying for me for this exam, I must not disappoint her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy said than done, I'd better start doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115846589671154281?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115846589671154281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115846589671154281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115846589671154281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115846589671154281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-4-days-to-prelim-exam.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115823803127314888</id><published>2006-09-14T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:41.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was a nice day, maybe because it's the shortest day among the school days. I finished at 1pm, early right? Hahaha, then I and Kevin played panna (it means putting the ball thru the legs of the opponent). I managed to give him 1 nut (when the ball goes thru the legs) but in the end he gave me back 2 -.-' After he left I studied on my own for a while. I saw sis Kathy crying, she was so stressed up. I didn't know how to comfort her, just could give her some Pocky, hehe ^^ I'm glad that she's okay now. Then I played badminton with YZ, Owen, Jack, John and it was omg tiring! Exhausted, I went home together with Jonathan - my monkey, hee...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Now there's only 1 sentence in my mind: "Physics Mock Exam tomorrow"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;.................................................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;DAMN!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115823803127314888?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115823803127314888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115823803127314888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115823803127314888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115823803127314888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-was-nice-day-maybe-because-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115815248993519387</id><published>2006-09-13T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:41.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sigh...Today was kinda sad =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, here's how it was: We were supposed to have Physics in the Physics lab, but we didn't learn any Physics. So we could study whatever we like. I took out my ESL workbook and there were so many empty pages, so I thought I should do it and complete the whole book as quickly as possible. There were a lot of doubts and thoughts in my mind like: "How should I answer this question?"; "What if this one comes out in the exam?"; "Will one of the compositions be related to this topic?"....blah blah blah. I was so stressed and I wanted to concentrate totally to the exercises, so I ignored whoever around me. Angie walked pass me from behind, I knew it, but I didn't even know what she was doing. As a result, she told me that I didn't even care about her. Oh my goodness, what did I do? I apologised but still, I felt very bad inside. Then I tried to say sorry again by sms-ing her, but she didn't even reply. It made me think that she was really angry with me, so I felt very down...until she went to class and told me it was okay. However, I'm not sure if she really forgave me T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Angie, I didn't mean to ignore you, okay? It was because of my exercise, it gave me a lot of stress. I hope you understand...I really need to work harder. Next time if you want my attention just call my name, I don't mind to be disrupted from doing anything, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115815248993519387?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115815248993519387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115815248993519387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115815248993519387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115815248993519387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/sigh.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115799899090042677</id><published>2006-09-12T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:40.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey guys, I've found this video from YouTube. It's very hilarious. Check it out and enjoy ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k369SQeNWnE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115799899090042677?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115799899090042677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115799899090042677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115799899090042677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115799899090042677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-ive-found-this-video-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115798864550683204</id><published>2006-09-11T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:40.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm sad. Sigh, no one to talk to. My MSN is screwed up, don't know what its problem is. Sign in to Yahoo!, everyone's busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;When someone need somebody to talk to, I'm always there...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;But when I need someone to share with...I just can't find any of them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Is my life all about giving?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Just leave me alone... T_T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115798864550683204?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115798864550683204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115798864550683204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115798864550683204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115798864550683204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-sad.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115798082985192059</id><published>2006-09-11T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:40.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So finally I've come back to school after a torturing holiday - full of homeworks, revisions, assignments....However, I'm glad to see all my friends again. I'm also fully energised and refreshed after playing badminton with YZ last night. It was the time that I could touch my racket again after such a long time studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Angie, Denise, Azzy, Sherwin were absent today, Alicia and Grant skipped the rest of the lessons after the break. Haha, they cannot be separated even for a period *lol*, but they're so sweet together. Well, since the day Grant had Alicia, I don't worry about him anymore. What for? Haha, since Alicia is so caring. My buddy, you have a good girl by your side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Lessons nowadays are no more interesting. We often get a lot of stress rather than fun. Physics and Economics are the 2 that I worried about the most. I mean, look at my Physics progress, it's terrible! I can't blame Sir Thomas for everything, it's my fault in there, too. Sigh...I also promised Sam to work harder and now it's time to prove it to him. But the one that I really gotta prove it to is Mdm Teo. I'll try to be your favourite student again ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, I had fun with sis Kathy during Maths period while we were marking our Mock Exam Paper. She even put a crown, which was obviously for girl, on my head and took photo of me with it on -.- I look damn funny in the picture, if you want it, just ask her *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Okay, I guess I gotta revise my Maths Paper now. That's all for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115798082985192059?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115798082985192059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115798082985192059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115798082985192059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115798082985192059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-finally-ive-come-back-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115780630900267159</id><published>2006-09-09T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:40.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3430.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3430.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ashley Parker Angel - Along The Way Lyrics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3430.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Firefly, can I have a light?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's so dark out here,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My shadow looked me in the eye,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Like I was staring in the mirror.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Everything became so clear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the middle of nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I walk along the boulevard,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My feet don't touch the ground,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Scratch my name on concrete stars,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm never coming down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Feels so good to disappear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the middle of nowhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's where I'm supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the spaces in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I find my place in the middle of tomorrow and yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you're going there, look for me along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Taxi driver, can I hitch a ride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anywhere but home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm looking for an alibi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;A reason to stay gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I can't hear the voices say "you're in the middle of nowhere"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's where I'm supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the spaces in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I find my place in the middle of tomorrow and yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you're going there, look for me along the way.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's who I am, it's how you'll be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;It's where we run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Letting go of everything is the hardest part when you start along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's where I'm supposed to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Along the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;In the spaces in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I find my place in the middle of tomorrow and yesterday,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;If you're going there, look for me along the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115780630900267159?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115780630900267159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115780630900267159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115780630900267159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115780630900267159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/ashley-parker-angel-along-way-lyrics.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115770387778038827</id><published>2006-09-08T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:39.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hey guys, I just came back from KAP. I have no mood to study there. Firstly, inside was fully packed with people, most of them are students, so I stayed outside and had my lunch. Secondly, when I was about to study, the rain started to pour down T_T You know...when it rains, I feel lonely...So I packed everything and went home. Ohh...what a waste of time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Earlier on I had Calculus, but I didn't learn much when I spent most of the time joking around with YZ and Chen Ming, hah! Then we were chit-chatting with Mdm Teo as well. Fun though ^^ I hope sis Murdoc is okay now after talking to me last night, she didn't come to school this morning as she told me, heh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My study now is a mess. I haven't done my Econs and Physics assignment. I haven't covered any Maths stuffs or Econs either. Oh my goodness...I'd better start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tata ^^ God bless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Ah, wait. These are photos from the Graduation Service, taken from Marcus' blog, so far I've only had 2:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me and Isaac, also known as "backstage gangsters"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3439.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3439.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;From left: Andre, me, Angie, Isaac, Alan, Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's all. Hee...Have a good day guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115770387778038827?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115770387778038827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115770387778038827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115770387778038827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115770387778038827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/hey-guys-i-just-came-back-from-kap.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115763589045487383</id><published>2006-09-07T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:39.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm so bored. Everyday during the holiday is the same. Wake up about 10am, skip breakfast, study, have lunch, sleep for about 3 hrs, then wake up and study again...I gotta say the best thing I could find in my room is my bed. Manz! It's so comfortable and once I lay my body on it, zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz right away!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;But tomorrow is Friday, and I'm coming to school again, yay! Gonna make the classroom a dancefloor or some kinda music concert before the lessons. Hahah! Then I might be going to study at KAP again. I find it a good place to study, quite easy to concentrate, unless there're some pretty girls walking in xD nah...just kidding. I can't think about girls right now, then I will be better off I think. I don't even need a girlfriend now, hah! I'll just be friendly to all the girls and that's good enough. Hee...^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Renata, you're supposed to recover ASAP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Yau Zhang, just tolerate Kang Kang and find a way to talk to him, okay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;KC, be a fisherman xD nah, I'm kidding again *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sis Murdoc, anything to confide, your lil' bro is here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115763589045487383?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115763589045487383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115763589045487383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115763589045487383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115763589045487383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/im-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115730886328260742</id><published>2006-09-04T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:39.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;These are the last words and this is the last time I do this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I just can't sleep. I'm sitting here thinking about you and the things we had, I still couldn't believe they were all lies. I couldn't believe you dumped me when I was preparing for my exams without giving me any reasons and even refused to become friend later on. How could you do such things to me? How could you? When I asked you why you did that, you just ignored me. What is your bloody hell problem? Okay, fine if you dumped me, but why don't you even wanna be my friend? Did I kill someone that you love? Did I lie anything to you? NO!!! Look back and tell me what you've done, what you've said and then look how you treat me now. I was just a toy, and you threw it away when you got fed up with it. I wonder what's in your head right now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Never mind about me, let's talk about others...What did Jonathan do? Is he still your lil' brother as you told me? Nope, after you dumped me, you dumped him, too. Poor him, he even thinks you're his good sister. And what did Angie do to you? She even treats you like her lil' sister. But what you did? You just gave her a stare when she said "Hi" to you. What is that attitude about? Don't you have any respects? It's okay that you shut your bloody mouth towards me and just don't give a sh*t, but why do you have to treat all my friends like the way you treat me? I don't understand you. Anyway, congratulations to you and your achievements whether you deserved them or not. I just don't care, because whenever I see your face, I don't feel like living!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You still think I haven't got over this? No, I've been back to who I am long time ago, but I was just trying to help you and I pity you that when I'm having more and more friends, you're having less and less. Think about it, because one day you gotta come back to me, Jonathan, Angie and whoever you don't give a damn about and say "I am sorry"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, be happy in whatever you do and may God bless you STILL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*I don't want you back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115730886328260742?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115730886328260742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115730886328260742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115730886328260742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115730886328260742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/these-are-last-words-and-this-is-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115727298214215488</id><published>2006-09-03T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:39.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NxL6I-IoK8M" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Besides badminton, I love soccer, and how relaxing and enjoyable it is to mess around with the ball. Look at Ronaldinho. Wow, I wish I could do like him *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And goodness me, do they have to make soccer this complicating??? xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AB8VXsyh_jk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115727298214215488?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115727298214215488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115727298214215488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115727298214215488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115727298214215488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/besides-badminton-i-love-soccer-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115712928075787499</id><published>2006-09-01T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:38.817+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Here are my Prom photos. Haha, took so long to update ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;This photo was taken at Angie's home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/You%20n%20me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/You%20n%20me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/You%20n%20me.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;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Daniel, Jonathan and me. Jonathan looks like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Harry Pothead....I mean Potter in the pic ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/Da%203%20good%20boys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/Da%203%20good%20boys.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Grant, me and Angie. Look at Grant's face, I just&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;wanna pinch it ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC00971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC00971.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;KC, me and Lung Lung with the funny face *lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC01034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC01034.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me and Don&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC01033.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC01033.0.jpg" width="311" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Angie, Alicia and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC00933.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC00933.jpg" width="329" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me and Marcus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3311.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3311.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me and Andre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/CIMG3312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/CIMG3312.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Me and Denise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSCN5074.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSCN5074.0.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sam and PU2F boyz! Lol, look at his face ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC00955.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC00955.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm the lucky guy, 2 pretty ladies on my both&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;sides, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/1600/DSC01038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4864/3619/320/DSC01038.jpg" border="0" /&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And there're so many more, but I'm still waiting to get them from Angie and Inez, next time I'll update then ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115712928075787499?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115712928075787499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115712928075787499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115712928075787499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115712928075787499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/here-are-my-prom-photos.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115712543621190957</id><published>2006-09-01T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:38.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I gotta say sorry to all my Vietnamese friends. Today is the celebration for Vietnam's National Day, my Viet friends invited me to go out and have some fun, but once again within almost 2 years, I rejected them. I'm so sorry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;We often have great fun in class, which make us laugh our ass off. We help one another like brothers and sisters. But I'm different from you guys...listen to me. I don't get along well with y'all, I admit it. I don't join the Viet group, I'd rather hang out with Yau Zhang, Grant, Angie and many other foreigners. I don't even sit near anyone of you in class. Well, of course I don't wanna lose my origin, I don't wanna deny where I came from, but I need to be in a different environment, I need to interact with many others and know more about them. I know all of you, you guys are the greatest friends I've ever had, but I don't know what's in me that's been making me far apart from y'all. Have you ever realised that I've never been to any Viet party? Or to anyone's birthday? I guess you have. All I've done was to send a message telling y'all that I couldn't make it, or a message saying "Happy Birthday". Don't misunderstand me, I just really couldn't make it, and I felt really bad when I had no choice but rejected y'all, I felt guilty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;You can keep asking me why don't I join y'all, why do I speak English all the time even when chatting with you, why do I type only English in my blog......but I know what I'm doing, and I love you guys. I promise I'll spend more time with y'all hanging out when the exams are over, and we'll have great fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;To all the Viet peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115712543621190957?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115712543621190957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115712543621190957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115712543621190957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115712543621190957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-gotta-say-sorry-to-all-my-vietnamese.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115703376049049360</id><published>2006-08-31T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:38.319+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I just came back from the school play "Midsummer Night's Dream" produced by Mr Alexander. It was a short but nice performance. Dalif, Reza, Sunny, Sofia, Emily, Laura, Yee Han, Jess, Kerry (*lol*)...were involved. Well, Mr Alex has a bunch of talented actors and actresses so...thumbs up! We really enjoyed the play.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Earlier on we celebrated teachers' day. As I voted for my teachers I also added "the sexiest teacher" and "the most seductive teacher", and guess whom I put in. It's Ian!!! Hahahah!!! Results are finally announced: Best Smile: Mr Alan, Most Caring: Mdm Teo, Most Humourous: Sam, Most Creative: Mr Philip, Trendiest Male Teacher: Mr Alexander, Trendiest Female Teacher: Ms Mariam, The Most Childish Teacher: Mr Jarrod. *lol* students who dressed creatively also received prizes from the school. After that was students' messages to our loving teachers. I managed to give Mdm Teo, Ms Dini and Ian my presents. But ohhh...after the celebration was the A Math Mock Exam!!! I couldn't fully enjoy the day because of that, I studied my ass off instead. But the test was too long and has too many questions, I didn't have enough time to do it carefully. Anyway it's over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I really gotta work hard. Ms Dini will be praying for me as she told me and it woke me up. I won't disappoint you and anybody, Ms Dini. I will do well, I promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;And again Happy Teachers' Day. To all the teachers that have taught me before, I love all of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115703376049049360?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115703376049049360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115703376049049360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115703376049049360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115703376049049360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-just-came-back-from-school-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115693925055607274</id><published>2006-08-30T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:38.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Quite a few things happened today. I had a long conversation with Ms Veronica before she leaves the school. We shared about my problems - the reason for my lack of form, so I sincerely told her and she promised to help me. We said goodbye and she'll be going to Australia to continue her teaching. So...after Mr Edmund, Ms Emily and Ms Veronica, Mr Peter is now in charge of my class. Goodness, we are really burning in hell...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sir Thomas made Angie sad today, she was the 1st one who handed in the project and nobody else did. So instead of giving her a positive remark, Sir Thomas criticised quite a lot about her project. Angie couldn't help but burst into tears. Luckily Ian was around to comfort her. By the way, we didn't learn any Physics today at all. After that we snatched some fruits offered by somebody in the office *lol* so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I, Angie, Yau Zhang, Grant and Alicia went to BP after school to buy some stuffs for teachers tomorrow because teachers' day is on Friday. We bought for Sam, Mdm Teo, Ms Dini and Ian. I was kinda tired so I decided to go shopping later. I still haven't got back to Joy about the messages by students for teachers' day, and tomorrow I'm having A Math Mock Exam!!! Oh...gotta prepare for it now!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115693925055607274?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115693925055607274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115693925055607274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115693925055607274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115693925055607274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/quite-few-things-happened-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115686284896482128</id><published>2006-08-29T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:37.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;There's one word to describe today's Graduation Service: "Wow!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I came to school late and reached at 9am. I quickly changed my shirt and got ready for the rehearsal. As I was reading the prayer, I could feel the pressure around, but I did not bad. It was my first time ever standing in front of a big audience to read a prayer. Frankly, oh my goodness, I was so nervous. I didn't even practice at home and just went to school and pray to God to give me the confidence that I need. I sat back and told myself that I'm not just gonna read the prayer, I'm gonna speak to God, so it made me feel a lot better. Finally the Graduation Service officially started, all of us prayed a lil' prayer before we went onto the stage. My heart beat fast. First, all of us sang "The Solid Rock", then Inez and the rest sang another 2 songs before Angie read the scripture. And...finally I came up with the prayer. I ignored the audience, that's what I did. I didn't even know it was really good until Ms Dini told me when school ended. I breathed out:"Finished...". Lol, that was the first time ever in my life that I pray to God, I mean I really could feel God was around and listening to me. He listened to my prayer, he made me feel confident when I stepped up. He's such a great God, isn't he? I sat on my chair and enjoyed the rest of the performance. It was funny to see the photos taken during the school's musical, the camp, Sports Day, Prom. Lol, Cris and Chen Ming were the funniest ^^ The pictures slideshow was the background for Natasha's performance. Gosh, Tash! Your voice is awesome!!! I love it!!! I want your autograph T_T *lol*. Andre, Marcus, Isaac, Inez, Tash, Marie, Laura, Alan, Angie, you guys were awesome! Thank God for helping us thru the event...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*Yes Lord, Yes Lord, Yes Yes Lord. Amen*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I studied for Physics last night but I really give up on it. No one could help me in Physics T_T  I surely will fail, a hattrick failure *crying in pain*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Angie was really pissed at Sherwin when she read his blog last night. So we tried to talk to him and help him in the situation. I learnt quite a lot of things, too. Goodness...look at his comment on my blog and you can see he was kinda out of his mind -.- I just hope he'll be back to who he is again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;After school I stayed in the general office and talked to Ian, we shared quite a lot of things. By the way, I also received praises from Ms Dini, Mr Edmund, Sir Thomas and some of my friends for the prayer that I made earlier. Lol *happy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115686284896482128?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115686284896482128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115686284896482128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115686284896482128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115686284896482128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/theres-one-word-to-describe-todays.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115668144968488600</id><published>2006-08-27T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:37.671+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well, after making it clear to my classmates. yesterday Natasha asked me the same question that Kerry, Kathy, Sherwin and Murdoc did before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;She pulled me to a corner and asked "Are you dating with Angie?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm like "-.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;So I told her we just dated for Prom and that's all, but she kept asking me whether I like Angie more than a friend, and I kept saying "No". Kinda funny how the rumour was spreaded, even friends from other classes know about it. Well, I and Angie are just friends, more than that? Yes, good friends. We've been like this for almost 2 years. I dated her to Prom because she's the best choice that I had, well of course it'd be better if she was my girlfriend though. But definitely I just treat her the way I should, and I don't wanna go any further. I admit that she's really a sweet and lovely girl, but there's a lot of things that could only make us friends. So why not friends and even good friends???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hope I satisfied your curiosity, Natasha ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115668144968488600?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115668144968488600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115668144968488600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115668144968488600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115668144968488600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-after-making-it-clear-to-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115668040153218125</id><published>2006-08-27T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:37.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I had a terrible Sunday Morning...and guess what the song "Sunday Morning" by Maroon 5 is also a terrible song. It cursed me, I'M SERIOUS!!! Well, it's not comfortable for me to tell y'all how it's become the "cursed" song, but I had to delete it completely from my laptop and my Ipod.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I woke up at 10 this morning and right away received my dad's call. I sensed something wrong because I was out for the school movie last night and spent quite a lot of time after that hanging out with my friends. He nagged me, I already expected, but he blamed me in a sarcastic way and his purpose was to let out his anger. He didn't even motivate me to study better, he even said I'll fail. According to him, the school movie has wasted my time and energy that I could use to study instead. But I totally disagreed, so we argued...after I realised that he didn't even wanna listen to me when I tried to explain. My blood boiled...he's not in my situation, he doesn't know how it's like to be me. I'm trying to get back on track, to be the real "Viet" again, but whenever I receive his calls, I feel miserable and discouraged after that. I just hope I could talk to grandpa, as a man to a man, so that I could share with him all my problems. He's the greatest man ever, and he understands me best.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Anyway, think positively, I'm still luckier than many other people. Though dad's not a nice person to talk to, but he really concerns about me - his only son, while many people don't even have their fathers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dad, I'm not angry with you, I just hope we could understand each other better. But I gotta tell you that I'm the one who decides my future, not you. I'll listen to your advice still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115668040153218125?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115668040153218125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115668040153218125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115668040153218125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115668040153218125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-had-terrible-sunday-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115661510947955066</id><published>2006-08-27T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:37.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Tonight was surely a memorable night...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was ready to watch the movie "My class...my family", produced by Mr Punithan. I and Jon catched a cab to go to Raffles Hotel where the movie was held. My first impression was everybody all dressed up, it made me feel like we were going to have a 2nd Prom. So I was waiting for my friends - Kerry, Murdoc, Kathy, Holly, Ceci and Ky. I'm the only guy from Pu2F in the theatre. Before the movie was Natasha's musical performance and definitely she earned a big ovation from the audiences. She looked gorgeous, too. After that we enjoyed every scenes from the movie and I realised how important friendship is. I was really impressed with Lil' Jon, he did a great job in the movie and we were all amazed by his magic trick he showed after that. We also enjoyed the parts behind the scenes, they really made us laugh. I really appreciate the effort my friends and my teachers have put into the movie. Next, we took some photos, then, I, Andre, Marcus, Isaac, Natasha, Alan, KC, Anna, Jon and Lil' Jon went to a restaurant to have some food. Lil' Jon kept making us amazed by all his magic tricks with the cards, the coin and every stuffs he got. I can't believe a small boy can do such cool tricks. After the meal, we went to play arcade. I was kinda tired so I just watched them play. Joy joined us, too, and Lil' Jon amazed us again by his skills on the percussion game. I have nothing else to say about this boy, he's indeed a big talent that our school shouldn't lose. After all the games, we went home. It was very late, so we let Lil' Jon take the last train back. Then I, Joy and Jon took cab home. We fetched Joy home and then got back to Hillview quickly after that. Luckily the cab fare wasn't so expensive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Well, I suffered inside when I saw you there...warmly surrounded by your friends, your family. I just could hang around with my friends to kill the sadness. I want a photo of us but I know you were busy to take pictures with others. Yes, you wouldn't know how I feel...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Heal my broken heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115661510947955066?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115661510947955066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115661510947955066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115661510947955066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115661510947955066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/tonight-was-surely-memorable-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115643431634923117</id><published>2006-08-24T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:36.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was chatting with Kerry in the previous night. We don't chat so often, but I like to talk to her and bully her in a way, and I don't know why. I mentioned about the photo Rei gave us earlier in the afternoon, and Kerry seemed to like it a lot and so do I. I asked her to share with me what she read in my blog, but she refused to. We were like in a silence before she could come up with something. This time was an arguement, but it was kinda fun. She claimed that guys are born to give loves to others, that's why a guy can like more than 1 girl at a time. I found it not so true in every cases, a guy can totally give his heart to only 1 girl, why not? But she didn't agree with me. Lol, it was a long conversation. I really like the way she communicates, it's just adorable ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Everyone's fed up with Physics, Angie even cried because of it. Damn, now I'm also asking myself why I took this subject. I know I can't give up, but I'm rather exhausted...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;My Dad paid me a surprised visit this afternoon. Man, it was frightening! I wasn't supposed to spend too much time outside of the house. Luckily I got home on time and prepared to meet him. Everything went just fine, thank God...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;2 tests tomorrow, Calculus and Physics. I can somehow imagine how it's gonna be like, and I feel so hopeless...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115643431634923117?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115643431634923117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115643431634923117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115643431634923117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115643431634923117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-chatting-with-kerry-in-previous.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115625187087836967</id><published>2006-08-22T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:36.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Today was pretty fine. I was quite impressed by Ian's message during Chapel this morning. It made me realise a lot of things. Btw, my dear friend Sherwin's having problem with his dream girl. He doesn't know how to deal with the situation and seems to be very emo recently. So I talked to him, give him as many opinions as I could, before Sam interfered. Then I guess I'll just give him some space so that he could think more carefully about it. After that I played some badminton with Yau Zhang, Kang Kang, Jack, John, Nico, Izz and Jonathan. I suck at badminton nowadays so...screw it, arrrggghhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I've just read Kerry's blog, don't know why she loves the photo of two of us so much. Lol...I like the photo, too. Just got 1 more from Rei, she even has the printings! That's so nice from her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Sam said something that got me thinking: "Why is everybody breaking up???". Well, because the guys always hurt the girl, always be the ones who start the break up??? Or is it because they just aren't made for each other???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'll leave it for you guys to answer, I'm sure you'll be having different views. That makes it interesting. Haha ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115625187087836967?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115625187087836967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115625187087836967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115625187087836967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115625187087836967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/today-was-pretty-fine.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115616915898302148</id><published>2006-08-21T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:36.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Finally, Prom has come...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited, I've been working for this and I wanna see how much I deserve for this Prom. I went to school as usual, but I skipped my ESL lesson cuz I wanted to wait for Angie and give her the gift - my apology for things I've done. I hope she likes it. After school, I went to Westmall with Yau Zhang to do my hair. Then suddenly I noticed that I've forgotten my tickets at home. So we took another trip back to my house and told Chen Ming to go there, too. But damn, Chen Ming also forgot his ticket at home. So I and Yau Zhang went to Angie's place 1st while Chen Ming went home again to take his ticket. Senja Grand is a nice place. Angie has a sister named Andaline, and this is the first time I met her mom, too. Andaline's such a nice girl, just like Angie, and her mom is also a sweet mom. I, Yau Zhang, Sherwin, Andaline gathered and watched "Resident Evil", it was nice and thrilling. After that we took some pictures and prepared to go to pick up Kathy and Holly so that we can go to Prom together. We took some pictures in the cab, too but it was a bit shaky. I was so happy to have Angie as my date, she looked great. After a long while, we finally reached Ritz Carlton. So I and Angie walked around, greeted people and took pictures with them. My God, everybody looks so different, Karen looked gorgeous, Maurice looked so grown up and handsome, and many more people. Then all of us went downstairs so that the Prom night could begin. After Jac's message, we went to take our dinner. The food was okay, but the best was the desert. I managed to dedicate the song "Unbelievable" to Angie during dinner, haha. Then came up performances from Timothy, Dalif, Sam, Mdm Yan, Lutfi and Natasha. Damn, Tim's dancing was the funniest, gosh! Lutfi's "Let's get it started" was great, too. But Natasha was the best, she sang "Bacause of you" by Kelly Clarson, man I love her voice. There was also lucky draw and our class had Chen Ming and Vincent are winners. The nicest part was probably the result of Prom KQPP. Bart was the King, Yuko was the Queen, both from PU2F, muaahahahahaha. Then we all got out of the dining room to have picture taking. I'll update them later here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Prom, I, Angie, Dalif and Sherwin went home. I sent Angie home after dropped Sherwin and Dalif. She was tired, I could see, and so was I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a lifetime, and I'll always remember these beautiful moments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115616915898302148?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115616915898302148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115616915898302148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115616915898302148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115616915898302148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally-prom-has-come.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115616636262130287</id><published>2006-08-21T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:35.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hey all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today started with Mdm Teo scolding the whole class cuz we didn't turn up for Calculus on Friday. I thought she never came but actually she asked us to wait for her. Gosh, we didn't do anything for the test she gave us...and she tortured us by not giving us the answers. Sigh...why did we still have to go to school on Friday when Prom was going to be on that night??? Cannot understand the school. And Sir Thomas was damn pissed, too. Only Denise turned up for Physics, lol...Anyway, I did worked harder for today except for Physics, cuz I was kinda blur...arrrggghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta thank Izz for helping me to complete my blog's layout. Thanks load. I'm gonna put music in later and tadaaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*God bless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115616636262130287?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115616636262130287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115616636262130287' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115616636262130287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115616636262130287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/hey-all-today-started-with-mdm-teo.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115607217666704377</id><published>2006-08-20T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:35.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Hi all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;I'm currently searching for the background for my blog, and it's so tough to find one that suits my personality. I've been searching for it and I haven't found any "nice" background. Most of them are very simple, and the CSS codes just drive me nuts. I really have no idea how to make my blog as nice as my friends' and I have no idea how to adjust the CSS either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Guys, I really need some help...if you have any websites that contain Blogger Templates or any nice background, just leave a comment here, it's for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Thanks a lot, have a nice day ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115607217666704377?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115607217666704377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115607217666704377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115607217666704377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115607217666704377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/hi-all-im-currently-searching-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115604498788241048</id><published>2006-08-20T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:35.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I was kinda free, so I searched people's blogs randomly. Well, the first impression I got is all the blogs I've read are about emotions, especially love. And most people are sad about their relationship with their dream guy/girl, or broken love...blah blah blah. All are sad and they made me feel so emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;And I realised that my situation is not much different than theirs. I had a conversation with Sherwin yesterday about his dream girl. He loves this girl, but he got ignored and somehow rejected. He's only 16 and I know it's still a long way for him to go before finding a real love. Anyway, he chose to decide himself and I have no idea how to stop him from thinking that way. It's okay though, he'll learn from it and grow up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;So I told him about my relationship, too. Mine's simply pathetic. She wanted to break up with no clear reasons and left me with doubts and pain. We were together for only 1 month and she told me that it's over between us...on the day that I was preparing for my last 2 mid-year papers, and when everything was going so right... And I did badly for those, definitely, how could I concentrate??? And so I disappointed everybody...my parents, my friends, my teachers...especially Mdm Teo. I'm her favorite student and now I don't deserve it, really. I'm so sorry Mdm Teo, I'll work harder and be better to make you happy... I'm not even sure whether the relationship is really over, but the situation is rather hopeless...so I have no choice but to let it go. I regret that I was the one who comforted her all the time when she needed help, that I was with her all the time when she felt lonely, and that I trusted in her promises...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I think I'm so immature in this. I don't even wanna fall in love again. I need some time, I need some space, I need all my friends and I need God. Because this time it really hurts me a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;I didn't go to church today, I need to study and Grant didn't wanna go either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;That's all for today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cccccc;"&gt;*God bless*&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/33014472-115604498788241048?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115604498788241048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115604498788241048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115604498788241048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115604498788241048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-was-kinda-free-so-i-searched-peoples.html' title=''/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33014472.post-115600907169766642</id><published>2006-08-20T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T12:11:35.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hey all!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;This is my blog I just created. Trust me, this is gonna be crappy at the first time. Hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33014472-115600907169766642?l=alloverlove.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/feeds/115600907169766642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=33014472&amp;postID=115600907169766642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115600907169766642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33014472/posts/default/115600907169766642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://alloverlove.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-first-blog.html' title='My first blog'/><author><name>Viet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00582903045279666935</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/750/ehemow9.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
