<?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-401058787604133154</id><updated>2011-04-22T11:23:46.922+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;me like a bullet type</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-6457553735543432337</id><published>2007-07-04T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T20:33:53.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead</title><content type='html'>this blog is dead and i shall revive it when ifeel like it. bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-5021610516566880429</id><published>2007-06-30T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-30T13:35:55.114+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of a little secret</title><content type='html'>thursday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no school so went gymming at 9 in the morning then went to watch transformers. it was totally awesomes. think the best movie ever, other than the upcoming hairy potter. went back and all, had stuff to do i cant really remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone called me in the morning and i called back. that persons, wanted to go somewhere and i thought i shall bring a friend along. i totally felt awesomes taht i totally got to do what i wanted to. so i called the everready i-wanna-go-iceskating LUWEI!. haha so i met peoples at admiralty and we trainned to jurong east along which candyman and ties were very flashy. made the train ride seem super short. went ice skating for 2 hours where alot of shit happend. luwei is really such a bully, haha right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then longjohnsilvers was a chicken combo for threesome. one couldnt eat seafood. so coped the fries of people, and pink shirts are really cool, when its really big on you and people try to US you. hahah had lots of fun, and i think they had fun too. went back for a while before going out again later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no kindness in your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;The way you look at me, it's just not right.&lt;br /&gt;I can tell whats going on this time,&lt;br /&gt;Theres a stranger in my life.&lt;br /&gt;You're not the person i once knew.&lt;br /&gt;Are you scared to let them know it's you?&lt;br /&gt;If they could only see you like I do,&lt;br /&gt;Then they would see a stranger too..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-5021610516566880429?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/5021610516566880429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=5021610516566880429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5021610516566880429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5021610516566880429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/of-little-secret.html' title='of a little secret'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-2492016955093910414</id><published>2007-06-27T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T19:13:02.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day for the week</title><content type='html'>mmm, todays the last day of the week, thurs fri and mon holidays, just nice for YOUTH WEEK! hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha today was super fun, started off with SS which was totally hilarious coz miss sim was suspecting people and all, and i got back my cct which wasnt good, but MY ASSIGNMENT PULLED IT UP(: 18/20 can you feel the heat! yes ruijie, snigger snigger line line squiggly squiggly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V for Vendetta for SS and CLE and geog was per normal, neither intersting neither boring. the dentist peoples called me and quay to the dentist container. so we went there after recess during the period called mother tongue. so we cammed and got really bored after trying to talk to some sec1s about my announcements this morning. haha then around 12 it was my turn, half hour wasted alr. then she cleaned and everything till 12.20, after which, failing to call quays name, she read out his IC number instead, something that shocked us all and we rofled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME OTHER STUFF HAPPEND TOO BUT ITS TOOO SECRET TO SAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later re did some stuff and then went to the mat room where it all happend. we were like filling up balloons with water then throwing them about, seeing upon who it would splash, (THE GAME WAS MY IDEA)  then people got went and all, so continued throwing and used the umbrella to spin the balloon around to the person whom it flew to, that person would be thrown at with the waterballoon. in the end it got real stupid, and we left seeing that BB had some urgent matters in the room. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saiful made me EHM EHM so we bought food and went to SOMEPLACE. where we played blinds men, trying to find a coin. (AGAIN MY IDEA) so it got really gross and all, mhmmm haha then the security guard saw us and told us to get out coz he was locking the classrooms. hahah so we all went back and SNEAKED PAST MHMM MHMM and yea, i got back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now waiting for a future relative to come visit us for dinnnerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember remember the 4th of november too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-2492016955093910414?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/2492016955093910414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=2492016955093910414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2492016955093910414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2492016955093910414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/last-day-for-week.html' title='last day for the week'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-5232465781874328638</id><published>2007-06-25T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T18:54:47.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a great start</title><content type='html'>haha its been a rather great start to the school semester. chem totally rocked coz we went to the lab and mr chong was being rather funny as he usually is, he totally is a student at heart. he has fun with us and likewise too, and hes becoming a rather good teacher too. ht was total slack coz she was talking about the trip and all. english was describing masculinity vs femininity. or something. maths was devoted to writing sobby poetry of how people break peoples hearts and all. shall post it another day. shall not talk about other incidences that happend in ri. ehm ehm. and password protected for a personal reason. training was rather fun, and before that me saiful and husaini were trying damn hard to break a lock which we did eventually, being late for training. my posts shall be rather short from now on. and i will never post about my personal feelings ever. gotta write the morning announcements for tmr now, and PLEASE VISIT http://riyouthweek07.blogspot.com for more updates on youth week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and qayyum totally own maths pt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart commands poetry&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-5232465781874328638?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/5232465781874328638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=5232465781874328638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5232465781874328638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5232465781874328638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/great-start.html' title='a great start'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-4305330696016959686</id><published>2007-06-23T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T15:16:51.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll be your best friend and next year, the same.</title><content type='html'>yknow i have this tendency to find the right songs at that time to match what im feeling. like the other was innocence, and umbrella. but now, its progressed, and now BIG GIRLS DONT CRY. title connotates something, but its the true meaning that matters. always want to tell someone something only when they arent here, then you realise how much they mean to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da Da Da Da&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your skin lingers on me now&lt;br /&gt;You're probably on your flight back to your home town&lt;br /&gt;I need some shelter of my own protection baby&lt;br /&gt;To be with myself and center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS:]&lt;br /&gt;I hope you know, I hope you know&lt;br /&gt;That this has nothing to do with you&lt;br /&gt;It's personal, myself and I&lt;br /&gt;We've got some straightenin' out to do&lt;br /&gt;And I'm gonna miss you like a child misses their blanket&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to get a move on with my life&lt;br /&gt;It's time to be a big girl now&lt;br /&gt;And big girls don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;Don't cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The path that I'm walking&lt;br /&gt;I must go alone&lt;br /&gt;I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown&lt;br /&gt;Fairytales don't always have a happy ending, do they?&lt;br /&gt;And I foresee the dark ahead if I stay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the little school mate in the school yard&lt;br /&gt;We'll play jacks and uno cards&lt;br /&gt;I'll be your best friend and you'll be my Valentine&lt;br /&gt;Yes you can hold my hand if you want to&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I want to hold yours too&lt;br /&gt;We'll be playmates and lovers and share our secret worlds&lt;br /&gt;But it's time for me to go home&lt;br /&gt;It's getting late, dark outside&lt;br /&gt;I need to be with myself and center, clarity&lt;br /&gt;Peace, Serenity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Da Da Da Da Da&lt;br /&gt;(azlyrics.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think to those i mentioned it to, now having fulfilled it to telling it to the 2  people i wanted them to know, it has totally changed the way i see things now, though it has only been 17 hours. but thanks for mentioning it to me, really appreciate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh i think my mom will beback so that i can go shopping, though it was really suprising that she allowed another friend to join along too. but too bad the latter cmi. still have a little bit more work to complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets list out&lt;br /&gt;- geog proj&lt;br /&gt;- erp (im almost done though)&lt;br /&gt;- maths&lt;br /&gt;- advocacy speech&lt;br /&gt;- HT compo and brochure &lt;br /&gt;- physics revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea thats basically it, so now that i got it all over with, clear mindedness should lead the way!(: haha i solved the first layer on my rubiks cube but couldnt be bothered about the rest. looks nice as it is. apparently playhouse disney is the bomb, OH OH I FORGOT THE MOST IMPORTANTE'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;about yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;youth week is coming up in week 2 so jianxiong decided for me to advertise some stuff here, so when its the right time to i probably would write stuff here so that them people canhave a look at whats on. thinking about it, i think that it should be a rather fun week, except for the physics quiz, ugh i hate physics. bitching 'bout it to yinrong and ryan yesterday after the yw. meeting when we totally ran from school to j8. thanks to my good people skills, yinrong managed to find us seats at ljs where a certain friend was there. yea shrimpalicious chicken combo or something, its nice. $4.20. went to meet my mom at esprit where she bought some stuff, AND SOMEBODY likes to dao people when they shout their name from macs to ljs despite people staring at him. forgot what else i did yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh &amp; luwei is my 156er.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-4305330696016959686?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/4305330696016959686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-5418864870039233904</id><published>2007-06-21T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T20:23:49.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp; you just had to do that</title><content type='html'>met alimi at j8 and reviewd' last nights convo sortof. alimi saw hilary duff at j8 and rofl. went to school for match against sec2s,. yes i was thinking about IT. i dont deny. but later on, it just ebbed away. did fairly okay, debut match since the ac barker arm breaking incident. freaking tired though, totally shagged like shaggy. husaini and his usual perveted attempt at peeking-at-avinash-while-he-bathes. totally failed. yea later out with him and all, went united square and back here. oh youth week meeting tmr at 12pm so thats gonna stink, haha dont know what to do after that though,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW MORE DAYS TO SCHOOL. IM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT. despite the incomplete homework which i totally am brilliant at excuses, its really gonne be fun and all again with the crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to testify;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-5418864870039233904?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/5418864870039233904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=5418864870039233904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5418864870039233904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5418864870039233904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/you-just-had-to-do-that.html' title='&amp; you just had to do that'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-1483017055287598945</id><published>2007-06-20T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T16:17:02.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a flame, it went away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnjiKXQJNZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/klIgxLEge8M/s1600-h/DSC01055edit.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnjiKXQJNZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/klIgxLEge8M/s320/DSC01055edit.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078057247528531346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND I DONT CRY ON THE PHONE YKNOW!. DESPITE MY HELP YOU STILL LOST THE AMAZING RACE. AND YOU DONT KNOW WHAT I AM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind&amp;remix. back to the start&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday morning, at around i have no idea, mariel called after a night of lesbian sex with melia, asking for answers for amazing race. so googled questions and came up with answers for her. but some answers, were a little too wrong. like, "what is the SI unit for luminous intensity", the answer was avi**xh*t and stuff like that. later went to tuckwai's house for geog proj and discussed somewhat :D, played 360 and i killed tuck. then timo killed me, really the bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to visit the newborn "cousin" at nuh and it was really cute and all. wanted to stuff my finger in its mouth but my mom was just a little too reluctant, she wanted to do that too. came back for food wars. i won, leaving someone a little too sad coz he couldnt find my blog. and thanks to nigel for helping me password protect it for a while, coz he forgot safarina's blog add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnjiK3QJNaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d2zIfLWgn_o/s1600-h/DSC01057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnjiK3QJNaI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d2zIfLWgn_o/s320/DSC01057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5078057256118465954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, mariel &lt;/s&gt;quit her job&lt;/s&gt; was "sick" so she dint go to work. (if her boss sees this). training in the morning so skipped dental, and rolled around the field. haha tomorrows match starting, so its a good start? haha w/e and faizal is really the *iatch. and sorry alimi,i just got over it so i decided not to tell, maybe TOMORROW WHEN NO ONE IS AROUND.(difficult) cammed at raffles toilets and ate at j8 where nasuha kept her wallet in the bag of hearts leaving her so panicked. shat around staring at people playing THAT game, and marcus was so foooled. yea i will go support you if OTHERS come(: trainned with bryan dixon and mark, yea bryan regular trainny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dixon mark and i had a really interesting conversation about directions in chinese. bcos this guy was asking him for directions and all. then dixon said theres no down only up so go up. yea, then i said i know whats behind, its 后面 (hou mian) thanks james. yea then he was like WOW, whats up and down and left and right and front. then i dint know, so i like made up some crap. he said left was yo mian and right was YO! mian and up and down were something. i dint believe so i was arguing with them being the people they are. then this woman came up and said:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woman: hey, i thinkyou shouldnt listen to them, they themselves are confused about chinese&lt;br /&gt;me: oh really, (stares and laughs)&lt;br /&gt;woman: yes! i think you should go teach them directions in your own language whatever you are.&lt;br /&gt;me: mmmmkay, (bitchlook)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha so she couldnt tell what i was, probably of that ACCENT that i developed. haha THAT angmohish accent. anyway we were all laughing at that and the rest of the people in the train started looking at us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a look at farhan, and i was taken aback. yea better not say too much, hot dogg will killl meeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats exactly why things happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-1483017055287598945?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/1483017055287598945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=1483017055287598945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1483017055287598945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1483017055287598945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/like-flame-it-went-away.html' title='like a flame, it went away'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnjiKXQJNZI/AAAAAAAAAKM/klIgxLEge8M/s72-c/DSC01055edit.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-6229947272044693427</id><published>2007-06-18T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T17:28:42.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so i'll keep hoping</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnZP4XQJNXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_L3rNpWf4Eg/s1600-h/DSC01608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnZP4XQJNXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_L3rNpWf4Eg/s320/DSC01608.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077333459639809394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnZP4nQJNYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aCrmM7HN-gA/s1600-h/DSC01610.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnZP4nQJNYI/AAAAAAAAAKE/aCrmM7HN-gA/s320/DSC01610.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077333463934776706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things have been really complicated lately. as in stuff going on around me, i just cant help but wonder how people really cope with all these changes. i mean maybe its just happening to me, idont see people expressing it; or rather that they are just introverts? from one to the other and back again, its really pointless now, and the thing is, i just cant tell anyone about it. i plan to tell &lt;s&gt;1 person&lt;/s&gt; 2 people rather, the bffaeauwhst and another. so if either of you is reading this, i hope that you would understand yknow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe im just suffering from depression by not being in school surrounded with people to talk to like almost everytime. i feel kinda separated from everyone, detached rather. everyone just seems to have their fun and all while im here waiting.. and waiting for something to happen. i try, yes i do to do something to make it better, but yet i just cant see its consequences. here are people with emo nicks, "i hope that it will stay" &amp; "misery is my best friend" whats up with that mannn.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went gymming today with ruggers and saw softballers there and i kinda distracted all of them. just did a couple of weights and leg stuff and situps. cant strain my wrist too much, its already weak. then we like went to help the cdiv train and all so i just decided to join in and yea, i scored a couple but realised i was seriously unfit. my 2.4 like dropped by 1 min and who knows how many secs my 100 would have dropped by. jason TRIES to spur me on and all and yea i feel sort of motivated. the comes PEOPLE who just cant stop showing off their &lt;s&gt;HUGE&lt;/s&gt; bigger than mine NOW not THEN muscles and try to piss me off. yea but not working?,mmmmkay says joelng. thinking that hes totally handsome with glasses and center parting which was totally not him in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just so lucky to be walking on a wire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-6229947272044693427?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/6229947272044693427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=6229947272044693427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6229947272044693427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6229947272044693427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-ill-keep-hoping.html' title='so i&apos;ll keep hoping'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RnZP4XQJNXI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/_L3rNpWf4Eg/s72-c/DSC01608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-2741379559780788065</id><published>2007-06-17T14:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T14:46:46.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling so ,,,</title><content type='html'>Waking up I see that everything is OK&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so great&lt;br /&gt;Slowing down I look around and I am so amazed&lt;br /&gt;I think about the little things that make life great&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;br /&gt;I hope that it will stay&lt;br /&gt;This moment is perfect&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found a place so safe, not a single tear&lt;br /&gt;The first time in my life and now it's so clear&lt;br /&gt;Feel calm, I belong, I'm so happy here&lt;br /&gt;It's so strong and now I let myself be sincere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't change a thing about it&lt;br /&gt;This is the best feeling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a state of bliss, you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;It's a state of bliss, you think you're dreaming&lt;br /&gt;It's the happiness inside that you're feeling&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so beautiful it makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliant&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wanna cry&lt;br /&gt;This innocence is brilliance&lt;br /&gt;Please don't go away&lt;br /&gt;Cause I need you now&lt;br /&gt;And I'll hold on to it&lt;br /&gt;Don't you let it pass you by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i can totally relate to this, and like X and all. im referring to you whom i sent 2 emails to. yea just so you know. besides, i have started my homework and have finished bookreview, bio and chem! alittle more to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO ME GO ME! LET ME HEAR YOU SAY HEY HEY HEY! YOURE THE BEST DAMN THING THAT MY EYES HAVE EVER SEEN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-2741379559780788065?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/2741379559780788065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=2741379559780788065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2741379559780788065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2741379559780788065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/feeling-so.html' title='feeling so ,,,'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-6176122657213454380</id><published>2007-06-15T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:28:24.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>paintball, paintball; mirror on the wall</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-6176122657213454380?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/6176122657213454380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=6176122657213454380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6176122657213454380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6176122657213454380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/paintball-paintball-mirror-on-wall.html' title='paintball, paintball; mirror on the wall'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-4736885479037298184</id><published>2007-06-13T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T11:19:38.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>origami hearts</title><content type='html'>tuesday was okay and tiring coz i had to run here and there and bring groups of people to the classroom for the origami folding cip thing. it was rather interesting for that 4 hours coz basically there were people to talk to and that there was pizza and drinks later on. so in the end the people folded bags of origami and they get 4 hours of cip or so ishouldthink. went to eat of kfc later on where luwei followed me to &lt;s&gt;popular&lt;/s&gt;(: popularbookshop to get my ERP book, LIFE OF PI. started reading it, quite okay. and luwei folllowed me back home on 156 talking about RANDOM stuff like how the new pe attire doesnt feel like a pe attire should. gonna start doing my homework and play less firered. damn homework sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-4736885479037298184?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/4736885479037298184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=4736885479037298184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/4736885479037298184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/4736885479037298184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/origami-hearts.html' title='origami hearts'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-358502978600963176</id><published>2007-06-08T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T19:09:02.018+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK IM BACK</title><content type='html'>IM BACK FROM THE ISLAND OF DOOM&gt; I SHALL NOT POST TODAY AS IM FKING TIRED AND SLEEEPYY. &amp; I BOUGHT POKEMON FIRE RED VERSION AND IT WORKS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-358502978600963176?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/358502978600963176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=358502978600963176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/358502978600963176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/358502978600963176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/06/im-back-im-back.html' title='IM BACK IM BACK'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-1898246265321144306</id><published>2007-05-29T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T13:38:10.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY UMBRELLA &lt;3</title><content type='html'>OMG I TOTALLY &lt;3 UMBRELLA BY RIHANNA!(((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Jay-Z]&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Yea Rihanna)&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Good girl gone bad)&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh (Take three... Action)&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh Ahuh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No clouds in my storms&lt;br /&gt;Let it rain, I hydroplane in the bank&lt;br /&gt;Coming down with the Dow Jones&lt;br /&gt;When the clouds come we gone, we Rocafella&lt;br /&gt;We fly higher than weather&lt;br /&gt;And G5’s are better, You know me,&lt;br /&gt;an anticipation, for precipitation. Stacked chips for the rainy day&lt;br /&gt;Jay, Rain Man is back with little Ms. Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Rihanna where you at?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Rihanna]&lt;br /&gt;You have my heart&lt;br /&gt;And we'll never be worlds apart&lt;br /&gt;May be in magazines&lt;br /&gt;But you'll still be my star&lt;br /&gt;Baby cause in the dark&lt;br /&gt;You can't see shiny cars&lt;br /&gt;And that's when you need me there&lt;br /&gt;With you I'll always share&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These fancy things, will never come in between&lt;br /&gt;You're part of my entity, here for Infinity&lt;br /&gt;When the war has took it's part&lt;br /&gt;When the world has dealt it's cards&lt;br /&gt;If the hand is hard, together we'll mend your heart&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can run into my arms&lt;br /&gt;It's okay don't be alarmed&lt;br /&gt;Come into me&lt;br /&gt;There's no distance in between our love&lt;br /&gt;So go on and let the rain pour&lt;br /&gt;I'll be all you need and more&lt;br /&gt;Because&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;When the sun shines, we’ll shine together&lt;br /&gt;Told you I'll be here forever&lt;br /&gt;Said I'll always be a friend&lt;br /&gt;Took an oath I'ma stick it out till the end&lt;br /&gt;Now that it's raining more than ever&lt;br /&gt;Know that we'll still have each other&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;You can stand under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;Under my umbrella&lt;br /&gt;(Ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining&lt;br /&gt;Ooh baby it's raining&lt;br /&gt;Baby come into me&lt;br /&gt;Come into me&lt;br /&gt;It's raining&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby it's raining&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday was funn coz we watched simpsons for SS. training then saturday. sats training was the bomb coz later we created this game with the skipping rope. sunday was mundane, then came monday. 10s RAFFLES RUGBY WON MANNNZ. CONGRATS TO EVERYONE WHO DID THEIR BESTEST, haha too bad for ac though, got a 4th.(x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha bryan marcus and some others finally figured out what &lt;strong&gt;FORCHUNATE&lt;/strong&gt; was so good for them. grr packing for the damn trip to (awhorribleplacenotmentioning). SO I WILL SEE YOU PEOPLE ON THE 8TH OF JUNE WHEN IM BACK(: BYE BYE FAREWELL AND TAKE GOOD CARE OF YOURSELVES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND JAPAN WON MISS UNIVERSE INTERNATIONAL! AMAZING.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-1898246265321144306?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/1898246265321144306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=1898246265321144306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1898246265321144306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1898246265321144306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-umbrella-3.html' title='MY UMBRELLA &lt;3'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-4385915432523443714</id><published>2007-05-24T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T21:21:15.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 more day!</title><content type='html'>ho. holidays are like coming in 1 more day, actually tmr is the start coz SS is the LAST PERIOD(((: congrats to rjc for winning rugby,tennis,netball &amp; everything else. as all should know, a picture speaks a thousand billion squillion words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN0ov7NuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jjRcD-0qoTg/s1600-h/DSC01538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN0ov7NuI/AAAAAAAAAIM/jjRcD-0qoTg/s320/DSC01538.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068112891106506466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ss/cle teacher always eats in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWRLov7N5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QVJPpSMxlOw/s1600-h/DSC01545.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWRLov7N5I/AAAAAAAAAJk/QVJPpSMxlOw/s320/DSC01545.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068116584778381202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN14v7NwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_VGotmNd1Dc/s1600-h/DSC01547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN14v7NwI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_VGotmNd1Dc/s320/DSC01547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068112912581342978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN2Yv7NxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YqVtps8gnm8/s1600-h/DSC01549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN2Yv7NxI/AAAAAAAAAIk/YqVtps8gnm8/s320/DSC01549.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068112921171277586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN24v7NyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tEuihSon6Pc/s1600-h/DSC01550.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWN24v7NyI/AAAAAAAAAIs/tEuihSon6Pc/s320/DSC01550.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068112929761212194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rubiks cube craze &amp; i cant solve it.&lt;br /&gt;basic crap during free periods&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOj4v7N2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1OW_3FsKZY/s1600-h/DSC01526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOj4v7N2I/AAAAAAAAAJM/n1OW_3FsKZY/s320/DSC01526.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068113702855325538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;open house brochure photo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOkYv7N3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/PtJAy8SDR4k/s1600-h/DSC01554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOkYv7N3I/AAAAAAAAAJU/PtJAy8SDR4k/s320/DSC01554.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068113711445260146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;broken screen thing, almost killed bio teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOlIv7N4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tQvFvoxGnFU/s1600-h/DSC01570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RlWOlIv7N4I/AAAAAAAAAJc/tQvFvoxGnFU/s320/DSC01570.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068113724330162050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toilet @ j8. mark,shannon,me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr gonna go bowling i think. and got like tons of homework for holidays so prepared to be dead. was slacking in sem1 too much, decided to buck up&amp;all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;oh you so fine, seriously out of my mind. and its all over with its all done. you never will never again.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-4385915432523443714?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/4385915432523443714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=4385915432523443714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-6230462456560877508</id><published>2007-05-21T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T20:30:43.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for you i will</title><content type='html'>just so you know, it hurts real deep. this wasnt what you think you wanted to achieve. revenge isnt always that sweet. friends will be friends, and they will help you through. thanks alimi, qayyum, dixon &amp;everyone else out there. dont really know what i would do without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like ________________________.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-6230462456560877508?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/6230462456560877508/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-7375153868124022356</id><published>2007-05-19T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T20:02:17.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;youve got me spinning</title><content type='html'>openhouse. lunch. phase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when will the pokemon be caught? soon, to stop all the shit spreading. if only it would comply. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're right, you win&lt;br /&gt;I don't want any part of it&lt;br /&gt;You know, what I'm like&lt;br /&gt;I give in, even though You Started It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I checked had it under control&lt;br /&gt;But now everything is unclear&lt;br /&gt;Help me correct it I know that I'm wrong&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I'm doin' this either&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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spinning'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-1901367386337833556</id><published>2007-05-17T15:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T16:01:13.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>but it hurts when i think;</title><content type='html'>wednesday was the bomb, coz it practically was the slackest day of all. ss, which started in jaq being pmsy and humping the table and punishing bad boys next to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkwHTYv7NsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OGqm5AcrDfc/s1600-h/DSC01469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkwHTYv7NsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OGqm5AcrDfc/s320/DSC01469.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065431710527338178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coincidentally the picture is no.69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was geog which was so slack, i cant remember what happened. cle came with the test while jaq was eating chocolates in class. then was tamil, which we didnt do anything at all. then was re, where me,dixon,alimi,said,yinrong went to MINDS to fold the origami hearts. it was seriously such an experience that i really never felt before, as alimi puts it, heartwarming. they learn quite fast and fold fast also. so we had around 200 hearts in around an hour or less. pictures would come soon. and we also went to watch the rj vs sajc match where rj won even amongst the midst of a superbias ref.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was rather..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio was quite disappointing in me getting 27/40 for the test, which seriously sucks, coz i wanted to get at least 30. but i totally owned one of the question with my totally "intelligent and good knowledge of the topic which enables him(me) to apply his(my) knowledge" as quoted from joy. click on it to view it and laugh. read the part underlined and ?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkwKAov7NtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mstnYUZHjOA/s1600-h/DSC01474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkwKAov7NtI/AAAAAAAAAIE/mstnYUZHjOA/s320/DSC01474.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065434686939674322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then pe was nothing and maths was logarithimic. english was a free period and someone pissed me off damn badly. really asswholic. tamil was a drag and im bored,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh please, you know what I need&lt;br /&gt;save all your love up for me&lt;br /&gt;we can't escape the love&lt;br /&gt;give me everything that you have&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-1901367386337833556?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/1901367386337833556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=1901367386337833556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1901367386337833556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1901367386337833556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/but-it-hurts-when-i-think.html' title='but it hurts when i think;'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkwHTYv7NsI/AAAAAAAAAH8/OGqm5AcrDfc/s72-c/DSC01469.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-1122807887723558395</id><published>2007-05-15T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T15:43:17.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring</title><content type='html'>so far, its been okay, and its 1 month and 1 day since the start of my blog. and today is AIR's BIRTHDAY! HAPPYBIRTHDAY AIR! wouldnt know what ill do without you- really. grrr monday was quite okay, with kwa scolding me and karthik for magically appearing right in front of him. and we stoned around and crammmed in the cupboard.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhwHXIJmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WqT5FCbMgDs/s1600-h/DSC01448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhwHXIJmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WqT5FCbMgDs/s320/DSC01448.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064686735192499810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhwnXIJnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GSaqpMBZCDM/s1600-h/DSC01454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhwnXIJnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/GSaqpMBZCDM/s320/DSC01454.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064686743782434418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was retarded coz firstly, i dint wax my hair coz i was late for school and we stayed in class coz it was raining, and talked shit about stuff i cant remember. then had to run 2.4 for pe. i never ran since march23. the day my hand broke. totally unfit and totally unprepared, i went to run. first 5 rounds was quite okay. then i started walking and all, so it slowed me down to a 10.34      totally not expected. wanted about 9.50      then went back for physics and pdi, where i was asked to bitch about people, so yea sort of let go of evverything that was on my mind. tws seemed satisfied with my answer(: then tried my hand at rubiks cube which is totally retarded coz i cant do it(: &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rklhw3XIJoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AnIjnR1814o/s1600-h/DSC01455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rklhw3XIJoI/AAAAAAAAAHU/AnIjnR1814o/s320/DSC01455.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064686748077401730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah qayyum ponned his chem retest that ass, and we were so emo coz chong han g dint come to pickup qayyum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhxXXIJpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_2sr--fokGM/s1600-h/DSC01461_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhxXXIJpI/AAAAAAAAAHc/_2sr--fokGM/s320/DSC01461_edited.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064686756667336338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rklhx3XIJqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I3LYyOMjxEk/s1600-h/DSC01466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rklhx3XIJqI/AAAAAAAAAHk/I3LYyOMjxEk/s320/DSC01466.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064686765257270946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkljgHXIJrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/94CFv3XsG8c/s1600-h/DSC01465.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkljgHXIJrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/94CFv3XsG8c/s320/DSC01465.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064688659337848498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkljgnXIJsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4AVQr3mj1JE/s1600-h/DSC01467.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkljgnXIJsI/AAAAAAAAAH0/4AVQr3mj1JE/s320/DSC01467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064688667927783106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to find another day&lt;br /&gt;The moon got lost again last night&lt;br /&gt;But now the sun has finally had its say&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when I think&lt;br /&gt;When I let it sink in&lt;br /&gt;It's all over me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you sleep, it hurts a lot&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You've got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3 gwen stefani totally has the emoest lyrics(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-1122807887723558395?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/1122807887723558395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=1122807887723558395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1122807887723558395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/1122807887723558395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/cant-think-of-suitable-title.html' title='Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RklhwHXIJmI/AAAAAAAAAHE/WqT5FCbMgDs/s72-c/DSC01448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-2964991830356215924</id><published>2007-05-13T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:58:29.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>over &amp; done with</title><content type='html'>oh my its like been like forever since i last updated. sorry but the previous week was like the totall hell. first there was physics quiz, ss cct, bio cct and some crap which i cant remember now coz its like totally over and done with.(: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcLGHXIJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pUFRq720xaE/s1600-h/DSC01445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcLGHXIJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pUFRq720xaE/s320/DSC01445.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028505684584018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physics quiz was okay, then i like think i studied super hard for ss cct which was no need for any ideology mugging thing. so its quite a stupid thing, but after all,its a reflective essay. hmm then weds was history ccct which i dint take coz geog owns it. oh there was napha also and i got all As despite my hand, i got 63 inclined pull ups! haha then mrs yak said the geog assignment was the same as the english social advocacy assignment. so yea, too bad other lit&amp;history people. then thursday was bio cct which i think im totalleh gonna flunk my ass off. I BLAME THE EXCESS OF LIPIDS! causing neurology-related problems. met thong and mok at ntuc with thongs gm and gf. raced around with trolleys. awesome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcKvnXIJiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/97kMu1VNB9k/s1600-h/DSC01434.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcKvnXIJiI/AAAAAAAAAGk/97kMu1VNB9k/s320/DSC01434.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028119137527330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcKwXXIJjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0oFmg86UZ4c/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcKwXXIJjI/AAAAAAAAAGs/0oFmg86UZ4c/s320/DSC01436.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028132022429234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i watched spiderman for fun which was quite okay. swim carn, no comments. house carn, congrats bayley!(: too bad i couldnt take part coz of the arm, 3 years alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturdays ora was the bomb. first was the awesomez jog. haha i went with the malay gang with pathy, then to every guy marshal, we high-5ed them. then to the girl marshals, they froze and did random poses. haha one girl practically burst out lauging. then to one of the indian girl marshals, i was in the middle and the plan was to all point at me while i do some stupid pose. it totally worked well and i was so proud of myself and everyone. hahah. we stole more $1 coupons from romi and sarkunnan. haha then i put my bag in jans locker and i went to the rugby booth. it was quite awesome and people missed throwing at me. especially jiaxing. l-o-s-e-r. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh melia, jan lathiga and i did the l-o-l-o-l-o-l-o-v-e thing in the netball court while the song love was being played. then we all went to the haunted house thing so we had to line up the long line while waiting. then i told melia lets do the wave thing coz we were moving up the line. so she looked around and waved but no one followd so she looked quite retarded. and she owes me $2 which i will forget about. so does shannon and lathiga. meanwhile we were playing heart attack and concentration, which lathiga won unfairly. i lost only coz she spat at me. disgusting blathigar. we got our turn to go in and tessa&amp;gang got pissed coz they werent allowed to go in coz they dint line up. it was quite good and scary, the girls kept groping our legs and body. haha so i went up to one of the ghosts and said, grope my legs you! so the ghost grabbed my leg and let go coz she probably never felt anything that hairy. hahahh then once we got out screaming our heads off, everyone was looking at us like mesmorised. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the hall again and chatted with mariel, julia, debby and a new friend that i made, fik. we chatted for like forever and time passed by damn fast. then they left and i went to clear up the stuff with the prefects and the rest who were there. oh and mariel gave me famous amos cookies(: thanks muchh. after that i went with lennie and biq to orchard to buy mother's day present and all. searched for quite long and finally got something, thanks to lennie!!(: you rock! haha then we ate and met dixon, with whom we went to watch the singapore vs philippines match. rather interesting. then went home and ended the day(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;craps that happend&lt;br /&gt;- mariel is shameless and thats good&lt;br /&gt;- jananii screams alot&lt;br /&gt;- lathiga think shes hot&lt;br /&gt;- melia and i came to a truce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;posting feels so good &amp; this is why chemistry is so screwed/fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcLFXXIJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lFPO0M_Dcw0/s1600-h/DSC01429.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcLFXXIJkI/AAAAAAAAAG0/lFPO0M_Dcw0/s320/DSC01429.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064028492799682114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-2964991830356215924?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/2964991830356215924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=2964991830356215924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2964991830356215924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2964991830356215924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/over-done-with.html' title='over &amp; done with'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RkcLGHXIJlI/AAAAAAAAAG8/pUFRq720xaE/s72-c/DSC01445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-5390025364754320593</id><published>2007-05-04T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T20:54:07.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chemical reactions</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssLXXIJfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g05m23Ciwgc/s1600-h/DSC01415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssLXXIJfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g05m23Ciwgc/s320/DSC01415.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687180042085874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem.owns.it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem was first lesson and where better to have lessons than in the CHEM LAB WITH C.H.G (chonghanguang). he seriously doesnt care what you do in the chem lab as long as you dont burn the place down. so we went to chem lab to do experiments on empirical formula of magnesiumoxide(me) and some other groups of people they had to do stuff with copper sulphate. i got started on the experiment so i went to turn on my bunsen burner but had trouble coz there was some stuff blocking the barrel so it took some time till i got it lighted. then i was supposed to heat the crucible (the pot thing) with the magnesium ribbon in it closed with a lid. so i did all the stuff and it started to burn as its supposed to. but then i felt my flame was very weak so i decided to close the air hole with the thongs and i started turning it around. haha then suddenly instead of a sharp blue flame with red flames inside, i got some TOTALLY ABSURD GREEN FLAME. ITS SUPER COOL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssK3XIJeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lGjquD4LhEA/s1600-h/DSC01414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssK3XIJeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/lGjquD4LhEA/s320/DSC01414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687171452151266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG ITS COZ OF THE STUFF inside the barrel, which turned out to be copper sulphate. so everyone saw my bunsen burner and like WTF HOW DID YOU GET THAT. then im like, haha this is damn harry potter and the floo powder. then people started taking the copper sulphate and blowing it into the burner to create the green flame and started shouting places you could go in ri such as the admin office and also ram wanted to go to hogwarts to have sex with moaning myrtle. then tuck decided to put a chunk of copper sulphate into the barrel to create,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssLnXIJgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XU6dus113qw/s1600-h/DSC01417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssLnXIJgI/AAAAAAAAAGU/XU6dus113qw/s320/DSC01417.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687184337053186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssL3XIJhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/N2eKBhA10sY/s1600-h/DSC01420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssL3XIJhI/AAAAAAAAAGc/N2eKBhA10sY/s320/DSC01420.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060687188632020498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he also took the magnesium ribbon and burned it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then was geog and maths and philo. i got 26.5 for mathspt so total brings my average from 1.6 to 2.8. totally satisfied just need to do better on next test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw tws at NUH when i was there for doctors appointment. my doctor said that they could REMOVE MY CAST!. so they removed it and it stank like biatchx. my arm is like totally shorter than my left arm and its also smaller! grr, 2 months away from the gym and from pe and rugby. damnn. i will be like sfree  can concentrate on my ss and maths and physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also went to collect my biometric passport where i saw jaq this time. she looked and moaned at me and went off with her husband and child. haah the biometric passport is dman cool. its like theres this chip inside yourpassport in one of the pages which is like hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chem &lt;3 avinash&lt;br /&gt;no more cast! free hands(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-5390025364754320593?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/5390025364754320593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=5390025364754320593' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5390025364754320593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/5390025364754320593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/chemical-reactions.html' title='chemical reactions'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjssLXXIJfI/AAAAAAAAAGM/g05m23Ciwgc/s72-c/DSC01415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-2676880731548317267</id><published>2007-05-02T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T20:51:56.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its all come to this</title><content type='html'>this was an interesting day, i mean seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first there was supposed to be the corporate video for rugby, but it got cancelled and we were told to come back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_unXIJVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/M-6fcguTBL0/s1600-h/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_unXIJVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/M-6fcguTBL0/s320/DSC01398.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059934620167447890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;so we ponned the first lesson for 40 mins and went back for a little bit of ss where jaq said i would suck as a leader of direct democracy. then we had a free period coz mrsyak dint come for geog. so michael went to sleep and me and qayyum and saiful started drawing hearts for some guy along the corridor; sec2. and tuck wais spiderman is quite nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_u3XIJWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9tnRK4YJVm8/s1600-h/DSC01402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_u3XIJWI/AAAAAAAAAFE/9tnRK4YJVm8/s320/DSC01402.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059934624462415202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_vnXIJYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9QXDIIqIfCY/s1600-h/DSC01406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_vnXIJYI/AAAAAAAAAFU/9QXDIIqIfCY/s320/DSC01406.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059934637347317122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during cle we had dating as a topic. so everyone got hyped up and all but nigel came and called me,saiful and husaini for the video thing again. so i went with a heavy heart, the hearts that jaq confiscated from me and stuffed in her boobs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_vXXIJXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DLOMKgMAjFM/s1600-h/DSC01404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_vXXIJXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/DLOMKgMAjFM/s320/DSC01404.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059934633052349810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_v3XIJZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BUG34Zb24bM/s1600-h/DSC01407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_v3XIJZI/AAAAAAAAAFc/BUG34Zb24bM/s320/DSC01407.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059934641642284434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnHXIJaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tBoeQRtmiWY/s1600-h/DSC01408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnHXIJaI/AAAAAAAAAFk/tBoeQRtmiWY/s320/DSC01408.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059942187899823522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha then once again, i was left out of the video coz of the arm. but the lady was nice and the guy she was flirting with too!. they came and talked to me and stuff kept me company so THANKS!(: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnXXIJbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JeCrMdA6dbQ/s1600-h/DSC01409.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnXXIJbI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JeCrMdA6dbQ/s320/DSC01409.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059942192194790834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after a shit while, we had "lunch" where i sucked the ice cream jelly thing till it became an actual jelly dick thing and saiful was like shaking it and showing it to everyone in the vicinity. haha i &lt;3 school coz of such people,(alimi shannon saiful husaini etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for re where i called jananii, jermaine, julia, nasuha and some others too to buy the bear, they still havent confirmed and stuff so PLEASE BUY THE BEARS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnnXIJcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/syG0cC50cQY/s1600-h/bear+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnnXIJcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/syG0cC50cQY/s320/bear+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059942196489758146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this is $8 its quite nice 8 inches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnnXIJdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-lXX3RT3UFg/s1600-h/bear+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjiGnnXIJdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/-lXX3RT3UFg/s320/bear+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059942196489758162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; this one is $10 its 12 inches really worth it . its all for charity! your help will be appreciated.!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then later we went to watch the match ri vs uwc for the cdiv. they were quite good (cdiv) better than most thought. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the best part of today, i came back to my tagboard and saw this website posted. www.freewebs.com/everybodylovesavinash the friendster person created this website so as to confeess his/her love to me and for PDA. its totally creeepy and stuff so i hope i can get to the bottom of this mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shit today&lt;br /&gt;- alimi took the first pic of the day.&lt;br /&gt;- saiful,husaini are crazy&lt;br /&gt;- there is a freaking stalker stalking me&lt;br /&gt;- kenneth &lt;3s lianspeech&lt;br /&gt;- nasuha is bothered that her friend is being stalked.&lt;br /&gt;- i saw someone who looked exactly like cs.&lt;br /&gt;- my cast is gonna be removed soon(:&lt;br /&gt;- ORA DONOR CARD IS DUE TMR?!&lt;br /&gt;- fork&amp;spoon is quite a frequent place for people i know&lt;br /&gt;- i made alimi's night after reading my post!(:&lt;br /&gt;- avinash &lt;3s eeu!&lt;br /&gt;- laughter is seriously the best intoxication!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-2676880731548317267?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/2676880731548317267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=2676880731548317267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2676880731548317267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/2676880731548317267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-all-come-to-this.html' title='its all come to this'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rjh_unXIJVI/AAAAAAAAAE8/M-6fcguTBL0/s72-c/DSC01398.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-6519962593436501395</id><published>2007-05-01T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T20:36:59.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>APOLOGIES TO ALL</title><content type='html'>APOLOGIES TO ALL READERS. APPARENTLY THE OWNDER OF WWW.FRIENDSTER.COM/MRSAVINASH IS SO COWARDLY, THAT HE/SHE HAS DELETED THE FSTER ACCOUNT. THANKS YOU FOR ALL YOU HAVE DONE. BUT THE FSTER ACC WAS QUITE FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to note:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sheila &lt;3s sytycd&lt;br /&gt;- alimi prefers hand casts to leg casts&lt;br /&gt;- jason is gonna take chem dmp with me(:&lt;br /&gt;- jananii's midyears end next thursay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-6519962593436501395?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/6519962593436501395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=6519962593436501395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6519962593436501395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/6519962593436501395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/apologies-to-all.html' title='APOLOGIES TO ALL'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-7429169983434261732</id><published>2007-05-01T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T15:14:00.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&amp;let the record play</title><content type='html'>FIRST THERE WAS i_lurve_avi@hotmail.com. NOW THERE IS girlcommander@hotmail.co.uk.    damn whats wrong with people. some just dont have anything else better to do. their friendds dare them to talk to avinash and confess their love to him and flood his tagboard with his mothers name; making everyone think avinash's mother tags his blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grr whatever manz, now there is this &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/mrsavinash"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; who thinks its damn funny to idolise avinash. PEOPLE, please add this person on your friendster. see how long he/she/w.e can take it. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shitt, theres like bio, ss and physics test next week and i barely studied for ss. rarefaction,compression,carbohydrates,triglycerides,liberalism,marxist. damn ss really sucks balls. these past few days have been &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;REALLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; boring. and there wasnt school on monday then i had to go to the passport place to renew my passport and stuff, then everyone was staring at me coz i wass wearing the raffles windbreaker thingy and like they're like wth he pon sch!. no, there just wasnt school dammit. grr i look really retarded in the stupid photo coz my eyes were painful and they became like slits. then i had to do some thumbprint thing coz they wanted to check if its really me or whether theres &lt;s&gt;an avinash wannabe&lt;/s&gt; another avinash. then its like the woman was like, oh your hand like that, poor thing. i was like w/e woman, its just a cast dammit. then scan here scan there went home and saw intersting things on the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine walking into the mrt, then obviously people stare at the cast on your hand. then all their attention is focused on the dragon on the cast, then suddenly you hear sounds like as though someone just had their first orgasm. then everyones attention is diverted to the two people, a guy and a girl, probably still schooling? then you seethe elderly shaking their head in disgrace and turning away. but you still notice some people looking and staring at their PDA(public dispay of affection), hoping to get tips on how to hook a 1.4m lian. got off and went back home to hopefully study some bio, which i did for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then girlcommander appeared. and all the shit started. but thanks be to &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NASUHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; who helped me check the existence of such a person. had to get off the com for a while so went to watch tv, where i received a call from nasuha wherewe chatted about girlcommander for about an hour. so girlcommander, you were bitched about. thanks anw for the useful piece of information on tracking the suspect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;such a detective;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-7429169983434261732?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/7429169983434261732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=7429169983434261732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/7429169983434261732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/7429169983434261732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/05/record-play.html' title='&amp;let the record play'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-671819800439733400</id><published>2007-04-28T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:49:04.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PIMPRESS WANK WITH THIS, ITS CALLED GLOBAL WARMING</title><content type='html'>ptm totally had to ruin my saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you wake up at 6 plus, bathe and stuff and see that its raining. your cast is gonna get wet but you dont give a f*ck coz you played touch rugby the previous day in the rain. you then proceed to school where you're surrounded by people wearing their ties and pants like up till THERE and you think, how are people gonna think of ri as a school that isnt made up of geps.then you go to the atrium and get your duty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you proceed to the 3t classroom and arrange everything nicely. your faithful assistant monitor comes to you and says hi sorry im late. then the replacement treasurer or more commonly known as (the temporary classmonitor when avinash didnt exist), says he doesnt give a f*ck about his duty at the walkway between jnr blk and admin blk. so you have extra company. what else dyou do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;bitch?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon the parents started coming and the day was started with rashidis parents coming firsst and being the proest with no hassle in the queue system. so they talked and talked then left. felicia came later and stoned there with tws. they started to get cozy and nearer but soon more parents came and they got busy. so the day went on, with saiful me and qayyum drawing on newspapers and coping the drinks and with qayyum drinking a woman (ho was waiting outside)' drink. then he cursed and sweared coz she ate pork last night and not sure whether she had additinal stuff in her mouth coz he said the straw tasted slimy. so we gave the drink to zhujie in the next clas who said the drink tasted nice(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alimi then brought me to the 5th floor where his secret addmirer was. he the MEP GEP FREAK to me and i burst out laughing while hearing what he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alimi: did you know he was staring at me and told douglas who told me "alimi ithink youre hot"&lt;br /&gt;avinash: yea right, no one is THAT obsessed&lt;br /&gt;alimi: no seriously douglas saw him smsing someone saying alimi is damn hot&lt;br /&gt;avinash: ERRRR&lt;&lt;&lt; show me that guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i saw him and he started staring at the both of us and i felt like omg, he is so deprived. haha then when i went back up, i found my fellow cec in trouble. apparently gym lady(as i shall call her as she keeps stretching nonstop) was complaining to them about who should go and see the teacher first. then another guy, bengy, was complaining that since he was there first he should go. then they all started bitchfights, which was totally intersting to watch, parental politics. then they were like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gymlady: i came here first&lt;br /&gt;bengy: no you came second, i come first&lt;br /&gt;gymlady: yea right, i came first and my appointment is first&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it continued like that and the rest of us stared in awe. then they all turned to us and continued about how the system we adopt sucks and how we should follow the manjan(firstcomefirstservecozweneverbathe) system. so we called tws and he settled the problem easily then all settled. one by one they came and went. then tws was free. so he came out and told me eh avinash, dyouu wanna gossip&amp;bitch about anyone in class? then i was like wth, so cool??? haha but then he saw that my collar button wasnt buttoned then he was like buttoning for me and putting my tie properly while the other parents elsewhere were looking like wtf?!. then he just said loudly, oh coz his hand is injured im doing for him. then they ohh.. and turned away.  then he got interrupted by a parent who wanted to see him. i was quite saddd. coz i was so into the bitchingmoment. hahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there was another free time, so we went in and decided to ask him about whether he had a gf. he decided to change the subject and talk about the class and who has a gf or not. okay... might as well just play along. so talk about ram having zillions of gfs in rg coz hes like totally in &lt;3 with the indian population. haha then dnno who said that im such an anti-indian indian. lluckily tws didnt hear. then he suddenly turned to me and started harrasing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tws: eh how long?&lt;br /&gt;avinash: huh wth?!&lt;br /&gt;tws: dont make me ask another time, how long?&lt;br /&gt;avinash(thinking along the straight line): errr i dont have&lt;br /&gt;tws: you arent a convincing liar&lt;br /&gt;avinash: seriously..&lt;br /&gt;tws: ahh wth, oh but i have btw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saiful,qayyum look at me and like ohhhh, hes not not straight. haha then bitch here bitch there times up. went to the malay room where we started playing the heading game where we had to head the ball 20 times in a row. we all managed up to 12 maximum. haha when i subbed alimi it wasbetter! NO OFFENCE THOUGH! hahah then later with all our ddead brain cells, we decided to go to toapayoh to eat after like 1 hour of deciding. so then we went to fork&amp;spoon where we ate and stuff and talked about how crookshanks was an animagus or not. or whether beyonce and shakira were really at the food court. then we went home and everyone started looking at the cast again. and some people actually ask me why my hand is in a cast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;from one of the ss lessons&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaq: .... its so hot just like me&lt;br /&gt;whole class goes silent&lt;br /&gt;avinash: yucks! *very quietly but since the class was quiet it was loud&lt;br /&gt;jaq: OMG AVINASH! IM GONNA MINUS YOUR MARKS FROM YOUR NEXT TEST.&lt;br /&gt;qayyum: but shes really fugly, she has badly shaven pits&lt;br /&gt;avinash: rofl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND MONDAY IS A HOLIDAY THANKS TO RAFFLES' WINNING STREAK IN SOME STUFF(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-671819800439733400?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/671819800439733400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=671819800439733400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/671819800439733400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/671819800439733400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/pimpress-wank-with-this-its-called.html' title='PIMPRESS WANK WITH THIS, ITS CALLED GLOBAL WARMING'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-4236631586413838327</id><published>2007-04-25T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T20:32:01.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leading to a major</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total frustration now. allcoz of the stupid ________..... shall not tell it here. later on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY WAS LEARNING JOURNEY DAY!(: so 3t was like scheduled the afternoon slot thing, so we only had to come to school at 1030. BUT being the cautious student, i decided to invite other study buddies to study maths for the test on thursday(tmr) in the morning at normal time like 7ish. so i called like qayyum and then ruijie decided to come also. so we met and stuff and tuckwai was also there so we all went to j8 to grab study snacks at macs. i bought a sundae while others bought meals. (qayyum dint eat breakfast) so blah blah we came back to school and decided to join wayne and keith in 3r so all study there. then ruijie dint know how to do likesome questions so i decided to explain to him; the mathematicianism in me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9RiHXII8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/doi_lWvCDGg/s1600-h/DSC01350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9RiHXII8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/doi_lWvCDGg/s320/DSC01350.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057350553093809090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha all the workings and the blood i shed for maths. better do well tmr to bring my average to a pass. we then got kicked out my the security guard who had to lock the classroom, so we went to the library and tourtured benjamin who was there. then we went to rj to buy snacks for eating in the bus and stufff. so bought and went back to hall to assemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the bus, i was drinking SHARK then i was gonna give husaini some then the busdriver was like "EH THAT INDIAN BOY THERE, I HOPE U BETTER THROW AWAY YOUR DRINK" or something like that. then like everyone turned and stared at me(was at the back). w/e lor... all husainis fault (X then went to the changi chapel and museum for some tour on the ww2 stuff. dint take pics coz no photography allowed...  then boredom boredom and went back to the bus to go to macs at boat quay(yum). reached macs for a horrendous distribution of lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZXXII9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/slSUs2YyMls/s1600-h/DSC01352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZXXII9I/AAAAAAAAAB8/slSUs2YyMls/s320/DSC01352.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057352601793209298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZnXII-I/AAAAAAAAACE/46RHyrfqncI/s1600-h/DSC01355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZnXII-I/AAAAAAAAACE/46RHyrfqncI/s320/DSC01355.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057352606088176610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZ3XII_I/AAAAAAAAACM/SZKq5vA42uM/s1600-h/DSC01356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TZ3XII_I/AAAAAAAAACM/SZKq5vA42uM/s320/DSC01356.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057352610383143922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TaHXIJAI/AAAAAAAAACU/2E2uJ-lzunM/s1600-h/DSC01357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TaHXIJAI/AAAAAAAAACU/2E2uJ-lzunM/s320/DSC01357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057352614678111234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TaXXIJBI/AAAAAAAAACc/2iMfeeW7QlI/s1600-h/DSC01358.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9TaXXIJBI/AAAAAAAAACc/2iMfeeW7QlI/s320/DSC01358.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057352618973078546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9UonXIJCI/AAAAAAAAACk/1G5KTvKbqkE/s1600-h/DSC01359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9UonXIJCI/AAAAAAAAACk/1G5KTvKbqkE/s320/DSC01359.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057353963297842210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Uo3XIJDI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZlLKoua1UUE/s1600-h/DSC01360.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Uo3XIJDI/AAAAAAAAACs/ZlLKoua1UUE/s320/DSC01360.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057353967592809522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9UpHXIJEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9Aswb02ZDcI/s1600-h/DSC01361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9UpHXIJEI/AAAAAAAAAC0/9Aswb02ZDcI/s320/DSC01361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057353971887776834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate michaels share too haha then counted people on the bus and gave mrtan the happy meal toys.then did some other random stuff talking about weird things. oh about how a guy with a red clip traded it for something then kept trading till he got a house. haha then we reached fort canning park. took some photos of them wax figures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Vq3XIJFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/datDh_k2BQI/s1600-h/DSC01363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Vq3XIJFI/AAAAAAAAAC8/datDh_k2BQI/s320/DSC01363.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057355101464175698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrHXIJGI/AAAAAAAAADE/qSfMvokGAQs/s1600-h/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrHXIJGI/AAAAAAAAADE/qSfMvokGAQs/s320/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057355105759143010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrXXIJHI/AAAAAAAAADM/UdvfbdetUX4/s1600-h/DSC01365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrXXIJHI/AAAAAAAAADM/UdvfbdetUX4/s320/DSC01365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057355110054110322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrnXIJII/AAAAAAAAADU/1h7lAz7gSvM/s1600-h/DSC01366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9VrnXIJII/AAAAAAAAADU/1h7lAz7gSvM/s320/DSC01366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057355114349077634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Vr3XIJJI/AAAAAAAAADc/y869D_fSNh8/s1600-h/DSC01368.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9Vr3XIJJI/AAAAAAAAADc/y869D_fSNh8/s320/DSC01368.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057355118644044946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; omg they looked damn realistic and i SWEAR i saw one of them blink and move their body. hmm probably haluucinating coz of the low pressure and other nonsense (Oh dim lights=shadowy figures) then tuckwai like suddenly popped out from somewhere and scared the F*CK out of me&amp;qayyum. then i couldnt breathe properly. saw the fire escape thing and then it started to rain once we went outof the battle box. so saiful generously lent me his towel to wrap around my cast. THANKS(: then we like went back to thebus AGAIN for another long ride to kranji war memorial. &amp;this means more sleeping time all of us were getting sleeepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached the memorial and saw alot of names. OH AND &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;RAM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; GOT SCREWED FOR STEPPING on one of the stone platforms thing. todaywas ANZAC day so there was some memorial services thing done so we observed one minute of silence. looking at the names at the memorial such as ABINASH and RAJU KUMAR, it was quite enriching((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the bus a final time and this time to go back to ri. so boredom gotthe better of us and photos, and then came the final dissapointment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacHXIJKI/AAAAAAAAADk/S7lKne5JGH8/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacHXIJKI/AAAAAAAAADk/S7lKne5JGH8/s320/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057712189340132514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacXXIJLI/AAAAAAAAADs/2o6w_amXG9g/s1600-h/DSC01371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacXXIJLI/AAAAAAAAADs/2o6w_amXG9g/s320/DSC01371.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057712193635099826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacnXIJMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gncqB9zEwwI/s1600-h/DSC01377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCacnXIJMI/AAAAAAAAAD0/gncqB9zEwwI/s320/DSC01377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057712197930067138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the teenage mutant ninja turtle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCac3XIJNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/niwYVFzgG5M/s1600-h/DSC01382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RjCac3XIJNI/AAAAAAAAAD8/niwYVFzgG5M/s320/DSC01382.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057712202225034450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the happy meal toy!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;husaini got a call from miss tan from the special assistance office. he was told to report to somewhere for the corporate video thing.(publicity for ri) then he asked me whether she called me. i said no. so he called her and asked for me, and she said oh coz my arm is broken and since mine was a individual shot for poster or something, they dun wanna portray rafflesians as handicapped people. &lt;b&gt;**** THEM LA&gt; IM OKAY COZ OF THAT REASON BUT AT LEAST ****ing CALL ME AND TELL ME LAR. STAND THERE LIKE SOME ASSHOLE LIKE THAT&lt;/b&gt; dammit, why are there such people existing anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-4236631586413838327?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/4236631586413838327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=4236631586413838327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/4236631586413838327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/4236631586413838327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/leading-to-major.html' title='leading to a major'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Ri9RiHXII8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/doi_lWvCDGg/s72-c/DSC01350.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-8096986904961641402</id><published>2007-04-23T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T20:36:18.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of a literature test</title><content type='html'>started off as usual with a typical trip sc. monday. maxim was really pissed coz we dint wanna listen to her while she was explaining so we all just went to the lab and started pipetting the stuff into diff tubes. and that was bio. maths was a timed based performance task thingum which tuckwai helped me so THANKS! then during chem jon had to take his chem test so i swapped places with him to go to the back with james where i "refered" to his physics worksheet. then hgchong announced that i failed the balancing eq test by one mark and that he was suprised. so he let us all take another paper on a diff day and take the average of the score. but its 5% so i better do well inthe other tests. OH and he got so angry with victor he shouted so loudfor him to leave the class that saiful dint even dare to turn around. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rashidi: sir! even i could do that question&lt;br /&gt;hgchong: rashidi you are full of crap!&lt;br /&gt;rashidi: sir your teaching is full of crap!&lt;br /&gt;hgchong: (rofl)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hgchong: we have an all time low student&lt;br /&gt;qayyum: who who!&lt;br /&gt;hgchong: its qayyum with a perfect score of 4/15. you should be more like haikal. he suprised me. it was totally not to his standard. he got 14/15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then from there we went to rj where we started the stupid OOOHHH TSSSSS thing. haha quite cool coz sometimes you just happen to say things at the same time with others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyoJv-kVuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgZmLTYadx4/s1600-h/DSC00120_edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyoJv-kVuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgZmLTYadx4/s320/DSC00120_edited.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056601367081408226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we ate and came back for physics which was being supervised by some people who looked like they never bathed in their entire existence but still, they were nice and laughed when qayyum said that he had a pencil stuck up his nose once. theres a physics quizz next wk so i better ace that coz physics isnt really my strongestt. i gota stupid 2.8 for that. so better work it to a 3.6. ohoh i moved to where karthik was sitting and he was being a bad boy by eating sweets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyCHv-kVrI/AAAAAAAAABU/-h0Q2H1YH3U/s1600-h/DSC01337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyCHv-kVrI/AAAAAAAAABU/-h0Q2H1YH3U/s320/DSC01337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056559551279814322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english was a success because i bet that there wouldnt be a test that period and i got to slap MrPhysicsUniverse (&lt;a href="http://ruijie.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; visit this to find out more) coz i won the bet. then mstang was like super pissed for some apparent reason she started barking at everyone and screaming then left the class for a while. we did some sourcing for points then she came back and showed the model answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we spent mostof lunch interrupting qayyum and talking about retarded stuff like dreams and nigtmares and how they reflect our subconscious while drinking slupeeea penelope. oh and we bitchedabout the two girls in hannah montana (the chinese girl and her darkbest friend) taking the stairs really bites. i was like almost out of breath by the time we reached the 6th floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaq came and scolded karthik for causing so much noise. he was pissed at her for the rest of the lesson and she was wearing this bright pink dressthingy thatwas so WOW.&lt;br /&gt;lit people had their cct so we had a free period. someof us went to the malay classroom and started doing retarded stuff like passing rugby balls through peoples legs. and stacking chairs and standing on it and making it fall along with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyCH_-kVsI/AAAAAAAAABc/lDO-9eoLu8s/s1600-h/DSC01338.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyCH_-kVsI/AAAAAAAAABc/lDO-9eoLu8s/s320/DSC01338.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056559555574781634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jan&amp;jerm thought they were so smart intrying to prank me that jerm likes me. but yea right, shes like totally in love with CS (raju)[rg security guard] and i do have a life. unlikeyou two spying on people and/or stalking people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt; AND LATHIGA THINKS SHES TOTALLY AWESOMEZ AND HOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-8096986904961641402?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/8096986904961641402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=8096986904961641402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8096986904961641402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8096986904961641402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/of-literature-test.html' title='of a literature test'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiyoJv-kVuI/AAAAAAAAABs/UgZmLTYadx4/s72-c/DSC00120_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-8611535010216165060</id><published>2007-04-20T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T21:38:34.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;yknow what, todays friday, 20th april 2007, the last day to use the lift&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii6vP-kVnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLVDdr7DNek/s1600-h/DSC01308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055495902628959858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii6vP-kVnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLVDdr7DNek/s320/DSC01308.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm i remember those days, when people had to climb 6 floors worth of stairs, while i casually took the lift with people flashing angryglances coz im taking the lift with an injured arm - no relevance to walking stairs. i think i shall just change the date on the pass(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then came chem which was boring as usual and then came geog. mrsyak showed us this video on hurricane katrina then there was this woman from new orleans. her name was africa. then qayyum was like "EH THAT LOOKS LIKE *******" then im like wtff so not lorr. haha anw took a picture of her but &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;someone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; deleted it..! this was my drawing of fugly betty vs medusa. qayyum couldnt stop laughing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RijAP_-kVqI/AAAAAAAAABM/B0iCWq7-WxU/s1600-h/retarded+drawing+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055501962827814562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RijAP_-kVqI/AAAAAAAAABM/B0iCWq7-WxU/s320/retarded+drawing+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maths. mrkwa was like teaching this new topic called geometric properties of circles. thenn tuckwai was like flashing these random words on the visualiser like W*NKER, P**SY SL*T its super retarded, he almost got caught once and i like so totally screwed him then he stopped. then so boring after that:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii9T_-kVoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WEmK3e_Ixok/s1600-h/DSC01312.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055498733012407938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii9T_-kVoI/AAAAAAAAAA8/WEmK3e_Ixok/s320/DSC01312.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii9UP-kVpI/AAAAAAAAABE/PQuRPRkl7XI/s1600-h/DSC01313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055498737307375250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii9UP-kVpI/AAAAAAAAABE/PQuRPRkl7XI/s320/DSC01313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then came philo which was the same. noisy and uncontrollable. today we were like practising for the dialogue observation. the topic was WHAT IS A SPORT? then we all started screaming abbout how blinking of eyes is a sport coz it is a physical activity. and how butterfly catching is a sport coz it can be competetive. overall kinda unproductive as we never got the final solution, so net-net loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waitted for the jan for like 2 hours coz she had stuff on. pathy decided to follow and we went to pastamania to eat. she signed my cast and stuff and couldnt finish her beeef pasta thinggg. maybe coz me &amp; pathy were like keeping her entertained by providing stupid stuff like that RE survey thing maybe ill post it another day. then since the environment at pastamania was not conducive for studying, she wanted to go to macs. so we all went there with balu also who came later. then there lathiga came and dixon and isaac decided to join us. joke after joke and going thru peoples stuff, mr SK came and sat with us. pathy told him jan was his wife then SK was like OMG?! haha then he said that jacks forced him to go for the ICC comp at ri, which we were all going. haha then he left with balu saying that racial harmony must be preserved and everyone is equal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sk: did you know that people in the world are becoming brown, and that you all shdnt discrimate chinese?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dixon: yea yea!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pathy: right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;avinash: yea then why is dixon still so yellowish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;jan: coz hes different species&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lathiga: (laughs for fun)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dixon: did u know im chinese indian?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;balu: can u all shut up annot, talk brown brown i come kill you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then me jan lathiga and pathy went for the icc comp, while trying to evade certain sibilings friends along the way. maybe lathigas sister spotted her with her telescope during her astronomy club. then they needed to doo stuff so we brought them to the toilet in the jr block and there i met alimi who panicked in front of jan. haha. then watched the stupid icc thiing while jan and lathiga went to watch with their school people coz their ics fatchairlady told them "where is your schoolspirit go sit with your people". sulkily they went, then lathiga had to go so pathy was so sad, i decided tocomfort him(: while bitching about the despo rg sec1&amp;2s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so in the end, rg won the entire thing and started cheering, i was too kind to be bothered. so i left and reached home and ate my dinner which was PASTA&lt;&lt; finally the weekis ending.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuck: whats the diff between a magician and a ktv hostess&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;avi: ermm magician=ugly ktv hostess=fugly?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuck: a magician has cunning stunts, while the ktv hostess has a stunning c*nt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;avi: :o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-8611535010216165060?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/8611535010216165060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=8611535010216165060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8611535010216165060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8611535010216165060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/last.html' title='the last'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/Rii6vP-kVnI/AAAAAAAAAA0/gLVDdr7DNek/s72-c/DSC01308.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-8435764332520828606</id><published>2007-04-18T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T22:07:08.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank periods</title><content type='html'>ugh these few days have been so tiring and im like gonna collapse typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;WEDNESDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weds was a pretty long day for me. first the day started out with the giving of the progress reports. i got like most 3.6s and a stupid 1.6 for maths. and the worst thing is that maths is like &lt;b&gt; DOUBLE&lt;/b&gt; weightage! that seriously sucks. then.. went to class for SS on gay rights and all the stuff like MARXIST, CONSERVATISM, LIBERALISM then dnno what else. then got like to present. PEK asked like killler questions so yea, quite fun to see RAM STUNNED! then later was geog and mrsyak was like asking me about the geog cct that i missed and how i had 30mins more than normal coz of my arm. so blah blah everything arranged and it passed quite fast. then later msjaq came back for CLE and like the moment she came into class she saw that the whiteboard ledge was like filled with water. then she growled at me for my irresponsibility in maintaining the class order and shitxx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaq: AVINASH! youre the MONITOR. MONITOR THE SITUATION PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;avi: uhh w/e lorrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she like got damn pissed and asked the whole class to stand while me &amp;a few others went to the toilet to get tissue to go wipe the water. then when all was wiped, she asked who did it and like no one responded. so she started attacking me again and how i was to assess the situation and get an answer while she left the class for 4 mins. then i asked and TWO PEOPLE WHO I SHALL NOT MENTION, admitted to it and i told jaq. so she called the both of them and dnno what she did, but they came back smiling and laughing?!.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she talkedabout service learning and all that fashina. then came recess and forgot what happend. then came tamil which was completely unproductive as always as she tries to promote the thirukurral DMP module which is not compulsory but we still must take?!! cant reason with these _______.   thenn came re. elsa was like talkin talkin about all the stuff and how im so linked up with the world and how i should get the media( dixon yinrong talking at the side sniggering at snide comments) then alimi came late coz he nvr did his work in class as he was playing with the finger board with best friend ABDULQAYYUM. haha so stayback and do during re. elsa was quite pissed at his malay teacher...bitchfight,,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then CAME LUNCH. I WAS FREKING OUT COZ i thought that i dint study geog properly, then i was attacking jon and rashidi and everyone else about geog till tehy were pissed at me. wished me good luck while i went to take the test. pressure building. temperature rising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrs yak was quitehelpful coz she gave me some hints here and there. YKNOW WHY? COZ I TOTALL &lt;b&gt; BLACKED OUT&lt;/b&gt; nope no pun. i totally forgot what to do and all taht till i got so hopeless i basically wrote some crap stuff. then halfway through the 5 mark qn i sprained my thumb. suaymuch? yea. so i called her and she came and was so concerned for me. then mr edward ng walked past and she explained to him. so he said dont stress me out((: ri has nice teachers. so she told me to tell her some answers verbally. told her w/e i knew. and she sort of remembered the geographically correct answers and she said i generally did a good job, just missed out some details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later went to watch the rj match against srjc. rj owned them like 84--0 so basically nothing much more happend. OH OH SHAO CHUN went back with me to wait at the busstop! although he could just walk home he decided to wait with me for 156 which took like forever to come. SO THANK YOU SO MUCH SHAO CHUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dixon: ehh dyou know that **Y*IM wears the maximiser upside down?&lt;br /&gt;others: really?? omgg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;THURSDAY&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was basically a short day. first was bio with maximiser. shes quite good la. just got this attitude? hmm then later went for pe. got screwed coz i was doing standing broad jump with my cast and all and ri teachers are nice, but overprotective?. yea.. but its for my own safety so yea... then went for maths. turned out everyone got 3 marks for the inequality qn coz some set cannot factorise so everyone must be fair so add 3 marks. NOT FAIR I ALREADY GOT THAT CORRECT&lt;&lt;&lt;&lt;. then later went english was a nightmarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid han sheng go call me and sett off the stupid crackling noise in the speakers. then ms tang come screw me and say thati was sending message/calling people. grr nowadays everything also my faulttt. THEN TUCK WAI THINK hes DAMN SMART KEEP CALLING ME. BUT IM SMARTER. i offed my phone!. so yea went for tamil then she wasteed the whole lesson talking about the icc stuff and going thru compre corrections. later i helped some people &lt;s&gt;wrap the stuff and&lt;/s&gt; carry some stuff to the hall. then went out and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least tmr is the last day of the week wuith the ICC comp finals. not sure whether im gonna pon that or not. i have been ponning the rest, but with valid reasons. hmm think i shall just study chem a little while more for the balancing eq. test tmr. uhh see you and have a good night*(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathy: imran thinks he is all taht and lies that hes a dj at zouk&lt;br /&gt;harish: hes a dj? haha so fat how to be dj?&lt;br /&gt;avinash: yea harish, you cant be a dj coz your bones willjust break after working the turntables(:&lt;br /&gt;harish: F*CK you.&lt;br /&gt;ram: wth u said the four letter bad word!&lt;br /&gt;everyone just daos him.((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-8435764332520828606?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/8435764332520828606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=8435764332520828606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8435764332520828606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8435764332520828606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/blank-periods.html' title='blank periods'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-7498929747170955117</id><published>2007-04-16T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T21:30:39.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>plate,cup,spork</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i feel very longwinded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tday was a rather short day of school for me,saiful&amp;husaini. haha after recess i left to SUPPORT rugby CUP plate finals. so I TOLD KARTHIKEYAN TO TELL MR KWA TO TELL HIM THAT IM NOT ABLE TO TAKE MY TA TODAY AND TO TELL HIM TO TELL MR KWA TO LET ME TAKE TMR!. but he FORGOT! wthh. now im not gnna take the ta and its all your FAULT. haha and i heard geog was easy so im gonna mug AGAIN. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;moving on to the mrt. me, david, maskil, shannon and SAIFUL went on the mrt to CCK at like 12? saiful was supposed to take the bus but he wanted to take the mrt coz its FUN!(: so he dint tell mr.romi and went with us(: then we started debating on the problem on the (3 ppl gave$30 a $25 meal so given back $5 but waiter took $2 tips so where did the $1 go) qn. we were like debating on the mrt and people were like looking at us thinking wth are these ri boys debating abt.. quite funny actually. grr dnno how to describe teh atmospherre. then saiful started tearing pieces of paper to act out the scenario and we eventually solved it with, yes my, falsetheory of logic. anw once we reached cck mrt we went to lot 1 to hang at macs and wait for time to walk. then saiful and i were talking abt the weird sms i received.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;********: i got malay later!&lt;br /&gt;avinash: wth who are you&lt;br /&gt;********: ALIMI! you suck la. asshole betol&lt;br /&gt;avinash: WTH?!&lt;br /&gt;********: YOU say u wont circulate my number! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;avinash&amp;saiful: ?????!!!!wtfbbq. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;avinash to saiful: oh i think its k2's girlfriend. he smsed using my phone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saiful: oooh minah girlfriend fora manjan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saiful calls alimi and sorts out the nonsence. too private for your nose. haha the pau that saiful was throwing around in the mrt that was originally in maskils bag now landed in shannons shoe bag. then shannon found out and was like screw you lar. and eventually threw the squashed pau in the dustbin. then saiful was like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saiful: wth thats food you know! ppl dying in africa!. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;shan: -.-" standard manjan face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;then we finally found a taxi that allowed 5 people to sit inside. THANKS DAVID!(: you rock. haha the taxi driver was quite nice as he let 5 ppl which is kinda illegal right? haha then he told one of us to lay down and pretend that he was nonexistant. so saiful decided to lay down and started GROANING?! then thetaxi driver staring at us. shan &amp;amp; i decided to camm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiNzoXA8aSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b49A9gAQ_BU/s1600-h/DSC01286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054010344049764642" style="WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiNzoXA8aSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b49A9gAQ_BU/s320/DSC01286.JPG" width="353" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   two lesson ponners&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                             &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN0QnA8aUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9pmgB54AUyI/s1600-h/DSC01288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054011035539499330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN0QnA8aUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/9pmgB54AUyI/s320/DSC01288.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                  &amp; an irritating cast.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA BUS BUDDIES AND NOW TAXIBUDDIES! HI FIVE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we reachedthe HOME TEAM ACADEMY .its like in some ulu place. damn confusing. so we went in and the police scanned our stuff and w/e nots. blah blah we went around and around going to the cafe and then like bumming around. finally the team arrived and yay so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it started raining like hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN11XA8aVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aVGfSiD-4s4/s1600-h/DSC01291s.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054012766411319634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN11XA8aVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/aVGfSiD-4s4/s320/DSC01291s.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can see?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so saiful and i started fooling around. he found this really cool spider thingy and started playing with it and scaring shannon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN3PXA8aWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vnFLehO0-WU/s1600-h/DSC01298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054014312599546210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiN3PXA8aWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vnFLehO0-WU/s320/DSC01298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its damn tiny but damn funn to play with(:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm so the match started after the rain and lightning subsided and yay raffles won eventually score was 25-5 or 27-5.  cant really remember. haha alimi made a damn nice try, monfort = noobed. haha i saw the no.10 that mr.faizal told me "avinash u better go bite his ears off or else youre off the team!" haha those days.. OHOH he DOESNT HATE ME NO MORE. he like gave me this banana kueh thing so then came the acsi and saints match. ac won lar by 15-3 so congrats to them.. haha next was prize presentation. then i got a trophy!(: that means i dint get taken off coz of the injury. haha nice nice shiny shiny. haha its really cheapo meapoo coz u can like screw the trophy off the black stand thingum but still, its something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;DAMN MY LIFT PASS EXPIRES THIS FRIDAY AND IM NOT FULLY UTILIZING THE LIFT! haha better go study and refresh my mind on geog AND MATHS ALL THANKS TO SOMEBODY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what a way to start the week(: chem test on friday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-7498929747170955117?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/7498929747170955117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=7498929747170955117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/7498929747170955117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/7498929747170955117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/platecupspork.html' title='plate,cup,spork'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_z_xPzx6emUk/RiNzoXA8aSI/AAAAAAAAAAM/b49A9gAQ_BU/s72-c/DSC01286.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-8052918484470754478</id><published>2007-04-15T13:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T13:25:59.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh its true</title><content type='html'>i promised myself that i will try &amp; humour those that visit by posting ALMOST everyday if possible. xanga sucks coz it doesnt link OTHER PPL OTHER THAN XANGA itsself so vanga, toobad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geog mugging = complete! im so proud of myself. even though during the test i confirm screw up. haha but hopefully i can get excused from the cct to go support &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;THE RUGBY FINALS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/s&gt; (plate). all coz of the stupid wrist, go land yourself in the stupid ruck and the fcktard who sat on my wrist!!! **** youu. so like outt of the teammm suckks big time coz like you dont get to miss lessons such as the oh-so-impt KELLY's lessons which are so totally boring. &amp; to make it worse i wanna be a mugger infronta her so my permanant seating place is like NEXT TO HER TABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to note for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jananii hates ugly people and some malays but loves stalking&lt;br /&gt;alimi loves hinting&lt;br /&gt;jason loves sacarsm&lt;br /&gt;cs cares about me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-8052918484470754478?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/8052918484470754478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=8052918484470754478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8052918484470754478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8052918484470754478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-its-true.html' title='oh its true'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401058787604133154.post-8405178300756898419</id><published>2007-04-14T20:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-15T12:29:25.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first everr</title><content type='html'>well its &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; done. i actually decided on a url &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;AND&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; a skin that i felt that was quite okay with me. its kinda tiring and lame to spend one whole entire day trying to think of a url and finding a blogksin that actually suits you. well, i spent like 8 hours trying to find a stupid skin last time then i like gave up on this thing for damn long until today when i realised, GRR i needa blog to spill my crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i needa tell the whole world about my NEW BLOG THAT IM SO PROUD OF(:. haha i know the perfect persons to tell to spread it to the whole entire rg. and those are ,, jermaine lim&amp;jananii vanga! THE TWO FROM THE B-LIST. haha sooon there will be more people.. then more fame.. more fortune. and the whole world will be down saying &lt;s&gt;OMG AVINASH YOU ROCKMY SOCKS!&lt;/s&gt;. hmm randomness there and im sounding like some emo blogger:( and i shall end here with ruije asking me something,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rj says:&lt;br /&gt;have u ever blogged?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;me like a bullet type says:&lt;br /&gt;last time, why ask&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rj says:&lt;br /&gt;nah just askin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ruijie iknow your being sacarstic about my inferior blogging skills compared to yours lor, so yea, i admit inferiority! yay to you! oh and i shall do all the linkage another day, im just like Stired (S=super) after all the geog mugging for the test which i hopefully wont take. &amp;amp; at least i know whats coming out for the functions TA so hopefully if i get full marks, it will raise my 46% to an astonishing 52.5%.. UNLESS MR K.B.H DOESNT LET ME TAKE THE TEST.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401058787604133154-8405178300756898419?l=sweetinjustice.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/feeds/8405178300756898419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401058787604133154&amp;postID=8405178300756898419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8405178300756898419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401058787604133154/posts/default/8405178300756898419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetinjustice.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-everr.html' title='first everr'/><author><name>avinash(:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18075208764573430530</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
