<?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-7250710113335333784</id><updated>2011-08-02T13:58:27.932-07:00</updated><category term='I&apos;m a happy man'/><category term='Stay happy always..'/><title type='text'>This Marks A New Chapter</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' 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match.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8025091986740461089?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8025091986740461089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2011/02/dam-tired-after-todays-friendly-match.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8025091986740461089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8025091986740461089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2011/02/dam-tired-after-todays-friendly-match.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-79626448996006186</id><published>2011-02-06T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T10:22:12.997-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly feel like blogging here. Read my previous post. Wow oh wow. I have changed alot. Reading up all my emotional times. Well, somethings are worth remembering and somethings are not. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If any of you still come by this blog. Do tag. I want to know you people out there. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-79626448996006186?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/79626448996006186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2011/02/suddenly-feel-like-blogging-here.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/79626448996006186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/79626448996006186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2011/02/suddenly-feel-like-blogging-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6322711117047209603</id><published>2010-07-18T07:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-18T07:39:15.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BYE.</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving here. To a better place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6322711117047209603?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6322711117047209603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/07/bye.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6322711117047209603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6322711117047209603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/07/bye.html' title='BYE.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6548475495855337172</id><published>2010-07-09T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:24:14.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>To the two of you, not gonna put down names. You know who you are.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like not caring, but i know i could not. I could not tell you face to face. So i ended up here.&lt;br /&gt;This is not something I am emotional about, this is people whom i care about. I really do. I really do feel for you guys. And i hope you both don't think that I just typing it for show. Don't mind me being harsh on words, because i don't see you really working hard to achieve what you want. And i hope what you want is not to enter a mere polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been really bad for both of you, but i do not see why both of you are taking it at the expense on your academics. Yes, i may not know how you feel. But i can i feel that someone who is important to me is hurt. You guys know that it is a crucial year for both of you. Chances does not always come twice you know. Better not regret when the results comes out. Yes, i am taunting you, But i think i better do so before anyone ends up crying over spilt milk again. You might hate me for making all these comments, I dont care. I just hope that you two do well for it. Study really sucks i know... But i pushing hard for just a mere space in my cca now, whenever i train, i think of alot of people, both of you are included too. I regretted not pushing to my limits when i was with you all. I really do. I dont want to miss this second chance to display myself in a competition. To display to you guys how much I've grown. You guys should know that not much time is left. Cherish your time well. You can enjoy as much as you want after the exams. But never forget the feeling when you knew how many points you get for O level last year, thinking where would you be ended up at. Never start slacking off even it's the last paper. Everytime before going out for some socialising events, think about how well do you want to do. It's easy to fail, it's hard to achieve. Hardwork is not just okay i do this and yes i feel it's enough. Hardwork is not determine by oneself, instead by others who has see how much you had put in. I will continue to push hard, but i hope that i am not pushing alone. I am pushing with all of you guys. Pushing together, yet towards different directions, we strive for a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you will change your thinking and hopefully get what you wish for. Not just you yourself are facing it alone. I do not know about the rest, but I'm here, your parents are too. Make the best out of the leftover time. Still, reminder, at this rate nobody getting anywhere ahead to where they want to ended up at.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6548475495855337172?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6548475495855337172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-two-of-you-not-gonna-put-down-names.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6548475495855337172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6548475495855337172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/07/to-two-of-you-not-gonna-put-down-names.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7658763685309131171</id><published>2010-06-30T08:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T08:08:02.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tell me, who's around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7658763685309131171?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7658763685309131171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/tell-me-whos-around.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7658763685309131171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7658763685309131171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/tell-me-whos-around.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-381657632639363265</id><published>2010-06-24T11:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:03:49.362-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So much so that my thinking has changed.&lt;br /&gt;Even my passion too.&lt;br /&gt;Train hard. Paddle hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-381657632639363265?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/381657632639363265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-so-that-my-thinking-has-changed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/381657632639363265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/381657632639363265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-so-that-my-thinking-has-changed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4991911360846278342</id><published>2010-06-14T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T08:11:58.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotten back the passion for my Cca already.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd and today went for water training at kallang.. The correct strokes for canoeing is like dam dam hard la.. And get myself burn until so red now. But it's fun.&lt;br /&gt;Ytd, went for water training, then gym and then basketball. Today water training then basketball. Tml land training :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye. see you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4991911360846278342?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4991911360846278342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/gotten-back-passion-for-my-cca-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4991911360846278342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4991911360846278342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/gotten-back-passion-for-my-cca-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6634560700092499794</id><published>2010-06-07T11:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:10:35.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My birthday was awesome. How about yours :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6634560700092499794?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6634560700092499794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-birthday-was-awesome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6634560700092499794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6634560700092499794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-birthday-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4325788545657718635</id><published>2010-05-29T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:05:00.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to town today. Dammit, wanted to get my everlast shoe lo.. They said it's a very old model, don't have liao. WTF. Sian, nvm. Go town and walk walk. Gotten four T-shirts. YAY! More, because i keep on wearing to school the same old ones. Later people think i don't have clothes. Strangely, i don't wear my old clothes to school. I feel very awkward. Hmm. Like dam weird leh. Machaim home liddat. Hmm. Nvm. After getting those T-shirts, wanted to find that shoe from other outlet liao. Then end up. Ai ya , nevermind i go get the same pair, just that different colour from jurong point. Reach there, see see. Asked, and they said, "Oh, This Pair ar, no more Size 8 or 9 liao." Immediately sian lo. Aiyo, intended to wear this shoe to tomorrow wedding lo. Oh wait, yes, I am going to attend my cousin's wedding tommorrow. YAY.. HAHA. Get to eat good food. Although they aren't really close to me. I suppose this is my first time seeing a wedding live. I think so...&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Wait, Shit. I still dont have the shoes. AHHH. Sian. Guess i have to wear other alternatives liao lo. My white leather shoes. Sian Sian. Why don't have. At least I'm quite satisfied with my T-shirts.&lt;br /&gt;Don't think Great Singapore Sale is ending so soon right. So , Soon enough, i will be back for more shopping. Dam, I getting more and more girlish. Keep on thinking of shopping. Faints~ I'm straight okay. 100% guy.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for money to come to spend more :) Lucky i still have reserved $1000 in my bank. HAHA. That money is like my past holiday work earn or earn from awards de. HAHA. Dam shiok la. Plus, i haven touch my savings leh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, it's about time to start my revision soon enough. 7 more days or else i will screw myself inside out. Guess i got to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Nu&lt;/strong&gt; dam &lt;strong&gt;DA PAI ONE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Do tag.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4325788545657718635?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4325788545657718635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-to-town-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4325788545657718635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4325788545657718635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/went-to-town-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7486538399959397621</id><published>2010-05-28T12:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T12:42:35.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Time</title><content type='html'>These two days, i've been sleeping at 5am. Now 3.34 already, cant find anything to do , so i have decided to come and blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks man, haven recovered from my illness. Don't like (N)&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, Mid Semester is coming really soon. Yet i haven started touching on everything.. Everyday just socialise and relax. Maybe it's really time to get cracking.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, i want to go canoe training, but being sick really sucks man. I have shrunk in size already. Due to not working out for a week. I wonder how long these goes... Can't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting back in track, during my free times, besides socialising, i do reflect on myself also. Hmm. I've realised i have changed. My perception, my views on people, how i cherish people. I want to talk to you, you and all of you. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye Guys.&lt;br /&gt;And oh yah, before i leave. Remember to tag. Whoever you are please Tag :)&lt;br /&gt;Bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7486538399959397621?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7486538399959397621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7486538399959397621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7486538399959397621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/free-time.html' title='Free Time'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-984019630807004661</id><published>2010-05-24T07:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T07:58:25.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What's up..</title><content type='html'>Gotten my hair cut.. Now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-984019630807004661?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/984019630807004661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/984019630807004661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/984019630807004661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/whats-up.html' title='What&apos;s up..'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6630330658479836344</id><published>2010-05-22T23:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T23:37:50.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It really sucks being sick :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6630330658479836344?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6630330658479836344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-really-sucks-being-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6630330658479836344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6630330658479836344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-really-sucks-being-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-762824438867918974</id><published>2010-05-21T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T07:56:16.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fallen sick.. Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How should i cut my hair?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-762824438867918974?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/762824438867918974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/fallen-sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/762824438867918974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/762824438867918974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/fallen-sick.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2294141894283560849</id><published>2010-05-19T09:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T09:49:30.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Time to have some heart to heart talk or long chats soon? It's nice u know. Dont you feel it bros?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And happy bday to my brother, Dave Tan.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2294141894283560849?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2294141894283560849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-to-have-some-heart-to-heart-talk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2294141894283560849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2294141894283560849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-to-have-some-heart-to-heart-talk.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5899015806259703121</id><published>2010-05-18T08:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T08:44:59.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Endurance.&lt;br /&gt;I still lack of that.. Training oh training, gets tougher every session.&lt;br /&gt;AHH.. Shall work hard and not give up.. Because when the going gets tough, the tough gets going. (Or the other way round, whatever).&lt;br /&gt;This is only the beginning. Giving up / Quitting is worst than being a pussy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endure , Mr Ken, paradise awaits you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5899015806259703121?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5899015806259703121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/endurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5899015806259703121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5899015806259703121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/endurance.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-1734985226837267617</id><published>2010-05-16T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:03:00.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Back from camp..&lt;br /&gt;This camp is quite fun. Tried out the canoe polo and canoe sprint boats. Canoe sprint boats dam hard to control lo.. Seniors says it takes time to learn.. then i capsize 3 times. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i begin to like this sports more and more already.&lt;br /&gt;You can see that the seniors are very bond. Even they come from different parts from the school,  they have the all for one attitude. Hmm... That's what you expect from the champion team. Fyi, Singapore National team players 90% comes from Singapore Polytechnic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to train hard soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. to all my readers, there is a new urban male promotion going on.. It ends 23 may i think. So u have one week more to get anything there. The promotion is like get 2 pieces and enjoy 50% of the total price i think. Hmmm, u can go to the new urban male website to check la. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-1734985226837267617?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/1734985226837267617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-from-camp.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1734985226837267617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1734985226837267617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/back-from-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4501492173600648221</id><published>2010-05-13T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T19:17:37.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A test of endurance.&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever fall back.&lt;br /&gt;Because, the journey of a champion just begin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4501492173600648221?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4501492173600648221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/test-of-endurance.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4501492173600648221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4501492173600648221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/05/test-of-endurance.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8832751555270412141</id><published>2010-04-19T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T04:39:11.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1st day of the academic semester. Still not bad. Just hope that the new subjects doesn't make me freak out, or dislike them :)&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, tml compo writing. Wtf...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8832751555270412141?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8832751555270412141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/1st-day-of-academic-semester.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8832751555270412141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8832751555270412141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/1st-day-of-academic-semester.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4288452110103108178</id><published>2010-04-15T03:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T03:42:11.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's different.</title><content type='html'>Yes, life now is different, way different. My schedule now is nothing but tight , tight , tight!&lt;br /&gt;Time is not enough because you have to either give up on slacks or sleeps. This marks a new beginning, a new chapter... ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4288452110103108178?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4288452110103108178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifes-different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4288452110103108178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4288452110103108178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifes-different.html' title='Life&apos;s different.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2692224697200945460</id><published>2010-04-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T08:05:28.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Orientation was okay.. Made some new friends by my usual stun.. Yes, that is disturbing.. Hmm... I wonder if they think that i'm a joker.. Tomorrow amazing race.. Will die..&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2692224697200945460?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2692224697200945460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/orientation-was-okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2692224697200945460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2692224697200945460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/orientation-was-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4278511621782029258</id><published>2010-04-11T04:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T04:12:03.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow marks the start of my polytechnic life... Hmm... Interesting..&lt;br /&gt;I do not know anyone yet... Hope people are friendly enough....&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i'm afraid, hor buddy :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4278511621782029258?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4278511621782029258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-marks-start-of-my-polytechnic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4278511621782029258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4278511621782029258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/tomorrow-marks-start-of-my-polytechnic.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7291094132341066480</id><published>2010-04-06T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T11:57:13.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went shopping today, bought a couple of things.. I'm happy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7291094132341066480?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7291094132341066480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/went-shopping-today-bought-couple-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7291094132341066480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7291094132341066480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/went-shopping-today-bought-couple-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7419125700445792083</id><published>2010-04-03T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T13:56:22.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>During last year april,  i remember that i was studying way hard for my O levels. And memories came back where i kept nagging about the fact that time was running out at that moment of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adding on to last april, i still remember how we hang out in school.. Hang out outside.. Last april, most of us thought that, we still could hang out together even though we might end up elsewhere..&lt;br /&gt;But the very fact is that we are too cropped up by our own activities. I still remember even though most of us don't like that thing/food/activity, we would still go for it just to accompany the rest. But what now? Answers : "No." "Not free." "Eh that activity i dont like. Nvm la, i dont go.. you all enjoy". What about me now? Junzhi says "EAT PASTAMANIA." Ken replied " DONT WANT LA"&lt;br /&gt;End up Jun zhi will always win with psyco-ing Ken with whatever jun zhi likes. However Ken still accompany. What about the rest.. Think about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, whether now if you are in any problems like emotionally/academically... you know, i always be here.&lt;br /&gt;You know, when i posting, the tears just wouldn't stop. Hmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's continue.. Recent events have made me pondering alot of thing when i was alone. And seriously, i was alone.. Wandering around..  One question has always came out of my mind when i was ALONE, WHERE ARE YOU GUYS? Where are you when i needed all my friends.. The very true fact is that yes we still meet at times.. But no one would be there when i need someone the most. Although i don't mention it out, just because i don't want to show out.. It feel terrible i swear. Walking out of home during midnight, and i know i couldn't call anyone. And i really meant walking out alone. Yes i am emotional, that's me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although i know that nothing's gonna change, i will still continue..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The future lies ahead is clear enough. Everyone will be busy with their stuff. That's fine. I have already decided to completely isolate __ because i dont want to be tied with __. Shall i isolate you too, to prevent memories to come back?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7419125700445792083?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7419125700445792083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/during-last-year-april-i-remember-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7419125700445792083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7419125700445792083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/04/during-last-year-april-i-remember-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5328096727268851376</id><published>2010-03-31T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T07:39:47.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ken!!! Move on... Because some people makes decision and never turn back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today had gym session. Was rushing through the usual procedure as i was about to attend another kbox session. This time with four men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, till the next post, bye :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5328096727268851376?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5328096727268851376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/ken-move-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5328096727268851376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5328096727268851376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/ken-move-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7830274492571234982</id><published>2010-03-30T09:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:54:12.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The feeling of loneliness has attack me once again. And guess what? It's awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, i agree that i did complained about hating to be lonely before. But it's cool when you're all lonely. Lets see, i have eaten lunch alone for two alternate days already. But i don't feel weird at all. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm now an official Singapore Polytechnic student already. Perhaps i would be taking straight bus to school. Timing is just about at most 10 mins longer. Cost price, much lower. But buses are squeezy. Shall think about it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess i'm going off now. Going to have my usual gym session tomorrow. Getting to see the effect. :) WOW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7830274492571234982?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7830274492571234982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/feeling-of-loneliness-has-attack-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7830274492571234982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7830274492571234982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/feeling-of-loneliness-has-attack-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8459525139972651136</id><published>2010-03-28T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T09:06:14.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it's just awesome to be lonely. As you walk down the streets alone, knowing that nobody would sms you, you kept on walking to some destination. Well, recently, i have been experience this kind of things. And frankly, somehow i like it.&lt;br /&gt;I would just blast songs into my ears.  Listen to the old songs, as fond memories seemed to appear once again. Yet you know that it doesn't exist anymore. Well, i'm not trying to be emo here. Instead i felt rather good expressing my thoughts here. I have let go of past already. Those who aren't around anymore, aint going to affect me anymore. However, still you're miss. The "you" i am mentioning is everyone who has been around last time and now  'where've you go' ... &lt;br /&gt;Then i want to thank those who are still around.. Don't want to elaborate much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the scolding part. Fuck that loser out there. Fuck you because you had used me. Thank you because i have learned a lesson. Severed ties already perhaps :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8459525139972651136?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8459525139972651136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-its-just-awesome-to-be-lonely.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8459525139972651136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8459525139972651136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/sometimes-its-just-awesome-to-be-lonely.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7681966994762152101</id><published>2010-03-26T04:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T05:00:08.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't take things like how i used to be. Having a new perspective on how things are seen, it's way different from what happened in the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7681966994762152101?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7681966994762152101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-take-things-like-how-i-used-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7681966994762152101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7681966994762152101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-dont-take-things-like-how-i-used-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5435892123152310436</id><published>2010-03-07T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T10:03:29.148-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The more i think about it, the more i think that you're such an ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5435892123152310436?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5435892123152310436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-i-think-about-it-more-i-think-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5435892123152310436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5435892123152310436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/03/more-i-think-about-it-more-i-think-that.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-1836514407802647833</id><published>2010-02-28T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:51:00.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is no doubt that people will experience countless emotions everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I, too, am not different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recent events has not been meaningful. How can you expect it to be meaningful when one of that certain day you went to pasir ris just to eat superdog. I know it's crazy.. But i really did that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of that day after heading down to pasir ris just for superdog. Me with two friends went to kbox.. Thats right... Three pathetic men filling less than half of the room, singing out hearts out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, tonight... I felt rather empty... Well, I've seen. I've felt. I've reacted. I'll find someone/some group i truly belong with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-1836514407802647833?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/1836514407802647833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-is-no-doubt-that-people-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1836514407802647833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1836514407802647833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/there-is-no-doubt-that-people-will.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-935472891202038623</id><published>2010-02-20T12:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T12:48:37.255-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 4.37am and yup, i am still awake. Kianyew is so going to say this over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Right now i am listening to Forever by Chris Brown.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this song does bring back tons of memories. However, fond memories does not last.&lt;br /&gt;Moving back into reality, i do realise something.&lt;br /&gt;Something like people getting close to others having a motive. They get the best use of their resources as and when they did. When they need you, they spend time with you. When they don't need help already, they throw you to one side. And they start making use of others.&lt;br /&gt;Well, this people are very clever. They certainly get the best benefit they can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, i finally can get a clearer view of who are the ones really there for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i enjoyed my basketball sessions with people who i know but most of you don't.  Well, at least they/ this game  keeps me occupied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i want to thank ____ for giving me a gay nickname. Thanks ar.. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-935472891202038623?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/935472891202038623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/935472891202038623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/935472891202038623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-976221475513321495</id><published>2010-02-16T01:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T01:57:20.879-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Things certainly would not go the way you wanted it to be.&lt;br /&gt;Ever tried to ask something even if you know that it is impossible. Just hoping it to turn out well, you cling on to that last ray of hope. But what's left is huge disappointment filled your heart. And you would just try it over and over again without learning this lesson well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promises? I was laughing at this word.&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's easy to just give promises. Keeping them is a hard thing. Tell me, those around you who have made promises to you, have they keep them? Or those were just empty promises? These empty promises surely made you happy for that instance, and get you so punked either in hours, days, weeks or maybe even months. Well, think about it, it's the majority people around you who made those promises and failed to keep them. And for the countless times you had failed to believe them made you feel stupid and naive. Asking yourself this question, why the fuck would i trust you over and over again. And what can you do after you have realise that he/she had broken that promise. Crying over spilt milk? Now that's bullshit. The fact that most people would do is just to live with it. However, people would not learn their lesson. They continue to trust these people around. And get it hard over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;I want to laugh at mine/his/her/their/our foolishness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-976221475513321495?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/976221475513321495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-certainly-would-not-go-way-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/976221475513321495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/976221475513321495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/things-certainly-would-not-go-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7104045495572250910</id><published>2010-02-11T00:28:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T00:29:48.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>150th post :D</title><content type='html'>Drink, Drank, Drunk.&lt;br /&gt;Sing, Sang, Sung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. Gone to Kbox to celebrate my AHBANG Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;18th already! Going to have programs later. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah, this few days spent alot. Broke liao...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7104045495572250910?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7104045495572250910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/150th-post-d.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7104045495572250910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7104045495572250910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/150th-post-d.html' title='150th post :D'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6212415641941710699</id><published>2010-02-09T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T05:00:50.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>How much someone knows about me.&lt;br /&gt;You've heard how much they speak.&lt;br /&gt;Truth or not, whether you believe, is not up to me.&lt;br /&gt;Did i started this, no. Did i want to quarrel with you, no.&lt;br /&gt;Thought that you would be giving me the won't be bothered atittude?&lt;br /&gt;And what's with the using of someone nameless from the very start. Is this can't be bothered?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6212415641941710699?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6212415641941710699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-much-someone-knows-about-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6212415641941710699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6212415641941710699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/how-much-someone-knows-about-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-995666460826435540</id><published>2010-02-01T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T06:41:50.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been really troubled. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to lie.&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to get involve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;I haven been myself ever since sec 5 started.&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be back myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;Who i really am, who i really enjoy being with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't know how cunning i am..&lt;br /&gt;I felt like a flirt. Seriously, it was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live my life now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-995666460826435540?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/995666460826435540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/been-really-troubled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/995666460826435540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/995666460826435540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/02/been-really-troubled.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6735280750072207615</id><published>2010-01-30T09:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:46:58.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Been out working for quite awhile already.&lt;br /&gt;I have seen so many kind of different people, with different attitude.&lt;br /&gt;I am tired of it.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish i was back in those old days. When it was just plain happiness.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 1, with the very basic five of us.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 with wilven joining. I seriously think that at that point of time, it was the climax.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3 with yousen.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 4, with yanzheng and next up ziyan.&lt;br /&gt;Sec 5 with brandon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this doesnt seem to last. Well, i have to say i am not emotionally affected now, cause i wouldn't want to be in that state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i am craving to study. I do not wish to work anymore. Even though, when the pays come, it is worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena, i wouldn't say that i have forgotten you totally, but i can confirm that the feelings are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i am being random now because i don't know what to post about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore is boring. I want to live in Australia. Away from everything... Enjoy life there, where everyday is just eat , sleep and relax. Mingle around with the locals and forget about this stressful city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life being teenager currently has been exposed to many different things now. All i wish for now, is a high pay and stress-minimum job in the future. And if possible, i hope to migrate to Australia :D Who cares whether that country has lots of debts. As long as i am living well, thats good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6735280750072207615?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6735280750072207615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-out-working-for-quite-awhile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6735280750072207615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6735280750072207615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/been-out-working-for-quite-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3661337040954112696</id><published>2010-01-21T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T06:00:43.039-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's 18th.</title><content type='html'>Let the 18th bday be a blast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3661337040954112696?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3661337040954112696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyones-18th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3661337040954112696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3661337040954112696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/everyones-18th.html' title='Everyone&apos;s 18th.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3585484854337240188</id><published>2010-01-20T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T05:58:44.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Made a final decision</title><content type='html'>I am back blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Tml have to report to work at 7.30 -.-&lt;br /&gt;Shit... But what to do. For that money which i can save and spend even more.&lt;br /&gt;Coming friday evening will be having my class bbq. Well, to be frank, i am not really looking forward to it. But i hope everyone will turn up :D Afterall, it's a reunion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stalker wants to be written on my blog. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what to post about stalker lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i going sleep le. Nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3585484854337240188?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3585484854337240188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/made-final-decision.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3585484854337240188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3585484854337240188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/made-final-decision.html' title='Made a final decision'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6241157151124820923</id><published>2010-01-18T05:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T06:20:17.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gotten my hair dyed. Quite bright, like gangster. Haiya.&lt;br /&gt;Been working recently.. Quite tired. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;But shall work for the money and celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;Hope all my brothers are doing well enough.&lt;br /&gt;I sighed countless time while sitting infront of the computer. My mind was running wild.&lt;br /&gt;What my future will be like. I read my older post. Talking about scoring well for O levels so that my future will be brighter. That reminds of myself being such an ass. But i did not regret what i have done. Or else i wouldn't be who i am now.&lt;br /&gt;Could you believe a nobody from N level scoring 9 pts for his best three subjects (when top scorers are scoring like 5 distinctions) becomes someone who scored pretty well for secondary five and yet he is still not satisfied with his scores.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, what awaits me? Thought of taking an exam which will further improve myself in the future. Feel like studying real hard now. I want to be somebody. Don't want to be a common Singaporean getting up for work in the morning and leave work in the evening. I want to call the shots. Maybe not being a boss. Being someone having a high rank is good enough. However, it would be so hard to achieve without at least a degree. Education is so fucking important! Right now, in Singapore, common Singaporeans having a not bad pay of at least 5k is still staying in HDB flats.&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, would you be satisfied? Answer is obvious. &lt;strong&gt;NO!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to be at least a lowly somebody, i think the monthly pay should be at least 10k? What does it takes to achieve that?&lt;br /&gt;However, not putting so high hopes on myself so that i wouldn't have a big impact on myself if i fail to do so.&lt;br /&gt;What does it takes to achieve a higher standard of living. And when you have a higher standard of living, you will definitely strive to obtain an even better standard of living. Having alots of aim now. But where am i truly heading? Currently nowhere until i know where i have been posted to. Shall not waste my time already. Guess soon, i will be giving up basketball. Cause it is a waste of time. Leaving the past behind, where time flies when i am just lying around.&lt;br /&gt;Take my hand, run with me. I will pull you along my friends to the path where we will succeed eventually. However, you have to put in the effort to strive hard. Take a look around us, and know who is still standing. Work together as one. I am willing to help my dear friends. Ask me if u want to. This refers to everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6241157151124820923?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6241157151124820923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/gotten-my-hair-dyed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6241157151124820923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6241157151124820923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/gotten-my-hair-dyed.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2535101178814823433</id><published>2010-01-14T03:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T03:26:01.401-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must thank bastards like you for giving me such memories.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. I think in the future, i wont rely on you, or even contact you.&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2535101178814823433?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2535101178814823433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/must-thank-bastards-like-you-for-giving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2535101178814823433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2535101178814823433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/must-thank-bastards-like-you-for-giving.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6257355507673611946</id><published>2010-01-05T12:24:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:32:28.309-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4.24am , i cant sleep.. Crawl out of my bed and find something to eat and drink.&lt;br /&gt;Going to work soon at around 8. Wonder if i would survive later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been to zhi jian's chalet recently. Had bbq food. Quite nice :D&lt;br /&gt;Then talk to chester regarding business.. Ideas from me were given to him.&lt;br /&gt;Then all went into the room. Watch show. Several sleep already. Then some went over to mac and have supper. Then went to have a walk. Brought them to red house.... Can see nothing from outside. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Then go back and watch them sleep. Take care of the guys when they are asleep. LOL. I really did.&lt;br /&gt;Woke chester up at 6am and headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept. And wake up use com.&lt;br /&gt;And Rachel Goo ask me to do her EL compo. How lazy could she be. LOL. Promise her already. What to do. Went out. Slack slack. Go home. Do her homework and hand in to her. She said very good.&lt;br /&gt;LOL. Because i have been writing the same narrative over and over again. Topic was Panic. I could send u a copy if u want to read. If lousy dont blame me ar :D.. Then went to bed. Cant sleep, and now i am here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lazy blog already. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6257355507673611946?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6257355507673611946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6257355507673611946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6257355507673611946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/4.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7876214596350563152</id><published>2010-01-03T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T13:29:30.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>5.06am. Once again i am awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will cherish those around me but still not forgeting the past.&lt;br /&gt;That impact was too deep. Perhaps love at that point of time was so deep.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, it struck me too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to those who were there for me. Listening to my nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;Heartache still do occur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd Jan 2010, 5.09am. In an hour time, students are going back to their school already.&lt;br /&gt;Me being that owl has not sleep yet. Seriously, i miss school life. Going to school. Relax.&lt;br /&gt;Crap around. Hang out with my brothers. Those times were perfect. However, right now.... when was the time everyone is around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither New Year Day nor New Year Eve.&lt;br /&gt;Neither Chrismas or Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;How long has it been since everyone sitted side by side together just for a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brothers, remember those school days... When we hope some of us wouldn't come to school just to have more space during recess time. Come to think of it, wouldn't it been better for everyone to sit on the same table? 4 person on 1 bench. 2 benches on 1 table. Even though it was squeezy, it was still memorable, wasn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, those times straight after class. When all of us is dismissed all together.. We waited for each other and then crap around. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- 23 June 2009 --- Wilven's chalet. Some memorable events too. All those were kept within our hearts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And do you remember those times , when we talk about... Next time when i older, i would be sitting in high class restaurant for high tea instead of sitting in kopitiam drink KOPI! Remember that?&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. How about since everyone is tight now... We sit down and have chicken rice with Teh Bing! ... LOL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when i wrote this... I finally had a warm smile... And it doesn't comes from my face.. It comes from my heart..Brothers, you know that you are my heart and soul... Don't break me apart..&lt;br /&gt;That includes those who were there for me... Buddy, you too. And &lt;strong&gt;you &lt;/strong&gt;the one i can't forget about. Family members of course. This warm smile has not came out for ages...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, when we take a look at our future ... Have you missed out one of us in your future? Have you missed out me? Have you totally forgotten about me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For buddy, Will you even remember that i exist?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These questions made me ponder.. Have you ever wonder these questions ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7876214596350563152?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7876214596350563152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7876214596350563152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7876214596350563152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/5.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8875589346591795515</id><published>2010-01-02T13:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T13:17:05.828-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looking at the time now 5.02am.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i haven't been asleep yet.&lt;br /&gt;This has already been my routine already.&lt;br /&gt;Sprained my ankle during basketball game just now which is about 8 hours ago i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;And i remembered that your leg is injured too. Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, currently life has been boring for me.&lt;br /&gt;No upcoming events.&lt;br /&gt;I would say that i am living aimlessly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less than 10 days to the release of "O" levels results.&lt;br /&gt;And this results determines my future.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about it makes me have goose pimples.&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit that i am very scared. Very scared of not being able to get into my ideal course.&lt;br /&gt;I guess if i am unable to obtain the points to get into the course, i guess i walked a more aimless life.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be posting up my results. Only those close to me will get to know. Maybe you can ask and i would see if i would tell you. Perhaps i wouldn't tell anyone besides my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now. My whole house is dark, except the light from the computer screen.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts running through my mind again and again.&lt;br /&gt;I laugh at myself. The scar on my leg hand. That slit on my left wrist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010, a brand new year.&lt;br /&gt;Haven made any new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;Can't get somethings off my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall not carry on. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8875589346591795515?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8875589346591795515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-at-time-now-5.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8875589346591795515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8875589346591795515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2010/01/looking-at-time-now-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8018376371809552089</id><published>2009-12-30T12:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T13:00:56.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4.11am now. Still haven try to go onto my bed now. Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of what to do for the upcoming days.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel like working. However, holiday expenses are going way to high. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am wondering alot of things in my mind now. Be it family, relationships, friendships. I dont know how to express myself now.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to many places at night alone. Wandering around aimlessly. Come to a point where i think that it is pointless. But sometimes, wonderful memories were recalled. However, when i realise that in reality, i'm alone. No one's around me. No one really understands how i feel. Come to a point that i've started to run away. Getting myself involve in sports and games activities. And it's meaningless. Cause i am playing it alone at times. I understand that i shouldn't be like that. However, escaping makes me feel better. Cried in public during wee hours. I asked myself, what for? But i didn't reprimand myself for being so foolish. I guess none really understands me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always show the cheerful side of me. I want to bring joy to others. However, when i'm left alone... my mind wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never neglected you.&lt;br /&gt;I have never quarrelled with you.&lt;br /&gt;I never ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;No matter what happens at home, i always try to make you laugh whenever you are around.&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, i wouldn't say always, thinking how to be an ideal boyfriend for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, where are you now?&lt;br /&gt;What are you doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What you have said to me after you left.&lt;br /&gt;Was this all a show?&lt;br /&gt;Well, if it is ... I've been punked... I've been fooled... My heart has been tear apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet i still say to myself.. I do not mind being fooled. As long as i am with you ... i'll be more than happy. However, judging by the recent scenario, i guess that it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.34am now. Looking out of my balcony.. Then staring at the computer screen. Yet, i dont know what to do. I don't want to waste my time sleeping. Yet, i have nothing to do. Sigh, should i turn in already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendship. Be it ups and downs, we should be there for each other. Deep inside your heart, you ask this question to yourself. Have we really been together? Have we been guiding each other to the correct path? Have we been helping each other along the way? Have we understand each other well enough?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this called brothers?&lt;br /&gt;Is this called clique?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(First things first, i am not pointing fingers at anybody. I think of what, i write what. So dont take it to heart)&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say to throw your girlfriend to one side and only focus on the group. That make you sound like gay. But asking for day off from your girlfriend wouldn't be so hard. If day off is not possible, drag your girlfriend along? Actively participating in group events? Or do you dont even bother to reply such Msg-es? Perhaps, not even interested? Dont mind me, if the event that is being thought of is too expensive, why not suggest cheaper alternative? I would say that would be better than not turning up for it. That event would be only successful if only &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ALL &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;turns up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If progress is not seen, then i suppose that you are not interested and not wanting to be together. So i guess it wouldn't be that same again with one person missing. Then i suggest that we can all leave and say byebye to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy, thanks for being there for me. However i sense that we are not even close to being close. Perhaps, this distance was always there. Thats all i have to say because i dont know what else to add.&lt;br /&gt;If possible, close up the gap, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family problems i wouldnt be posting... Everyone has their problems. So worry about yours before concern about mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5am already. Finding something to do or going to sleep. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8018376371809552089?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8018376371809552089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/4.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8018376371809552089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8018376371809552089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/4.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-1467353081811133174</id><published>2009-12-18T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:50:14.947-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Can't think of something to do just moments ago.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, something crossed my mind and told me to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Well, here am i.&lt;br /&gt;My mind runs wild when i am doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Some knew how wild my mind gets when i am doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Not thinking of dirty stuff FYI.&lt;br /&gt;Just something i do not want to describe.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. * I just did that.&lt;br /&gt;Where is everyone?&lt;br /&gt;-Brandon (with shuting)&lt;br /&gt;-Zhilin (Sick)&lt;br /&gt;-Ziyan ( Think i know where he is )&lt;br /&gt;-Junzhi ( Ah Ma house)&lt;br /&gt;-Shiwei ( Working i suppose)&lt;br /&gt;-Wilven ( Sleeping time )&lt;br /&gt;-Yousen ( MIA or dunno where de, might be sleeping also)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N level results out le. Wonder how they did.&lt;br /&gt;And in 3weeks time, O levels would be out.&lt;br /&gt;For students who still have to go back to school, its about 2weeks time i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;Don't be jealous by the fact now we do not have to go to school.&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how badly we wanted to go to school just to study and crap around.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which , i miss 5B'09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, i want to thank a companion through my sad times.&lt;br /&gt;Made me shifted my thoughts so that i would be just crapping around.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy to be my usual self. However, how happy can i get in this point of time.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, too bad.&lt;br /&gt;Right now, i am extremely nervous about the fact that results are coming out really soon.&lt;br /&gt;What if i dont achieve my targets. And yes, i do still have the card that &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;gave me. Motivates me still. Thanks :D&lt;br /&gt;You said even if i didn't achieve my targets i have already done my best for it. Come to think of it, i didn't really push myself till the very end. Somewhere at some point of time i started to slack off.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i really am tired of studying le. Thus, i advise my juniors and those readers here, don't any start chiong fullblast. Later chiong until you dont have strength already, then come and slack. By then when you are ready and just heated up your engine the exams are here already. Therefore try to do careful planning. This helps alot. For those who has long stamina like that companion, do remember to take care of your health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, listening to the songs i've sent to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;her. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Emo-ing session time. Since i am doing nothing and companion has got work to do. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-1467353081811133174?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/1467353081811133174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-think-of-something-to-do-just.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1467353081811133174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1467353081811133174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/cant-think-of-something-to-do-just.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2757607687502524412</id><published>2009-12-15T20:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T20:52:27.399-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Everything was for show afterall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2757607687502524412?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2757607687502524412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-was-for-show-afterall.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2757607687502524412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2757607687502524412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/everything-was-for-show-afterall.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-9217310748144014815</id><published>2009-12-14T20:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T20:46:50.024-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the memories.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt so badly, Remember so deeply.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered the happy times. Forget that spilt apart.&lt;br /&gt;Cause you know that i never wanted to leave you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet that decision was made.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps before i have left this place, i shouldn't have drag on.&lt;br /&gt;But i never regretted having you for the past few days before this day you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;I swear that my love was true.&lt;br /&gt;Still it was inevitable.&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts in my mind still hopes that this isn't the ending.&lt;br /&gt;One last request,&lt;br /&gt;Friends, aren't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy my four songs, love.&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for someone might be alittle foolish.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't say that i would wait.&lt;br /&gt;My actions would tell whether i do or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just threw up this morning. I am going out now. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-9217310748144014815?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/9217310748144014815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9217310748144014815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9217310748144014815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/thank-you.html' title='Thank you'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2330580103917226152</id><published>2009-12-03T14:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T14:37:00.799-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Scholarship Obtained :D&lt;br /&gt;Going overseas on 11 december.&lt;br /&gt;Cant help out in some event.&lt;br /&gt;Going thailand by car. Look forward to some intense shopping. Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Gtg. Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2330580103917226152?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2330580103917226152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/scholarship-obtained-d-going-overseas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2330580103917226152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2330580103917226152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/12/scholarship-obtained-d-going-overseas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2253520923067280196</id><published>2009-11-28T04:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:04:41.191-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so bored now. So i came blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Hais. I miss you. See la! Go overseas. Then now i bored like shit. LOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;Faster come back ar... 10 days faster past.. But it seems that after you come back from overseas..&lt;br /&gt;I would be going soon with my family instead of going overseas when you are away.&lt;br /&gt;I am freaking bored. I want get fast pay. I want to work. In that way, i would be able to spend.&lt;br /&gt;Spending bloody fast these few days. Gosh, going to die of being broke liao.&lt;br /&gt;I really dunno what to do. I feel so empty. Something is missing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2253520923067280196?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2253520923067280196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-bored-now.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2253520923067280196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2253520923067280196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-so-bored-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-1960974421406464744</id><published>2009-11-21T03:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-21T03:22:16.592-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many people tell me to update.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i am here. Dunno how long come to my blog already.&lt;br /&gt;Have been working real hard these 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;At least 14 hrs everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Prom night is coming up. Dont know what to wear. Pyjamas? Doubt so. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Yawns. Very tired. How how.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-1960974421406464744?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/1960974421406464744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-many-people-tell-me-to-update.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1960974421406464744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1960974421406464744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-many-people-tell-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5494672488506567510</id><published>2009-10-17T04:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T04:30:54.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Despite the fatigue, i still will go on.&lt;br /&gt;I doubt i'll be able to reach my targets, i'll still work hard.&lt;br /&gt;It's far away. Hard to achieve. It's moving away from you.&lt;br /&gt;Don't stop here yet. Until you reach it.&lt;br /&gt;Even so, it will slip off your hands.&lt;br /&gt;Everything you know. Everything you want. It will take it away from you.&lt;br /&gt;Complicated, it is. Competition due to moderation. Move faster, people i know.&lt;br /&gt;Others have reach it already. They are still reaching out to what's beyond.&lt;br /&gt;Where are we now? I can't even view it. How about you.&lt;br /&gt;Unleash everything that is inside you. Everlasting Power it is.&lt;br /&gt;Cause it is going to push you till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;I am not giving up. Neither should you.&lt;br /&gt;Take a breath. Not a break. Don't lose the pace.&lt;br /&gt;Achieve what you always wanted. Everything is within out grasp.&lt;br /&gt;Give it a little push. Give it a little try. It will end very soon.&lt;br /&gt;Get Real. What await us isn't just something simple. This is to train us.&lt;br /&gt;Surviving in the world. Struggle to live. What keep us alive, Education.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5494672488506567510?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5494672488506567510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/despite-fatigue-i-still-will-go-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5494672488506567510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5494672488506567510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/despite-fatigue-i-still-will-go-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8198401952915680598</id><published>2009-10-12T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T04:40:59.991-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After careful consideration, I stand all alone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8198401952915680598?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8198401952915680598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-careful-consideration-i-stand-all.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8198401952915680598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8198401952915680598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/after-careful-consideration-i-stand-all.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8800377378006166910</id><published>2009-10-09T04:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T04:17:10.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before you realise, after the exams, I am gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8800377378006166910?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8800377378006166910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-you-realise-after-exams-i-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8800377378006166910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8800377378006166910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/before-you-realise-after-exams-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2255605262719163670</id><published>2009-10-06T05:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T05:03:14.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahh! Time is running out! How to obtain the grades i want! I guess i will never get it. Instead of giving up, i will work very hard. Ahh! So siong. Where to start with. Hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2255605262719163670?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2255605262719163670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahh-time-is-running-out-how-to-obtain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2255605262719163670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2255605262719163670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/ahh-time-is-running-out-how-to-obtain.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7469528759945898004</id><published>2009-10-03T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T00:31:26.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yJOokeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tL89zBl7Ez4/s1600-h/DSC00005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388270843084706274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yJOokeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tL89zBl7Ez4/s320/DSC00005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388269886629829426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb66eKBWzI/AAAAAAAAAHU/IpeOaKDoYmI/s320/DSC00004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb66GtJGHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7KtMB1LzMVk/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388269880334686322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb66GtJGHI/AAAAAAAAAHM/7KtMB1LzMVk/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Guess who baby photos are these? ........... Its mine :D:D. Cute hor? Wahaha. See myself, my heart melt. So adorable, unlike me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yz4CTII/AAAAAAAAAIE/67s5nQIKbIY/s1600-h/Special+candid+class+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388270854532648066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yz4CTII/AAAAAAAAAIE/67s5nQIKbIY/s320/Special+candid+class+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb67v3AN3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0H_E1r88XhQ/s1600-h/Formal+class+photo+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388269908561770354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb67v3AN3I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0H_E1r88XhQ/s320/Formal+class+photo+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb67e37ruI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-1Ks2cz-XOQ/s1600-h/Formal+class+photo+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388269904002264802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb67e37ruI/AAAAAAAAAHk/-1Ks2cz-XOQ/s320/Formal+class+photo+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yabnn8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HenLV0OXHnw/s1600-h/Informal+class+photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388270847702572994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yabnn8I/AAAAAAAAAH8/HenLV0OXHnw/s320/Informal+class+photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The class i am so going to miss. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohyah, today is my grandparents 60th anniversary. Told my friends it was 50th. But it was 60th instead. WOW right. So long they have been together :D. I wish that they both live long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off for a sumptious meal later. WOOHOO. Bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7250710113335333784-7469528759945898004?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7469528759945898004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-who-baby-photos-are-these.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7469528759945898004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7469528759945898004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/guess-who-baby-photos-are-these.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Ssb7yJOokeI/AAAAAAAAAH0/tL89zBl7Ez4/s72-c/DSC00005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6502225342842326508</id><published>2009-10-02T02:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T02:18:22.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Gradutated liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mixed feelings. Feel very weird.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6502225342842326508?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6502225342842326508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/gradutated-liao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6502225342842326508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6502225342842326508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/10/gradutated-liao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6224402046013968636</id><published>2009-09-26T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T09:01:00.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation</title><content type='html'>Forgive me if any offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With just a blink of an eye, i am going to graduate from my seconday school soon enough. Time seriously pass very fast. I realise it is the time to leave and carry on, however my thoughts were still the Orientation Day. That is the day when my legs started to step into this ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day in my life of secondary education. The Westwood Family insisted that discipline must be at tip-top condition. With characters like Ms Kok ( Former Principal) , Mrs Laura Lau (Former Discipline Mistress), Mr Eric Koh ( Forgotten about his role, only remembered that he was HOD - CCA) and Mr Chiam(All westwoodians should know). This four insane character seriously brought the name of Westwood up to it's current name now. They made a living hell for the students in Westwood. However, it was not as bad as we thought. We were taught harshly. But we learn to follow rules afterall. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;First day of CCA was a nightmare for me. Imagine you was always so fat and never work out at all. Suddenly you started to run drills and push yourself beyond the limits of an average person( Slim i mean). You have to show the coach just how hardworking you are. Even though you are exhausted, you know you cannot stop until the coach says " Time for Water Break". This nightmare made me not to turn up for CCA until Secondary 3 year end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qOr68viI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wRBfbDFs-Xw/s1600-h/P1010001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385788636178202146" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qOr68viI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wRBfbDFs-Xw/s320/P1010001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qPQW3wLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UJydgUqdLW0/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385788645958992050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qPQW3wLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UJydgUqdLW0/s320/P1010033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qPQW3wLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UJydgUqdLW0/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qPQW3wLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UJydgUqdLW0/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qPQW3wLI/AAAAAAAAAE0/UJydgUqdLW0/s1600-h/P1010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41dgs3xjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/neU6XusUHAI/s1600-h/My+batch+basketball+.+so+young.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385800985492309554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41dgs3xjI/AAAAAAAAAGk/neU6XusUHAI/s320/My+batch+basketball+.+so+young.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;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo1 : With one of my best buddies ever. Even though we won't as close as before. I always want to cry whenever nowadays i spend time with you. I really miss those times. That was when both of us started to get close and started to not go our CCA together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo2: Me practising bouncing. Total idiot and nerd at that time. Laugh all you want.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondary2, with Mrs Lee as my form teacher. Life in school wasn't really good as Life during Secondary1. During secondary 2, i started to become slim. With a better figure, it enables me to achieve 3rd in position for the Lower Sec Annual Cross Country Run. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos for Secondary 2.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4voMHuklI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_jNJ7yiSMzs/s1600-h/33225747029447l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385794571876602450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4voMHuklI/AAAAAAAAAFE/_jNJ7yiSMzs/s320/33225747029447l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4vnswEvtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h1kPSc5p2PE/s1600-h/33116660135209l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385794563455893202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4vnswEvtI/AAAAAAAAAE8/h1kPSc5p2PE/s320/33116660135209l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo1 : Notice that there were 3 extremely fat one and one hunk. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photo2: That person is home clothes is my form teacher for Secondary1. Notice that that Chester the Nerd is beside me. Although the twist blocked his face, we still can see how shit his hair is :P. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without forgeting , JUNZHI the extremely fat one :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41deTqyeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/laIbfaooh_Q/s1600-h/Me+and+jun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385800984849730018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41deTqyeI/AAAAAAAAAGc/laIbfaooh_Q/s320/Me+and+jun.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;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Secondary3. With yousen joining the clique. Life would never be the same again. With his mantis stance, we all started to nickname each other as animals. Whole year, slack like shit. Didnt even learn anything during lessons. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Photos do the talking. &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4yaaklcSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hjkYvtAUw9s/s1600-h/3D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385797633772450082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4yaaklcSI/AAAAAAAAAFM/hjkYvtAUw9s/s320/3D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ycKqkg9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-C-4QE4oIHg/s1600-h/DSC00376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385797663862326226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ycKqkg9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/-C-4QE4oIHg/s320/DSC00376.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4yb0vuAVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RHbJ1FO_Jc8/s1600-h/DSC00432.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385797657978339666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4yb0vuAVI/AAAAAAAAAFk/RHbJ1FO_Jc8/s320/DSC00432.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41c3XH9xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GClTSwhwKZ0/s1600-h/Mantis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385800974395242258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr41c3XH9xI/AAAAAAAAAGU/GClTSwhwKZ0/s320/Mantis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr42UJCDwcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hDwW1_eVWB8/s1600-h/Paikia+Rooster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385801924031529410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr42UJCDwcI/AAAAAAAAAGs/hDwW1_eVWB8/s320/Paikia+Rooster.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Forgive me for all the photos. I have to make this blog interesting. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Secondary4, only left one out of the four insanes. I have to admit that Westwood's Discipline is not as good as compared to the previous years. With words from the Mantis King(Clique know what it is), Ziyan started to join our clique. And not long after. Brandon too. Oh yah. This is the year that the Cat is being knock down by a Taxi. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Photos of them. And oh, i forget about Shi Wei's photo. Here they are. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43_07xOwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/R6EKeGUSRFM/s1600-h/WANTED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385803774062312194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43_07xOwI/AAAAAAAAAHE/R6EKeGUSRFM/s320/WANTED.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43_UfHDKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/enrVvKAyhjU/s1600-h/DSC00066.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385803765352172706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43_UfHDKI/AAAAAAAAAG8/enrVvKAyhjU/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43-yd14zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HiWlEUc8pA8/s1600-h/DSC00010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385803756220048178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr43-yd14zI/AAAAAAAAAG0/HiWlEUc8pA8/s320/DSC00010.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ybbx558I/AAAAAAAAAFc/clp7dQXmVoI/s1600-h/27102008078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385797651276621762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ybbx558I/AAAAAAAAAFc/clp7dQXmVoI/s320/27102008078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ybbx558I/AAAAAAAAAFc/clp7dQXmVoI/s1600-h/27102008078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4ybbx558I/AAAAAAAAAFc/clp7dQXmVoI/s1600-h/27102008078.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Notice that Ziyan seems like he has gotten fuck. Brandon's Forte is acting cute. Shiwei's Grind. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Many things happen during Secondary 4 and 5. However, i wouldn't be able to post them due to time constrain. Besides, it will be too much for anyone to handle. So yea. I end here right now. Memories of Short Secondary School life. Whats coming up for me? Will i be forgotten? Before i think about all these, i shall go study some Humanities first. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bye. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6224402046013968636?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6224402046013968636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/graduation.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6224402046013968636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6224402046013968636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/graduation.html' title='Graduation'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sr4qOr68viI/AAAAAAAAAEs/wRBfbDFs-Xw/s72-c/P1010001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4374411346507514109</id><published>2009-09-22T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T02:16:03.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm, i dont know what should i post.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, yesterday had Carls Junior for early dinner. Had an early dinner because a sucker haven eat his lunch. Well, i felt that the beef was splendid. WAHAHAHAH. So shiok. McDonald's Big Mac cannot even be compared to Carls Junior's Burger. But it cost a BOMB. There goes my money. However, i still enjoy the Burger. Oh yah, talking about burger, it reminds me of the MEGA burger i had at Swensens. It taste really well too. However i think that Carls Junior is better. But Jun Zhi say MEGA Burger taste nicer. Hmm, idk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Heeren and take a look. To my surprise, New Urban Male is having a 50% off promotion. Founder's Sale. Wth is that. Whatever, just buy it and enjoy the discount. I have always love New Urban Male products. However due to goodwill, it cost a bomb. What to do. UGH. Bo bian. And i bought a whatever you call that criss cross slippers. -.- . HAHA. Enjoyed a $25 off. :D Yay-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got school. Sian. Get back some prelims results. Dont tell you! Ask for it from me. :D&lt;br /&gt;O levels in a month time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4374411346507514109?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4374411346507514109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm-i-dont-know-what-should-i-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4374411346507514109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4374411346507514109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/hmm-i-dont-know-what-should-i-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2985288856992523000</id><published>2009-09-19T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T07:07:37.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prelim exams over and yet it is still not a relieve.  What troubles me the most is about the outcome of this Prelim, meaning the results ... I really hope that it doesn't brings me much disappointment. You know me, i always want to score well. But i have a bad feeling that certain subjects will bring me Great Disappointment. These subjects are Combine Sci, Social Studies and Principle of Accounts. Oh well, i think i shouldn't have expected much at the first place. But still i want to get into my Ideal poly courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets not talk about results anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk about yesterday night. Went over to Ziyan's House and spend the night there. With i think 8 other companions. Each having the crazy mindset, that is to party all night long :D Well, enjoy myself watching horror movies in the night with them. And guess what? I went to the washroom halfway throughout the movie. Then i decided that i want to scare _____ as he is suppose to be the one who is the most timid. But he was lucky enough to sit right at the centre protected by several Macho Guys. Then i had a change of plan. I creep toward the location where they are all at.. As all of them are so focus, they didn't notice me. I decided to choose _____ as the victim of the night. Sneaked towards him... And suddenly i jumped straight to him. HE JUMP LIKE NOBODY BUSINESS.  We had a hell load of fun :D:D Shall not mention who is the victim as it would be too embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 10.05pm and i am still at Ziyan's House, with two other survivor not including the owner of course. Had some home cook food. Time pass so fast! Gosh~~~~ I want to go out with _____. :(&lt;br /&gt;~Sian~ Got to run and have some fun.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2985288856992523000?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2985288856992523000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/prelim-exams-over-and-yet-it-is-still.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2985288856992523000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2985288856992523000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/prelim-exams-over-and-yet-it-is-still.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5061336794994884434</id><published>2009-09-16T07:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T07:24:00.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look here, i would lose most of the POA students. Thats right. I said it before my POA papers... &lt;br /&gt;Dont expect much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5061336794994884434?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5061336794994884434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-here-i-would-lose-most-of-poa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5061336794994884434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5061336794994884434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/look-here-i-would-lose-most-of-poa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8101970176189340847</id><published>2009-09-15T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T11:54:24.602-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Correction. The last post mentioned that i have pastamania. Actually it was PepperLunch. -.-&lt;br /&gt;How dumb am i for making such a stupid mistake. W/e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is 2.33am. So i will treat combine sci paper 1 as ytd. Combine Science Paper 1 was a total mess. Or should i say, perhaps i was having too much hopes on myself. Well, you can say that i am desperate to score well. Still, who doesn't. Apparently, having such high hopes on myself lead me to great disappointment. Yah, i made careless mistake. Those that even idiots wouldn't get it wrong. Guess i am worst than an idiot. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget it. After that was Chinese Paper 2. Had fun in the exam venue during the exam. Fan Ying sitted beside me and we were... Cannot mention ! HAHA. Almost dozed off during the examination. Cause i was too tired. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed home and bathe. Time for some aircon and nap time! After which, went out for dinner at Arena Country Club. Such a hazy day. Wah, step out of the house cough already. Buay tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newly opened Pastamania at Arena Country Club kind of suck. The taste compared to the bugis outlet is so much different. I think i would never patronize that outlet again :D . After dinner, went to play pool. Such a long time since i've played. I rmbed myself last time with Wilven training like shit for this game. Obviously my skills deproved. But still i can score with some skill okay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W/e. Headed home and game till now. Gosh 2.45 am already reaching 3. Tml there is still Combine Science Practical Exam. Hopefully i get sui sui one to pull up my MCQ marks. But i know it is difficult. Oh well. Coming up thursday and friday is Principle of Account Papers. Well, haven been touching on POA for dunno how long already. Dont expect to score well and win anyone at all. I've got a bad feeling about this POA Prelim. Seems like Mrs Diana Kang has put all of her Brain Juice to set this Paper. I think that the standard is way higher than Mid Year's Paper. Did i mention that Mid Year's POA Paper nobody pass for it? . Gosh imagine this Paper coming up. But i think that afew will win me in POA. They are Chester, Lip Yong, Dennis, Yi Kiong. I think all in the POWER group will win me. But i hope i wouldn't get last in the group. Or else i will really get a tongue lashing by THE STARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Prelims i think i would go for a break awhile to enjoy and relax. After which i will move out of my comfort zone and perhaps really chiong all the way till O level. Hopefully i can start early and last this race all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.50 am , time for me to go to bed. Gosh, what a warm night. Hazy also -.- Guess that the neighbouring countries are inconsiderate enough to burn their forest. Causing me to have health problems. AHHH, Deforestation, Global Warming. Human Life will perish in no time. Feel like enjoying life and do nothing. But we all know that we cannot do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, face reality Ken. Time for you to go to sleep and hopefully score well tommorrow. I wish that all my subjects will improve. Especially my command of english :D . Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8101970176189340847?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8101970176189340847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/correction.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8101970176189340847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8101970176189340847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/correction.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8366347398552418552</id><published>2009-09-12T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T12:01:38.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lately having good food. Oh yah.. On the pastamania that day ..&lt;br /&gt;Haven post photos for song long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos. :D&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, the light abit too bright :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvrBVupZOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzvJUusYRbw/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380652588069381346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvrBVupZOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzvJUusYRbw/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sqvn5i6XILI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ErFvr4Xf4sg/s1600-h/DSC00187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380649155634340018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 193px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 224px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sqvn5i6XILI/AAAAAAAAAD0/ErFvr4Xf4sg/s320/DSC00187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sqvn6KDLgFI/AAAAAAAAAD8/jpME0Clex2w/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, lets move on and talk about today.&lt;br /&gt;Went to 900+ Kfc to study today.&lt;br /&gt;Off to gym and have some work out.&lt;br /&gt;Felt very weak. -.- Oh well, haven been working out. So yea, expected.&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. I cut my hair already. Quite short. :(&lt;br /&gt;And after that, went over to ziyan house to have some food and went to gek poh to study.&lt;br /&gt;Shiwei and Junzhi went home already.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, after that felt bored and went to basketball court and slack.&lt;br /&gt;Asked Ziyan to call Wilven down and started doing handstands. Quite fun :D ..&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I've been practising all these while. So i ask Ziyan, the photographer to take photos of me while I'm on action. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoZhb6u2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/f15LyjG0lWo/s1600-h/DSC00060+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380649704994028386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoZhb6u2I/AAAAAAAAAEU/f15LyjG0lWo/s320/DSC00060+(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoY5Rd2oI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LMoPNwljgs8/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380649694212774530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoY5Rd2oI/AAAAAAAAAEM/LMoPNwljgs8/s320/DSC00046.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;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoYRwuz1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/KMLsvD0X2WM/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380649683606490962" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvoYRwuz1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/KMLsvD0X2WM/s320/DSC00078.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;Is it nice? HAHA. No using of photoshop okay!.&lt;br /&gt;Chester says Obviously, cause i dont know how to use-.- Ziyan is the photographer. Okay, I'm getting old. Nagged and Repeated. -.-&lt;br /&gt;If you notice, the one hand stand, on my knee i have a scar on it. It was when i practise that time injured de. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sqvp1GiB0NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_7Wq6BqYld0/s1600-h/DSC00066+(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380651278319866066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sqvp1GiB0NI/AAAAAAAAAEc/_7Wq6BqYld0/s320/DSC00066+(1).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;Here is his first try. Not bad already. He managed to do one 90 degree one. Very impressed. However, we didnt managed to capture the photo as the photographer wasnt really prepared.&lt;br /&gt;It was really nice.&lt;br /&gt;However he did not want to try again because he almost fell down after that try. Fear engulfed his heart making him unable to push up high enough.&lt;br /&gt;I guess that he is still traumatized by the fact the he broked his wirst 3 times before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, i broke my left wrist once. :D&lt;br /&gt;Hardwork paid off and we had some wonderful shots.&lt;br /&gt;Quite pleased with the fact that i am progressing. Hmm, perhaps next time i would wear trousers, skinny or jeans, which makes my hand stand look much more nicer. And not forgetting the shoes.&lt;br /&gt;Do comment about how my handstand is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, i realise that large amount of my readers are unknowns.. I'd like you all to read.&lt;br /&gt;However i really dont have the time to guess who are you. You might be thinking, then dont guess lo. But still imagine that your blog has so many unknows, you ought to find who are they right. Gosh, buay tahan already. Have the urge to find out who are all of you. Best if you tell me who are you :D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright i guess i go study for awhile. Now is 2.50am. Hopefully i would remember key information that will enable me to score well in Geography the coming monday. :D Readers would wish me luck, i know. Thanks. Got to go focus. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;Wow. Such a lengthy post.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8366347398552418552?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8366347398552418552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/lately-having-good-food.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8366347398552418552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8366347398552418552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/lately-having-good-food.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SqvrBVupZOI/AAAAAAAAAEk/bzvJUusYRbw/s72-c/DSC00199.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3348074673339589849</id><published>2009-09-08T11:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T11:26:14.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>War</title><content type='html'>I guess i would declare war on my books tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Few days of total fun. I didnt even flip open one of the books i had or refer to any notes i had.&lt;br /&gt;How slack can i be huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to score well for prelim,  so that it can give me a rough gauge on where i am really standing and what lies ahead for me. I guess i would have to balance work and play in my life. At the current situation, i should work on the priorities first and enjoy the fruits later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never stop driving and striving to excel. Never stop pulling and pushing close ones to work hard.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, who knows what miracle we would achieve. Perhaps single digit? . HAHA. Might be possible. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides working hard, i would still need encouragment and support from family, friends and of course you. Do leave a tag if i dont know who you are. You can tag using names that does not display any evidence on who you are. It also would be much appreciated. But i prefer that you tag with your name as it would be easier for me to recognise who you are and able to know you.This will enables me to know more friends :D Isn't it better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I need a condusive environment for me to study beside the library where my level of focus would be at the mininum. And besides at home as i would be distracted by my computer which will lead me to socialise without people. Using a harsher way, wasting time when i can do it after my examinations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.25am now. I guess i want to sleep already. Tomorrow going study i guess , even if no one accompany me, i would still at least be doing some work. Hopefully tomorrow i would be productive enough. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright its time for me to go to bed. Will dream of __________________________. &lt;br /&gt;Fill in the blanks. :D Have fun guessing :D NIGHTS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3348074673339589849?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3348074673339589849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/war.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3348074673339589849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3348074673339589849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/war.html' title='War'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-1348034110594712819</id><published>2009-09-06T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T05:55:27.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i am feeling alittle bored. So i've decided to come to write about the recent happenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complete some Prelims Exams Already. It was still manageable. But i afraid that i do not understand the questions well enough. There are still more paper to go. One of the coming papers that i am most afraid of is Chinese Paper Two. For readers who do not know me, My chinese has been the lousiest subject. I suck in it more than you ever imagine. Though i communicate using chinese most of the time. I cant read and write.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am quite satisfied with my Chinese Paper 1. Hopefully i did well enough. :D&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the subject. I guess i would be okay. Just that the fact of me being careless.&lt;br /&gt;And the rest which is not being test , WISH ME LUCK :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like posting a lengthy post today. Because i am rather free. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;Lets talk about ytd.&lt;br /&gt;Been to Bugis's Iluma. Went to see the Largest Lan Gaming in Singapore i guess.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad. I was expecting much more bigger than what i have seen. But it is big enough..&lt;br /&gt;The charging price there was rather reasonable. After that we went to the arcade which is next to the Lan Shop. Me, Ziyan, Jun Zhi, Yousen, Shiwei went to try out a 3D video. $5 for 7 minutes.. I know it is super expensive. But it is worth the try :D:D . Quite fun. We went to watch a short horror clip title " The Room. ". We put on the glasses and the "Ghosts and monsters" really came out of the screen. Really fun lo. HAHA. I want to hit away the flies and eyeballs.. HAHA. Then got one Siao Cha Bo take scissors cut away people head de. When u see through the glasses , you can see that the scissors almost cut you de. Omg Omg.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;But still it is Expensive!&lt;br /&gt;Then i went shopping. Went HAT Hunting. Finally saw one and bought it. Went to Pastamania and have dinner. Was thinking on whether to eat Creamy Chicken or Baked Rice. In the end i choose Baked Rice and i regretted. Should have eat Creamy Chicken lo. Nevermind , next time eat. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Basketball Court and played basketball and told Buddy what going to do :D ..&lt;br /&gt;HEHE. Went to Brandon House overnight with a couple of Hunks. Sounds very Gay huh? Very don't worry, i am straight. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay , thats all . Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-1348034110594712819?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/1348034110594712819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-i-am-feeling-alittle-bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1348034110594712819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/1348034110594712819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/09/well-i-am-feeling-alittle-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3794671377267972350</id><published>2009-08-29T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T08:34:56.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Question and Answers,&lt;br /&gt;What was i doing?&lt;br /&gt;Practically, wasting my time doing not useful stuff even though i know that prelims are next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to score well so badly. I cannot afford to not score well due to certain reasons. I am in a devastating state right now. Pathetic, yup that is the word to describe me now. Please give me a wake up call. I buay tahan already. My head is in a mess.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3794671377267972350?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3794671377267972350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/question-and-answers-what-was-i-doing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3794671377267972350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3794671377267972350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/question-and-answers-what-was-i-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3803878092621769380</id><published>2009-08-19T07:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T07:30:48.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Too much disappointments this week.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if i could take it and carry on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How badly can i do.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like banging my head on the wall.&lt;br /&gt;I feel so stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh, i cant take it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3803878092621769380?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3803878092621769380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-disappointments-this-week.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3803878092621769380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3803878092621769380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-much-disappointments-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3703349074921751588</id><published>2009-08-18T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T08:01:55.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly had the urge to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to write about how i feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so useless right now as i could not do anything to improve the results that i am receiving tomorrow. However, i wouldn't just stop there as 5 other subjects are waiting for me to excel in them. Yea, Excel is what i am going to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have several goals in life. In order to achieve them, i have to obtain certificates that will qualify me to achieve these goals. These certificates have to display quality results or not i would be in dead meat. But i wont give up so easily. Fight for what i want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took me more than 8 months to realise how big the gap was between Sec4NA and Sec5NA.&lt;br /&gt;Its is seriously huge. You might think that it is all bullshit. But wait till you experience it, i will spit on your face and laugh at what you deserve for not working hard for the previous years.&lt;br /&gt;Every moment is precious, it is either studying or sleeping. You can hardly find time off and have fun if you want the QUALITY certificate. Yes,  hardwork comes with reward. Meritocracy. What bright future awaits you when you have made it. However, it doesnt comes instantly. You have to work for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like dying now. I have to keep moving. Standing behind makes me hard to breathe. I want to stand infront. No, i must stand infront, infront of everyone else. Get what i really want. Got to get cracking... Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3703349074921751588?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3703349074921751588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-had-urge-to-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3703349074921751588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3703349074921751588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/suddenly-had-urge-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7088079127531426775</id><published>2009-08-08T02:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T02:06:47.055-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Inconsistent temperature~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7088079127531426775?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7088079127531426775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/inconsistent-temperate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7088079127531426775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7088079127531426775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/inconsistent-temperate.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7134995471247818319</id><published>2009-08-07T06:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:53:49.558-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>Super sick.&lt;br /&gt;-Bad sore throat due to the haze.&lt;br /&gt;-Flu&lt;br /&gt;-Almost vomit&lt;br /&gt;-High Fever .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am i so weak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7134995471247818319?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7134995471247818319/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7134995471247818319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7134995471247818319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2890502322801344664</id><published>2009-08-01T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T21:33:26.832-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SnUXBRPjC2I/AAAAAAAAADk/AGZ5n5-kRFY/s1600-h/DSC04814[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219841657736034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SnUXBRPjC2I/AAAAAAAAADk/AGZ5n5-kRFY/s320/DSC04814%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SnUW08VKeXI/AAAAAAAAADc/9zppDP0J59c/s1600-h/DSC00016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5365219629885716850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SnUW08VKeXI/AAAAAAAAADc/9zppDP0J59c/s320/DSC00016.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my long hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7250710113335333784-2890502322801344664?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2890502322801344664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-my-long-hair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2890502322801344664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2890502322801344664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-miss-my-long-hair.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SnUXBRPjC2I/AAAAAAAAADk/AGZ5n5-kRFY/s72-c/DSC04814%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5253474584925499499</id><published>2009-08-01T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T20:38:32.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;FOCUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much time have i wasted. I am still complaining.&lt;br /&gt;Less than 90 days meaning less than 3 mths to the written examination.&lt;br /&gt;O level mother tongue results would be out soon.&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that it wont disappoint me .&lt;br /&gt;See that some has already pace up already. Oh my. I am losing out.&lt;br /&gt;Very disheartening you know. I feel so lousy now. :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5253474584925499499?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5253474584925499499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-to-focus-already-how-much-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5253474584925499499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5253474584925499499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-to-focus-already-how-much-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8101608690839580204</id><published>2009-07-24T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T09:56:23.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disappointed.</title><content type='html'>I am disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disappointed in the wall in between us. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Getting thicker and thicker each day. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could hardly hear from you now, not long later, perhaps i wouldnt even hear your voice, or know your responce at all.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know how to break this wall down. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I dont know what i should really do.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies are important, and a close bond is equally important too.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps between the two of us, only i think that we have a close bond.&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays, i couldnt even concentrate on my studies. Not learning for like 3 or 4 days already.&lt;br /&gt;POA POWER program test, i think i didnt even did close to pass. What i am doing.&lt;br /&gt;I am distracted, i can't focus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Guess that this friendship is soon to be gone. Is not that i want it. I wouldnt even want it to happen. But it just happen like that. Although we seemed to have nothing to talk to each other at all. But still i hope it was like last time, where we can share everything. And we can chat for days non-stop. I am very happy at that time. But not now. Never. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Life isnt the same with this wall you know. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;This wall ain't breaking down.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I start to lose interest in what i do, not giving the 100% attention.&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting to move as the days goes by.&lt;br /&gt;But in this on-going world, i would lose out if i dont move. But the truth is i can't.&lt;br /&gt;Well, you can say i am lousy, letting my emotions control myself. Perhaps its just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Even if it takes a million years to break this wall down, i will put my heart and soul to do it. My spirit would always be there till it fall. To be frank, i miss the way we talk. Will the old times come back? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8101608690839580204?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8101608690839580204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/disappointed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8101608690839580204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8101608690839580204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/disappointed.html' title='Disappointed.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-9141504703294736348</id><published>2009-07-16T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T02:09:10.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow i have to stay back. Oh man~! ...&lt;br /&gt;Sian... But i want to score well, so i can't back out the opportunity that is given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Guess i am fortunate enough to be in the Stretch Group.&lt;br /&gt;Chey , sounds so nice huh?&lt;br /&gt;I bet it is going to torture me. But still i want to give it a try to produce a better result slip.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. How contradicting huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, i still have to stay back extra for a mock exam. Gosh, than i would be alone cause mostly of them did turn up for the thing. And imagine sitting alone in a classroom, finishing up a test. Oh gosh, i am going to go CRAZZIEE....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want go shopping soon. No time to waste. Every day and time is really precious. Cant afford myself to slack anymore. Hopefully i will be picking up in a very fast pace and lead in the race towards the finish line.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i am just day-dreaming.. LOL&lt;br /&gt;But DREAMS CAN TURN INTO REALITY.&lt;br /&gt;So i wont give up. My fans also wouldnt want me to give up right?&lt;br /&gt;FYI, i dont know whether i have fans or not. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, shall not waste anymore time.&lt;br /&gt;So, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-9141504703294736348?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/9141504703294736348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrow-i-have-to-stay-back.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9141504703294736348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9141504703294736348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/tomorrow-i-have-to-stay-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5585015708860078444</id><published>2009-07-11T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T23:50:02.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored.</title><content type='html'>Okay, i am super bored right now.&lt;br /&gt;I am going to study real soon.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be more tanned. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Cant believe i am blogging now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that i am too bored so i have no choice but to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, haven had lunch, dunno what to eat also..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should minimise the fun i would be having, maximise the studies that i've been doing.&lt;br /&gt;I should study smart, getting all the key information i want.&lt;br /&gt;National Exams are coming in few months time.&lt;br /&gt;Time left are so little! Oh my god! Would i complete the chapters in time?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5585015708860078444?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5585015708860078444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5585015708860078444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5585015708860078444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/07/bored.html' title='Bored.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6111855109347866187</id><published>2009-06-23T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T12:24:38.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chalet over.&lt;br /&gt;I will post the details when i've got the pictures and when i'm free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to start working hard.&lt;br /&gt;Dont want to lose that asshole.&lt;br /&gt;Even though i know i wont lose ______ .&lt;br /&gt;Even so, i wont stop working hard for my future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't drunk. Just got too hyper.&lt;br /&gt;Then i started blabbering. What i've said was the truth.&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sorry for making a few crying. Won't state who. I just couldn't stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.15am in the morning. Pondering what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Falling asleep isn't the best choice, to many things to think of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am relieved that judgement was postponed. Even though it was going to be delayed, causing everyone to continue to worry. At least the verdict wasn't what we prayed not to be. It gives the judge more time to think of the verdict. We all really hope that the sentence would be the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;My birthday was two weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;One of my wish was wanting you back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I hope that would really happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Never be apart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6111855109347866187?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6111855109347866187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/chalet-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6111855109347866187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6111855109347866187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/chalet-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2331474880466975871</id><published>2009-06-18T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T01:34:27.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Getting all emotional isnt really healthy.&lt;br /&gt;Shall get started on my homeworks already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always look on the bright side of life.&lt;br /&gt;Darn. This phrase ...&lt;br /&gt;NAQ is coming. HAHA. But i suppose sec 5 batch are so unprepared..&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about the sec 4s. Oh well, i am sure that elite schools out there are already working hard for it already.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope that we wont get the CERTIFICATE OF PARTICIPATION.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, that really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my captain isnt doing anything to get us started.&lt;br /&gt;I shall just follow and RELAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or perhaps i secretly study on my own, and lead the team to victory.&lt;br /&gt;Okay bullshit.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, chalet coming. Wonder if there is much time left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, byebye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2331474880466975871?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2331474880466975871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-all-emotional-isnt-really.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2331474880466975871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2331474880466975871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-all-emotional-isnt-really.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5968796491687228314</id><published>2009-06-16T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T09:15:11.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yah, i forget about WeiYun.&lt;br /&gt;She wish me happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. You silent reader. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks shuting and annie for the present :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5968796491687228314?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5968796491687228314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-yah-i-forget-about-weiyun.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5968796491687228314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5968796491687228314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/oh-yah-i-forget-about-weiyun.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5053572638133435198</id><published>2009-06-15T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T07:18:18.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm unhappy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5053572638133435198?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5053572638133435198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-unhappy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5053572638133435198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5053572638133435198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-unhappy.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-2727040426115978964</id><published>2009-06-09T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T00:18:04.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post.</title><content type='html'>Alright,  first thing about my 100th post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddy, please come back soon.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I want you to be safe and sound. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I know it sound mushy.&lt;br /&gt;Oh whatever. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i am going out soon again.&lt;br /&gt;So later i continue about my 100th post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-2727040426115978964?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/2727040426115978964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/100th-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2727040426115978964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/2727040426115978964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/100th-post.html' title='100th post.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3761752664675472677</id><published>2009-06-06T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:15:17.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>99th</title><content type='html'>It's my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I am feeling unhappy right now.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;It is very hot.&lt;br /&gt;I miss _____ , but i dont think _____ miss me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, alright, since saukuen is not a silent reader.&lt;br /&gt;Then i post about her.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Thank you for texting me that night. Smiles.&lt;br /&gt;Cheer up ar..&lt;br /&gt;Despite countless troubles u have, i know u can conquer them.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.. Okay thats all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3761752664675472677?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3761752664675472677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/99th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3761752664675472677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3761752664675472677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/99th.html' title='99th'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-491068917846125576</id><published>2009-06-06T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T12:02:58.182-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank so many people.&lt;br /&gt;My clique for&lt;br /&gt;holding a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;Those wishes that people gave me.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;Important people too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i am very fat now.&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;going to start working out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those people who were there at the birthday surprise:&lt;br /&gt;Ang Jian Xu , Brandon Chua, Bervyn Chua, Chiong Shi Wei, Ho Wilven, Lin&lt;br /&gt;Zhilin, Tan Jun Zhi, Teng Ziyan, Ye Shuting, Zhuo Yousen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, i am touched. HEHE. Brandon plan it out if i not wrong,&lt;br /&gt;specially thanks to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up, those with birthday wishes:&lt;br /&gt;Guys : Nicky, Jian Le, Darren Chua Yong Sheng, Alvin , Hidayat, Boon&lt;br /&gt;Siong&lt;br /&gt;Girls : Sylvia, Pang Jiamin , Lishwen, Annie, Shuting, Selina , Seeyin,&lt;br /&gt;Xinhua, Xuelin, Xueming,&lt;br /&gt;Saukuen, Karin, Toh Jinghui, Felt, Felicia Tan, Hui Loon, Vanessa, Penny,&lt;br /&gt;Jia Chyi, Rachael, Kelly Yap, Jiayi , Siqi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am sure that i miss out people. So if i miss out you, i am so&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to post this for my Clique:&lt;br /&gt;You guys are very important in my life.&lt;br /&gt;I would want our friendship to continue on and on.&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the old friend, Ang Jian Xu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I post this for my buddy:&lt;br /&gt;I am very touched by what you have done.&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are in perth, but i am sure that you still have me in your mind.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. As in a friend, so readers dont misunderstand.&lt;br /&gt;Bearing the extra cost, she text me when she is in perth.&lt;br /&gt;She blog about me when she is in perth.&lt;br /&gt;That i am very touched already. Thank you. Friends for Life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family:&lt;br /&gt;Countless times of quarreling, disagreements.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, still together as one.&lt;br /&gt;I am glad i was born here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sylvia, I know she cant tahan until 12.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Budden still tahan till 11 plus and send me an early one.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicia Tan, HEHE THANK YOU!!!.&lt;br /&gt;I know you want be first, budden people stole it away for being first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felt : thank you. I dont know what else to say to you. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuting : Countless times of repeating happy bday . Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xinhua : Buying me a balloon and wishing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darren Chua Yong Sheng: You are not forgotten. TEAMMATE! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saukuen : THANK YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiamin : First one to text me right on time. HAHA. And i dont want be lao pa la -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siqi : Thank you for wishing me straight when u reach Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you realise that your name is not up there. You can kindly tag at my tagboard.&lt;br /&gt;Cause i wont write if u are a slient reader you see.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going out tommorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i am so dead beat now.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Yawns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I going sleep. BYEBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-491068917846125576?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/491068917846125576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-my-birthday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/491068917846125576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/491068917846125576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-my-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4140763760959672324</id><published>2009-06-05T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T07:40:15.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am super happy, cause tons of people remembered my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Readers out there oso must wish me hor!&lt;br /&gt;HEHEHEHEHE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4140763760959672324?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4140763760959672324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-super-happy-cause-tons-of-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4140763760959672324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4140763760959672324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-super-happy-cause-tons-of-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7726792624326414983</id><published>2009-06-05T05:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T05:05:50.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; You never know what is best for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Even though i have the best intentions. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-.-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7726792624326414983?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7726792624326414983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-never-know-what-is-best-for-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7726792624326414983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7726792624326414983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/you-never-know-what-is-best-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4415769593758340860</id><published>2009-06-05T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:29:03.786-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Find this pose alittle weird. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SijWwtRV3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/rjSRjIfaUK4/s1600-h/P5290082.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343757090149490306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SijWwtRV3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/rjSRjIfaUK4/s320/P5290082.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs flowing through my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering whether you still do. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pondering whether how are you. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Where were you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I miss you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4415769593758340860?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4415769593758340860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/find-this-pose-alittle-weird.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4415769593758340860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4415769593758340860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/find-this-pose-alittle-weird.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SijWwtRV3oI/AAAAAAAAACA/rjSRjIfaUK4/s72-c/P5290082.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6520554401206077928</id><published>2009-06-04T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:54:07.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tons of expressions during a day.</title><content type='html'>Firstly, Bon voyage to my Buddy.&lt;br /&gt;Hope she comes back safely. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;She's off for one week.&lt;br /&gt;Going to miss my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, Coach say i got more plump already.&lt;br /&gt;Dammit. I know how much i have eaten during the times when i work out.&lt;br /&gt;But now i have still been eating the same amount but never work out.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrating man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A person just pissed me off in msn just now.&lt;br /&gt;How irritating could he be.&lt;br /&gt;Last time he ask me want tution.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, if u read my blog, for your information, i am 2nd in class.&lt;br /&gt;Do i seem like i want your tution.&lt;br /&gt;Even if u give me tution for free, i am going to say no you stupid gay shit.&lt;br /&gt;So what a university student.&lt;br /&gt;Tons of bullshit coming out from you.&lt;br /&gt;Forget about you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When out to sort of "work out" today.&lt;br /&gt;Play just alittle of basketball.&lt;br /&gt;As expected, my skills deprove.&lt;br /&gt;Felt tired after abit of those games.&lt;br /&gt;As expected once more, stamina deprove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i reach home, thinking about some stuff.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling exhausted at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies. I suppose many friends or classmate are putting me as target already.&lt;br /&gt;Definitely i wouldnt want to lose.&lt;br /&gt;So therefore, i would want to TRY to would hard and HOPEFULLY i am able to do it.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, its hard i guess. But i have to try.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling that i have to go out for a run everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i know that i have to keep fit somehow.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go shopping, want to buy somethings for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Alittle cash tight due to the activities install for this holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i'm off. Bye bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6520554401206077928?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6520554401206077928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/tons-of-expressions-during-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6520554401206077928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6520554401206077928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/tons-of-expressions-during-day.html' title='Tons of expressions during a day.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-7890594476047229637</id><published>2009-06-03T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:39:37.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SiZuzXR5LVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6f_kK7vMSB0/s1600-h/DSC04849[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343079836623121746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SiZuzXR5LVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6f_kK7vMSB0/s320/DSC04849%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love for this photo. HAHA. Felt the bond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, suddenly felt like posting.&lt;br /&gt;Wondering if i should .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-7890594476047229637?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/7890594476047229637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-in-love-for-this-photo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7890594476047229637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/7890594476047229637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-so-in-love-for-this-photo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SiZuzXR5LVI/AAAAAAAAAB4/6f_kK7vMSB0/s72-c/DSC04849%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3079685977358046698</id><published>2009-06-03T05:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:12:54.198-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so glad for my class position.&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly glad as i knew that i could do better.&lt;br /&gt;And i want to do way better, thats for sure.&lt;br /&gt;Mum was impress. But still, that isnt all i got up there.&lt;br /&gt;Knowledge way beyond your imagination, thats what i have.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, perhaps crap to some, but still it might be possible.&lt;br /&gt;I would be so enjoying this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what is install for me?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm playing quite hard now.&lt;br /&gt;Like people said,&lt;br /&gt;When it is the time you study, you study.&lt;br /&gt;When it is the time to play, you play.&lt;br /&gt;Study hard and Play hard at the appropriate time.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i am doing it now.&lt;br /&gt;And i dont play too much. Later play until addicted hard to get back to studies.&lt;br /&gt;Afterall, its an important year for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to thank buddy for that early birthday wish.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, perhaps she got something on on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i forgive her. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I am actually a very understanding person. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AH CIA is so crazy man. So blur. LOL. okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i am bored now. Maybe i should go out and have some fresh air. HEH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3079685977358046698?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3079685977358046698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-glad-for-my-class-position.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3079685977358046698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3079685977358046698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-am-so-glad-for-my-class-position.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5435259134813729115</id><published>2009-06-02T02:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T02:07:57.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Songs.&lt;br /&gt;Two songs playing in my blog are some of my favourite songs.&lt;br /&gt;Last night went to brandon house overnight.&lt;br /&gt;Skip lesson today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess soon, it will be parent teacher meeting alright.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully no bad complains.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5435259134813729115?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5435259134813729115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/songs.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5435259134813729115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5435259134813729115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/06/songs.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6580632360504427013</id><published>2009-05-30T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T11:39:27.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, i've been to singapore flyer today.&lt;br /&gt;HOHO.&lt;br /&gt;Alright. View so and so.&lt;br /&gt;But yea, still enjoyed the time with my family and two friends.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i cant invite other due to the lack of ticket.&lt;br /&gt;HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry now at 2.38am.&lt;br /&gt;Means now is sunday. And later i going to study.&lt;br /&gt;So thats mean O level mother tongue is tml.&lt;br /&gt;Alright byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6580632360504427013?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6580632360504427013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-ive-been-to-singapore-flyer-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6580632360504427013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6580632360504427013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-ive-been-to-singapore-flyer-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-3408232733082075989</id><published>2009-05-29T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:44:09.964-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You disgust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Dont worry, dont care about who.&lt;br /&gt;Unless u are really a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Or else i wont tell u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-3408232733082075989?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/3408232733082075989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-disgust-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3408232733082075989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/3408232733082075989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-disgust-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-6033965058753293738</id><published>2009-05-27T08:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T08:44:27.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Boring. Boring. Boring.&lt;br /&gt;Went to cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;Not much difference only layer it.&lt;br /&gt;Want my hair to grow longer.&lt;br /&gt;Like last time -*smiles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 4 days more to GCE O level Mother Tongue.&lt;br /&gt;Practically doing papers everyday.&lt;br /&gt;I do hope that my chinese will &lt;strong&gt;improve&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps get a B grade. I would be smiling and laughing away.&lt;br /&gt;Seems impossible the way i am handling things now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days more to Parent teacher meeting.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully that day, teacher would tell my parents good stuff.&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i would get a better position in class as my POA pull me down.&lt;br /&gt;Behaviour is okay in class.&lt;br /&gt;Just that my results improve.&lt;br /&gt;Foresee that my form teacher would speak more about &lt;strong&gt;results&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 days more to GCE O level English Language Seminar.&lt;br /&gt;This seminar is suppose to improve my english language.&lt;br /&gt;Useful or not i would know after i attend and after i obtain my results.&lt;br /&gt;Still teacher plays a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7, 8 and 9 days more to extra lesson.&lt;br /&gt;Holidays and yet we are going back for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;How boring, but what to do, admit that this is &lt;strong&gt;life&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 days more is a day that i would take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 days more&lt;/strong&gt; is a &lt;strong&gt;special day&lt;/strong&gt; to me.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully many would remember.&lt;br /&gt;I think i wouldnt be expecting much from that day.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why. Just felt that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talk about now, my mind is more calm now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am cheerful as there are some who are concern.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I appreciate that, Thanks alot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorrow is another day of &lt;strong&gt;chinese marathon&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, ideas ideas. Non-stop. Perhaps only in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;Felt sleepy at times when doing the intensive.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i guess i have to sleep soon to give more attention to my papers tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Digress sometimes in my papers, what i should not be doing.&lt;br /&gt;I guess i really have no time to waste.&lt;br /&gt;Wish that i would stop all the blabbering and get into &lt;strong&gt;action&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i am going to &lt;strong&gt;focus&lt;/strong&gt; tommorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I have to sleep &lt;strong&gt;now.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night readers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-6033965058753293738?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/6033965058753293738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6033965058753293738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/6033965058753293738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-929064789749819892</id><published>2009-05-26T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T08:08:00.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritated</title><content type='html'>My mind is in a mess now. Standing at the end of the cliff not knowing what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;Cant expect the most from you. Felt so useless at times.&lt;br /&gt;If i could jump down, everything would be put to an end.&lt;br /&gt;But i know that somewhere out there, there is a need for me.&lt;br /&gt;Kept on posting about study. Am i really working hard?&lt;br /&gt;Some make me piss for nothing. I suppose he is purposely doing it.&lt;br /&gt;He make me feel that he is really biased. Opposing me.&lt;br /&gt;Useless i am , but so what, you might need to rely on me in the future, perhaps not.&lt;br /&gt;Gossips.&lt;br /&gt;Keep quiet about everything.&lt;br /&gt;Tolerating.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps someday i might burst. Burst like a balloon.&lt;br /&gt;Hatred grew..&lt;br /&gt;Pissed off..&lt;br /&gt;W/e. Readers dont even care.&lt;br /&gt;You dont care either, what for i comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-929064789749819892?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/929064789749819892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritated.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/929064789749819892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/929064789749819892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/irritated.html' title='Irritated'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4731138531354923114</id><published>2009-05-24T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T23:35:45.579-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>POA results sucks like hell i swear.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i felt that paper was easy but wth.&lt;br /&gt;Last year was the same thing , set my Mrs Diana Kang,&lt;br /&gt;Well, i suppose she love to kill the students and somehow making them learn something.&lt;br /&gt;Phyiscs was okay. Chem pulled my results down. GREAT!.&lt;br /&gt;Wasnt satisfied with my mid year results. It is really breaks me down.&lt;br /&gt;Especially the part on getting back my POA results.&lt;br /&gt;Lost the bet. Nvm.&lt;br /&gt;Realise i really never work out already.&lt;br /&gt;Remembered those times in cca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sho8HwAinBI/AAAAAAAAABc/RkrPlprsd5s/s1600-h/Defence+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339646412045065234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sho8HwAinBI/AAAAAAAAABc/RkrPlprsd5s/s320/Defence+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4731138531354923114?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4731138531354923114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/poa-results-sucks-like-hell-i-swear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4731138531354923114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4731138531354923114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/poa-results-sucks-like-hell-i-swear.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/Sho8HwAinBI/AAAAAAAAABc/RkrPlprsd5s/s72-c/Defence+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5752573295673910042</id><published>2009-05-24T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T08:22:48.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;O level mother tongue is less than a week i suppose. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant believe i am still slacking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But teenagers should know how suck it would be to study after one exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But still this is a more important exams than MYE. Thats for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;GOSH, Chinese intensive sucks like hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;ARGH. Everyday of full chinese paper. Paper 1 and Paper 2 -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BLAH BLAH BLAH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;While having my intensive chinese, Chester is having extra lessons of POA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My oh my he is so going to improve. My rivals is going to be a harder challenge than before.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But i treat that as something good. So that i will work harder, probably. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm rather happy now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay bye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5752573295673910042?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5752573295673910042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-photo-when-my-hair-was-long.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5752573295673910042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5752573295673910042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-photo-when-my-hair-was-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-9111279339196384083</id><published>2009-05-23T02:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T02:24:32.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soon i will be off to drink alcohol. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Chiong.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i Mid-year examinations.&lt;br /&gt;Most unexpected results, my Chinese for mid year pass.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. I'm glad. But it is really a borderline pass.&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Geography, did somehow great and bad.&lt;br /&gt;Got 1st in geography in class. But still i wasted four marks for misunderstanding.&lt;br /&gt;If not it will pull my SS marks.&lt;br /&gt;K, i suppose thats all.&lt;br /&gt;O level chinese comes real soon. In a week time.&lt;br /&gt;I cant focus.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-9111279339196384083?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/9111279339196384083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/soon-i-will-be-off-to-drink-alcohol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9111279339196384083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/9111279339196384083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/soon-i-will-be-off-to-drink-alcohol.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-8438635818297762741</id><published>2009-05-21T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T08:23:29.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Played bball today.&lt;br /&gt;Felt like playing tournament again.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, but i dont feel like joining cca during pre- U years. See how then&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-8438635818297762741?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/8438635818297762741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/played-bball-today.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8438635818297762741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/8438635818297762741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/played-bball-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-27092286269582280</id><published>2009-05-21T02:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T02:04:59.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid year.</title><content type='html'>Got back few of my results. All passes for today, some very satisfied, mostly not.&lt;br /&gt;Hope that i would pass my language, and get high for POA.&lt;br /&gt;Today POA paper 1 was super easy i think. Laughs.&lt;br /&gt;Diana Kang even told me in the exam venue that it was peanuts. AGREED.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Hope no careless, and Paper 2 wont drag me down from obtaining _ marks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-27092286269582280?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/27092286269582280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-year.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/27092286269582280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/27092286269582280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/mid-year.html' title='Mid year.'/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5434789070062730575</id><published>2009-05-19T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T22:35:36.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Suddenly i think of buddy alot.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why.&lt;br /&gt;I bet buddy must be touched. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I got my last paper tomorrow. I going out to study now le.&lt;br /&gt;Bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5434789070062730575?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5434789070062730575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/suddenly-i-think-of-buddy-alot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5434789070062730575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5434789070062730575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/suddenly-i-think-of-buddy-alot.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-5939395673241800017</id><published>2009-05-19T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T00:23:43.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I realise i haven post about yesterday two paper.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, here goes.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was POA Paper2 and Physics.&lt;br /&gt;Physics was easy, although i didnt study much.&lt;br /&gt;I regretted not studying much, if not i can score better.&lt;br /&gt;Tried my best for POA.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its was okay, except one question. -.-&lt;br /&gt;After that, go out and slack. Was so dam tired.&lt;br /&gt;After that, went home game till around at most 12am.&lt;br /&gt;Then i went to bed. Today wake up at 2 am. 14hrs straight.&lt;br /&gt;Kinda enjoy my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;K, lazy blog and plus nothing to blog already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-5939395673241800017?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/5939395673241800017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-realise-i-haven-post-about-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5939395673241800017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/5939395673241800017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-realise-i-haven-post-about-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7250710113335333784.post-4463612423277786037</id><published>2009-05-16T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T10:40:42.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawns, 1.22am and i am posting.&lt;br /&gt;To some, its not late at all.&lt;br /&gt;But i have to wake up at 6plus am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, i'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have clinged two deals already.&lt;br /&gt;I want to have more.&lt;br /&gt;Meritocracy, is that how i spell, i forgotten about secondary 3 topics already. (Goverance)&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, it means work for reward.&lt;br /&gt;Clinged one with a teacher and another with my mum.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher is for Mid-Year. O levels for mum.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it motivates me to score better.&lt;br /&gt;POA Paper 2and Physics on monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be test on so many topics on monday, and yet i have wasted two days already.&lt;br /&gt;I know it will be so hard to complete those topics tml.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps i should focus on the main points.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously , i dont know how to study for POA. All the exams and test i have gone through.&lt;br /&gt;I realise i look through only. But this Mid Year , all topics are tested, meaning sec 3 ,4 and 5 topics are all covered, hope i can rmb all topics..&lt;br /&gt;Some topics are already flashing in my mind, while some topics need to be revise.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i need to score, really. I want to see improvement. As i improve further, it enables me to reach my aim, get my reward, obtain a better future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics is next. Physics also have tons to study. Another subject i think would be quite hard but yet again i need to perform in.&lt;br /&gt;I think not all topics are tested. But still, most of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days wasted, Mid-Year is almost over , i cant believe that my stamina is so lousy.&lt;br /&gt;Unable for me to last till the end of examinations. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps, i should have a study plan already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another chalet awaits. Save money so can spend more. HEHE.&lt;br /&gt;But still, cannot forget about my books, got to spend somedays of my holiday studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.40am already, i have to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7250710113335333784-4463612423277786037?l=tyrk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/feeds/4463612423277786037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/yawns-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4463612423277786037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7250710113335333784/posts/default/4463612423277786037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tyrk.blogspot.com/2009/05/yawns-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Ken</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16178760240182948932</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_MSQLTLFhRkQ/SXy4LthAgNI/AAAAAAAAAAM/wHLJTlcy7so/S220/Sentosa.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
