<?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-7253770266719362678</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:01:08.633-07:00</updated><category term='link ppl also cannot meh. 11.15pm'/><category term='Sadness doesnt seem to go away. 3 may'/><category term='12.30am'/><category term='19/4/2007'/><category term='9.10pm'/><category term='6.14pm'/><category term='18/4/2007'/><category term='SAD. 4 May 2007'/><category term='what exactly does a woman want?'/><category term='29 April 2007'/><category term='4.16pm'/><category term='21 April 2007'/><category term='23 april 2007'/><category term='12.23am'/><category term='26 April 2007'/><category term='11.55pm'/><category term='1.18pm'/><category term='1.20am'/><category term='24 april 2007'/><category term='8.06pm'/><category term='16 May 2007'/><category term='12.20am'/><title type='text'>I WANT US TO LAST FOREVER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-1897157017071577232</id><published>2007-05-08T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T03:03:48.236-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what exactly does a woman want?'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='16 May 2007'/><title type='text'>what is becoming of us</title><content type='html'>i know its my fault. i shouldnt have said those things. but i didnt break my promise right? hais. today just doesnt feel the same as yesterday. since we got together, this always happens. im so sick and tired of it. almost every week, we always have a cold war, a period of sadness or whatever. i just hate all this things so much. if we hadn't got together, im sure life would be better for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, im thinking, whether we should have gotten together in the first place. if we didnt, we wouldnt have so many problems. we seldom meet, seldom go out. this relationship feels so fake. i know i;ve not been doing much for you.. but i want to start doing from today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you dont like me going out with a girl, yet you go out with a boy and have so much fun. you dont like cold wars, but u are the one who always initiate it. you dont like me to break promises and i;ve tried my best not to. but you're still not happy. should we just end this? cause this shoudnt continue. maybe you'll be happier with someone else who doesnt make you sad. if you aren't happy, let me go by all means..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-1897157017071577232?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/1897157017071577232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=1897157017071577232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/1897157017071577232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/1897157017071577232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/05/what-is-becoming-of-us.html' title='what is becoming of us'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-4271849995616424536</id><published>2007-05-04T08:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T09:14:29.131-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SAD. 4 May 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='11.55pm'/><title type='text'>SADSADSAD</title><content type='html'>yesterday school ended 1pm. quite early ah, then i had no plans also. so since meiling was going to ecp to so called "drown herself" -.- , i decided to tag along also luh. went home, changed, then met her at parkway macs. wow, she's quite tall for her age. 1.6m at 13 yrs old. wth. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok then went to the underpass at ntuc there. i dont understand why she still wanna go ecp cycle when it is drizzling? haha. weird girl. lol. ok so went to eat macs first. she ate mcspicy. and she didnt drink any drinks. wonder how she tahan the spiciness. oh forgot, she's half thai. thai can tahan spicy food well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so went to rent bike and almost no one was cycling la walao. we so extra. zzz. i din know she was damn talkative la. she was supposed to be sad leh, cos of her bf's problems. and the next day got exam then somemore still so relax. can go ecp cycle. wth. so cycled till changi safra there then u turned. saw quite lot of ppl fishing. haha. discovered quite a lot of new spots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was like telling me so many tings la. my brain cant absorb all of em. zzz. omg then on the way back, got one woman roller bladin. she fell down and she went "AIYO!" omg lols wtf, damn funny siah. she lost her balance and then cant stop. she held on to a cone but too bad the cone not stuck to the ground. so she hugged the cone and fell. ): sad. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so walk to bus stop then went home. nowadays dunno why also, always sad sad at night. then i online alr, talked to darling. and i felt damn &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COLD. &lt;/span&gt;not temperature that kinda cold. another type. im sure u know. then after that no more talking le. dont know why. i thought she was angry or sad with me AGAIN. but turns out she wasnt. but nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so now, about today, school was boring. had the stupid lesson about communication skills again. learn about english. omg and so many assignments are coming up. stress ah. after school went fishing with sam at BEDOK RESERVOIR. yes i know it sounds stupid, but there is actually fish in there. but we caught none. we reached there and started fishing at some ILLEGAL SPOT. kena caught by rangers. but we managed to escape la. tried to reason with the frigging noobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw jesus today. some boy wearing sandals and holding a stick and using it as a walking aid. omg. teenager jesus! lol. so after that went home, played soccer for a while then blog. tmr got soccer again. 7.30am. lucky got alan to follow me (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u dont like me going out with certain girls. i know you love me. well, you think i like you to go out with those beng friends of yours? or even talk about them? bengs just piss me off. and u still do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-4271849995616424536?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/4271849995616424536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=4271849995616424536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4271849995616424536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4271849995616424536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/05/sadsadsad.html' title='SADSADSAD'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-2111988657244142242</id><published>2007-05-02T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T09:27:33.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12.20am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sadness doesnt seem to go away. 3 may'/><title type='text'>MISERY</title><content type='html'>nothing much to say today. woke up, found out that my mum and younger brother , louis, were at home. turns out that my mum and brother were sick. they went doctor and just came back. so i prepared for today's school and left the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn sian. the first lesson was communication skills. sian. study about english. i hate language subjects. somemore i dont understand a lot of things. then next lesson was intro to hosp and tourism lecture. i didnt print out the notes beforehand. so go thr do nothing. stone, sms. dots hor. the lecture ended 35 minutes earlier. yay (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i received a message from darling. very sad. ): at that time i also dont know what happen to her. why is she crying.? i wanna know. but sadly, she doesnt wanna tell. or maybe she just feels uncomfortable to confide in me. i dont know, seriously. when i reached home, she was still sleeping. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to play soccer with xd at the basketball court. very sian. nowadays also raining everyday. no soccer, no fishing. ): but no darling is the worst thing that can ever happen. ))):  then she told me about her problem, FINALLY. turns out to be friends and studies. also can see that from her blog. dont worry la, it'll be alright. dont think too much okays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few nights, i dont know why. but i've been thinking about ME,YOU,AND US. i've realised there's a lot to be improved on if we wanna make this last. ): im not as good as you expected me to be. and i know it myself. i wanna be the best bf you ever had but. hais. and we meet very seldom. which is a bad point also. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also always tend to be sad only at night. dont know why. but usually, by the next morning, all the sadness will leave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;temporarily.&lt;/span&gt; but it will still come back at night to haunt me. i really wanna be there for you, share your sadness with you, console you in times when you're feeling down but we have our own difficulties. we have practically no time for each other. we're busy with our own stuffs. this cant go on you know. its saddening to know that it's happening to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no more time to fetch you from school, as my school usually ends late and i really regret not spending more time with you during my holidays. i've not done enough to deserve your love and i know that i have to do more, in order to sustain our relationship. im a introvert by nature and nothing can change the fact. im cowardly, shy and a noob in love. im born like that. but im a coward who is willing to try and i hope you will have the patience to wait for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about marriage, i really do hope it happens to us both. cos it seems that our love is deep. and not those kinda puppy love; i hope. for now, i just hope we'll last and i'll give you my 100% too. GF&gt;FRIENDS (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love you,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-2111988657244142242?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/2111988657244142242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=2111988657244142242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2111988657244142242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2111988657244142242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/05/misery.html' title='MISERY'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-7770676817425519052</id><published>2007-04-28T23:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T06:14:03.400-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='4.16pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='29 April 2007'/><title type='text'>love you</title><content type='html'>FRIDAY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna say sorry to her. i didnt know that she would be so sad over something that i meant as a joke. i bluffed her that i was going to stay in the school's hostel but i forgot to say it was a joke. and she was damn sad la, but i didnt know why. -.- so sorry darling. ): and i wont blog about girls anymore. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i missed out on the chance to join the tutoring cca lor. on the last day of the cca recruitment they say the close at 5pm so i think, after school at 4pm then go sign up for that cca. its about going to schools and teaching primary sch kids, giving them tuition etc. 3 hrs every saturday. then at 3.40pm my friend told me the stall close le. i was like WTH! cheat my feelings! walao... i really wanted to join it.. somemore got my friends shirley and huimin inside.. sam also supposed to join with me.. sobx sobx. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATURDAY :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was damn fun. darling asked me out. she finlly has time!! after.. erm.. 28 days without seeing her. -.- so i met her at parkway with her tuition friend rahman. then we sent him off at the hwker then me and her went to the library. nowadays the library also so full, so bo pian, sit on one small sofa chair and she did her work. she kept complaining it was cold, but i dont think so lor.. zzz. after about 2 hours, she finished. then she wanna go play swing opposite the library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then reached there, got one person playing swing le, so she go play by herself. so i sat at the slide there listening to music. then joelle told me that yew heng was sian-ed at home, so she ask me whether wanna ask him come over, thn i say anything lor. so while waiting for yew heng, joelle played the swing and chatted with him on the phone, then i sadsad de sit one corner stone. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after that we got tired of playing then sat on a bench. saw 2 dogs walking by, one of them was limping. sad siah. ): so joelle said she was a lil hungry so went to pp to buy a wafer or waffleor whatever. then walked to inside pp and walk walk and sat down at the staircase while waiting for yewheng to arrive in his cab. -.- we talked quite a lot till he arrived. then he &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;forced &lt;/span&gt;us go ecp ride bike. i was like wth, dont want la. but it turned out quite fun. thanks yewheng (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we walked to ecp then after we crossed the underpassed, the path was all flooded. they were called '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ponds' &lt;/span&gt;by yewheng. zzz. so we walked across the grass but it was also mostly wet, then joelle scared she step on mud. -.- but she really did la. then she stood there and just scream : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aahhhhh!&lt;/span&gt; walao omg. i was like, DIAO. yewheng also very paiseh, quickly run away from her. -.- then i just guide her onto the walking path. so went to macdonalds to wash leg, then to rent a bike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just knew what yewheng was up to. he go choose the 2 seater bike for me and her. walao. paiseh can. dont want la, so ended up everyone 1 bike each. (: so we started cycling quite slowly, cos she scared to cycle fast. cycle cycle cycle, take pics take pics take pics... -.- thats all she knows.. then on the way we stopped for a drink. and yew heng went back to macs to meet his friends. he said he'll meet us later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we cycled further on and it was quite dark already. then we stopped near an underpass and waited for yewheng there. then we heard voices in the underpass. damn scary eh. so we go down see. turns out is a mother and her 2 kids. zzz. then the mother so poor thing, carry bike up the stairs. so i helped her carry her son's bike up. she thanked me. (: so we waited for yewheng until damn long la. his 2 minutes is like, half an hour lor. then at night the lampposts all got a lot of flies below it. so irritating. they keep attacking me and darling. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he finally came then we cycled till CHANGI SAFRA. on the way there, yewheng damn bad eh, he asked me to pangseh Joelle, since she was in front. but i dont want la. later she confirm scared one. lols. then we had to make a u turn as we had to reutrn the bikes soon but we are still damn far. and that yew heng always like to go far far in front then hide one corner, waiting for us to go in front then he suddenly sneak up on us from behind. zz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then on the way, yew heng made one new friend called melvin. he was joelle's school OM de nephew. so coincicental ah. -.- then while we were riding back. JOELLE SUDDENLY BRAKED AGAIN. then the melvin guy banged into her, and he landed on the floor. like motionless for a while, then he suddenly said " SORRY ". i was like WTH? so funny and scary la. before this, i also almost banged into her. yew heng also. cos she suddenly braked. lucky she only got a cut and nothing else. but i really pity the guy. zzz. she is damn unpredictable and that makes her scary. so we went to return the bikes. when we go off the bikes, waa damn shiok. yewheng said he feel like he's fflying. lols. everywhere also numb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then walking to macs that time. Joelle kena cramp in her calf. waa she stand there and AHHHH again. she said wanna call her ahma for help. -.- but her ahma's not around anymore ): noone to help her. so i helped her to macs then wash leg then go buy food. sian lor, yewheng and her talking about straw folding. then i felt so left out, but nvm i was msging xd noob. he wanted to play soccer when i came back, but in the end he said nvm, some other day. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so about 9.30pm we left macs then send yewheng off to his friend's bbq pit. walk until so long also haven reach. zzz. then after walking for so long, finally reached. said byebye to him then we walked home. talked more than usual and was quite scary cos left very little ppl. T_T finally reached the katong park underpass after SO LONG. so tired la. -.- then took a pic tgt outside the underpass and we went down. damn scary la, but lucky the lights were bright. inside the underpass she took a pic. wth. zzz. then got one moth also. might be her ahma protecting her?? lols maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally reached katong park. played swing a while then i got giddy. so i stopped and she continued. after a while, walked home. sent her home then i also went home. bathed, used comp a while then slept. had damn a lot of fun today ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUNDAY ( TODAY) :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went church. sianz. nothing much today. only that Joelle today very crap. tell me a lot of crap things. dunno what happen to her. she cheat and broke my heart means she loves me. CRAP RIGHT? -.- okok enough of blogging. hands tired. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had made use of the free time i had during the holidays to spend more time with her. kinda regret it now that poly has start. sobx ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-7770676817425519052?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/7770676817425519052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=7770676817425519052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/7770676817425519052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/7770676817425519052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/love-you.html' title='love you'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-7923356195039503835</id><published>2007-04-26T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T07:56:55.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='26 April 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='8.06pm'/><title type='text'>sianz</title><content type='html'>today suppose to be no school. supposed to fetch darling. then... when i was sleeping, sam called me. he told me he ponned school today and ask me whether wanna go out nots. so i said yes then met him at kallang macs. chat a while then eat breakfast then after that we go paya lebar cos am wanted to buy some stuff. but in the end he didnt. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after paya lebar, we went to the nearby kfc and ate AGAIN. 3 hours breakfast we ate lunch. damn full can. somemore he dont want his drink then i help him to drink. -.- dont waste money ma. then after that go sheng shiong see fish and prawns. haha. so fun to look at fishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that walk to school to collect o lvl cert and maybe see tinghui for a while. but sad la, tinghui got english test. so cant. so while waiting for sch to end after collecting the cert, i went to the schools's caretaker, uncle chngs's pond to use my hand to catch some of the small guppies. then so suay la, he caught me. but he only can see my back, he cant see what im trying to do. heng siah, if not very paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that school end le, i saw someone i didnt expect to see; meiling. talk to her for awhile then i suddenly heard soccer ball sounds. haha! sure got ppl playing soccer at the soccer court. i go look see then saw sec 1's playing. was kinda bored so joined them lor. in the end, i scored 2 goals out of 4 goals for my team. haha. quite fun la, but they too noob le. fun means they make me laugh at the way they play soccer la. just like xd noob and hamster. soccer clowns. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my sis told me that jesselyn, meiling;s friend also saw me then she wanna see what i look like. omg diaos. nvm, i will go back to tk soon. i wanna see the ultimate xiaomeimei also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school we went beach road. to look for fishing equipments. cos me and sam wanted to try out a new method of fishing; luring. we go  see then we saw really damn cheap and quite good rods. $20 for rod + reel leh. somemore both rod and reel quite good one leh.so we bought them then wanted to buy some lures also since we planning to lure at bedok reservoir some time soon.&lt;br /&gt;we asked the shop guy forr some advise on lure fishing and he was really helpful la. he gave hell lot of good advise. 1 lure cost $12.50. we bought 2. if kena sangkot ah, heartpain siah. 12.50 down the drain. ): sad worx. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we went back to my house the river there talk a little bit on our next fishing trip and that sam ah, he really think too much, he got a lot of ' what ifs '.. reminds me of someone. (: then he wanna go home le, so follow him take cab then i go home le. then when i waiting for lift, i saw another ultimate xiaomeimei. JOELLE! lols. haha but she so far away. somemore my lift come le. so nvm. see her another day. but i almost cant tahan le la. miss her so much. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after i bathe i went to play soccer with xd noob until 10pm. we trained header, fast passing and shooting. damn tired siah. actually i din wan to go but he very sad. cos he know he going to flunk his exams so he ask me to pei him play soccer. im supposed to msn with darling lor. ): then i msg-ed her she din reply. ): 3 times. i came home, msn-ed with her then she like sad sad like that. she sad = i sad. ): hais... its becos o fme. but i dont know what i did.. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she go cycling with her cousin then also never ask me ): im sad ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EDIT ( 10.50pm ) : lol omg turns out that im the fault. i caused didi to fall down, caused her to cry for nth. i bluffed her say i moving into my school hostels on weekdays. then she sad siah, and i dont know why, cos i wanted to bluff her, but forgot to tell her i was joking. hais, sianz. im so idiot la. but anyway, its retribution for her april fool joke. wahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-7923356195039503835?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/7923356195039503835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=7923356195039503835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/7923356195039503835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/7923356195039503835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/sianz.html' title='sianz'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-4019014930019527436</id><published>2007-04-23T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:51:07.777-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='24 april 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12.30am'/><title type='text'>missing her</title><content type='html'>today was okay la. school started at 3. but we met at 2pm to go for lunch together as a class. our class not bad, the ppl all very friendly. esp the boys. all very likeable, no arrogant ppl, no bengs, no nerds. just nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lesson was boring la. fill in the blanks in the notes. diao. -.- it went on for one and a half hours. lameshit. after that met cheese then he paid me back my 50 dollars. went to buy some jeans and clothes then go home. sianed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr meeting my class ppl for brea-fast again. haha. when i reached home, i discovered that one of my prawns was dead. ): sad worx. the tail kena eaten. lols. sad case siah. then at night i couldnt find my ic and ez link. i needed it to claim my tp matriculation card. it was all along in y bag la, but i just couldnt find it and i almost felt like crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then darling ask me to cry. she said its ok. after i cry then i will feel better. then i said i'll only cry if u dont want me anymore. then she said she wants to see me cry. ): but of cos can tell she's joking la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, im just so disappointed in you la. what u think is best for yourself may not be true. u definitely can do it one, just that u lack the confidence and determination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-imiss&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-4019014930019527436?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/4019014930019527436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=4019014930019527436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4019014930019527436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4019014930019527436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/today-was-okay-la.html' title='missing her'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-2020574628191175138</id><published>2007-04-22T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T09:23:30.398-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='23 april 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='12.23am'/><title type='text'>you're not useless</title><content type='html'>boring day la today. went church then after that go makan. then on the way home, i kena stomachpain. pain until damn jialat. until i started sweating. go home shit all the things away. haha.&lt;br /&gt;after that follow xd noob go old airport road cut hair. at the new salon. lols he damn funny lahs. keep giving me those cute faces. then after that played soccer at the field, which was a lil wet. so it was a lil slippery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xd noob slipped a few tmes, then the malay dudes also. lucky i never. heng siah. after soccer my condition become worse. my left arm and left leg all no energy le. sian. then joelle never reply my msg, sure busy doing her f and n ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she came back and told me abt her problem at her cousin's house. keep saying herself useless and those sad stuffs. no la darling, u're not useless ok? then she say tmr dont wanna go sch, even though got mid yr english oral. but she changed her mind. ): cant have lunch with her. 23 days nvr see her le. ))):  T_T sad worx. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway schools's starting at 3pm tmr instead of the usual 9am. cos 1st week no lab lessons and tutorials. only first week dont have. haha shiok ah. can sleep late today. the more i type, the more imiss her. hais. time to end my post. nights.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-2020574628191175138?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/2020574628191175138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=2020574628191175138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2020574628191175138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2020574628191175138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/youre-not-useless.html' title='you&apos;re not useless'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-3577232472915240752</id><published>2007-04-21T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T08:19:11.833-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='link ppl also cannot meh. 11.15pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 April 2007'/><title type='text'>sian + sad.</title><content type='html'>today woke up at 6.55am. then met siwei at old airport road. took bus 31 to simei there. on the bus we were like scolding vulgarities most of the time and discussing about our soccer team for the president's cup. the bus journey damn long la. and the soccer court damn far from the mrt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so walk walk and walk then reach liao. everybody there liao. they were there damn early i guess.everyone wear soccer shoes except me. sianz. but remember that brazilians started out playing soccer barefooted. haha (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we vs some mads then one of them was damn good la. his feet was really damn quick. as good as cristiano ronaldo. i swear siah, his stepovers canot be stopped. wtf. got talent siah he. our team too noob. then i accidentally fell down la. i stepped on the ball while doing a trick. haha paiseh. my left hip injured. sian. then i still can walk la. but walk like a lamer. ohshit, now im a real lamer. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after tat go eastpoint eat lunch. made a new few friends from jc de. all nerd nerd one. but at least they play soccer. then on the way home, i kena the migraine symptoms. sudenly my vision like damn blur and bright la. i keep squinting siah. walao wtf. wrong timing to get migraine leh. then in the mrt i kena headache. sian. so go home then sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after woke up, played soccer. nowadays very boring ah. always me alan and xd only. all the noobs dunno go where. then i hop and dribble during soccer. think my hip bone somethin g wrong liaos. go home then my father also came home soon after me. he brought back some prawns that he caught. i took those live ones and kept in the tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but got one damn big one. so i decided to change to a bigger one. damn tiring siah. then the prawns all like so active. i hold the head they struggle like siao. gimme shock siah. zzz. i damn happy with my prawn tank. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night time went kfc with xd, saw xiaoben, ah ye and some girl. probably one of his many girlfriends ba. oh yah, and they are all Joelle's best friends. bengs. ate some noob salad. and drink until damn full. tmr cant eat lunch le, later become fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais but dunno why, i think that we are drifting apart. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-3577232472915240752?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/3577232472915240752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=3577232472915240752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3577232472915240752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3577232472915240752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/sian-sad.html' title='sian + sad.'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-5108779349219843007</id><published>2007-04-21T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:47:20.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok gotta sleep soon. hais. i still dont know why she's angry with me. zzz. -.- gotta go for soccer in the morning at simei. 8am siah. so early. finally can play with ppl around my standard. no more noob soccer. haha. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-5108779349219843007?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/5108779349219843007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=5108779349219843007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/5108779349219843007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/5108779349219843007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/ok-gotta-sleep-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-2020557747534378893</id><published>2007-04-20T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T10:20:42.186-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1.20am'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='21 April 2007'/><title type='text'>life's so sian without you.</title><content type='html'>lol omg. today was the most fucking sian day ever in my whole life. me and sam pon orientation whole day. we met at pay lebar macs at 7.30am. eat brea-fast then go school slack. when back to tk then shun bian go collect the laminated o lvl cert. walao wtf. so suay la. i never bring ic then need ic to collect de. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw tinghui. finally. after so long. but.. didnt recognise her. then she sms me scold me. lols. haha sorry la. but she looks really different. then after school we go pp kfc eat lunch. sam was eating his usual SALAD again la. zzzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we had this thought of going back to tp to collect timetable. but we also dont feel like. cos orientation sucks. in the end , took cab go. then.... fucking lame la. we wait there for 1 hr and then slept a while. wake up liaos then we decided to just zhao. heckcare the damn thing. wa lao sian lor. spend $$ take cab go tp then after that never do anyting in there then zhao. -.- chao ji wu di lame la. zzzzzz. ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we took a bus. today really damn suay siah. we took from opposite direction. good game ah. we wanted to go tampines mrt. then ended up near sam's house in potong pasir. cool right. haha. then we go his hse macs to slack again. really sian liao lor. then after a while, about 2 like that we go junction 8. lol. sam was like damn scared of bengs and lians and mads la. -.- dont offend them they wont offend u la. omg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after junction 8, we went to take a bus to bishan park. cos i said i wanted to see whether the pond is still there. THEN... suay again la. we took from the wrong side. hahahaha. ended up at pasir ris mrt. haha. hais so we meeting stephen at 6 plus at tampines mrt. so we went to tampines and slack on the bench at the platform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait wait and wait. stephen still haven come. 6 plus liao. we waited 1 hr alr le. and he was still like in tp queueing up for some matriculation card. alamak. sian. then 8.15pm then he came. damn good la. we went bugis to eat pastamania after that. then of all things, sam must ask us to go other bus stop cos bugis bus stop too crowded. so we walk from bugis to lavender. zzz. then take 12 to my hse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then stephen wanted to play basketball. at 1am. nice right. -.- so play a bit lor.. then after that go home liao. then i saw Joelle's friends camping at the bus stop. lol. all the beng and lians. her fav. then Joelle say i make her angry worx. i got meh. maybe la but i didnt realise it. ): anyway, i go home bathe, and feed the prawns, then gonna sleep. hais. life's so sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-2020557747534378893?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/2020557747534378893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=2020557747534378893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2020557747534378893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/2020557747534378893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/lifes-so-sian-without-you.html' title='life&apos;s so sian without you.'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-3827297927594794383</id><published>2007-04-19T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T06:11:17.485-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='9.10pm'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='19/4/2007'/><title type='text'>lame orientation. get a life la tp.</title><content type='html'>today was orientation. lol on the bus to tp i was quite scared la. but afterall it didnt seem so scary la. was quite okay till... i got separated from my friends. then i was all alone la. they ask go some stupid auditorium. i was the first in my class to arrive leh. walao. sian. i loner there by myself so paiseh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then got one girl call shirly or selene arrive. haha then she talk to me. but nothing to talk. then my class got abt 20 ppl la. all arrive liao. sitting in the audi listening to shit. wa kao sit so long my butt damn numb siah. no feeling le. then from 8-12pm my butt so poor thing la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the time in the audi, walao i damn suay leh, got one weird hyper active lameshit childish girl sit next to me. wah piangz. die liao la. she keep talking to me about lame stuffs. omg cant stand her. then she saw my phone's wallpaper and said that Joelle's pretty. ^^ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, our class of 20+ ppl gather form one circle and then sit down. then the stupid leaders who are 1 or 2 yrs older than us so fucking lame la. play icebreaker. i only intro myself then i go sleep liao. only slept 3 hrs ytd ma. so lame la i dont understand why everyone so enthu. its a fucking childish game leh. ppl these days take too long to mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the lunch. $3. lucky i got the best of the 3 choices. western food. but the fod also kanasai one. the fries on the outside soft soft one, then on the inside like powder like that. walao. -.- sian. then the chicken chop skin was like cannot cut la! walao. very "hua suan" leh this lunch. $3 too cheap le ba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that go to some lecture theatre and play some stupid group games. wtf. so fucking lame. all nothing better to do. then after that go to the sports hall to learn one noob dance. haha. the dance quite fun la. if it change with Joelle's morning exercise she sure get more high one. haha, but seriously, its quite fun. first time i ever take part in this kinda lame stuff. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that must shout the stupid cheer. so lame. lameshit la. how old liao still do this kinda noob thing. hais. i was dam tired la. so go tampines mall with sam go eat then after that go home. sian i got headache. and im gonna pon half day of sch tmr. cant stand the lameness of tp. grow up la tp. hw old liao. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-3827297927594794383?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/3827297927594794383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=3827297927594794383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3827297927594794383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3827297927594794383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/lame-orientation-get-life-la-tp.html' title='lame orientation. get a life la tp.'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-4545100092468106235</id><published>2007-04-18T03:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:18:21.828-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/4/2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='6.14pm'/><title type='text'>Dont sad okay? ^__^</title><content type='html'>hais. just came back from soccer. i missed the times during the holidays where there were so many ppl playing soccer that some of them hd to wait for teir turn to join the game. now, so pathetic. only me and one pri 3 kid play soccer. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my darling keep thinking of the worst. she wanna get prepared for some bad things which never comes true. lol. i already promised &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; so long ago, that i wont go around flirting in poly or what right? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; dont believe me? why are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; scared that some girls will fall for me? i can always tell them im taken by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;already what. then they can give up hope one me ( that is, if any girl likes me la. ) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. dont so sad already ok. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; sad i also sad leh. i keep thinking how to make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; not sad. how to make &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; believe me. but then &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; always say WHAT IF WHAT IF and all those things. i dont know how to answer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; leh. -.- just dont think so much okay. only i can think.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; cant. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; think so much until dream about me in poly also. zzz. -.- dont think alr lahs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i go shower. tmr post again after coming back from orientation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-4545100092468106235?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/4545100092468106235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=4545100092468106235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4545100092468106235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/4545100092468106235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/dont-sad-okay.html' title='Dont sad okay? ^__^'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7253770266719362678.post-3380574538110538291</id><published>2007-04-17T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T03:19:51.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18/4/2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1.18pm'/><title type='text'>1 more day</title><content type='html'>firstly, i wanna thank angel for helping create this blog. and in return, she said i must blog regularly. lols. thanks, but i'll try la. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 more day till poly starts. sian. im damn scared. so is everyone. lol. i get this weird feeling that im happy and sad of going to poly. im happy because i finally got something to keep me occupied. but im sad because poly means the start of a new chapter in life. new friends, new environment. and somemore poly ends later then secondary school. so sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nowadays must sleep earier. no more sleeping at 2am-3am already. and must wake up by 6am AGAIN. -.- so tired can. but at  least morning sometimes can see cass and darling (: haha then wont " so long nvr see each other again. " speaking of that, we so long nvr see each other le. about 2 weeks plus. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i sleep at night, i tend to think about many things. cant help it. too bored so think lor. those stuffs makes me really sad la. but cant help it too. ): and when i woke up this morning, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yabby &lt;/span&gt;in my tank was missing! nobody in my family took it or saw it. waa so scary siah. you know the pincers how big or not. very pain one ah. then now here i am typing, and worrying where the yabby is. scarly come out of nowhere kiap my leg, cos the tank very near to my laptop. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll blog tmr again, once poly starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7253770266719362678-3380574538110538291?l=in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/feeds/3380574538110538291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7253770266719362678&amp;postID=3380574538110538291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3380574538110538291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7253770266719362678/posts/default/3380574538110538291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://in-a-dilemma.blogspot.com/2007/04/1-more-day.html' title='1 more day'/><author><name>JOEL (:</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00253243229085545090</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
