<?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-9738799</id><updated>2011-04-22T12:06:48.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zacko_Whacko</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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>192</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-115311035652027657</id><published>2006-07-17T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T12:25:56.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>closing down.</title><content type='html'>ok guys.. this blog has been with me for a year plus already...(i think)&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm gonna close it down as of now...&lt;br /&gt;this will be my last entry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why'd i close it down for?&lt;br /&gt;well... this webpage never fails to crash some of my friend's internet explorer&lt;br /&gt;and mine too... so yeah... you get my point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's the new add..and leave a comment if you guys want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://hairy_potters.livejournal.com"&gt;http://hairy_potters.livejournal.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me why it's named like that... NOT MY FAULT! it's wanping's...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115311035652027657?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115311035652027657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115311035652027657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115311035652027657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115311035652027657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/07/closing-down.html' title='closing down.'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115245582426502209</id><published>2006-07-09T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T22:37:04.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week.. ONE BORING WEEK...</title><content type='html'>one week since i last posted anything...&lt;br /&gt;well a simple and quick update to tell you guys what i've been up to..&lt;br /&gt;THANKS TO THE X-trainers CHALLENGE,&lt;br /&gt;i've been forcing myself to run and build up my stamina...&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much i may dislike running...&lt;br /&gt;How can a fat boy run well i ask you.&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so for like from tues to friday,i've been running every night..&lt;br /&gt;5k is my usual distance... but only on tues night i sprinted for 1.6k?&lt;br /&gt;(don't ask me how accurate the distance is.. there were markers on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;timing for 5k so far is 25mins...&lt;br /&gt;ANYONE KNOWS IF THIS A GOOD TIMING?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. then on sat, went for sea training.. it's been a really long time..&lt;br /&gt;since i last went for sea training...but it's really tougher now...&lt;br /&gt;cause we've got a race coming up in Sept and selection starts now.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna secure my place in the freaking boat...&lt;br /&gt;did so much rowing, my hand ain't smooth no more!&lt;br /&gt;and rowing so much can give you intense pain i swear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... another week's gone by...&lt;br /&gt;and i still have many things i wanna do.&lt;br /&gt;but AS USUAL.. I R LAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please someone slap me real hard i need to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;(i can see many of you raising your hands now..TSK.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAT - went to bugis after training...&lt;br /&gt;met Cheryl and Eunice (her sister) for shopping...&lt;br /&gt;tell me when girls get money to spend on shopping,&lt;br /&gt;MUST THEY OVERSPEND? i'm just curious... hahah&lt;br /&gt;and Eunice sure has weird friends...(hope she's not reading)&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. the sisters are cartoon.. i swear... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUN (today) - CHURCH! wow.. haven't had small group in a longgg time.&lt;br /&gt;missed adriel's pep talk man... he never fails to set me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;guess that's good... i've been feeling dry.. i need water and nourishment..&lt;br /&gt;in the form of more bible studies and bible reading...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights you all..&lt;br /&gt;i'll catch some shut eye before the WC finals...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115245582426502209?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115245582426502209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115245582426502209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115245582426502209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115245582426502209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/07/one-week-one-boring-week.html' title='one week.. ONE BORING WEEK...'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115185114087394161</id><published>2006-07-02T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T22:39:00.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>well.. haven't really been posting things..&lt;br /&gt;it's just that i haven't been doing much these few days...&lt;br /&gt;really tired and all though.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh today went church..had service at the main church..&lt;br /&gt;and from where i was sitting...&lt;br /&gt;there wasn't a good view at all...&lt;br /&gt;CHESSEBALLS....&lt;br /&gt;oh man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to start running and training up my stamina..&lt;br /&gt;X-trainer's 10km charity run is coming up..&lt;br /&gt;on national day... so i better be fit by then...&lt;br /&gt;i need my stamina and endurance up...&lt;br /&gt;but my leg's kinda like a little messed up...&lt;br /&gt;TSK!&lt;br /&gt;i feel like running in the mizuno fun run..&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha.. free stuff man...&lt;br /&gt;well not really have to like pay a fee of 10 bucks...&lt;br /&gt;but i get good deals in return...&lt;br /&gt;should i should i? anyone up for it with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115185114087394161?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115185114087394161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115185114087394161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115185114087394161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115185114087394161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/07/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115142090255082659</id><published>2006-06-27T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:08:22.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sick</title><content type='html'>ok i'm sick.. but i just finished my work and here's something interesting :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] talk back to teachers&lt;br /&gt;[x] stick the middle finger behind theirbacks&lt;br /&gt;[x] never do their homework&lt;br /&gt;[ ] curse them out&lt;br /&gt;[ ] throw paper airplanes at their head&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ ] chew gum and stick it on theirtextbooks/chairs/desks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rip up the notices/ worksheetthey give you&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cut their class constantly&lt;br /&gt;[x] text your friends on your cellphone&lt;br /&gt;[x] NEVER listen to what they say&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] write them mean notes&lt;br /&gt;[x] never return anything&lt;br /&gt;[x] listen to music in their class&lt;br /&gt;[x] always talk and not listen to most stuff they're saying&lt;br /&gt;[ ] when they call you, you act like noones calling you&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] throw paper balls across the classroom&lt;br /&gt;[ ] throw gum at the teachers back, head or ass&lt;br /&gt;[x] steal something from their desks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you spit your gum out anywhere&lt;br /&gt;[ ] you stick your gum anywhere&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] do other things in class&lt;br /&gt;[x] write notes in class even though they tell you to stop&lt;br /&gt;[ ] make out in class&lt;br /&gt;[x]play your psp, gameboy sp&lt;br /&gt;[x] sleep in class (resting my eyes!) haha&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[x] constantly looking at yourself in themirror even though they tell you not to.&lt;br /&gt;[x] never bring anything to class&lt;br /&gt;[x]playing cards behind their backs.&lt;br /&gt;[x] never bring back signed tests&lt;br /&gt;[ ] push them in the hallway like they'reone of the students.&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL: 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19 x 2 = 38%&lt;br /&gt;MULTIPLY YOUR TOTALS BY 2 AND WRITE&lt;br /&gt;IM 38% bad in school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whew... and i thought i'd hit past 50... HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;anyway these are my results for like in sec school.&lt;br /&gt;Trust me i've improved.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115142090255082659?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115142090255082659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115142090255082659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115142090255082659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115142090255082659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/sick.html' title='sick'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115124682210747444</id><published>2006-06-25T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-25T22:47:02.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after a long break</title><content type='html'>well after a one week hiatus..&lt;br /&gt;i'm back...&lt;br /&gt;with nothing much to say...&lt;br /&gt;i mean.. what can i say? hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well cheryl just came back from HK, and she bought me 2 nice shirts!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... she came back on sat morning...&lt;br /&gt;and i've met up with her.. I"M HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;anyway... school's starting tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes.. that's it.. i can hear the groans and the whining of many out there.&lt;br /&gt;you think i'm in poly and i don't mind school starting...&lt;br /&gt;ok.. well you guys thought wrong...&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally tired.. and i don't want school to start...&lt;br /&gt;but then again..&lt;br /&gt;work helps me to kill time...&lt;br /&gt;and well.. i need to find time to get back to doing my quiet time...&lt;br /&gt;SIGH... no close walk with god, no peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps: my irritated nose which ever so easily succumbs to flu is pissing me off.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115124682210747444?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115124682210747444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115124682210747444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115124682210747444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115124682210747444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/after-long-break.html' title='after a long break'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115055979842899753</id><published>2006-06-17T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-17T23:56:38.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't think straight now.</title><content type='html'>Went swimming with gabriel,&lt;br /&gt;got a tan and then went for lunch with him..&lt;br /&gt;before going for a church meeting..&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't really concentrate...&lt;br /&gt;cause i was really really really tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for buffet dinner..&lt;br /&gt;was my uncle's birthday...&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i swear the resturant has bad food...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. all of us are having stomach ache...&lt;br /&gt;if you wanna know which resturant it is, come ask me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be sued for defamatory remarks here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tireddddddddd....&lt;br /&gt;and my ass hurts from bombing the toilet.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I'm gonna make damn sure that you can't ever leave&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;No, you won't ever get too far from me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's church tmr..andddddd&lt;br /&gt;i'm looking forward to having coffee with yunyi...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115055979842899753?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115055979842899753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115055979842899753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115055979842899753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115055979842899753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/cant-think-straight-now.html' title='can&apos;t think straight now.'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-115029910024564878</id><published>2006-06-14T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T23:31:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>screwed up match.</title><content type='html'>I am so unhappy with today..&lt;br /&gt;Started great. Met the X-trainers..&lt;br /&gt;well some of them.&lt;br /&gt;Alex, Hans, Wayne and Steph..&lt;br /&gt;All of them are truly lovely people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for coming down to help you guys!&lt;br /&gt;sorry alex and steph.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;without you girls, no design at all.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'm glad we had fun while painting.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sorry i had to leave..&lt;br /&gt;Shouldn't have left anyway...&lt;br /&gt;my soccer match was messed up..&lt;br /&gt;Should've skipped the match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the match,yeah it's totally screwed up..&lt;br /&gt;Lost the game.. FOR THE FREAKING FIRST TIME...&lt;br /&gt;the first time against that team that is..&lt;br /&gt;No communication, No effort, No heart, NO NOTHING...&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even feel like playing..&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda upset now that i'm talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;i totally didn't commit myself to the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the first half, i only came on towards the last 20 mins..&lt;br /&gt;when i came on, lincoln immediately passed the ball to me..&lt;br /&gt;I haven't even touched it, when i got tackled by this junkie.&lt;br /&gt;He totally slide my ankle from behind. Injured my leg again.&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed. NO ONE CALLED FOR FOUL...&lt;br /&gt;so i just got up straight and took a shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second half.. Jit min is a dick.. totally..&lt;br /&gt;Po asked him to play in the centre..&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who doesn't know the meaning,&lt;br /&gt;playing in the centre means you play in the centre of your defence if you're a defender, if you're a striker, you play the centre striker's role..&lt;br /&gt;JIT MIN BEING A DEFENDER played in the centre of the field.&lt;br /&gt;Now i don't blame you all who know nuts about soccer.&lt;br /&gt;But jit being someone who understands played so dumbly.&lt;br /&gt;We leaked the opponents too many a time...&lt;br /&gt;I got pissed and kinda played dirty...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALVIN CHEONG, i'm sorry..&lt;br /&gt;sorry i kicked your leg and gave you bruises...&lt;br /&gt;really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a crap day.. i feel like sleeping and just waking up&lt;br /&gt;to another glorious day to whatever it may bring.&lt;br /&gt;but i'll still give thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-115029910024564878?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/115029910024564878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=115029910024564878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115029910024564878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/115029910024564878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/screwed-up-match.html' title='screwed up match.'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114987018044881067</id><published>2006-06-10T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T00:23:00.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip home with eunice and cheryl.</title><content type='html'>went out to town today...&lt;br /&gt;waited for the gang to be done with their exams..&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen them in like damn long while...&lt;br /&gt;oh wells...but as usual, they kept me waiting...&lt;br /&gt;from 5 till 730... champions...&lt;br /&gt;we then ate and talked till like 8...&lt;br /&gt;and then i joined them for an hour of lan,&lt;br /&gt;before leaving and then meeting up with cheryl and her sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well...&lt;br /&gt;i swear when eunice and cheryl are together,&lt;br /&gt;they're really really crazy.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;they can laugh and joke like no one's business...&lt;br /&gt;walking home with them, they made me laugh and laugh..&lt;br /&gt;till all three all of us looked like drunkards...&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. nutty people...&lt;br /&gt;shall not talk more.. i've a match to catch..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. YEAH MAN! woooo...&lt;br /&gt;Germany at this point just scored their second goal...&lt;br /&gt;2-1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunnno why i'm saying this...&lt;br /&gt;but remember to say your prayer guys...&lt;br /&gt;it's very important..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114987018044881067?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114987018044881067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114987018044881067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114987018044881067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114987018044881067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/trip-home-with-eunice-and-cheryl.html' title='trip home with eunice and cheryl.'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114935968065227224</id><published>2006-06-04T02:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T02:55:34.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd month</title><content type='html'>ladidums...&lt;br /&gt;today was great.. to a certain extend...&lt;br /&gt;supposed to have spent the whole day with cheryl,&lt;br /&gt;but but but she had more important things to take care of...&lt;br /&gt;so went pooling with gabriel anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. we both suck at it man...&lt;br /&gt;we should just stick to what we do best eh? hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sianzZzzZzZZ&lt;br /&gt;okay.i so shouldn't be typing like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd month! haha...&lt;br /&gt;but it feels like a lifetime already huh?&lt;br /&gt;oh well..and i'm learning to trust...&lt;br /&gt;for the greater good..&lt;br /&gt;from the bottom of my heart,&lt;br /&gt;you mean loads to me..&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so thank God for you =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114935968065227224?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114935968065227224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114935968065227224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114935968065227224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114935968065227224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/06/3rd-month.html' title='3rd month'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114890938484308785</id><published>2006-05-29T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T21:29:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>contemplative</title><content type='html'>These few days, i've been thinking..&lt;br /&gt;i've been searching, and really just praying..&lt;br /&gt;It helps to have powerful worship songs playing&lt;br /&gt;when you're focusing on God.. on his word...&lt;br /&gt;on your life, and how God can help you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was worshipping in church on Sunday..&lt;br /&gt;I felt really dry... so dry that i realised..&lt;br /&gt;i'm so darn far from God...He's there...&lt;br /&gt;He's there with open arms...&lt;br /&gt;but everytime He calls me, I move away..&lt;br /&gt;He takes another step nearer, and I move away..&lt;br /&gt;Then it hits me.. God's been trying to get to me..&lt;br /&gt;but i've been moving away...Must he hit me with his wrath,&lt;br /&gt;before i cower in fear and move towards him?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE FEAR OF THE LORD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the beginning of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying i am smart..&lt;br /&gt;but i do fear Him more than i did months and years ago.&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid of God.. But I love him. I love my Lord God almighty.&lt;br /&gt;to what extend do I love him?&lt;br /&gt;Pastors, Teachers all talk about &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;radical dicipleship&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the greatest extend of it all is to be able to give up our lives for Him.&lt;br /&gt;Right now,i still do not have the courage to die for God...&lt;br /&gt;but i dare say i'll be able to give up alot of things for him.&lt;br /&gt;A little like Abraham i'd say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i was worshipping on Sunday,&lt;br /&gt;all these revalations hit me really hard...&lt;br /&gt;i've been searching and searching for God..&lt;br /&gt;He shot me with this verse from Jerimiah 29:13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;"You will seek me and find me.If you seek me with all your heart."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has been my search for truth...I need a change in my live..&lt;br /&gt;Growing close to God only during the exam periods and camps&lt;br /&gt;isn't something that i really want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would also love to see my youths be transformed for Christ.&lt;br /&gt;To see them in fervour, and worshipping whole-heartedly..&lt;br /&gt;I was given a vision..not that i'm a prophet or anything..&lt;br /&gt;but i listened and searched hard enough...&lt;br /&gt;Imagine with me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A grandstand in a semicircle form...&lt;br /&gt;like a stand for choir singers... This grandstand reaches high up.&lt;br /&gt;and i mean way way up..&lt;br /&gt;The grandstand, is filled with angels clothed in white.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's so pure.. so soothing. so simply beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;and then right smack in the middle of the floor,&lt;br /&gt;a big table with red cloth, and a great Throne in the middle,&lt;br /&gt;Everyone's singing.. worshipping...a lovely sight...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what i would want the youths of the world to achieve..&lt;br /&gt;this is what i would want YM to achieve...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;On another note.. i know this is a really long entry...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Poly's really stressful...JC people complain that they've tonnes of subjects..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;so what? we've tonnes of modules..enough to keep a city busy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;this week, i've tonnes of mini tests..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;can't slack.. i'm aiming for COM...after these tests is the term break..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;3 weeks break...but it's not a real break...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;after the break, school starts with MAJOR EXAMS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;sigh.. i need tonnes of help..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll learn to give up things/people that belong to me,&lt;br /&gt;before i learn to love and trust...like abraham...&lt;br /&gt;he was willing to give Isaac up...&lt;br /&gt;but in the end the Lord provided..&lt;br /&gt;and once again, i know he'll provide for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;You spoke the world into motion..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;You carried the cross with all my shame..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;What could i say?What could i do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;but offer this heart oh God, completely to you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I stand with arms high and heart abandoned .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;In awe of the one who gave it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#660000;"&gt;I stand my soul Lord to you surrender all i am is yours..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114890938484308785?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114890938484308785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114890938484308785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114890938484308785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114890938484308785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/contemplative.html' title='contemplative'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114865609942884083</id><published>2006-05-26T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T23:08:19.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killer trainings</title><content type='html'>ok.. i've been too tired lately...&lt;br /&gt;tired physically and emotionally...&lt;br /&gt;but i must say.. i'm not the type of emo boy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway training on thurs was a real killer..&lt;br /&gt;275 push ups in 30 mins...&lt;br /&gt;that's like nearly 10 push ups every min...&lt;br /&gt;nuts i swear...&lt;br /&gt;after that, 80 chin ups...&lt;br /&gt;8 sets of 10...&lt;br /&gt;of course, they were assisted.. hahaha.. THANKFULLY..&lt;br /&gt;but it's still a killer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that, the seniors told us that we'll be playing a game!&lt;br /&gt;oh joy! it's called sit-ups...&lt;br /&gt;we did a total of 350 sit ups i think...&lt;br /&gt;definitely around there... i can feel my abs now under my fats!&lt;br /&gt;hahahah... and after that sit ups,&lt;br /&gt;we did weights... WEIGHTS!&lt;br /&gt;alright man... press press press!&lt;br /&gt;craziness.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. goodnight you all..&lt;br /&gt;God bless the rest of your weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114865609942884083?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114865609942884083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114865609942884083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114865609942884083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114865609942884083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/killer-trainings.html' title='killer trainings'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114831502943647800</id><published>2006-05-23T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T00:23:49.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thanks to wanping</title><content type='html'>wanping,thanks alot for calling..&lt;br /&gt;helped me got my mind off things...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. you were a great help...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks once again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights to you all...&lt;br /&gt;sleep well, and God bless...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114831502943647800?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114831502943647800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114831502943647800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114831502943647800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114831502943647800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/thanks-to-wanping.html' title='thanks to wanping'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114814424721051684</id><published>2006-05-21T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T00:57:27.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MI carnival</title><content type='html'>well.. today's a really tiring day...&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early this morning to get to kallang..&lt;br /&gt;had breakfast alone... a light one...&lt;br /&gt;i expected training to be easy today..&lt;br /&gt;afterall, it's like the first time for all the freshmen at sea training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it turned out otherwise..&lt;br /&gt;it's no surprise dragonboat is the toughest cca...&lt;br /&gt;well... we started out with the usual 3 km run...&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we started rowing the boat...&lt;br /&gt;i got crappy people in my boat...&lt;br /&gt;not that im pissed with them or what...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but they didn't have any teamwork at all..&lt;br /&gt;pull one stroke,swear at each other one time...&lt;br /&gt;terrific man...&lt;br /&gt;it's no wonder we lost our mini race...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...anyway, training was just really really tiring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after training rushed down to MI to meet cheryl...&lt;br /&gt;she was with farhanah.. hahaha...oh well..&lt;br /&gt;farharnah's a funny character man...&lt;br /&gt;not in an offensive way.. but yea...&lt;br /&gt;walked around with them...&lt;br /&gt;didn't do much..&lt;br /&gt;MET a WHOLE LOAD of old friends...&lt;br /&gt;man.. MI days were the days man... hahah&lt;br /&gt;didn't see perry though! hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;only a few would know the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, went to macs for awhile to rest...&lt;br /&gt;then then then, went over to cheryl's place...&lt;br /&gt;sent her home, and stoned there for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;and the made my way home...&lt;br /&gt;I MANAGED TO SEE FAITH AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;gosh i so miss her...&lt;br /&gt;she's turning 3 tmr!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE LOVE LOVE her... hahah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114814424721051684?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114814424721051684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114814424721051684' title='0 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school...&lt;br /&gt;tests are all coming already...&lt;br /&gt;i'm ready and yet i'm not...&lt;br /&gt;programming is really a killer man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went out with my classmates for awhile today...&lt;br /&gt;they caught Da Vinci Code...&lt;br /&gt;and i also met a few other friends...&lt;br /&gt;well.. they all told me the same thing..&lt;br /&gt;the movie didn't do the book justice...&lt;br /&gt;so many things were left out...&lt;br /&gt;and the show's corny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if anyone of you are planning to catch the show,&lt;br /&gt;remember what i wrote...&lt;br /&gt;but the choice's ultimately yours anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had shushi buffet for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. man it was good...&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm back infront of my com...&lt;br /&gt;praying that tmr, my training timing won't screw up my plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights to you all...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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was really sick man...&lt;br /&gt;mucus flowing all over..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school, dropped by at NP and met up with cheryl..&lt;br /&gt;then sent her home...rested at her place for awhile,&lt;br /&gt;before heading back home...i never fail to get tonnes of food&lt;br /&gt;over at her place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home, here i am,&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still feeling lethargic...&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's day ain't any better i supposed...&lt;br /&gt;her sore throat's so bad, she has a husky and coarse voice now..&lt;br /&gt;kinda like ashlee.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;sexy! ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;champions league finals later... BARCA MAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;update again sometime.... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114787867916283777?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114787867916283777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114787867916283777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114787867916283777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114787867916283777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/im-down-with-flu-cheryl-has-sore.html' title='i&apos;m down with FLU, cheryl has sore throat'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114761409716164847</id><published>2006-05-14T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:41:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-----</title><content type='html'>everybody's after you,&lt;br /&gt;i wait in line just to touch you.&lt;br /&gt;look around if you ever miss me,&lt;br /&gt;look around because it kills me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your every move makes everyone breathe&lt;br /&gt;you pick your guys like rice through sieve.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i happened to be able to squeeze through.&lt;br /&gt;won't you understand what i feel for you is true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL MOTHERS OUT THERE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114761409716164847?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114761409716164847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114761409716164847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114761409716164847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114761409716164847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title='-----'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114751424364282892</id><published>2006-05-13T17:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T23:58:15.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cycling trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;it MAY probably turn out well after all...&lt;br /&gt;had me fooled..shame on me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i just woke up..slept only at 1045 this morning..&lt;br /&gt;i'm crazy man... we're all crazy...&lt;br /&gt;Shashi, Joshua, Adriel, Carol, Chinhui, Jieh ming, shao chai and i&lt;br /&gt;went midnight cycling round singapore...&lt;br /&gt;not exactly round.. but we covered alot...&lt;br /&gt;we started out at 11pm finished only at 9am...&lt;br /&gt;we're crazy.. i know we are...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think we covered around 72 to 80 km?&lt;br /&gt;yeah man...we craazy!!!&lt;br /&gt;started off at east coast.. and then rode down to esplanade..&lt;br /&gt;and then stopped to have supper...&lt;br /&gt;then we continued riding through the CBD...&lt;br /&gt;and then popped out at clarke quay.. went past MOS,&lt;br /&gt;and then travelled down to robertson quay area...&lt;br /&gt;and then we stopped outside zouk to take pictures...&lt;br /&gt;we're crazy... i don't think when i get the pictures,&lt;br /&gt;i'd wanna post them up here.. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then we went to town... and rested..&lt;br /&gt;and then past prinsep road.. down to kallang&lt;br /&gt;and back to east coast again... really tiring...&lt;br /&gt;but this is only the first half!&lt;br /&gt;we already encountered tonnes and tonnes of slopes man...&lt;br /&gt;and butts are aching...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a 30 min break at ECP's macs...&lt;br /&gt;before setting off for changi village to catch sunrise...&lt;br /&gt;on the way there was horrid.. the whole stretch of tampanies...&lt;br /&gt;it had many uphill climbs.. by the time we got there,&lt;br /&gt;our legs were stretched and tired.. and dead..&lt;br /&gt;our butts, weren't even there.. we couldn't feel our butts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. took more retarded photos...&lt;br /&gt;and then had to leave quickly before the day got hot&lt;br /&gt;and our ride back would be a killer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, we took a super flat road...&lt;br /&gt;changi coastal road...&lt;br /&gt;it's a route that's a super killer...&lt;br /&gt;try it.. you guys would just die...&lt;br /&gt;and after the whole night of not sleeping,&lt;br /&gt;the fatigue got to me...&lt;br /&gt;i was practically sleeping and my legs were put on auto-pilot&lt;br /&gt;they just continued paddling non stop...&lt;br /&gt;and then we were cycling on the road all the while..&lt;br /&gt;the trucks and cars were driving really near us...&lt;br /&gt;like one arm's length away man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt that singapore has a beautiful night life...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. and especially couples are out every where at night..&lt;br /&gt;cars engines were left running.. for goodness knows what reason..&lt;br /&gt;oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really tired out..&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD he kept all of us safe...&lt;br /&gt;traffic's a killer man...&lt;br /&gt;no wonder there's such a high death rate coming from road kills..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114751424364282892?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114751424364282892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114751424364282892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114751424364282892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114751424364282892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/05/cycling-trip.html' title='cycling trip'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114743959610736650</id><published>2006-05-12T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T21:13:16.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>are you still with me?</title><content type='html'>nothing's settled.. well.. at least not everything..&lt;br /&gt;i was chosen, but i feel that i pressured you into choosing...&lt;br /&gt;and then not to mention that i've that nagging thought in my head&lt;br /&gt;that between him and you, nothing's probably gonna change..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe you two were meant to be&lt;br /&gt;and i'm just there to help you kill time...&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm jealousy is just eating me alive..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna ask...&lt;br /&gt;deep down in your heart,&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU STILL WITH ME?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-114717944056216633</id><published>2006-05-09T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T21:03:06.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>starting of week...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;hello peeps...this is the start of a new week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i don't feel like going school already....not because i've bad friends..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;neither are the lessons bad... but well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's only been a month since school started!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;what am i thinking? you ppl might ask..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;poly's freaking slack.. with a timetable like mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'd be better off like working and earning money..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it's so slack i'm worried...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;for those of you who knows me well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;you know i CANNOT study..like come on man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;isaac and slack time never does add up to studying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;it only adds up to playing and more playing and sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but not now.. i do my work...and i'm surprised at myself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i finish them so quick, there isn't leftovers to pile up,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;and this is the first time things like these are happening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i'm worried. worried that the over slack lifestyle which,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i've always been looking forward to is gonna kill me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;worried that once i get to know my new classmates better,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i wouldn't wanna push myself and work hard already...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;only one month with them and we're such a riot already..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;i desperately need help...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;the only few things that are helping me spend time wisely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;is my quiet time and my cca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;but i've gotta be honest, that i haven't really been ernest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;in doing my quiet time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;feeling as dry as a desert now.. and that's not good...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;-tripping hard falling down onto the ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;cause I can't stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and I can't fall down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and I'm somewhere in the middle of this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;well I find it hard I always tried to find the sane life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;but I don't like the way things are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and I keep falling to my knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;somewhere in the middle of this-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;it doesn't feel good knowing that we don't have as much time as before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;keep getting the constant nagging feeling..insecure? maybe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#666666;"&gt;but definitely still here with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114717944056216633?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-114692169998079095</id><published>2006-05-06T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T21:21:40.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sea training</title><content type='html'>ok well.. i just got home from PS..&lt;br /&gt;this is a recount of my day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 530 and started packing my bag,&lt;br /&gt;bathed and got changed and drank a litre of milk.&lt;br /&gt;then left the house at 630... took a train,&lt;br /&gt;all the way to kallang... and since i was supposed to&lt;br /&gt;be there by 830, i reached at 730...&lt;br /&gt;so i walked to macs to have a filet burger...&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna go training with an empty stomach man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then i waited till 830 before going to meet the dragonboaters&lt;br /&gt;then we walked over the SDBA... and started warming up..&lt;br /&gt;this is our routine...&lt;br /&gt;warm up - stretching and more stretching&lt;br /&gt;and straight after that, followed by a 3 km run...&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. thankfully the scenery was really nice or id have died-ded..&lt;br /&gt;then we ran 1.5 km and did like 70 push ups..&lt;br /&gt;then ran 1.5 km back...&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching back,we took like 7 seconds to form our lines&lt;br /&gt;and the coach got pissed... so for 7 seconds, we did 70 more&lt;br /&gt;gosh... one day.. 140 push ups.. i'm sure it's easy for carleton..&lt;br /&gt;but not me! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then we did rowing..it's so much tougher&lt;br /&gt;compared to pushups.. rowing is a killer...&lt;br /&gt;and if you stop rowing for whatever reason,&lt;br /&gt;after training, you go up on land,&lt;br /&gt;the coach will make you do 50 for every missed stroke.&lt;br /&gt;thankfully i didn't miss any strokes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we got back on land, the juniors thought&lt;br /&gt;training was over.. but the coach told us to do 40 chin ups..&lt;br /&gt;killer man.. and we have to opeen our arms wide..&lt;br /&gt;if not it's not counted... and it's really really tough...&lt;br /&gt;hahahah..i think dragonboat makes me talk to God more.&lt;br /&gt;everytime i train,i push myself past my limit.&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so afraid i'll break down and die..&lt;br /&gt;so i constantly pray and pray that i'll be safe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it may sound silly.. but i'm feeling really thankful that&lt;br /&gt;GOD is always there... i'm gonna go sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;really tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114692169998079095?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114692169998079095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>dragonboat</title><content type='html'>ok i just came back from dragonboat training..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..it's really tough man.. totally..&lt;br /&gt;it's more on endurance...like 5 km runs,100m sprints&lt;br /&gt;and like 32 chinups.. 100 plus pushups...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... its always like that nearly every training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've hardly hit the weights yet.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. that would be kinda chicken for me..&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAA.. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;anyway today after training, i was made to stay back..&lt;br /&gt;i thought i did something wrong...&lt;br /&gt;but the captain told us selected 12 that we're selected..&lt;br /&gt;cause we could endure.. and push ourselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat i'm going to train at kallang with the seniors!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha row row row your boat! hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9738799.post-114606081188198479</id><published>2006-04-26T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T22:13:31.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>got a blue shirt from topman</title><content type='html'>well.. today as usual went to school&lt;br /&gt;and nothing much happened..&lt;br /&gt;after school,ran all the way to dover MRT&lt;br /&gt;just to get into the same train as cheryl... haha&lt;br /&gt;not as if SP and dover's damn far..&lt;br /&gt;unless you're at one end of SP...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. my appetite today wasn't good at all&lt;br /&gt;cheryl ate quicker than me..&lt;br /&gt;she ate more than me...&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i sound like a wuss man...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then we went shopping...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supposed to go to bugis village..&lt;br /&gt;but there was a heavy downpour...&lt;br /&gt;so our original plan was washed out...&lt;br /&gt;and then, we walked around to look for my clothes..&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl had tops that she likes...&lt;br /&gt;but then it's always too ex or none of her size...&lt;br /&gt;i swear all the girls are all like large or slim!&lt;br /&gt;cheryl's medium.. hahaha that's nice.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then went to town...&lt;br /&gt;and continued walking around...&lt;br /&gt;and after 4 hours, only got one shirt...&lt;br /&gt;ahahha.. cheryl and i have good taste!&lt;br /&gt;YUM YUM TUM!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohwell.. sent her home.. and came home&lt;br /&gt;and now here i am.. and i'm really tired...&lt;br /&gt;there's dragon boat training tmr.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;cool stuff...&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS YOU ALL...&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114606081188198479?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-114580508710425994</id><published>2006-04-23T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T23:16:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>carleton is freaking lean...i just saw his display picture..&lt;br /&gt;damn he's lean... 500 push-ups in a day..&lt;br /&gt;700 sit-ups... 300 chin-ups...&lt;br /&gt;damn he's retarded.. but he is super lean...&lt;br /&gt;crap crap crap... and chen tat is pressing so much..&lt;br /&gt;not to mention gabriel is also pumping loads of iron...&lt;br /&gt;as for me... i'm doing so little... this is bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been going natural till now.. this is it..&lt;br /&gt;time to cheat... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i can't lose out man... ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;another week of school tmr... hahaha... my goodness..&lt;br /&gt;there's dragonboat training tmr.. and rugby training on tues...&lt;br /&gt;and then gym session on wed.. game over already lar.. ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;nvm.. supplements... it'll help boost me.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;my size by next year (i hope)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/kees-shirtless-tattoos.jpg" border="0" /&gt; front view...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/backview-kees.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and the back view.. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yups this is what i'm aiming to hit man.. this is it.. hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114580508710425994?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-114543393846956136</id><published>2006-04-19T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T16:06:13.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what do i fear?</title><content type='html'>WHAT DO I FEAR???&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the dark[ ] being single&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being commited (not married tho)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] getting married&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[x] giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[ ] open spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[ ] heights&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dogs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] birds&lt;br /&gt;[ ] spiders and/or other insects&lt;br /&gt;[ ] driving or being in cars&lt;br /&gt;[ ] flying&lt;br /&gt;[x] being put to sleep (anesthesia)&lt;br /&gt;[ ] flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being touched&lt;br /&gt;[ ] fire&lt;br /&gt;[ ] water&lt;br /&gt;[ ] the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[ ] pools&lt;br /&gt;[x] failure&lt;br /&gt;[ ] success&lt;br /&gt;[ ] germs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[ ] frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[ ] mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[ ] jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snow&lt;br /&gt;[ ] rain&lt;br /&gt;[ ] wind&lt;br /&gt;[ ] cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[ ] clowns&lt;br /&gt;[ ] large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[x] demons or evil&lt;br /&gt;[ ] crossing bridges&lt;br /&gt;[ ]death&lt;br /&gt;[x] Hell&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being sexually assaulted&lt;br /&gt;[ ] men&lt;br /&gt;[ ] women&lt;br /&gt;[ ] having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[ ] doctors, including DENTISTS!&lt;br /&gt;[ ] tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being punished&lt;br /&gt;[x] diseases, including cancer and STD's&lt;br /&gt;[ ] snakes&lt;br /&gt;[ ] sharks&lt;br /&gt;[ ] dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[ ] poverty&lt;br /&gt;[ ] ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[ ] Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[ ] school&lt;br /&gt;[ ] trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[x] being alone&lt;br /&gt;[x] losing my friends/family&lt;br /&gt;[x] being blind&lt;br /&gt;[x] being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[ ] growing up&lt;br /&gt;[ ] being murdered in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;haha.. guess i'm not as brave as i thought i was...... -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come on man.. who in their right mind wouldn't be scared of anything?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;unless you're the devil himself???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114543393846956136?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114543393846956136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114543393846956136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114543393846956136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114543393846956136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/what-do-i-fear.html' title='what do i fear?'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114536749370925281</id><published>2006-04-18T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-18T21:38:13.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>met cheryl today to collect my surprise</title><content type='html'>hello world.. i haven't been blogging since last friday..&lt;br /&gt;well.. i fell sick recently, and i'm still having flu...&lt;br /&gt;and it's really upsetting..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, school has already started for me.&lt;br /&gt;and well...poly's so slack that i'm starting to get pissed..&lt;br /&gt;and worried... i think discipline would be good for me..&lt;br /&gt;it forces me to study... and honestly,&lt;br /&gt;poly is so darn slack that i'm afraid when i've warmed up to my class,&lt;br /&gt;i won't be doing my work no more..&lt;br /&gt;and there goes my COM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i met cheryl today to collect my surprise from her..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. she's damn sly...&lt;br /&gt;on sunday i told her that i think easter eggs are so cool..&lt;br /&gt;and then she called me childish..and well..&lt;br /&gt;today's surprise, i got a hand painted egg from her...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. it's not the least big ugly man..&lt;br /&gt;i think it's damn cute.. too bad i can't post it up...&lt;br /&gt;then i sent her home.. she was carrying her laptop..&lt;br /&gt;and i tell you, lugging that piece of technology is no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lift weights.. but holding that thing for a long time can tire you out man.&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl, when school starts and you start lugging it around,&lt;br /&gt;you're gonna beat me in arm wrestling..&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i'm so gonna lose face.. ahhahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway i'm tired.. i have to try and be punctual for classes...&lt;br /&gt;and i've to tend to my runny nose...&lt;br /&gt;i cand dok properry... my mucus is stuck id my dose..&lt;br /&gt;and id really sucks... hahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114536749370925281?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114536749370925281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114536749370925281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114536749370925281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114536749370925281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/met-cheryl-today-to-collect-my.html' title='met cheryl today to collect my surprise'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114507650690327688</id><published>2006-04-15T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-15T12:48:26.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night safari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;yesterday, was a great day... hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i had fun.. and i'm thankful for the weather...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;in the afternoon, met up with kien leong,joshua,wei chang and iain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and their girls...audrey,mel... xinyang, chang and i were damn extra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well... i'm always extra.. ahhahah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we were supposed to meet at 130...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;chang came at 135... and he's the earliest..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;well it wasn't our fault.. most of us were caught in the rain...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i reached at 230..xinyang also reached around that time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and well... then audrey and josh came with kien...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;haven't seen kien in a long while.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he still has his cute boy look.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;his face honestly hasn't changed since sec one... hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we met up cause he is leaving today...leaving for canada..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i'm not sure when's the next time i'll be seeing him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well.. we had lunch at cafe cartel.. hahha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and kein leong paid.. he's damn rich...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i don't admire him for being rich.. but yeah he's rich..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he's got a visa platinum card for himself, and the spending limit's 20k.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;like WOAH MAN!!! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then we walked around...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i left early cause i had to meet cheryl at chua chu kang...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;reached on time, but she was late.. hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;no surprise there..she was held back by her dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway while waiting for her,this lady working at prudential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;came up to talk to me... ahaha.. nuts man..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she speaks so softly! and i can't hear no crap she's saying..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so i just went... uh uh uh uh alll the way... hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and after talking to her.. then i realised i'm gonna be meeting her on mon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;for whatever reason i have no idea...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cheryl didn't come in time to save me from insurance agents...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well...i'll go call the lady and cancel it.. hahah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;MY MUMMY TOLD ME NEVER TO TALK TO STRANGERS..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;-talking about cancelling things, it was raining really heavily..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and God is so good.. hahah.. he allowed me to enjoy my day totally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;he made the rain stop...and the weather was really really cooling..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;cheryl was freezing...ahahah-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well.. then when cheryl came, we had dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;she paid for it.. hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*i'm not a freeloader* i swear...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then after eating, we headed to &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;NIGHT SAFARI&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ahahah.. the entry fee ain't cheap man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha.. but who's complaining.. i'm not...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i got &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;BEN&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;JERRY'S&lt;/span&gt; for us to share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and cheryl kept giving me big pieces even though i said i didn't want them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i saw bats really up close man! WOAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha.. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BATMAN BATMAN&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!!!! WOAH!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;ok i'm retarded.. but BATS ARE SO DARN COOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and we saw this really slow animal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it goes by this name.. slow loris.. hahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;we were staring at it..and cheryl was like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;"wah move so slow... pissing me off man."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahah...she then suggested something&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;like picking up the slow loris and helping it move to where it wants to go..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well.. i got bitten by a mozzie...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and i swear this mozzie's nuts man...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it bit me under my clothes! hahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;then when we were done... i sent her home, and got home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;gosh i was damn tired.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;but i stayed up to watch "THE RING" anyway...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and today, i've got some training in church..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;it's at 2.. and ends at 5.. maybe i'll meet my soccer gang after that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;hahaha.. maybe we'll play lan! maybe.. just maybe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114507650690327688?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114507650690327688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114507650690327688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114507650690327688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114507650690327688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/night-safari.html' title='night safari'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114484931014970563</id><published>2006-04-12T20:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-12T21:41:50.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flag day</title><content type='html'>so far,my 3 days in poly have been good...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... cause i've made new friends...&lt;br /&gt;and it really helps that my class is small..&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. i mean there's like only 19 people in it..&lt;br /&gt;and we are starting to talk to each other..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. today was flag day..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up the earliest since last nov..&lt;br /&gt;i woke up at 530.. and bathed and changed...&lt;br /&gt;and went outta the house with my bro..&lt;br /&gt;took the same bus and he alighted at acsbr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was on the bus.. i really wished i had a camera then.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't travelled that route that i've been travelling for the past 5 years&lt;br /&gt;in an extremely long time...&lt;br /&gt;i miss the scene where everyone is cramped in the bus..&lt;br /&gt;where there's so many students and other people.&lt;br /&gt;but the only sound that can be heard is the engines of the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i'm a sentimental sort of guy.&lt;br /&gt;i tend to miss things easily... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;cheryl, just had to sign up for her camps man...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway went to bugis.. and collected flags..&lt;br /&gt;for SP's flag day....&lt;br /&gt;i only collected a total of $11.20..like wah damn little lar..&lt;br /&gt;and there was this really rude guy.. especially rude...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: morning sir,would you care to donate?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man: (chucks his hand into my face and waves a no -doesn't make a sound- )&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: wah lau&lt;/em&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he starts staring at me and my friends.. like whatever man..&lt;br /&gt;really you can just walk away.. don't chuck your hand in my face...&lt;br /&gt;and then it continues...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man: you're very rude.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me: you can choose to walk away.. but you chuck your palm in my face.who's the rude one man.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;man: (grunts and walk away)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. this kinda person...&lt;br /&gt;maybe you've got some kinda secret agenda with charity drives.&lt;br /&gt;maybe you were nice before and donated to NKF?&lt;br /&gt;and then you felt you got cheated after the incident...&lt;br /&gt;not my fault man... you could have like jsut walked away...&lt;br /&gt;WALK AWAY! don't chuck your hand into my face...&lt;br /&gt;i've never done anything to you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, there was this nice lady... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;she came up to me and asked me alot of questions..&lt;br /&gt;and then as she asked, she kept digging in her purse..&lt;br /&gt;every single pocket and corner looking for coins...&lt;br /&gt;as she spoke, she kept putting the coins in.. hahah..&lt;br /&gt;she's really nice man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. my tutor is a nice lady too! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;she told my group.. go eat.. and collect the reciept&lt;br /&gt;and then just pass it to me... i'll pay you back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for my day... thurs i've nothing on...&lt;br /&gt;FRIDAY, i'm going out with cheryl! like finally man..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114484931014970563?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114484931014970563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114484931014970563' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114484931014970563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114484931014970563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/flag-day.html' title='flag day'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114439836493023017</id><published>2006-04-07T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T16:26:04.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satan's game</title><content type='html'>I saw you yesterday as you began your daily chores.&lt;br /&gt;You awoke without kneeling to pray.&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, you didn't even bless your meals,&lt;br /&gt;or pray before going to bed last night.&lt;br /&gt;You are so unthankful.I love that about you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I cannot tell you how glad I am,&lt;br /&gt;that you have not changed your way of living.&lt;br /&gt;Fool! You are mine.&lt;br /&gt;Remember, you and I have been going steady for years,&lt;br /&gt;and I still don't love you yet.&lt;br /&gt;i don't love you,you ask why?&lt;br /&gt;well cause when you do things i like,&lt;br /&gt;you regret and maybe pray after all that's said and done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I hate you, because I hate God.&lt;br /&gt;I am only using you to get even with God. &lt;br /&gt;He kicked me out of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;and I'm going to use you as long as possible to pay him back.&lt;br /&gt;You see, Fool, GOD LOVES YOU and HE has great plans in store for you.&lt;br /&gt;But you have yielded your life to me&lt;br /&gt;and I'm going to make your life a living hell.&lt;br /&gt;That way we'll be together twice.&lt;br /&gt;both on earth and after death in hell.&lt;br /&gt;THIS WILL REALLY HURT GOD!&lt;br /&gt;it's no wonder i'm starting to love what you do already!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to you,i'm really showing Him who's boss in your life.&lt;br /&gt;With all of the good times we've had.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have been watching dirty movies, cursing people out,&lt;br /&gt;partying, stealing, lying, hypocriting, fornicating,gossiping,&lt;br /&gt;back stabbing people, isrespecting adults and those in leadership position,&lt;br /&gt;NO respect for the church, bad attitudes&lt;br /&gt;and the list keeps going on..&lt;br /&gt;a never-ending menu of what you have.&lt;br /&gt;SURELY you don't want to give all this up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME ON, Fool, let's burn together forever.&lt;br /&gt;in our hot passion of sins. you know you can't run from temptations&lt;br /&gt;I've got some  plans for us.&lt;br /&gt;This is just a letter of appreciation from me to you.&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to say "THANKS" for letting me use you for most of your foolish life.&lt;br /&gt;You are so gullible. I laugh at you.I scorn you.&lt;br /&gt;When you are tempted to sin, you give in.&lt;br /&gt;HA HA HA&lt;br /&gt;You make me sick!and you make me feel good..&lt;br /&gt;Sin is beginning to take its toll on your life.&lt;br /&gt;You look 20 years older and i need new blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So go ahead and teach some children how to sin.&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is smoke, drink alcoholic beverages, cheat, gamble,&lt;br /&gt;fornicate, and listen to and dance to the top 10 jams.&lt;br /&gt;continue doing what you do now as what you did then.&lt;br /&gt;don't worry. God still loves you..he's upset with me,&lt;br /&gt;but i love making use of you anyhow...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really beginning to appreciate your worldly view of LIFE&lt;br /&gt;you get one person loving you,and one appreciating you.&lt;br /&gt;Do all these sins in the presence of children and they will do it too.&lt;br /&gt;Kids are like that.as gullible as you are.&lt;br /&gt;that makes you a kid too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Fool, I have to let you go for now.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back in a couple of seconds to tempt you again.&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU WERE SMART, you would run somewhere,&lt;br /&gt;CONFESS YOUR SINS, LIVE FOR GOD with what little bit of life that you have left.&lt;br /&gt;It's not my nature to warn anyone,&lt;br /&gt;but to be your age and still sinning, it's becoming a bit ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, I still hate you......&lt;br /&gt;i've never loved anyone truly.. other than myself.&lt;br /&gt;IT'S JUST THAT YOU'D MAKE A BETTER FOOL FOR CHRIST. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-love, SATAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. - And if you really love me, you won't share this letter with anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Why do you wait, dear brother?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The harvest is passing away;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Your Savior is longing to bless you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There's danger and death in delay. —Root&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114439836493023017?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114439836493023017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114439836493023017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114439836493023017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114439836493023017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/satans-game.html' title='satan&apos;s game'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114425314360661505</id><published>2006-04-05T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T00:05:43.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>went out with gabe today</title><content type='html'>today was a really fun day...&lt;br /&gt;spent it with my godbrother...&lt;br /&gt;haven't met up with him for awhile...&lt;br /&gt;but whenever i'm with him, lame and funny things happen..&lt;br /&gt;when 2 guys meet.. what else can they do,except lan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. as usual, went lanning..&lt;br /&gt;and whooped viet-cong's ass in battlefield...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...ok that was crap...&lt;br /&gt;we had a load of laughs... as usual...&lt;br /&gt;went to meridian.. haven't been there for quite sometime...&lt;br /&gt;and it brings back memories.. ahaha..&lt;br /&gt;studying there.. lanning there...&lt;br /&gt;the fun part of any typical guy's life i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. hahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;gabriel claims he saw this old lady where george lucas got his yoda from..&lt;br /&gt;click on the link to his blog and see how the old lady looks like...&lt;br /&gt;hahahah...ok.. i'm not being mean.. but the way gabe described it,&lt;br /&gt;totally hilarious... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;and don't ever eat too much calamari..&lt;br /&gt;tastes like crap... hahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then well we walked around.. and continued crapping...&lt;br /&gt;why is it when me and gabe meet, we're always laughing our heads off?&lt;br /&gt;what is so funny that we can keep laughing about?&lt;br /&gt;i totally have no idea...&lt;br /&gt;i think it's me... laughing aura...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. even with cheryl.. i can't have a proper meal with her.&lt;br /&gt;we end up laughing our meal time away.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;AM I THAT FUNNY??? (ok,no one comments on that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. gonna do some work now...&lt;br /&gt;take care you guys...&lt;br /&gt;God bless you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114425314360661505?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114425314360661505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114425314360661505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114425314360661505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114425314360661505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/went-out-with-gabe-today.html' title='went out with gabe today'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114416662753952950</id><published>2006-04-04T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T00:03:47.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dynamo advertisment</title><content type='html'>ok i'm really bored.. crapping with my favourite godbrother online.&lt;br /&gt;he's my only godbrother.. what in the world am i talking about???&lt;br /&gt;i'm pissed with SP's internet services man...&lt;br /&gt;they ask us to do work online, and nothing can be acessed..&lt;br /&gt;like what?!?!?!?! come on man.. you've gotta be kidding me..&lt;br /&gt;because i couldn't access the website to the page,&lt;br /&gt;i had nothing to kill time with...&lt;br /&gt;so therefore, i'm talking bout robbing babies,kids and banks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so well... just like 10 mins ago, i was watching tv,&lt;br /&gt;and i saw the dynamo advertisment..&lt;br /&gt;where this group of doctors-look-alike people settle down for lunch..&lt;br /&gt;then the head doctor-look-alike asks "&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;ready?... MAKAN&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;then "&lt;span style="color:#663300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SPLAT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!"  they splat the food (which by the way looks like shit)&lt;br /&gt;onto themselves... and then just nice this cleaner lady walks past&lt;br /&gt;and claims that her husband has these kinds of stains on his shirt.&lt;br /&gt;and she has trouble making he shirts sparkly clean even after washing,&lt;br /&gt;not once but on several accounts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also,the "head doctor" guy said he'll make it harder to wash off...&lt;br /&gt;by adding &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIPSTICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..now this is the part you guys look out for..&lt;br /&gt;after throwing it into the wash, with dynamo added,&lt;br /&gt;it comes out sheet clean...no pun intended&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it just started making me think about it...&lt;br /&gt;i've a few things to say...&lt;br /&gt;and for disclaimer rights, if dynamo is thinking of doing anything to me..&lt;br /&gt;forget it.. this is what i feel.. i'm just putting down my thoughts..&lt;br /&gt;if in anyway your business and sales suffer,&lt;br /&gt;blame it on your advertisment manager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;FIRSTLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - the cleaner lady who's working at the company,&lt;br /&gt;would probably be using DYNAMO instead of other brands..&lt;br /&gt;i mean she already knows what company she's working for...&lt;br /&gt;and since she knows what the company does,&lt;br /&gt;she'd have definitely gotten that brand of soap a long time ago.&lt;br /&gt;unless she's started work only a day before..STILL!&lt;br /&gt;retarded...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secondly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; - by adding the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIPSTICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, cheating husbands would love this...&lt;br /&gt;(if for any reason dynamo sales is going up, it goes to show,that&lt;br /&gt;more and more partners are cheating on their spouses!)&lt;br /&gt;back to my point, cheating husbands,partners whatever,&lt;br /&gt;when you guys accidentally get &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;LIPSTICK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; marks on your shirt..&lt;br /&gt;for whatever reason...we need not guess what.&lt;br /&gt;remember.. DYNAMO! it clears even &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIPSTICK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; imprints...&lt;br /&gt;so there you have it.. your wife /girlfriend/fiancee would never&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;NEVER,I REPEAT, NEVER EVER FIND OUT&lt;/span&gt;... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;great move eh? so there you have it..&lt;br /&gt;my view on dynamo is that,&lt;br /&gt;its really retarded that only cheating guys would use it..&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... probably any sociology students doing projects?&lt;br /&gt;get a survey done on this...&lt;br /&gt;if by my post,or by any conincidence DYNAMO sales increases,&lt;br /&gt;then it only goes to show that in our country,&lt;br /&gt;a sharp rise in number of guys are starting to cheat on their partners...&lt;br /&gt;so from there, &lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;TO YOU SINGAPORE GIRLS&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;try not to get a singapore guy...&lt;br /&gt;if studies and survey really shows that more guys are buying up dynamos..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114416662753952950?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114416662753952950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114416662753952950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114416662753952950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114416662753952950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/dynamo-advertisment.html' title='dynamo advertisment'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114408018152320966</id><published>2006-04-03T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T00:03:01.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheryl went to camp</title><content type='html'>ok.. today is pretty much a boring day...&lt;br /&gt;woke up really early (early is relative) at 730&lt;br /&gt;bathed and got changed..&lt;br /&gt;and by 815, i was out of the house&lt;br /&gt;took a bus down to cheryl's place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met her cause she didn't know how to go to the radiologic clinic.&lt;br /&gt;she had to go there as part of her medical checkup.&lt;br /&gt;and we also took the time to meet up! hahah..&lt;br /&gt;then shortly after, sent her to NP&lt;br /&gt;so that she could go for her sports camp...&lt;br /&gt;we reached there at 1015, and we only found the venue at 1130&lt;br /&gt;it really wasn't helping that the weather was a killer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's so many barker people in NP.. like woah man...&lt;br /&gt;and i saw how cheng (i guess that's how you spell his name)&lt;br /&gt;and my first thought was.. wah gangster.. don't fool around...&lt;br /&gt;later kanna whacked up..hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;but surprise surprise!&lt;br /&gt;he came up to me greeted me..&lt;br /&gt;"you're from barker right?"&lt;br /&gt;and then he shook my hand.. woah man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ACS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;FOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;EVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! ACS ACS ACS ACS!&lt;br /&gt;i miss barker.. and the friends i made there.. i really do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then cheryl went off and i went home...&lt;br /&gt;after having lunch at home, i went to orchard library to return books&lt;br /&gt;like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;WHY IN THE WORLD DOESN"T ANYONE BELIEVE ME!?!?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on man! &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i really went to the library!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do i look like the type who'd stare at girls till i lose track of time?&lt;br /&gt;i know you people out there would probably think yes..&lt;br /&gt;BUT I DON'T... and po.. i'm not lying to myself..&lt;br /&gt;i went to the library to return my book.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached dhoby ghout late and well..&lt;br /&gt;met up with SHAT, JJ, JONG, LINCOLN..&lt;br /&gt;lucien then came along...&lt;br /&gt;some dude was damn good at house of the dead 4 lar! like wth?&lt;br /&gt;and he got pissed cause he didn't get all the items..&lt;br /&gt;like come on kid.. you already got everything except the coin?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to PS to eat...&lt;br /&gt;that was when PO and ADRIEL came to meet us...&lt;br /&gt;so then we went to play LAN.. yes yes..&lt;br /&gt;i work out in the gym.. but i never train my fingers..&lt;br /&gt;so lan trains my fingers!&lt;br /&gt;played awhile,wei chang came...&lt;br /&gt;and well continued playing and then we had dinner outside...&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we sat down and crapped.. (as usual)&lt;br /&gt;and it's times like this that i enjoy with my group...&lt;br /&gt;no arguments... no temper flaring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND GUYS, when i play soccer,&lt;br /&gt;i never play with the kind of attitude that says&lt;br /&gt;"get in there and kill'em"&lt;br /&gt;oh no i don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah..... thurs.. thurs then cheryl will be done with her camp...&lt;br /&gt;patience.. patience...PATIENCE! i need to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights you all..&lt;br /&gt;have a blessed week ahead!&lt;br /&gt;God bless&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114408018152320966?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114408018152320966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114408018152320966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114408018152320966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114408018152320966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/04/cheryl-went-to-camp.html' title='cheryl went to camp'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114355446930452544</id><published>2006-03-28T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T22:01:09.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanping told  me to blog</title><content type='html'>OK so here i am.. about today..&lt;br /&gt;the boring-est day ever!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was a singapore poly from 2 till 630?!&lt;br /&gt;llike what the hell man...&lt;br /&gt;really.. there were damn alot of people&lt;br /&gt;and when i first queued up i had like 100+ people ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;like how bad can that get???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky at the "taking phtos"section, there was this nice lady&lt;br /&gt;who helped me skipped the queue and got my picture taken..&lt;br /&gt;think i pissed off some people there.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i swear.. people in dragon boat...&lt;br /&gt;they've nice bods.. but they're legs are like chicken legs..&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i wouldn't want that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway today was jsut a really tiring and boring day...&lt;br /&gt;but thanks to otheniel (is that how to spell his name?)&lt;br /&gt;he accompanied me for most of the day! ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;nice of him...&lt;br /&gt;thanks alot man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got a laptop..FINALLY! MY OWN PERSONAL LAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;i'm happy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;this is the time to make things right - you know what i mean..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114355446930452544?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114355446930452544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114355446930452544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114355446930452544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114355446930452544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/wanping-told-me-to-blog.html' title='wanping told  me to blog'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114312304716604718</id><published>2006-03-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T22:10:47.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheryl teo is damn cool</title><content type='html'>cheryl thinks she's cool..&lt;br /&gt;cause she thinks i think i'm cool...&lt;br /&gt;like woah man.. even i don't think so...&lt;br /&gt;hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cheryl's becoming more vulgar...&lt;br /&gt;tsk.. and it's definitely not cool...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. ok i'm kidding...&lt;br /&gt;totally kidding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today.. i spent my day at home..&lt;br /&gt;really comfortable place to be my home...&lt;br /&gt;i can sleep here.. and there.. anywhere!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.. comfortable... COMFORTABLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went back to piano playing...&lt;br /&gt;really great feeling...&lt;br /&gt;but cheryl was on the phone and she heard it&lt;br /&gt;and she said the playing was bad..&lt;br /&gt;i know i'm no pro...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess it sucked alot.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114312304716604718?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114312304716604718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114312304716604718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114312304716604718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114312304716604718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/cheryl-teo-is-damn-cool.html' title='cheryl teo is damn cool'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114304080355626177</id><published>2006-03-22T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T23:20:03.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day at west coast park</title><content type='html'>great day today.. really..&lt;br /&gt;went west coast park with cheryl!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. met her at the bus interchange first before leaving..&lt;br /&gt;soon after, had a butt numbing bus ride.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;then we ate alittle at macs...&lt;br /&gt;before taking a walk and playing around...&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn sure cheryl has damn alot of friends.&lt;br /&gt;even fries are her friends... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i asked her"what would you like to have?"&lt;br /&gt;her reply,"erm.. FRIEND fries.."&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... even fries are her friends..&lt;br /&gt;like how cool can that get?&lt;br /&gt;and when i was ordering halfway,&lt;br /&gt;she came up and said.. "oh apple pie too."&lt;br /&gt;all because she saw a piece of apple pie on the floor at her feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl, i can't eat fries with you...&lt;br /&gt;we'll end up snatching the same pieces!&lt;br /&gt;not very fun! hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know i'm getting too fat for my own good...&lt;br /&gt;there was this swing thing.. i sat on it... and zoomed off..&lt;br /&gt;and all i got was to be stuck in the middle..suspended in the air..&lt;br /&gt;while cheryl being helpful, stood there and just laughed her ass off at me...&lt;br /&gt;(thanks a million cheryl) -but she decided enough was enough&lt;br /&gt;and pulled me back to land... after like 15 seconds of suffering..&lt;br /&gt;so then i encouraged her to try the swing too...&lt;br /&gt;and just to get on, i waited for her to waste 10 mins to decide how she'll get on it.&lt;br /&gt;cause one would have to hold onto the chain and jump up onto the seat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we found out there were other swings&lt;br /&gt;that were easier to get on to.. what a waste of time...&lt;br /&gt;so then.. she went onto the swing,&lt;br /&gt;and swung all the way to the other side..&lt;br /&gt;but i purposely didn't push her that hard cause i wanted her to get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;taste of your own medicine girl!&lt;br /&gt;ahhahahaha... i'm evil.. i'm sly,coy and sneaky.. i know i know...&lt;br /&gt;that was for revenge.. and then i decided to give her a real adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;so i pushed her real quick..&lt;br /&gt;swear i won't do that again.. hahah.. she nearly flew off the seat man..&lt;br /&gt;sorry girl.. really sorry.. ahahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we climbed to the middle section of some net thing&lt;br /&gt;and sat there to enjoy the breeze.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;soon i got thirsty and we needed to go off...&lt;br /&gt;so i grabbed a drink from macs..and i sent her home..&lt;br /&gt;had dinner at her place and then went home...&lt;br /&gt;gosh i'm tired..&lt;br /&gt;but thank God it's a good day.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to better days!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114304080355626177?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114304080355626177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114304080355626177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114304080355626177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114304080355626177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/day-at-west-coast-park.html' title='day at west coast park'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114291253234468904</id><published>2006-03-21T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T11:42:12.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>st.pat's performance..</title><content type='html'>yesterday was a good day..&lt;br /&gt;left home at around 2 and reached dhoby's arcade at 230.&lt;br /&gt;met up with po..and soon wei chang came and jj came along..&lt;br /&gt;then after po lost virtual tennis, and jj got trashed in virtual soccer,&lt;br /&gt;we left and walked over to cine..&lt;br /&gt;surprise surprise (for all except me) auggy was working there&lt;br /&gt;and then we stayed around hogged the queue&lt;br /&gt;just so we could disturb the hell outta that poor boy.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting the tickets to v for vendetta,&lt;br /&gt;we headed to long john silvers for a meal...&lt;br /&gt;and soon after lincoln came along...&lt;br /&gt;then as usual, after suaning me, they ditched me to watch their movie.&lt;br /&gt;(i guess it was really me who ditched them)&lt;br /&gt;i walked over to taka to meet cheryl and her friend..&lt;br /&gt;and shortly after her friend left too..&lt;br /&gt;we walked to wisma to have dinner...&lt;br /&gt;(initially, that was our plan..but cheryl didnt' want to eat)&lt;br /&gt;so we walked over to wisma to watch me have dinner..&lt;br /&gt;i had laksa.. the gravy's nice man.. but it gave me a stomachache&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then elizabeth called me..as usual her question went&lt;br /&gt;"is cheryl with you?"&lt;br /&gt;so yah... she called to invite us to st pat's band concert...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;so we went and i kinda fell asleep..&lt;br /&gt;come on... their second piece fourth movement was really drowsy&lt;br /&gt;works better than panadol..&lt;br /&gt;but they playyed well... and st stephen's!&lt;br /&gt;all the primary school kids! dude.. they're way too cute!&lt;br /&gt;the bell player.. he had to raise his hands till his head&lt;br /&gt;in order to be able to play.. hahah.. they're dead a cute man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh their pirates of the caribbean piece, the clarinets no strength&lt;br /&gt;they didn't tongue the running notes loud enough..&lt;br /&gt;wasn't clear...but on the whole, they were good..&lt;br /&gt;no doubt bout it.. gold band with honours.. DUH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after the concert , i sent cheryl home..&lt;br /&gt;had a nice walk back to her place.. ahhahaha&lt;br /&gt;and then left for home...&lt;br /&gt;i'm still as tired as i was last night.. i feel like going back to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;ZzzZZZzzZzZzzzzzzzzzz.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114291253234468904?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114291253234468904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114291253234468904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114291253234468904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114291253234468904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/stpats-performance.html' title='st.pat&apos;s performance..'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114230545871640937</id><published>2006-03-14T10:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T11:04:18.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer match with ex-3c2</title><content type='html'>ok.. had a soccer match yesterday&lt;br /&gt;at st.wilfreds...was at 3-5pm...&lt;br /&gt;i met po at dhoby mrt station before heading out to boon keng.&lt;br /&gt;we came up with a training regime&lt;br /&gt;one regime so pro that if you can complete it,&lt;br /&gt;You're seriously the best of the best and godlike...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok po if you're reading this...don't give me the wtf expression&lt;br /&gt;so on reaching boon keng, we went around looking for bananas..&lt;br /&gt;energy fruit.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;after going bananas looking for bananas,&lt;br /&gt;we headed for macs to meet yx..&lt;br /&gt;(i swear jit min has a thing for my da ge man..)&lt;br /&gt;jit min came shortly after xiang arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh yx.. you're just damn handsome lar..&lt;br /&gt;jit min follows you around man! ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway.. then we had our lunch and a few others reached...&lt;br /&gt;jong,farissi,adriel... half the team!&lt;br /&gt;so then after we were all done eating.. we slacked around..&lt;br /&gt;and then made our way to st wilfred's..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made some practice runs... we were good...&lt;br /&gt;my corner shots were good...&lt;br /&gt;obviously we're the better team...&lt;br /&gt;then when the match started... the line blurred..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and due to the defence costly mistakes, in the first 15 mins,&lt;br /&gt;my team was down by 2 goals...&lt;br /&gt;by the 20th min, another 2 goals...&lt;br /&gt;by 30th min it was 5-0 to the other team..&lt;br /&gt;damn upsetting.. really really upsetting..&lt;br /&gt;the defence is really to blame i guess...&lt;br /&gt;from 4 defenders to 2 left...&lt;br /&gt;the other 2 kinda played further up when they were supposed to focus!&lt;br /&gt;so jong and i.. from left-back and right-back respectively,&lt;br /&gt;we became the 2 players in defence...both centre backs..&lt;br /&gt;therefore leaving our sides open..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the afternoon sun wasn't helping either... it was hot man..&lt;br /&gt;and that really added to some of our fatigues...&lt;br /&gt;i wasn't tired... i had enough energy...&lt;br /&gt;but cause of my knee injury i can't run that quick..&lt;br /&gt;i didn't have knee guard cause i couldn't find it...&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, thanks to proper organisation at the last few mins,&lt;br /&gt;we managed to feed farissi 2 balls and he converted both to goals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so first half ended with 5-2&lt;br /&gt;the better team playing like that..honestly..&lt;br /&gt;it's really impossible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yx leg which had a really big wound started bleeding again...&lt;br /&gt;he's a genius...playing soccer with a wound like that...&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. second half... we got a jump start and we managed to equalise it 5-5&lt;br /&gt;john.chua from the other team came running down my direction.&lt;br /&gt;and i was thinkin, if i don't stop him and he gets past me, it's definitely a goal&lt;br /&gt;so then i ran and gave him a sliding tackle...&lt;br /&gt;isaac's tackles never misses... so yah i hit the ball away...&lt;br /&gt;but i landed wrongly and overstretch my leg.. it got cramped up...&lt;br /&gt;but really happy that i held it at 5-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we managed to score another one...6-5!!! we were leading!&lt;br /&gt;and then yx had to come out cause he was bleeding too much...&lt;br /&gt;and i took his place as a winger...&lt;br /&gt;as a winger for a while, i made a great ball steal and ran down the flank&lt;br /&gt;to try and send in a cross for JJ...&lt;br /&gt;but what the hell my leg cramped up as i prepared to cross.&lt;br /&gt;it send my cross wide and JJ missed a scoring chance...&lt;br /&gt;tried to take another corner..&lt;br /&gt;cause everyone knew my corner was good so they were really ready..&lt;br /&gt;but then my leg cramped again and i shot it off...&lt;br /&gt;damn upsetting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when they finally got a chance to attack,they made use of it...&lt;br /&gt;they went down lucien's side.. (lucien changed positions for jong)&lt;br /&gt;then because we were supposed to have 3 defenders after a formation change,&lt;br /&gt;we suddenly had 2 left... lucien and me.. the third one disappeared again...&lt;br /&gt;then lucien went in to slide tackle the guy... but he missed...&lt;br /&gt;and i had to run from the right side to the left...&lt;br /&gt;how to get that guy?! it was impossible lar... totally impossible..&lt;br /&gt;that gave the guy enough time to lay up for a shot which cleaved the net ever so gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;final score 6-6....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other team hates me... and so does my team...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. they say when i play, i play in such a way that i play to kill...&lt;br /&gt;i so don't think so...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114230545871640937?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114230545871640937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114230545871640937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114230545871640937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114230545871640937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/soccer-match-with-ex-3c2.html' title='soccer match with ex-3c2'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114196799264894614</id><published>2006-03-10T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T13:19:52.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>creepy...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;I was walking home one day alone from the bus stop when            I heard footsteps behind me. I turned to look and nothing was there.            I prayed and said "Lord, guide me home safely and lead my footsteps".            I heard the footsteps once again behind me. I turned around and saw            a man behind me. I ran all the way home and slammed the door behind            me. &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;I was watching the 11:00 o'clock news later that night            when I saw the same man posted for rape and murder of a 15 year old            girl...the same age as me. I called the police immediately and told            them my story. When they caught the man they asked why he didn't attack            me too...his reply was simple..."why would I attack her when she had            a man walking right beside her". &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;The police turned to me and asked," I thought you said            you were alone" I said, "I guess I was wrong." &lt;/p&gt;         &lt;p align="left"&gt;No matter what kind of predicament you may face, God is            always there by your side. I was safe that night because God was walking            right beside me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok the rapist is definitely not me.. neither was i the girl...&lt;br /&gt;so there...but this "unexplained" story kinds of got my attention...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really bored now... gonna go meet steph and wanping!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114196799264894614?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114196799264894614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114196799264894614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114196799264894614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114196799264894614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/creepy.html' title='creepy...'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114148732461446514</id><published>2006-03-04T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T23:48:44.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>soccer day!</title><content type='html'>wow.. i'm back.. and i just bathed..&lt;br /&gt;didnt even bother to dry myself up...&lt;br /&gt;because i'm terribly sun-burnt...&lt;br /&gt;and i haven't got such a tan in such a longgggggg time...&lt;br /&gt;simply good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people play soccer really "dirty" man...&lt;br /&gt;like who grabs your arm and not let go?&lt;br /&gt;and who kicks your tighs and then say it's not his fault...&lt;br /&gt;like dude man...&lt;br /&gt;this guy brought his brother along...&lt;br /&gt;and he plays in a much fairer way compared to his brother man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... anyway.. i'm thankful for today...&lt;br /&gt;got to see the gang again...&lt;br /&gt;went to eat first.. then we sat oustide some bubble tea shop&lt;br /&gt;and talked from 630 till 9 man...&lt;br /&gt;WHO SAYS GIRLS ARE THE ONLY ONES THAT ARE CHATTY?!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after that i went home with bum...&lt;br /&gt;crap man.. we slept for like the whole train journey...&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that he's a really cute sleeper?&lt;br /&gt;and that he has great shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;AND NO I"M NOT GAY...&lt;br /&gt;he keeps changing position every 4-6 stops man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway yesterday had og bbq... very little people turned up...&lt;br /&gt;kinda upset... cause like everyone called in sick at the last min...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i guess this is really what happens when no proper planning is done..&lt;br /&gt;also when things are not committed to God...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.. but thankfully kristal managed to get more people to come&lt;br /&gt;they were drunk man...and totally wasted...&lt;br /&gt;it's such a shame really..&lt;br /&gt;lucky these people didn't do anything to my friends...&lt;br /&gt;so it was good... but they were very extremely rowdy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all i guess... still kinda disgusted at people who get drunk&lt;br /&gt;not cool at all... TOTALLY SHAMEFUL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright alright.. i'm dead beat.. burnt too!&lt;br /&gt;goodnight to you guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God bless :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114148732461446514?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114148732461446514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114148732461446514' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114148732461446514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114148732461446514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/03/soccer-day.html' title='soccer day!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-114053459336853738</id><published>2006-02-21T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T23:09:53.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much to say... school's boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;many things run through my mind now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;thing's that've been said and done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;makes me raise my eye brows...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and this, i'll tell you what i want.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;You toss in a word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm your villain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I see the passion emerge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'm your  villain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and then i've nothing left to say..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;to just see the words rot and fall away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is this it? girl,i ask you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;is this it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;this is what you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;do you think it's what you'll get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;i feel weird and enstranged with you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;leaves me dumbfounded and with no clue...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. these few days... school is getting more and more boring...&lt;br /&gt;and like.. i'm mostly going cause of gym and friends.... and also a little of studying...&lt;br /&gt;boringgggggggg... hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for 3rd of march man....&lt;br /&gt;posting results are coming out soon.. seriously can't wait man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is it for this time... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114053459336853738?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-114009931162678670</id><published>2006-02-16T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T22:15:11.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh joy!</title><content type='html'>so this is it... i AM SO THANKFUL TO GOD FOR MY RESULTS&lt;br /&gt;it's so much better than my previous year...&lt;br /&gt;like a whole 10 points man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God i passed maths for the first time in 5 YEARS!&lt;br /&gt;wooo...how pro can i get man... ahahah&lt;br /&gt;God really works wonders man.. i'm so darn thankful..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. these few days have been really good...&lt;br /&gt;ladidums...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't really have much to say..&lt;br /&gt;i just want to get the course i want...&lt;br /&gt;and of course.. it takes enough faith to do that...&lt;br /&gt;even if one's faith can be the size of a mustard seed...&lt;br /&gt;alot of things can be accomplished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be PRAISED!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-114009931162678670?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/114009931162678670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=114009931162678670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114009931162678670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/114009931162678670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/02/oh-joy.html' title='oh joy!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113949137874251300</id><published>2006-02-09T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-09T21:22:58.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gret song.. marty casey - trees</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; I dont want to go through this life&lt;br /&gt;Without you by my side.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  And I've got it all worked out&lt;br /&gt;In my head here's how it's got to be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It'll be you and me up in the trees&lt;br /&gt;And the forest will give us the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  (That's right.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  We will make believe&lt;br /&gt;In a world we rule together.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  We can build our dreams&lt;br /&gt;With the knot tied tight(?) to last forever.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It'll be you and me up in the trees&lt;br /&gt;And the forest will give us the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It'll be you and I up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;It's a combination for disaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  (yeahyeahyeah..)  We got one shot -&lt;br /&gt;So where do we go from here?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It'll be you and me up in the trees&lt;br /&gt;And the forest will give us the answers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  It'll be you and I up in the sky&lt;br /&gt;It's a combination for disaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  And I know there's more for us in this life....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113949137874251300?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113949137874251300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113949137874251300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113949137874251300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113949137874251300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/02/gret-song-marty-casey-trees.html' title='gret song.. marty casey - trees'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113897527193931835</id><published>2006-02-03T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T22:01:11.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN WITH DICK AND JANE</title><content type='html'>well.. today in school was alright...&lt;br /&gt;didn't see the sji dude...&lt;br /&gt;stupid dude who wanted toruble with me for the LAMEST reason...&lt;br /&gt;not saying that all sji guys are stupid...&lt;br /&gt;BUT! this one definitely is... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway after school, went to meet cheryl... and nathan and nichole came along&lt;br /&gt;met oliver on the bus.. hahah suaned him like crap man...&lt;br /&gt;but really lar.. he's super super tall...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... went to cine and bought movie tickets...&lt;br /&gt;then had lunch...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm super surprised i saw so SO many of my old friends man...&lt;br /&gt;but taking into account it's CINELEISURE...&lt;br /&gt;well i saw people like ROY! haha...&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen him in a shit ass long time man...&lt;br /&gt;well, then elizabeth came... and the 5 of us went to watch movie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the movie...elizabeth wanted to eat mudpie.. so we went NYDC...&lt;br /&gt;DAMN SHE"S RICH MAN...&lt;br /&gt;she and cheryl shared the cost of the MUDPIE... hahah&lt;br /&gt;then after that... nathan and his girl left..and elizabeth,cheryl and i went to taka...&lt;br /&gt;we went around like lost souls after i finished returning my library books...&lt;br /&gt;at taka also saw so many people lar! people like kelvin kwan... and people like EDRIC!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;edric isn't as tall as he claims... but yah he's grown... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the 3 of us bums went home... sent cheryl home via train...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. the whole ride i was standing up lar... what the hell...&lt;br /&gt;and i heard things that i wasn't supposed to hear...&lt;br /&gt;then afterthat, i was left with elizabeth...&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha... silly girl... keep having weird thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;then she left like 2 stops earlier than me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh.. i'm tired man...&lt;br /&gt;fun with dick and jane isn't really a great show..&lt;br /&gt;but if you want the laughs... this is a good one...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113897527193931835?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113897527193931835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113897527193931835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113897527193931835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113897527193931835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/02/fun-with-dick-and-jane.html' title='FUN WITH DICK AND JANE'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113871591543172945</id><published>2006-01-31T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T21:58:35.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cny</title><content type='html'>well chinese new year...&lt;br /&gt;didn't get much.. but who cares!&lt;br /&gt;i got to see my niece and nephew...&lt;br /&gt;my grandma....&lt;br /&gt;that's it! I"M HAPPY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my niece has gotta be the prettiest thing alive man!&lt;br /&gt;LIKE TOTALLY!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well...i'm tired...&lt;br /&gt;tired out by the visitings and the visits...&lt;br /&gt;my house is so messy and noisy now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't even get my proper rest...&lt;br /&gt;i can't watch MTV cause my pesky cousins all wanna watch their gay 5566 vcd...&lt;br /&gt;so yah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i gonna get bombed for saying 5566 is gay????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113871591543172945?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113871591543172945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113871591543172945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113871591543172945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113871591543172945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/cny.html' title='cny'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113837462441804126</id><published>2006-01-27T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T23:10:24.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>i miss the holidays..&lt;br /&gt;i dont play as much soccer..&lt;br /&gt;i can't use the gym as much...&lt;br /&gt;this is really dumb...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's nothing much to do online too...&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR IS COMING and i feel indifferent...&lt;br /&gt;oh well....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113837462441804126?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113837462441804126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113837462441804126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113837462441804126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113837462441804126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113782029567047651</id><published>2006-01-21T12:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-21T13:11:35.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing much</title><content type='html'>this is my recount of what happened on thurs...&lt;br /&gt;it was elizabeth's birthday... she's 17!!!!!!! SO OLD!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA... ok joking.. lucky she can't see this man... or i'd be dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. right after school, i skipped gym and went out&lt;br /&gt;with cheryl and (one grain sand white) and shone...&lt;br /&gt;and we headed straight to suntec city to have yoshinoya for lunch...&lt;br /&gt;shone has some nice songs in his phone.... and it's really cool...&lt;br /&gt;and cheryl's mad... she wastes her food...&lt;br /&gt;so is elizabeth... she wastes more food...&lt;br /&gt;oh and their friend,some other girl who's always with gay nathan joined us...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they left... and shone,cheryl,elizabeth and me went to watch movie...&lt;br /&gt;supposed to watch memoirs of a geisha... but the timing was too late...&lt;br /&gt;so we watched some chick flick instead.. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;really cool! not that bad actually...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went off straight after... shone went to buy his bag...&lt;br /&gt;and i went off with cheryl and elizabeth...&lt;br /&gt;then cheryl took train home... and i went with elizabeth to somerset...&lt;br /&gt;she went to meet her family.. while i went home....&lt;br /&gt;quite a relaxed day... i'm happy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED ON FRIDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school...went to fill up some crap ez-link form...&lt;br /&gt;haha.. that was one of my main purpose in going to MI...&lt;br /&gt;to get my concession extended.. SMART EH? hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with cheryl and wan li...&lt;br /&gt;then wan li stayed back in school to wait for veronica to finish training if i'm not wrong...&lt;br /&gt;then walked cheryl to her bus stop....... I"M A NICE GUY...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went home...&lt;br /&gt;after that rested awhile... then got changed and went out to somerset again..&lt;br /&gt;to meet my OG people...the arranged meeting time is 530...&lt;br /&gt;and most people came only at 630?!?!?!? WTF...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm surprised christine is early! man... ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway had dinner at marche...not that painful after all i guess...&lt;br /&gt;some fat ang moh dude spent 500 bucks plus man...&lt;br /&gt;totally retarded.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;then so many people went off early also...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a few of us went to play pool.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;damn cute... i won shone! hahahah.. and i'm damn rusty...&lt;br /&gt;and damn noob too...&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. CHERYL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU CAN"T SEE THIS! hahaha loserrrr..&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna challange her... to pool... maybe i'll lose..&lt;br /&gt;but i doubt i will... AHHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on my way home i got caught in a lousy jam.. waddahell..&lt;br /&gt;that was damn dumb..was on the bus since 11.. and got home at 1230&lt;br /&gt;when my ride is supposed ot be only for an hour... man....&lt;br /&gt;i'm tired.. my lids are closing and i'm falling asleep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS pea-ple&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113782029567047651?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113782029567047651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113782029567047651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113782029567047651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113782029567047651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/nothing-much.html' title='nothing much'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-113759143233549498</id><published>2006-01-18T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T21:37:12.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of rugby training</title><content type='html'>ok.. i'm dead tired...&lt;br /&gt;i'm half asleep typing all these...&lt;br /&gt;and my accuracy isn't bad at all!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for rugby training today...&lt;br /&gt;from 3 till like 7... madness&lt;br /&gt;4 hours of madness...&lt;br /&gt;training was fun and really crazy...&lt;br /&gt;and like on the first day of training, im scratched like shit already man&lt;br /&gt;this  is damn cool... haha and no i'm not a sadist...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah... like i think i ran 10km plus..&lt;br /&gt;the start of training we had stretching...&lt;br /&gt;and then right after had to run 4 rounds round the BIG BIG field...&lt;br /&gt;before training i had 2 periods of PE... madness...&lt;br /&gt;then we played rugby.. and then practised passing the ball.&lt;br /&gt;the person who drops the ball has to down 10 push-ups...&lt;br /&gt;i think i did like 100 times? madness lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh there's gym training tmr! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i'm gonna skip this friday's training..&lt;br /&gt;going out with my OG ppl...&lt;br /&gt;a so called "reunion" dinner.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait can't wait!!!! ahhaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113759143233549498?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113759143233549498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113759143233549498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113759143233549498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113759143233549498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/first-day-of-rugby-training.html' title='first day of rugby training'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113750815123086108</id><published>2006-01-17T22:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T22:29:11.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nth to say... it's been stiff</title><content type='html'>hello...... haven't really blogged in a while...&lt;br /&gt;school is pretty much alright..&lt;br /&gt;still sorre at the fact that they had to seperate all the orientation group people...&lt;br /&gt;i mean you get to know your group so well after one week&lt;br /&gt;and then POOF you're splitted up into different classes...&lt;br /&gt;bloody stupid... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least cheryl , shone few others are in the same lectures as me...&lt;br /&gt;not that bad.. but no nigel and his jelly beans...&lt;br /&gt;and i've rugby tryouts tmr...&lt;br /&gt;have to get out of school to go for the try outs...&lt;br /&gt;the school is wayyyyyyyyyyy too small man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't been to church in awhile...&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113750815123086108?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113750815123086108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113750815123086108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113750815123086108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113750815123086108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/nth-to-say-its-been-stiff.html' title='nth to say... it&apos;s been stiff'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113664477546188836</id><published>2006-01-07T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T22:39:35.486+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ORIENTATION WEEK!</title><content type='html'>ok..peeps. haven't been bloggin and haven't been online much.&lt;br /&gt;cause i've been really tired out by my orientation in MI..&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who have exactly no idea what MI is for&lt;br /&gt;it's the same as JCs just that you take 3 years to get your A levels.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not planning to stay there for 3 years... only till O level results are out.&lt;br /&gt;anyway. MI has tons of pleasant people. made a whole lot of new friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached school at 715. super pissed cause when i registered i was told to report at 8... so like waddahell.. and i didn't know anyone. but i saw some barker dudes.so i just went there and stood with them. SUPER EXTRA&lt;br /&gt;anyway the day had nothing fun..except me hanging around with 2 dudes&lt;br /&gt;one indian one malay. great people they are. and the coolest names ever.&lt;br /&gt;following that the day proceeded with tons of talks.. the principal can really talk.. from 1230 till like 3 plus.. wah.. teachers mouth already so powerful. PRINCIPAL's mouth is like OWNAGE man.!!! haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... my orientation group ppl opened up more...&lt;br /&gt;me and my 2 other friends made more new friends.&lt;br /&gt;and our guy group expanded from 3 guys to like 5...&lt;br /&gt;kinda exclusive lar.. BUT YOU CAN"T BLAME US!&lt;br /&gt;ok our group has like 35 ppl... 7 of us are guys...&lt;br /&gt;the rest are girls... so like 2 guys are damn womanizers.&lt;br /&gt;so obbviously we leave them out!&lt;br /&gt;anyway played more games... and soccer! total ownage again man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN OF THE MATCH!!!! hahaha... *ego*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. learnt the MI dance.. and if felt damn funny...&lt;br /&gt;not that dancing with a girl is weird.. just that..&lt;br /&gt;dancing with a weird girl is weird...&lt;br /&gt;and my other friends were unhappy with they're partners too...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth and last day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i got to know my whole group better all of a sudden..&lt;br /&gt;and i found out everyone thought me unfriendly...&lt;br /&gt;even SJI guys are scared of me... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;weird people really.. anyway i'm REALLY friendly..&lt;br /&gt;and there's no reason to be scared of me...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm glad i made so many new friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OG OUTING ON MONDAY! YEAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. well.. today played soccer.. a proper game at least.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;I"M HAPPY! but i can't really walk well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113664477546188836?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113664477546188836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113664477546188836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113664477546188836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113664477546188836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/orientation-week.html' title='ORIENTATION WEEK!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113613156806786187</id><published>2006-01-01T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:06:08.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout outs</title><content type='html'>okay.. this is for those who have somehow affected my life in some ways..&lt;br /&gt;if your name isn't here. it's not that i hate you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANPING! - hello ping pal! this is for you..you're really nuts and alll man...&lt;br /&gt;you get high on air.. high when you lie down on stpeh's bed.. high when you get into the swimming pool.. haha..and you keep whacking ppl. what's up with that man? not very lady like! must be like your character in the musical!anyway thanks for everything! changing my template and all..thanks pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPH! - well i still remember! i started talking to you online. and i totally had no clue to who in the world you are...anyway Gorget! do you still remember? haha.. i'm sure you do.... anyway thanks for being nuts and all... and we didn't do much as fellowship pardners ah? haha... ok ok... i miss going over to your house with the others for bridge man! hahah it's a new year. study hard girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATT! - haha.. eh we're like more bonded than james bond man.. kinda upset that i didnt get the chance to know you earlier.. thank God for the retreat eh? HOP HOP HOP HOP! haha.. it was good and it was great! looking forward to another fun year with you and the rest! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUMEI! - ok.. i swear you're mad.. you're nuts.. you hyperventilate...but you'll make a nice wife or mum.. whatever.. you keep ppl up so that you can get the proper shirt size for your friend... hahah.. dude.. spare some thoughts for your OTHER friends? haha anyway you're super blur too you know? stay the way you are and i assure you, you'll be able to make more friends..anyway study hard girl! don't slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICHIE! - hey boy.. ricky.. why do they call you that? i totally have no idea man..&lt;br /&gt;anyway haha you're nuts man.. thanks for your presents and all. i feel quite guilty you lost your phone.. cause like you were sms-ing me.. so yah... sorry dude...anyway great knowing you honestly.. haha..and next time don't tell shumei you need to grow taller.. haha i don't wanna suffer cause of you.. .haha! God bless you boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEL! - well well well .. what do i say... spidey-girl.. totally nuts..haha no offence there.thanks alot for so many things man... you really need to be more alert..just cause you think you going to RJC very great! haha.. i'm joking... anyway don't keep slapping guys lar.. not very lady like you know? hahaha....new year is here and keep close to God girl..and stop showing off you're in RJ! just cause the uniform is better than NJ! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRISTI AND KATHI! - you two are nuts.. if you read every single shoutout.. you'll realise that everyone is nuts... haha.. KATHI! the killers this the killers that.. hahah.. honest mistake is also by the killers! hahah i can't believe you said what you said that night man.. haha that was so retarded really.. haha.. AHHHH retarded.. ahha! KRISTI! haha dude.. stop mis-hearing me! or twisting my words into things which are untrue! like the cute cashier!?!?!?! what were you thinking man?! how can you be so crazy! anyway i can't believe we're working together again.. let's do a good job buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARISSA! - how can i forget.. homie.. sup? don't think you're so cool please.. and this is a new year.. was one of your resolution to stop plucking my leg hair? i sure hope so.. anyway.... you're damn funny lar.. you laugh at the weirdest things.. really.. how can one laugh at a voice clip? like... errrrrrrrr.... hahaha... waddahell man...anyway study hard girl! don't forget you're nuts and i'm bolts.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL! - sicko! my dear sicko! ahahah affectionate name eh? hahaha.. dude... i know how that name came about.. and it's cause of 2 incidences.. and now don't you go denying it alright? haha... must face the facts! hahaha.. come on.. i know you ahve your desires.. control them in this coming year? ahha.. work hard girl.. get to where you want alright? GOH SHU WEN.. hahaha and your blue jacket's cool! haha...and don't ever punch me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAEN! - limmy! haha.. eh.. where was the race that we're supposed to have? i doubt i'll ever get to beat you.. ahhaah.. anyway  yah i'm so sorry bout your leg man.. i pushed you.. and you fell. then you rolled down the steps.. ahahha.. that was dumb man... anyway.. stop being so lame lar i can't take it.. really.. everytime i see you limping in that caste with your crutches i tell myself.. dude.. jiaen's super lame.. ... ahhaha..God bless you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VYAN! - haha.. eh polo boy.. haha. you're super tanned.. and you're very sneakie.. talking to you we can go round in circles! haha.. but cool! i think you make a great bridge partner... haha at least you don't calculate till the state of sen or shashi! ahah.. cause you're not as pro as them.. but pro-er than me! hahaha... i'll see you around ma' man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANS! - haha.. boy boy.. you're over caring.. don't be.. it's good.. but don't be.. anyway stop your obvious actions man.. really. ahha.. everyone and anyone can tell from your actions if you get what i mean.. hahah...anyway... study hard bro!&lt;br /&gt;stop wasting your life dating clarence.. it's not very healthy if you get what i mean yah? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113613156806786187?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113613156806786187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113613156806786187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113613156806786187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113613156806786187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/shout-outs_01.html' title='shout outs'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113613156683675153</id><published>2006-01-01T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T00:06:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shout outs</title><content type='html'>okay.. this is for those who have somehow affected my life in some ways..&lt;br /&gt;if your name isn't here. it's not that i hate you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WANPING! - hello ping pal! this is for you..you're really nuts and alll man...&lt;br /&gt;you get high on air.. high when you lie down on stpeh's bed.. high when you get into the swimming pool.. haha..and you keep whacking ppl. what's up with that man? not very lady like! must be like your character in the musical!anyway thanks for everything! changing my template and all..thanks pal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEPH! - well i still remember! i started talking to you online. and i totally had no clue to who in the world you are...anyway Gorget! do you still remember? haha.. i'm sure you do.... anyway thanks for being nuts and all... and we didn't do much as fellowship pardners ah? haha... ok ok... i miss going over to your house with the others for bridge man! hahah it's a new year. study hard girl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MATT! - haha.. eh we're like more bonded than james bond man.. kinda upset that i didnt get the chance to know you earlier.. thank God for the retreat eh? HOP HOP HOP HOP! haha.. it was good and it was great! looking forward to another fun year with you and the rest! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHUMEI! - ok.. i swear you're mad.. you're nuts.. you hyperventilate...but you'll make a nice wife or mum.. whatever.. you keep ppl up so that you can get the proper shirt size for your friend... hahah.. dude.. spare some thoughts for your OTHER friends? haha anyway you're super blur too you know? stay the way you are and i assure you, you'll be able to make more friends..anyway study hard girl! don't slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RICHIE! - hey boy.. ricky.. why do they call you that? i totally have no idea man..&lt;br /&gt;anyway haha you're nuts man.. thanks for your presents and all. i feel quite guilty you lost your phone.. cause like you were sms-ing me.. so yah... sorry dude...anyway great knowing you honestly.. haha..and next time don't tell shumei you need to grow taller.. haha i don't wanna suffer cause of you.. .haha! God bless you boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEL! - well well well .. what do i say... spidey-girl.. totally nuts..haha no offence there.thanks alot for so many things man... you really need to be more alert..just cause you think you going to RJC very great! haha.. i'm joking... anyway don't keep slapping guys lar.. not very lady like you know? hahaha....new year is here and keep close to God girl..and stop showing off you're in RJ! just cause the uniform is better than NJ! hahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KRISTI AND KATHI! - you two are nuts.. if you read every single shoutout.. you'll realise that everyone is nuts... haha.. KATHI! the killers this the killers that.. hahah.. honest mistake is also by the killers! hahah i can't believe you said what you said that night man.. haha that was so retarded really.. haha.. AHHHH retarded.. ahha! KRISTI! haha dude.. stop mis-hearing me! or twisting my words into things which are untrue! like the cute cashier!?!?!?! what were you thinking man?! how can you be so crazy! anyway i can't believe we're working together again.. let's do a good job buddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLARISSA! - how can i forget.. homie.. sup? don't think you're so cool please.. and this is a new year.. was one of your resolution to stop plucking my leg hair? i sure hope so.. anyway.... you're damn funny lar.. you laugh at the weirdest things.. really.. how can one laugh at a voice clip? like... errrrrrrrr.... hahaha... waddahell man...anyway study hard girl! don't forget you're nuts and i'm bolts.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHERYL! - sicko! my dear sicko! ahahah affectionate name eh? hahaha.. dude... i know how that name came about.. and it's cause of 2 incidences.. and now don't you go denying it alright? haha... must face the facts! hahaha.. come on.. i know you ahve your desires.. control them in this coming year? ahha.. work hard girl.. get to where you want alright? GOH SHU WEN.. hahaha and your blue jacket's cool! haha...and don't ever punch me alright?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAEN! - limmy! haha.. eh.. where was the race that we're supposed to have? i doubt i'll ever get to beat you.. ahhaah.. anyway  yah i'm so sorry bout your leg man.. i pushed you.. and you fell. then you rolled down the steps.. ahahha.. that was dumb man... anyway.. stop being so lame lar i can't take it.. really.. everytime i see you limping in that caste with your crutches i tell myself.. dude.. jiaen's super lame.. ... ahhaha..God bless you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VYAN! - haha.. eh polo boy.. haha. you're super tanned.. and you're very sneakie.. talking to you we can go round in circles! haha.. but cool! i think you make a great bridge partner... haha at least you don't calculate till the state of sen or shashi! ahah.. cause you're not as pro as them.. but pro-er than me! hahaha... i'll see you around ma' man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HANS! - haha.. boy boy.. you're over caring.. don't be.. it's good.. but don't be.. anyway stop your obvious actions man.. really. ahha.. everyone and anyone can tell from your actions if you get what i mean.. hahah...anyway... study hard bro!&lt;br /&gt;stop wasting your life dating clarence.. it's not very healthy if you get what i mean yah? hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD BLESS YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113613156683675153?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113613156683675153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113613156683675153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113613156683675153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113613156683675153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/shout-outs.html' title='shout outs'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-113612771037234115</id><published>2006-01-01T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T23:01:53.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR.. - reflecive mood</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO YOU ALL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Anyway... 2005! a really good year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;quite screwed up.. but still i'm extremely thankful for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;2005 started off with a 3 months holiday.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i waited for my O level results.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and well.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;didn't turn out well... so had to retain and retake my Os in school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;anyway..i made a good deal of friends this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;funny chaps in my class that always acted like a bunch of retards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;oh well.. i thank God for ppl like chen tat,seby,carly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and the whole of 4C1... great class really... but retarded...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;and well..the most impactful thing on my life this year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;is really ymcamp 05'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;thankful for it too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;dun really know what to say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i don't really wanna put it here anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;so yah... guess in time to come.. when i've sorted everything out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;i'll write shoutouts for you guys...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113612771037234115?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113612771037234115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113612771037234115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113612771037234115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113612771037234115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-reflecive-mood_01.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR.. - reflecive mood'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113552684850390193</id><published>2005-12-25T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T00:07:28.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry christmas!</title><content type='html'>well here it is! christmas! and well..&lt;br /&gt;both christmas and christmas eve has been really really good&lt;br /&gt;Glory be to God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway the main things took place on christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;had a party at my house in the afternoon...&lt;br /&gt;and all the small kids came over...&lt;br /&gt;not bad actually had fun...&lt;br /&gt;the best part was..&lt;br /&gt;I GOT TO SEE MY NIECE AND NEPHEW!&lt;br /&gt;and my cousin crowned me the farting champion...&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA... i'll show you all the medal if you guys ask me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then for dinner. gabriel came over...&lt;br /&gt;and so did his brother and my uncles and aunties...&lt;br /&gt;not bad.. still kept the night lively...&lt;br /&gt;so that was it for christmas eve...&lt;br /&gt;all i can say it was really really BUSY....&lt;br /&gt;shaggedddddddd...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas day!&lt;br /&gt;was great!&lt;br /&gt;but kinda screwed up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry youknow.really sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today was damn tiring... went walking around.. shopping...&lt;br /&gt;and then came home to plop down into my bed to sleep...&lt;br /&gt;wonderful bed.. haha... then headed to raffles marina for dinner with my uncle and auntie again...&lt;br /&gt;not bad.. food was good.. YUM...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking forward to soccer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113552684850390193?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113552684850390193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113552684850390193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113552684850390193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113552684850390193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-christmas.html' title='merry christmas!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113531495832200526</id><published>2005-12-23T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T13:15:58.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;WHY YOU SO RETARDED AH?&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sup homies :D this is not Isaac, this is CLARISSA! :D:D:D I'm blogging on the behalf of Isaac &lt;strong&gt;LIM&lt;/strong&gt; zi &lt;strong&gt;PING&lt;/strong&gt; because he is an idiot and much too lazy to do so. AM I NICE OR AM I NICE. Neither, I'm Clarissa d-uh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA GO FOR CANDLELIGHT SERVICE RAAAAAAAH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113531495832200526?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113531495832200526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113531495832200526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113531495832200526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113531495832200526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/why-you-so-retarded-ah-sup-homies-d.html' title=''/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113496502443996509</id><published>2005-12-19T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T12:03:44.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beautiful dad</title><content type='html'>i love my dad.&lt;br /&gt;he's super super wonderful....he helped me change my com and all&lt;br /&gt;and i learnt a few things about swapping the parts of a computer...&lt;br /&gt;sorry i'm quite noob. but thats how i learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway this computer is really good.. but the power supply cable is crazy&lt;br /&gt;typing halfway, the whole come will just get shorted and it'll restart...&lt;br /&gt;so yah kinda crazy... and i can't install my itunes...&lt;br /&gt;the com says that there's an error... oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that means i'll have trouble synching my ipod to the com...&lt;br /&gt;this is really bad... and i lost my photo viewing program...&lt;br /&gt;i can't even see pictures taken by digi cams...&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!! it'll take sometime to work this out anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've wonderful dads.&lt;br /&gt;one  in heaven,&lt;br /&gt;one on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS DAD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113496502443996509?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113496502443996509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113496502443996509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113496502443996509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113496502443996509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/beautiful-dad.html' title='beautiful dad'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113448814259914007</id><published>2005-12-13T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T23:35:42.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with XTs</title><content type='html'>well.. today was a great day...&lt;br /&gt;went to steph's house first to watch cartoons and play bridge..&lt;br /&gt;me and vyan have a powerful combination man...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then rushed to town to watch aeon flux with the rest.. like richie,shumei,clarence,david and marcus... oh wanping was there too she was at stephs house SUPER early...&lt;br /&gt;then well.. after the movie.. we were just bumming around...&lt;br /&gt;nothing much to do anyway...&lt;br /&gt;well then we went to eat dinner at crystal jade...&lt;br /&gt;BURN A HOLE IN THE POCKET LAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after dinner... went home.. how sweet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened today...&lt;br /&gt;but i thank God that he let me go out to fellowship!&lt;br /&gt;THAT"S GREAT! THANKS LORD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113448814259914007?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113448814259914007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113448814259914007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113448814259914007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113448814259914007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/outing-with-xts.html' title='outing with XTs'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113431741655049627</id><published>2005-12-11T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T00:10:16.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ymcamp 2005</title><content type='html'>camp was good. camp was amazing...camp was touching...&lt;br /&gt;i'vve hit a spiritual high... but i want this to be an everyday affair..&lt;br /&gt;not one that just keeps happening over and over again only at the end of the year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before camp&lt;br /&gt;the camp com and sub com were at church by 9 in the morn&lt;br /&gt;and we had to pack everything into the church van...&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching the singapore sports school, we just unloaded stuffs&lt;br /&gt;and soon.. as the day went on.. we had a time of prayer...&lt;br /&gt;and also a time of small worship. we had to constantly cover the camp with prayer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day of camp..&lt;br /&gt;we the camp com and sub com woke up super early...&lt;br /&gt;started the day with prayer...and then we got ready the registration table.&lt;br /&gt;the first camper started coming in&lt;br /&gt;i skipped breakie with zhou and we went to the interchange&lt;br /&gt;i brought the first batch of campers back... so then...&lt;br /&gt;the second batch came... and on and on...&lt;br /&gt;the second batch were the cross trainers who had breakfast together...&lt;br /&gt;then we had our night games...&lt;br /&gt;i totally lost my voice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the second day.&lt;br /&gt;we again started the day with prayer.. the leaders and all..&lt;br /&gt;it was really necessary... in order to move. the leaders had to be steadfast&lt;br /&gt;PLUNDER HELL and FILL HEAVEN...&lt;br /&gt;that was what pastor kay huat's vision was..&lt;br /&gt;the most life-changing experience was that during the sermon at night...&lt;br /&gt;i was touched...touched by the words of the speaker...&lt;br /&gt;during the alter call.. i went up...and i was prayed for...&lt;br /&gt;i fell.. i wouldn't call it slain.. i dunno why ppl calls it being slain by the spirit..&lt;br /&gt;but the feeling was great... like a wave of love that washes over you..&lt;br /&gt;through the pastor, God gave him a vision for my destiny...&lt;br /&gt;i am really thankful and that this destiny that the pastor told me i had,&lt;br /&gt;i htink it'll only be true if i truly follow God in faith..&lt;br /&gt;it's really tough.. while lying down.. i tried to move but i couldn't..&lt;br /&gt;the presence of God was so strong and it's something that i would never&lt;br /&gt;change it for the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;third day...&lt;br /&gt;the day when non believers came over...&lt;br /&gt;God was moving. so many ppl from non believers they became believers&lt;br /&gt;JOSH came too... he re-dedicated his life.. i'm thankful for that..&lt;br /&gt;it's really great to see your good friend coming before the sovereign lord&lt;br /&gt;and re dedicating his life...then Josh had to go..&lt;br /&gt;but it was good seeing him after a long time of not meeting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last day of the camp...&lt;br /&gt;nothing much happened.. but as we were leaving...&lt;br /&gt;it hit me hard....&lt;br /&gt;in the camp.. we're blessed by everyone who're christians..&lt;br /&gt;but back in the real world. we are NOT safe at all...&lt;br /&gt;there are ppl who are misled by the devil.&lt;br /&gt;and also ppl who will help us.&lt;br /&gt;i feel it is my duty to continue spreading the good word of God...&lt;br /&gt;however i really do miss being with the crosstrainers and my group memebers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I give you my outmost thanks Lord abba father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shout onto God with a voice of triumph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Shout onto God with a voice of praise!&lt;br /&gt;Shout onto God with a voice of triumph&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we lift your name up!&lt;br /&gt;we lift your name up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113431741655049627?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113431741655049627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>well today was an alright day.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;had church.. discussed what me and jong were actually talking about last tues!&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. and well.. glad we managed to make some progress...&lt;br /&gt;we have to pray about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. after class jong went off... he had projects to do...&lt;br /&gt;and augs.. dunno ran off to where lar...&lt;br /&gt;so i had lunch with kristi and kathi, debbie, jia en and clarissa...&lt;br /&gt;bunch of crazy ppl... oh well... so i had noodles...&lt;br /&gt;not only did they eat quick... they were laughing at the way i eat my noodles..&lt;br /&gt;i mean i just wanna eat finish and get it over and done with...&lt;br /&gt;and clarissa's maddddddddd... she keeps laughing and laughing...&lt;br /&gt;SHE CAN"T FINISH her noodles... ahhaha... cause she kept laughing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then we went to PS... didn't do much.. walked around.. haha&lt;br /&gt;then debbie had to go off to tanglin mall to get her costume...&lt;br /&gt;and kristi and kathi were hanging around to wait for their mum...&lt;br /&gt;so all that's left were four of us...&lt;br /&gt;and both the twins and clarissa wanted to take neoprints...&lt;br /&gt;like.......... DUDE.....&lt;br /&gt;and thankfully we didn't.... but i guess we should.. hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then after all of them left...&lt;br /&gt;i went to meet po... he went to eat ayam pangang and well due to his blocked nose he couldn't taste it...&lt;br /&gt;and then we met up with shatish and played lan...&lt;br /&gt;sorry sial guys... i'm damn noob lar.. hahahah..&lt;br /&gt;and JJ coolio came... like dude.. he thinks he's damn cool... but yah he's cool.. hahahah&lt;br /&gt;he went for a funeral of his grand uncle... and he never knew his grand uncle existed&lt;br /&gt;hahah... and then.... well...&lt;br /&gt;we came to the decision that po is a poppycock... and shatish is a botttle of australian detergent...&lt;br /&gt;do NOT ask me how it came about.. it just did...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went off to eat dinner at meridian...&lt;br /&gt;before i went off to meet up with my family... hahah...&lt;br /&gt;so well.. this is my day today...&lt;br /&gt;i'm totally shagged.. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmaholymacoly. copied that... hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113370653990111381?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113370653990111381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113370653990111381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113370653990111381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113370653990111381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/church.html' title='church'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113353776378996028</id><published>2005-12-02T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T23:36:03.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>day at east coast</title><content type='html'>haha.. yes yes... it's time i update...&lt;br /&gt;it's 11 20pm.... this is the time... and gosh&lt;br /&gt;i've got a certain person who's bugging me to update...&lt;br /&gt;no offence to you! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well today... woke up around 815 in the morn&lt;br /&gt;and had to bathe and change before helping my mum organising the small kids...&lt;br /&gt;very hectic.. but it's alright...&lt;br /&gt;the kids were a tad too noisy though... hahah..&lt;br /&gt;but kids will always be kids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah.. when we all got to east coast we had a breakfast first..&lt;br /&gt;and then some went to rent bike, while quan, my bro and i went to play beach soccer&lt;br /&gt;and well..the other girls went bike riding to who knows where man..&lt;br /&gt;so well.. got bored.. took shing's bike and went riding around...&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. oh sorry i finished all the water in your bottle girl..&lt;br /&gt;but i was veryyyyyyyyyyyyy thirsty.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;and well... rode till my ass hurt like crap...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and went the day got alot less interesting we decided to ride to some ulu playground.&lt;br /&gt;and decided it was too far so we just took a stop at the jetty...&lt;br /&gt;and cause i was wanting clarice to learn how to ride the bike,&lt;br /&gt;i tried bending the help wheels away... haha..&lt;br /&gt;but it ended up breaking instead...well... what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;I"M DESTRUCTIVE... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;so went back to the bike shop and kinda told a lie&lt;br /&gt;saying my small kid brother rode halfway and the wheel broke...&lt;br /&gt;cause i think it was too rusty... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uncle being so pro told me... are you sure it broke halfway?&lt;br /&gt;i have 35 years of experience and this is the first time i've seen cases like this&lt;br /&gt;from this i have concluded.. even experience can see through lies...&lt;br /&gt;man this uncle is good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway we went home... and the kids we sent back to their homes...&lt;br /&gt;and well, peixiu, clarice, shing,quan,my family went for dinner together..&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm full...&lt;br /&gt;that's it for today.. i'm burnt.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.. time to let me fall into the sweetest slumber&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113353776378996028?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113353776378996028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113353776378996028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113353776378996028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113353776378996028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/12/day-at-east-coast.html' title='day at east coast'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113314629874029387</id><published>2005-11-28T10:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T10:51:38.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back from XT retreat 2005</title><content type='html'>alright! i'm home! came back from cross-trainers retreat yesterday&lt;br /&gt;but was too lazy to write about it. Too tired i guess..&lt;br /&gt;and here i am again... not tired..&lt;br /&gt;ok... the retreat was good. learnt the things that were essential.&lt;br /&gt;and made wonderful friends..&lt;br /&gt;even those i counted as irritating they were nice to be with too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well... i think shumei's mind is twisted.&lt;br /&gt;made me and vyan lick the head of cricket.&lt;br /&gt;making my ping pal and hans eating mealworms for a meal&lt;br /&gt;twisted shumei...&lt;br /&gt;and yew jin is the next person who'll be taking over shawn ang juniour.&lt;br /&gt;haha. there was something different bout this retreat and i'm not sure what it is...&lt;br /&gt;but yah. it's different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh jia en came with her leg in a cast... she's lame... like totally.&lt;br /&gt;and kristi kathi and clarissa... buncha weird people they are..&lt;br /&gt;they think me making funny faces is funny...&lt;br /&gt;i don't.... but they get totally cracked up man...&lt;br /&gt;haha weird..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now.. the holidays are here and i'm feeling so bored...&lt;br /&gt;i've nothing to do... but i've been doing maths and science...&lt;br /&gt;and waiting for saturdays to come so i can join the usual gang for soccer..&lt;br /&gt;oh how i miss them...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113314629874029387?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113314629874029387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113314629874029387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113314629874029387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113314629874029387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/11/back-from-xt-retreat-2005.html' title='back from XT retreat 2005'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113275522990680569</id><published>2005-11-23T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:13:49.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh i'm a nerd</title><content type='html'>man i'm a nerd!!!! OH MY GOSH!!!! but i do like what it says at the end.&lt;br /&gt;took a survey and this is what is said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pure Nerd&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                              56 % Nerd, 17% Geek, 17% Dork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For The Record:A Nerd is someone who is passionate about learning/being smart/academia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Geek is someone who is passionate about some particular area or subject, often an obscure or difficult one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Dork is someone who has difficulty with common social expectations/interactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You scored better than half in Nerd, earning you the title of: Pure Nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The times, they are a-changing. It used to be that being exceptionally smart led to being unpopular, which would ultimately lead to picking up all of the traits and tendences associated with the "dork." No-longer. Being smart isn't as socially crippling as it once was, and even more so as you get older: eventually being a Pure Nerd will likely be replaced with the following label: Purely Successful. Congratulations!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113275522990680569?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113275522990680569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113275522990680569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113275522990680569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113275522990680569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/11/gosh-im-nerd.html' title='gosh i&apos;m a nerd'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113232747040056516</id><published>2005-11-18T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:24:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sentosa outing!</title><content type='html'>today was  a really great day! haha...&lt;br /&gt;firstly i'd thank God for the great weather...&lt;br /&gt;stupid weather forecasts... they said it'll rain heavily today...&lt;br /&gt;but it didn't... in sentosa.. faith does wonders...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok...so well.. went to sentosa with Shing, Clare, Peixiu, Bronte,Quan...&lt;br /&gt;and also together with both my God bro and my brother...&lt;br /&gt;was really fun... went swimming... and got a great tan...&lt;br /&gt;so much so i'm totally burnt now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm red.. red like a thing that's red... i totally can't think of any thing now.&lt;br /&gt;i'm dead beat... dead tired... i fel like just plopping down in front of the com...&lt;br /&gt;but that would mean me getting scolded by my dad and/or mum...&lt;br /&gt;whoever finds me first... ahhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... the only person who totally wasn't tanned (to me) was clarice..&lt;br /&gt;she only turned pink.. hahah.. PINK! or reddish-pink&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel thinks she looks like she got slapped... i think she looks cute...&lt;br /&gt;hahahah... eh clarice.. be honoured.. ahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my brother and shing.. they're both crazy... TOTALLY...&lt;br /&gt;they are nearly of the same shade of black... madness i tell you...&lt;br /&gt;not good at all for the skin.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then we went to PS after that for a small snack...&lt;br /&gt;bumped into po, jj, lincon, jong and wei chang....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... crazy ass-ed people... oh well..&lt;br /&gt;then we returned home to proper dinner...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed today was really a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm just looking forward to the X-trainers retreat now... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113232747040056516?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113232747040056516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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wanping!</title><content type='html'>this post is all for wanping!&lt;br /&gt;my ping pal!!! haha... don't say i'm not good to you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this template is really nice! thanks loads to you girl... haha...&lt;br /&gt;you should thank me too...&lt;br /&gt;while you were bored, making my template kept you occupied...&lt;br /&gt;damn i'm good! ahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and anyway, your rihanna's jsut bad...&lt;br /&gt;how many times must i tell you it sounds like some maid's name?!&lt;br /&gt;i'm not insulting any maids...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanpingg.... it's time to switch to another artiste... haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i've nothing much to say now... just that..&lt;br /&gt;really thanks for changing my template! was getting quite bored with the old one...&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankew ping pal!!!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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happened today...&lt;br /&gt;until i got fed up and told her if she's not going to behave i'm gonna leave her alone.&lt;br /&gt;and she started making noise and agreed to go with me...&lt;br /&gt;it's so easy to cheat babies... i feel mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for her brother... faris... haha...he's super active...&lt;br /&gt;at first when i saw him today he stared at me like i'm an alien...&lt;br /&gt;don't blame him...haven't seen him in a long time...&lt;br /&gt;but then when he was missing his mum and crying out loud... i managed to get him to sleep..&lt;br /&gt;that can only mean 2 things... either i'm good, or i'm boring...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's gotta be that i'm good... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my niece and nephew...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113180814575175697?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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I'M BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a really hectic week... but i'm back...&lt;br /&gt;let's see what i've been through...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd say this year's O level papers are alot easier than the previous...&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's cause i've been practising hard?&lt;br /&gt;just that. the months leading up to this exam week itself,&lt;br /&gt;it isn't only physically draining, it's emotional and spiritual draining too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emotional cause i have to be focused...&lt;br /&gt;i can't let anything get to me... and it was tough.&lt;br /&gt;my computer, mp3 players... all staring at me...&lt;br /&gt;tempting me. but i held out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spiritual at the same time,cause i've been working so hard,&lt;br /&gt;and praying and hoping and then trying to find the faith to hold on,&lt;br /&gt;praying that when i'm faced with the questions,&lt;br /&gt;my mind won't go blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD it didn't or i'd be dead...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;english paper was alright... but i screwed up my compo a little i guess...&lt;br /&gt;science was alright too... but physics was tricky!&lt;br /&gt;Geog... (man this was a killer) too much to write, too little time...&lt;br /&gt;if i wasn't so talkative i guess i'd be able to finish it...&lt;br /&gt;what we write shows our real side... hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for math paper... paper one i made some stupid mistakes...&lt;br /&gt;as for paper 2... it was whoop ass! WHOOP ASS! it really was too easy...&lt;br /&gt;i'm afraid i'll make too much careless mistakes.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;pray i don't...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. went out for the first time today in ages... really really tired...&lt;br /&gt;went out with gabriel. had lunch with my mum.. it was her birthday...&lt;br /&gt;and then well went to play lan... dude.. haven't played for so long...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... today was great... really... i'm feeling so liberated...&lt;br /&gt;unlike last year.. .hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I NEED A HUGE LESSON ON FAITH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights ppl... i'm really shagged&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113173121765199133?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113173121765199133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'>family when away...</title><content type='html'>well.. sunday...&lt;br /&gt;was quite productive... was out with gabriel to study...&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha... not bad at all...&lt;br /&gt;had trouble sleeping at night.. cause like this morning i had chinese exam...&lt;br /&gt;stupid....slept only for 3 hours... man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well.. today.. the chinese paper went well... proud of it...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... hopefully i get a b4...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... after the paper... went town and hanged around till gabriel came...&lt;br /&gt;he's a superstar man... come so late.. ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;not blaming you gabe... ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then he's nice.. went slippers hunting for me...&lt;br /&gt;i like my slippers! ahhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for today... take care you guys...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-113025438948711149</id><published>2005-10-25T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T23:33:09.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday!</title><content type='html'>hello you all.. thanks to everyone who's greeted me&lt;br /&gt;in one way or the other...hahah&lt;br /&gt;to those of you who didn't...i won't hold any grudges&lt;br /&gt;so yups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my birthday... hmmm was less than interesting...&lt;br /&gt;spent it at home...hahah... i'm thankful for a home!&lt;br /&gt;i am i am i am! i got to watch tv use the computer and sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i'm jsut extremely grateful for everything&lt;br /&gt;everything i've been blessed with...&lt;br /&gt;i thank my Lord daddy...&lt;br /&gt;i thank him for everything he's put in my life... and i thank him for my family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. happy birthday to me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113025438948711149?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113025438948711149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113025438948711149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113025438948711149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113025438948711149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/birthday.html' title='birthday!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-113008211356421843</id><published>2005-10-23T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T23:41:53.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trees</title><content type='html'>I, don't wanna go through this life.&lt;br /&gt;Without you, by my side...&lt;br /&gt;and I,got it all worked out&lt;br /&gt;in my head, that's how it's got to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be you and me, up in the trees&lt;br /&gt;and the forest will give us the answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We, will make believe..&lt;br /&gt;in a world we'd rule together..&lt;br /&gt;we will build our dreams&lt;br /&gt;with the knot tied tight to last forever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be you and me, up in the trees&lt;br /&gt;and the forest will give us the answer&lt;br /&gt;It'll be you and I, up in the sky,&lt;br /&gt;it's a combination for disaster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this song is really catchy and cool...&lt;br /&gt;but it isn't catchy and uncool like ashlee simpsons's - boyfriend...&lt;br /&gt;i think that song's just plain gay... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no offence there to you wanping and steph...&lt;br /&gt;now leave me alone bout it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think sat was great... thanks to Yuxiang,lincon, po, jong , jj , weichang...&lt;br /&gt;yah.. thanks to you all...&lt;br /&gt;and xiang? wanna punk me?&lt;br /&gt;next year alright?&lt;br /&gt;this year was quite close...&lt;br /&gt;very close infact.. ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now my body is aching all over and i'm burnt all over...&lt;br /&gt;hahah... totally RED...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a burnt chicken... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;oh jit min came down on sat.. at least he didnt really mess the day up..&lt;br /&gt;stupid chicken...hahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. that's all i've to say...&lt;br /&gt;take care you all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God blesss!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-113008211356421843?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/113008211356421843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=113008211356421843' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113008211356421843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/113008211356421843'/><link rel='alternate' 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went too...&lt;br /&gt;shumei didn't turn up... didn't ask her why...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... steph's leg seems to be better!&lt;br /&gt;she can climb stairs! ahahha...&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how one even though with such immobility can still climb the stairs...&lt;br /&gt;oh we watched SPONGEBOB SQUARE PANTS THE MOVIE&lt;br /&gt;i say... the show's retarded man.. patrick's really damn cute! ahhaha&lt;br /&gt;the way he dances man... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then went up to steph's room...haven't been there for sometime...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... wanping and stpeh kept playing the boyfriend song by ashlee simpson...&lt;br /&gt;waddahell the tune's super addictive lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and steph! STOP TELLING ME YOU DIDN"T STEAL MY BOYFRIEND...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. taht's what i did for today... wanping's lazy... don't even wanna walk to the bus-stop...&lt;br /&gt;take care people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care steph!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112982261015272658?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112982261015272658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112982261015272658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112982261015272658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112982261015272658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/went-to-stephs-house-to-visit-her.html' title='went to steph&apos;s house to visit her'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112956187982290051</id><published>2005-10-17T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:11:19.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loving the alien</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I think I'm scared&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I know&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like making love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I don't&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I feel like letting go &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe notI feel like giving up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Is all we got&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And never means maybe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes is all the time&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maybe And I'm moving on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm moving on (Sometimes I feel alone)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And I'm moving on&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I make believe When we're alone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Machines have taken hold&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Can you get me to a telephone&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's just the little things&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You used to see &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Am I still that man who makes you who you want to be&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;i think this song rocks.. hahaha.. velvet revolver is good.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112956187982290051?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112956187982290051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112956187982290051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112956187982290051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112956187982290051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/loving-alien.html' title='loving the alien'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112921552636197486</id><published>2005-10-13T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T22:58:46.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much to say</title><content type='html'>i've so much to say... so much to do...&lt;br /&gt;but all these can only will till after the Os.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know what you think&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know how we feel bout the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only then can i get over and done with this.&lt;br /&gt;it's tough... and no i ain't depressed...&lt;br /&gt;i just feel like i'm gonna have to keep something that i can't hold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another one more month jsut one more month...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna have to sleep now...&lt;br /&gt;goodnight world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112921552636197486?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112921552636197486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112921552636197486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112921552636197486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112921552636197486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/so-much-to-say.html' title='so much to say'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112875085135783768</id><published>2005-10-08T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T13:55:10.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BLEAH...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Hero Dies in This One&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I leave here today, apartment 108&lt;br /&gt;I'll always keep you in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Anderson is cold tonight,&lt;br /&gt;The leaves are scattered on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;I miss the seasons,&lt;br /&gt;And the comfort of your smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes this all feels like a dream.&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for someone to just wake me up,&lt;br /&gt;From this life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look out at these fairgrounds,&lt;br /&gt;I remember how our family split apart.&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I ever told you,&lt;br /&gt;But I know you always did your best.&lt;br /&gt;And the hard times,&lt;br /&gt;They only made us stronger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'm suppose to carry on when ure gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same without you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more then you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe now you finally know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're helpless and alone,&lt;br /&gt;But you can let it keep you weighted down.&lt;br /&gt;You must go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like crying?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever feel like giving up?&lt;br /&gt;I raise my hands up towards the sky,&lt;br /&gt;I say this prayer for you tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Because nothing is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sit here all alone,&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how I'm suppose to carry on when ure gone.&lt;br /&gt;I'll never be the same without you,&lt;br /&gt;I love you more then you will ever know.&lt;br /&gt;So maybe now you finally know.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we're helpless and alone,&lt;br /&gt;But you can let it keep you weighted down.&lt;br /&gt;You must go on.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i simply love this song... it speaks alot...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. exactly one month left to Os...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't say much for it.. just that... i've done my preperations&lt;br /&gt;and yet... i don't feel quite ready for it...&lt;br /&gt;feeling's differ when i've the urgency to do something,&lt;br /&gt;compared to when i've no urgency at all...&lt;br /&gt;damn i can really get lazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... oh well...&lt;br /&gt;Congrats to those who have just completed their EOYs...&lt;br /&gt;and when results are out...&lt;br /&gt;be contended with what you get...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horrible results aren't the end...&lt;br /&gt;it's just the start of something better...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for those who're facing their Big Os,&lt;br /&gt;don't worry.. it isn't as tough as you think it is...&lt;br /&gt;so long you make the proper preparations...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last dash...&lt;br /&gt;i'll be back again...&lt;br /&gt;take care you all..&lt;br /&gt;God BLESS =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112875085135783768?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112875085135783768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112875085135783768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112875085135783768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112875085135783768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/bleah.html' title='BLEAH...'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112843825976707354</id><published>2005-10-04T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T23:04:19.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to say man..</title><content type='html'>schools getting alot more stressful...&lt;br /&gt;and i'm getting pissed with alot more things...&lt;br /&gt;well... i think life's getting more screwed...&lt;br /&gt;my brother's getting out of hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glenn if you're seeing this...&lt;br /&gt;well it's totally all for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE GROW UP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you're not a kid anymore boy...&lt;br /&gt;u're a 14 year old teenager...&lt;br /&gt;stop being so FUCKING WILFULL&lt;br /&gt;and THINKING THAT THIS WHOLE DAMN FUCKING WORLD OWES YOU A FUCKING LIVING...&lt;br /&gt;people may think you're handsome and nice and all...&lt;br /&gt;please GROW UP and stop thinking that ur'e damn mature...&lt;br /&gt;I"M ASKING YOU TO GROW UP... not act mature....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok?! I"M NOT PERFECT... i'm a RETAINEE...&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't mean the i'm any stupider than you...&lt;br /&gt;and set your piorities right....&lt;br /&gt;cause judging by how you're making through this stage in life now&lt;br /&gt;you'll feel alot shitter when you get older...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please... START GROWING UP....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man... ok.. i think that's about all i've to say man...&lt;br /&gt;well... ive set a few goals that i've to meet...&lt;br /&gt;and i really gotta see to it that i'm gonna reach them...&lt;br /&gt;so yah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i'm gonna reach a rugby player's size by next year's june&lt;br /&gt;2) i'm gonna be able to run to school by end year or start of next year&lt;br /&gt;3) Get really GOOD O levels results...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... these are the obvious ones... the rest..&lt;br /&gt;i'll keep to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reflecting on what's happened last year..&lt;br /&gt;really changed my mindset and everything...&lt;br /&gt;guess this time round i've learnt things the hard way...&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna be left behind...&lt;br /&gt;i want to be ahead... i wanna do the best i can...&lt;br /&gt;i just don't want ppl to give me shit...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yah... anyone of you out there gonna give me shit...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna pay you back double...&lt;br /&gt;and wipe your shit all OVER YOUR FUCKING FACE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless you're someone whom i can really feel at ease with.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112843825976707354?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112843825976707354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112843825976707354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112843825976707354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112843825976707354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/10/nothing-to-say-man.html' title='nothing to say man..'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112800805001149080</id><published>2005-09-29T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-29T23:34:10.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of the shit program</title><content type='html'>ok... for me i count this as the first week of NG's program&lt;br /&gt;tiring... i'm so burning out.. haven't even given my 100%&lt;br /&gt;sigh.... DEPRESSING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and well.. this is to GABRIEL TONG...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YOU JOLLY WELLL study hard man....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we still have yet to complete our blaze and blade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and come on man... you DO WELL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and we'll play TFC together again.. ahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;how's that for a deal man... ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;This is for STEPH...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;YOU STUDY HARD TOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i keep seeing you online!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;stop getting distracted by the comp (like ME)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;God bless you girl...&lt;/span&gt; =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;This is for Yunyi:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;you don't get too stressed girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;everytime i talk to you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ure either tired or stressed...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;so please.... lighten up alittle will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and jsut keep smiling... (but not like some psychotic person)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;God bless you too! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;hmmm... currently...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;these are the ppl that just so happens to enter my mind...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i can think of anymore...&lt;br /&gt;i'll be sure to add one a small shout out to you guys!&lt;br /&gt;no sweat! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;do well in your EOYs PPL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok... as for mary and jane... please.. tell me u're not shatish...&lt;br /&gt;oh my gosh... one night stand... i don't remember doing that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112800805001149080?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112800805001149080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112800805001149080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112800805001149080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112800805001149080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-week-of-shit-program.html' title='first week of the shit program'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112774500517077173</id><published>2005-09-26T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T22:30:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh well... i don't always kep to my word....&lt;br /&gt;i'm such an asshole.... PO you agree.. i know you do...&lt;br /&gt;oh well... first day of the new program NG ENG CHIN started...&lt;br /&gt;i'm feeling so shagged....&lt;br /&gt;wake up at 8...study till 10&lt;br /&gt;reach school by 11... end at 330...&lt;br /&gt;by the time i reach home... i'm dead beat...&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to study...&lt;br /&gt;don't know how i'm gonna pull through for the rest of the week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's worse... i have tuition from 5 till 9....&lt;br /&gt;and after school i've gotta head straight to tuition...&lt;br /&gt;no time to bathe.. no time to do shieeet.... man...&lt;br /&gt;it's like hell week man...&lt;br /&gt;and it's gonna drag for 3 weeks... i'm so DEAD...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna just get this year over with...it sucks man...&lt;br /&gt;like totally... of course the only good things,&lt;br /&gt;are the new friends made....&lt;br /&gt;i don't even think i'm giving my 100% yet...&lt;br /&gt;i'm probably only giving like 55+ %? this is retarded...&lt;br /&gt;so retarded....TOTALLY RETARDED....&lt;br /&gt;ARGH..... i need to give 100%...&lt;br /&gt;at this rate....i'll never reach 60%...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda think of it... last year...studying in group...&lt;br /&gt;didn't work for me... this year... the urgency is really pushing me..&lt;br /&gt;it's like a force... the thump of the heartbeat...&lt;br /&gt;it just keeps thumping away... and with every thump,&lt;br /&gt;it pushes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it now... thump thump thump...&lt;br /&gt;thumpity thump... it's beating quick...&lt;br /&gt;in anticipation of Os....ARGH&lt;br /&gt;pouring out myself into my work...&lt;br /&gt;putting as much as i can...&lt;br /&gt;think it's good being a loner...&lt;br /&gt;you do things your way and you do what you want...&lt;br /&gt;just that you don't ahve study buddies&lt;br /&gt;to help you out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1iqjhdijabiuf1294yovipahjnfjlkvfpa&lt;br /&gt;auhvfawhfa]&lt;br /&gt;etaouvtawtevawtvat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously.... need to freaking de-stress...&lt;br /&gt;i'm so tired...&lt;br /&gt;soo soo tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112774500517077173?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112774500517077173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112774500517077173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112774500517077173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112774500517077173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/oh-well.html' title=''/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112752955254826519</id><published>2005-09-24T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:39:12.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/sephiroth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/sephiroth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/tifa%20lockheart%2022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/tifa%20lockheart%2022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112752955254826519?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112752955254826519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112752955254826519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112752955254826519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112752955254826519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/pictures.html' title='pictures'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112752771247419759</id><published>2005-09-24T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T10:36:16.093+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wanna watch advent children!</title><content type='html'>wah... this week was really good... did loads of work...&lt;br /&gt;happy with what i've achieved.. actually it ain't that bad...&lt;br /&gt; doing work and getting that sense of achievement really feels good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well....another month to Os... dunno what i'm doing online...&lt;br /&gt;anyway... this shall be my last post till O's are over....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANNA WATCH ADVENT CHILDREN!!! my gosh....&lt;br /&gt; i saw the trailer.... ah... the movements are so human-like!&lt;br /&gt;and the character's features are super defined....&lt;br /&gt;and tifa's HOT! and yuffie's cute.. but i think her arm's are too skinny...&lt;br /&gt;i've gotta wait till after Os before i can go over to YX house and get the show from him....&lt;br /&gt; i really wanna watch it.....&lt;br /&gt;this probably just adds on to my list of things to do after Os...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch it!!!!!! ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok bye peeps.. i'll see you all around.. sometime...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; take care guys... God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112752771247419759?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112752771247419759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112752771247419759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112752771247419759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112752771247419759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-wanna-watch-advent-children.html' title='i wanna watch advent children!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112697679753777717</id><published>2005-09-18T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T01:06:37.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JJ's birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JJ!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK...today was a great day!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaah... except for the morning which i spent at home&lt;br /&gt;doing work... watching tv... blah bla blah.. hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;and well..&lt;br /&gt;went to meet JJ po shat lincon yx namdev calvin adriel jong and chang&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... we went to watch the longest yard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dude! it's a great movie man! for those who hasn't seen it...&lt;br /&gt;catch it... great stress reliever...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... the guy's whose number 44 is damn big size...&lt;br /&gt;not sure what his name is.. turler or turly.. watever...&lt;br /&gt;he's inspired me to be better than him... hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then we went to eat some shushi buffet...&lt;br /&gt;i bet the store owners took our pictures down&lt;br /&gt;and the next time we go back there,we'll see our faces...&lt;br /&gt;the caption reading "THESE PPL ARE NOT ALLOWED IN EVER!"&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i think  they're gonna go bust man...&lt;br /&gt;kablooie! ahhaha....shit...&lt;br /&gt;i think we made them shit in their pants... hahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... played some lan man........&lt;br /&gt;well.. haven't played for damn long... ahhah&lt;br /&gt;ok.... stop here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy birthady jj! today was a great day! ahhah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112697679753777717?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112697679753777717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112697679753777717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112697679753777717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112697679753777717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/jjs-birthday.html' title='JJ&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112644367827609926</id><published>2005-09-11T20:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T21:01:18.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gladwin games</title><content type='html'>ok! today was great... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;no comments on it though...&lt;br /&gt;other than me getting sabohed and that really sun burnt...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. yups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then... went with po to get his new bass...&lt;br /&gt;what a prick man...&lt;br /&gt;take so long to decide..&lt;br /&gt;like some sissy boy like that....&lt;br /&gt;then after i stayed with him all the way&lt;br /&gt;that sissy kid ditched me...&lt;br /&gt;waddahell man... hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care you guys!&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the longest yard...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112644367827609926?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112644367827609926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112644367827609926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112644367827609926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112644367827609926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/gladwin-games.html' title='gladwin games'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112637087068658353</id><published>2005-09-11T00:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-11T00:47:50.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my goal</title><content type='html'>been talking to my God-bro online...&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen him in awhile...&lt;br /&gt;after Os.. i'm gonna train with him ...&lt;br /&gt;either he hits the gym with me...&lt;br /&gt;or i'll hit it with him...&lt;br /&gt;i needa hit chen tat's size...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when tat bends his elbow back...&lt;br /&gt;his fingers can't even touch his shoulders...&lt;br /&gt;his SATAINC biceps are in the way...&lt;br /&gt;i needa reach that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. with gabe teachin me..&lt;br /&gt;i know i can too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again....&lt;br /&gt;STUDIES FIRST.. haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112637087068658353?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112637087068658353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112637087068658353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112637087068658353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112637087068658353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/my-goal.html' title='my goal'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112619721488994904</id><published>2005-09-09T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T00:33:34.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun day</title><content type='html'>finally... one of the better days during the span of holiday...&lt;br /&gt;well.. first up.. i got my new specs.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;think it looks ok.. hahah...&lt;br /&gt;we.. had lunch with my dad..&lt;br /&gt;haven't done that in awhile...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm.. think i needa spend more time with my parents&lt;br /&gt;hhahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but tonight was really great! =)&lt;br /&gt;went to the park nearby with clarice,bronte,peixiu,shing,quan and my bro&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... welll.. we went there to play catching and whatever...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha...well.. clarice went off first.. cause her dad came...&lt;br /&gt;and peixiu! so sorry.. if you're reading this..&lt;br /&gt;shouldn't have made you run so much lar...&lt;br /&gt;you were coughing like mad...&lt;br /&gt;sorry sorry! hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then quan had to go off.. cause.. HIS DAD CAME...&lt;br /&gt;bleah....so well.. we all started to play with sparklers and candles...&lt;br /&gt;childish.. but who cares.. we've all got a streak of that in us...&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha... oh besides.. i realised that we're super early for lantern festival...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. started too early.. but nevermind...&lt;br /&gt;i wanna play again.. ahahha.. it's really fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and shing.. sorry for making you fall.. hahah.. well..&lt;br /&gt;you're always falling anyway.. ahahah..&lt;br /&gt;oh and u're lucky i didn't nudge you to death! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHTS PPL...&lt;br /&gt;talk to you all again!&lt;br /&gt;God bless!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112619721488994904?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-112593172662059967</id><published>2005-09-05T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T22:48:46.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boringggggggg</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6231318.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6231318.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6231295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6231295.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6231338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6231338.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6281404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6281404.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P7021436.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P7021436.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6151236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6151236.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/P6281354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/P6281354.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahaha.. alright.. lantern festival is nearing...&lt;br /&gt;and well.. shing said that there's ¼ of a mooncake being sold at $18!&lt;br /&gt;can you believe it?! 18 freaking bucks!&lt;br /&gt;how in the world can ¼ of a mooncake be that ex?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well... anyway... i totally have nothing to say online...&lt;br /&gt;and well... i thought i'll bring this up...&lt;br /&gt;there's this ad on the buses,&lt;br /&gt;going around bout the DOVE beauty debate..&lt;br /&gt;welll...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;personally.. i think this thing bout true beauty is like&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm... ok in a way a twisted sense... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;but really these girls... with spots or grey hair...&lt;br /&gt;whatever.. i think they're beautiful in their own ways and all....&lt;br /&gt;so there's nothing much to debate about.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can tell that they're showing a real smile...&lt;br /&gt;and not those on pretense.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so yups... they all look good... in their own way...&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i'm touching on this stuff anyway.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm missing my brothers in Danmark... sigh... they're damn nice!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112593172662059967?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112593172662059967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112593172662059967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112593172662059967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112593172662059967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/boringggggggg.html' title='boringggggggg'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112576055181128492</id><published>2005-09-03T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T23:15:51.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sian</title><content type='html'>there's nothing much todo online now.... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;borrrrrrrrrrrrring...&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm....nothing to do....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i think i'll get back to work.... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;ashton kutcher is totally retarded man.. hahaha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112576055181128492?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112576055181128492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112576055181128492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112576055181128492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112576055181128492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/sian.html' title='sian'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112567457741703802</id><published>2005-09-02T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-02T23:22:57.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zac</title><content type='html'>I"M GONNA GET A NEW PAIR OF SPECS... ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;I THINK IT'S GONNA LOOK FUNNY ON ME...&lt;br /&gt;TRYING OUT A NEW STYLE MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh i;'m bored.... i needa go out... ahhahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112567457741703802?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112567457741703802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112567457741703802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112567457741703802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112567457741703802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/09/zac.html' title='zac'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112541470936647615</id><published>2005-08-30T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T23:24:42.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally... back! hahah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE NEW AAR ALBUM ROCKS... THEY'RE DAMN GOOD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;-you don't have to move, you don't have to speak&lt;br /&gt; lips for biting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-you're staring me down, a glance makes me weak&lt;br /&gt; eyes for striking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; -now im twisting up when i'm twisted with you&lt;br /&gt;brush so lightly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; -and time trickles down, and i'm breathing for two&lt;br /&gt; squeeze so tightly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be fine, you'll be fine.&lt;br /&gt;this moment seems so long&lt;br /&gt;don't waste now, precious time&lt;br /&gt;we'll dance inside the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; what makes the one to shake you down?&lt;br /&gt;each touch belongs to each new sound&lt;br /&gt;say now you want to shake me too&lt;br /&gt;move down to me, slip into you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt;-she sinks in my mind as she sheds through her skin&lt;br /&gt; touch like taste like fire&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;" &gt; hands to know what eyes no longer defend&lt;br /&gt;hands to fuel desire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; i'll be fine, you'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;this moment seems so long&lt;br /&gt;don't waste now, precious time&lt;br /&gt;we'll dance inside the song...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok... well.. i'm back.. the major part of prelims are over..&lt;br /&gt;suddenly.. i feel a sense of comfort...&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. ok.. i'm gonna do alot bettter than last year..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOWEVER! i made stupid careless mistakes....&lt;br /&gt;which i didn't have to...&lt;br /&gt;if i fucking hell read the questions proper...&lt;br /&gt;sigh...oh well... hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK! enough bout prelims.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why.. but i think korean shows are really good..&lt;br /&gt;currently, there's one that's going on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bout this guy and 2 girls....&lt;br /&gt;let's just say girl A and girl B...&lt;br /&gt;Girl B's Girl A's step sister...&lt;br /&gt;it's a typical..cinderella...&lt;br /&gt;just that... it's modern day and that.. Girl A is a rich cinderella...&lt;br /&gt;B likes the guy who's been childhood sweethearts with A...&lt;br /&gt;but when the guy and A got seperated, cause the guy had to go overseas&lt;br /&gt;B did lots of bitchy stuff to A...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and time passed and the guy came back..&lt;br /&gt;in a bid to stop her step-sis from meeting the guy,&lt;br /&gt;B drove a car and knocked A down.. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;this is roughly it..&lt;br /&gt;really good show.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;you guys'll have to watch it.. ahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. haven't been doing much lately...&lt;br /&gt;school's taking up alot of time...&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for this year to enddddddddddddddd.....&lt;br /&gt;my gosh...&lt;br /&gt;FFTACTICS....&lt;br /&gt;i'm back to playing it.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;those lil block characters... rocks!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112541470936647615?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112541470936647615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112541470936647615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112541470936647615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112541470936647615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally-back-hahah.html' title='finally... back! hahah'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112507039689479135</id><published>2005-08-26T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T23:33:16.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>support the shu - tay - mei foundation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THIS IS TO SUPPORT THE SHU - TAY - MEI FOUNDATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a huge problem that we are facing...&lt;br /&gt;yes... a huge one that we have to come together and help out&lt;br /&gt;that is to prevent Shu - tay - may the monkey bungee from&lt;br /&gt;becoming extinct....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately to add on to the troubles....&lt;br /&gt;when she sees a picture of a monkey,&lt;br /&gt;she goes crazy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure as kind hearted ppl of the world,&lt;br /&gt;our heart goes out to her....&lt;br /&gt;please... be kind....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONATE TO THE SHU TAY FOUNDATION&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;sorry shumei.. not my fault.. you do need to calm down...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;ALOT.... hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112507039689479135?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112507039689479135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112507039689479135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112507039689479135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112507039689479135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/08/support-shu-tay-mei-foundation.html' title='support the shu - tay - mei foundation'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112467853534171200</id><published>2005-08-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-22T10:48:10.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally blogger is back on..this song is by matchbook romance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;A subdue silence undisturbed by the sound of her breath.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So carefully, brush her hair back from her eyes&lt;/div&gt;In steady sequence, one by one. &lt;div align="left"&gt;She slips away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So close your eyes and sleep to dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No words to speak.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We'll set our course and make it through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No matter how far I go my heart remains with you.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'm not sure what I'm looking for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But it's clear to see the purpose of my exsistance &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is laying here in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So close your eyes and sleep to dream.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm by your side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No words to speak.&lt;/div&gt;We'll set our course and make it through. &lt;div align="left"&gt;No matter how far I go my heart remains with you.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if all else fails you can look up at the sky&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Because it's the same one that shines above you and I.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And if all else fails you can close your eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And I'll be right beside you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll be the one by your side.&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So close your eyes and sleep to dream.&lt;br /&gt;I'm by your side.&lt;br /&gt;No words to speak.We'll set our course and make it through.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how far I go&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No matter how much this hurts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I wanted you to know....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112467853534171200?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112467853534171200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112467853534171200' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112467853534171200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112467853534171200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/08/finally-blogger-is-back-onthis-song-is.html' title='finally blogger is back on..this song is by matchbook romance'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-112445021038577026</id><published>2005-08-19T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T19:16:50.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/1600/i_love_rugby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6533/722/320/i_love_rugby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha.. this picture is dead cool...&lt;br /&gt;i'm gonna be a hell lot bigger size than him... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112445021038577026?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112445021038577026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112445021038577026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112445021038577026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112445021038577026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhaha.html' title=''/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112299480237957276</id><published>2005-08-02T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T23:00:02.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring...</title><content type='html'>oh well..boring day... stupid tat punched me in the chest...&lt;br /&gt;hahah. i can take a good beating now man.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;except po sitting on me of course!&lt;br /&gt;he's the dieter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shatish.. haha.. he's the cool boy man..&lt;br /&gt;he and his zen neon... show of to his M**I only...&lt;br /&gt;then he dow wrong thing come blame me...&lt;br /&gt;nvm shat.... you gooood!&lt;br /&gt;i got chance to scold you.. but i give you face...&lt;br /&gt;cause i know that u'll be my cool friend...&lt;br /&gt;and i'll always treat you nice.. hahaha... always.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;you goooooooooood....hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well.... i'm not gonna come online starting friday..&lt;br /&gt;my prelims are here.. and i'm studying hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for anonymous.. well.. i won't eb able to entertain you on my board...&lt;br /&gt;here's my number... 91818139... i wanna know who you are...&lt;br /&gt;don't be over sneaky.. haha.. thanks...sms me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll come back to civilisation soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care you all.. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112299480237957276?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-112282157942496885</id><published>2005-07-31T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T22:52:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday</title><content type='html'>ok.... to that unknown person who tags my board&lt;br /&gt;tell me who you are! ahhah.. ok.. at least..&lt;br /&gt;who you know that i know.. ahhahah..&lt;br /&gt;now that'll be fair right? haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. today was a quite boring day...&lt;br /&gt;went for some meeting...&lt;br /&gt;well...&lt;br /&gt;pray everything goes well for camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and got a ring... from my aunt...&lt;br /&gt;and my uncle.. well...&lt;br /&gt;i'm really proud of him!kicked his addiction!&lt;br /&gt;a hero in his own rights!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRAISE GOD!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-9738799.post-112255900534536160</id><published>2005-07-28T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T22:00:03.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>ok.. today school was crapped...&lt;br /&gt;stupid tat never come today..&lt;br /&gt;must be like training his already massive,out-of-this-world's arms...&lt;br /&gt;and he got a mc for tmr too.. what a slacker.. haha&lt;br /&gt;joking joking...&lt;br /&gt;hopefully seby comes too.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. been training my arms...&lt;br /&gt;they used to be two pieces of satay sticks...&lt;br /&gt;now, they're becoming iron...&lt;br /&gt;soon it'll be steel...&lt;br /&gt;then after that i'll most probably beat chen tat or be as big as him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that i'm also studying hard...&lt;br /&gt;prelims in 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;tiresome shit of going through this twice....&lt;br /&gt;should have studied harder last year... oh well..&lt;br /&gt;no time to regret... sigh...&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i do well..&lt;br /&gt;afterall.. i really put in the effort....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112255900534536160?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112255900534536160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112255900534536160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112255900534536160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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( WHAT A SURPRISE!)&lt;br /&gt;and jong was tired.. so he didn't turn up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, lucien called me and i bumped into JJ at carrefour...&lt;br /&gt;oh we were at PS....&lt;br /&gt;oh well....&lt;br /&gt;then went to play game with JJ and lulu...&lt;br /&gt;shat the M*** lover came after awhile...&lt;br /&gt;ahha... we all did some whoope ass style!&lt;br /&gt;played with lu lu's beanie and well... i dunno what i looked like...&lt;br /&gt;some act cool rocker.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;and when JJ put it on.. wah.. damn fierce sia!!!&lt;br /&gt;haha.. he looked like a freaking terrorist man!!! hahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well then shat had to go do his project...&lt;br /&gt;endud up ditchin all of us jsut cause he had to take pictures...&lt;br /&gt;of whoever and whatever....&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... po came and took over him....&lt;br /&gt;well even more whoope ass....&lt;br /&gt;and then i went home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll see you guys again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the best part of today was...&lt;br /&gt;i saw FAITH and FARIS again!&lt;br /&gt;haha.... Faris has grown in these short months to become a really healthy and big baby!&lt;br /&gt;haha.... he kept staring at my goatee...&lt;br /&gt;and well.. when i took his hand and rubbed against my goatee...(sick i know)&lt;br /&gt;hahah.. he gave me that irked and fustrated look!!!! haha.. so darn cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for Faith! when i saw her, i pointed to my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;ahha.. and she came right up to me... (cause i was sitting on the floor)&lt;br /&gt;and bent down to give me a kiss on my mouth!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... so cute! ahahah...&lt;br /&gt;all i had to do was to make a gesture to my mouth! ahaha...&lt;br /&gt;so sweet.. she's really sweet... haha...&lt;br /&gt;and when i open my arms, she runs straight in.. hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pray they really grow up close to God....&lt;br /&gt;and then i'll bring them close too! ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was really GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112221599304396336?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112221599304396336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112221599304396336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112221599304396336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112221599304396336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/07/visited-gor-in-long-time.html' title='visited Gor in a long time'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112213403083903823</id><published>2005-07-23T23:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-23T23:53:50.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tahnks to kris!</title><content type='html'>HAHAH... i'm here cause i'm gonna thanks kristi!&lt;br /&gt;she wrote for me on her blog.. .it's only right for me to return a nice one!&lt;br /&gt;haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well kristi...&lt;br /&gt;it wasn't just by chance that we met... haha&lt;br /&gt;neither was it by chance that we became friends...&lt;br /&gt;good friends to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to God that we got to know each other...&lt;br /&gt;i believe that everyone is put in one's life for a purpose...&lt;br /&gt;and that you're placed in my life for this...&lt;br /&gt;to be a really good friend.. where i can talk to really freely...&lt;br /&gt;not only that, also for God to speak to you through me.&lt;br /&gt;thanks God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well..i remember the fun we had playing cards during last year's camp,&lt;br /&gt;the time we spent talking by the beach at sentosa that night when u were pissed,&lt;br /&gt;the sweet surprise you gave to me this year by coming to visit me in school...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a million for all that you've done,&lt;br /&gt;thanks a million for making me into this person i've become...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well girl.. this is just for you! thanks alot once again KRISTI!&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with love,&lt;br /&gt;isaac.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112213403083903823?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112213403083903823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112213403083903823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112213403083903823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112213403083903823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/07/tahnks-to-kris.html' title='tahnks to kris!'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112195710979376923</id><published>2005-07-21T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T22:45:09.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>went to the doc to chek on my leg.</title><content type='html'>well...today is really a sucky day...&lt;br /&gt;my right knee... has ben giving me problem...&lt;br /&gt;the problem only came after i stopped playing soccer...&lt;br /&gt;sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been hurting for 3 weeks or so already...&lt;br /&gt;so then i went to see the doc today....&lt;br /&gt;at some nearby polyclinic...&lt;br /&gt;this was wat the doc told me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC: "isaac lim... 16 this year? hmmm what's the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: "my knee hurts... blah blah blah..."&lt;br /&gt;DOC: "ok.. pull up your pants... let's take a look at that knee.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... .... ..... (he sees my leg)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOC: "wow u're quite hairy huh?and your legs pretty big... soccer or rugby player?"&lt;br /&gt;ME: "haha... soccer..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blah blah blah...waddahell man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then.. he moved my legs around....&lt;br /&gt;everytime he moved it in a circle, there was a soft crack...&lt;br /&gt;and i felt something in there move...&lt;br /&gt;sigh... and he said...&lt;br /&gt;that i've all the symptoms of arthritis... and yet.. i'm too young to be getting it...&lt;br /&gt;unless i've had an accident on my knee before...&lt;br /&gt;but i never had an accident on my knee... i only sprain my ankle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. then i went to take x-ray shots...&lt;br /&gt;(i hate the feeling that i've stupid radiation particles all over me)&lt;br /&gt;it irks me out...&lt;br /&gt;oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the doc with the pictures...&lt;br /&gt;totally healthy bones... no problem...&lt;br /&gt;just that when i sit down and get up and the pain comes,&lt;br /&gt;it's cause my bones behind my knee rubs against each other...&lt;br /&gt;causing the pain...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like more milk from now on.....&lt;br /&gt;sigh..&lt;br /&gt;and i've to stay away from sports... till the nice time i see the doc again...&lt;br /&gt;he sent my x-rays to a specialist for a through check...&lt;br /&gt;two weeks till my next appointment.. sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God i pray nothing happens to my leg and i'll be back to normal&lt;br /&gt;again.. it feels really lousy not being able to play sports properly...&lt;br /&gt;please heal my leg completely. i ask this of you in Jesus name&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112195710979376923?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-112152686437751934</id><published>2005-07-16T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T23:14:24.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;well went to play soccer with the usual group of ppl...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;but shatish that lazy bum had to go off early...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;from wat lincon said, he went home to wank....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;shatish.. keep suaning me ah... you got hottie never share...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;especially with JJ and the rest... what a dick...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;i didn't really want to play today...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my injury has been bugging me for a few weeks now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;my right knee hurts if i cross my leg for too long...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and then suddenly standing up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;it feels numb... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sigh.. pray nothing happens to it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;soccer is as essential to me as eating....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then went to play a little lan...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;reminds me of my cousin kevin!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;we played lan the day he was still here till we felt sick of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ahahh.. enough is enough...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;today was good.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;hmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;then came home and played card games...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;and a few others... oh well...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;typical day in the life of isaac...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;oh not to mention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I ALSO DID WORK IN THE MORNING!!! hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;see po?! i'm not slacking you dieting boy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112152686437751934?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112152686437751934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112152686437751934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112152686437751934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112152686437751934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/07/boring-day.html' title='boring day'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112144141460853271</id><published>2005-07-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T23:34:23.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listening day.. and brother's birthday</title><content type='html'>ok.. so today... had Os listening for chinese..&lt;br /&gt;think i'm gonna do well...&lt;br /&gt;wait.... i know i'm gonna do well..&lt;br /&gt;came  home and fell asleep straight away... really tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then woke up.. and went to saf yacht club to eat... really full man...&lt;br /&gt;oh it was also to celebrate my brother's birthday... hahah&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LIL BROTHER!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well.. got puinched by chen tat.. not fun at all man..&lt;br /&gt;ahhah he's a massive ape!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall go sleep now.... boring.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112144141460853271?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112144141460853271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112144141460853271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112144141460853271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112144141460853271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/07/listening-day-and-brothers-birthday.html' title='listening day.. and brother&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112126581824288476</id><published>2005-07-13T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T22:43:38.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>proper post</title><content type='html'>ok well... i'm really super bored man..&lt;br /&gt;like woah! damn friggin bored...&lt;br /&gt;bored outta my socks... really really bored...&lt;br /&gt;hmmm... welll...&lt;br /&gt;school's ok.. getting alot better... but sigh....&lt;br /&gt;exam's are like in a month time... been preparing hard...&lt;br /&gt;but wondering if i can really get good grades...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not bout passing now.. it's about scoring...&lt;br /&gt;dude.. this sucks... sigh... i really need loads of help man...&lt;br /&gt;and well... haven't been going out at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YESSSS....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;isaac's a lil boring guy...he's gonna be a hermit!&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... school,work,eat,sleep,com,school,work,eat,sleep,com&lt;br /&gt;,school,work,eat,sleep,com,school,work,eat,sleep,com,school,work,eat,sleep,com&lt;br /&gt;not to mention that bathing is always between all that...&lt;br /&gt;i'm a clean hermit! ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really getting on my nerves.. can't wait for this year to end...&lt;br /&gt;it sucks to retain man...&lt;br /&gt;and po shut the fuck up... i know you're gonna say something...&lt;br /&gt;so don't... hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;and it's your bad...."i know"&lt;br /&gt;watever.. i've no idea wat i'm saying man...&lt;br /&gt;i'm damn tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shatish is the tyco king.. for now...&lt;br /&gt;wei chang is the retard master.... (forever!)&lt;br /&gt;po is the boy who can keep dieting...(proud of you kid) - (not to mention i can't do that)&lt;br /&gt;JJ = franz ferdinand singer/guitarist&lt;br /&gt;YX is still the da ge of me...&lt;br /&gt;lincon is well the full time bull shiter...&lt;br /&gt;jong! nothing to say bout him lar... cool design kid.. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and me... well i know wat po and shat and wei chang wants to shout...&lt;br /&gt;they're jsut directing it to themselves...&lt;br /&gt;aahaha...shatish you stop calling yourself handsome....&lt;br /&gt;and ur'e private jayakumar... so diam.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm still bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over and out...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112126581824288476?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9738799.post-112118022311969720</id><published>2005-07-12T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T22:57:03.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally i'm back!</title><content type='html'>Jacqueline was seventeen&lt;br /&gt;Working on a desk&lt;br /&gt;When Iver Peered above a spectacle&lt;br /&gt;Forgot that he had wrecked a girl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes these eyes&lt;br /&gt;Forget the face they're peering from&lt;br /&gt;When the face they peer upon&lt;br /&gt;Well, you know That face as i do&lt;br /&gt;And how in the return of tha gaze&lt;br /&gt;She can return you the face&lt;br /&gt;That you are staring from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always better on holiday&lt;br /&gt;So much better on holiday&lt;br /&gt;That's why we only work when We need the money&lt;br /&gt;Gregor was down again Said come on, kick me again&lt;br /&gt;Said i'm so drunk I don't mind if you kill me&lt;br /&gt;Come on you gutless I'm aliveI'm alive I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how i know it&lt;br /&gt;But for chips and for freedom&lt;br /&gt;I could die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's always better on holiday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. have nothign much to say... im' really bored..&lt;br /&gt;and i'm really pushing myself to study more than wat id did last year..&lt;br /&gt;but i don't think it's enough...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112118022311969720?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112118022311969720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112118022311969720' title='0 Comments'/><link 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i thank God for the fact that i was able to play my part&lt;br /&gt;and really make the trip enjoyable for my family who came over from Danmark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 10 long years since i last saw them... and well...&lt;br /&gt;sadly, all the ten long years of missing action has to be settled in just a mere 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;this is really saddening. SIGHHHHHHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;really.... the bonds that was formed in the 3 weeks were really strong...&lt;br /&gt;i miss my two lil brothers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day they came, i remembered that they didn't even dare to talk to me...&lt;br /&gt;and i thought that.. GAME OVER... we're never gonna be close...&lt;br /&gt;but after returning home... well... i played with peter,the younger one...&lt;br /&gt;he's really playful man... making the house so much more vibrant and&lt;br /&gt;making it seem really filled with activity...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well.. then the bigger one.. kevin...&lt;br /&gt;he's really a very nice and very sweet boy...&lt;br /&gt;always putting others before himself!&lt;br /&gt;though he and his brother, like all other brothers occasionally fight with each other...&lt;br /&gt;ahah... over games... over food, over the rightful place on the couch...&lt;br /&gt;really bunch of nice ppl...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my Uncle and Auntie...&lt;br /&gt;my uncle.. like my dad.. awlays full of crap... really love him...&lt;br /&gt;he's so fun being around with....&lt;br /&gt;and as for my aunt... she keeps asking me to be a good boy and well treats me and my brother&lt;br /&gt;really really nice...and she really is very protective of her kids!&lt;br /&gt;and she's very open bout loads of stuff... ahhaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well... had lots of fun playing with the two boys...&lt;br /&gt;even though peter was really irritating at times&lt;br /&gt;pulling my leg hair and fartting in my face and also punching me...&lt;br /&gt;dude.. iw as like his ultimate torture machine man...&lt;br /&gt;and then kevin will go... PETER! stop bullying isaac gor gor... bla bla bla...&lt;br /&gt;then if i scold peter also.. he'll go... "moa....(danish for mother) isaac gor gor bully me..."&lt;br /&gt;and he'll put the blame on me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.. and when they left for danmark, the only thing i thought about was...&lt;br /&gt;when will i get the chance to meet them again?&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to let go of those who plays a mojor role in your life...&lt;br /&gt;and well... i just am waiting for the day when i can get to see them again...&lt;br /&gt;if it's always like this when ppl have to leave for other areas, then.. well&lt;br /&gt;i don't think i'll bother to try and know anyone else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's better if you don't end up having to let go of anything...&lt;br /&gt;i'm jsut waiting and praying that i'll be able to see them again...&lt;br /&gt;really miss them...&lt;br /&gt;ahah.. oh well....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JEG ELSKER DIG KEVIN...&lt;br /&gt;JEG ELSKER DIG PETER...&lt;br /&gt;JEG ELSKER DIG UNCLE...&lt;br /&gt;JEG ELSKER DIG AUNTY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all again... and soon!&lt;br /&gt;God bless!! =)=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112057637752556103?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112057637752556103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112057637752556103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112057637752556103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112057637752556103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/07/i-miss-my-family-in-denmark.html' title='i miss my family in denmark'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-112014268475301604</id><published>2005-06-30T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-30T22:44:44.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KATHI AND KRISTI'S BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>I JUST NEED TO DO THIS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KATHI AND KRISTI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ENJOY YOUR YOUTH NOW THAT YOU TWO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ARE 15 YEARS YOUNG!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;May the Lord our God bless you girls in all that you do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so yups.. i'll see you two again alright?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;hahah.. take care you two!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;loadsa love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-112014268475301604?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/112014268475301604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=112014268475301604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112014268475301604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/112014268475301604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/06/kathi-and-kristis-birthday.html' title='KATHI AND KRISTI&apos;S BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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-9738799.post-111988473119026736</id><published>2005-06-27T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:05:31.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of holiday... first day of school...</title><content type='html'>HELLO HELLO....&lt;br /&gt;well... holidays ended yesterday... and school started today...&lt;br /&gt;and the time i had in this year's june holiday can't be replaced...&lt;br /&gt;sigh... well... my relatives from denmark came down in for the first time&lt;br /&gt;IN A LONG 10 YEARS! waddahell....&lt;br /&gt;i love them... they're a wonderful bunch... and i'll def save money to go visit them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well... my god bro. gabriel came over.. had lots of fun with him...&lt;br /&gt;i always have fun with him when he stays over...&lt;br /&gt;ahhaha... we ususally sleep around 3 +? or sometimes 2 +....&lt;br /&gt;oh well....those days are gone now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's the beginning of a new school term...&lt;br /&gt;and Os are drawing closer...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. it's time to work hard hard hard! hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;crap man.................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for this year to be over...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9738799-111988473119026736?l=retardedisaac.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/feeds/111988473119026736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9738799&amp;postID=111988473119026736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/111988473119026736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9738799/posts/default/111988473119026736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://retardedisaac.blogspot.com/2005/06/last-day-of-holiday-first-day-of.html' title='last day of holiday... first day of school...'/><author><name>zacko_whacko</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13024883659565733625</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>
