<?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-2553265012144418351</id><updated>2011-09-21T22:16:00.493+08:00</updated><category term='DAY TWO'/><category term='heart.shattered.'/><category term='HEARTBREAKER.'/><category term='FUCK'/><category term='resolutions'/><category term='trust'/><category term='PS.'/><category term='tell me a secret'/><category term='ineedyounow'/><category term='criminals'/><category term='sheesha for life'/><category term='salmon'/><category term='bleah'/><category term='Holgaholgaholga'/><category term='day 1'/><category term='FB groups'/><category term='URGGH'/><category term='for my SPECIAL friend'/><category term='orientation'/><category term='popeyethesailorman'/><category term='blame it'/><category term='whoa'/><category term='montfortiangiant'/><category term='iwdfy'/><category term='King Of Pop till the end of time'/><category term='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><category term='in the blue'/><category term='zzz'/><category term='of laughter and smiles'/><category term='DAY ONE'/><category term='the battle continues'/><category term='happy birthday to me...'/><category term='reunion'/><category term='edmeline LOL'/><category term='chemistry'/><category term='Agnostic'/><category term='we&apos;ve only got 86400 seconds in a day'/><category term='DAY TWO PT. 2'/><category term='END OF ORIENTATION'/><category term='I love you'/><category term='cancersticks'/><category term='coffeeandcigarettes'/><category term='pain'/><category term='supershag/irritated/disappointed/down'/><category term='HAHA'/><category term='GG-fied'/><category term='curse you Draco 8'/><category term='ineedablueskyholiday'/><category term='AUSTRALIA'/><category term='DAY THREE'/><category term='everything ends'/><category term='fat'/><category term='.'/><category term='plato'/><category term='sick no more'/><category term='end of hols'/><title type='text'>Soaring through the night.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-242842293394316189</id><published>2011-03-13T18:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T18:36:57.418+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edmeline LOL'/><title type='text'>friendship</title><content type='html'>I know I know, blogging after super long. Well, I went out with QB yesterday till late, to go for the NTU Openhouse plus sorta celebrate her bday. Had an awesome time, and when I reached home, at about 3am, QB sent me &lt;b&gt;this message:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay serious. You know fatty, anyone and everyone who sent me birthday wishes got themselves a long reply from me by SMS. Yup, all except you. It's like no matter how hard I try drafting, the sms will never be adequate or perfect in expressing how much I appreciate you as a friend. So thank you, thanks for being there when I'm in need, being there even when I'm bored or even when I just need company. You are an awesome awesome person and &lt;b&gt;I'm sure someday, she will see thru all those fats, the heart thats beating with kindness and love.&lt;/b&gt; Honestly, I had so much fun today. So much fun that I'll prolly smile whenever I think of today in future! Goodnight fatty! You're the best! (: "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I received the message, I honestly felt a bit..weird? Not in a bad way though. And I kept thinking why it felt so weird. And then it hit me: in the 20 years I've lived, I've had my highs and lows, made my fair share of friends and enemies, given my all for my friends and been overlooked, neglected and stepped over by the same friends countless times, but this is the first time EVER that I've really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt; felt appreciated and loved. And btw, see the bold part of the msg? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;I sure as hell hope she's right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-242842293394316189?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/242842293394316189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=242842293394316189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/242842293394316189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/242842293394316189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2011/03/friendship_13.html' title='friendship'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-8221372353400617173</id><published>2011-02-06T11:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T11:25:52.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of laughter and smiles'/><title type='text'>of laughter and smiles</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;How many times do you find yourself faking a smile just so that everyone around you thinks you’re okay,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; when the truth is, you’re dying inside?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And do you realise that the people that smile and laugh the most are the ones who are suffering the most. Because laughter isn’t only the best medicine,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; it’s also the best disguise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;I should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lukeiamyourfather.tumblr.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;Taken from my tumblr post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-8221372353400617173?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/8221372353400617173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=8221372353400617173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8221372353400617173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8221372353400617173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2011/02/of-laughter-and-smiles_06.html' title='of laughter and smiles'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-4090317139097592857</id><published>2011-01-29T09:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:53:10.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heart.shattered.'/><title type='text'>heart.shattered.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; You know what's more painful than seeing the love of your life love someone else? It's seeing the love of your life break her heart because of that someone else.&lt;br /&gt;And you know what's the only thing more painful than that? It's when you give her all your attention and try so hard to get her to move on by giving her all you've got, and build up hope in the process, and just when you think that maybe,&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt; just maybe,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you've become that someone significant in her life, what you've been waiting so long to be, &lt;/span&gt; she makes up with that someone and totally shatters your hope, dream, &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;and heart.&lt;/span&gt; This was a mistake. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And I hate that I can't hate you. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-4090317139097592857?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/4090317139097592857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=4090317139097592857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4090317139097592857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4090317139097592857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2011/01/heartshattered.html' title='heart.shattered.'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6957180360374449498</id><published>2010-12-25T02:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T02:56:28.420+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ineedyounow'/><title type='text'>isly</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;You know what? I thought it was long over, but even after all this time, it's not. I still think about you all the time. I still crave for your attention. I still try so damn hard to make you notice me. I still stare at my phone anxiously all the time, waiting for you to reply. And I still smile at every single reply you text me. Heck, I smile at the mere mention of your name. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'd still do anything just to make you smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yet I know the fact is that while, to me, you're everything, to you, I'm just a somebody. I hate the very knowledge of this. I yearn for your presence, and I only wish that you'd think of me even 5% as much as I think of you. And after all this while (sorry Michelle, I know you're gonna scream at me), you know what?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I'm &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; in love with you. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6957180360374449498?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6957180360374449498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6957180360374449498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6957180360374449498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6957180360374449498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/12/isly.html' title='isly'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3626791707186544449</id><published>2010-12-05T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T17:34:12.871+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reunion'/><title type='text'>i heart my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm blogging again after almost a year? &lt;/span&gt;LOL. Anyway, here's just a quick flashback of stuff that's happened:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A levels&lt;/span&gt; - I got B, C, D. Rejected by all 3 local unis. Trying again next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Life &lt;/span&gt;- I'm in army. In 1SIR. AKA: HELL. This is my 10th month. 14 more months to freedom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Brunei  &lt;/span&gt;- I'm going there in January, for Exercise - Lancer. Outfield in Brunei  for 3 weeks, with 4 days of Navex with a 20kg load, climbing Mount  Biang on another day, and outfield platoon training for the rest of the  days. It's gonna be 3 weeks of hell. Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends  &lt;/span&gt;- I've made lots of them in army. Awesome friends who've went through  hell together. Outside of army, I'm glad to say that I'm still close to  all my other friends; be it from JC or sec sch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ties  &lt;/span&gt;- I've started talking to Eunice again. I know, it's a freaking HUGE  move. But some things are just so valuable and important to me that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;it's  best to keep them alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Addiction  &lt;/span&gt;- Ever since I've enlisted, I've tried quitting smoking several times,  and, well, I haven't been successful yet. Everyone keeps telling me to  quit, and I wanna quit, but people don't recognise the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;difference  between HABIT and ADDICTION.&lt;/span&gt; This is an addiction, and breaking it isn't  as easy as people think it is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Ohh btw, my parents caught me smoking,  so yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K I can't really remember other significant updates right now. And well,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt; I'm booking in at 2130 later zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BUT  the real reason I'm blogging is to talk about last night.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Last night, I  went to Timbre@ Old School with the usual bunch. Fatty, HL, Zu, Nic,  Rid, Eter. &lt;/span&gt;I thought I was organising the gathering, cos I sent out the  messages and asked everyone to gather and stuff. But then I realised it  was actually a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;secret belated birthday plot planned by Fatty LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways,  we met up, had a few drinks (no wait, a LOT of drinks HAHA), and just  caught up with stuff.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; Ohh, and Fatty went up on stage to sing!&lt;/span&gt; Hahahaha.  And then when they played the song "Forget You" by Cee Lo Green,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; our  whole table sang the REAL version. &lt;/span&gt;You know, F*** You. HAHAHA they were  like staring at us!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Halfway  through all this, the waitress suddenly brought a birthday cake. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;At  first, I thought they sent it to the wrong table or something. But then I  saw "Happy Birthday Rohith" on it, and I was stunned.&lt;/span&gt; The first thing  that came to my mind was 'Hey, it's not my birthday..?!?!' LOL. But then  I found out that it was like a belated celebration thingy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;We all camwhored like free after that,  and I wish I can say more about what happened next, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;but..I CAN'T  REMEMBER A THING! &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;I was like freaking high.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Judging by the  photos on facebook, I'm guessing I became retarded haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After everything, when going home, I  dropped my phone in the cab LOL. Luckily I realised it like after a  while, and called Fatty. She found it and kept it for me, saving me from  imminent death LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, last night was awesomely fun, and I really wanna do this more often! Super fun night man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, today, when I messaged &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Fatty &lt;/span&gt;to  thank her for last night and apologised for the amount they had to spend  (because of the present plus cake plus dinner. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;And OMG I opened a  bottle of Glenlivet 15 Years French Oak Reserve whisky, 200 BUCKS.&lt;/span&gt; If I  knew that they were paying, I'd never have opened bottle), and this is  what she replied:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Hey  fatty. Dont worry about the money. I guess the money didn't matter  cause we've never gave you a proper celebration. I'm so glad you had fun  and that is what matters most. Just so you know, the people there last  night, they'll all be there if you need them to. I have not said this  but my only birthday wish to you is that you'll quit smoking. Do it  slowly, start by taking less puffs in a day. The Rohith I know is  capable of anything when he really wants to put effort into it. Once  again, happy belated birthday. Love you too! (:  "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm seriously glad to have been blessed  with awesome friends like her and the guys. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;To Fatty, Zu, HL, Nic, Rid  and Eter, thank you all for being the best friends I could ever ask for.&lt;/span&gt;  My life would be totally empty without you all. I love you all loads,  and I pray this friendship lasts for life  &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Note: All the photos are on facebook, including the present. Go view them to see how awesome the night was LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3626791707186544449?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3626791707186544449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3626791707186544449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3626791707186544449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3626791707186544449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-heart-my-friends.html' title='i heart my friends'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-102671423781570735</id><published>2010-01-28T00:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T01:44:35.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;I'm super freaking happy today. You know why? Cause I bought my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Givenchy Play Intense&lt;/span&gt;! WOOOO! &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Sexy cover artist, sexy box, sexy smell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt; what more could I ask for? My parents weren't as happy though - they were $150 poorer. LOL. Anyways, here are some pics of the &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;awesomely sexy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;Play Intense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtGbVTTlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ODpUKByrGdE/s400/SNC00067.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461107792563794" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;The top of the box&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtGxdnsvI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Z2vHz6Jq1No/s400/SNC00068.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461113733034738" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;One side of the box cover. Yup, you saw right. IT'S JT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtHvB9w0I/AAAAAAAAAEw/u6KotIIUDNo/s400/SNC00077.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461130260038466" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Other side of the box cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtIT_4wII/AAAAAAAAAE4/c7o3P0-wobI/s400/SNC00078.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461140183433346" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuEhkSMbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wVTbNWoPpPA/s1600-h/SNC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;The box itself, after removing the cover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtI_J3xwI/AAAAAAAAAFA/Lx76yv01w6A/s400/SNC00080.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431461151768037122" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Unboxing the bottle to reveal....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;* drumroll *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuEhkSMbI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/wVTbNWoPpPA/s1600-h/SNC00090.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuDzBCbjI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Nh2N2S_BP54/s1600-h/SNC00085.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuDzBCbjI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Nh2N2S_BP54/s400/SNC00085.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431462162122042930" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;The bottle! how effing sexy is it?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuDzBCbjI/AAAAAAAAAFI/Nh2N2S_BP54/s1600-h/SNC00085.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BuFFG95LI/AAAAAAAAAFY/mxi63p8kLkE/s400/SNC00091.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431462184158618802" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;And look at the cap! Freaking cool!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#3333FF;"&gt;I'm a happy &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-102671423781570735?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/102671423781570735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=102671423781570735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/102671423781570735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/102671423781570735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-super-freaking-happy-today.html' title=''/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S2BtGbVTTlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/ODpUKByrGdE/s72-c/SNC00067.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5300062316954563002</id><published>2010-01-17T16:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:34:07.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holgaholgaholga'/><title type='text'>Holga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S1LPAxEfhOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LBfTm3lu5BM/s1600-h/SNC00055.jpg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S1LPAxEfhOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LBfTm3lu5BM/s400/SNC00055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427628113013998818" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;You know what this is?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S1LWSv6quWI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/mEc0rCWiHB0/s400/SNC00056.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427636118523394402" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Yeah, you saw right. HOLGA! WOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S1LZAaLzuYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/m6qqZQzgyQU/s400/SNC00060.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427639101986945410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;135BC. Sexayyy right? HAHA! I'll upload pics once I develop them  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5300062316954563002?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5300062316954563002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5300062316954563002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5300062316954563002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5300062316954563002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/holga.html' title='Holga'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/S1LPAxEfhOI/AAAAAAAAAEI/LBfTm3lu5BM/s72-c/SNC00055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7114982374759959955</id><published>2010-01-15T23:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T23:57:08.914+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pain'/><title type='text'>pain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;I have food poisoning. Damn. For those of you who think food poisoning is just an ATAS way to say stomachache, trust me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;you're totally wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; It's like a million times worse, plus you don't have much energy left, plus you'll feel like crap for God knows how many days, plus you won't be able to think properly and thus can't really focus much (trust me, i'm struggling to write this), and worst of all, you'll be covered in rashes. Sucks to be me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Anyways, the point of this post isn't to complain about how sucky my life is and expect a huge influx of pity. Trust me, i'm not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;THAT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;pathetic. Rather, it's to discuss PAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We all hate pain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;, there's no denying that. Be it pain from a fall, pain from a cut, pain from illness or a disease, pain from screwed up results or even pain from a broken heart, it's an accepted fact: we all hate pain. And one thing we all have in common when we experience this array of pain is that we will always wish we couldn't feel pain. So, yea. Everyone hates pain, and we all wish pain didn't exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;That being said, we need to realise the importance of pain. Do you realise that the very second that the pain stops and we become normal again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;we feel awefully relieved and just so damn happy JUST TO BE NORMAL AGAIN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; And do you realise that on days where we don't feel pain, we take this normalcy for granted and totally do not appreciate the fact that we're normal? That's just the thing;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; we NEED pain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt; We need it so we appreciate the fact that we're normal and healthy, that we're able to do whatever we please totally freely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Pain is the very foundation of gratitude. After all, pain is what makes us human; what glorifies life. So, yea. We may hate pain to the core, but at the end of the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; we need it more than anything in life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7114982374759959955?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7114982374759959955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7114982374759959955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7114982374759959955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7114982374759959955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/pain.html' title='pain'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2620645668853085152</id><published>2010-01-08T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T20:28:01.274+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FB groups'/><title type='text'>FB groups</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;Has anyone noticed that Facebook now has like, millions of useless groups? Like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;'I check for L and R before plugging in my headphones!' , 'The first thing I do when I wake up is check my phone!' , 'I hate when the conversation dies', 'I hate exams!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;and all the other STUPID AND REDUNDANT GROUPS. Newsflash to people who join these groups:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; NO ONE FUCKING CARES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt; STOP HOGGING UP MY UPDATES PAGE WITH YOUR BO LIAO-NESS PLEASE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I mean, if you join a DECENT group like a remembrance group or something, like RIP Michael Jackson, that's fine ah. But why join some stupid, redundant group?! The fact is,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; ALMOST EVERYONE DOES STUFF LIKE THAT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;It isn't unique or something to be proud of, it's simply AVERAGENESS. IT'S WHAT EVERYONE DOES. So PLEEASSEEEE, do all of us a favour and stop spamming our updates page with your joining of a redundant group. It doesn't look cool, it just tells me and the rest of the world that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;YOUR LIFE IS SO SUCKY AND BORING THAT JOINING A LAME GROUP IS SOMETHING TO BOAST ABOUT FOR YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt; Grow up, kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2620645668853085152?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2620645668853085152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2620645668853085152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2620645668853085152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2620645668853085152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/fb-groups.html' title='FB groups'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2414503935670642741</id><published>2010-01-06T19:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:44:41.551+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I love you'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PS.'/><title type='text'>PS i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;I watched PS. I love you today. And I cried. Not because the story is touching or whatever, but rather because it's damn unfair. It's so freaking unfair that a person who loves someone so bloody much can just die, leaving that someone behind completely devastated and ruined, so much so that that someone can never really ever pick up the pieces and move on in life. Every step along the way, you'd just wish that person was back with you, and hopelessly wonder why that person died. And you start to curse and swear and ask why you couldn't just die too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2414503935670642741?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2414503935670642741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2414503935670642741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2414503935670642741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2414503935670642741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/ps-i-love-you.html' title='PS i love you'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-902319362574261082</id><published>2010-01-04T22:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T23:15:51.613+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='day 1'/><title type='text'>first day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today is Monday, the 4th of January 2010. Which makes this my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;first post of 2010. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Today is also the first day of school for everyone, from primary school to poly, except JC kids. People who have graduated (AKA us), do you remember when we used to have school, and during the last few days of the December holidays we used to dread the first day of school?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated having to break our routine of sleeping super late and waking up even later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated not being able to sleep 11 hours a night anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated giving up the luxury to spend literally the whole day on the computer, from 11am to 4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated not being able to go our with our friends anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated not being able to head to the cinemas every few days to catch the newest movies anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated not being able to simply chill out at some cafe for hours and hours anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated the fact that there would be no more class outings where the whole class would finally have fun that we never had in school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated the fact that we had to start doing homework again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated the fact that we once again have to study for tests and whatnot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated the fact that stressful school life would resume once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We hated the fact that we had to 'clean' ourselves up once again, for school grooming checks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;You know what? This list has no end. It's infinite. Putting it simply, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;we just hated school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;And remember how we used to think how awesome it would be to graduate and NOT have to worry about school ever again, that we would be care-free, have infinite freedom, and basically have the best time of our lives?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now that we finally HAVE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;graduated, the truth is.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;We were SO RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;PS: MICHELLE, SEE! I UPDATED ALREADY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-902319362574261082?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/902319362574261082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=902319362574261082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/902319362574261082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/902319362574261082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2010/01/first-day.html' title='first day'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-4823170916014179510</id><published>2009-12-22T10:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T00:14:18.707+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='everything ends'/><title type='text'>screw you all</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;You know, one thing I've recently noticed a lot of people posting in blogs and all are pictures of cigarettes arranged in some artistic manner, and most of the time, people who post shit like these aren't even smokers. You know what? Screw you all. You think you're damn fking cool, posting pics of instristically-arranged cigarettes, with some artsy quote beneath the pic to make you look cool and sophisticated? &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;WAKE UP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;You're all effing posers. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Smoking is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; NOT cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Cigarettes are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;NOT cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;You'll realise that when you reach a stage like mine, when I have to effing puff not to feel high or whatnot, but I have to puff &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;JUST TO BLOODY FEEL NORMAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; When you reach my stage, when you're totally controlled by your pack and you feel fking uneasy, incomplete and totally screwed without your sticks, then you'll learn.&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;You'll learn when you realise you're just paying for your own death. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fucking posers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Think it's so cool to post pics of cigarettes when you don't even smoke? Wait till you start smoking and realise you've lost control of your life to your pack, then see if you still got the balls to post pics of sticks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-4823170916014179510?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/4823170916014179510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=4823170916014179510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4823170916014179510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4823170916014179510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/12/screw-you-all.html' title='screw you all'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3450736920868811644</id><published>2009-12-05T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:08:43.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='salmon'/><title type='text'>salmon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;It's the hols and although the freedom's ohsosweet, I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO!! ARGHH. Anyways, I'm going to Bali tmr! WOOO. Gonna shop till I drop (hopefully?).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;And...I'm gonna pan-fry some salmon soon! WOO! I'll post pics when it's done (only if it's good..?). BYEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3450736920868811644?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3450736920868811644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3450736920868811644' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3450736920868811644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3450736920868811644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/12/salmon.html' title='salmon'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1270314751911203042</id><published>2009-12-02T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T21:45:39.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we&apos;ve only got 86400 seconds in a day'/><title type='text'>live like we're dying</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;The blog's officially open! &lt;/span&gt;Sorry invited readers, you guys aren't special anymore. HAHA! Kidding. I still love you guys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ohh and I started on Tumblr. Check me out @ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;lukeiamyourfather.tumblr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;A LEVELS ARE OVER! WOO! FREEDOM. FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Anyways, I wanna share a song with you all. Listen to this, and read the lyrics. You'll realise that the song summarises everything in life in 3 minutes. Worth your time, 100% guaranteed. And remember:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;We've only got 86400 seconds in a day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;to turn it all around or throw it all away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:-webkit-xxx-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: normal;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBioWOEnmYc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TBioWOEnmYc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;Sometime we fall down and can’t get back up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;We’re hiding behind skin that’s too tough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" white-space: pre;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;How come we don’t say I love you enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: normal; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, 'Trebuchet MS', Tahoma, Verdana;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Till it’s too late, it’s not too late &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Our hearts are hungry for a food that won’t come &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We could make a feast from these crumbs &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And we’re all staring down the barrel of a gun &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you would’ve done &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah… gotta start &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin’ it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got 86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Continued after the jump) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well if you plane fell out of the skies &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Who would you call with your last goodbyes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Should be so careful who we live out of our lives &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So when we long for absolution, there’ll be no one on the line &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah… we gotta start lookin’ at the hand of the time we’ve been given here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This all we got and we gotta start thinkin it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every second count on a clock that’s tickin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got 86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying oh… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying oh… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got 86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You never know a good thing until it’s gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;you never see a crash until its head on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;All these people right when we’re dead wrong, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;You never know a good thing till it’s gone &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yeah… we gotta start lookin’ at the hand of the time we’ve been given here &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this all we got and we gotta start thinkin it &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every second count on a clock that’s tickin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got 86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying oh… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying oh… &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Like we’re dying &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We only got 86 400 seconds in a day &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to turn it all around or throw it all away &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We gotta tell ‘em that we love ‘em while we got the chance to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gotta live like we’re dying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1270314751911203042?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1270314751911203042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1270314751911203042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1270314751911203042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1270314751911203042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/12/blogs-officially-open-sorry-invited.html' title='live like we&apos;re dying'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-454394840134471052</id><published>2009-11-24T11:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T13:35:54.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coffeeandcigarettes'/><title type='text'>coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SwtwsiouVdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IFgCQALmqVM/s1600/143514040_d7047d7745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SwtwsiouVdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IFgCQALmqVM/s400/143514040_d7047d7745.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407539688102581714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SwtXYp-QXeI/AAAAAAAAAD4/uJ99KIsBndY/s1600/143514040_d7047d7745.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-style: italic; font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;(photo courtesy of Flickr)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-family:'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(119, 119, 119); font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Coffee and cigarettes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;One of the best old-school themed films around. You HAVE to watch it at least once in life. It's also what kept me going for my A's. One paper left, 6 days to study for it. Not intending to study, though. MCQ.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: bold; font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Ohh, and I may be moving to tumblr, courtesy of Edmund. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#330033;"&gt;Till another day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-454394840134471052?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/454394840134471052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=454394840134471052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/454394840134471052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/454394840134471052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/11/coffee_24.html' title='coffee'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SwtwsiouVdI/AAAAAAAAAEA/IFgCQALmqVM/s72-c/143514040_d7047d7745.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6777703795413904061</id><published>2009-11-02T22:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:25:23.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>17 --&gt; 18</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm turning 18 in less than 2 hours. Normally, when you turn 18, it's a cause for celebration. Well, I think it sucks. LOL. So i'm gonna list out the reasons why turning 18 sucks:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. You will now be charged as an adult for anything you do. Bye-bye Boys' Town, hello Changi Prison. See you there, Edmund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. You lose so much cheap thrills. No more thrill of buying alcohol underage, buying cigs underage, being seen smoking/drinking, watching M18 movies, underage gambling, etc etc. NO MORE FUN! Crap man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Your are OFFICIALLY LIABLE to serve National Service. The army owns me now. GG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. MY BIRTHDAY = EXACTLY 1 WEEK FROM THE 1ST A LVL PAPER!! ARGHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yup. Turning 18 sucks. LOL. And seriously, what's the fun of drinking/smoking if you're LEGALLY ALLOWED to?!?! I think this serves as motivation for me to quit. Adulthood sucks. I WANNA BE A KID FOREVER!!! ARGHZXCXZXXZXCXZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;K so in my final act of being a kid, I wanna dedicate this song to everyone reading. I never really understood the meaning of this song, until I realised today that I REALLY &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Won't Be Seventeen Forever&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mvpUNffg_no&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mvpUNffg_no&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6777703795413904061?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6777703795413904061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6777703795413904061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6777703795413904061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6777703795413904061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/11/17-18.html' title='17 --&gt; 18'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5068183522025957595</id><published>2009-10-17T10:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T10:18:19.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Agnostic'/><title type='text'>Liberation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;As of the 16th of October 2009, I've officially rid myself of religion. Well, it was bound to happen. I've been questioning religion since like Sec 3? So, yea. But i'm not an Atheist in the sense that I'm not dismissing God. I'm Agnostic. Religious people think they know that a God exists. Atheists think they know that a God does not exist. I quote - "If you think of religion and Atheism as the north and south poles, Agnosticism is the equator." It neither refutes nor accepts the belief of a God. I mean, come on. I don't know and you don't either. So why bother? I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;liberated&lt;/span&gt;  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5068183522025957595?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5068183522025957595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5068183522025957595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5068183522025957595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5068183522025957595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/10/liberation.html' title='Liberation'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3181599906555356968</id><published>2009-10-06T13:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:01:59.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cancersticks'/><title type='text'>cig</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think i'm addicted. But why now? Why not 3 years ago? F lah. I need to kick the habit. NOW. 8 a day is NOT healthy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;HELP, SOMEONE&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3181599906555356968?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3181599906555356968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3181599906555356968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3181599906555356968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3181599906555356968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/10/cig.html' title='cig'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2380543358181132965</id><published>2009-09-15T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T18:01:34.305+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='montfortiangiant'/><title type='text'>saadiah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;2 Marlboro reds today, after not touching for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;18&lt;/span&gt; months. Never touched since I drifted from James Francis and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;All cos of what Saadiah said. "From the start of the year, I always believed you have the potential to get an A for Econs. You were always one of the brightest ones in your class. But your ego and complacency has killed you. And now, you have no time left,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; even if you want to improve.&lt;/span&gt; Now, I can tell you directly, you're not going to get your A. With any luck, you'll get straight C's. This goes for your other subjects as well. I can tell you right now that&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you're going to get 40 to 50 points, and end up in SIM.&lt;/span&gt; It's up to you to prove me wrong, although I don't think you can."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm gonna bloody prove her wrong. Gonna chiong like free till my A's, and hope for the best. Watch out World, Rohith has stood up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And bloody idiot Edmund, why didnt you ask for the 2 sticks from me ytd. You suck man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2380543358181132965?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2380543358181132965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2380543358181132965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2380543358181132965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2380543358181132965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/09/saadiah.html' title='saadiah'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-8584610836013781454</id><published>2009-09-05T23:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:30:45.058+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zzz'/><title type='text'>prelims</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Got back Math, Chem, Econs P2, Physics and GP Prelim results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Math: 45.5/100 [E]  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(U for Mid Yrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chem: 45/100 [E]  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(S for Mid Yrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Econs P2: U  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(U for Mid Yrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Physics: 43.5/100 [S]  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(U for Mid Yrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GP: 44.5/100 [S]  &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;(B for Mid Yrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As you can see, I've improved in my H2s in general, and deproved &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A LOT &lt;/span&gt;FOR GP. Let's go 1 by 1 eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Math. I put in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A SLIGHT BIT&lt;/span&gt; of effort for Math as compared to none at all for Mid Yrs, and it paid off. So this shows that I should put in even more effort. An E's gonna get me nowhere zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chem. WTF lah. I put in effort can. Mid yrs was damn hard, and I didnt study at all, and I totally expected a U, but somehow I got an S. Prelims, I studied SOME STUFF ah. And the paper was easier. And I totally expected at least a C. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I got a bloody E.&lt;/span&gt; K lah fine, I admit. I only studied organic chem ah, and that too, very briefly. But still, at least I studied A BIT right? And yet I improved by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;less than 5%.&lt;/span&gt; WTF? Why bother studying zzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Econs. 1st essay, 13/25. 2nd essay, 9/25. 3rd essay,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 2/25&lt;/span&gt;. Need I say more?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Physics. K lah I must admit. I didn't study at all, and should be grateful to get the S. But still, S isn't gonna get me anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;GP. Fuck lah. You know, I got a B for Mid yrs, and was 95.8 percentile? Meaning to say &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;95.8% of the entire college was below me for GP. &lt;/span&gt;GP has always been my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BEST&lt;/span&gt; subject. The subject I have always had the most confidence is. The subject that everyone envied me for. My favourite subject. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I got a fucking S.&lt;/span&gt; WTF lah. A drop from a B to a bloody S. I knew I was gonna screw up GP lah, cos I wrote out of point for my essay and didnt complete super a lot of qns for compre courtesy of RA's GENIUS STRATEGY, but I expected a low pass at the very worse lah. Like a D or sth. And yet I got an S. WTF lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The feeling for GP sucks the most, because GP WAS my pride and joy. It was my niche subject. My forte. And I fell, not just by a bit, but by A TREMENDOUS AMOUNT. From a B to an S. It feels just like a king losing his crown and turning into a pauper,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; all in a split second. &lt;/span&gt;Fuck lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In total, I got 25 points excluding PW and MT. Which means I wouldn't even promote, forget about going to uni. 8 weeks to A levels, and I'm totally not prepared. What are you tryna do, Rohith? Wake up, damnit. If not now, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHEN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Edit:&lt;/span&gt; I've removed a lot of links. And I've removed a lot of readers. So now, only 4 people can read my blog. So if you're one of the 4, congrats.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-8584610836013781454?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/8584610836013781454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=8584610836013781454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8584610836013781454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8584610836013781454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/09/prelims.html' title='prelims'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7054449403924759867</id><published>2009-07-12T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T23:41:09.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='criminals'/><title type='text'>daiso incident</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Life's been...wave-like? Highs and lows. Learning to make it just super high by ignoring the lows and FUCKED UP PEOPLE (HINT HINT) arnd. LOL. People who know me would know who I'm referring to. Sorry, but you're just a bitch. Hahahaha. I think i'm damn high.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K so anyways, just gonna blog about my convo with Ed about&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; SOMETHING I WON'T SAY HERE.&lt;/span&gt; Don't worry Ed, your secret's safe! LOL. Anw, here's how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rohith says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* BOY, 18, CAUGHT FOR STEALING LOW-PRICE ITEM IN THRIFT STORE, AND CONCEALING IT IN A BAG FROM AN EXPENSIVE SHOP. "Queue very long!" says thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;EDmund says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* "saved us 10mins you know!" said thief's friend, who is the owner of the Braun Buffel paper bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rohith says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* "i dunno this guy", says boy spotted with thief&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;EDmund says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* "But this guy can never afford that wallet. Therefore they must be partners!" exclaimed Plaza Singapura head security officer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rohith says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* then next page:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* "Bank ATM fraud exposed: how an 18 year old laundered money from a top Singapore bank"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;EDmund says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;* "I still thought there's around SGD$2000 in his account!" said boy's father disapointedly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HAHAHA. For those you don't know what we're talking about, I don't blame you. Inside joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7054449403924759867?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7054449403924759867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7054449403924759867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7054449403924759867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7054449403924759867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/07/daiso-incident.html' title='daiso incident'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-316385959315896582</id><published>2009-06-28T12:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:03:59.069+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='end of hols'/><title type='text'>school tmr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SCHOOL STARTS TMR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K, what did I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;INTEND&lt;/span&gt; to do during the hols?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Do all my hw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Run SUPER frequently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Revise ALL THE WAY. No breaks or what, just revise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And what did I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/span&gt; do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Run for 2 weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Not touch my homework ONE BIT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Slack all the way at home, playing SF with Edmund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. Not revise AT ALL. Never even take my lecture books out of my cupboard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So basically, I slacked my holidays away at home mainly. And I was like, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'WTH I JUST WASTED MY TIME!!'&lt;/span&gt;. Then I read this on Edmund's blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153); text-align: justify;" class="post-title entry-title"&gt; &lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="post-body entry-content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;" Time you enjoyed wasting, isn't actually wasted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Mugging hard for an exam and totally flunking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now THAT'S wasting time. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I didn't waste my time  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-316385959315896582?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/316385959315896582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=316385959315896582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/316385959315896582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/316385959315896582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/06/school-tmr.html' title='school tmr'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5759065165168745354</id><published>2009-06-26T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T00:16:09.439+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='King Of Pop till the end of time'/><title type='text'>RIP MJ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm posting today after super long, only for a single person:&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; JACKO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; were my childhood idol and inspiration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;possessed a voice that is UNMATCHED up till today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;started TREMENDOUS amounts of trends that are followed till today even.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; created a new style of dance altogether.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;totally changed the face of Pop music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;were the FIRST EVER African American to appear on MTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;released songs that stayed on in one's mind and heart for eternity, such as Billy Jean and Beat It.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; became the King Of Pop almost immediately upon debut, with Thriller still being the most successful album EVER released in the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; were the motivation for OHSOMANY aspiring artists, who went on to have succesful music careers, only because of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; inspired MILLIONS of individuals to pursue their dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; touched the lives of every single person in the WORLD (I dare to say this with confidence), just by your voice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; preached about World Peace and love for your fellow men through songs like Heal The World and Black Or White, while the rest of the world was singing about money, sex and violence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You &lt;/span&gt;held your ground when numerous filthy, ludicrous accusations were blatantly and falsely thrown at you and thousands criticising you, whilst being backed by the BILLIONS who absolutely trust you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; were the idol of MILLIONS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You still are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;R.I.P. Michael Joesph Jackson, August 29 1958 - June 25 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The King Of Pop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You Will Live On.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;If not for Yourself, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then for Us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTxcvwErRI/AAAAAAAAACw/SYy5C6DujPE/s1600-h/michael_jackson2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 248px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTxcvwErRI/AAAAAAAAACw/SYy5C6DujPE/s400/michael_jackson2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351667733379722514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTySL5HmLI/AAAAAAAAADA/PLVXzCNqXOg/s1600-h/moonwalkerCH50604_468x550.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTySVBk0KI/AAAAAAAAADI/lKRnDpHuAfE/s400/michael_jackson_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351668653918310562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTySZTqbTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rq841XZhmAE/s1600-h/MJ_Star.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTySZTqbTI/AAAAAAAAADQ/rq841XZhmAE/s400/MJ_Star.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351668655067917618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WJrtms8EoQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6WJrtms8EoQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5759065165168745354?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5759065165168745354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5759065165168745354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5759065165168745354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5759065165168745354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/06/rip-mj.html' title='RIP MJ'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SkTxcvwErRI/AAAAAAAAACw/SYy5C6DujPE/s72-c/michael_jackson2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5772636487367178625</id><published>2009-05-29T21:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:43:08.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blame it'/><title type='text'>newnewnew</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Posting after&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; 29 days.&lt;/span&gt; The blog's gonna close sooner or later. Lost the drive. K imma highlight just the key stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Screwed my mid yrs &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;REAL BAD&lt;/span&gt;. Expecting 20-30 points, including PW. Only myself to blame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Have this dream to spend my June hols studying to catch up. Sadly, I doubt it's gonna come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Went for my NS medical, got&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; PES BP.&lt;/span&gt; 17 weeks. Need to lose 16kg by December to get into PES B. AWWW C'MON MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. In lieu of what I said above (the 16kg thing), I've decided to start running again. Started yesterday and ran 6k with Ed. Today lazy, never run. Gonna run tomorrow again, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. As you would've probably realised by now, I've privatised the blog to keep out all the uninvited spectators, silent readers and bloody hypocrites who read your blog and use your content against you. And trust me, a lotta people do just that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;6. ONCE AGAIN, I've grown to hang out with new friends, for the billionth time since entering JC. This time, it isn't cause I wanted to meet new people, but rather cause the 1 person I thought was close to me found new people. So I found new people too.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; idontneedyoubye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;7. I have this feeling of emptiness inside me. Don't ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;8. YOU. Fuck off lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;9. Jodi Picoult is a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DAMN &lt;/span&gt;good author.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-family:georgia;" &gt;FIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5772636487367178625?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5772636487367178625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5772636487367178625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5772636487367178625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5772636487367178625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/05/newnewnew.html' title='newnewnew'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7830758292802248843</id><published>2009-05-01T20:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T20:35:29.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chemistry'/><title type='text'>chem test</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SfroMzfqg8I/AAAAAAAAACo/uqE0uNeS39s/s1600-h/chem+lecture+test"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SfroMzfqg8I/AAAAAAAAACo/uqE0uNeS39s/s400/chem+lecture+test" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330828415625495490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;LOOK AT THE PICTURE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;STARE AT IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;STARE RIGHT INTO IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DO NOT BLINK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;LOOK AT IT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;KEEP LOOKING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SCRUTINISE EVERY SINGLE BIT OF IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ABSORB IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TAKE IT ALL IN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ALL AT ONCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;LOOK AT IT AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;No, you're not dreaming. On the 22nd of April 2009, in Serangoon Junior College, Hougang Ave. 2, in the north region of a tiny island city named Singapore located in South-East Asia, Rohith Misir of class 2S16 passed his first Chem test. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EVER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7830758292802248843?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7830758292802248843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7830758292802248843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7830758292802248843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7830758292802248843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/05/chem-test.html' title='chem test'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SfroMzfqg8I/AAAAAAAAACo/uqE0uNeS39s/s72-c/chem+lecture+test' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-643865087539106711</id><published>2009-04-20T20:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:10:43.530+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='.'/><title type='text'>damn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;WANTED: A friend. Urgently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-643865087539106711?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/643865087539106711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=643865087539106711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/643865087539106711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/643865087539106711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn.html' title='damn'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5846768420080989428</id><published>2009-03-20T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T22:57:48.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cri du cœur</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Blogging after 20 days. Why am I not surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for dinner with Dan and Edmund last night after shopping with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHOPPING: We went loads of places. In the end, I bought a few shirts and new jeans from Levi's and new flip flops to replace my screwed up Birkenstocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DINNER: Met Dan at Kovan. We walked from Kovan all the way to Serangoon Gardens for dinner at ChompChomp. 45-minute walk. After dinner, we walked around Gardens. Popped into Cold Storage Specialty and looked through the isles for almost an hour. We kept saying how the stuff there can't be found in our normal Heartland supermarkets and it's only meant for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"rich Gardens people and not poor people like us"&lt;/span&gt;. We said this over and over again loudly in the store in front of so many people (it was supposed to be a joke). Was great finally going out with them. Edmund is just plain retarded, so yea. Dan is Dan. You know, the kind you can just pour everything out to. The kinda guy you can talk hours and hours with and still wanna talk more.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Seriously miss hanging out with them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my way home, I realised how true it really was, that although people like us are considered "middle-class" to many, the truth is that we're actually poor beside the people living in Gardens. It was like Gardens was a totally different world, and we're inferior and unworthy of being in Gardens. And that's just sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, these few days have made me realise lots of things that I never realised before, some of which include:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There is a huge income gap that exists in Singapore. And, wow. I once thought I was pretty alright, middle-class and all. Now I realise I'm a nobody, living in a rich man's world. Joie de vivre? You wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm gonna screw up my A levels. Whilst the rest of the world is studying like crazy for their A's, I'm just wasting my life away, sitting around doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I'm a sloth. I sit around doing nothing at all for large periods of time, while the rest of the world is making better use of their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I finally have a dream in life: NUS BBA. And yet I'm doing nothing to work towards this dream, and I'm watching this dream slowly fade away before my very own eyes. And I'm still doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's basically it. Ohh, and I've decided that I'm not gonna down-PES, and instead go all-out for NS. Am I gonna regret it? Let's just wait and see. Ohh, and I'm gonna make it big in life, so I can see my kids grow up in Gardens and not WATCH PEOPLE grow up in Gardens. Bye now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Life's just screwed. So much stuff's happening, all at the same time, and I just can't react. I'm watching myself fall time and time again, and yet I just can't do anything to help myself. But then again, sometimes, you just need a friend to listen to you rant, and all your problems will just pour away. The problem is, I have no one to rant out to. It's either I don't trust the people I wanna rant out to, or the people I can trust are all busy, so I can't rant it out. And when they're free, I still don't rant out to them simply because I'm guessing they don't give a damn, which is true to a large extent. After all, who wants to just sit down and listen to someone's problems? So what do I do? Simple. Put up a facade and act as though everything's alright. Damnit. And yet I find myself crying myself to sleep every night. Cri du cœur.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;Life is bloody dumb sometimes. C'est la vie. Oh, and I'm over you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5846768420080989428?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5846768420080989428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5846768420080989428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5846768420080989428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5846768420080989428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/03/cri-du-cur.html' title='cri du cœur'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3665928835827788596</id><published>2009-03-01T00:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T01:12:03.926+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='popeyethesailorman'/><title type='text'>popeye's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went back to sch today for physics. It was..boring? Haha. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SORRY EUNICE, QIANBI AND HUILING FOR PS-ING YOU GUYS FOR BREAKFAST! &lt;/span&gt;Haha. Had to do work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, stayed back with Qianbi and Huiling to 'study'. Ended up going online instead. After like 1 hr of stoning, started doing my work. Chem assignment. Only managed to do 1 qn, though. Oh well,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; better than nothing eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SR lost AJC 2-1&lt;/span&gt;, despite the fact that they owned the bloody match all the way. AJC was bloody lucky, according to Bala. For some reason, SR always has this same problem. They own the whole match, but lose. Same thing happened last time against SA. Dunno why. Anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;congrats Bala, for scoring SR's only goal!&lt;/span&gt; LOL. He seemed super happy today cos of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, went to the airport just now to send off my uncle who flew in just for my cousin's wedding. Ate at Popeye's after that. Bought Freddo to stock up in my locker. That makes the contents of my locker as follows:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Kitkat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Milo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Freddo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Yup that's the only stuff in my locker. Everyday, it seems it's turning into something more like a fridge rather than a locker. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh yea. I've been screwing my own mind by thinking about NS for the past few days. Cos my medical is in May, like 2 months away? Damnit. And I'm in a dilemma now. Do I go into NS giving it my all, and serve 17 weeks of torturous BMT in the process (going in like, 4 days after my A lvls), or do I Down-PES to PES C and just go for like, 7 weeks of slacking? Cos the thing is, why should I go all out for something I consider a waste of time, and protect a country that I feel nothing for? Why should I care for a country that doesn't care for me? I'm a hopeful future Aussie, anw, so I shouldn't really care. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;crew NS.&lt;/span&gt; Being a guy in Singapore sucks man. You waste 2-3 yrs of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've been super high these past few days, which basically amounts to me annoying everyone I see and being super random, like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ॐ rohith         is sick, for the third time this yr..grr says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;can you do me a favour?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ibrahim =) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;er&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ibrahim =) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;wat ting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ॐ rohith         is sick, for the third time this yr..grr says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;go for plastic surgery..you're hurting my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ibrahim =) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me being in such a state is a good thing, btw. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Carling Cup final tmr! Can't wait man. 1 step closer to the treble. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gonna sleep now. BYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; I wonder if she knows she's all I think about at night&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3665928835827788596?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3665928835827788596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3665928835827788596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3665928835827788596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3665928835827788596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/03/popeyes.html' title='popeye&apos;s'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1577485980636535747</id><published>2009-02-27T23:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T00:18:40.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GG-fied'/><title type='text'>chem lect. test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've been staying in school till 9pm for the whole of this week (till 10pm today) to 'STUDY', so I've been offline all the way Since Sunday. Yup. Gonna talk about life. As usual. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Life is...good? I guess. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hectic and super stressful, but good. &lt;/span&gt;Well, I still don't understand a single thing about organic chem and am dying in math, but I finally started to bother paying at least A BIT of attention in class this week. And I guess it's helping a little? I understand at least a little stuff now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GP is officially my favourite subject from now onwards&lt;/span&gt;, for the following reasons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Mr Raymond Andrew OWNS!! He's the coolest teacher I've ever seen lah, although he constantly threatens to throw me outta the window cos of various reasons. LOL. I'm actually considering doing sth in the School of Arts &amp;amp; Social Science  (Shut up, Eunice. LOL) to be a GP tutor in the future&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. GP is super interesting. It's the only time ever that you get to have intellectual discussions with your classmates and tutor about important stuff that's going on in the world, and it makes me FEEL smart, cos of the fact that I actually know what's going on in the world, and my linguistic capability and ability to argue is better than most others around me (NOT trying to be BHB here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. 29/50 for my essay test!! WOO THAT'S RIGHT, 29!! And I'm top in class! WOO! And Mr Andrew calls me his "top student", which makes me feel damnnn good, even though it's quite childish. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I found out lots of stuff this week.&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I'm top in class for GP! K I know this is getting irritating, so I'm not gonna say it anymore. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I found out from the Principal's Dialogue that I'm top in my class based on promos. Which FINALLY made me realise why all my teachers have overly high expectations from me as compared to my other classmates. Dunno if this is good or bad, haven't decided yet.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, my chem tutors, both Ms Khiew and Ms Cheng, seriously care for us, to the extent that Ms Khiew actually sat down and talked to me and Qian Bi for like 1 hr plus on Thursday night, revising with us various concepts even though she doesn't teach J2, giving us tips on how to pass the test and also advice on JC life and how I need to wake up now, or risk spending the rest of my life looking back and regret everything I didn't do. And I think it actually got to me.&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly,... i'll talk about this later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the record, I screwed up my lecture test.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh, and staying till late has been like, a waste of time? I've been slacking my time away. Hey, maybe I'll eventually start studying? Dunno. I'll try putting in more effort on Monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I have physics tmr at 10 with Mr Nordin. Going for breakfast with 1S23 ppl before that. I guess I'd better sleep, then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ohh yea, the fourth thing. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eunice knows.&lt;/span&gt; Well, I've kept on denying it, but she knows. And I have no idea how. Anyway, I'm gonna tell her the complete story (from WAAAAYYY BACK), cos I guess she's gotta know one of these days anyways. Already told her like, half of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I don't know what's going on. No matter how much I try getting close, you just move further away. And when I saw you today, my mood fell all the way from high to empty instantly. Even after knowing about HIM for so long, I still can't let this feeling go, and I don't know why. What was I thinking, dreaming of something that would never happen cos of HIM. Sweet dreams. Sweet dreams that won't come true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1577485980636535747?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1577485980636535747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1577485980636535747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1577485980636535747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1577485980636535747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/chem-lect-test.html' title='chem lect. test'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-4396948679836355624</id><published>2009-02-22T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-22T01:19:25.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whoa'/><title type='text'>wedding &amp; reception</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just got back from my cousin's wedding reception. And my reaction is still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHOA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;K i'm gonna talk about the actual wedding first. It was on tuesday. It was kinda cool ah. We (the guy's side) gathered somewhere near the wedding hall and came in in typical BHANGRA style! Woo super cool man! I always love Desi weddings. It's when you have the most fun in your life. Anyway, we came in Bhangra style, leading our cousin into the hall. And you know what? He was riding a horse all the way into the hall! How cool is that?! Woo it was super fun man. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ohh did I mention Bhangra?&lt;/span&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, I just got home from the wedding reception. It was at the Grand Hyatt Singapore's Grand Ballroom. And believe me, Grand is such an understatement. It was ohsototallyawesome. The ambience was FANTASTIC. The cocktail reception was classy. The ballroom was SUPER GLAM. The food was explicitly scrumptious (prepared by Master Chef Raj Malhotra, they had to book him 18 months in advance!).  And the desserts were super duper sinful. And now I feel super fat and guilty. Mr Teng is gonna kill me if he finds out how much I ate. And the reception itself, was just awesome man. I seriously cannot describe it here. I'll blow the word limit by like a trillion words. So, yea. Let's just leave it as being SUPER DUPER POSH. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But then again, what's so surprising, considering that my cousin got a Volvo XC70 for his 21st birthday? GRRRR. OMG I sooooo want his life man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, here's wishing Ravi and wife (SORRY I FORGOT HER NAME) the best of wishes for your new married life! May your love stay ever true, blossoming with time. Stay beautiful, guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh my dad took this photo after we got back from the wedding on tuesday. Thought it looked cool, so I thought I'd put it up. A lotta cousins and uncles said I looked damn fierce on the wedding day, like some mafia guy. Omg I love the mafia look man! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SaA264Tw2gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V527GHF9nhs/s1600-h/SNC00040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SaA264Tw2gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V527GHF9nhs/s320/SNC00040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305300746218035714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yea it's officially my sister's 24th birthday now. Man, we're all getting super old eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loads of relatives who flew over just for the wedding are coming over to my place tomorrow for dinner. It's gonna be a busy day man. So I guess I better turn in now. BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-4396948679836355624?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/4396948679836355624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=4396948679836355624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4396948679836355624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4396948679836355624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/wedding-reception.html' title='wedding &amp; reception'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SaA264Tw2gI/AAAAAAAAACQ/V527GHF9nhs/s72-c/SNC00040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2924224939406279080</id><published>2009-02-16T23:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T23:44:31.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iwdfy'/><title type='text'>SH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the games were magnificent.. i thought the overall games were better than amazing race and station games combined.. =)&lt;/span&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This is taken from Daniel's blog, about Scavenger Hunt. I cried when I read it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm crying as I type this, in fact. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I dunno why. Maybe it's cos I've been telling myself SH went well just cos I've been trying to make myself feel better, and when I found out that people actually really think it went well, it really moved me. Well, I'm damn glad people actually found it good. And, thanks &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr Fat&lt;/span&gt;, for always being supportive. I know I can always count on you  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, I think I'm gay,&lt;/span&gt; cos crying is gay. Fine, maybe it's not gay, but I'm too egoistic to be seen crying. To the reader: NEVER MENTION THE ABOVE TO ANYONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Resumed lessons after 2 weeks today. The feeling is like, super weird? Cos we're all still in the orientation mood. OMG I miss orientation man! Even the planning part. I think I wanna be like an events manager when I grow up, so I can spend my whole life planning stuff like orientation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, Council's study program started today. Stayed back till 9pm to study. And you know what? It's actually really good. I'm actually doing work, for the first time everrrrr. I feel like such a mugger now. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And I think I'm a changed person. Cos over the past few days, SO MANY people have been telling me I'm different. Hmmm. Some people say I'm better cos I'm more approachable, but some people say I'm worse cos I seem super moody. Damn weird. Both condradict each other. The best thing is, I don't even realise it. What's wrong with me? God knows. But I know I'll get better, cos I'm strong. Why? Cos I have &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MONTFORT &lt;/span&gt;running through my veins. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;AGE QUOD AGIS  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh yea, you know the engagement I missed out cos no one told me? The wedding's tmr. I was finally told about it, 5 MINUTES AGO. Well, at least I know, and I'm going. WOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sch tmr. Sian. Don't wanna go! I'm doing traffic, somemore. Grr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Talk to me, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2924224939406279080?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2924224939406279080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2924224939406279080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2924224939406279080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2924224939406279080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/games-were-magnificent.html' title='SH'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2853095230911671645</id><published>2009-02-14T00:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T14:19:15.928+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='END OF ORIENTATION'/><title type='text'>END OF ORIENTATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gonna blog about today and yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YESTERDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last day of orientation! I was worried sick for my Scavenger Hunt. In the end, it went GREAT! I'm damn proud to say it was probably the best game for Orientation 2009, and the 5 BLOODY LONG MONTHS of hardwork, planning and simply put, BLOOD, SWEAT AND TEARS actually paid off!! It honestly feels really good to see something you put so much effort in turn out not successful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, these are the reasons why Scavenger Hunt went so great:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1. Constant and regular modification and upgrading of my Scavenger Hunt proposals to strive for perfection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;2. Learning from the mistakes as well as good points of the other games and changing my proposal accordingly and applying it to Scavenger Hunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;3. Super efficient IC...not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;4. All the help rendered by friends, be it physical help or simply emotional support. Thanks  loads guys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Anyways, the 5 months of suffering has finally paid off, and the end of Scavenger Hunt signals the start of the Grand Finale! Sneaked in front and cheered like crazy for Cetus. In the end, Orion won Orientation 2009!  =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NAHHHH can't be...The real winner was...CETUS!!! WOOOOOOO!!!! Was super high when Cetus won lah, felt like every single bit of effort I put in for Cetus paid off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;So basically, YESTERDAY WENT GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TODAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Finally headed back for lessons today. Sian. Had phy test at 7.15 in the morning first. Guaranteed to fail. Ms Cheng couldn't take me anymore, so I've been banned from Chem SPA experiments. Grrr. During our long lunchbreak, went to Kovan for lunch. Ate a bit too long? We cabbed back to school just so we'd be in time for Chem STAR. All the SRJC-ians at the bus stop at Kovan were like wondering why we were cabbing back to SR. Felt quite dumb. $3 taxi fare. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After lessons, council. Quite okay I guess. Supposed to go temple for my cousin's engagement. Didn't go in the end, cos no one in my family bothered telling me. But hey, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;what's new?&lt;/span&gt; So instead, went for dinner with Ibrahim, Tatloong, Valerie and Vivienne at NYNY. Dinner was not bad. A crab got mutilated. Well, that's basically it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OHHHH Happy 18th Birthday, Valerie! And Happy Valentine's Day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Realised that I've been having random mood swings over the past few days, even today. So the people who have fallen victim to these mood swings, PLEASE bear with me. I'll try my best to control my own mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Thank you God, for helping me all the way, and giving me the strength and courage to survive orientation, either directly or through taking the form of the great friends I had around me, supporting me all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'm falling asleep over my laptop now. Super tired. and I'm falling asleep on my laptop. Bye. Oh, and Cetus owns. So does Scavenger Hunt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Saw the rose yesterday, and it spoilt my mood. Treated you like crap in the afternoon by ignorinng you and stuff, and it yet again spoilt my mood. I want to get on with life. Someone tell me what I'm supposed to do. And I love you, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2853095230911671645?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2853095230911671645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2853095230911671645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2853095230911671645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2853095230911671645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/end-of-orientation.html' title='END OF ORIENTATION'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5541432370811269329</id><published>2009-02-11T22:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:48:34.823+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY THREE'/><title type='text'>ORIENTATION DAY 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today was... dunno how to put it. Cleared up some last minute Scavenger Hunt and all. Finally went back to classes. Damn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After school, went to the council booth to sell council to the freshies. Managed to convince quite a number of people to join council. Proud cos of that. OH I got Sayeed to sign up! He reminds me so much of myself last year. I KNOW he'll be a great councillor. I can just feel it. And he has interest in public speaking and events management, so yea. He'll do great. Good luck bro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After council, the thing that  was building up finally erupted. Everything came out today. Settled? Not quite. Well, at least all of it came out, and nth's left hidden. And I may very well lose my badge tomorrow morning. God knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Scavenger Hunt is TOMORROW. And we're STILL changing stuff. And I'm totally freaking out. I'm super scared that it'll screw up tmr. I'm praying super hard that it'll go well. I put my heart and soul into it dammit. More than 5 months. I have no idea what I'll do if I screw up. And I don't wanna find out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Isn't it just so weird that the day my game finally goes on may very well be the day I get kicked out from council? Nevermind, I already anticipated it, and I don't care anymore. The way I see it, it was just a matter of time. Am I disappointed? No. Do I have any regrets for what I did? No. C'est la vie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, I'm gonna get some shuteye now. Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Everything may have come out, but if you ever make her cry again, I swear to God I'll kill you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5541432370811269329?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5541432370811269329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5541432370811269329' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5541432370811269329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5541432370811269329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-day-3.html' title='ORIENTATION DAY 3'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-611504292346564960</id><published>2009-02-10T21:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:35:15.037+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY TWO PT. 2'/><title type='text'>Matrix Done</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Finally done my matrix. Checked through a lotta times, so it's guaranteed to work (I hope?). And edited my proposal and sent it to the council already. So Scavenger Hunt is more or less fully completed. Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Thought about what Tatloong said, about how orientation is for the freshmen and not the OGLs, so made up my mind on what I'm gonna do to Orion tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Decided not to do my hw. Screw it. See what the teachers do tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I can feel Scavenger Hunt coming alive, and I'm super scared and nervous. I'm gonna just start crying and crying if SH doesn't go well. Praying hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goodnight. My bed awaits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-611504292346564960?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/611504292346564960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=611504292346564960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/611504292346564960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/611504292346564960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/matrix-done.html' title='Matrix Done'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2946896962915061912</id><published>2009-02-10T18:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T19:45:28.816+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY TWO'/><title type='text'>Orientation Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;URGGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today wasn't good. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It really wasn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Started off in the morning with Pearl realising that her matrix for Station Games was screwed up. I offered her my matrix, and changed the headings and tweaked it a bit for her. I thought it would've gone great. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I was so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;After briefing the OGLs, Pearl realised that there was a problem with my matrix. She told me straight away, and I then went on to TRY and change it. And Station Games was screwed, all cos of me and my matrix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I then rushed to the council room to change my matrix. It was only upon reaching the council room did I realise how big the error in the matrix was. I BLOODY worked on the matrix for 2 MONTHS, kept on changing and ere-editing it, and when I finally thought it was perfect, I realised it was SO badly done. And that basically killed my mood. I just lost it, and I really don't know what I did next.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I really don't.&lt;/span&gt; I guess I blanked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, spent the next 3 hours or so trying to identify the main problem and trying to sort the matrix out. It wouldn't have taken this long, but I was in a severe state of hysteria and couldn't think rationally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;When I THOUGHT I finally solved the matrix issue, I decided to finally cool off and have some fun. So I walked around and saw the freshmen play Station Games. It was initially fun, till a few Orion OGLs started disrespecting all the councillors around that area, snatching the scoresheet from their hands and demanding that they give them more points than they deserve. Well, it happened to me too, but I decided to ignore. Then one of them snatched Tatloong's scoresheet and never gave it back. So I talked to Jaymond and told him the case. I told him to talk to his OGLs and stuff also. I took away 200 points from Orion also. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Too harsh? &lt;/span&gt;I dunno. It was only fair, in my opinion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, turns out that some of the OGLs were not happy about what happened and started making noise and stuff. So I decided to just go back to the council room and let them settle it amongst themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Back in the council room, when I passed the matrix to Kathleen to look through it, she told me that there was an error that I overlooked. Previously, the error was that some CGs were playing the same game twice. After I corrected that, I actually gave rise to another problem; some CGs had to be at 2 different stations AT THE SAME TIME. That's when I lost it. I was tired, I was angry, I was brain-dead, I was hysteric, I couldn't think straight, and I had to redo the matrix. I totally broke down yet again. Tried to fix it again. Spent like, 2 hrs thinking of how to, but couldn't do anything in the end. I guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;there was too much weight on my shoulders, and I just failed to act.&lt;/span&gt; So in the end, I just used SG's Day One matrix.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That basically sums up today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry Cetus,&lt;/span&gt; that I failed to carry out my House Councillor duties. I had to fix up my matrix and you guys got sacrificed in the process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry Tatloong and Pearl&lt;/span&gt;, that my matrix caused your SG to screw up. I really thought it would work, but I was so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm sorry Ibrahim, Vivienne and all the people&lt;/span&gt; who I shouted at, cursed, acted rudely to and blatantly ignored. I didn't even realise I was doing it till Ibrahim told me after I calmed down. Well, I really truly didn't mean to shout at you guys and stuff. It just happened. I'm really really sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;And I'm sorry for all the people who offered to help me do my matrix,&lt;/span&gt; only to have me turn them down rudely. I didn't mean to sound rude or act big or whatever. It's just that, I've been giving my all for Scavenger Hunt all the way for the past 3 months, sacrificing time, energy and sleep. And I did and re-did and re-re-did the matrix over and over again, only to watch it fail each time. And the sense of failure was so imminent in me today. I really felt that I completely failed Scavenger Hunt, and Council. So I wanted to fix the matrix by myself simply because I needed to prove to myself that I'm not a failure and can do something right. One thing. So I'm really sorry to turn you guys down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broke my "No profanities" resoulution &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SO MANY times&lt;/span&gt; today and yesterday both. Couldn't help it. Everything was falling apart right in front of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I'm gonna go type out the matrix now. And then do the 3-day overdue homework I owe. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Was rude to her today. Shouted at her. Ignored her all the way too. All cos of my stupid mind not being able to handle the situation. Feeling like fuck  now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2946896962915061912?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2946896962915061912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2946896962915061912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2946896962915061912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2946896962915061912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-day-2.html' title='Orientation Day 2'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1601958404723101524</id><published>2009-02-09T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T22:08:29.498+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DAY ONE'/><title type='text'>GAMES ORIENTATION DAY 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Realised I've been blogging super frequently. Dunno why also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NON-ACADEMIC ORIENTATION FINALLY STARTED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today was fun I guess. Started off with the walk-in! I'm damnnnn proud of our Council man, I think we owned!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Was asked to do a few cheers in the hall. The freshmen are really good man. They actually bother responding to me. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then, AR and SG started. Was stationed at Hand Entanglement for AR. Well, it was kinda messy. Or rather, A LOT messy. The matrix kinda failed, cos there were 19 groups playing, with 6 stations and 10 different timings. No permutation would have allowed for the matrix to work, so yea. DAMN YOU DRACO 8! LOL. Anyways, some people are simply too stupid to understand the situation, and blamed his fellow game-IC for everything, OPENLY, in front of all the OGLs, GFs and freshmen. Well, the fact is she put so much time and effort into it and did so much while you were slacking. Still got the nerve to criticise. Loser. Couldn't take his bitching, so went up to him and asked him to shut up and walked off. He stared at me. So I stared back. Then he left my station. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loser got screwed during the first briefing at 2pm with Mr Ang. He criticised his Game-IC for everything again, then I shot back and said it was the best that could be done and he didn't even help. Then Ibrahim shot him back too. Then Tatloong. Then the other councillors. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OWNAGE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Told the GFs at my station to close the station slightly earlier than they were instructed to, cos I predicted no one else would come. I was right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cetus 3's score sheet went missing! Cetus lost about 300-400 points cos of it. So we're 3rd now instead of 1st, only cos of the single scoresheet. We owned everything else. NEVERMIND, we'll catch up tomorrow. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;COME ON CETUS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm dead tired. Can honestly and openly say I did alot today. Did the cheers in the hall (was informed at the very last minute, so had to chiong there).&lt;br /&gt;Then rushed to cetus and briefed some of the OGLs on my personal expectations of Cetus.&lt;br /&gt;Then cleared Cetus admin mix-ups.&lt;br /&gt;Then stayed at the station and helped out the GFs as and when they required help.&lt;br /&gt;Then simultaneously kept contacting my Cetus OGLs to pass on instructions and to help them make their way to their various stations (I'm a responsible House Councillor you know! LOL).&lt;br /&gt;Then came back to school for House Time.&lt;br /&gt;Then helped the OGLs of various houses settle their cheers.&lt;br /&gt;Then helped Cetus think of the Fashion Show idea.&lt;br /&gt;Then skipped lunch in the process. Then ran around to all the LTs to call all the houses back to the hall.&lt;br /&gt;Then &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; ate at about 5pm (WAS STARVING FROM 5AM TO 5PM LAH, 12 HRS! Skipped both breakfast and lunch. I damn dumb).&lt;br /&gt;Then it ended.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AS YOU CAN SEE, there are a lotta "thens" above. This was done on purpose to emphasise what I did. LOL. Sry, I know a bit BHB. But hey, better than some idiots who kept slacking in council room right!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Looking forward to another FUN and TIRING day tmr man! C'MON SR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm totally in the orientation spirit and mood man! Suddenly have this renewed pride in SR! LOL. More importantly, saw MOST of the council working super hard for the orientation.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; OUR orientation.&lt;/span&gt; And after the super long and tiring day today, we did the council cheer in the council room. And it was loud. REAL LOUD. Even louder than when we did it for our investiture. Despite the fact that all of us were dead tired. Why?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; LOVE AND PASSION. &lt;/span&gt;Simple. Every one of us knew how much blood, sweat and tears we put in for orientation, and we're seeing it come alive. I'm proud of MY council. Really proud. I love you guys. I love the 21st.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; My 21st.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Saw you fall today. And I fell too. Why? I have no idea. Did what I could to make you stand back up, and in the process let me get up too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1601958404723101524?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1601958404723101524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1601958404723101524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1601958404723101524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1601958404723101524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/games-orientation-day-1.html' title='GAMES ORIENTATION DAY 1'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1316707014244528221</id><published>2009-02-08T20:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T21:50:39.097+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curse you Draco 8'/><title type='text'>MATRIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Gonna talk abt yesterday and today. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get yourself a cuppa,&lt;/span&gt; this is gonna be boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Had to come back to school yesterday for physics. Came to sch early, at 7.45 (class started at 8). Since I was early, decided to pop by the council room. Maybe I made a mistake, cos &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SOME PEOPLE KEPT DAOING ME.&lt;/span&gt; GEE, I WONDER WHO? Anyways, left soon after, once Eunice told me she reached class already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Class was super boring! Ended up messaging people within 5 mins. Stopped soon after, though. Mr Nordin saw me always looking under the table, and told me to take what I had under the table out. I didn't take my phone out, though. Took my sec 4 class jersey. LOL. Then Mr Nordin knew it was super fake lah. So he said "you mean to tell me you've been staring and fiddling with your shirt for 10 minutes?". I said yes. LOL. So he CONFISCATED my jersey, although he knew I was messaging. Haha. Stopped messaging from then onwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to council room after that, and ONCE AGAIN, A CERTAIN SOMEONE DAOED ME. It was super weird in the council room lah. Like only me and Ibrahim were making all the noise, and everyone else was super silent. Creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to Selegie yet again (2 days in a row  o.O ) after that with Ibrahim. Talked about life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went home, and basically slacked. One of my uncles from overseas dropped by my place in the evening. I didn't really know what or HOW to talk to him, so I went into my room and took out my Econs tutorial book, hoping to complete my homework. Did I? You know the answer. LOL. Spent all my time talking to people. Talked to Ibrahim and Valerie about STUFF, and talked to Eunice about super random stuff. How random? Well, let's see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: EUNICE! You free now? Wanna go bomb HIS house?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eunice: HAHA ok set give me 3 mins i'm configuring the final step for the completion of the bomb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: Ohh ok! You do the intermediate step already or not?? The free radicals stabilise already??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eunice: Stabilising, the free radical is currently undergoing elimination against the ion-dipole interactions but it's taking a while because it's overcoming the strong Van der Waals' forces of attraction. No worries my friend! All is good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Me: K good! Don't forget to use the AlCl3 catalyst under UV light! If not the bomb will blow you up, cos the 2,3-tributyl-5-octahexahalogenoic acid will diffract and explode cos the waves it releases are in phase with constant phase difference and start from antinodes, and when they go through the slit, they'll diverge and cause a release of (68-i) ^ 3/2 gigajoules of energy, causing AD to fall and thus causing a fall in actual economic growth, ceteris paribus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OWNAGE.&lt;/span&gt; She was stunned for like, 30 mins after that. Continued all this crap talk and talked about teachers and stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Today. Woke up early in the morning cos I had to go to my cousin-in-law's (cousin's husband) house for prayers. SOMEONE finally stopped daoing me when I was there. LOL. When I got back, found out abt the Draco 8 thingy and TRIED to help them out with their matrix. Failed miserably, though. SORRY PEARL! Stupid freshmen who appealed out! Spoilt the days of so many ppl today. HMMPH. SHAME ON YOU PEOPLE! It's not easy to do a matrix, you know? Especially doing a matrix for CG vs CG games, with odd numbers of CGs. This is coming from someone who did nothing today. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, that's about it. Non-academic orientation starts tmr! WOO! Amazing Race and Station Games! GOOD LUCK PEOPLE! It's gonna be FUN! WOOO! AND VIVIENNE, HANG IN THERE! A WHILE MORE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K i'm gonna shave now, then sleep. BYE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Oh, and Ibrahim knows. You better not tell anyone, boy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Saw something that spoilt my day completely yesterday. I had to see HIM. With HER. Made up my mind last night. I'M GONNA MOVE ON. MIND OVER BODY. And yet, I spent the whole day talking to her. Simply couldn't resist it. I'm like the weakest guy on Earth. Can't even control myself, when I wanna move on. My mind said no, but my heart pressed on. My mind is fighting a losing battle with my heart. Damnit, someone help me already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1316707014244528221?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1316707014244528221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1316707014244528221' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1316707014244528221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1316707014244528221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/matrix.html' title='MATRIX'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3208760748234474207</id><published>2009-02-06T21:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T22:47:44.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HEARTBREAKER.'/><title type='text'>HB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Found out something last night that I really would have made do without. Something that crushed all hopes and dreams. Only 1 person knows what I'm talking about, so don't bother asking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did it affect me today? I'm not telling you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, anyways, I was super high today. Played with fire in Chem SPA, to the extent that Ms Cheng confiscated the spirit lamp. And in chem lecture, shouted like free. Did lots of retarded stuff today. Found out Chris is a fun guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did 2 full-length econs essays in 2 hours, for the lecture test corrections. How? P-E-R-S-E-V-E-R-A-N-C-E.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Not gonna talk about Council, cos there's nothing really to talk about.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After Council, me, Eterna, Tatloong and Ibrahim went to Selegie Soyabean. We talked about the stuff me and Eterna did to all the random people last year, and how we screwed every single person in some way or another. Sweet reminiscence. Good times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When I found out, I tried to be strong. I told myself "So what? It doesn't matter. I'll move on." And I did for the start of today. I didn't contact her in any means today. I wanted to distance myself from her totally, to get rid of the feeling I had. And yet I felt empty all the way, like a part of me was missing, and my heart was bleeding. In the end, she sent me a text, and I started talking, and it felt really calming for my soul. When I met her soon after, she asked me to do sth I really didn't plan on doing, but did it anyway cos my heart couldn't say no. Well, I'm super confused. I should have never fallen for her. My biggest mistake was listening to my heart instead of my mind. I knew I'd fail, and yet I took the risk and went for it, only to find out what I found out last night. I wanna listen to my mind now and move on, but my heart says stay still and wait for her. I need you now more than ever, God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3208760748234474207?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3208760748234474207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3208760748234474207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3208760748234474207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3208760748234474207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/found-out-something-last-night-that-i.html' title='HB'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-660902155315028366</id><published>2009-02-05T22:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T22:08:18.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sick no more'/><title type='text'>sick no more</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;TODAY WAS GREEEATTT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Haha. Total contrast from the last 2 days. Lemme tell you why....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Firstly, my influenza suddenly disappeared! I dunno how, but it's gone!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Then in sch, I was super duper high. LOL. So high that I did 3 things that a sick person should NEVER do. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; First, during PE, I ran 6km! Didn't tell Mr Teng I was sick, so I acted normal and ran 6km! After that, I was super duper shagged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; BUT directly after that, without resting, I played soccer finally! Played with Chris, John, Junming and 2 other guys, after Ibrahim and his class left. And I scored! WOOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; OHHH and the last thing happened before PE, during CT period. Mr Tan went crazy and started asking the Sarawak people to do the college dance, and then asked the teachers to do it too. I was with Bala, Nicholas, Ridley, Eunice and all, and we dared each other to ask some of the teachers to dance with us. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So Bala asked Mr Teng, and I asked...MDM SAADIAH!!! &lt;/span&gt;HAHAHAHAHA. Asked her just to embarrass her, and guess what? She was embarrassed! LOL. But my class people took videos/pics. AHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Yup that was my day. LOL. Considering the fact that I'm technically still sick, I consider what I did...Intense? LOL. Dunno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; Anyways, on a more serious note, I have to write 2 essays and do my chem assignment, both by tmr. But I'm not gonna do them. Why? COS I'M GONNA SLEEP MUAHAHA. I seriously need sleep. So, yea. I'm gonna sleep directly after this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; On an even more serious note, I learnt something that I'll take with me for the rest of my life. Illnesses are mainly in your mind. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you have the willpower to tell yourself you're alright, YOU'RE ALRIGHT.&lt;/span&gt; That's what I did today, at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; P.S. VIVIENNE, STOP DAOING ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt; P.P.S. VALERIE, I DIDN'T EVEN TOUCH MY PANADOL TODAY! WOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-660902155315028366?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/660902155315028366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=660902155315028366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/660902155315028366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/660902155315028366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-no-more.html' title='sick no more'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3708144411800127059</id><published>2009-02-04T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:12:06.272+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='URGGH'/><title type='text'>Sick-er</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Felt worse today than yesterday. Just the influenza, I mean. The day went well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Slept late last night. Doing hw. While feeling like crap. Wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up today with a high fever. Popped 2 Panadols. Came to sch, remembered the money issue and it sunk in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, at 9, we were in the hall preparing for college dance/anthem/cheer. The fever came back, and my head felt like it was gonna explode. Damn weird feeling. Popped 2 more Panadols.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;During college cheer, I think I did some serious damage to my throat. Imagine screaming like an idiot when you have a super duper painful sore throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;After that, went back to class. My math lecture notes are totally blank, cos I slept all the way in math lecture. Couldn't take it. It felt good sleeping finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;During council, finally settled the money issue. Fever came back for the THIRD frigging time, and popped 2 more Panadols on my way out of school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went home, slacked, did some hw. Not gonna continue doing. Screw it, i'm just gonna take what the teachers wanna throw at me. It's one thing to stay up late doing hw on a normal day; it's another to stay up late for 3 nights in a row doing hw when you're sick. My body can't take it anymore. So I'm gonna sleep directly after this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm totally drained, both physically and mentally. and although I'm desperately trying to hide it, so many people have come up to me and said I seem different, and they think I'm like suicidal or sth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, the biggest news of today: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm broke no more, and I didn't even have to ask for anything. &lt;/span&gt;My dad walked into my room, picked up my wallet and opened it, and before I could even say anything, he asked me "What happened to your alllowance?". I just said "Mmmm", cos I was doing chem and didn't really bother with my allowance. He took out his wallet, put some money into mine, and told me to use it till the end of the week. Sometimes, I really underappreciate my dad. He does so much for me, and yet I'm blatantly oblivious to whatever he does and show no gratitude whatsoever. I'm gonna show him gratitude from now onwards. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My dad rocks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;In case you couldn't tell, today was a good day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;The thing that's bringing me down isn't my illness but rather my mind. Some things are just bugging/creeping/scaring me TTM. And I thought about what Valerie said, and realised that whenever I deny her suspicion, I'm not lying to her but rather to myself. So I told her the truth, and that I don't stand a chance. She said I do. Deep down, she knows I don't. I'm chasing something that is never gonna happen. GOD HELP ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3708144411800127059?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3708144411800127059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3708144411800127059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3708144411800127059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3708144411800127059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/sick-er.html' title='Sick-er'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-8174216694198212929</id><published>2009-02-03T20:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T21:14:36.961+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ineedablueskyholiday'/><title type='text'>BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today sucked. Super bad day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Firstly, slept for like, 3 hrs? Doing GP essay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Then when I woke up, I was like, super sick. Wanted to just stay on bed and go see a doctor later in the day. But I forced myself up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, regretted that decision when I went to sch. The first few lessons were okay, only the last few were super screwed up. Got another warning for not doing hw. At this rate, I'll be out of council by April.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had GP test also. Slept for 1 hr, and rushed the essay for the remaining 30 mins. So I did an essay in 30 mins? No hope of passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, had a meeting with Mr. Ang together with the other House Councillors and Games I/Cs regarding the orientation tee money. Cetus is missing $6.50, and there's no way to account for it. I wanna get things over and done with and just cover the $6.50 myself, but Mr. Ang said it isn't about the money, but rather accountability. And we're gonna get lectured tomorrow during council because of this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm home now, and I won't be sleeping much tonight too. Got too much stuff to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just got the NS registration letter. Have to apply for deferrment, or risk a jail sentence and fine. Which just made me realise how I have no freedom whatsoever in Singapore, and we're all gonna get stuck here being forced to serve a country you feel nothing for. And that sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And I'm dead broke. Don't ask why. Thinking of a way to ask for an advance from my dad now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And all this while, i've been sick and feeling like crap. Still am. I've been popping Panadols like free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, it's days like this that make you think of stuff you wouldn't normally think of. I walked home, and used the long route. Meaning I took a long walk home. During the walk, I noticed my surroundings. For some reason, everything seemed slower and relaxed. Maybe it's cos of the bad day, or maybe it was just the influenza. But it felt good. REAL GOOD. And I walked super close to the road, cos I wanted to feel the feeling you get when a bus super close speeds by. The feeling that says life is super fragile, and 1 wrong move can kill you. It makes you feel so small and insignificant. For some reason, that feels REALLY GOOD on days like these. So, yea. Maybe it's a psychological thing. God knows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;One thing went well in school, though. There's this one guy I really don't like who got punished for screwing around in the Econs Lecture. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe today isn't such a bad day after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-8174216694198212929?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/8174216694198212929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=8174216694198212929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8174216694198212929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8174216694198212929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/bad-day.html' title='BAD DAY'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1742473358420819912</id><published>2009-02-02T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T22:18:14.241+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAPPY BIRTHDAY'/><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIENNE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIENNE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;18 finally eh. Haha. Hope you liked the shirt  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, first day of orientation today! Saw all the freshies. BUT &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THEY'RE SUPER DAO!&lt;/span&gt; I said hi to a few of them, but they blatantly ignored me! ARGHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quite a few Montfort guys around. But they're all super ahbeng-ish. Urgh. Well, come to think of it, this new batch is full of ahbengs and ahlians! OMG. Were the polys like, full or sth? LOL. Well, give them 1 week to sort things out. After all the grooming checks and all, they're bound to end up like the rest of us. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT freshies = CROWDED SCHOOL!&lt;/span&gt; The whole school was super packed lah! I missed the few weeks of peace, with just the 700 plus of us! OMG. SUPER LONG QUEUES EVERYWHERE! AND no space left in the canteen! Not like it was really big to start off with anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, then again, I was a freshie a year ago, so who am I to complain. I guess it's just a vicious cycle. They'll know what I mean next yr. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyways, as seen at the header, Vivienne's bday today! Haha. Went for dinner at Pastamania with her and Tatloong. BEGGED AND PLEADED with Tatloong like free just to make him go. In the end, after Vivienne left, he told me that he planned to go all the while, but he said he didn't want to just to see my reaction, cos he thinks/suspects, ... *I CAN'T SAY HERE *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, thats about it. Have to chiong GP essay, Econs essay, Math tutorial and Chem tutorial by tmr. WISH ME LUCK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It burnt my pocket, but just watching your reaction made it all worth it  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1742473358420819912?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1742473358420819912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1742473358420819912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1742473358420819912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1742473358420819912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-birthday-vivienne.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY VIVIENNE'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-4143733023166100535</id><published>2009-02-01T18:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T18:44:33.578+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='orientation'/><title type='text'>ORIENTATION IN 5 HRS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;HALLO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OMG i'm super super nervous/anxious.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ORIENTATION IS GONNA START TOMORROW! &lt;/span&gt;WOO! Well, i'm bracing myself for orientation and preparing. Also, on a separate issue, I prepared the box already! And made the card also! WOOO! I can't wait for tomorrow. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a random note, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eunice is ONE weird person.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. Was on the phone with her for about an hour just now? And she was super LAME/RANDOM/RETARDED/BLEAH. Haha. It's like, she can NEVER get serious? LOL. I just cut her line in the end. You wanna know how retarded she is? This is ONE of the thousand things she said:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eunice: Where are you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rohith: Here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eunice: There?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Rohith: Yea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Eunice: Oh ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;RETARDED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-4143733023166100535?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/4143733023166100535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=4143733023166100535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4143733023166100535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/4143733023166100535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/02/orientation-in-5-hrs.html' title='ORIENTATION IN 5 HRS!'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2858416107224918917</id><published>2009-01-28T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T23:38:43.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plato'/><title type='text'>jvnp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;There's this thing in my head now, and I can't get it out. So today, I won't talk about how stuff went but rather about this thought of mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Is there REALLY such a thing as a platonic relationship? That's something really really bugging me right now. I'd like to think otherwise, but CERTAIN influences around me *cough* &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;valerielimzhiyou &lt;/span&gt;*cough* are making me think that there's no such thing as a platonic relationship, and simply PSYCHOING me into believing that what I consider to be a platonic relationship, might just turn out to be real. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;SHUT UP, VALERIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, I'll just leave my life in His hands, and time will tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the mean time, you wanna see a perfect couple?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOTE: IDENTITY PROTECTED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SYB7w2mgC5I/AAAAAAAAACI/7401FR2NhAA/s1600-h/Ibrahim+%26+Vivienne+protected.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SYB7w2mgC5I/AAAAAAAAACI/7401FR2NhAA/s320/Ibrahim+%26+Vivienne+protected.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296369241008638866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2858416107224918917?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2858416107224918917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2858416107224918917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2858416107224918917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2858416107224918917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/jvnp.html' title='jvnp'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SYB7w2mgC5I/AAAAAAAAACI/7401FR2NhAA/s72-c/Ibrahim+%26+Vivienne+protected.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7406000553967809412</id><published>2009-01-26T13:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T14:19:35.156+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AUSTRALIA'/><title type='text'>bye bye, SG</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lazy Monday. SIGH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yesterday was... ?? Dunno how to put it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, WERE supposed to go shopping before reunion dinner, and I WAS SUPPOSED TO FINALLY BUY MY WALLET. But did we? NO. Why? My siblings were too bloody lazy to get ready. So my plans were ruined, just cos of them. I wanna say sth, but my new yr resolution is holding me back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Argued with mum over my brother. My fault. It always is what. My brother is older than me so he HAS to be right all the time, and i'm younger, so I HAVE to be wrong all the time right? So, yea. MY FAULT. We're not talking now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Well, the first part of the reunion was boring? Cos of the 2 incidents above. Not in the mood to mingle around, so I just sat alone in the corner in the living room watching TV. After a few hrs, after we ate, I started talking FINALLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Talked to my cousins. Well, found out we have so much in common. All of us agree that Singapore life is too stressful, and we're gonna spend our lives working meaninglessly till late and get a puny sum of money, of which most if not all will be spent on bills and taxes, and we're gonna work till 70 and die shortly after due to stress and overwork. So, yea. We all plan to run away, to Australia or Canada or Switzerland. Anywhere that's less stressful than here. I plan to go to an Australian University and settle there, NEVER LOOKING BACK. Well, hope I get a chance to do so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore life really IS screwed up, if you think of it. If you don't get a degree, your life is over, no matter how hard you work. Like, construction workers in Singapore whose lives are super hard and dangerous earn like $800 a month, while construction workers in the US wear Rolex watches and drive Chryslers. Screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE END. BYE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7406000553967809412?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7406000553967809412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7406000553967809412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7406000553967809412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7406000553967809412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/bye-bye-sg.html' title='bye bye, SG'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3066206453895745924</id><published>2009-01-25T13:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T14:00:52.433+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='in the blue'/><title type='text'>blurr</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I just realised I'm really oblivious to my own family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;First, yesterday. My brother had 24hr&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; NS duty, so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wasn't gonna be coming home. My whole family knew it like 2 months ago, but&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I just found out when it was night and realised he still wasn't back yet.&lt;/span&gt;  o.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he's back now, though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Then, today. My family's gonna be going to my aunt's house today, together with the rest of my extended family, for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DESI-STYLE REUNION DINNER &lt;/span&gt;(Desi CNY LOL). And I didn't even know till just now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;This can mean only 2 things. One, it's either my family's starting to disregard me and treat me like some stranger, so they don't bother telling me family stuff. Or two, so much has been going on in my life, with school and stuff, that I've not had any time to catch up with family matters. And I don't think my family is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THAT sinister&lt;/span&gt; to want to disown me, so it's most probably 2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CONCLUSION: J2 life sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHH YEA, removed a lotta links from my blog. Now I'm only keeping the links of people whose blogs I actually read. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On a random note, MU still rock, CAREBEARS OWN, and VIVIENNE is a fat prawn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3066206453895745924?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3066206453895745924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3066206453895745924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3066206453895745924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3066206453895745924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/blurr.html' title='blurr'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3972431035326981783</id><published>2009-01-24T15:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T15:48:26.878+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the battle continues'/><title type='text'>care bears vs chip and dale</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, the battle between CAREBEARS and Chip and Dale continues. Well, CAREBEARS once again won the battle, as usual. Here's how it went:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;you help publicise care bears, by posing with chip and dale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;people will not care about care bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;yup\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;cos they'll fall truly madly deeply in love with care bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;CARE BEARS OWN THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;you dreaming again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NO CHIP AND DALE DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;we have chipmunks songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do care bears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;we have movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;do care bears?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;we have TATTOOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;do chip and dale?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TATTOOS ARE LAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;THEY ARE GANGSTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;CHIP AND DALE ARE CIVILISED PEOPLE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;they're childish...so they CAN'T get tattoos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;they know what is right what is wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;nope..they're afraid of needles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;WE ARE CIVILISEDS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;TATTOOS ARE GANGSTERISH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;well, chip is a gay name..which means chip and dale encourage homosexuality&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;shuddup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;whereas carebears prophesize love...thats why they have hearts on their backs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;shuddup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;shuddup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OWNAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Vivienne says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;shudduo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ॐ rohith         is fat...AHHH says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CARE BEARS 1 - CHIP AND DALE 0&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;CARE BEARS FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3972431035326981783?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3972431035326981783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3972431035326981783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3972431035326981783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3972431035326981783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/care-bears-vs-chip-and-dale.html' title='care bears vs chip and dale'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6009774437038098308</id><published>2009-01-23T18:21:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-26T15:03:34.486+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HAHA'/><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I'M HAPPEEE!! Don't ask why. Haha. OHH read the last bit!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CNY celebration today. BORING. LOL. But managed to slack with Eterna after SUPERRR long, though. Hahh. Then suddenly the SR Dance team came out, and we saw &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;YOU-KNOW-WHO&lt;/span&gt;. Then me and Eterna started shouting and asking him to get lost. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After that, Council walk-in.&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt; TAT LOONG PONNED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;After the walk-in, went to Compass with Ibrahim and Vivienne to eat and buy Ibrahim's mom's present. IBRAHIM, YOU CHEAPO SON! LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Went to slack near the MRT station, and met a crazy man. Asked for money/cigs. Retard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OMG I broke the no-profanity resolution in the morning, &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;AFTER 4 DAYS!! &lt;/span&gt;All cos of Rex, and his stupidity during morning announcements!! GRRRRRR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;OH YEA, Ibrahim, they finally confirmed the order, after 2 weeks!! And it will arrive on time! But OMG, I ordered M!! Pls tell me she can fit. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NOW THE BATTLE! Vivienne CLAIMED Chip and Dale are super cute, while I said they aren't and CARE BEARS OWN!! Viv said that Care Bears are lame. Welllllll, YOU, the reader, DECIDE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;CARE BEARS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmedxtAMTI/AAAAAAAAABE/24aAUwEq3Ag/s1600-h/carebear1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294437071346217266" style="WIDTH: 360px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 361px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmedxtAMTI/AAAAAAAAABE/24aAUwEq3Ag/s320/carebear1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;WAIT 1 MORE, TOTAL OWNAGE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmeqfgEBuI/AAAAAAAAABM/khHWnu8Cy9c/s1600-h/carebear2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294437289798403810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 363px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 339px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmeqfgEBuI/AAAAAAAAABM/khHWnu8Cy9c/s320/carebear2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Look at the kid! Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Now, Chip and Dale:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmh2k29AoI/AAAAAAAAABc/qQPNG_TbWBs/s1600-h/chipanddale.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294440795929903746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 374px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmh2k29AoI/AAAAAAAAABc/qQPNG_TbWBs/s320/chipanddale.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;K lah i must admit, this one still can make it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;BUT THIS ONE spoils everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-FAMILY: trebuchet ms" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmiMublOJI/AAAAAAAAABk/w_dzzkjwX7A/s1600-h/viv+retarded"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294441176456575122" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 296px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmiMublOJI/AAAAAAAAABk/w_dzzkjwX7A/s320/viv+retarded" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Damn sick right? SHE SPOILT THE PHOTO!&lt;br /&gt;This is why Care Bears own! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6009774437038098308?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6009774437038098308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6009774437038098308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6009774437038098308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6009774437038098308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SXmedxtAMTI/AAAAAAAAABE/24aAUwEq3Ag/s72-c/carebear1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7775935101742329389</id><published>2009-01-22T19:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T20:11:32.731+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fat'/><title type='text'>hello</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Free today? Go shisha"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I was glancing through my phone inbox when I came across this msg from EDMUNDZEE. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SORRY, EDMUND. &lt;/span&gt;Didn't see the message. Haha. Anyway, SHISHA IS BAD FOR HEALTH!! You better quit. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Life has been super hectic, but hey, what's new? Typical J2 life. C'est la vie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PE has been great.&lt;/span&gt; As in, it sucks ah, but I can see improvement!! My 2.4km improved a lot! I guess all the running in the hols actually paid off!! And I'm actually FASTER than abt 5 people in my PE group!! (Unbelievable, right? Haha. I don't belive it too) OH thanks Nicholas for pacing me for my final round! You made me go all out. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PE is gonna be non-stop running now onwards according to Mr Teng, and I'm kinda looking forward to it! AND I wanna complete the 100K Challenge!! I guess I finally caught what Mr Yong used to call "Runner's High". &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Then again, maybe it's my ego speaking. &lt;/span&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I've been meeting up with some old classmates. Slacked and went to eat a few times. I MISS THEM LOADS!! They haven't changed. Especially Eterna. I remember how the 2 of us used to do sooo much stuff to random people last yr, and we're still doing it this yr!! LOL. Take care bro =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OMG my pocket is now SUPER PINCHED, $50 GONE!! Ibrahim knows why.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (SHHH IBRAHIM!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OHH TIME FOR MORE SMSES!! Enjoy  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Hey hot stuff :) I think you're super hot.. Tell you a secret :) I got a crush on you :) "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;MESSAGE SENT BY VIVIENNE! LOL. SORRY, I HAD TO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ehh but i very good to you, k? I haven't called you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE THING I SAID I WON'T &lt;/span&gt;(I won't say it here, dun wanna embarrass you. I very good, k?) for 3 days already, and exceeded 100 messages also! See? this is called pro/nice-ness. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OHH YEA!! I've been keeping my resolutions so far this yr, for the first time EVERRR!! I've been a nicer guy, I've not used profanities in days, and i've been doing MOST of my hw!! WOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. VALERIE, STOP PSYCHO-ING ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7775935101742329389?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7775935101742329389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7775935101742329389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7775935101742329389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7775935101742329389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/hello.html' title='hello'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6526784100524043533</id><published>2009-01-19T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T23:36:10.755+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trust'/><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What do you do if someone you trust tells you that someone you consider really close to you is back-stabbing you, and telling people stuff about you that you never thought they would? That was something that was running through my mind the whole day today. Well, it's super super irritating to be in the position i'm in now, and honestly, looking at what happened in the past didn't exactly make the situation any better. On one side is someone with a totally clear conscience with no reason to lie to me, and on the other is someone who I had an unpleasant history with, and yet is now within my top 10 friends. So, it's moral VS heart. And I chose heart. END OF STORY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;SHOUT OUT: VALERIE LIM ZHI YOU, DO NOT PSYCHO ME INTO THE THING YOU'RE TRYING TO PSYCHO ME INTO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hallo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Well, JC2 officially began last monday, and i'm struggling to keep up with the pace of J2 life. Then again, what's new? LOL. Anyway, my new class is quite fun. I mean, worse stuff CAN happen, and they're quite nice people, so yea. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;(although I confine myself to Eunice..LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;As for my teachers, different issue altogether. LOL. I like my GP teacher (Mr Raymond Andrew)!! I think my chem teacher (Ms Esther Cheng) is okay, my math teacher (STILL Lim Ting) is also not bad, my physics teacher (Mr Nordin) is okay? As for Econs, MDM SA'ADIAH IS SOMEONE I WANNA MAKE DO WITHOUT!! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Life's been hectic. Staying up till late to do hw and stuff, sleeping 3-4 hrs daily, etc. But, life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I was talking to some of my JC1 classmates the other day and telling them about how difficult life was, when one of them asked me a question that got me thinking. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Given a chance, if you could reverse time and go back to JC1, would you still join Student Council?"&lt;/span&gt;. The reason why this was asked was because they knew I had to forgo lots of stuff because of Council. For one, I have NEVER gone for any single class outing, because Council always got in the way. I couldn't even go back to see my sec sch teachers on Teachers' Day because of Council. I had to stay up soo late and get up sooo early to do so much while the rest of them slept. So if given a choice, would I still join Student Council? Well, I seriously thought about it and realised the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;YES, I would still join Council. Yes, it's true that I sacrificed so much for Council and it's super taxing, but then again, Council has made me a much better person than I ever was. Without Council, I'd still be the same as before, ponning lessons and all, not bothering to do stuff, not caring about my conduct or appearance and blatantly disobeying and disrespecting every single aspect of the college. But since I joined Council, I've learned ohsomuch. I'm now much more serious in my work, I actually give a damn about my conduct though I don't always abide to the rules, teachers look at me sooo differently now and I'm glad to say I've gained their respect (for the first time in my life), and SURPRISINGLY, I'VE NOT PONNED LESSONS OR ANYTHING ELSE SINCE I JOINED COUNCIL!! Yea, I haven't. LOL. So, yea. I've sacrificed soo much, but then again, Council taught me moral values, Council taught me self-discipline, Council forced onto me the value of perseverance, Council shaped and developed my character, and most importantly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Council made me what I am right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was with this that when my CT asked me to fill in my goals and aspirations for 2009, the thing I listed as most important was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"Honouring and living up to my badge"&lt;/span&gt;. YES, it sounds super cheesy, but for the first time since PAE, I feel so greatly for Council. For the first time ever, I wanna do Council proud. For the first time ever, I wanna stand up tall and say, "Hey, I'm a Councillor". Yea, I know it sounds damn fake, but this is the first time ever that i feel SOOOO proud to be a part of the Student Council, and I really hope this feeling stays with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;On a more academic note, while the whole world is studying for tomorrow's 2 lecture tests, here I am online, wasting my time away, with no intention to study whatsoever. GG-fied.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6526784100524043533?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6526784100524043533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6526784100524043533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6526784100524043533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6526784100524043533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3639195990589857906</id><published>2009-01-09T22:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T00:02:10.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bleah'/><title type='text'>open hse</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1st post after new yr!! LOL. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;For some reason, everyone starts off like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh yea, this will be my first ever post without multiple fullstops!! WOO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyway, let's start off with new yr resolutions. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Resolution number 3 was broken 5 minutes after new year, at 12.05am.&lt;/span&gt; We were in McDonald's, wishing random people happy new year, when some guy we wished just ignored us. So i shouted "F you lah". Then i realised i broke my resolution. In 5 minutes. The fastest ever. Hahahaha. Broke it several times over the past few days too. I'm doing a lil' bit of hw, so Resolution 5 MAY work out. I've been a nicer person to SOME people, but much more un-nice (a four-letter word can be used to describe this much more easily, but i dun wanna break my resolution again) to many others. So, yea. Resolution 2 is mixed? As for the rest, still in progress! Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The past few days have been... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BLEAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;That's the only  word i can use to describe it. Well, its been super taxing and i'm having this super duper brain drain. Council plus open house plus undone work plus the Wei Xiang incident plus Cetus stuff. Can just drop dead. But, nevermind. It'll all be over soon i guess, and it will all get better in time  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;So anyways, realised loads of stuff in the process. Including, stuff about people.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Like how Mrs Jerene Tay is possibly the BEST TEACHER EVERRRR!!! &lt;/span&gt;YOU ROCK, MRS TAY!! The only teacher to EVER listen to the way we feel about stuff. Well, she helped to ease loads of stress and tension from me, personally. And she sacrificed her personal time just to talk to us, when she has a young daughter waiting for her at home. MRS TAY, FTW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oh, on a lighter note, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;people love me.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. See for yourself:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Vivienne needs to  recharge. who got human charger? says:&lt;br /&gt;  rohith, you're super nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Vivienne needs to  recharge. who got human charger? says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;  i think you're sooooo  hot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ohh, and to end off:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  Vivienne is going to strangle Rohith. you watch out. HAHA says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;  you're fat...but you  can never reach my level of fat-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SORRY VIVIENNE. HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3639195990589857906?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3639195990589857906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3639195990589857906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3639195990589857906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3639195990589857906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2009/01/open-hse.html' title='open hse'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6664565501003195913</id><published>2008-12-31T18:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T18:23:28.599+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolutions'/><title type='text'>new yr</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2009 IS LESS THAN 6 HRS AWAY!!! WOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gonna talk abt the past few days, and of course...new yr resolutions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the past few days have been...dunno wad to say...haha...wasted all my time with useless stuff...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;christmas was fun!! haha...party plus booze equals fun!! haha...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ohh, and baked brownies on christmas!! &lt;/span&gt;woo!! first time i baked sth in my life...haha...wanna know how it turned out? see for yourself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SVtFKj4O1QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5t_VjoZZcos/s1600-h/SNC00002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SVtFKj4O1QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5t_VjoZZcos/s400/SNC00002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285894635381511426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;i rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, didnt have time to buy presents this yr, so only bought for daniel and ibrahim...i wont say wad i got them, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know they love their presents&lt;/span&gt;...MUAHAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;k now for the all important new yr resolutions!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1. FIT INTO A SIZE L BY JUNE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. be a nicer person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. stop using curse words (shut up ibrahim, i know what you're gonna say abt this..LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. pay attention in sch!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. do all my homework!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. complete both Adidas Sundown and Standard Chartered 2009 marathons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. RUN 15KM FOR WiLL RUN '09!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;yup thats basically it...Number 1 is the most important to me, number 2 has been attempted and broken millions of times before, number 3, ibrahim can tell it better, number 4 and 5 are IMPOSSIBLE and will definitely by broken...100% guarantee plus chop...i'm already training up for 6 and 7, so there's a chance it may happen!! WOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;k gotta go now, gonna meet some old friends for dinner and then countdown...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6664565501003195913?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6664565501003195913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6664565501003195913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6664565501003195913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6664565501003195913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-yr.html' title='new yr'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SVtFKj4O1QI/AAAAAAAAAA8/5t_VjoZZcos/s72-c/SNC00002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-87743206830206641</id><published>2008-12-21T21:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T22:03:31.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUCK'/><title type='text'>sg out</title><content type='html'>2nd post today...only abt 1 thing....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK THE VIETNAM TEAM!!! KANINA...SINGAPORE OWN THE FUCKING MATCH!!! KANINA...ONE BLOODY DEFENSIVE SLIP...IN SINGAPORE SOMEMORE...KANINA...DEFENDING CHAMPIONS FOR 2 FUCKING YEARS KENA KICK OUT, HOME GAME SOMEMORE...LOSE IN VIETNAM NOT THAT BAD, BUT NO....MUST LOSE IN SINGAPORE...KANINA...FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK...KANINA...FUCK THE VIETNAM PLAYERS...THEY WASTE TIME LIKE FREE..KANINA...TOUCH A BIT ROLL ON THE FLOOR LIKE THEIR FATHER DIE...FUCK THEM...FUCKING FUCKERS...KANINA...FUCK YOU ALL...WAVE COMMUNIST STAR AT NATIONAL STADIUM? FUCK OFF LAH KANINA...FUCKING HELL...KANINA...FUCK...GOT NTH TO SAY...FUCK LAH...SPOIL DAY....SOMEMORE I SUPPOSED TO STOP USING CURSE WORDS...FUCK...KANINA...DAMNIT I NEED MY SHEESHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-87743206830206641?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/87743206830206641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=87743206830206641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/87743206830206641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/87743206830206641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/12/sg-out.html' title='sg out'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3448173266096225195</id><published>2008-12-21T18:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T20:26:22.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheesha for life'/><title type='text'>arab street</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not gonna blog abt the 20 days that i didnt blog.. only gonna talk abt fri and sat (ytd)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well, on thurs, spent most of my time (9 hrs to be exact) doing the fkingknnbccbnabeichihongkan thing that i won't mention (shhh).. slept for 2-3 hrs? had other stuff to do.. woke up at 8 on fri, went to sch to meet mr lau to vet the proposal.. was with bamboo and limhee.. after mr lau left, limhee had to leave too.. so me and bamboo stayed in the council room to edit our proposals.. INSTEAD, we &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ended up slacking and doing nth inside for 6 hrs, from 11 to 5.. LOL.. ordered pizza, watched a movie, listened to music, talked cock.. fun.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;saturday, meaning yesterday, met up with ed.. he wanted to look for xmas presents and stuff.. so we met at abt 11.. went to peninsula first.. he wanted  to buy a guitar.. LOL.. changed his mind.. then went to funan to eat.. from there, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;somehow we walked to clarke quay.. &lt;/span&gt;LOL.. edmund wanted to look for stuff in giordano, so we went into central.. after trying desperately to find giordano in central for more than half an hr, we gave up and went to bugis..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bought some stuff in bugis.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OMG it was BLOODY packed..&lt;/span&gt; it was like everyone in SG happened to be at bugis on saturday.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;then we decided to go to haji lane for sheesha!! &lt;/span&gt;hahaha.. wanted to try it.. so we tried walking to haji lane from bugis.. ended up at weird places we never knew existed in singapore.. damn weird.. f&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;elt like we went back in time, and were in china or sth.. &lt;/span&gt;ppl staring at us, all the TCM stuff all over.. creepy.. even edmund freaked.. LOL.. in the end, decided to ask for directions.. realised we took the wrong turn from bugis.. shld have went left, instead we went right.. so after almost 2 hrs of walking and trying to find haji lane, we ended up back at bugis.. retarded.. then, we found HAJI LANE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;it was super cool lah..shops selling clothes we'd NEVER afford and all.. walked past this turkish cafe.. some crazy china man tried to lure us in.. we said no, but ended up there in the end.. LOL.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ordered some turkish drinks, fries and of course..SHEESHA!! &lt;/span&gt;hahahahaha..well, see the pics later.. LOL.. was embarrassing at first, cos we&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; couldn't use it.. in the end, when we asked, found out that they didnt put the charcoal, so it wasn't burning; thats why it wasn't working..&lt;/span&gt; LOL.. the china guy kept taking our pipe and using it.. idiot.. haha.. after A LOTTA PUFFS, we left.. a bit high.. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we went around the city looking for some bag edmund wanted to buy.. found it eventually at marina square.. a ripcurl bag for a 'friend' of his for xmas.. $85.. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;she's confirm more than just a friend.. LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;met my parents at abt 9 after that.. went to watch yes man at PS.. ed watched with us, cos we had an extra ticket.. LOL.. nice show.. after that, we dropped him and went home.. yupp thats abt it.. k enough talk.. SHEESHA TIME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyRPRW8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RrLtxJa9tJs/s1600-h/SNC00034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyRPRW8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RrLtxJa9tJs/s400/SNC00034.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282214152642845634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheese fries&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyUX93hI/AAAAAAAAAAU/APYwO-Ve5FM/s1600-h/SNC00032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyUX93hI/AAAAAAAAAAU/APYwO-Ve5FM/s400/SNC00032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282214153484623378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pipe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xybf60FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/blOinOh9DT4/s1600-h/SNC00035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xybf60FI/AAAAAAAAAAc/blOinOh9DT4/s400/SNC00035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282214155397025874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not me who possessed the pipe, it was the pipe that possessed me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyket0GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZHvnNqefxeM/s1600-h/SNC00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyket0GI/AAAAAAAAAAk/ZHvnNqefxeM/s400/SNC00052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282214157807898722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed with his smoke...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Think that's a lotta smoke? SEE THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyvarGEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MT0_-AMnzkI/s1600-h/SNC00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyvarGEI/AAAAAAAAAAs/MT0_-AMnzkI/s400/SNC00051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282214160743733314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OWNAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sry ed...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3448173266096225195?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3448173266096225195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3448173266096225195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3448173266096225195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3448173266096225195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/12/arab-street.html' title='arab street'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/SU4xyRPRW8I/AAAAAAAAAAM/RrLtxJa9tJs/s72-c/SNC00034.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-806713511812143853</id><published>2008-12-02T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T01:34:25.520+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tell me a secret'/><title type='text'>bye bye bye bye bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;haven't updated in super long. hols now. instead of publishing more cos i have more time, i'm publishing much less cos i'm super lazy. ARGGHHH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OUR CLASSES WERE SPLIT!!! &lt;/span&gt;WTH lah. i was sent to 2S16. a class full of ppl i dun even know!! well, at least i have 4 ppl with me. eunice, nicholas, john and jiajia. still, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;how are we supposed to be A CLASS, if the fact is we CANNOT break the bonds we shared with our old classes to form new ones with these new ppl?&lt;/span&gt; its IMPOSSIBLE. i hate SR for this. the worst thing is, MR LIM TING IS OUR CT!!! GG-fied. can't run away from submitting his tutorials now. i have to actually DO them!!! omg. this is so un-rohith like...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this post is abt giving thanks and saying goodbye to all the great ppl i've met this yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm gonna miss 1S23 loads. we laughs we had, the moments we shared, EVERYTHING...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm gonna miss the ppl leaving council, too. we shared SOOO much memories together, esp in CTC and ASPIRE...you guys rock truckloads!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm now gonna say my goodbyes... (SRY DAN, I'M COPYING UR STYLE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIRSTLY, those who will be leaving council:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;delaila&lt;/span&gt; - i nvr really got a chance to know you, so my initial opinion of you wasn't exactly good. however, everything changed after our promo results came out..when i saw you working soooo hard in council despite you knowing you'd have to leave at the end of the yr, my respect for you grew tremenduously. KUDOS to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;daryl&lt;/span&gt; - it was seriously great having you around..i remember when me and weixiang kept making fun of you for ur popcorn-ness and stuff..and also the time when both of us were in the blazer room, calling up every single "blazer" maker, only to find out most were florists and stuff...LOL..i've always had a liking for you dude...take care popcorn!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;clifford&lt;/span&gt; - the first time i got close to you is when we were preparing doorgifts for invest, and it was like only the 2 of us were actually working and giving a damn abt the gifts. we also had countless talks on anything and everything, from council to music to religion to sch to EVERYTHING. it's been awesome knowing you and having you arnd. justin was right, you are truly a SAI KANG WARRIOR...ohh, for the record, MONTFORT TOTALLY OWNS ST. GABS!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vivienne &lt;/span&gt;- throughout PAE, i didnt like you AT ALL. after knowing you better, i realised that you're a great person to be with, and i've always had fun with you arnd, simply standing arnd and being the victim of our jokes. heck, i can't even remember the PAE fight anymore. anyway, although i'll never ever say this in ur face and hope you won't read this, i'm super glad to have a friend like you, and i'll really miss you loads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;VALERIE LIM ZHI YOU&lt;/span&gt; - i've known you since PAE, and will rly miss you. council for me was super fun with you arnd; always nagging, bitching, cursing, screaming and laughing ALL THE TIME, making me look forward to every single council meeting. here's wishing you all the VERY best, and i do hope you join sth that makes you happy next yr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;NOW, on to the ppl who changed my life totally...the ppl who made school worth going for, 1S23 '08!! (if you're name isn't here, it means you're in my class next yr!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(PW GRP GOES FIRST!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TOH ZU MEI &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;(you're the first!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - boring lessons were made fun with you arnd, esp with the fact that YOU CAN'T STOP TALKING!! haha. PW was a diff story, though. you were nvr serious within PW lessons, but outside lessons, i know you worked real hard for PW. i remember a few days before our WR was due, we stayed up all night, chionging to complete it and not getting any sleep in the process. will miss PW, and will miss you even more. i do hope i'll see you arnd next yr. take care  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEN YI HUI&lt;/span&gt; - i won't ever forget you. after all, you hold the record for coming late for every single PW meeting!! hahaha. anyways, you helped us draw out all the stuff we needed, and your lame-ness lifted our moods throughout. haha. i was esp touched to know that you planned to go poly super long ago, but stayed on just to help us out in PW. you didnt have to, but you did. thks loads for it  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kenneth su&lt;/span&gt; - hey GP rep!! i'll always remember you for being the one who won the outdoor PE game for us!! WOO!! and you delayed the handing in of GP stuff to mrs wong to help us out a lot.you rock man!! keep in touch, yea?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ervin&lt;/span&gt; - YOU!! PE CHEATER!! hahaha. well, it was fun throwing water at you repeatedly when you were changing for PE. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vinitha, sharan, sugar, sharon&lt;/span&gt; - lumped you all together cos i associate you guys as ONE. shared good laughs with all of you. thanks for everything!! NOTE: vinitha, you'll be remembered for sth only me and eterna know. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;jingyi&lt;/span&gt; - hey treasurer!! i'll always remember you as the one who kept calling me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"stupid maggi mee"&lt;/span&gt;. haha. take care  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ridley&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CORN!!&lt;/span&gt; thats the first thing that comes in my mind when i think of you. you always cheered everyone up with ur random-ness and stuff. oh oh oh oh oh, maths rep for 1 week! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bala&lt;/span&gt; - well, you're bala. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hui ling&lt;/span&gt; - CT rep! haha. will miss you and ur lameness/randomness/coldness/dumbness/retardedness/etc etc loads. hope we'll keep in touch. i'm always here if you need me, and i know you'll be there if i need you  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;qian bi&lt;/span&gt; - FATTY!! will miss you and ur fat jokes loads. now i dun have anyone to call fat anymore!! its gonna be super boring without you arnd. BUT DON'T YOU FORGET, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THE CONTEST IS STILL ON!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;richard&lt;/span&gt; - your smell will NOT be missed. neither will your arrogance. BUT, for what it's worth, you're a nice guy if you take away these stuff. see you arnd  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kelvin&lt;/span&gt; - your retardedness will be missed, esp your one-hand push-ups, your stupid smile, your perverted horny face, your lines "eh, i A Math get A1 ah" and "ehh, i NCC you know" and of course, the tissue paper you used for ur teeth (eterna will remember this very well)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ken&lt;/span&gt; - it was GREAT having you as a classmate. you were one of my closest friends in class, too. i remember our discussion on women, chess club, council, races, vietnam, your weird eating habits, dog meat, cockroaches, RISK!!, and of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;your dearest fucktard chess president.&lt;/span&gt; LOL. your dry humour never failed to entertain. take care dude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and of course, KWA ETERNA SUSANTHA - hey dude!! at first, when i saw you, i thought you were retarded, hanging arnd kelvin and all. but as i got to know you, i discovered you hated kelvin as much as i did!! LOL. we shared lots of stuff in common, like the other ppl we hated and stuff. class was super fun with you arnd, esp with the computer CD drive thing, PUSSYASIAN and all, kill fuck marry, screwing arnd, bitching abt ppl, D******, and all the sex talk, and so much more!! we always ate together and talked abt everything. we were always together. damn gay. haha. but, yea. we screwed arnd all the time. screwed richard, kelvin and D. HAHA. we screwed every single thing possible. all the pranks we played also. the forged receipts and bendable shoes for richard, $5 girl for ken, the teeth SMS, sweets that dropped on the floor and so much more for kelvin, and so so so much more on all other ppl!! oh, and PUSSY JUICE!! HAHAHAHAHA. we really had loads of fun together in class and in ASPIRE, and i know i'll miss you loads, more than anyone else. i know i'll see you again, though...IN HELL!! hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;of course, the person i really wanted to go up with me is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DANIEL ONG!!&lt;/span&gt; ahh, nvm...doesn't make much of a diff anyway, cos we'll still slack and lepak and eat and lepak more ALL THE TIME!! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'll really miss all these ppl. it's been great knowing all of them, and i really wish we could stay together forever. oh well, all good things have to come to an end, and you never know how much you love someone until they're gone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;on a more random note, i'm gonna reveal some stuff here that only the closest of friends know, but now, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;for the first time everrrr, THE WORLD WILL KNOW!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. i'm trying to get rid of my habit of multiple fullstops after every sentence (single fullstops in MOST sentences so far if you noticed)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. i think girls with braces are cute (dun think too much vivienne, you're the exception. LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. i'm currently addicted to emo love songs for some reason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. i've been running 4km everyday so far for 5 days (I WANNA LOSE WEIGHT AND WIN QIANBI!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.  jessica alba is MY DREAM... eh wait, thats not a secret. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;6. i THINK i've fallen for her (ibrahim knows)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-806713511812143853?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/806713511812143853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=806713511812143853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/806713511812143853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/806713511812143853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/12/bye-bye-bye-bye-bye.html' title='bye bye bye bye bye'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3458205934609037500</id><published>2008-11-14T19:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:32:21.307+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='supershag/irritated/disappointed/down'/><title type='text'>hols??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;havingastringofbaddays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PW OP was super super screwed up...i think i'll manage maybe a C at best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;brought my PW grp for lunch on monday to signify the end of PW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;holiday lessons....totally fucked up and super time wastage...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had to submit 4 full-length essays (each with part a and part b, meaning 8 essays in total!!) by today....only submitted 2...i'm super screwed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dun understand a thing abt chem....i'm fucked for A lvl chem next yr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;been staying back in sch the past few days to teach huiling and fatty econs for their retest....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i dun think i'm a good teacher, though  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life is so weird now with only half my class left over...i even miss the weirdos like kelvin and richard...ppl although i'm not exactly close to most of them, i still miss them loads...the class feels so empty now  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i feel like some loner now...eterna was my closest friend, and with him gone, it feels like i'm left with no one =(((&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm closer to the rest now, though....ppl like eunice and bala esp...we're like the singing trio, with nic and ridley...hahahahha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well, thats life...&lt;/span&gt;it goes on, i guess....will still miss the retainees loads, esp ppl like eterna...it was great to have known you for almost a yr, bro...hope we'll stay in touch....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ohh yea....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;because she asked for it,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU ZUMEI, FOR BEING THE FIRST TO GET THE BAG!!!&lt;/span&gt; this is specially dedicated to you!!! hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S., YOU...i dun discriminate you for being a retainee....i nvr will...you're scared we'll all forget you and move on with J2 life, but you dun realize 1 thing...you're one of the closest friends i have, and it pains me to see you in pain...whenever you're sad or irritated or bored or wadever, i'm hurt...you keep saying you're insignificant to me, but the truth is that you're one of the most significant ppl in my life...dun you get it? why is it that i call you at random times, or look for you during breaks? the sad thing is that, although i consider you extremely significant, you consider me as nth, and treat me like nth...it hurts to see it, though i nvr say it...who does, anyway....but sometimes, i ask myself...wads ur problem? i mean, you keep saying you're leaving council and stuff cos you dun have a choice, but you dun even act like you care even a bit for council...even today, when we were trying to plan for the scavenger hunt and were trying to think of games, you didnt even give  a damn...you were sms-ing, and even slept after that....ZERO CONTRIBUTION....i saw the msg you sent the fucker, that said you were bored...you know how fucked up it feels when the head of our committee leaves with a task incomplete, leaving it to 2 ppl (me and kath) to complete, of which 1 isn't even here, and there is so much for me to do BY TONIGHT, only to find out that someone you thought would support you all the way not even giving a damn abt wad you're desperately trying to hold together? well, screw it...not like you're even gonna read this....screw it all...SCREW YOU ALL...i guess i was wrong again, i only have myself to rely on...why did i even think that i have you guys with me, when the truth is that when i needed you guys the most, i was alone? fuck it....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sry if you feel hurt by any means cos of this post, but i'm hurt...dun take wadever i say too harshly, cos i'm super fucking angry, pissed off and betrayed now...hopefully will feel better soon, and delete this fucked up post....fuck&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3458205934609037500?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3458205934609037500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3458205934609037500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3458205934609037500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3458205934609037500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/11/hols.html' title='hols??'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3520509933657083821</id><published>2008-11-04T23:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T01:29:31.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='for my SPECIAL friend'/><title type='text'>special frnd</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;this post is for a SPECIAL friend of mine...she knows who she is  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;yesterday: at first, i thought you, like the rest, forgot abt my bday...well, you did forget, and wished me quite late on...didn't expect you to call though...well, it was nice enough for you to call me, i didnt expect you to do anything else...but shortly after that, i got flooded with msges from the class...it was then that i realised...YOU TOLD THEM TO WISH ME...omg...you really didnt have to, but you did...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today: wasn't expecting anything...it was totally normal all the way...met my grp and urs in the SAC, and it was like normal...nth seemed different....then suddenly, you, zm, qb and nh (all initials, go figure...LOL) gave me a present...a nike gym bag, to replace my puma women's gym bag!! LOL...rly rly didnt have to waste money...but really appreciate it anw (though i suspect it wasn't from the grp of you, but rather only you who went to buy)...thks loads!! one of the nicest stuff i've gotten so far in life  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;also, you gave me the notebook thingy....you said "it's meant for you to cry"...   -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haha....well, i read it when i got home...the first few pages were damn funny...then i read the rest of it...guess wad? you were right...it DID make me tear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;i'm gonna end off with saying, thks so much for being such a great friend...i really hope we move up together, to J2 next yr...i'll be praying  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3520509933657083821?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3520509933657083821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3520509933657083821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3520509933657083821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3520509933657083821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/11/special-frnd.html' title='special frnd'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-8048704123055599648</id><published>2008-11-03T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-04T00:06:50.363+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy birthday to me...'/><title type='text'>happy birthday to me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3/11/2008&lt;/span&gt;...sweet 17? LOL...doesn't exist, but yea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyways, yea...today's my bday...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the feeling's weird? not in a bad way, though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;today was very enlightening...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;birthdays always are...it's when you find out who your real friends are&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;, those&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who actually remember ur bday...glad to say that although it's not a lot, at least i have a few =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;thanks guys who stayed up just to wish me...you made my day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;JUSTIN!!, KHUSBU!!, KELWIN!!, and a few more...msged me right on the dot at midnight...YOU GUYS MADE MY DAY  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;of course, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EUNICE, who was the 1st to msg me....&lt;/span&gt;NUMBER 1!!! though she &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cheated and msged at 11.45...&lt;/span&gt;.hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and of course, 2 SPECIAL idiots, who conferenced with me on the phone...they know who they are...one idiot who keeps insulting me for no reason, and another who KEEPS THINKING I'M INSULTING HER...hahah...thks guys!! you actually bothered calling...didnt think you would...love you guys (NOT in the gay way)   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anyways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PRESENTS!!&lt;/span&gt; got a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; DICOTA laptop bag&lt;/span&gt; from my brother, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;A SAMSUNG OMNIA FROM MY DAD&lt;/span&gt;!!! WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! (btw, you're not getting it, valerie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;also, got some other friends who smsed me later on in the day...some cos they forgot its my birthday, some cos they didnt know from the start and someone else told them, and some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WANTED TO WISH ME AT MIDNIGHT BUT COULDNT STAY UP AT NIGHT AND FELL ASLEEP, ONLY TO REALISE THEY FELL ASLEEP IN THE MORNING!!! LOL!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;*cough* tatloong *cough*&lt;/span&gt; really appreciate it guys, esp the guy who accidentally fell asleep  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;one person spoilt it, though...a person who thinks i owe her sth on my bday...who cant even take a simple joke...retarded...after all the months i helped you despite you not even being in my sch anymore, you still think I betrayed YOU? GET REAL...anyways, my friends overpower that PARASITE, so it's all good!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i'm not expecting any presents from friends, cos it's great enough that they remembered my birthday....thats all i need  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;hmmm....this yr's bday....1 word: WOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-8048704123055599648?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/8048704123055599648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=8048704123055599648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8048704123055599648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8048704123055599648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to me...'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1283062347506723013</id><published>2008-10-12T20:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:33:06.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 day before results!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;blogging after SUPER long....hahah....i think my blog's gonna close soon...AS USUAL....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lemme just wrap up everything that happened after promos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went out quite a lot with old e2 friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;only the few i'm really close to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, actually...like amjad, dan ong, shaoxiong, edmund....we went for a number of reunions...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they're more than friends, actually....they're the best ppl i've ever met...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went out with some other ppl....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;FUCKING PHONE CRASHED....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my e65....was downloading a software update when the phone suddenly went blank....couldnt switch it back on after that....went to the nokia service centre...at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first, they said it'll cost like $60...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not that bad...so i said okay...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then, they called me and said it'll cost $180, cos they need to send it for some crap...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.so i told them fuck off, i dun want it repaired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so i have to pay $30 for rejecting the repair..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.wth....have to pay $30 just for nokia to keep my phone for 1 day...the worst thing abt this whole incident isn't the money...it's the fact that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ALL MY CONTACTS, PHOTOS, VIDEOS, MSGES AND SUCH ARE GONE!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;NOOOOOO!!! FUCK NOKIA...fucking Finnish bastards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got closer to the new ppl with me...drifted away from those i THOUGHT i was close to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i'm happy to say i dun depend on them anymore!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no more MT lessons calling them for entertainment...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and did a lot more stuff...but, lazy type...hahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PW is screwed up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we're like in a standstill...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyways, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;promos was screwed up....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i can pass math and phy, but nth else...i think i'm gonna retain...or wait, maybe i'll go poly...no idea...only time will tell....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;one thing's for sure, i'm not gonna be in 2S23 2009...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);  font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;results coming out tmr!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;die....gonna die so early on...howhowhow??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1283062347506723013?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1283062347506723013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1283062347506723013' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1283062347506723013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1283062347506723013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/10/1-day-before-results.html' title='1 day before results!!'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-2188543748958848717</id><published>2008-09-07T23:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:57:33.491+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;today was supposed to chiong and complete the 1st math lecture book...in the end, spent all my time online...10% of the time doing EoM, 90% watching videos, reading jokes, etc....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;promos in 2 weeks, still yet to start studying....1 word: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;FUCK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WAAAAAAA i just realised i dun wanna fail promos!!! i wanna promote!!! but i can't study!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;SOMEBODY HELP ME!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-2188543748958848717?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/2188543748958848717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=2188543748958848717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2188543748958848717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/2188543748958848717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/09/sunday.html' title='sunday'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7469768589356320933</id><published>2008-09-06T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T19:45:40.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hols week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gonna talk abt the past week....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOLS....why they call it hols if we have sch like almost every day???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, not gonna talk abt sch....too sian....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gonna talk abt wad happened in between breaks in sch...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tuesday:&lt;/span&gt; during the 2.5 hrs break we had till math tutorial started, me, eterna and DANIELONGZHENGYI went to eat...saw daniel...he had CHINESE CONSULTATION...cos he pon 5 hrs of chinese, so had to make up...NOOB...hahahah....then when he was supposed to do his chinese essay, he SNEAKED OUT with us to eat....tsk tsk tsk....hahahah.....went to yoshinoya first...eat some breakfast stuff....was SUPER LITTLE lah....but after we slack a while at yoshi after we ate, somehow became full....well, not ETERNA...he was still hungry....so we went to kobayashi to eat 2nd round...ate some other stuff...already so full, after eating more i just felt like exploding...then we chiong back and go for math....daniel went for gp...math damn boring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;the only interesting that happened during math was that i was SUPER dumb....I STAPLED MY OWNED FINGER!!!!! was stunned for a few seconds then pulled it out....started bleeding like wad...was damn bloody fucking pain...then huiling told mr lim to let me go toilet to wash my hand...i tried to act like some bigshot man and said no, nvr mind...then i realised was bleeding badly, so i decided to go....I'M SUPER DUMB....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wednesday: during the 1 hr break before chem lecture, me and eterna went to macs to have breakfast...after eating that, ETERNA being ETERNA was STILL HUNGRY, so we went to yoshinoya for 2nd round....was also damn bloody full after that, and felt like EXPLODING AGAIN...lagi best: after chem lecture, got 1 hr break...WENT TO EAT AGAIN!!! me, eterna, john, ken, kenneth, eunice, jing yi, qian bi, bala....at the coffeeshop beside sch...after eating, still buy bubble tea and waffle....bloody hell...i think my stomach expanded to 2X its original size....was late for chem tutorial, so kena screamed and shouted at by ms khiew...LOL...after chem, i told eterna that the ppl doing the econs alive presentation SCREWED UP BIG TIME, and the whole thing was link-less, point-less, seimply retarded and CMI....so me and eterna decided to do it BY OURSELVES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SRY BALA, COULDN'T PLAY DAI DI COS OF THIS....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;went to kovan first to da pao stuff in case we got hungry...(WTH, 3RD TIME IN LESS THAN 2 HRS!!!) eterna was like, "maybe we can order pastamania delivery at my place"...so i went to withdraw cash first....then i got the shock of my life....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;i couldn't withdraw...you know why?&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; BANK ACCOUNT BALANCE: $2.68....YES, thats 2 dollars and 68 cents....meaning i blew $2000 in 7 months....i'm damn screwed...i need $2000 to deposit into my account before my account statement comes in december...ANY SPONSORS???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, since i was broke and only had $10 cash, decided to da pao...guess wad?? YOSHINOYA...bought some stuff from yoshinoya, plus the fish thingy from old chang kee...then took a cab to eterna's place...reached at abt 4? the first thing we did was EAT....RETARDED....dunno how many rounds of food with less than 2 hrs in between each round...i think i'm gonna die early...LOL...so anw, after eating, we chiong-ed econs alive...started at abt 4.15, ended at 8.40....RETARDED...did 15 ppl's share of work in one day....chiong-ed like crazy...finally, we completed!!! wad 15 ppl couldn't do in 5 weeks, we did in 5 hrs!!! damn proud of myself...after that, eterna tried to act like some player, so started showing me all the "chicks" from his friendster...LOL....after that, was raining SUPER HEAVY...so chiong-ed to the busstop...he had to go for tuition (AT 9.30 PM....RETARDED TUTOR...), and i had to go home...hahah....SPRINTED LIKE WAD IN THE RAIN FOR THE BUS!!! LOL!!! cos it was like at the traffic light and gonna reach soon, and we were still opposite...so  for 2 mins in the heavy rain...when we boarded, we were totally soaked in water lah...and ppl were looking at us like wad...2 crazy ppl running in the rain, laughing all the way, for the bus...LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURS: had math test and stuff...gonna screw up, cos didnt study...was doing econs alive ytd while those who did nth for econs alive studied...unfair!! ahh, nvm...after that, did econs alive presentation!!! was quite good...quite funny also...i think we did well...hahahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;SATURDAY: hindi sch...just realised that the ppl in my hindi sch class are quite fun after all...screwed arnd with them all the way...the teacher was super pissed with us ah...hahahah...i love hindi sch now!!! OMG i just realised that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;over these few days, just by letting go of a few ppl, i met totally GREAT and AWESOME PPL!!!&lt;/span&gt; why didnt i realise this before...ahh well...WHO KNEW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;gonna end off with saying that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU WANNA SAVE MONEY, OR WANNA LOSE WEIGHT, DUN EVER GO OUT WITH ETERNA!!! &lt;/span&gt;hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROMOS in 15 days....and just realised that i'm the only idiot who hasn't started studying AT ALL...i guess it's too late to start now...ahh well, nvm...i'm just gonna repeat J1 then...gonna go thru anything, INCLUDING REPEATING, with an open and positive mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i still love my emporio armani specs (sry RINA!! hahah)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7469768589356320933?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7469768589356320933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7469768589356320933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7469768589356320933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7469768589356320933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/09/hols-week.html' title='hols week'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-8975141582097873459</id><published>2008-09-01T11:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T13:03:18.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anthem of our dying day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;this post is abt friends...gonna be half emo, half normal....first, the emo part....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCKTHEWORLD....every single day sth comes up to make life screwed up...and the worst thing is, all these problems link back to ppl i trusted, or at least i THOUGHT i trusted them...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck the ppl i thought i could trust even more than myself....they just turned on me when i needed them the most...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck the ppl i thought were close to me...they were just trying to part from me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fuck the ppl i thought would take a bullet for me...they turned out to be the ones who fired the bullet...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUCK THE WORLD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;now, the normal part...the stuff i mentioned above was actually a blessing in disguise...when i drifted away from those i considered to be "true friends", i found better ppl, ppl i nvr knew could be true friends...ppl i doubted all the way....WHO KNEW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ppl like eterna &amp;amp; john, john tang, bala, ken and many many more....this revelation came within a week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;first, me, bala and ken will now always be together during mother tongue and stuff...they were always with me, yet i used to look for "friends" from other classes all the time during mother tongue...WHO KNEW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, eterna....whenever i was looking for ppl to sit with during lessons...whenever i was insecure....he was always there...and guess wad? i'm sitting with him everyday now...WHO KNEW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;also, john &amp;amp; eterna, despite knowing ohsomany more ppl, will always go out AT LEAST once a week after sch with me for bubble tea or dinner...they were always there for me, yet i kept looking for other ppl..."friends"....to go out with everyday...and guess wad? they  kept rejecting me....WHO KNEW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, the 4 of us....me, bala, eterna, ken....whenever i was looking for ppl to chill with, i nvr considered any of the ppl in my class...i kept looking for "friends" from other classes, who couldn't give a damn abt mel...guess wad? the 4 of us went to eat at the coffeeshop outside sch some time last week....after eating, when we were waiting for the rain to stop, we went to the tables at the voiddeck and played like godknowshowmany rounds of dai di....super fun...and the vietnam boy kept losing all the way...then we quickly ran away when we thought some aunty called the police....was seriously seriously super super fun...why did i ever have to look for anyone else, when these guys were with me all the way...WHO KNOW...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and of course, JOHN TANG....this bloody idiot...why was i ever looking for a friend when i had him all the while? he was always there...he ran with me during PE, slacked with me in random classrooms after PE, sat with me in every lecture, gossipped with me in every break and forced me to do chem hw...WHO KNEW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wow....and all this happened within a week? WHO KNEW....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;thank you, GOD, for showing me the meaning of friendship...but then again, all's not lost...there are still ppl i trust till today....perfect example? DANIEL ONG....11 yrs and counting, still trusting...this isn't friendship...this is BROTHERHOOD....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and the mini reunion dinner we organised with some of the e2 guys on friday was worth every minute....met great ppl again....daniel, edmund, shao xiong...miss you guys like crazy...dinner was super fun lah....the retarded pizza hut lady, ICE WATER (HAHAHA), looking at alcohol at cold storage and acting like we're damn big drinkers, and then, cheering for BOB in superbowl....hahahahahahaha....MUST MEET AGAIN SOON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; From up here the city lights burn,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Like a thousand miles of fire.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; And I'm here to sing this Anthem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; Of our Dying Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S. i'm still madly in love with my emporio armani specs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-8975141582097873459?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/8975141582097873459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=8975141582097873459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8975141582097873459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/8975141582097873459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/09/anthem-of-our-dying-day.html' title='anthem of our dying day'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7036773987627336759</id><published>2008-08-22T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T23:50:09.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;HALLO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;blogging after super long&lt;/span&gt;...1 month? same thing happening as during sec 1, then sec 3&amp;amp;4...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gonna end up closing this blog too...&lt;/span&gt;well, i guess it's just a habit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;life so far....&lt;/span&gt;dunno how to describe....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;anything BUT stable&lt;/span&gt;...sometimes it's super high, sometimes it just sucks...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ibrahim's bday...8th aug...&lt;/span&gt;went out in the morning first to get him stuff...then met him in sch and stuff...the same day, in the evening, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;got thanksgiving concert!!! super cool!!! SR teachers rock...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEARTPAIN, spent $60 on his presents...hope he doesnt read this...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;then on ibrahim's bday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i started a very disturbing act that is now coming back to haunt me...BANGKOK!! &lt;/span&gt;i went arnd banging...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;eterna kena the worse...the hardest i ever hit someone, and he was on his knees and hugging his THING for like, 10 mins?&lt;/span&gt; HAHAHA....then everyone took revenge in time and started banging mine...sad...hahahah....must watch my back from now onwards...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;life....haiz...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;sometimes it's rly good, sometimes it sucks...&lt;/span&gt;ppl betraying again, ppl leaving me out again, ppl running away from work, ppl talking to ppl they shouldn't be talking to...super irritating, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i've been getting mood swings...dunno wads wrong with me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OHHH AND TODAY....i broke my specs in the morning!! &lt;/span&gt;trying to bend it into shape, then just broke the specs through the centre...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$300 transitions lenses gone  =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT THEN, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when sch ended, i told my dad and mom...kena like wad...say i dun appreciate money, etc...and they said i'm gonna get just plain, simple specs...&lt;/span&gt;but when we went to the specs shop, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i bought new specs....&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;EMPORIO ARMANI&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; OMG i nvr thought that in my whole life, i'd ever own &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EMPORIO ARMANI!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; SUPER COOL!!! BUT it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;was $400 plus lah...my dad was reluctant and stuff, but he gave in....i'm a spoilt kid...  =(  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kinda feeling guilty, but stilll.....SUPER COOL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW HOT EMPORIO ARMANI SPECS!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7036773987627336759?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7036773987627336759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7036773987627336759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7036773987627336759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7036773987627336759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/08/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-5998946316481174843</id><published>2008-07-23T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:07:13.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12km</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HALLO!! wanna start off by wishing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MR FAT A VERY VERY VERY HAPPY 17TH BDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt; hope ur day goes awesome...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, wanna talk abt sth BIG...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WiLL Run trial run!!!!&lt;/span&gt; was today at abt 4.30...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;wanted to try running 13km in 90 mins, but only could do 12....haiz...so CLOSE, yet so FAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;anw, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;even though i performed below wad i was aiming for, i'm still super happy, cos i did sth i never thought i could...&lt;/span&gt;honestly, i&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;f i was in sec 4 now and someone asks me to run 10km, i'd say that guy is retarded...&lt;/span&gt;but today, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I RAN 12 NON-STOP!!!&lt;/span&gt; WOOO!!! yeapp, the key word here is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;non-stop...i was running at a constant, stable pace non-stop (didnt stop to walk)...&lt;/span&gt;so, yea...glad i know how to pace myself to run without walking...woo!! then again, i can't take full credit for this...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;today, i wanna thank the ppl who made this possible....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; huiling, for cheering me on even though i was super slow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; 20th SC helpers, especially rina, fanglin &amp;amp; shawn, who pushed me not to give up, and fanglin saying "don't you dare stop!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; elisha, for motivating me on, and telling me to never stop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/span&gt;sharifu, who kept telling me to go on whenever i completed 1 round, and telling me to run another round even though there was only 3 mins left, and i DID, thanks to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; jingyi and eunice, for being the reason for me to push on, because whenever i passed you, i'd say you guys are slow and continue running with the mindset that the 3 of us are playing a game, and whenever you guys caught up and passed me, you'd say that i was slow, and that made me press on to overtake you once again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; wei xiang, who kept making me press on even though you, too, were totally dying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU &lt;/span&gt;daron chua, who actually bothered saying i was doing well just cos you knew i was growing weak and needed an extra push&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; ibrahim, for telling me that me completing 12km is "quite good" when i was super sad i didnt manage to do 13&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; thomas, for your constant encouragement when i was running, and for starting to cheer me on when i sprinted to finish my last round despite the fact that you too were running&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; john &amp;amp; eterna, who pushed me to continue running even though i was super shag and threatening me that if i didnt press on, you'd "TUNE MY RADIO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANK YOU&lt;/span&gt; all the runners who kept telling me i could do it and i was almost there, trying to motivate me even though you guys were in pain and struggling to run yourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and most importantly, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THANK YOU mr. yong&lt;/span&gt;, for you were my main motivation and inspiration...&lt;/span&gt;you have always pushed me on, and this resulted in me coming out stronger...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;whenever we run a few km during PE and i feel like dying, you run past me and say "well done, rohith!", and these 3 words make me press on..&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;when i finally complete the run, you mention my name in front of the whole PE class, saying "this is an example of willpower and strength" because i ran all the way non-stop despite my SIZE HANDICAP...&lt;/span&gt;the biggest thing is that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you say this even despite the fact that you run much more than me every single day, clocking 30-40km a day...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is what i call strength and humility...also, whenever you commend me in front of the whole class after running, a line you'd always use is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"i remember rohith during PAE...he couldn't even survive running 2 rounds around the track without stopping...now, he's running 6km non-stop!!"&lt;/span&gt; and said that this was due to my will-power...you know what? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MY WILLPOWER...&lt;/span&gt;i do it cos of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU are my inspiration, YOU are my motivation, and whenever i feel like giving up, YOU are what makes me strive on...&lt;/span&gt;mr yong, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU are indeed a hero, MY HERO, and if i dare say, MY GUARDIAN ANGEL...&lt;/span&gt;nobody knows this, but i shall tell the world today...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;in april or may, when i really felt like going to poly cos i gave up on jc already, &lt;/span&gt;we had PE and after our run, when &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you once again commended me and also talked to me alone on how YOU KNEW I COULD DO IT, it was there and then that i made up my mind that i'd stick to jc....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE THE ONLY REASON WHY I'M STILL IN JC, MR YONG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;"&gt;so yet again, mr yong, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I THANK YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-5998946316481174843?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/5998946316481174843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=5998946316481174843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5998946316481174843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/5998946316481174843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/07/12km.html' title='12km'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-6174344396321801259</id><published>2008-07-19T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T19:47:18.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WONDERWALL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HALLO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;GOD knows why i'm happy....it's like, i've  been down the whole week, and suddenly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;since last night, i've been happy....&lt;/span&gt;a bit random...i think i'm going mad...hahahahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lets see how life's been....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;sch's been OKAY, i guess....nth much happened, except that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i know A BIT of math now (for the 1st time!!!) and i STILL dun get a thing abt chem...&lt;/span&gt;the new econs teacher is quite strict...guess i'll have to start doing econs homework now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;PW has been.....good? i dunno wad happened, but yea...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PW is MUCH better than before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, and i can safely say i'm happily involved in it...   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YESTERDAY!!!&lt;/span&gt; the thing that made me super happy....helped out for parent's night...was posted at the concourse for reception....and john (cetus captain) was the usher helping us....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;so screwed arnd with john...super fun!!&lt;/span&gt; hahaha....then the ppl doing reception with me were also fun....cant remember all their names, but yea....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and MY PARTNER KEPT BULLYING ME!!! HER NAME IS &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NAOMI TAY&lt;/span&gt;, HUNT HER DOWN!!!! BULLY!!!&lt;/span&gt; hahahahahah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;then once the parents stopped coming, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we started passing arnd the buns meant for them, and started eating them....&lt;/span&gt;i video-ed A CERTAIN one of the helpers eating the buns....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EATING WHILE ON DUTY....TSK TSK TSK....&lt;/span&gt;i'll consider uploading the video...hahahah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;parent's night was awesome lah....&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;met GREAT ppl, ppl who i expected to be a bit, err, unfriendly? but turned out to be ANYTHING BUT UNFRIENDLY!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the best ppl i've ever met in sr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss them loads...hopefully, we'll still come across each other in sch...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU GUYS ROCK!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;esp a certain SOMEONE...    =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;you're my WONDER WALL   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-6174344396321801259?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/6174344396321801259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=6174344396321801259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6174344396321801259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/6174344396321801259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/07/wonderwall.html' title='WONDERWALL'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-489546305573838564</id><published>2008-07-14T21:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:33:47.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>just when i thought things were getting better, life just got worse...haiz...why do i even bother trying...i'll nvr get it right...why am i even here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just wanna cry it all out, but the tears just aren't coming...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-489546305573838564?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/489546305573838564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=489546305573838564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/489546305573838564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/489546305573838564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/07/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1001926127352234913</id><published>2008-07-10T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T13:30:52.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAILURE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;life sucks....it seriously seriously does....all the bullshit coming on at the same time....PW, mid yr results, council stuff and the endless number of stuff thats killing me softly....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;first, PW...i'm rly trying my best to keep up with PW, but the biggest problem is that our gpp was done during camp aspire, so i didnt contribute at all...BUT i did the bloody survey qns all by myself...yet, that day i saw my whole pw grp talking....it's obvious they wanna file an IR against me cos they think i'm slacking, especially as the grp leader....i just wish they understood the situation, and realise that i slept for like 1 hr on monday just cos i was doing their share of the survey qns...it's rly hurting to know that you're own grp not only does not recognise your contribution but also goes against you....I'VE FAILED AS A LEADER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next, results....i got 33 pts overall, including the class tests and stuff ah....i'm happy with that, but my parents aren't...they have full rights to not be happy with it...after all, they've supported me throughout life, they've done so much for me, they've sacrificed MOST of their money and TIME mainly on me, and what do i give them in return? screwed up results that won't even get me promoted...it's as though i've wasted the 17 yrs they spent bringing me up thru 1 single stupid mistake, of choosing not to study....they dun say anything to me ah, but thats cos they know i'm under a lotta stress and pressure already, and saying anything will just make it worse....but by keeping quiet, they're just hurting themselves...it's like i totally let them down, and yet again i feel like a burden on them...I'VE FAILED AS A SON....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;council...needed to submit doorgifts for inspection on wednesday....its friday tmr, and we havent even completed half of it...to make things worse, some of my comm. members are making my life even more miserable ah.....1 can't be bothered at all and makes up stupid excuses to get away with coming on time or doing any form of work, 1 actually does wanna do work but comes late, expects to go off early and complains all the time abt how the sessions i call for are just a waste of time when she has to do some other stuff, 1 keeps on saying that we dun have to meet up to do it and he'll do it all at home, only ending up not doing anything at all and having us meet up the very next day to finish wad he said he'll do, only to repeat it the very next day...and the weakest link in the grp, ME....i suck at art and can't do anything, cos i'm scared i'll screw it up, thats why i cant contribute much to the project...so who am i to tell them to do stuff when even i can't do it??? I'VE FAILED AS AN ORGANISER....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;also in council, 2 particular close friends of mine (they know who they are) are quitting, and i'm trying my best to convince them not to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; quit...i dun think it's rly working, and i dun think they even know i dun want them to leave...I'VE FAILED AS A FRIEND....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and more stuff happened too....stuff i rly dun wanna talk abt....and a certain issue that only 2 ppl know abt....but it all roots down to 1 thing: I'M A FAILURE AS A LEADER, FAILURE AS A FRIEND, FAILURE AS A PERSON, AND MY LIFE'S JUST A FAILURE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've been trying rly hard to mask and hide my sorrow, by putting on fake smiles and laughing, just trying to act normal....i've managed to fool everyone, EXCEPT MYSELF....why can't my mind be as gullible as everyone else, and forget abt this stupid feeling within myself???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dun wanna be in jc no more, i dun wanna go poly, i dun wanna be anywhere, I JUST DUN WANNA LIVE....life sucks...it's too much for me....it's killing me slowly and painfully....i wanna end off by saying thank you to my family and friends for all they've done for me, and sorry for all the times i hurt you all, be it intentionally or unintentionally...the reason why i'm doing this now is cos for all that matters, this may be my last night, and god knows whether i'll wake up to see tmr....anyway, the world's much better off without me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1001926127352234913?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1001926127352234913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1001926127352234913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1001926127352234913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1001926127352234913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/07/failure.html' title='FAILURE'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1421334535739942160</id><published>2008-07-03T18:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T18:53:38.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MID YR RESULTS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MYE RESULTS SO FAR:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATH - S&lt;/span&gt;   (super surprising!!! expected to get like 15%!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CHEM - U &lt;/span&gt;  (expected lah...knew i'd screw up...23%....lowest in the whole 21st)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PHY -  B&lt;/span&gt; (OMG OMG OMG!!! but kinda expected it ah...the paper was super easy....easier than sec 4 phy...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;results normal so far ah...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;expected to screw up&lt;/span&gt;...in the end, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DID screw up&lt;/span&gt;...i'll say it again, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i'm the one who didn't study, so i only blame MYSELF, no one else...&lt;/span&gt;very very happy abt phy though....it rly got me thinking....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;would it have been better off if i had taken h2 phy instead of h1&lt;/span&gt;, since i'm quite okay at it? no idea, only GOD knows...anyway, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;it's too late to look back...the only direction now is FORWARD!! WOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ytd was tat loong's bday!!&lt;/span&gt; so the day before ytd, tuesday, me, daniel, yong koon, thomas and tat loong went to heartland to eat...ate NYNY...lots of GOOD food...hahah...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AND I GOT THE NEW YORKER CARD!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WOO!!! after eating, yong koon, thomas and tat loong left...then me and daniel went to look for a present....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bought this HUGE card and HUGE heart that read "100% yours" !!&lt;/span&gt; SUPER gay, but that was the point...hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;so on his bday ytd (wed), we gave him his card and present...he was super shocked ah...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and the point of the stuff was so that he couldn't put it in his locker, but the idiot forced it in...GRRR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;today...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SUPER HAPPY!! &lt;/span&gt;only cos of PE!!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;we ran 10 rounds&lt;/span&gt;, ie. 4 km...didnt stop to walk at all...and ran at a considerably okay pace, cos i was running in front of the fastest girl of another PE grp &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(my motivation was that if i fell behind that girl, i'd have no face...hahah)&lt;/span&gt;...so, yea...and then took height&amp;amp; weight....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOST 4KG!!! &lt;/span&gt;WOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;class outing on monday at sentosa...dunno whether to go or not, cos the ppl are just gonna be with their cliques, and not as a class...haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-weight: bold;"&gt;and btw, CONGRATS EDMUND!!! BLOODY IDIOT 86%!!! hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1421334535739942160?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1421334535739942160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1421334535739942160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1421334535739942160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1421334535739942160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/07/mid-yr-results.html' title='MID YR RESULTS'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-3370368507682150249</id><published>2008-06-29T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-29T19:48:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;haven't blogged in 1 week plus....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i think the same thing that happened with my older blogs is happening again....&lt;/span&gt;TOO LAZY TO MAINTAIN....ahh nvm...lemme try while i still can...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MID YRS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;DAY 1: GP and econs....GP was okay....can pass....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;econs was super easy, BUT NO TIME COMPLETE THE PAPER!!! &lt;/span&gt;DRQ i lost 8 marks out of 20, cos i didnt do the last qn and half of the 2nd last qn....and essay, when i was writing intro for essay qn 1(b), they say put ur pens down!!! die lah....as good as saying all 15 marks gone for that qn....so total i lost abt 23 out of 45 marks for econs...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the only way i can pass is if i get full marks!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 2: MATH!! bloody paper....i dun understand anything...i attempted like, 3-4 qns? the best thing is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;even if i get full marks, I'LL STILL GET  U GRADE (34% if full marks)&lt;/span&gt;....to make things worse, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ETERNA CAN SAY THE PAPER DAMN EASY!!! bloody eterna...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 3: CHEM....OMG OMG OMG....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;when i was doing the mcq i was like "omg, the paper's super easy!! can pass!!"...when i reached the structured qns, i was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KANINABUCHAOCHEEBYEWHATTHEFUCK&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;i stone at the 1st qn for 40 mins....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WTF??? WHERE GOT LINK BETWEEN VOLUME OF LIQUID AND MOL??? &lt;/span&gt;talk cock for the 1st qn...then qn 2-6, i saw the qns and just gave up....no time anyway...so that means &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;if i were to get full marks for the qns i attempted, i'd get 28%....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAY 4:&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; PHYSICS, LAST PAPER!! SUPER EASY LAH!!! THE ONLY THING I CAN PASS!!!&lt;/span&gt; if only the rest were like this...haiz....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ohh and they announced the ppl who got into exco!! &lt;/span&gt;not the posts, just the ppl...quite happy with them ah....very happy for ibrahim that he got in...actually, it's kinda expected ah...he would obviously get in....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ytd (saturday), hindi class...i pon...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT MY TEACHER SAW ME PON-ING!! &lt;/span&gt;was super scared that she'd call my parents....luckily she didn't....then called ibrahim...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EH WAIT, HE CALLED ME, COS HE GOT NO FRIENDS&lt;/span&gt;....hahahhaha....talked for a few hrs till my phone batt died...then sneaked into the carpark right on the dot, at dismissal time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt; and my dad picked me up....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not bad seh, i got skill&lt;/span&gt;...hahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1S23 PAE REUNION!!!&lt;/span&gt; a lotta ppl nvr come ah...but still got abt 8 of us...HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;...super fun....go swensens for dinner....screw arnd like hell....lepak after that...screw arnd even more....did lots of stuff...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1S23 PAE OWNS!!! &lt;/span&gt;love them loads...miss them like hell ah, we were the closest of frens, we were the funnest ppl arnd...now we're all split up...nvm, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUR LEGACY LIVES ON!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;, soccer in the morning...i thought it wld be diff from before, with more ppl coming...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT, nth's changed...still the same screwed up attitude,&lt;/span&gt; with only 5 ppl coming...which was the main reason i closed the club down ah....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;god knows why i reopened it and THOUGHT ppl would change....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;after that, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WENT SHOPPING!!!&lt;/span&gt; bought this super hot leather shoes!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ROCKPORT!!! &lt;/span&gt;i didnt think my parents would let me buy rockport shoes, cos of the price...b&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ut this one just rocked too much!!&lt;/span&gt; and it was $175 ah...don't regret buying it at all   =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;MID YRS....i have no one to blame but myself....i'm the one who didn't study despite having the chance to, i'm the one who slacked while ppl were mugging....i'm to blame....it's my own fault...jc's just not for me....my mom hinted that i could go poly, but dunno if she means it...if i go, i'll be letting a lotta ppl down...i'll be disappointing all my frens, seniors, teachers, family...i'll hugely disappoint my parents, but most of all, I'LL BE LETTING DOWN MYSELF....rly dunno wad to do now...haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-3370368507682150249?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/3370368507682150249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=3370368507682150249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3370368507682150249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/3370368507682150249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/06/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-7131874100389210104</id><published>2008-06-21T17:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T17:51:22.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;today so far....at home....woke up at abt 12....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to STUDY again&lt;/span&gt;...hahahha.....ended up staying in my room playing some retarded game on the phone IBRAHIM found...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;mid yrs in 1 day plus....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;still havent studied yet....&lt;/span&gt;i'm rly damn damn dead....i think i'm rly gonna end up in poly, judging by the way things have been going...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TP OCTOBER INTAKE!!!&lt;/span&gt; just hope my parents let me....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;gonna go out for SHOPPING! and dinner soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;can't help but feel a bit scared abt mid yrs....i don't get it...i didnt study at all so far and havent felt guilty, so how come i suddenly feel scared? &lt;/span&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; i told myself i'm going october intake all the while, so why do i still feel worried?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; life is weird...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;and RINA, WHEN I PS YOU?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-7131874100389210104?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/7131874100389210104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=7131874100389210104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7131874100389210104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/7131874100389210104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/06/damnit.html' title='damnit'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2553265012144418351.post-1936282502412036130</id><published>2008-06-21T03:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T03:33:28.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st post!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;hallo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;blogging again after 2 yrs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; told myself i wouldn't blog again, but sth just made me start...dunno why...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ahhh anyway, not gonna talk abt the past, just gonna limit it to TODAY (meaning, 20th june) !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;went out with ibrahim &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;EDMUNDZEEXIANG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; for lunch plus studying...saw edmund after dunno how many months!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;went to montfort macs first for lunch...halfway thru lunch, i said my phone got a lotta problems, then ibrahim randomly pass me this phone his brother found, so now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i'm using a FOUND PHONE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt; supposed to be feeling guilty, but dunno why i damn happy...hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;after lunch, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;we SUDDENLY decided we wanted to study&lt;/span&gt;...so went to hougang mall library...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;started reading some books first, planned to study later...by the time we stopped reading, it was 4 plus...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ibrahim was hungry&lt;/span&gt;, so we went KFC to eat...after eating, we were supposed to attempt to study AGAIN, but once again, we didn't...so instead, we went to look for a void deck to study under (be mats for 1 day)...first we found one directly opposite hougang mall and were slacking for a while, then suddenly one old lady sat beside us...was damn scary, like we step into her territory..so we run away...go find new void deck...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;search for new place for damn long...go all the way to punggol cc to look for benches to study somemore...punggol cc dun even have any bench....dunno wad kind of stupid cc....so in the end we found another void deck! woo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;by the time we reach there, it was 8 plus...we took out all our stuff to study, but in the end ended up talking and slacking all the way till 9 plus...so in the end nvr study...hahaha....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;supposed to study, end up lepak-ing...reminds me of 4e2!!!! WOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;omg....mid yrs in 2 days, haven't do anything except partial fractions yet!! AHH!!! DIE!!! ahh nvm, going poly!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;DANIEL ONG ZHENGYI DON'T FORGET THAT YOU'RE GOING TP WITH ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;anyway, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;met ed after damn long&lt;/span&gt;...was super fun with him today, just like all the times we went out in sec 3 &amp;amp; 4...those were the days...now that he's gone, life seems totally boring...haiz....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;miss him and the good old e2 days....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(this paragraph seems very very gay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ohh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THANKS VALERIE&lt;/span&gt; for staying up to help me choose blogskins!! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;good job, dodo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;thats all i guess...just hope this blog lasts longer than my old one...old one lasted 1.5 yrs, got tired of blogging, stopped posting in sec 3, eventually closed it down in sec 4 after no new posts in 3 months...hopefully the same thing doesn't happen here...gd luck blog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2553265012144418351-1936282502412036130?l=theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/feeds/1936282502412036130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2553265012144418351&amp;postID=1936282502412036130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1936282502412036130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2553265012144418351/posts/default/1936282502412036130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theloveyouneverknew.blogspot.com/2008/06/1st-post1.html' title='1st post!!'/><author><name>rohith</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01708551754821689824</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2wvImxmalVM/TUNwiOPPQzI/AAAAAAAAAFs/_1rSs671g8E/s220/unrequited.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
